Sebastian Brant (1457 – 10 May 1521 / Strasbourg)
Poems of Sebastian Brant
| 1. | 16. Of Gluttony and Feasting | 1/1/2004 |
| 2. | Of Coarse Fools | 4/21/2010 |
| 3. | Of Hym That Togyder Wyll Serve Two Masters | 4/21/2010 |
| 4. | Of Too Much Spekynge Or Bablynge | 4/21/2010 |
| 5. | The Universal Shyp | 4/21/2010 |
The Universal Shyp
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:
Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wyde
And depe Inough: a pleasaunt wynde doth blowe.
Prolonge no tyme, our Carake doth you byde,
Our felawes tary for you on every syde.
Hast hyther, I say, ye folys naturall,
Howe oft shall I you unto my Navy call?
Ye have one confort, ye shall nat be alone:
