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            <p>Io. Gower de confeſſione Aman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tis.</p>
            <p>¶Imprinted at London in Flete<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrete by Thomas Berthe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lette Printer to the kingis grace, <hi>AN. M.D.XXXII.</hi>
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            <p>
               <hi>CVM PRIVILEGIO.</hi>
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            <l>Cauſant, quo minus ipſe minora canam.</l>
            <l>Qua tum Engiſti lingua canit inſula Bruti,</l>
            <l>Anglica Carmente metra iuuante loquar.</l>
            <l>Oſſibus ergo carens, quae conterit oſſa loquelis,</l>
            <l>Abſit, et interpres ſtet procul, oro, malus.</l>
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            <head>¶To the reder.</head>
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               <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>N tyme paſte whanne this warke was prynted, I can not very well coniecte, what was the cauſe therof, the prologue before was cleane altered. And by that mene it wold ſeme, that Gower dydde compyle it at the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſte of the noble duke Henry of Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſtre. And all though the bokes that be wrytten, be contrary, yet I haue folowed therin the prynt copie, for as moche as it may ſerue both weyes, and bycauſe moſt copies of the ſame warke are in printe: but yet I thought it good to warne the reder, that the writen copies do not agre with the prynted. Therfore ſyr I haue prynted here thoſe ſame lynes, that I fynde in the wrytten copies. The whiche alteration ye ſhall perceyue beganne at the .xxiij. lyne in the prologue, and goth forth on, as ye ſe here folowynge.</p>
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                  <l>¶In our englyſſhe I thinke make</l>
                  <l>A boke for kynge Rychardes ſake;</l>
                  <l>To whom belongeth my ligeance,</l>
                  <l>with all myn hartes obeyſaunce,</l>
                  <l>In all that euer a lyege man</l>
                  <l>Vnto his kynge may done or can,</l>
                  <l>So farforth I me recommaunde</l>
                  <l>To him, which all me may commaunde;</l>
                  <l>Preyende vnto the hygh reigne,</l>
                  <l>whiche cauſeth eury kynge to reygne,</l>
                  <l>That his corone longe ſtonde.</l>
                  <l>¶ I thynke and haue it vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>As it befyll vpon a tyde,</l>
                  <l>As thynge whiche ſhulde tho betyde,</l>
                  <l>Vnder the towne of newe Troy,</l>
                  <l>whiche toke of Brute his fyrſte ioye,</l>
                  <l>In Themſe, whan it was flowende,</l>
                  <l>As I by bote came rowende:</l>
                  <l>So as fortune hir tyme ſette</l>
                  <l>My lyege lorde perchaunce I mette:</l>
                  <l>And ſo befelle as I came nygh,</l>
                  <l>Out of my bote, whan be me ſygh,</l>
                  <l>He bad me come into his barge.</l>
                  <l>And whan I was with hym at large,</l>
                  <l>Amonges other thynges ſeyde</l>
                  <l>He hath this charge vpon me leyde,</l>
                  <l>And bad me do my buſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>That to his hygh worthyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Some newe thinge I ſhulde boke,</l>
                  <l>That he hym ſelfe it myght loke</l>
                  <l>After the forme of my wrytynge.</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon his commaundynge</l>
                  <l>Myn harte is well the more glad</l>
                  <l>To wryte ſo as he me bad:</l>
                  <l>And eke my feare is well the laſſe,</l>
                  <l>That none enuy ſhall compaſſe</l>
                  <l>(without a reaſonable wyte)</l>
                  <l>To feyne and blame that I wryte.</l>
                  <l>A gentyll harte his tonge ſtylleth</l>
                  <l>That it malice none diſtilleth</l>
                  <l>But preyſeth that is to be preyſed:</l>
                  <l>But he that hath his worde vnpeyſed</l>
                  <l>And handleth out kronge any thynge,</l>
                  <l>I pray vnto the heuen kynge</l>
                  <l>Fro ſuche tonges he me ſhilde.</l>
                  <l>And netheles this worlde is wylde</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche ianglynge and what befall,</l>
                  <l>My kynges heſte ſhall not falle;</l>
                  <l>That I in hope to deſerue</l>
                  <l>His thonke, ne ſhall his wyll obſerue:</l>
                  <l>And els were I nought excuſed.</l>
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                  <l>For that thyng may nought be refuſed</l>
                  <l>what that a kynge hym ſelfe byt.</l>
                  <l>For thy the ſympleſt of my wyt</l>
                  <l>I thynke (if that it may auayle)</l>
                  <l>In his ſeruyſe to trauayle,</l>
                  <l>Though I ſyckenes haue vpon honde,</l>
                  <l>And longe haue had, yet woll I fonde</l>
                  <l>So as I made my beheſte,</l>
                  <l>To make a boke after his heſte;</l>
                  <l>And wryte in ſuche a maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>whiche may be wyſedome to the wyſe,</l>
                  <l>And play to hem that lyſt to play.</l>
                  <l>But in prouerbe I haue herde ſay,</l>
                  <l>That who that wel his warke beginneth</l>
                  <l>The rather a good ende be wynneth.</l>
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                  <l>And thus the prologue of my boke</l>
                  <l>After the worlde, that whylom toke,</l>
                  <l>And eke ſomdele after the newe,</l>
                  <l>I woll begyn for to newe.</l>
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               <l>En toy qui es fitz de dieu le pere</l>
               <l>Sauue ſoit, que giſt ſouz ceſt piere.</l>
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            <p>¶The ſeconde is wrytten Mercye, whi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>che holdeth in her hande this diuiſe:
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                  <l>O bone Ieſu fait ta mercy</l>
                  <l>Al alme, dont le corps giſt icy.</l>
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            <p>¶ The thyrde of them is wrytten Pite, whiche holdeth in her hand this diuiſe folowynge.</p>
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               <l>Et met ceſt alme in ſauue garde.</l>
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            <p>¶And there by hongeth a table, wherin appereth that who ſo euer praith for the ſoule of Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Gower, he ſhall ſo oft as he ſo dothe, haue a thouſande and fyue handred dayes of pardon.</p>
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            <p>The other lyeth huryed in the monaſte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rye of ſeynt Peters at weſtmyſter in an ile on the ſouth ſyde of the churche. On whoſe ſoules, and all chriſten, Ieſu haue mercy. Amen.</p>
         </div>
         <div type="table_of_contents">
            <head>The table.</head>
            <div type="prologue">
               <head>The contentes of the prologe.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Howe Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Gower in the .xvi. yere of kynge Rycharde the ſeconde beganne to make this boke. folio .i.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſtate of royalmes temporally the ſame yere. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>Of the eſtate of the clergye the tyme of Robert Gylbonenſe, namynge hym ſelfe Clement than Antipope. fo. ij.</item>
                  <item>¶Of theſtat of the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mon people. fo. iij.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe ſome blame fortune, ſome the influence of the planettes for thynges that chaunce. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the image, that Nabugodonoſor lawe in his ſlepe, whiche hadde a heed of golde, a breſt of ſyluer, a bely of braſſe, legges of iron, and fete halfe iron &amp; halfe erthe. fo. iij.</item>
                  <item>¶The interpretation of the ſame dreme, and howe the worlde was fyrſt of golde, and after alway werſe and werſe. fo. eod.</item>
                  <item>¶The apoſtols wordes concernyng the ende of the worlde. fo. vi.</item>
                  <item>¶The mutabilite of thinges. fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe man by the matter of his com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plection is diuided, and of the diuiſion of the body and ſoule: and howe Adam diuided from the ſtate of innocence was deiected out of Paradyſe fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</item>
                  <item>¶How the people through the worlde excepte Noe and his, for diuiſion were drowned. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶The diuiſion of languages, and a to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken of the worldes ende. fo. vii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the harper Arion. fo eodem.</item>
               </list>
               <trailer>Thus endeth the prologue.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>¶The contentes of the fyrſte boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶Fyrſt the auctour nameth this warke Confeſſio Amantis, wherin is deſcriued not onely the loue humayne, but alſo of all other lyuynge beſtes naturall. fo. vij.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Cupyde ſmote Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Gower with a fyry darte, and wounded hym, that Venus commyſed hym to Genius her preſte to here his confeſſion. fo. viij.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the louer knelynge, praith Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nius to appoſe hym in his co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>feſſio<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>. fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶ The wordes of Genius the preeſte vpon the louers confeſſion. fo. ix.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the louer dothe make his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſion principally of two of his fiue wyt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Acteon for lokyng vpon Diane was turned into an harte. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of Phorcus and his thre doughters whiche had but one eye, and howe Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeus ſlewe them. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the ſerpent, that beareth the Carbu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cle, ſtoppeth his eares, whan he is inchanted. fo. x.</item>
                  <item>¶How Vlixes eſcaped fro the meri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dens by ſtoppynge of his cares. fo. eo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſeuen dedly ſynnes, of whom the fyrſt is Pryde, whiche hath diuers ſpices, the fyrſt of them is hipocriſy, the whos properte the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>feſ. declareth fo. xi.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe ſome innocent women are diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceyued fraudulentely throughe hypo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cryſye. fo eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe a knyghte of Rome named Mundus, whiche by his feyned hipocri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſie, and meane of two falſe preeſtes, de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fouled one Pauline the moſt chaſt wyfe of Rome. fo. xij.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe by the colour of ſacrifyce and feyned hipocriſie Troye was wonne and diſtroyed by the grekes. fo. xiii.</item>
                  <item>Of the ſeconde ſpice of pride named in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obedience. fo. xiiij.</item>
                  <item>¶Of two vices longynge to inobedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence called murmour &amp; co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>playnt. fo. xv.</item>
                  <item>¶How the noble knight Flore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce, neuew
<pb facs="tcp:7065:4"/> to the emperour, by his obedience reſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red the kynges doughter of Cicile to hir right ſhappe fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the thyrde ſpyce of pryde / which is called Surquedrye fo. xviii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the preſumption, whiche deſcey<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ueth the louers, whan they thinke them ſelfe moſt ſure fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How the knyght Campaneus for his ſurquedrye was bre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te by fyre at the ſiege of Thebes fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How the kinge of Hungrye humbled him to pour men, wherof his brother re<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>buked him, &amp; how the kinge by his great <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>dome chaſtiſed his brother. fo. xix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Narciſſus ennamored on his <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> beautye ſpilte him ſelfe. fo. xx.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Of the forth ſpyce of pryde, named <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>tance fo. xxi.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ge Albine through his foliſſhe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ayne of his owne wyfe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>em.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the fifte ſpice of pride called Vain <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. xxiii.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> Nabugodonoſor for his pryde, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he was in his moſte glorye, was of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>, &amp; tranſformed in to a beaſt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>y. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Howe a prudent kinge demanded .iii. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> one of his knightes vpo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> his <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hich were aſſoyled by the knygh <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>, whom the kynge for hir <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> maryed fo. xxv.</item>
               </list>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="book">
               <head>The contentis of the ſeconde boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſynne of Inuie, and of his ſpi<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>, &amp; <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>t of that that is called Sorowe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> other mannes welth fo. xxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Polyphemus for enuye ſlewe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>, &amp; howe he wolde haue rauiſſhed <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>hee, whom Neptunus ſaued from him fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſeconde ſpyce of enuye, called Ioye of an other mans ſorowe fo. xxviii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the Couetous and Enuyous man fo. xxix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the thirde ſpice of enuye named Detraction fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶How Conſtance themperours dough<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ter of Rome was ſent to the ſouden of Surrey, and of her meruailous aduentu<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>res there fo. xxxi.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Conſtance arriued in Englonde, and howe ſhe conuerted Hermegilde to the feyth fo. eodem,</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe a yonge man was amorous on Conſtans, &amp; of the miſchifes dede that he therfore dyd fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe kinge Allee was conuerted to the feyth and wedded Co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſtans. fo. xxxii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Conſtance was delyuered of a fayre ſon, whom they named Maurice, &amp; of the great treaſon of the kinges mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Conſtance was ageyne put on the ſee, and two yere after arryued in Spayne amonge ſaraſins, and howe at laſt hir ſhippe was driuen amonge the Romayne flitte fo. xxxiii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe kinge Allee toke wreche on his mother for hir treaſon fo. xxxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe kinge Allee wente to Rome on pylgremage, where he fonde his wyfe &amp; his chylde fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Conſtance beknowleged hir to hir fader themperour fo. xxxv.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Maurice was conſtituted heire of the empire of Rome, &amp; how kinge Alle retorned in to Englonde, wher within .ii. yere after he deyed fo. xxxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the enuy and detraction betwene Perſyus and Demetrius the two ſo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>nes of kinge Philip of Macedon, and howe that one cauſed that other to be ſlayne fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fourth ſpyce of Enuy, whiche is called diſſimulacion fo. xxxviii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Neſſus deſceyued Hercules &amp; Dianire at a ryuer, &amp; of the ſherte that was the deth of Hercules fo. xl.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the fyfte ſpice of enuye called Supplantacion fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶How Agamemnon ſupplanted Achil<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>les, and Diomedes Troylus. fol. xli.</item>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:4"/>
                  <item>¶Of Geta &amp; Amphitrion. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe an emperours ſonne of Rome was ſupplanted by his felowe, of the ſoudans daughter, by tellynge to hym his counſayle. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Pope Boniface fraudulentely ſupplanted Celeſtine his predeceſſour, &amp; howe afterwarde he was taken by the frenche kynge and put in pryſon, where be endured great hunger and thyrſt, and at laſt dyed moſt wretchedly. fo. xliij.</item>
                  <item>¶The prophecye of Iochim the ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>botte. fo. xliiij.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Ioab, capiteyne of the booſte of Dauid, ſlewe Abner, and howe Achi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tofell, for enuy that he hadde, that Cuſy was preferred afore hym, benge hym ſelfe. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ The deſcription of enuy. fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the vertue of charite is againſt enuy, and how Conſtantine themperour was healed of his lepre. fo. xlv.</item>
               </list>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="book">
               <head>The contentes of the thirde boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſynne of yre, and of his fyue ſpyces, of whiche the fyrſt is called Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lancolye. fo. xlvij.</item>
                  <item>¶How Machareus the ſonne of Eolus the kynge, gotte his ſyſter Canace with childe. fo. xlviij.</item>
                  <item>¶How Tyreſias was transformed into the ſhap of a woman. fo. xlix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſeconde ſpyce of yre, named cheſte or ſtryfe, and what harme cometh therof. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the noble vertue Pacience, with an example of Socrates &amp; his wyfe. fo. l.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Tyreſias was ordeyned iuge betwene Iupiter and Iuno in a ſtryfe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twene hem. fo. li.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the crowe that was whyte be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>came blacke. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ why Iupiter cutte of the tonge of Lara. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of hate the thyrde ſpice of yre. fo. lij.</item>
                  <item>¶How Nauplus reuenged him on the grekes, for that his ſonne Palamides was ſlayne trayterouſly at the ſiege of Troye. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of conteke and homicide, whiche be the fourth &amp; fyfte ſpices of wrath. fo. liij.</item>
                  <item>¶The anſwere of Diogenes to Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der. fo. liiij.</item>
                  <item>¶The hiſtory of Pyrramus and Thyſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>be, and howe eche ſlewe them ſelfe for loue. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the vengeaunce, that Athamas and Demophon purpoſed to do in theyr cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>trey, after they returned from Troye and howe by the wyſedome of the pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent Neſtor, they were pacified. fo. eod.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Clytemneſtra by the counſayle of Egiſthus, ſlew her huſbo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d kyng Aga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>memnon, &amp; how his ſonne Horeſtes toke vengeaunce therof. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the mouers of warre, which not onely do cauſe homicide, but alſo deſola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of al the worlde. fo. lix.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the grekes made warre in to euery countrey, that was ryche and fer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tyle, but bycauſe Archady was ba<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ayne and poore, it abode ſtyll in peace. fo. lx.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the aunſwere that the ſee rouer made, whan he was taken and brought before kynge Alexander. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶An example of kynge Alexander, and of his vnlefull warres whiche n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtandynge he conquered all the worlde, he was by dethe ſubdued. fo. lxi.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe lyghte forgyuenes doth cauſe offence. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the nature of a byrde, the which hath a viſage lyke to a man. fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</item>
                  <item>¶An example of pite, howe beneficiall it is to mankynde. fo. lxij.</item>
               </list>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <head>¶The contentes of the fourth boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶Of the ſynne of ſlouth, and of his ſpi<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ces, of the which the fyrſt is called Lat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cheſſe. fo. lxiij.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Aeneas lefte Dido behynde hym at Carthage, and howe ſhe ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ewe hir ſelfe. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:5" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <item>¶ The epiſtoll that Penelope wrote to Ylixes in blaminge him for his latches and longe taryenge at Troye fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </item>
                  <item>¶ How the ingenious warke that Groſ teſt was aboute .vii. yere was through laches of a moment all loſte fo. lxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the latches of the fyne foliſſhe virgins fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Of a ſpyce of Slouth called Puſyl<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lanimite fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Pigmalion and his ymage that he made in iuorie fo. lxv.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the kynge Lygdus doughter was tranſformed in to a man fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </item>
                  <item>¶ Of the vyce Foryettylnes fo. lxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Demophon and Phillis, &amp; howe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>nge her ſelfe for loue. fo. lxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the vice of Negligence fo. lxviii.</item>
                  <item>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>owe Phaeton lad his fathers carte; <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>we through negligence be ſet all <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> worlde a fyre. fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>we Dedalus and Icharus his ſon <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the ayre. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ce of Slouthe called ydel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. xix.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the kinge of Armenis daughter <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>me a company of the fairy <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> whom rode a lady alone that ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> horſe haliers fo. lxx.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> auowed to ſacrifice to god <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> came to welcom him home <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> was his owne daughter, that <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> bewayle her virginite fo. lxxi.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> for the cauſe of loue valiant ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hiualrye ſhulde not be lefte at <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> tyme. fo. lxxii.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> Achilles for the loue of Polixe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> to do armes at Troye, fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> Vlyxes was taken by the gre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap> to go to Troye, and what wren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ought to tary at home with his <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. lxxiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Pro<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>eſelaus ſettynge his wi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>yle aparte, had leuer dye ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>rably at Troye, than abyde at home <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ydelnes fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe kinge Saul, not withſtandinge that Samuel and the Phytones tolde him he ſhulde be ſlayne, preferred chy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ualry, and wente to batayle fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Chiro a centaure encoraged A<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>chilles in youth to be hardy fo. lxxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Hercules for loue of Deianire conquered Achilous fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Pentheſilea the quene of Ama<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>zons came to Troye for Hectors ſake, and there dyd dedes of armes fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe for the fame of chiualry Phili<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>menis came to Troye and gatte to haue thre maydens ſent him yerely from the royalme of Amazons fo. lxxv.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Aeneas by his conqueſte gotte the loue of Lauine, and the realme of Italye fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Gentilneſſe is ofte preferred, and what gentilnes is fo. lxxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the diligence of our predeceſſours and theyr doctrine fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the thre ſtones that the philoſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phres made, that is to ſay, Vegeta, Ani<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>mall, and minerall. fo. lxxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Sompnolence, whiche is cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berlayne to Slouth fo. lxxviii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of kinge Leix and Alceon his wyfe, whiche lepte in to the ſee and dreynte hir ſelfe for hir huſbondes ſake fo. lxxix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Lephalus by watchynge gate Aurora his loue fo. lxxx.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Io was tranſformed into a Lowe, and put to the kepinge of Argus by Iuno, and howe Mercurius ſlewe him fo. lxxxi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the laſte ſpyce of Slouthe, called Triſtreſſe which cauſeth wanhope fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Iphis the ſonne of Theucer loued a mayde, and how whan he coude not get her loue he henge him ſelf at her fathers gate, and howe the goddes ther<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>fore turned the mayde in to an harde ſtone fo. lxxxii.</item>
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               <head>☞ The contentis of the fyfte boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶ Of Louetiſe &amp; Auarice, which is the rote of al euels, &amp; of his ſpices fo. lxxxiii.</item>
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                  <item>¶Howe Meda the kynge of Frige vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſcretly deſyred, that euery thynge the whiche he touched, myght be torned in to golde fo. lxxxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the vyce of Ieloſie fo. lxxxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶How Vulcanus toke Venus his wyfe a bedde with Mars, whom to ſe, he cal<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>led all the goddis, and they for his la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour laughed him to ſcorne fo. lxxxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the falſe ſectes of goddes, &amp; how they firſte began by the painims fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</item>
                  <item>¶The piſtoll ſent by the kinge of Brag mans to kynge Alexander fo. xci.</item>
                  <item>¶The fyrſte culture or worſhippinge of ydols fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ The ſeconde that fonde out ymages. fo. xcii.</item>
                  <item>¶The thyrde ymage fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the Iewes Synagoge, the which fayled whan the churche of Chryſte be<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>gan fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the Chryſten feyth fo. xciii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Thoas the high preſte of the Temple of Mynerue, was corrupted with gold, and how he turned his face a ſyde wyttyngly, whyle Anthenor toke a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wey the Palladium. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶A notable ſayenge of ſaynte Gregory touchinge the increace of the Chriſten feyth fo. xciiii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſpice of auarice that is called Couetyſe fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ A great and notable example of the Couetous emperour of Rome calledde Craſſus. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of them that ſerue princes and grut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>che at theyr rewarde fo. xcvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe themperour Frederike herde two poure men ſtryue, of which the one ſayd, that he may wel be ryche, whome the kinge woll, and the other ſayde, he who that god woll, ſhall be ryche, and howe themperour made a proffe therof fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the kynges ſtewarde that ſham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully folde his wyfe for couetouſneſſe of money fo. xcviii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſpices of Auarice called falſe witnes and periurye fo. xcix.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Thetis clothed Achilles hir ſonne in a maydes clothinge, and ſente him to kinge Lychomede, where he lay with his doughter, &amp; got hir with child &amp; bow at laſt he was perceiued fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </item>
                  <item>¶Howe Iaſon wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ne the flees of golde, and after falſly forſoke Medea for loue of Creuſa fo. ci.</item>
                  <item>¶How Medea by her artemagik made olde Eſon that was Iaſons father yonge agayne fo. cv.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the golden flees came fyrſte in to the yle of Colchos fo. cvi</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſpyce of auarice, whiche is called vſurye fo. cvii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Iuno auenged her vpon Eccho for hir baudrye fo. cviii</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſpice of auarice, that is called Scarſneſſe fo. cix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the Romayne nigarde called Babione was deceyued of his fayre loue Viola, by the liberalite and gentilneſſe of Croceus. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of that monſtrous ſpyce of auarice, the whiche is called Ingratitude or vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kyndnes fo. cx.</item>
                  <item>¶ How vnkindely Adrian the Senatour of Rome quytte the kindeneſſe of the poure man called Bardus, which ſaued his lyfe fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe vnkyndly and falſly duke The<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeus quytte the great kyndenes of the yonge lady Ariadne fo. cxii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſpice of auarice, the whiche is called Rauyne, the whoſe mother is cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led Extorcion fo. cxiii.</item>
                  <item>¶How Thereus rauiſſhed Philomene, and howe hir ſyſter Prognes and ſhe did reuenge it fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſpice of auarice, that is called Thefte fo. cxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶How Neptune wolde haue rauiſſhed the fayre virgin Cornix, &amp; howe ſhe was preſerued from him by Pallas. fo. cxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Iupiter tranſformed him ſelfe in to the lykneſſe of a mayden, and ſo ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uiſſhed Caliſto. fo. eodem.</item>
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                  <item>¶what the fayre yonge man Phirinus did, to thende that he wolde kepe his chaſtyte fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶A comendacion of virginite fo. cxviii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the emperour Valentinian re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ioyſed more, that he hadde ſubdued his fleſſhe, &amp; kepte him ſelfe a virgine, than of all his other victories fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſpyce of Couetouſnes, called ſecrete thefte fo. cxix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Phebus defouled the mayde Leucothea, and how hir father therfore buryed hir quycke fo. cxx.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Hercules chaunged raymente with his loue Iole, &amp; howe therby Fau<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> was dſceyued and came to bedde to Hercules fo. cxxii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſpyce of Couetyſe called Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>lege fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of thre great Capytaines that com<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> ſacrylege fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the wrytyng that the hand wrote <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> walle in the tyme of Balthaſar <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. cxxiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ke in Rome that was called <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> whiche committed ſacrylege <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> conſcience fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>owe Paris kinge Priamus ſonne, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ly rauyſſhed in the temple of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ayre Helayne kynge Menalay <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> &amp; howe he ledde hir awaye with <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. cxxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the vertue the whiche is called <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>, that ſtondeth betwene Libe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap> and Prodigalyte fo. cxxvi.</item>
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            <div n="6" type="book">
               <head>The contentis of the ſyxte boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſynne of Glotonny, and of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſpyces that longe therto, Dronke<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip and Delycacy fo. cxxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of Iupiters two tonnes fo. cxxx.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Bacchus beinge deſtitute of drynke for him and his hoſte, prayde vn<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>to Iupiter, and howe he was ſatiſfyed to his mynde fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Tryſtram was of loue dronke on Bell I ſoulde fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the dronken Centaures rauiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhed the fayre Ipotacia the ſame daye that Perithous wedded hir fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Galba and Vitellus two gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tylmen of Spayne for there riote were iuged to deth, and howe they chees to dye beinge dronken fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Of that ſpyce of glotonnye. that is called Delycacy fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶The euangelical exemple of Diues &amp; Lazar ageynſte the delycate fo. cxxxii.</item>
                  <item>¶The delicate ſyght in loue fo. cxxxii.</item>
                  <item>¶The delyte of the ear in loue fo. cxxxiii</item>
                  <item>¶The delycate thought in loue fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
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                  <item>¶The delicacy of Nero fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Delicacy and dronkeneſſe pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uocke carnall concupiſcence fo. cxxxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶The names of bokes and authors, that wrote as welle of naturall as cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed magike. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Vliſſes returninge home from the ſyge of Troye / arriued in the ile of Cilli, where dwelt the great witche Cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, on whome he begate a ſonne that af<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ter ſlewe him fo. cxxxv.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Nectanabus by his arte ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gike deceyued Olimpias king Philippe of Macedones wyfe, whyle be was ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent, and on hir gote Alexander the great Conquerour, and howe he was after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>warde of his owne ſonne the ſame A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lexander ſlayne fo. cxxxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Zoraſtes the fyrſte fynder of art magyk, laughed at his birth, &amp; howe the king of Surrie ſlewe him fo. cxl.</item>
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            <div n="7" type="book">
               <head>☞ The contentis of the .vii. boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶ Of the doctryne of Ariſtotel, whiche he taught Alexander, and how philoſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phie is deuided into thre partes. fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
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                  <item>¶Of Theoryke the fyrſte part of philo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſohie / the which is departed vpon thre, that is to ſay Theologie, Phiſyke, and
<pb facs="tcp:7065:7"/> Mathematike, fyrſte of Theolog<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>. fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of eſſencia, whiche is th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> maner wyſe f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>odem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſeconde parte of Theorike called phiſike fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the thirde parte of Theorike cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led Mathematike whiche conteyneth in it .iiii. ſciences, the fyrſt of them is Arith<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>metike. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Muſike the ſeconde parte of Ma<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>thematike fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ The thirde ſpice of Mathematike, whiche is called Geometrie. fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶The creation of the .iiii. elementes, &amp; of theyr propertes fo. cxlii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the erthe the fyrſt element fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the water the ſecond eleme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t fo. eo</item>
                  <item>¶Of the aire the third element fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
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                  <item>¶Howe the ayre is deuided into thre periferiis fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the firſt periferi of thaire fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
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                  <item>¶Of the ſecond periferi of thaire. fo. eo</item>
                  <item>¶Of the thirde periferi of thair fo. eod</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fleinge fyres in the ayre by nyght, and of theyr names fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fyre the forth eleme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t fo. cxliij.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the foure complexions in man, &amp; fyrſte of Melancolie fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of fleumatike complexion fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of ſanguine complexion fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of Colerike complexion fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the foure manſions that the four complexions haue in mans body fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
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                  <item>¶wherfore the ſtomake ſerueth fo. eod</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the erth after Noes floud was deuided in to thre partes fo. cxliiii.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſee called Oceanum fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fyfte elemente, whiche as the phyloſopher ſayth, conteyneth within his circuite, all thinges vnder heuene, and is called Orbis fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fourth ſpice of Mathematik called Aſtronomye, with the whiche as felowe, aſtrologye is cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ted, and of the vii. planettes, fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the Mone the firſt planet. fo. cxlv.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the ſeconde planete called Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>curye. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of Venus the thyrde planet. fo. eod.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the Sonne, whiche reynninge in the myddes of the planettes, is the chiefe of all the ſterres fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the Sonnes chare, and the dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uers apparayle therof fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fyfte planete whiche is called Mars, fo. cxlvi.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſyxte planete, which is called Iupiter, fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> the ſeuenth planette called Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn, whiche is biher tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the other fo. eo</item>
                  <item>¶Of the .xii. ſygnes fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the firſt ſigne called Aries fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Taurus the .ij. ſygne. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Of Gemini the thyrde ſygne. fo. eod.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Cancer the fourth ſygne fo. eod.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the fifte ſigne called Leo fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
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                  <item>¶Of the ſixte ſigne called Virgo fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the .vii. ſigne called Libra fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the .viii. ſige called Scorpio fo. eo</item>
                  <item>¶Of the .ix. ſigne called ſagittari fo. eo</item>
                  <item>¶Of the .x. ſigne called Capricorn fo eo</item>
                  <item>¶Of the .xi. ſigne called Aquarie fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>Of the .xii. ſigne called Piſces fo. cxlviii</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the doctryne that Nectanabus taught Alexander, and of .xv. principall ſterres with their ſtones &amp; Herbes fo. eo.</item>
                  <item>¶The names of the auctors, that com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piled bokes of Aſtronomy. fo. cxl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the ſeconde parte of philoſophye called Rhetoric, and of the two ſpices therof Grammer and Logic fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶The eloquence of Iulius Ceſar in Ca<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tilins cauſe. fo. cl.</item>
                  <item>¶Of the thirde parte of philoſophye called practike &amp; of the thre ſpices therof Ethic, Economic, and policy fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Fyue ſpeciall rules of policy belon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gynge to a prynce fo. cli.</item>
                  <item>¶ The queſtion of Darius, whether was ſtronger, a kynge, wine, or a wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶An example of the force of loue, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twene Cirus king of Perſe, and Apemen his concubine fo. clii.</item>
                  <item>¶The great trouth and fidelite of the noble Alceſt, wife to king Admete fo. eo.</item>
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                  <item>¶ Of the ſeconde policye belongynge to a kynges maieſtye, whiche Ariſtotel calleth Largeſſe fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe a kynge ſhulde flee the vice of prodigalite. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ A notable example of Iulius Ceſar to encorage a prynce to be lyberall to them that wel deſerue it fo. cliii.</item>
                  <item>¶ An example of kinge Antigonus, how a prynce ſhulde vſe diſcrete moderation in gyftes fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How the ſtate of a kynge ought to be ſupported of his trewe lieges. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How after Aryſtotel, the prodigalite <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> a prynce cauſeth commune pouerte fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe flaterers in princis courtes do <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thre maner wyſe fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Ariſtippus reproued Diogenes, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he wolde not dwele in courte, &amp; <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Diogenes anſwerde him agayne. fo. cliiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Dante the poete aunſwered a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ A notable example agaynſt flatterye, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>me that the Romayns vſed in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>mphe of then emperour fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> An other cuſtome agaynſte flatery, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> Romayns vſed whan theyr Em <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> intromſed fo. clv.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſome that make them ſelfe wyſe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> fooles in thende fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> why <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>tterours ſhulde rather be dry <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of courte than receyue any re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of a prynce fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ How<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> kinge Achas refuſed the trewe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>pheſie of Michee, and to his deſtru<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> credence to the falſe flateryng <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>phet Zedechias fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶The thyrde policy that moſt ſpecially <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>geth vnto a kynge is called Iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſt<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ce. fo. clvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe a kynges maieſtie ſhulde not only be armed with myght and ſtrength but alſo with good lawes fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ The great Iuſtice of Maximine the emperour. fo. clvii.</item>
                  <item>¶The noble ſayenge of Caius Fabrici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us, the which wolde not be corrupted with golde fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the great Iuſtice of Conradus the emperour fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of him that ſlewe him ſelfe for the loue of Iuſtice. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Cambices the kinge of Perſe, cauſed a corrupt iuge to be flayne quicke fo. clviii.</item>
                  <item>¶ what they were, that fyrſte inuented and made lawes, and ſpecially of Licur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gus, whiche preferred the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune welth before his owne. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ The fourthe Policie belongynge to a kinge, whiche is called Pite fo. clix.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe a knyght that was iuged to the deth by Alexander, appeled from the kinges yre vnto his pite. fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ A notable talke of a Iewe that went a fote and a pagane, that rode, through a wyldernes fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Of the great pite of kinge Codrus, whiche to ſaue his people cheeſe to be ſlayne him ſelfe. fo. clx.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Pompeius after he badde take the kynge of Armenye, he lete hym go quyte, ſaienge, It is more noble to make a kynge, than to depoſe a kynge fo. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </item>
                  <item>¶ Of the greate cruelte of Leontiu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> to <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uſtinian fo. clxi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the cruell inuention of the bulle of braſſe, and how Berillus the inuentor was the fyrſt that was turmented ther<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the tyrannous Denyſe, that gaue men to his horſes to eate, was him ſelfe at laſt deuored of horſes. fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the tyraunt Lichaon, for that he made men to eate men was torned in to a wolfe fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶The nature of the Lion fo. clxii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the cruel kinge of Perſe, for that he ſlewe withoute pite thoſe that he conquered, he was at laſt cruelly ſlain him ſelfe fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe lyke as a prynce ought not to be to cruell, ſo be ſhulde not be ouer feynte harted and ferfull fo. clxiii.</item>
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                  <item>¶Of the ſtont ſtomaked Achilles, and the feynt harted Therſites fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Gedeon, with thre hundred men of warre ouer came fyue kynges, in the whoſe hoſte were .lxxxx. thouſande men fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe a kinge is bounde of ryght to ſlee the aduerſaries to iuſtice fo. clxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe kynge Dauid at his laſt ende commanded his ſonne Salomon, that he ſhulde ſlee Ioab without any remiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion. fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Salomon deſyringe of god to haue wiſe dome to gouerne his people, opteyned therwith plenty of all thinges folio eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Lucius the emperour beinge flatered of his conſelours, was tolde the trouth of his foole fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Roboas by enclyning to yonge counſayle, and refuſynge of olde, loſt .x. partes of his kyngedome fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ whether were beter a wiſe prince with yuell counſayle, or a foliſſhe prince with good counſeyle, fo. clxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of Anthonius, whiche by example of Scipio, ſayde, he had leauer to ſaue o <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> his owne people, than ſlee an .L. of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>emes fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he fyfte polycie belongynge to a prynce called chaſtite fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe a prynce to reioyce his mynde ought ſome tyme to beholde beautyfull women. fo. clxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Sardanapaulus became all womanliche, wherby he was ſubdued, and loſt his realme fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe kynge Dauid, for the loue of women lefte not of the exerciſe of knight<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>hode. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶How Cirus the kinge of Perſe coude not ſubdue the Lydes, tyll by diſceyte be cauſed them to falle to lykinges of fleſſhely luſtes fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Amoleche by counſayle of Ba<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>laam ſent feyre women to the hebrewes whiche were cauſe, that the hebrewes were ouercome and diſcomfite fo. clxviii.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Salomon was ouercome with carnall concupiſcence, and howe by then ticiment of his concubines, he dyd wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhyppe falſe goddes. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Achias the prophet ſhewed before vnto Ieroboas the ſon of Nabal, that after Salomons deth he ſhulde reigne ouer .x. tribes of Iſraell fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Arrous the ſonne of Tarquine by a falſe imagination deceyued and ſub<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>dued the Gabiens fo. clxix.</item>
                  <item>¶How and vnder what maner Arrous rauiſhed Lucrece fo. eodem</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the worthy knyght Virginius ſlough his owne doughter, becauſe ſhe ſhulde not leſe her virginite fo. clxxii.</item>
                  <item>¶ A ryght notable example bowe the delite and luſt in maryage ought to be moderate, by the ſeuen husbondes of Sara the doughter of Raguelis, which were ſlayne the fyrſt night of their mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age by a fende called Aſmodius, And howe Thoby was preſeruedde by the counſeile of the angel Raphael fo. eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </item>
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            </div>
            <div n="8" type="book">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> The contentis of the eyght boke.</head>
               <list>
                  <item>¶ Howe ſome in loues cauſe do againſt nature as in theyr kynred and ſy<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rede both contrary to the lawes of reaſone and of the churche fo. clxxiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Caius Calygula lay by his owne thre ſiſters, and afterwarde exiled them. And howe Amon alſo ageynſte kinde rauiſhed his owne ſyſter T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>amar the whiche dede he dere a bought <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>fter<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>warde fo. clxxiiii.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Loth lay by his owne two doughters and gote on them two ſonnes of the which the one was called Moab and the other Amon fo. clxxv.</item>
                  <item>¶A wretched example of a king named Antiochus, whiche defouled his owne doughter, and of the probleme that he put to them, that deſyred to haue her
<pb facs="tcp:7065:9"/> vnto wyfe fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Appolyn of Tyre came to An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tioche, and deſyred the kinges doughter and howe he aſſoyled the kynges pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bleme. fo eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ what the queſtion was, that the kyng Antiochus put to them that deſyred to haue his doughter. fo. clxxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Appolyn for feare of the great and cruelle kynge Antiochus, fledde a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>weye and durſte not abyde in his owne propre countrey fo. clxxvii.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the kynge Antiochus ſente a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ht pryuely to Tyre to ſlee Appolyne <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> poy<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>n. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Appolyn arriued in the hauen of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> and was lodged with Stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe one Hilcane a citezen of Tyre <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o Tharſe, and howe he knewe Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                        <desc>•••••</desc>
                     </gap> and warned hym of Antiochus <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>, and howe Appolyn therfore for <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>rfe, and ſayled to Pentapolyn, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>we he dydde behaue hym ſelfe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. clxxvij.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the kynges doughter of Pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap> loued Appolyn and forſoke all <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>r his ſake that offered to marye <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>d howe atte laſte he maryed <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Appolinus wyfe trauayled on the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> and howe ſhe there dyed, and of the great calamites that felle to hym afterwarde. fo. clxxix.</item>
                  <item>¶ How Appolyn delyuered his dough<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter to nource, and of the wretched chan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces that ſhe had. fo. clxxx.</item>
                  <item>¶ Of the dole and beuynes that Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pol<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> made wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he thought his dough<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter hadde ben deed, and howe at laſte he ſonde her. fo. clxxx. iij.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Apolyn mette with his wyfe that he for deade before hadde caſt in to the ſee. fo. clxxxiiij.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe Apolin toke wreche on Stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gulio and Dionyſe his wyfe for theyr falsheed. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the louer for a fynal concluſion of his confeſſion, deſyred counſayle of his confeſſor. fo. clxxxv.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe fynally Genius enioyneth the louer theſe thynges, that be bolſome for hym. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ The controuerſye that felle betwen the confeſſor and the louer in the ende of his confeſſion fo. clxxxvi.</item>
                  <item>¶ The fourme of a ſupplication that Genius in the louers behalfe delyuered to Venus. fo eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶The aunſwere that Venus made to the ſame ſupplication, after ſhe hadde reſceyued it. fo. clxxxvij.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Venus ſcorneth them, which that in theyr olde age ſette theyr hartes to be louers. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶ Howe the mockynge exhortation of Venus had almoſt ſlayne the louer for ſorowe. fo. eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶The names of the ioly louers bothe yonge and olde that came to comforte this louer in his dedly peyne. fo eodem.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe Cupyde whan he had ſerched the bowels of the louer, and fonde that he was wetheredde awey by age, drewe out of hym his fyry darte. fo. clxxxix.</item>
                  <item>¶Howe the ſtate of manne is compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red to the monthes of the yere. fo. Lxc.</item>
                  <item>¶Here in the ende he maketh a recapi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tulation on that, that he promyſed, tou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chynge loues cauſe, in the begynnynge of the boke: for he concludeth, that all de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lectation of loue out of Charite, is no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thynge. fo. Lxci.</item>
               </list>
            </div>
            <trailer>¶ Thus endeth the table of this warke entitled Gower de Confeſſione Amantis.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div type="dedication">
            <pb facs="tcp:7065:6"/>
            <head>¶To the moſte victorious / and our moſte gracious ſoue<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raigne lorde kynge Henry the .viii. kynge of Englande and of France / Defender of the feyth / and lorde of Irelande. &amp;c.</head>
            <p>
               <seg rend="decorInit">P</seg>Lutarke wryteth / whan Alexander had diſco<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
               <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fyte Darius the kynge of Perſe / amonge other iewels of the ſayde kynges there was founde a curyous lyttell cheſte of great value / whiche the noble kynge Alexander beholdynge / ſayde: This ſame ſhall ſerue for Homere. whiche is noted for the great loue and fauour / that Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ander had vnto lernynge. But this I thynke veryly / that his loue and fauour therto / was not ſo great as your gracis: whiche cauſed me / mooſt victorious / and moſt redoubted ſouerayne lorde / after I had printed this warke / to deuyſe with my ſelfe / whether I myght be ſo bolde to preſente your hyghneſſe with one of them / and ſo in your gracis name putte them forthe. your moſte hygh and moſt princely maieſte abaſſhed and cleane diſcouraged me ſo to do / both bicauſe the preſent (as concernynge the va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lue) was farre to ſymple / as me thought / and bycauſe it was none other wyſe my acte / but as I toke ſome peyne to prynte it more correctly than it was before. And though I ſhulde ſaye / that it was not moche greatter peyne to that excellent clerke the morall Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Gower to compyle the ſame noble warke / than it was to me to prynt it / no man wyll beleue it / without conferring both the printis / the olde and myn to gether. And as I ſtode in this baſſhement / I remembred your incomparable Clemency / the whiche / as I haue my ſelfe ſometyme ſene / moſte graciouſly accepteth the ſklender gyftes of ſmall value / whiche your hyghnes perceyued were offred with great and louynge affection / and that not onely of the nobuls and great eſtates / but alſo of your meane ſubiectes: the whiche ſo mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>che boldeth me agayne / that though I / of all other / am your mooſte humble ſubiecte and ſeruaunt / yet my harte gyueth me / that your hygh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes / as ye are accuſtomed to do / woll of your moſte benigne nature con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider / that I wold with as good wyl / if it were as wel in my power / gyue vnto your grace the moſt goodlyeſt and largeſt cite of all the worlde. And this more ouer I very wel knowe / that both the nobuls and commons of this your moſt noble royalme / ſhall the ſoner accepte this boke / the glad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lyer rede it / and be the more diligent to marke and beare awey the morall doctrines of the ſame / whanne they ſhall ſe hit come forthe vnder your gracis name / whom they with all their very hartes ſo truely loue &amp; drede / whom they knowe ſo excellently well lerned / whome they euer fynde ſo good / ſo iuſte / and ſo gracious a prince. And who ſo euer in redynge of this warke / dothe conſyder it well / ſhal fynde / that it is plentifully ſtuffed and fournyſſhed with manyfolde eloquent reaſons / ſharpe and quicke ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gumentes / and examples of great auctorite / perſwadynge vnto vertue / 
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            <head>Prologus.</head>
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               <head>¶ Hic in primis declarat Ioa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>nes Gower quam ob cauſam preſentem fibellu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> compoſuit &amp; finali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter compfeuit, An. regni regis Ric. ſecundi 16.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Of them / that wryten vs to fore</l>
                  <l>The bokes dwelle: and we therfore</l>
                  <l>Ben taught of that was written tho / </l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>For thy good is / that we alſo</l>
                  <l>In our tyme amonge vs here</l>
                  <l>Do write of newe ſome mattere</l>
                  <l>Enſampled of the olde wyſe:</l>
                  <l>So that it might in ſuche a wiſe</l>
                  <l>(whan we be dede and els where)</l>
                  <l>Beleaue to the worldes ere</l>
                  <l>In tyme comminge after this.</l>
                  <l>And for men ſeyne (and ſothe it is)</l>
                  <l>"That who that all of wiſdome wryte</l>
                  <l>"It dulleth ofte a mannes wytte</l>
                  <l>"To hym that ſhall it all day rede:</l>
                  <l>For thilke cauſe (if that ye rede)</l>
                  <l>I wol go the myddell wey,</l>
                  <l>And wryte a boke bytwene the twey;</l>
                  <l>Somwhat of luſt / and ſomwhat of lore:</l>
                  <l>That of the laſſe / or of the more</l>
                  <l>Some man may lyke of that I wryte.</l>
                  <l>And for that fewe men endyte</l>
                  <l>In our engliſſhe / for to make</l>
                  <l>A boke for Englondes ſake</l>
                  <l>The yere .xvi. of kynge Richard.</l>
                  <l>what ſhall bifalle here afterward</l>
                  <l>God wote / for nowe vpon this tyde</l>
                  <l>Men ſe the worlde on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſe ſo diuerſed,</l>
                  <l>That it wel nygh ſtant all reuerſed.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>Als for to ſpeke of tyme ago.</l>
                  <l>The cauſe why it chaungeth ſo</l>
                  <l>It nedeth nought to ſpecifye;</l>
                  <l>The thynge ſo open is at the eye</l>
                  <l>That euery man it may beholde.</l>
                  <l>And netheles by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>whan that the bokes weren leuer,</l>
                  <l>"writinge was beloued euer</l>
                  <l>"Of them that weren vertuous</l>
                  <l>For here in erthe amonge vs</l>
                  <l>If no man wryte howe it ſtode;</l>
                  <l>The pris of them that were good</l>
                  <l>Shulde as who ſayth a great partye</l>
                  <l>Be loſte: ſo for to magnifye</l>
                  <l>The worthy princes / that tho were,</l>
                  <l>The bokes ſhewen here and there;</l>
                  <l>wherof the worlde enſampled is:</l>
                  <l>And tho that diden then amys</l>
                  <l>Through tyranny and cruelte,</l>
                  <l>Ryght as they ſtonden in degre</l>
                  <l>So was the wrytinge of the werke.</l>
                  <l>Thus I whiche am a borell clerke</l>
                  <l>Purpoſe for to wryte a boke</l>
                  <l>After the worlde that why lome toke</l>
                  <l>Longe tyme in olde dayes paſſed:</l>
                  <l>But for men ſeyn it is nowe laſſed</l>
                  <l>In wers plyght than it was tho</l>
                  <l>I thynke for to touche alſo</l>
                  <l>The worlde / whiche neweth euery daye,</l>
                  <l>So as I can / ſo as I may:</l>
                  <l>Though I ſekeneſſe haue vpon honde</l>
                  <l>And longe haue had / yet wol I fonde</l>
                  <l>To wryte / and do my beſyneſſe;</l>
                  <l>That in ſome partye (ſo as I geſſe)</l>
                  <l>The wyſe man may be aduyſed:</l>
                  <l>For this prologue is ſo aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>That it to wiſedome all belongeth.</l>
                  <l>That wyſe man that it vndertongeth,</l>
                  <l>He ſhall drawe in to remembraunce</l>
                  <l>"The fortune of the worldes chaunce;</l>
                  <l>"The whiche no man in his perſone</l>
                  <l>"May knowe but the god allone.</l>
                  <l>whan the prologue is ſo diſpended</l>
                  <l>The boke ſhall afterwarde be ended</l>
                  <l>"Of loue / whiche dothe many a wondre,</l>
                  <l>"And many a wiſe man hath put vnder:</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe I thynke to treate</l>
                  <l>Towarde them / that nowe be greate,</l>
                  <l>Betwene the vertue and the vyce;</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth vnto this office.</l>
                  <l>But for my wyttes ben to ſmale</l>
                  <l>To telle euery mannes tale;</l>
                  <l>This boke vpon amendement</l>
                  <l>To ſtonde at his commaundement</l>
                  <l>(with whom myn herte is of acorde)</l>
                  <l>I ſende vnto myn owne lorde</l>
                  <l>whiche of Lancaſtre is Henry named:</l>
                  <l>The hyghe god hath hym proclamed</l>
                  <l>Full of knyghthode and al grace.</l>
                  <l>So wolde I nowe this werke embrace</l>
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                  <l>with holle truſte and holle beleue.</l>
                  <l>God graunte I mote it well acheue.</l>
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            <div type="encomium">
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
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               <l>¶ If I ſhall drawe in to my mynde</l>
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               <l>The worlde is chaunged ouerall</l>
               <l>And therof moſte in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>That loue is falle in to diſcorde</l>
               <l>And that I take in to recorde</l>
               <l>Of euery londe for his partye</l>
               <l>The comen voyce / whiche may not lye</l>
               <l>Nought vpon one but vpon all</l>
               <l>Is that men nowe clepe and calle</l>
               <l>And ſeyn / that reignes bene deuided</l>
               <l>In ſtede of loue is hate guyded</l>
               <l>The werre wol no pees purchace</l>
               <l>And lawe hath take her double face</l>
               <l>So that Iuſtice out of the way</l>
               <l>with ryghtwyſenes is gone away</l>
               <l>And thus to loke on euery halue</l>
               <l>Men ſene the ſore without ſalue</l>
               <l>whiche all the worlde hath ouertake</l>
               <l>Ther is no reigne of all out take</l>
               <l>For euery clymat hath his dele</l>
               <l>After the turnynge of the whele</l>
               <l>whiche blynde fortune ouerthroweth</l>
               <l>wherof the certayne no man knoweth</l>
               <l>The heuen wote what is to done</l>
               <l>But we that dwelle vnder the mone</l>
               <l>Stonde in this worlde vpon a were</l>
               <l>And namely but the power</l>
               <l>Of them that bene the worldes guides</l>
               <l>with good counſeylle on all ſides</l>
               <l>Ben kept vpright in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>That hate breke nought thaſſiſe</l>
               <l>Of loue / whiche is all the chiefe</l>
               <l>To kepe a reigne out of miſchiefe</l>
               <l>For all reaſon wolde this</l>
               <l>That vnto him / whiche the heed is</l>
               <l>The membres buxom ſhall bowe</l>
               <l>And he ſhulde eke their trouth alowe</l>
               <l>with all his hert / and make them chere</l>
               <l>For good counſeyll is good to here</l>
               <l>All though a man be wyſe hym ſelue</l>
               <l>yet is the wyſdome more of twelue</l>
               <l>And if they ſtonde both in one</l>
               <l>To hope it were then anone</l>
               <l>That god his grace wolde ſende</l>
               <l>To make of thylke werre an ende</l>
               <l>whiche euery day nowe groweth newe</l>
               <l>And that is greately for to rewe</l>
               <l>In ſpecyall for Chriſtes ſake</l>
               <l>whiche wolde his owne lyfe forſake</l>
               <l>Amonge the men to yeuen pees</l>
               <l>But nowe men tellen netheles</l>
               <l>That loue is from the worlde departed</l>
               <l>So ſtant the pees yneuen parted</l>
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               <l>with them that lyuen now a dayes</l>
               <l>But for to loke at all aſſayes</l>
               <l>To hym / that wold reſon ſeche</l>
               <l>After the comen worldes ſpeche</l>
               <l>It is to wonder of thylke werre</l>
               <l>In which none wote who hath the wer</l>
               <l>For euery lond hym ſelfe deceyueth</l>
               <l>And of dyſeſe his parte receyueth</l>
               <l>And yet take men no kepe</l>
               <l>But thylke lorde / whiche all may kepe</l>
               <l>To whom no counſeyll may be hyd</l>
               <l>Vpon the worlde / whiche is betide</l>
               <l>Amende that / wherof men pleyne</l>
               <l>with trewe hertes and with pleyne</l>
               <l>And reconſele loue agayne</l>
               <l>As he / whiche is kynge ſouerayne</l>
               <l>Of all the worldes gouernaunce</l>
               <l>And of his hygh purueyance</l>
               <l>Afferme pece bytwene the londes / </l>
               <l>And take their cauſe in to his bondes</l>
               <l>So that the world may ſtande appeſed</l>
               <l>And his godheede alſo be pleſed</l>
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                  <l>Quas coluit Moſes uetꝰ, aut nouus ipſe Ioa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>nes,</l>
                  <l>Heſternas leges uix colit iſta dies.</l>
                  <l>Sic prius Eccleſia bina uirtute polita</l>
                  <l>Nunc magis inculta pallet u<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
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                        <am>
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                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> uia.</l>
                  <l>Pacificam Petri naginam mucro reſumens</l>
                  <l>Horruit ad Chriſti uerba cruoris iter.</l>
                  <l>Nunc tamen aſsiduo gladiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> de ſanguine tinctu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Vibrat auaricia lege repente ſacra.</l>
                  <l>Sic lupꝰ eſt paſtor, pat hoſtis, mors miſerator,</l>
                  <l>Praedo<expan>
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                        <ex>que</ex>
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               <head>¶De ſtatu cferi vt dicunt ſecundu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſpu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>aſia, videlicet tempore Roberti Giſbonen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
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               <lg>
                  <l>¶To thynke vpon the dayes olde</l>
                  <l>The lyfe of clerkes to beholde</l>
                  <l>Men ſeyn how that they were tho</l>
                  <l>Enſample / and rewle of all tho</l>
                  <l>which of wiſdome the vertue ſoughten</l>
                  <l>Vnto the god fyrſte they beſoughten</l>
                  <l>As to the ſubſtaunce of their ſchole</l>
                  <l>That they ne ſholde not befole</l>
                  <l>Her wytre vpon none erthly werkes</l>
                  <l>whiche were ayene the aſtate of clerkes</l>
                  <l>And that they myghten flee the vyce</l>
                  <l>whiche Symon hath in his offyce</l>
                  <l>wherof he taketh golde in bonde</l>
                  <l>For thylke tyme (I vnderſtonde)</l>
                  <l>The lumbarde made non eſchaunge</l>
                  <l>The biſſhopryches for to chaunge</l>
                  <l>Ne yet a letter for to ſende</l>
                  <l>For dignyte / ne for prouende</l>
                  <l>Or cured / or without cure</l>
                  <l>The churche kay in aduenture</l>
                  <l>Of armes and of brigantaylle</l>
                  <l>Stode no thynge then vpon bataylle</l>
                  <l>To fyght or for to make cheſte</l>
                  <l>It thought them then not honeſte</l>
                  <l>But of ſymplycite and pacyence</l>
                  <l>They maden then no defence</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The courte of worldly regallie</l>
                  <l>To them was then no bayllie</l>
                  <l>The vayne honour was nought deſired</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the proude herte fyred</l>
                  <l>The humylite was tho withholde</l>
                  <l>And pryde was a vyce holde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of holy churche the largeſſe / </l>
                  <l>yafe then and dyd great almeſſe</l>
                  <l>To poure men that had nede</l>
                  <l>They were eke chaſt in word and dede</l>
                  <l>wherof the people enſample toke</l>
                  <l>Their luſt was all vpon the boke</l>
                  <l>Or for to preche or for to pray</l>
                  <l>To wyſſe men the ryght waye</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche as ſtode of trouth vnlered</l>
                  <l>Lo thus is Peters bargeſtered</l>
                  <l>Of them that thylke tyme were</l>
                  <l>And thus came fyrſte to mannes ere</l>
                  <l>The feyth of Chriſte and all good</l>
                  <l>Through them that then were good</l>
                  <l>And ſobre / and chaſte / and large &amp; wiſe</l>
                  <l>And nowe (men ſeyn) is other wyfe</l>
                  <l>Symon the cauſe hath vndertake</l>
                  <l>The worldes ſwerde in hond is take</l>
                  <l>And that is wounder netheles</l>
                  <l>whan Chriſte him ſelfe hath bode pees</l>
                  <l>And ſet it in his teſtement</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>How nowe that holy churche is went</l>
                  <l>Of that their lawe poſytife</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet to make werre and ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>For wordli goodes / which may not laſt</l>
                  <l>God wote the cauſe to the laſt</l>
                  <l>Of euery ryght and wronge alſo</l>
                  <l>But whyle the lawe is ruled ſo</l>
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                  <l>That clerkes to the werre intende</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
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                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> howe that they ſhall amende</l>
                  <l>The wofull worlde in other thynges</l>
                  <l>To make peace bytwen kynges</l>
                  <l>After the lawe of charyte</l>
                  <l>whiche is the propre dewte</l>
                  <l>Belonged vnto the preeſthode</l>
                  <l>But <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> it thynketh to manhode.</l>
                  <l>The heuen is for the worlde is nyghe</l>
                  <l>And vayne glorye is eke ſo ſlygh</l>
                  <l>whiche couetyſe hath nowe withholde</l>
                  <l>That they none other thynge beholde</l>
                  <l>But only that they myghten wynne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thus the werres they begynne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the holy churche is taxed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he poynt as it is axed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> goth to the batayle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> Chriſte myght not auayle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> them ryght by other waye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſworde the churche kaye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and the holy bede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>rge and euery ſtede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſtonde vpon the feythe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> care leythe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the quarele</l>
                  <l>
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                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> be the worldes hele</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the peſtylence</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
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                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>pelled pacience</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> bewed ouerall</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> whan they be greued</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>gorie be beleued</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the bokes writte / </l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſomdele for to witte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of thylke prelacye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> is nought of companye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ure for to take</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> for pryde of thylke aſtate</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> a name of a prelate</l>
                  <l>He ſhall by reſon do profyte</l>
                  <l>In holy Churche vpon the plyte</l>
                  <l>That he hath ſet his conſcyence</l>
                  <l>But in the worldes reuerence</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> be of ſuche many gladde</l>
                  <l>wha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> they to thylke aſtate be made</l>
                  <l>Nought for the meryte of the charge</l>
                  <l>But for they wolde hem ſelfe diſcharge</l>
                  <l>Of pouerte / and become grete / </l>
                  <l>And thus for pompe and for beycte</l>
                  <l>The ſcribe and eke the phariſee</l>
                  <l>Of Moyſes vpon the ſee</l>
                  <l>In the chayre on high ben ſette</l>
                  <l>wherof the feyth is ofte lette</l>
                  <l>whiche is betake them to kepe</l>
                  <l>In Chriſtes cauſe all day they ſlepe</l>
                  <l>But of the worlde is nought foryete</l>
                  <l>For well is hym / that nowe may gete</l>
                  <l>Offyce in court to be honoured</l>
                  <l>The ſtronge Coffre hath all deuoured</l>
                  <l>Vnder the keye of auarice</l>
                  <l>The treſour of the benefice</l>
                  <l>wherof the poure ſhulden clothe</l>
                  <l>And ete / and drynke / and houſe bothe</l>
                  <l>The charite goth all ynknowe</l>
                  <l>For they no greyne of pite ſowe</l>
                  <l>And ſlouthe kepethe the librarye</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth to the ſeintuarye</l>
                  <l>To ſtudy vpon the worldes lore</l>
                  <l>Suffiſeth nought without more</l>
                  <l>Delicacie his ſwete tothe</l>
                  <l>Hath ſuffred ſo that it fordothe</l>
                  <l>Of abſtinence all that ther is</l>
                  <l>And for to loken ouer this</l>
                  <l>If Ethna brenne in the clergye</l>
                  <l>Al openly to mannes eye</l>
                  <l>At Auignon thexperyence</l>
                  <l>Therof hath youen an euidence</l>
                  <l>Of that men ſeen them ſo deuided</l>
                  <l>And yet the cauſe is nought decided / </l>
                  <l>But it is ſaide / and euer ſhall</l>
                  <l>Bitwene two ſtooles is the fall</l>
                  <l>whan that men wenen beſt to ſytte</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>In holy churche of ſuche a ſlitte</l>
                  <l>Is for to rewe vnto vs alle</l>
                  <l>God graunte it mote welle befalle</l>
                  <l>Towardes him which hath the trouth</l>
                  <l>But ofte is ſeen / that moche ſlouth</l>
                  <l>whan men ben drunken of the cuppe</l>
                  <l>Doth moche harme / wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the fire is vp</l>
                  <l>But if ſomwho the flame ſtaunche</l>
                  <l>And ſo to ſpeke vpon this braunche</l>
                  <l>which proud enuie hath made to ſpring</l>
                  <l>Of ſciſme cauſeth for to bringe</l>
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                  <l>This newe ſecte of lollardye</l>
                  <l>And alſo many an bereſye</l>
                  <l>Amonge the clerkes in them ſelue</l>
                  <l>It were better dyke and delue</l>
                  <l>And ſtonde vpon the ryght feyth</l>
                  <l>Than knowe all that the bible ſeyth</l>
                  <l>And erre / as ſome clerkes do</l>
                  <l>Vpon an honde to weare a ſho</l>
                  <l>And ſet vpon the foote a gloue</l>
                  <l>Acordeth not to the behoue</l>
                  <l>Of reſonable mannes vſe</l>
                  <l>If men behelden the vertuſe</l>
                  <l>That Chriſte in erthe taught here</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde not in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>Amonge them / that be holde wyſe</l>
                  <l>The papacye ſo deſguyſe / </l>
                  <l>Vpon dyuers electyon</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant after thaffecton</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry londes all aboute</l>
                  <l>But whan god woll / it ſhall weare out</l>
                  <l>For trouthe mote ſtande at laſte</l>
                  <l>But yet they argumenten faſte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the pope / and his aſtate</l>
                  <l>wherof they fallen in great debate</l>
                  <l>This clerke ſayde ye / that other nay</l>
                  <l>And thus they dryue forthe the daye</l>
                  <l>And eche of them hym ſelfe amendeth</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good: but none entendeth</l>
                  <l>To that / whiche commen profyte were</l>
                  <l>They ſeyen / that god is myghty there</l>
                  <l>And ſhall ordeyne / what he wylle</l>
                  <l>There make they none other ſkyll</l>
                  <l>where is the peryll of the feyth / </l>
                  <l>But euery clerke his herte leyth</l>
                  <l>To kepe his worlde in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>And of the cauſe generall</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto holy churche longeth</l>
                  <l>Is none of them that vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>To ſhapen any reſyſtence / </l>
                  <l>And thus the ryght hath no defence</l>
                  <l>But there I loue / there I holde</l>
                  <l>Lo thus to broke is Chriſtes folde</l>
                  <l>wherof the flocke without guyde</l>
                  <l>Deuourd is on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>In lacke of them / that be vnware</l>
                  <l>Shepherdes / which their wittꝭ beware</l>
                  <l>Vpon the worlde in other halue</l>
                  <l>The ſharpe prycke in ſtede of ſalue</l>
                  <l>They vſen nowe / wherof the bele</l>
                  <l>They hurte of that they ſhulde hele</l>
                  <l>what ſhepe / that is full of wulle</l>
                  <l>Vpon his backe they toſe and pulle</l>
                  <l>whyle ther is any thynge to pylle</l>
                  <l>And though there be none other ſkylle</l>
                  <l>But onely for they wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>They leaue nought / whan they beginne</l>
                  <l>Vpon theyr acte to procede</l>
                  <l>whiche is no good ſhepeherdes dede</l>
                  <l>And vpon this / alſo men ſeyn</l>
                  <l>That fro the leſe / whiche is pleyne</l>
                  <l>In to the breres they forcatche</l>
                  <l>Here of for that they wolden lache</l>
                  <l>with ſuche dureſſe / and ſo bereue</l>
                  <l>That ſhall vpon the thornes leue</l>
                  <l>Of wolle / whiche the brere hath tore</l>
                  <l>wherof the ſhepe ben all to tore</l>
                  <l>Of that the herdes make them leſe</l>
                  <l>Lo how they feynen chalke for cheſe</l>
                  <l>For though they ſpeke and teche w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
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                  </l>
                  <l>They done them ſelfe therof no dele</l>
                  <l>For if the wolfe come in the wey</l>
                  <l>Their goſtly ſtaffe is then a weye</l>
                  <l>wherof they ſhuld their flocke defende</l>
                  <l>But if the poure ſhepe offende</l>
                  <l>In any thynge / though it be lyte</l>
                  <l>They ben all redy for to ſmyte</l>
                  <l>And thus howe euer that they tale</l>
                  <l>The ſtrokes falle vpon the ſmale</l>
                  <l>And vpon other that bene greate</l>
                  <l>Them lacketh hert for to beate</l>
                  <l>So that vnder the clerkes lawe</l>
                  <l>Men ſeen the merell all myſdrawe</l>
                  <l>I woll not ſaye in generall</l>
                  <l>For there be ſomme in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>In whome that all vertue dwelleth</l>
                  <l>And tho bene / as the apoſtel telleth</l>
                  <l>Qui vocantur a deo tanquam Aaron</l>
                  <l>That god of his election</l>
                  <l>Hath cleped to perfection</l>
                  <l>In the maner as Aaron was</l>
                  <l>They be nothynge in thylke cas</l>
                  <l>Of Symon / whiche the foldes gate</l>
                  <l>Hath lete / and goth in other gate</l>
                  <l>But they gone in the ryght weye</l>
                  <l>¶There bene alſo ſomme (as men ſey)</l>
                  <l>That folowen Symon atte heles</l>
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                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
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                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> goth vpon wheles</l>
                  <l>Of cou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ſe and worldes pryde</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> holy churche goth beſyde</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>che ſheweth outwarde a vyſage</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> is nought in the courage</l>
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                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> men loke in holy churche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> the worde / &amp; that they worche</l>
                  <l>There is a full great difference</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>chen vs in audyence</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> man ſhall his ſoule empeyre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> but a chery feyre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> worldes good ſo as they telle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſayen there is an helle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> vnto mannys ſynne is due</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> vs therfore eſchewe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> is and do the good</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> their wordes vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>th they wolde do the ſame</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> betwene erneſt and game</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> to <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ueth otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> they deuyſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> is thylke dede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> to clothe and fede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſoke and for to parte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> good but they departe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ought fro that they haue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> good is to ſaue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and with abſtynence</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the contynence</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> for to ſpeke of that</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> thrike body fat</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> with deynte meates kepe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſofte for to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> hath elies of is wylle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſhall ſtonde ſtylle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>les I can not ſay</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ter that I myſſay</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd of this / how euer it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> and wyll nought vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> therof haue I nought to done</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that made fyrſt the mone</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ghe god of his goodnes</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> therof cauſe he it redreſſe</l>
                  <l>But what that any man can accuſe</l>
                  <l>This may reſon of trouthe excuſe</l>
                  <l>The vyce of them that ben vngood</l>
                  <l>Is <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> repreefe vnto the good</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> euery man his owne werkes</l>
                  <l>Shall beare / and thus as of the clerkes</l>
                  <l>The good men ben to commende</l>
                  <l>And all theſe other god amende</l>
                  <l>For they be to the worldes eye</l>
                  <l>The myrrour of examplarye</l>
                  <l>To reulen and taken hede</l>
                  <l>Betwene the men / and the godhede</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Vulga<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> is populus regali lege ſubactus</l>
                  <l>Dum iacet ut mitis digna ſubibit onus:</l>
                  <l>Si caput extollat, et lex ſua frena relaxat,</l>
                  <l>Vt ſibi nelle iubet, tygridis inſtar habet.</l>
                  <l>Ignis a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ua domina<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s duo ſunt pietate carentes,</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> a tamen plebis eſt uiolenta magis.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶De ſtatu plebis / vt dicunt / ſecu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dum accidentia mutabifia.</head>
               <l>NOwe for to ſpeke of the comune</l>
               <l>It is to drede of that fortune</l>
               <l>whiche hath befalle in ſondry londes</l>
               <l>But ofte for defaute of bondes</l>
               <l>Al ſodeinly / er it be wyſt</l>
               <l>A tunne / whan his lye aryſt</l>
               <l>To breketh / and ronneth all aboute</l>
               <l>whiche elles ſhulde nought gone out</l>
               <l>And eke full ofte a lytell ſkar</l>
               <l>Vpon a banke / er men be ware</l>
               <l>Let i<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the ſtreme / which with gret peyne</l>
               <l>If any man it ſhall reſtreyne</l>
               <l>where lawe faylleth / errour groweth</l>
               <l>He is not wyſe / who that ne troweth</l>
               <l>For it hath proued oft er this</l>
               <l>And thus the common clamour is</l>
               <l>In euery londe / where peple dwelleth</l>
               <l>And eche in his compleynte telleth</l>
               <l>How that the worlde is my ſwent</l>
               <l>And therupon his argument</l>
               <l>yeueth euery man in ſondry wyſe</l>
               <l>But what man wolde hym ſelfe auyſe</l>
               <l>His conſcyence / and nought my ſuſe</l>
               <l>He may well at the fyrſt excuſe</l>
               <l>His god / whiche euer ſtant in one</l>
               <l>In hym there is defaute non</l>
               <l>So muſt it ſtonde vpon vs ſelue</l>
               <l>Nought only vpon ten ne twelue</l>
               <l>But plenerly vpon vs alle</l>
               <l>For man is cauſe of that ſhall falle</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Nota contra hoc / quod aſiqui ſortem Fortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ne / aſiqui influentia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> planetaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ponu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t / per quod
<pb n="4" facs="tcp:7065:12"/> (vi dicitur) rerum euentue neceſſario contingit / ſed potius dicendum eſt / quod ea que nos proſye ra et aduerſa in hoc mundo vocamus / ſecundum merita et demerita hominum / digno dei iudicio proueniunt.</head>
               <l>¶ And netbeles yet ſomme men wryte</l>
               <l>And ſayn fortune is to wyte / </l>
               <l>And ſome men holde opinion</l>
               <l>That it is conſtellacion / </l>
               <l>whiche cauſeth all that a man dothe</l>
               <l>God wote of bothe whiche is ſothe / </l>
               <l>The worlde / as of his propre kynde</l>
               <l>was euer vntrew / and as the blynde</l>
               <l>Improperly he demeth fame</l>
               <l>He blameth / that is nought to blame</l>
               <l>And preyſeth / that is nought to preyſe</l>
               <l>Thus whan he ſhall the thynges peyſe</l>
               <l>Ther is deceyt in his balaunce</l>
               <l>And all is that the varyaunce</l>
               <l>Of vs / that ſhulde vs beter auyſe</l>
               <l>For after that we fall and ryſe</l>
               <l>The worlde ariſte / and falleth with all</l>
               <l>So that the man is ouer all</l>
               <l>His owne cauſe of wele and wo</l>
               <l>That we fortune clepe ſo</l>
               <l>Out of the man hym ſelfe it groweth</l>
               <l>And who that other wyſe troweth / </l>
               <l>Beholde the people of Iſrael</l>
               <l>For euer / whyle they dydden welle</l>
               <l>Fortune was them debonayre</l>
               <l>And when they dydden the contrayre</l>
               <l>Fortune was contrary ende</l>
               <l>So that it proueth wele at ende</l>
               <l>why that the worlde is wonderful</l>
               <l>And may no whyle ſtande full / </l>
               <l>Though that it ſeme wele beſcyn / </l>
               <l>For euery worldes thynge is vayne</l>
               <l>And euer goth the whele about / </l>
               <l>And euer ſtant a man in doute / </l>
               <l>Fortune ſtant no whyle ſtylle</l>
               <l>So bath ther no man his wylle</l>
               <l>Als far as any man may knowe</l>
               <l>There laſteth no thynge but a throwe</l>
               <q>
                  <bibl>Boetius.</bibl>
                  <p>O quam duſcedo humane vite muſta amaritu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dine aſperſa eft.</p>
               </q>
               <l>¶The worlde ſtante euer vpon debate</l>
               <l>So may be ſyker none aſtate / </l>
               <l>Now here / now there / now to / nowe fro</l>
               <l>Now vp / now doun / the world goth ſo</l>
               <l>And euer hath done / and euer ſhall</l>
               <l>wherof I fynde in ſpecyal</l>
               <l>A tale wryten in the byble</l>
               <l>whiche muſt nedes be credible</l>
               <l>And that as in concluſyon / </l>
               <l>Seyth / that vpon diuiſyon</l>
               <l>Stant / why no worldes thing may laſte</l>
               <l>Tyl it be dryue to the laſte</l>
               <l>And fro the fyrſt reygne of all</l>
               <l>Vnto this daye howe ſo befall</l>
               <l>Of that the reygnes be meuable</l>
               <l>The man hym ſelfe hath be culpable</l>
               <l>whiche of his gouernaunce</l>
               <l>Fortuneth all the worldes chaunce</l>
               <q>
                  <l>Proſper et aduerſus obliquo tramite uerſus</l>
                  <l>Immundus mundus decipit omne genus</l>
                  <l>Mundus in euentu uerſatur, ut alea ca<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>u,</l>
                  <l>Quam celer in ludis iactat auara manus</l>
                  <l>Sicut imago uiri uariantur tempora mundi,</l>
                  <l>Stat<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> nihil firmum praeter amare deum.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Hic in prologo tractat de ſtaiua illa / qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ey Nabugodonoſor viderat in fomm<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> / cu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>a capu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> aureum / pectus argenteum / vente<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> enens, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ferrer / pedum vero quedam pa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ferica <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ch<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> fictifis videbatur: fub qua memororu di<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſecundum Damefis expoſitionem hu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>us <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> variatio figurabatur.</head>
               <l>¶The high almyghty purucyaunce</l>
               <l>In whoſe eterne remembraunce</l>
               <l>From fyrſt was euery thynge preſent</l>
               <l>He hath his prophecye ſent</l>
               <l>In ſuche a wyſe / as thou ſhalt here</l>
               <l>To Daniel of this matere</l>
               <l>How that this world ſhal torne &amp; we<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>Tyll it be falle vnto his ende</l>
               <l>wherof the tale tell I ſhall</l>
               <l>In whiche is betokoned all</l>
               <l>¶As Nabugodonoſor ſlepte</l>
               <l>A ſweuen him toke / the whiche he kept</l>
               <l>Til on the morowe he was aryſe</l>
               <l>For therof he was ſore agryſe</l>
               <l>Tyl Daniell his dreme he tolde</l>
               <l>And prayed hym fayre / that he wolde</l>
               <l>A rede what it token may</l>
               <l>And ſayde / a bedde where I lay</l>
               <l>Me thought I ſeyghe vpon a ſtage</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:13"/>
               <l>where ſtoode a wonder ſtraunge ymage</l>
               <l>His beed with all the necke alſo</l>
               <l>They were of fyne golde bothe two</l>
               <l>His breſte his ſhulders / and his armes</l>
               <l>were all of ſyluer / but tharmes</l>
               <l>The wombe and all downe to the kne</l>
               <l>Of b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>as they were vpon to ſe</l>
               <l>His legges they were made all of ſteele</l>
               <l>So were his feete alſo ſomdele</l>
               <l>And ſomedele parte to them was take</l>
               <l>Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rthe whiche men pottes make</l>
               <l>The <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ble mengled was with the ſtrong</l>
               <l>So myght it not ſtande longe</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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               <l>¶ And tho me thought / that I ſyghe</l>
               <l>
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                  </gap> from an bylle an highe</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> of ſodeyne auenture</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> of this figure</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
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               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> was the ſwenen which he had</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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               <l>
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               <l>
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                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
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               <l>
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                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> to nought all ouer paſſe</l>
               <l>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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               <l>
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                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
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               <l>To wh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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               <l>Depectore argenteo.</l>
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               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> a worlde of la e worthe.</l>
               <l>De ventre eneo.</l>
               <l>¶ And after that the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>oken of a wers world it was</l>
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               <l>De tibeis ferreis</l>
               <l>¶But yet the werſte of euery dele</l>
               <l>Is laſt / that when of erth and ſteele</l>
               <l>He ſawe the fete departed ſo</l>
               <l>For that betokeneth moche wo</l>
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               <head>¶ De ſignificatione pedum, que ex duabus ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terus diſcordantibus ad inuſee<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> diuiſi extiterunt.</head>
               <l>¶ whan that the worlde deuided is</l>
               <l>It mot algate fare amys</l>
               <l>For erthe / whiche mengled is with ſtele</l>
               <l>To gydre may not laſte wele</l>
               <l>But if that one that other waſte</l>
               <l>So mote it nedes falle at the laſte</l>
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               <head>¶ De ſapide ſtatuam confringente.</head>
               <l>The ſtone / whiche fro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that bylly ſtage</l>
               <l>He ſawe downe falle on that ymage</l>
               <l>And hath it in to poudre broke</l>
               <l>That ſweuen hath Daniel vnloke</l>
               <l>And ſayde / that it is goddes myght</l>
               <l>whiche whan men wene moſte vpright</l>
               <l>To ſtonde / ſhall them ouer caſte</l>
               <l>And that is of this worlde the laſte</l>
               <l>And than a newe ſhall begynne</l>
               <l>From whiche a man ſhal neuer twinne</l>
               <l>Or all to payne / or all to pees</l>
               <l>That worlde ſhall laſte endles.</l>
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               <head>¶ Hic ſeribit, quaſiter huius ſeculi regna bariſo mutationibus, preut in dicta ſtatua figura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>batur, ſecu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dum temporum diftinetiones ſenſibiliter hactenus duminuuntur.</head>
               <l>¶Lo thus expowned Daniel</l>
               <l>The kynges ſweuen faire and wel</l>
               <l>In Babylone the cyte</l>
               <l>where that the wyſeſt of Laldee</l>
               <l>He couden wytte what it mente</l>
               <l>But be tolde all the hoole entente</l>
               <l>As in partie it is befalle</l>
               <l>Of golde the fyrſt regne of all</l>
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               <head>¶ De ſeculo aureo, quod in capite ſtatue deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gnatum eſt a tempore in ſuis Nabugodonoſoria regis Caſdee vſ<expan>
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               <l>was in that kynges tyme tho</l>
               <l>And laſt many dayes ſo</l>
               <l>There / whiles that the monarchye</l>
               <l>Of all the worlde in that partye</l>
               <l>To Babylone was ſubgette</l>
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               <l>And helde hym ſtyll in ſuche a plight</l>
               <l>Tyll that the worlde began dyuerſe</l>
               <l>And that was / wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the kynge of Perſe</l>
               <l>whiche Lyrus hyght / ayen the pees</l>
               <l>Forthe with his ſonne Lambyſes</l>
               <l>Of Babylone all that Empyre</l>
               <l>Ryght as they wolde them ſelfe deſire</l>
               <l>Put vnder in ſubiection</l>
               <l>And toke it in poſſeſſion</l>
               <l>And ſlayne was Baltaſar the kynge</l>
               <l>whiche loſt his reigne / &amp; all his thynge</l>
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               <head>¶ De ſeculo argented / quod in pectore deſigna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum eſt a tempore ipſius regis Cyri vſque in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gnum Alexandri regis Macedonie.</head>
               <l>¶ And thus whan they had it wonne</l>
               <l>The worlde of ſyluer was begonne</l>
               <l>And that of golde was paſſed out</l>
               <l>And in thus wyſe it goth aboute</l>
               <l>In to the reigne of Darius</l>
               <l>And than it felle to Perſe thus</l>
               <l>There Alexander put them vnder</l>
               <l>which wroght of armes many a wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>der</l>
               <l>So that the monarchie lefte</l>
               <l>with grekes / and their aſtate vp lefte</l>
               <l>And Perſiens gone vnder foote</l>
               <l>So ſuffre they / that nedes mote</l>
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               <head>¶De ſeculo eneo, quod in ve<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>fte deſignatum eſt a tempore ipſius Alexandri vſque in regnu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lu Romanorum imperatoris.</head>
               <l>¶And tho the worlde began of bras</l>
               <l>And that of ſiluer ended was</l>
               <l>But for the tyme thus it laſte</l>
               <l>Tyll it befelle / that at laſte</l>
               <l>This king / wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that his day was come</l>
               <l>with ſtrength of dethe was ouercome</l>
               <l>And netheles yet or he dyde</l>
               <l>He ſhope his reigne to deuyde</l>
               <l>To knyghtes / whiche hym had ſerued</l>
               <l>And after that they haue deſerued</l>
               <l>yafe the conqueſtes / that he wanne</l>
               <l>wherof great werre tho beganne</l>
               <l>Amonge them / that the reignes had</l>
               <l>Through proud enuy / whiche them lad</l>
               <l>Tyll it befelle ayene them thus</l>
               <l>The noble Leſar Iulius</l>
               <l>whiche tho was kynge of Rome londe</l>
               <l>with great batayle / and ſtronge honde</l>
               <l>All Grece / Perſe / and Chaldee</l>
               <l>wan / and put vnder: ſo that he</l>
               <l>Not all only of thorient</l>
               <l>But all the marche of thoccident</l>
               <l>Gouerneth vnder his Empyre</l>
               <l>As he that was holle lorde and ſyre</l>
               <l>And helde through his chyualrye</l>
               <l>Of all the worlde the monarchye</l>
               <l>And was the fyrſte of that honour</l>
               <l>whiche taketh name of Emperour</l>
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               <head>¶De ſeculo ferreo, quod in tibiis deſignatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> eſt a tempore Iulu Ceſaris vſque in regnum Caro ſi magni regis Francorum.</head>
               <l>¶ where Rome than wolde aſſayle</l>
               <l>There myght no thynge contreuayle</l>
               <l>But euery contrey muſt obeye</l>
               <l>Tho goth the reigne of bras aweye</l>
               <l>And comen is the worlde of ſteele</l>
               <l>And ſtode aboue vpon the whele</l>
               <l>As ſteele is hardeſt in his kynde</l>
               <l>Aboue all other / that men fynde</l>
               <l>Of metalles / ſuche was Rome tho</l>
               <l>The myghtyeſt / and laſte ſo</l>
               <l>Longe tyme amonge the Romayns</l>
               <l>Tyll they become ſo vylayns</l>
               <l>That the emperour Leo</l>
               <l>with Conſtaunce his ſonne alſo</l>
               <l>The patrimonye / and the rycheſſe</l>
               <l>whiche to Sylueſter in pure almeſſe</l>
               <l>The fyrſte Conſtantinus lefte</l>
               <l>Fro holy churche they berefte</l>
               <l>But Adryan / whiche pope was</l>
               <l>And ſawe the miſchefe of this cas</l>
               <l>Gothe in to Fraunce for to playne</l>
               <l>And prayeth the great Charlemayne</l>
               <l>For Chryſtes ſake / and ſoule hele</l>
               <l>That he wolde take the quarele</l>
               <l>Of holy churche in his defence</l>
               <l>And Charles / for the reuerence</l>
               <l>Of god / the cauſe hath vndertake</l>
               <l>And with his hoſte the waye hath take</l>
               <l>Ouer the mountes of Lumbardye</l>
               <l>Of Rome / and all the tyrannye</l>
               <l>with blody ſwerde he ouercome</l>
               <l>And the cytie with ſtrenght nome</l>
               <l>In ſuche a wyſe / and ther he wrought</l>
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               <l>That holy churche ayene he brought</l>
               <l>In to Fraunchyſe / and dothe reſtore</l>
               <l>The popes luſte and yaf hym more</l>
               <l>And thus wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he his god hath ſerued / </l>
               <l>He toke as he hath well deſeruyd</l>
               <l>The d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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               <l>Of Rome and thus was abandoned</l>
               <l>Thempyre / whiche came neuer agayne</l>
               <l>In to the hande of no Romayne</l>
               <l>But a longe tyme it ſtode ſtylle</l>
               <l>Vnder the Frenſſ he kynges wylle</l>
               <l>Tyll that fortune her whele ſo lad</l>
               <l>That afterwarde the Lu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bardes it had</l>
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               <l>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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               <l>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> whiche a lumbarde is</l>
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               <l>
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                  </gap> A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> them ſelfe that were greate</l>
               <l>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> prouerbe netheles</l>
               <l>
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                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
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               <l>
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               <l>
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                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
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               <l>That euery man drough his partye</l>
               <l>whiche myght lede any route</l>
               <l>within bourgh and eke without</l>
               <l>The comon ryght hath no felowe</l>
               <l>So that the gouernaunce of lawe</l>
               <l>was loſte: and for neceſſyte</l>
               <l>Of that they ſtode in ſuche degre</l>
               <l>All only through diuyſyon</l>
               <l>Them nedeth in concluſion</l>
               <l>Of ſtraunge londes helpe beſide</l>
               <l>And thus for they them ſelfe diuyde</l>
               <l>And ſtanden out of rewle vneuen</l>
               <l>Of Almayne prynces ſeuen</l>
               <l>They choſen in this condicyon</l>
               <l>That vpon their electyon</l>
               <l>Thempyre of Rome ſholde ſtonde</l>
               <l>And thus they left it out of honde</l>
               <l>For lacke of grace / and it forſoke</l>
               <l>That Almayns vpon them toke</l>
               <l>And to confermen their aſtate</l>
               <l>Of that they ſtoden in debate</l>
               <l>They token the poſſeſſion</l>
               <l>After the compoſicion</l>
               <l>Amonge them ſelfe / and ther vpon</l>
               <l>They made an Emperour anon</l>
               <l>whos name (the Cronycle telleth)</l>
               <l>was Othes / and ſo forth it dwelleth</l>
               <l>Fro thylke daye yet vnto this</l>
               <l>Thempyre of Rome hath be and is</l>
               <l>To thalmayns / and in this wyſe</l>
               <l>As to fore ye haue herde deuyſe</l>
               <l>How Daniel the ſweuen expouneth</l>
               <l>Of that ymage / on whome he fou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>deth</l>
               <l>The world / which afterward ſhold fall</l>
               <l>Comen is the laſt token of all</l>
               <l>Vpon the fete of erthe and ſtele</l>
               <l>So ſtant the worlde nowe euery dele</l>
               <l>Departed whiche beganne right tho</l>
               <l>whan Rome was deuyded ſo</l>
               <l>And that is for to rewe ſore</l>
               <l>For alwey ſyth more and more</l>
               <l>The worlde empeyreth euery day</l>
               <l>wherof the ſoth ſhewe may</l>
               <l>At Rome fyrſt if we begynne</l>
               <l>The walle and all the citie within</l>
               <l>Stante in ruyne / and in decayes</l>
               <l>The felde is where was the palays</l>
               <l>The towne is waſt / and ouer that</l>
               <l>If we behold thylke aſtate</l>
               <l>whiche whylome was of the Romayns</l>
               <l>Of knyghthod / and of cytizens</l>
               <l>To peyſe nowe with that beforne</l>
               <l>The chaffe is take from the corne / </l>
               <l>And ſo to ſpeke of Romes myght</l>
               <l>Vnnethes ſtante ther ought vpryght</l>
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               <l>Of worſhip / or of worldes good</l>
               <l>As it before tyme ſtode</l>
               <l>And why the worſhip is away</l>
               <l>If that a man the ſothe ſhall ſay</l>
               <l>The cauſe hath ben deuyſyon</l>
               <l>whiche moder of confuſyon</l>
               <l>Is / where ſhe cometh ouerall</l>
               <l>Nought only of the temporall</l>
               <l>But of the ſpirituall alſo</l>
               <l>The dede proueth it is ſo</l>
               <l>And hath do many a day er this</l>
               <l>Through venim / which that medled is</l>
               <l>In holy churche of erthely thynge</l>
               <l>For Chriſt him ſelfe maketh knowlegig</l>
               <l>That no man may to geder ſerue</l>
               <l>God and the worlde / but if he ſwerue</l>
               <l>Frowarde that one / and ſtonde vnſtable</l>
               <l>And Chriſtes worde may not be fable</l>
               <l>The thynge ſo open is at the eye</l>
               <l>It nedeth nought to ſpecifie</l>
               <l>Or ſpeke ought more in this matere</l>
               <l>But in this wyſe a man may lere</l>
               <l>How that the worlde is gone aboute</l>
               <l>The whiche wel nygh is wered our</l>
               <l>After the forme of that fygure</l>
               <l>whiche Daniel in his ſcripture</l>
               <l>Expowned / as to fore is tolde</l>
               <l>Of bras / of ſyluer / and of golde</l>
               <l>The worlde is paſſed / and agone</l>
               <l>And nowe vpon his olde tone</l>
               <l>It ſtant of brutel erthe and ſtele</l>
               <l>The whiche acorden neuer a dele</l>
               <l>So mote it nedes ſwerue aſyde</l>
               <l>As thynge / the whiche men ſeen diuyde</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶ Hic dicit, ſecundum apoſtolum, quod nos ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus, in quos fines ſeculi deuenerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The apoſtel wryteth vnto vs all</l>
                  <l>And ſayth / that vpon vs is fall</l>
                  <l>Thend of the worlde / ſo may we knowe</l>
                  <l>This ymage is nyghe ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>By whiche this worlde was ſygnified</l>
                  <l>That whylome was ſo magnified</l>
                  <l>And nowe is olde / and feble / and vyle</l>
                  <l>Full of miſchyefe / and of perylle</l>
                  <l>And ſtante diuided eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Lyke to the fete / that were ſo</l>
                  <l>As I tolde of the ſtatue aboue</l>
                  <l>And thus men ſeyne for lacke of loue</l>
                  <l>where as the londe diuided is</l>
                  <l>It more algate fare amys.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And nowe to loke on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>A man may ſe the worlde diuide</l>
                  <l>The werres bene ſo generall</l>
                  <l>Amonge the Chriſten ouerall</l>
                  <l>That euery man nowe ſeketh wreche</l>
                  <l>And yet theſe clerkes alday preche</l>
                  <l>And ſeyne / good dedes may none be</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtante nought vpon charite</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I not howe charyte ſhulde ſtonde</l>
                  <l>where dedely werre is taken on honde</l>
                  <l>But all this wo is cauſe of man</l>
                  <l>The whiche that wytte and reſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> can</l>
                  <l>And that in token and in wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>That ilke ymage bare lykeneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of man / and of none other beeſte</l>
                  <l>For fyrſt vnto the mannes heſte</l>
                  <l>was euery creature ordeyned</l>
                  <l>But afterwarde it was reſtreyned</l>
                  <l>whan that he felle / they fellen eke</l>
                  <l>whan he wex ſeke / they wexen ſeke</l>
                  <l>For as the man hath paſſyon / </l>
                  <l>Of ſekenes in compariſon</l>
                  <l>So ſuffren other creatures</l>
                  <l>Lo fyrſte the heuenly fygures</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Hic ſcribit, quod ex diuiſionis paſſione ſingu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> creati detrimentum corruptibiſe pat<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>int<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>r.</head>
               <l>¶The ſonne and mone eclypſen both</l>
               <l>And bene with mannes ſinne wroth</l>
               <l>The pureſt eyre for ſynne alofte / </l>
               <l>Hath ben and is corrupted full ofte</l>
               <l>Ryght nowe the highe wyndes blowe</l>
               <l>And anon after they ben lowe</l>
               <l>Now cloudy / and now clere it is</l>
               <l>So may it prouen well by this</l>
               <l>A mannes ſinne is for to hate</l>
               <l>whiche maketh the welken to debate</l>
               <l>And for to ſe the properte</l>
               <l>Of euery thynge in his degre</l>
               <l>Benethe forthe amonge vs here</l>
               <l>All ſtante a like in this matere</l>
               <l>The ſee nowe ebbeth / &amp; nowe it floweth</l>
               <l>The lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d now welkith / &amp; now it groweth</l>
               <l>Now ben the trees with leues grene</l>
               <l>Now they be bare and no thynge ſene</l>
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               <l>Nowe be there luſty ſomer floures</l>
               <l>Nowe be there ſtormy wynter ſhoures</l>
               <l>Now be the dayes / now be the nyghtes</l>
               <l>So <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ant there no thynge all vpryghtes</l>
               <l>Nowe it is lyght nowe it is derke</l>
               <l>And thus ſtant all the worldes werke</l>
               <l>After the diſpoſicion</l>
               <l>Of man and his condicion</l>
               <l>For thy Gregory in his morall</l>
               <l>Sey<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>h that a man in ſpecyall</l>
               <l>The <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>e worlde is properly</l>
               <l>And that he proueth redily</l>
               <l>For man of ſoule reſonable</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ngell reſemblable</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> to beſte he hath felynge</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> to tres he hath growynge</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ben and ſo is he</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> his propre qualyte</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> as telleth the Clergie)</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> in his partie</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> this litell worlde miſtorneth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> worlde all ouertorneth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> the ſee the fyrmament</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> all iugement</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> man and make hym warre</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> him ſelfe ſtant out of harre</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>nt ſtant out of acorde</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſe as I recorde)</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> is cauſe of all wo</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>lde is diuided ſo</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> the goſpel ſayth)</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> vpon an other layth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> the reigne all ouer throwe</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> may euery man wel knowe</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>en all</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> which maketh the worlde fal</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> hath do / ſyth it began</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> fyrſte proue vpon a man.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ue c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ionis materia <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> mortaſis exiſtat.</head>
               <l>¶The whiche for his complexion</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> made vpon diuiſion</l>
               <l>Of colde / hote / moyſte / and drye</l>
               <l>He mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e by verray kynde dye</l>
               <l>For the contrarye of his eſtate</l>
               <l>Stant euermore in ſuche debate</l>
               <l>Tyll that a parte he ouercome</l>
               <l>There may no fynall peas be nome</l>
               <l>But otherwyſe if a man were</l>
               <l>Made all togeder of one matere</l>
               <l>withoute interrupcion</l>
               <l>There ſhuld no corrupcion</l>
               <l>Engendre vpon that vnyte</l>
               <l>But for there is diuerſite</l>
               <l>within him ſelfe / he may not laſte</l>
               <l>But in a man yet ouer this</l>
               <l>Full great diuiſion there is</l>
               <l>Through which that he is euer in ſtrife</l>
               <l>while that hym laſt any lyfe</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶ Quod homo ex corporis ef anime condicione diuiſus, ſicut ſaluacionis, ita damnacio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nis aptitudinem ingreditur.</head>
               <l>¶The body / and the ſoule alſo</l>
               <l>Amonge them ben diuided ſo</l>
               <l>That what thing that the body hateth</l>
               <l>The ſoule loueth and debateth</l>
               <l>But netheles ful ofte is ſene</l>
               <l>Of werre / whiche is them betwene</l>
               <l>The feble hath wonne the victorye</l>
               <l>And who ſo draweth in to memorye</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Quaſiter Adil a ſtatu innoce<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tie diuiſus a pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>radiſo voluptatis in terram ſubo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ris peccator proiectus eſt.</head>
               <l>what hath befalle of olde and newe</l>
               <l>He may that werre ſore rewe</l>
               <l>whiche fyrſt bigan in paradys</l>
               <l>For there was proued / what it is</l>
               <l>And what diſeſe there it wrought</l>
               <l>For thilke werre tho forthe brought</l>
               <l>The vice of all dedly ſinne</l>
               <l>Through whiche diuiſion came in</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Quaſiter popuſi per vniuerſum orbem a cul<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tura dei diuiſi, Noe cum ſua ſequeſa dum taxat exceptis, dilunio interieru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t.</head>
               <l>Amonge the men in erthe here</l>
               <l>And was the cauſe and the mattere</l>
               <l>why god the great flodes ſende</l>
               <l>Of all the worlde and made an ende</l>
               <l>But Noe / with his felauſhip</l>
               <l>whiche only weren ſaufe by ſhip</l>
               <l>And ouer that through ſynne it come</l>
               <l>That Nembroth ſuche price nome</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <pb n="7" facs="tcp:7065:15"/>
               <head>¶Quaſiter in edificatione Turris Ba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>biſonis, quam in dei contemptum Nembroth erexit ſingna prius hebraica in varias ſinguas raefica vindicta diui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>debatur.</head>
               <l>¶whan the toure Babylon on hight</l>
               <l>Lette make, as he that wolde fyght</l>
               <l>Ayene the high goddes myght</l>
               <l>wherof deuided anon ryght</l>
               <l>was the language in ſuche entent</l>
               <l>There wyſte none what other ment</l>
               <l>So that they might nought procede</l>
               <l>And thus it ſtant of euery dede</l>
               <l>where ſynne taketh the caſe on bonde</l>
               <l>It may vpright not longe ſtonde</l>
               <l>For ſynne of her condicion</l>
               <l>Is mother of diuiſion.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Quaſiter mu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dus / quin in ſtatu diuiſionis quaſi cetidianꝰ preſenti re<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pore vexatur fſageſſis a la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pide ſupu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>mente / id eſt a diuina potencia vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ad reſolucionem omnis carnis ſubito conteretur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And token wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the world ſhall faile</l>
                  <l>For ſo ſaith Chriſte without fayle</l>
                  <l>That nygh vpon the worldes ende</l>
                  <l>Peace and accorde away ſhall wende</l>
                  <l>And all charitie ſhall ceaſſe</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men, and hate encreaſſe</l>
                  <l>And whan theſe tokens ben befall</l>
                  <l>All ſodeynly the ſtone ſhall fall</l>
                  <l>As Daniell it hath beknowe</l>
                  <l>which all this worlde ſhal ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>And euery man ſhall than aryſe</l>
                  <l>To ioye or elles to iuiſe</l>
                  <l>where that he ſhall for euer dwell</l>
                  <l>Or ſtreight to heuen / or ſtreight to hell.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In heuen is peace and all accorde</l>
                  <l>But helle is full of ſuche diſcorde</l>
                  <l>That there may be no loue day</l>
                  <l>For thy good is whyle a man may</l>
                  <l>Echone to ſette peace with other</l>
                  <l>And louen as his owne brother</l>
                  <l>So may be wynne worldes welthe</l>
                  <l>And afterwarde his ſoule helth.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="encomium">
               <head>¶Hic narrat exemplum de concordia et vni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tate inter homines prouocanda? Et dicit qualu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, quidam Arton nuper cithariſta ex ſui cantus ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thare <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> conſona meſodiam tante virtutis exti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terat, vt ipſe no ſolum virum cum viro / ſed etiam feonem cum cerua / lupum cum hagno / canem cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſepore (ipſum audientes) vnanimiter abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vlla diſcordia ad iniucem pacificauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ But wolde god that nowe were one</l>
                  <l>An other ſuche as Arione</l>
                  <l>whiche had an harpe of ſuch temprure</l>
                  <l>And therto of ſo good meaſure</l>
                  <l>He ſonge, that he the beaſtes wylde</l>
                  <l>Made of his note tame and mylde</l>
                  <l>The hynde in peace with the lyon</l>
                  <l>The wolfe in peace with the motton</l>
                  <l>The hare in peace ſtode with the hou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de.</l>
                  <l>And euery man vpon this grounde</l>
                  <l>whiche Arion that tyme herde</l>
                  <l>As well the lorde as the ſhepeherde</l>
                  <l>He brought them all in good accorde</l>
                  <l>So that the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mon with the lorde</l>
                  <l>And lorde with the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mon alſo</l>
                  <l>He ſette in loue bothe two</l>
                  <l>And put aweye melancolye.</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>That was a luſtye melodye</l>
                  <l>whan euery man with other lough</l>
                  <l>And if there were ſuche one nowe</l>
                  <l>whiche coude harpe as he dyd.</l>
                  <l>He myght auayle in many a ſtede</l>
                  <l>To make peace, where nowe is hate</l>
                  <l>For whan men thynken to debate</l>
                  <l>I not what other thynge is good</l>
                  <l>But wher that wiſdome waxeth wood</l>
                  <l>And reaſon tourneth in to rage</l>
                  <l>So that meaſure vpon outrage</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet this worlde, it is to drede</l>
                  <l>For that bringeth in the common deede</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant at euery mannes dore</l>
                  <l>But whan the ſharpnes of the ſpore</l>
                  <l>The hors ſyde ſmyteth to ſore</l>
                  <l>It greueth ofte. And nowe no more</l>
                  <l>As for to ſpeke of this mater</l>
                  <l>whiche none, but onely god may ſtere</l>
                  <l>So were it good at this ryde</l>
                  <l>That euery man vpon his ſyde</l>
                  <l>Beſought / and prayed for the peace</l>
                  <l>whiche is the cauſe of all increſſe</l>
                  <l>Of worſhippe, and of worldes welthe</l>
                  <l>Of hertes reſte / and ſoules helthe</l>
                  <l>without peace ſtonde nothynge good.</l>
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                  <l>For th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> to Chriſt / which ſhed his bloud</l>
                  <l>For peace byſeketh all men</l>
                  <l>Amen Amen Amen, Amen.</l>
               </lg>
               <trailer>Explicit prologus.</trailer>
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                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>mor naturae legibus orbem</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>nanimes concitat eſſe feras.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> mu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>di princeps amore eſſe uidetur,</l>
                     <l>Cuius eger diues pauper et omnis opes.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> pares amor et fortuna<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>cas,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> inſidias <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ertit uter<expan>
                           <am>
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                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> rotas.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>gra ſalus, uexata quies, pius error,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap>, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ulnus dulce, ſna<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>e malum.</l>
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               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                  <desc>•••</desc>
               </gap>fe go f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                  <desc>••••</desc>
               </gap>iatum hactenus ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                  <desc>•</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> ne condicionis diuiſio chari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                  <desc>•</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> ſuper<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                  <desc>•</desc>
               </gap>uit / intendit et auctor ad <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> libellum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>cuius nomen Confeſſio <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                  <desc>•••</desc>
               </gap>cu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>tur) componere de illo amore <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> humanum genus ſed et cuncta <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>uralite<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                  <desc>•</desc>
               </gap> ſubucumtur. ¶Incipir liber primus.</head>
            <l>
               <seg rend="decorInit">
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
               </seg> Maye not ſtretche vppe to the heuen</l>
            <l>Myn ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de ne ſet al in euen</l>
            <l>This worlde, whiche euer is in balaunce</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> not in my ſuffiſaunce</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> thinges to compaſſe</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                  <desc>•</desc>
               </gap>e lette it ouer paſſe</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> vpon other thynges</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> the ſtyle of my wrytinges</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> day forth I thynke chaunge</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> ſpeake of thynge is not ſo ſtrange</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> euery kynde hath vpon honde</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> whervpon the worlde mote ſtonde</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                  <desc>•••</desc>
               </gap>th done ſyth it began</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                  <desc>•</desc>
               </gap>hall while there is any man</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>at is loue of whiche I meane</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> as after ſhall be ſene</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>che there can no man him rule</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                  <desc>〈…〉</desc>
               </gap> lawe is out of reule</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> of to moche or of to lyte</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>ygh is euery man to wyte</l>
            <l>
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                  <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
               </gap> 
               <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                  <desc>••</desc>
               </gap>theles there is no man</l>
            <l>In all this worlde ſo wyſe, that can</l>
            <l>Of loue temper the meaſure</l>
            <l>But as it falleth in auenture</l>
            <l>For wytte ne ſtrength may not helpe</l>
            <l>And whiche els wolde hym yelpe</l>
            <l>Is ratheſt throwen vnder foote</l>
            <l>There can no wyghte therof do bote</l>
            <l>For yet was neuer ſuche couyne</l>
            <l>That couth ordeyne a medicine</l>
            <l>To thyng / whiche god in lawe of kynde</l>
            <l>Hath ſet, for there may no man fynde</l>
            <l>The ryght ſalue for ſuche a ſore</l>
            <l>It hath and ſhall be euermore</l>
            <l>That loue is mayſter, where he wyll</l>
            <l>There can no lyfe make other ſkylle</l>
            <l>For where as him ſelfe lyſte to ſet</l>
            <l>There is no myght, which him may let</l>
            <l>But what ſhall fallen at laſte</l>
            <l>The ſoth can no wyſedome caſt</l>
            <l>But as it falleth vpon chaunce</l>
            <l>For if there euer was balaunce</l>
            <l>whiche of fortune ſtant gouerned</l>
            <l>I may well leue as I am lerned</l>
            <l>That loue hath that balance on honde</l>
            <l>whiche wyll no reaſon vnderſtande</l>
            <l>For loue is blinde, and may not ſe</l>
            <l>For thy may no certeynte</l>
            <l>Beſette vpon his iudgement</l>
            <l>But as the whele about went</l>
            <l>He yeueth his graces vndeſerued</l>
            <l>And fro that ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> / whiche hath him ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ued</l>
            <l>Ful ofte he taketh awey his fees</l>
            <l>As he that playeth at the dyes</l>
            <l>And therupon what ſhall befall</l>
            <l>He not, tyll that the chaunce fall</l>
            <l>where he ſhall leſe or he ſhal wynne</l>
            <l>And thus full ofte men begyn</l>
            <l>That if they wyſten what it ment</l>
            <l>They wolde chaunge all their intent.</l>
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               <head>¶Hic quaſi in pſona alioril / quos amor aſſigat / fingens ſe auctor eſſe, amantem / varias corum paſſiones varus huius ſibri-diſtinctionibus per ſingula ſcribere proponit.</head>
               <l>¶And for to preue it is ſo</l>
               <l>I am my ſelfe one of tho</l>
               <l>whiche to this ſchole am vnderfonge</l>
               <l>For it is ſothe go not longe</l>
               <l>As for to ſpeake of this matere</l>
               <l>I may you telle / if you woll here</l>
               <l>A wonder happe, whiche me befelle</l>
               <l>That was to me bothe harde and felle</l>
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               <l>Touchyng of loue and his fortune</l>
               <l>The whiche me lyketh to commune</l>
               <l>And pleynly for to telle it out</l>
               <l>To them that louers be aboute</l>
               <l>Fro poynt to poynte I woll declare</l>
               <l>And wryten of my wofull care</l>
               <l>My wofull day my wofull chaunce</l>
               <l>That men mowe take remembraunce</l>
               <l>Of that they ſhall here after rede</l>
               <l>For in good feythe this wolde I rede</l>
               <l>That euery man enſample take</l>
               <l>Of wyſedome / whiche is hym betake</l>
               <l>And that he wote of good appryſe</l>
               <l>To teche it forthe / for ſuche empriſe</l>
               <l>Is for to preyſe: and therfore I</l>
               <l>wyll wryte and ſhewe all openly</l>
               <l>Howe loue and I togedre mette</l>
               <l>wherof the worlde enſample fette</l>
               <l>May after this / whan I am go</l>
               <l>Of thylke vnſely iolyfe wo</l>
               <l>whoſe reule ſtant out of the wey</l>
               <l>Nowe gladde / and nowe gladnes awey</l>
               <l>And yet it may not be withſtonde</l>
               <l>For ought that men may vnderſtonde</l>
               <q>
                  <l>Non ego Sampſonis uires, non Herculis arma</l>
                  <l>Vinco, ſum ſed ut hij uictus amore pari,</l>
                  <l>Vt diſcant alij docet experiencia facti,</l>
                  <l>Rebus in ambiguis quae ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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                     </gap>t habenda uia,</l>
                  <l>Deuius ordo ducit temtata pericla ſequentem,</l>
                  <l>Inſiruit a tergo me ſimul ille cadat.</l>
                  <l>Me quibus ergo Venus caſus laqueauit ama<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>,</l>
                  <l>Orbis in exemplum ſcribere tendo palam.</l>
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            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic declarat materia dicens qualiter Cupido quod dignito iaculo, ſui cordis memoriam graui vſcere perforauit, quod Venus percipiens ipſum vt dicit, quaſi in mortis articuſo ſpaſmatum, ad confitendu ſe Genio ſacerdoti ſuper amoris cau ſa ſic ſeminiuum ſpeciaſiter co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mendauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Vpon the poynt that is befalle</l>
                  <l>Of loue / in whiche that I am falle</l>
                  <l>I thynke telle my matere</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken who that woll it here</l>
                  <l>Of my fortune bowe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>This endyrday / as I forthe ferde</l>
                  <l>To walke / as I you telle maye</l>
                  <l>And that was in the moneth of Maye</l>
                  <l>whan euery bryd hath choſe his make</l>
                  <l>And thynketh his myrthes for to take</l>
                  <l>Of loue / that he hath acheued</l>
                  <l>But ſo was I nothynge releued</l>
                  <l>For I was forther fro my loue</l>
                  <l>Than erthe is frome the heuen aboue</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke of any ſpede</l>
                  <l>So wyſte I me none other rede</l>
                  <l>But as it were a man forſake</l>
                  <l>Vnto the wood my way gan take</l>
                  <l>Not for to ſynge with the byrdes</l>
                  <l>For whan I was the wood amyddes</l>
                  <l>I fonde a ſoote grene playne</l>
                  <l>And there I gan my wo compleyne</l>
                  <l>wyſſhynge and wepynge all myn one</l>
                  <l>For other myrthes made I none</l>
                  <l>So harde me was that ylke throwe</l>
                  <l>That ofte ſythes ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>To grounde I was withoute brethe</l>
                  <l>And euer I wyſſhed after dethe</l>
                  <l>whan I out of my peyne awoke</l>
                  <l>And caſte vp many a pytous loke</l>
                  <l>Vnto the heuen / and ſayde thus</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou Cupyde / O thou Venus</l>
                  <l>Thou god of loue / and thou goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>where is pyte? where is mekeneſſe?</l>
                  <l>Nowe dothe me playnly lyue or dye</l>
                  <l>For certes ſuche amalydye</l>
                  <l>As I now haue / and longe haue hadde</l>
                  <l>It myght make a wyſe man madde</l>
                  <l>If that it ſhulde longe endure</l>
                  <l>O venus quene of loues cure</l>
                  <l>Thou lyfe / thou luſt / thou mannes hele</l>
                  <l>Beholde my cauſe / and my quarele</l>
                  <l>And yeue me ſome part of thy grace</l>
                  <l>So that I may fynde in this place</l>
                  <l>If thou be gracious or none</l>
                  <l>And with that worde I ſawe anone</l>
                  <l>The kynge of loue / and quene bothe</l>
                  <l>But he that kynge with eyen wrothe</l>
                  <l>His chere a weywarde fro me caſt</l>
                  <l>And forthe he paſſed at the laſt</l>
                  <l>But netheles or he forth went</l>
                  <l>A fyry dart me thought he ſent</l>
                  <l>And threwe it through myn hert rote</l>
                  <l>In hym fonde I none other bote</l>
                  <l>For lenger lyſt hym note to dwelle</l>
                  <l>But ſhe / whiche is the ſource and welle</l>
                  <l>Of wele and wo / that ſhall betyde</l>
                  <l>To them that louen at that tyde</l>
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                  <l>Abode, but for to tellen here,</l>
                  <l>She caſt on me no goodly chere;</l>
                  <l>Thus netheles to me ſhe ſayde</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>what arte thou ſonne: and I abrayde</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a man doth out of ſlepe</l>
                  <l>And therof ſhe toke ryght good kepe</l>
                  <l>And bad me nothynge be adradde</l>
                  <l>But for all that I was not gladde</l>
                  <l>For I ne ſawe no cauſe why</l>
                  <l>And ofte ſhe aſked what was I</l>
                  <l>I ſayde a caytife that lyeth here</l>
                  <l>what wolde ye my lady dere?</l>
                  <l>Shall I be hoole / or elles dye?</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>She ſayde / telle me thy maladye</l>
                  <l>what is thy ſore / of which thou pleineſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e hyde it nought / for if thou feyneſt</l>
                  <l>I can do the no medicyne</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>Madame I am a man of thyne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> in thy court haue longe ſerued</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>d aſke that I haue deſerued</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> wele after my longe wo.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe began to loure tho</l>
                  <l>And ſayde there be many of you</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>tours: and ſo may be that thou</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ryght ſuche one / and by feyntiſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ſte that thou haſte me do ſeruice</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd netheles ſhe wyſte wele</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> worde ſtode on an other whele</l>
                  <l>without any feyterye</l>
                  <l>But <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>gate of my maladye</l>
                  <l>The had me tell and ſaye her trouthe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Madame if ye wolde haue routhe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uod I, then wolde I telle you</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> forth (quod ſhe) and telle me how</l>
                  <l>Shewe me thy ſekenes euery dele</l>
                  <l>Madame that can I do wele</l>
                  <l>Be ſo my lyfe therto wol laſte</l>
                  <l>with that her loke on me ſhe caſte</l>
                  <l>And ſayde in aunter if thou lyue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y wylle is fyrſte / that thou be ſhryue</l>
                  <l>And netheles howe that it is</l>
                  <l>I wote my ſelfe / but for all this</l>
                  <l>Vnto my preeſt / whiche cometh anone</l>
                  <l>I woll thou telle it one and one</l>
                  <l>Both of thy thought / and al thy werke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Genius myn owne clerke</l>
                  <l>Come forth / &amp; here this mannes ſhryft</l>
                  <l>(Quod Venus tho) and I vplyfte</l>
                  <l>My hede with that / and gan beholde</l>
                  <l>The ſelfe preeſt / whiche as ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>was redy there / and ſet hym doune</l>
                  <l>To here my confeſſyon</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Confeſſus Genio ſi ſit medicina ſalutis</l>
                  <l>Experiar morbis, quos tulit ipſa Venus.</l>
                  <l>Leſa quidem ferro medicantur membra ſaluti,</l>
                  <l>Raro tamen medicum vulnus amoris habet.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic dicit qualiter Genio pro co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>feſſore ſedenti prouolutus amans ad confitendum ſe flexis ge nibus incuruatur, ſupplica<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s tamen / vt ad fui ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus informationem confeſſor iffe in dicendis op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ponere ſibi benignus dignaretur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶This worthy preeſt / this holy man</l>
                  <l>To me ſpekend thus began</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: Benedicite</l>
                  <l>My ſonne of the felycite</l>
                  <l>Of loue / and eke of all the wo</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be ſhryue of bothe two</l>
                  <l>what thou er this for loues ſake</l>
                  <l>Haſte felte / let nothynge be forſake</l>
                  <l>Telle pleynly / as it is befalle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And with that worde I gan downe fal</l>
                  <l>On knees with good deuocyon</l>
                  <l>And with full great contrycion</l>
                  <l>I ſayde than: Dominus</l>
                  <l>Myn holy fader Genius</l>
                  <l>So as thou haſte experyence</l>
                  <l>Of loue / for whoſe reuerence</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt me ſhryue at this tyme</l>
                  <l>I pray the lette me not myſtyme</l>
                  <l>My ſhryfte / for I am deſtourbed</l>
                  <l>In all myn herte / and ſo conturbed</l>
                  <l>That I ne may my wyttes gete</l>
                  <l>So ſhall I moche thynge foryete.</l>
                  <l>But if thou wolte my ſynne oppoſe</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynte / than I ſuppoſe</l>
                  <l>There ſhall nothynge be lefte behynde</l>
                  <l>But nowe my wyttes be ſo blynde</l>
                  <l>That I ne can my ſelfe teche.</l>
                  <l>Tho he beganne anone to preche</l>
                  <l>And with his wordes debonayre</l>
                  <l>He ſayde to me ſofte and fayre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In this place I am ſet here</l>
                  <l>Thy ſhryfte to oppoſe and here</l>
                  <l>By Venus the Goddeſſe aboue</l>
                  <l>whoſe preeſt I am touch end of loue</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb n="9" facs="tcp:7065:17" rendition="simple:additions"/>
               <head>¶Sermo Genii ſacerdotis ſuper con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſione ad amantem.</head>
               <l>¶But netheles for certayne ſkyll</l>
               <l>I mote algate / and nedes wylle</l>
               <l>Nought only make my ſpekynges</l>
               <l>Of loue / but of other thynges</l>
               <l>That touchen to the cauſe of vyce</l>
               <l>For that belongeth to thoffyce</l>
               <l>Of preſtes / whoſe ordre that I bere</l>
               <l>So that I wol nothyng forbere</l>
               <l>That I the vyces one and one</l>
               <l>Ne ſhall the ſhewe euerychone</l>
               <l>wherof thou myght take euydence</l>
               <l>To rewle with thy conſcyence</l>
               <l>But of concluſion fynall</l>
               <l>Conclude I wolde in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>For loue / whoſe ſeruaunt I am</l>
               <l>And why the cauſe is that I am</l>
               <l>So thynke I to do bothe two</l>
               <l>Fyrſte that myn ordre longeth to</l>
               <l>The vices for to telle on rewe</l>
               <l>But nexte aboue all other ſhewe</l>
               <l>Of loue I wol the propretes</l>
               <l>Howe that they ſtonde by degrees</l>
               <l>After the diſpoſicion</l>
               <l>Of Venus / whoſe condicion</l>
               <l>I muſt folowe as I am holde</l>
               <l>For I with loue am all withholde</l>
               <l>So that the leſſe I am to wyte</l>
               <l>Though I nowe con but a lyte</l>
               <l>Of other thynges / that bene wyſe</l>
               <l>I am not taught in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>For it is nought my comyn vſe</l>
               <l>To ſpeke of vyces / and vertuſe</l>
               <l>But all of loue / and of his lore</l>
               <l>For Venus bokes of nomore</l>
               <l>Me techen nether text ne gloſe</l>
               <l>But for as moche as I ſuppoſe</l>
               <l>It ſyt a preeſt to be well thewde</l>
               <l>And ſhame it is / if he be lewde</l>
               <l>Of my preſthode after the forme</l>
               <l>I wol thy ſhryfte ſo enforme</l>
               <l>That at the laſte thou ſhalte here</l>
               <l>The vyces / and to thy matere</l>
               <l>Of loue I ſhal them ſo remeue</l>
               <l>That thou ſhalt know what they meue</l>
               <l>For what a man ſhall axe or ſeyne</l>
               <l>Touchend of ſhryfte / it mote be pleyne</l>
               <l>It nedeth nought to make it queynt</l>
               <l>For trouth his wordes wol not peinte</l>
               <l>That I wol axe of the for thy</l>
               <l>My ſonne it ſhall be ſo pleynly</l>
               <l>That thou ſhalt knowe &amp; vnderſtonde</l>
               <l>The pointꝭ of ſhrift how that they ſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
               <q>
                  <l>Viſus et auditus fragiles ſunt oſtia mentis,</l>
                  <l>Quae uitioſa manus claudere nulla poteſt.</l>
                  <l>Eſt ibi larga uia, graditur qua cordis ad <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ntru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>,</l>
                  <l>Hoſtis et ingrediens foſſa talenta rapit.</l>
                  <l>Haec mibi confeſſor Genius primordia profert,</l>
                  <l>Dum ſit in extremis uita remorſa malis.</l>
                  <l>Nunc tamen ut Poterit faeminina loquela fateri,</l>
                  <l>Verba per os timide conſcia mentis agam.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic confeſſio amantis, cui de duobus precipue quinque ſenſibus, hoc eſt de viſu et auditu confeſ<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſor pre ceteris opponit.</head>
               <l>¶Bytwene the lyfe and dethe I herde</l>
               <l>This preſtes tale er I anſwerde</l>
               <l>And than I prayed hym for to ſay</l>
               <l>His wyll: and I it wolde obey</l>
               <l>After the forme of his appriſe</l>
               <l>Tho ſpake he to me in ſuche wyſe</l>
               <l>And bad me that I ſhulde me ſhryue</l>
               <l>As touchende of my wyttes fyue</l>
               <l>And ſhape / that they were amended</l>
               <l>Of that I had them my ſpended</l>
               <l>For tho be properly the gates</l>
               <l>Through which / as to the hert algates</l>
               <l>Cometh all thyng vnto the feyre</l>
               <l>whiche may the mannes ſoule empeyre</l>
               <l>And nowe is this matter brought in</l>
               <l>My ſonne I thynke fyrſte begynne</l>
               <l>To wytte / how that thyn eie hath ſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>The whiche is (as I vnderſtonde)</l>
               <l>The moſte princypall of all</l>
               <l>Through whom that peril may befalle</l>
               <l>And for to ſpeke in loues kynde</l>
               <l>Full many ſuche a man may fynde</l>
               <l>whiche euer caſte aboute theyr eye</l>
               <l>To loke / if that they myght aſpye</l>
               <l>Ful oft thing / which them ne toucheth</l>
               <l>But only that their hertes ſoucheth</l>
               <l>In byndringe of a nother wyght</l>
               <l>And thus ful many a worthy knyght</l>
               <l>And many a luſty lady bothe</l>
               <l>Hath be full ofte ſythe wrothe</l>
               <l>So that an eie is as a thefe</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:18"/>
               <l>To loue and doth full great meſchiefe</l>
               <l>And alſo for his owne part</l>
               <l>Ful ofte thilke firy dart</l>
               <l>Of loue whiche that euer brenneth</l>
               <l>Through hym in to the hert renneth</l>
               <l>And thus a mannes eye firſt</l>
               <l>Him ſelfe greueth alder werſt</l>
               <l>And many a tyme that he knoweth</l>
               <l>Vnto his owne harme it groweth</l>
               <l>My ſone herken nowe for thy</l>
               <l>A tale to be ware therby</l>
               <l>Thyn eye for to kepe and warde</l>
               <l>So that it paſſe nought his warde</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>t Confeſſor exemplum de viſu ab <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>, dice<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s, qualiter Acteon Cad <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> The barum nepos, dum in quadam fo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> cauſa ſpaciarit, accidit, vt ipſe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> fontem nemoroſa arborum puſchritu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>mentu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſupernemens, vidit ibi Diana<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> nuda<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in flumine bafneante<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, qu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ituens <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>uſes ſuos a muliabri nudi <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> euert<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>e volebat / vnde indigna <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ce<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> figuram tranſformauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>de telleth in his boke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ample touchend of miſloke</l>
                  <l>And ſaith howe whilome ther was one</l>
                  <l>A worthy lorde whiche Acteon</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hete and he was Coſyn nyghe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>m that Thebes firſte on high</l>
                  <l>By ſet whiche kynge Cadme hyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Acteon / as he wel myght</l>
                  <l>A <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> all other caſt his chere</l>
                  <l>And vſed it from yere to yere</l>
                  <l>with houndes and with great bornes</l>
                  <l>Amonge the wodes / and the thornes</l>
                  <l>To make his huntynge / and his chace</l>
                  <l>where hym beſt thought in euery place</l>
                  <l>To fynde game in his way</l>
                  <l>There rode he for to hunte and play</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So hym befelle vpon a ryde</l>
                  <l>On his huntynge as he can ryde</l>
                  <l>In a foreſte a lone he was</l>
                  <l>He ſawe vpon the grene gras</l>
                  <l>The fayre floures freſſhe ſprynge</l>
                  <l>He herd amonge the leues ſynge</l>
                  <l>The throſtel / with the nyghtyngale</l>
                  <l>Thus (er he wyſte) in to a dale</l>
                  <l>He came / wher was a lytell pleyne</l>
                  <l>All rounde aboute / well beſeyne</l>
                  <l>with buſſhes grene / and cedres bye</l>
                  <l>And there within he caſte his eye</l>
                  <l>A myddes the playne he ſawe a welle</l>
                  <l>So fayre there myght no man telle</l>
                  <l>In whiche Diana naked ſtode</l>
                  <l>To bathe and play her in the flode</l>
                  <l>with many nimphes / which her ſerueth</l>
                  <l>But he his eye awey ne ſwerueth</l>
                  <l>From her / whiche was naked all</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was wonder wroth with all</l>
                  <l>And hym / as ſhe whiche was goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Forſ hope anone / and the likeneſſe</l>
                  <l>She made him taken of an herte</l>
                  <l>whiche was tofore his hou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des ſterte</l>
                  <l>That rone beſily aboute</l>
                  <l>with many an horne / and many a route</l>
                  <l>That maden moche noyſe and crie</l>
                  <l>And at the laſte vnhappilye</l>
                  <l>This hert his owne houndes ſlough</l>
                  <l>And hym for vengeaunce all to drough</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo nowe my ſone what it is</l>
                  <l>A man to caſte his eye amis</l>
                  <l>whiche Acteon hath dere abought</l>
                  <l>Beware for thy / and do it nought</l>
                  <l>For ofte / who that hede toke</l>
                  <l>Better is to wynke than to loke</l>
                  <l>And for to prouen it is ſo</l>
                  <l>Ouide the Poete alſo</l>
                  <l>A tale (whiche to this matere</l>
                  <l>Acordeth) ſayth / as thou ſhalt here</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit aliud exe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pfu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> de eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, vbi dicit, quod quid a<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> princeps nomine Forcus, tres progenuit filias Gorgones a vulgo nuncupatas, que vno partu exorte, deformitate<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> monſtroru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſerpentina<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> obtinuerunt, quibus cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in etatem peruenerant, ta<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lis deſtinata fuerit natura, quod quicu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> in eas aſpiceret, in lapide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> fubito mutabatur, et ſic qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plures incaute reſpicientes, viſis illis perierunt, ſed Perſeus miles clipeo Palladis / gladioque Mercurij munitus, eas extra monte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Atla<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tis co<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>habita<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tes aio audaci abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſui periculo interfecit</head>
               <l>¶ In Methamor. it telleth thus</l>
               <l>How that a lorde / whiche Forcus</l>
               <l>was hote / had doughters thre</l>
               <l>But vpon their natiuite</l>
               <l>Suche was the conſtellacion</l>
               <l>That out of mannes nacion</l>
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               <l>Fro kynde they be ſo myſwent</l>
               <l>That to the lykenes of a ſerpent</l>
               <l>They were bothe / and that one</l>
               <l>Of them was cleped Stellybone</l>
               <l>That other ſuſter Suryale</l>
               <l>The thyrde (as telleth in the tale)</l>
               <l>Meduſa hyght / and netheles</l>
               <l>Of comon name Gorgones</l>
               <l>(In euery countrey there about</l>
               <l>As monſtres / whiche that men doute)</l>
               <l>Men clepen them / and but one eye</l>
               <l>Amonge them thre in purpartie</l>
               <l>They had / of whiche they myght ſe</l>
               <l>Nowe hathe it this / nowe hath it ſhe</l>
               <l>After that cauſe and nede it ladde</l>
               <l>By throwes eche of them it hadde</l>
               <l>A wonder thyng yet more amys</l>
               <l>There was / wherof I telle all this</l>
               <l>what man on them his chere caſte</l>
               <l>And them behelde / he was als faſte</l>
               <l>Out of man in to a ſtone</l>
               <l>Forſhape / and thus full many one</l>
               <l>Deceyued were / of that they wolde</l>
               <l>Miſloke / where they ne ſhulde</l>
               <l>But Perſeus / that worthy knyght</l>
               <l>whome Pallas / of her great myght</l>
               <l>Halpe / and toke hym a ſhelde therto</l>
               <l>And eke the god Mercury alſo</l>
               <l>Lent hym a ſwerde: he as it fylle</l>
               <l>Beyonde Athlans the hyghe hylle</l>
               <l>Theſe mo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſtres ſought / &amp; there he fonde</l>
               <l>Diuerſe men of thylke londe</l>
               <l>Through ſight of them miſtorned were</l>
               <l>Standinge as ſtones here and there</l>
               <l>But he (which wyſdome and proweſſe</l>
               <l>Hath of the god and the godeſſe)</l>
               <l>The ſhelde of Pallas gan embrace</l>
               <l>with whiche he couereth ſaufe his face</l>
               <l>And Mercurius ſwerde out he drough</l>
               <l>And ſo he bare hym / that he ſlough</l>
               <l>Theſe dredfull monſtres all thre</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶Lo nowe my ſonne auyſe the</l>
                     <l>That thou thy ſyght not miſuſe</l>
                     <l>Caſt not thin eye vpon Meduſe</l>
                     <l>That thou be torned in to ſtone</l>
                     <l>For ſo wyſe man was neuer none</l>
                     <l>But yf he woll his eye kepe</l>
                     <l>And take of foule delyte no kepe</l>
                     <l>That he with luſte nis ofte nome</l>
                     <l>Through ſtrengthe of loue / &amp; ouercome</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Of miſlokynge howe it hath ferde</l>
                     <l>As I haue tolde / nowe haſt thou herde</l>
                     <l>My good ſonne take good hede</l>
                     <l>And ouer this I the rede</l>
                     <l>That thou beware of thine herynge</l>
                     <l>whiche to the harte the tydinge</l>
                     <l>Of many a vanite hath brought</l>
                     <l>To tarye with a manes thought</l>
                     <l>And netheles good is to here</l>
                     <l>Suche thynge / wherof a man may lere</l>
                     <l>That to vertue is accordaunt</l>
                     <l>And towarde all the remenaunt</l>
                     <l>Good is to torne his ere fro</l>
                     <l>For elles but a man do ſo</l>
                     <l>Hym may full ofte myſbefalle</l>
                     <l>I rede enſample amonges alle</l>
                     <l>wherof to kepe wel an eare</l>
                     <l>It ought put a man in feare</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic confeſſor exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> narrat / vt non ab au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ris exauditione fatua animus deceptus inuol<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>a<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tur. Et dicit qualiter ille ſerpens, qui aſpis vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>catur, quenda<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> precioſiſſimu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> lapidem nomine ca<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> bunculu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, in ſue frontis medio geftans, co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tra ver<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ba incantantis aurem vna<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> terre affige<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>do prema, &amp; alia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſue caude ſtimulo firmiſſime obturat.</head>
               <l>¶A ſerpent / whiche that aſpidis</l>
               <l>Is cleped / of his kynde hath this</l>
               <l>That he the ſtone nobleſt of all</l>
               <l>The whiche that men Carbu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cle call</l>
               <l>Bereth in his heed aboue on high</l>
               <l>For whiche whan that a man by ſlight</l>
               <l>(The ſtone to wynne / &amp; hym to daunte)</l>
               <l>with his carecte hym wolde enchaunte</l>
               <l>Anone as he perceyueth that</l>
               <l>He leyth downe his one eare all plat</l>
               <l>Vnto the grounde / and halt it faſt</l>
               <l>And eke that tother eare als faſte</l>
               <l>He ſtoppeth with his taylle ſo ſore</l>
               <l>That he the wordes / laſſe or more</l>
               <l>Of his enchauntement ne hereth</l>
               <l>And in this wyſe hym ſelfe he ſkyereth</l>
               <l>So that he hath the wordes wayued</l>
               <l>And thus his eare is nought deceyued</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Aliud exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuper eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> qualiter rex Vlix es cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> a bello Troiano verſus Greciam nauigio
<pb facs="tcp:7065:19"/> remiaret, et prope iſſa monſtra a maxima, Syre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes micu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ata, angefica voce canorans ipſum ve<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rum aduerſitate nauigare oporteret, omnium nautarum ſuorum aures obturari coegit.</head>
               <l>¶In other thyng who that recordeth</l>
               <l>Lyke vnto this ſample acordeth</l>
               <l>whiche in the tale of Troye I fynde</l>
               <l>Syrenes of a wonder kynde</l>
               <l>Ben monſtres / as the bokes tellen</l>
               <l>And in the great ſee they dwellen</l>
               <l>Of body bothe and of vyſage</l>
               <l>Lyke vnto women of yonge age</l>
               <l>Vp fro the nauyl on highe they be</l>
               <l>And downe benethe (as men may ſe)</l>
               <l>They bere of fyſſhes the fygure</l>
               <l>And ouer this of ſuche nature</l>
               <l>They be<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> that with ſo ſwete a ſteuen</l>
               <l>Lyke to the melodye of heuen</l>
               <l>In womens voyce they ſynge</l>
               <l>with notes of ſo great lykinge</l>
               <l>Of ſuche meaſure / of ſuche muſyke</l>
               <l>wherof the ſhippes they beſwyke</l>
               <l>That paſſen by the coſtes there</l>
               <l>For w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>an the ſhipmen lay an eare</l>
               <l>Vnto the voyce in there aduyce</l>
               <l>They wene it be a paradiſe</l>
               <l>whiche after is to them an helle</l>
               <l>For reſon may not with them dwelle</l>
               <l>whan they the great luſtes here</l>
               <l>They can not theyr ſhippes ſtere</l>
               <l>So <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ſyly vpon the note</l>
               <l>They herken and in ſuche wyſe aſſote</l>
               <l>That they their ryght cours and weye</l>
               <l>For<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ete and to their eare obeye</l>
               <l>And ſaylen / tyll it ſo befalle</l>
               <l>That they in to the perylle falle</l>
               <l>where as the ſhippes ben to drawe</l>
               <l>And they be with the monſtres ſlawe</l>
               <l>But fro this perylle netheles</l>
               <l>with his wyſedome kynge Vlyxes</l>
               <l>Eſcapeth and it ouer paſſeth</l>
               <l>For he to fore the hande compaſſeth</l>
               <l>That no man of his companye</l>
               <l>Hath power vnto that folye</l>
               <l>His care for no luſte to caſte</l>
               <l>For he then ſtopped als faſte</l>
               <l>That non of them may here them ſinge</l>
               <l>So whan they come forth ſaylinge</l>
               <l>There was ſuche gouernaunce on bond</l>
               <l>That the monſtres haue withſtonde</l>
               <l>And ſlough of them a great partye</l>
               <l>Thus was he ſaufe with his nauye</l>
               <l>This wyſe kynge through gouernaunce</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶Herof my ſonne in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Thou myght enſample taken here</l>
                  <l>As I haue tolde / and what thou here</l>
                  <l>Be well ware / and yeue no credence</l>
                  <l>But if thou ſe more euydence</l>
                  <l>For if thou woldeſt take kepe</l>
                  <l>And wyſely coutheſt warde and kepe</l>
                  <l>Thyne eye and eare / as I haue ſpoke</l>
                  <l>Than haddeſt thou the gates ſtoke</l>
                  <l>Fro ſuche foly / as cometh to wynne</l>
                  <l>Thyn hertes wytte / whiche is within</l>
                  <l>wherof that nowe thy loue excedeth</l>
                  <l>Meaſure / and many a peyne bredeth</l>
                  <l>But if thou coutheſt ſette in rewle</l>
                  <l>Tho two / the thre were ethe to rewle</l>
                  <l>For thy as of thy wyttes fyue</l>
                  <l>I woll as nowe no more ſhryue</l>
                  <l>But only of theſe ylke two</l>
                  <l>Tel me therfore if it be ſo</l>
                  <l>Haſt thou thyne eye ought myſtbrowe</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>¶My fader ye / I am beknowe</l>
                  <l>I haue them caſt vpon Meduſe</l>
                  <l>Therof I may me nought excuſe</l>
                  <l>Myn hert is growen in to ſtone</l>
                  <l>So that my lady there vpon</l>
                  <l>Hath ſuche a printe of loue graue</l>
                  <l>That I can nought my ſelfe ſaue</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Opponit Confeſſor</head>
                  <l>¶ what ſaiſte thou ſonne / as of thin ere</l>
                  <l>My fader I am gylty there</l>
                  <l>For whan I my lady here</l>
                  <l>My witte with that hath loſte his ſtere</l>
                  <l>I do nought as Vlyxes dede</l>
                  <l>But falle anon vpon the ſtede</l>
                  <l>where as I ſe my lady ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And there I do you vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>I am to pulled in my thought</l>
                  <l>So that of reaſon leueth nought</l>
                  <l>wherof that I may me defende.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶ My good ſonne god the amende</l>
                  <pb n="11" facs="tcp:7065:19"/>
                  <l>For as me thynketh by thy ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Thy wyttes be ryght far to ſeche</l>
                  <l>As of thyn eare / and of thyn eye</l>
                  <l>I woll no more ſpecifye</l>
                  <l>But I woll aſken ouer this</l>
                  <l>Of other thynge howe that it is</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>Celſior eſt aquila<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> leone forcior ille,</l>
                     <l>Quem tumor elati cordis ad alta mouer.</l>
                     <l>Sunt ſpecies quin<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan>, quibus eſt ſuperbia ductrix</l>
                     <l>Clamat et in multis mundus adheret eis.</l>
                     <l>Laruando faciem ficto pallore ſubornat.</l>
                     <l>Fraudibus hypocriſis mellea uerba ſuis.</l>
                     <l>Sic<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> pios animos <expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>quam</ex>
                        </expan> ſaepe ruit muliebres</l>
                     <l>Ex humili uerbo ſublatitante dolo.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic foquitur, quod ſeptem ſunt peccata moria fia, quoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> caput ſuperbia varias ſpeties habet, &amp; earu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> prima hypocriſis dicitur, cuius proprietate<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſecundu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vitium Confeſſor amanti declarat.</head>
               <l>¶My ſonne / as I ſhall the enforme</l>
               <l>There ben yet of a nother forme</l>
               <l>Of dedly vyces ſeuen applyed</l>
               <l>wherof the herte is often plyed</l>
               <l>To thyng / which after ſhal hym greue</l>
               <l>The fyrſt of them thou ſhalt beleue</l>
               <l>Is pry<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>che is principall</l>
               <l>And ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> with hym in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>Myniſtres fyue full dyuerſe</l>
               <l>Of whiche as I the ſhal reherce</l>
               <l>The fyrſt is ſayde hypocriſye</l>
               <l>If thou art of his companye</l>
               <l>Telle forth my ſonne / &amp; ſhryne the clene</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans</head>
                  <l>¶I wote not fadre what ye mene / </l>
                  <l>But this I wolde you beſeche</l>
                  <l>That ye me by ſomwey teche</l>
                  <l>what is to ben an hypocrite</l>
                  <l>And than if I be for to wyte</l>
                  <l>I woll beknowen / as it is</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor</head>
                  <l>¶My ſonne / an hypocrite is this</l>
                  <l>A man whiche feyneth conſcyence</l>
                  <l>As though it were all innocence</l>
                  <l>without / and is not ſo within</l>
                  <l>And doth / ſo for he wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>Of his deſyre the veyne aſtate</l>
                  <l>And whan he cometh anone there at</l>
                  <l>He ſheweth than / what he was</l>
                  <l>The corne is torned in to graſſe</l>
                  <l>That was a Roſe / is than a thorne</l>
                  <l>And he that was a lambe beforne</l>
                  <l>Is than a wolfe: and thus malyce</l>
                  <l>Vnder the colour of iuſtyce</l>
                  <l>Is had / and as the people telleth</l>
                  <l>Theſe ordres wyten where he dwelleth</l>
                  <l>As he that of her counſeyll is</l>
                  <l>And thylke worde / whiche they er this</l>
                  <l>Forſoken / he draweth in ayene</l>
                  <l>He clotheth ryches (as men ſeyne)</l>
                  <l>Vnder the ſympleſt of pouerte</l>
                  <l>And doth to ſeme of great deſerte</l>
                  <l>Thynge / whiche is lytell worthe within</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth in open / phy / to ſynne</l>
                  <l>And in ſecrete there is no vyce</l>
                  <l>Of whiche that he nys a noryce</l>
                  <l>And euer his chere is ſobre and ſofte</l>
                  <l>And where he goth he bleſſeth ofte</l>
                  <l>wherof the blynde worlde he dretcheth</l>
                  <l>But yet all onely he ne ſtretcheth</l>
                  <l>His rewle vpon relygion</l>
                  <l>But next to that condicion</l>
                  <l>In ſuche as clepe them holy churche</l>
                  <l>It ſheweth eke howe he can worche</l>
                  <l>Amonge the wyde furred hodes</l>
                  <l>To gete them the worldes goodes</l>
                  <l>And them ſelfe ben thylke ſame</l>
                  <l>That ſetten moſte the worlde in blame</l>
                  <l>But yet in contrarye of their lore</l>
                  <l>There is nothyn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> they louen more</l>
                  <l>So that femynge of lyght they werke</l>
                  <l>The dedes / whiche are inwarde derke</l>
                  <l>And thus this double hypocriſye</l>
                  <l>with is deuoute apparancye</l>
                  <l>A vyſer ſet vpon his face.</l>
                  <l>wherof towarde the worldes grace</l>
                  <l>He ſemeth to be ryght wel thewed</l>
                  <l>And yet his herte is all beſbrewed</l>
                  <l>But netheles he ſtant beleued</l>
                  <l>And hath his purpos ofte acheued</l>
                  <l>Of worſhip / and of worldes welthe</l>
                  <l>And taketh it / as who ſayth by ſtelthe</l>
                  <l>Through couerture of his fallas</l>
                  <l>And ryght ſo in ſemblable cas</l>
                  <l>This vyce hath eke his offycers</l>
                  <l>Amonge theſe other ſeculers</l>
                  <l>Of great men / for of the ſmale</l>
                  <l>As for to accompt he ſet no tale</l>
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                  <l>But they that paſſen the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune</l>
                  <l>with ſuche hym lyketh to co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune</l>
                  <l>And where he ſayth / he woll ſocoure</l>
                  <l>The people / there he woll deuoure</l>
                  <l>For nowe a day is many one</l>
                  <l>whiche ſpeketh of Peter and of Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>And thynketh Iudas in his hert</l>
                  <l>There ſhall no worldes good aſtert</l>
                  <l>His hande: and yet he geueth almeſſe</l>
                  <l>And faſteth ofte / and hereth meſſe</l>
                  <l>with <hi>mea culpa</hi> whiche he ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Vpon his breſte full ofte he leyth</l>
                  <l>His hande and caſt vpwarde his eye</l>
                  <l>As though Chriſtes face he ſeie</l>
                  <l>So that it ſemeth at ſyght</l>
                  <l>As he alone all other myght</l>
                  <l>Reſcue with his holy dede</l>
                  <l>But yet his herte in other ſtede</l>
                  <l>Amonge his beades moſte deuoute</l>
                  <l>Goth in the worldes cauſe aboute</l>
                  <l>Howe that he myght his waryſon</l>
                  <l>E<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>reſe and in compariſon / </l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>at confeſſor cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ama<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te ſuper iffa hypo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> amoris facie frandufe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ter ſatita<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>do <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>cticus creduſas ſepiſſime dece <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tia.</head>
               <l>¶There ben louers of ſuche a ſorte</l>
               <l>That feynen them an humble porte</l>
               <l>And all is but hypocriſye</l>
               <l>whiche with deceyte and flaterye</l>
               <l>Hath many a worthy wyfe begyled</l>
               <l>For whan he hath his tonge a fyled</l>
               <l>with ſofte ſpeche / and with leſynge</l>
               <l>Forthwith his falſe pitous lokynge</l>
               <l>He wolde make a woman wene</l>
               <l>To gone vpon the feyre grene</l>
               <l>whan that ſhe fauleth in the myre</l>
               <l>For if he may haue his deſyre</l>
               <l>Howe ſo falleth of the remenaunt</l>
               <l>He holte no worde of couenaunt</l>
               <l>But or the tyme that he ſpede</l>
               <l>There is no ſleygthe at thylke nede</l>
               <l>whiche any loues faytour may</l>
               <l>That he ne put it in aſſay</l>
               <l>As hym belongeth for to done</l>
               <l>The colour of the reyny Mone</l>
               <l>with medicyne vpon his face</l>
               <l>He ſet / and than he aſketh grace</l>
               <l>As he / whiche hath ſykenes feyned</l>
               <l>whan his viſage is ſo deſteyned</l>
               <l>with eye vp caſte on her he ſyketh</l>
               <l>And many a contynaunce he piketh</l>
               <l>To bryngen her in to beleue</l>
               <l>Of thing / which that he wolde acheue</l>
               <l>wherof he beareth the pale hewe</l>
               <l>And for he wolde ſeme trewe</l>
               <l>He maketh him ſicke / whan he is heyle</l>
               <l>But whan he bereth loweſt ſeyle</l>
               <l>Than is he ſwyfteſte to begyle</l>
               <l>The woman / whiche that ylke whyle</l>
               <l>Set vpon hym feyth or credence</l>
               <l>¶My ſonne if thou thy conſcience</l>
               <l>Entamed haſte in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>In ſhryfte thou the myght auyſe</l>
               <l>And telle it me / if it be ſo</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶Myn holy fadre certes no</l>
                     <l>As for to feyne ſuche ſickeneſſe</l>
                     <l>It nedeth nought: for this wytneſſe</l>
                     <l>I take of god / that my courage</l>
                     <l>Hath ben more ſicke than my viſage</l>
                     <l>And eke this may I well auowe</l>
                     <l>So lowe couthe I neuer bowe</l>
                     <l>To feyne humilyte withoute</l>
                     <l>That me ne lyſte better loute</l>
                     <l>with all the thoughtes of myn herte</l>
                     <l>For that thynge ſhall me neuer aſterte</l>
                     <l>I ſpeke as to my lady dere</l>
                     <l>To make her any feyned chere</l>
                     <l>God wote well there I lye nought</l>
                     <l>My chere hath be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuch as my thought</l>
                     <l>For in good feithe this leueth wele</l>
                     <l>My wyll was better a thouſande dele</l>
                     <l>Than any chere that I couthe</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But ſyre if I haue in my yougthe</l>
                     <l>Done other wyſe in other place</l>
                     <l>I put me therof in your grace</l>
                     <l>For this excuſen I ne ſhall</l>
                     <l>That I haue elles ouer all</l>
                     <l>To loue and to his companye</l>
                     <l>Be pleyne without hypocriſie</l>
                     <l>But there is one / the whiche I ſerue</l>
                     <l>All though I may no thanke deſerue</l>
                     <l>To whom yet neuer vnto this daye</l>
                     <l>I ſayde only ye or nay</l>
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                     <l>But if it ſo were in my thought</l>
                     <l>As touchend other ſay I nought</l>
                     <l>That I nam ſomdele for to wyte</l>
                     <l>Of that ye clepe an hypocryte</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶My ſonne it ſyt well euery wyght</l>
                  <l>To kepe his worde in trouth vpright</l>
                  <l>Towardes loue in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>For who that wolde hym well aduyſe</l>
                  <l>what hath befalle in this mattere</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde nought with feyned chere</l>
                  <l>Deceyue loue in no degre</l>
                  <l>To loue is euery hert fre</l>
                  <l>But in deceyte if that thou feyneſte</l>
                  <l>And therupon thy luſte atteyneſte</l>
                  <l>That thou haſte wonne with thy wyle</l>
                  <l>Though it the lyke for a whyle</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt it afterwarde repente</l>
                  <l>And for to prouen myne entente</l>
                  <l>I fynde enſample in a Crony<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan>
                  </l>
                  <l>Of them that loue ſo biſwyke</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Quod hypocriſia ſit in amore periculoſa nar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rat exemplum, qualiter ſub regno Tiberij im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peratoris quidam miles nomine Mundus, qui Romanorum dux militie tunc prefuit, dominam Paulinam pulcher rimam caſtitatis <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> famoſiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſunam mediantibus duobus falſis preſbiteris in Templo Ifys domini ſui ſe eſſe fingens ſub ficte ſanctitatis hipocriſi nocturno tempore vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiauit, vn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>idem dux in exiſiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, preſbiteri in morte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ob ſui criminis enormitatem damnati extitera<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶It befelle by olde dayes thus</l>
                  <l>whylome the emperour Tiberius</l>
                  <l>The monarche of Rome ladde</l>
                  <l>There was a worthy Romayn had</l>
                  <l>A wyfe, and ſhe Paulina hyght</l>
                  <l>whiche was to euery mannis ſyght</l>
                  <l>Of all the citie the fayreſte</l>
                  <l>And as men ſayden eke the beſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It is and hath ben euer yet</l>
                  <l>That ſo ſtronge is no mans wytte</l>
                  <l>which through beaute ne may be drawe</l>
                  <l>To loue, and ſtonde vnder the lawe</l>
                  <l>Of thylke bore freile kynde</l>
                  <l>whiche maketh the hertes eyen blynde</l>
                  <l>where no reaſon may be communed</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe ſtode fortuned</l>
                  <l>This tale, of whiche I woll mene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This wyfe / whiche in her luſtes grene</l>
                  <l>was fayre and freſſhe and tender of age</l>
                  <l>She may not let the courage</l>
                  <l>Of hym, that wol on her aſſote</l>
                  <l>There was a duke, and he was hotte</l>
                  <l>Mundus, whiche had in his bayllye</l>
                  <l>To lede the chaualrye</l>
                  <l>Of Rome: and was a worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>But yet he was nought of ſuche myght</l>
                  <l>The ſtrengthe of loue to withſtonde</l>
                  <l>That he ne was ſo brought to honde</l>
                  <l>That maulgre whether he wol or no</l>
                  <l>This yonge wyfe he loueth ſo</l>
                  <l>That he hath put all his aſſay</l>
                  <l>To wynne thynge / whiche he ne may</l>
                  <l>Gette of her graunt in no maner</l>
                  <l>By yefte of gold / ne by prayer</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſawe, that by no mede</l>
                  <l>Toward her loue he myght ſpede</l>
                  <l>By ſleyght feyned than he wrought</l>
                  <l>And therupon he hym bethought</l>
                  <l>Howe that there was in the cytie</l>
                  <l>A temple of ſuche auctoritie</l>
                  <l>To whiche, with great deuocion</l>
                  <l>The noble women of the towne</l>
                  <l>Moſte comonly a pilgremage</l>
                  <l>Gone for to pray thylke ymage</l>
                  <l>whiche the goddeſſe of chyldynge is</l>
                  <l>And cleped was by name Iſys</l>
                  <l>And in her temple than were</l>
                  <l>(To rewle and to myniſtre there</l>
                  <l>After the lawe / whiche was tho)</l>
                  <l>Abouen all other preſtes two</l>
                  <l>This duke, which thought his loue get</l>
                  <l>Vpon a day them two to mete</l>
                  <l>Hath bede: and they come at his heſte</l>
                  <l>where they had a riche feſte</l>
                  <l>And after mete in preuy place</l>
                  <l>This lorde, which wolde his tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ke purchace</l>
                  <l>To eche of the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> yafe tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> a gyfte</l>
                  <l>And ſpake ſo by waye of ſhryfte</l>
                  <l>He drough them in to his couyne</l>
                  <l>To helpe and ſhape howe Paulyne</l>
                  <l>After his luſte deceyue myght</l>
                  <l>And they their trouthes bothe plyght</l>
                  <l>That they by nyght her ſhulde wynne</l>
                  <l>Into the temple, and be therinne</l>
                  <l>Shall haue of her all his intent</l>
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                  <l>And thus accorded forth they wente</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now liſte through whiche hipocryſie</l>
                  <l>Ordeyned was the trecherye</l>
                  <l>wherof this lady was deceyued</l>
                  <l>Theſe preſtes hadden wel conceyued</l>
                  <l>That ſhe was of great holyneſſe</l>
                  <l>And with a counterfeyt ſympleſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche hyd was in a fals courage</l>
                  <l>Feyned an heuenly meſſage</l>
                  <l>They come, and ſayde vnto her thus</l>
                  <l>Paulyne, the God Anubus</l>
                  <l>Hath ſente vs both preſente here</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, he wol to the appere</l>
                  <l>By nyghtes tyme hym ſelfe alone</l>
                  <l>For loue he hath to thy perſone</l>
                  <l>And therupon he hath vs bede</l>
                  <l>That we in Iſys Temple a ſtede</l>
                  <l>Honeſtly for the purueye</l>
                  <l>where thou by nyght as we the ſeye</l>
                  <l>Of hym ſhalt take a viſyon</l>
                  <l>For vpon thy condicyon</l>
                  <l>The whiche is chaſte and full of feythe</l>
                  <l>Suche pryce (as he vs tolde) he leyth</l>
                  <l>That he woll ſtonde of thin accorde</l>
                  <l>And for to beare herof recorde</l>
                  <l>He ſende vs hyder bothe two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Glad was her innocence tho</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche wordes / as ſhe herd</l>
                  <l>with humble chere, and thus anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, that the goddes wyll</l>
                  <l>She was all redy to fulfyll</l>
                  <l>That by her houſbondes leue</l>
                  <l>She wolde in Iſys Temple at eue</l>
                  <l>Vpon her goddes grace abyde</l>
                  <l>To ſeruen hym the nyghtes tyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The preſtes tho gon home agayne</l>
                  <l>And ſhe goth to her ſouerayne</l>
                  <l>Of goddes wyll / and as it was</l>
                  <l>She tolde hym all the playne cas</l>
                  <l>wherof he was deceyued cke</l>
                  <l>And badde, that ſhe her ſhulde meke</l>
                  <l>All hole vnto the goddes heſte</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhe / whiche was all honeſte</l>
                  <l>To godwarde, after her entent</l>
                  <l>At nyght vnto the temple went</l>
                  <l>where that the fals preſtes were</l>
                  <l>And they receyuen her there</l>
                  <l>with ſuche a token of holyneſſe</l>
                  <l>As though they ſeen a goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>And all within in preuy place</l>
                  <l>A ſofte bedde of large ſpace</l>
                  <l>They hadde made, and encorteyned</l>
                  <l>where ſhe was afterward engyned</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche all honour ſuppoſeth</l>
                  <l>The fals preſtes than oppoſeth</l>
                  <l>And axeth by what obſeruaunce</l>
                  <l>She myght moſte / to the pleſaunce</l>
                  <l>Of god / that nyghtes reule kepe</l>
                  <l>And they her bydden for to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>Lyggend vpon the bedde a lofte</l>
                  <l>For ſo they ſayden / ſtyll and ſoft</l>
                  <l>God Anubus her wolde awake</l>
                  <l>The counſeyll in this wyſe take</l>
                  <l>The preſtes fro this lady gone</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that wyſte of gyle none</l>
                  <l>In the maner as it was ſayde</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe vpon the bedde, is leyde</l>
                  <l>In hope that ſhe ſhulde acheue</l>
                  <l>Thinge, whiche ſtode than vpon beleue</l>
                  <l>Fulfylled of all holyneſſe</l>
                  <l>But ſhe hath fayled as I geſſe</l>
                  <l>For in a cloſet faſte by</l>
                  <l>The duke was hyd ſo priuely</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hym myght not perceyue</l>
                  <l>And he that thought to deceyue</l>
                  <l>Hath ſuche aray vpon nome</l>
                  <l>That whan he wolde vnto her come</l>
                  <l>It ſhulde ſemen at her eye</l>
                  <l>As though ſhe verily ſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e</l>
                  <l>God Anubus / and in ſuche wyſe</l>
                  <l>This hypocryte / of his queyntyſe</l>
                  <l>Awayteth euer tyll ſhe ſlept</l>
                  <l>And than out of his place he crept</l>
                  <l>So ſtyll, that ſhe nothynge herde</l>
                  <l>And to the bedde ſtalkynge he ferde</l>
                  <l>And ſodenly, er ſhe it wyſte</l>
                  <l>Beclypt in armes he her kyſte</l>
                  <l>wherof in womannyſſ he drede</l>
                  <l>She woke, and nyſte what to rede</l>
                  <l>But he / with ſofte wordes mylde</l>
                  <l>Comforteth her / and ſayth / with childe</l>
                  <l>He wolde her make in ſuche a kynde</l>
                  <l>That all the world ſhall haue in mynde</l>
                  <l>The worſhippe of that ylke ſonne</l>
                  <l>For he ſhall with the goddes wone</l>
                  <l>And ben hym ſelfe a god alſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>with ſuche wordes, and with mo</l>
                  <l>The whiche he fayneth in his ſpeche</l>
                  <l>This ladyes wytte was all to ſeche</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche all trouth weneth</l>
                  <l>But he, that all vntrouth meneth</l>
                  <l>with blynde tales ſo her ladde</l>
                  <l>That all his wyll of her he hadde</l>
                  <l>And whan him thought it was inough</l>
                  <l>Agayne the day he hym withdrough</l>
                  <l>So pryuely, that ſhe ne wyſte</l>
                  <l>where he become, but as hym lyſte</l>
                  <l>Out of the temple he goth his way</l>
                  <l>And ſhe beganne to bydde and pray</l>
                  <l>Vpon the bare grounde knelende</l>
                  <l>And after that made her offrende</l>
                  <l>And to the preſtes yeftes great</l>
                  <l>She yafe, and homeward by the ſtrete</l>
                  <l>The duke her mette, and ſayde thus</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The myghty god, whiche Anubus</l>
                  <l>Is hote, he ſaue the Paulyne</l>
                  <l>For thou arte of his diſciplyne</l>
                  <l>So holy, that no mannes myght</l>
                  <l>Maye do, that he hath do to nyght</l>
                  <l>Of thing, which thou haſt euer eſchued</l>
                  <l>But I his grace haue ſo purſued</l>
                  <l>That I was made his leutenaunt</l>
                  <l>For thy by way of couenaunt</l>
                  <l>From this day forth I am all thyn</l>
                  <l>And if the lyke to be myne</l>
                  <l>That ſtonde vpon thyn one wylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She herde this tale, and bare it ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And home ſhe went as it befyll</l>
                  <l>Into her chambre, and there ſhe fyll</l>
                  <l>Vpon her bedde to wepe and crye</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, O derke hypocriſie</l>
                  <l>Through whoſe diſſimulation</l>
                  <l>Of falſe imagynation</l>
                  <l>I am thus wyckedly deceyued</l>
                  <l>But that I haue it apperceyued</l>
                  <l>I thanke vnto the goddes all</l>
                  <l>For though it ones be befalle</l>
                  <l>I ſhall neuer efte while that I lyue</l>
                  <l>And thylke auowe to god I yeue</l>
                  <l>And thus wepende ſhe complayneth</l>
                  <l>Her faire face and all diſtyneth</l>
                  <l>with wofull teares her eye</l>
                  <l>So that vpon this agonye</l>
                  <l>Her huſbonde is in come</l>
                  <l>And ſawe howe ſhe was ouercome</l>
                  <l>with ſorow / &amp; axeth her what her eileth</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with that her ſelfe beweileth</l>
                  <l>well more than ſhe dydde afore</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, alas wyfehode is lore</l>
                  <l>In me / whiche whylom was honeſt</l>
                  <l>I am none other than a beaſte</l>
                  <l>Nowe I defouled am of two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as ſhe myght ſpeake tho</l>
                  <l>Aſhamed with a pytous onde</l>
                  <l>She tolde vnto her huſbonde</l>
                  <l>The ſothe of all the hole tale</l>
                  <l>And in her ſpeche, deade and pale</l>
                  <l>She ſwouneth well nygh to the laſt</l>
                  <l>And he her in his armes faſte</l>
                  <l>Vphelde, and ofte ſwore his othe</l>
                  <l>That he with her is nothynge wroth</l>
                  <l>For wel he wote ſhe may there nought</l>
                  <l>But netheles within his thought</l>
                  <l>His herte ſtode in a ſory plyte</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he wolde of that deſpyte</l>
                  <l>Be auenged, howe ſo euer it falle</l>
                  <l>And ſent vnto his frendes all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan they were comen in fere</l>
                  <l>He tolde them vpon this matere</l>
                  <l>And aſketh them, what was to done</l>
                  <l>And they auyſed were ſoone</l>
                  <l>And ſaid: It thought them for the beſt</l>
                  <l>To ſette fyrſte his wyfe in reſte</l>
                  <l>And after playne to the kynge</l>
                  <l>Vpon the matter of this thynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was his wofull wyfe comforted</l>
                  <l>By all wayes, and diſported</l>
                  <l>Tyll that ſhe was ſomedele amended</l>
                  <l>And thus they a day or two diſpended</l>
                  <l>The thirde day ſhe goth to playne</l>
                  <l>with many a worthy citezeine</l>
                  <l>And he with many a citezeine</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan the emperour it herde ſeyne</l>
                  <l>And knewe the falſeheed of the vice</l>
                  <l>He ſayde he wolde do Iuſtyce</l>
                  <l>And fyrſte he lette the preſtes take</l>
                  <l>And for they ſhulde it not forſake</l>
                  <l>He put them in to queſtion</l>
                  <l>But they of the ſuggeſtion</l>
                  <l>Ne coude not a worde refuſe</l>
                  <l>But for they wolde them ſelfe excuſe</l>
                  <l>The blame vpon the duke they layde</l>
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                  <l>But there ayene the counſayle ſayde</l>
                  <l>That they be nought excuſed ſo</l>
                  <l>For he is one and they be two</l>
                  <l>And two haue more wytte than one</l>
                  <l>So thylke excuſement was none</l>
                  <l>And ouer that was ſayde them eke</l>
                  <l>That whan men wolde vertue ſeke</l>
                  <l>Men ſhulde it in the preſtes fynde</l>
                  <l>Their ordre is of ſo hygh a kynde</l>
                  <l>That they be diuiſers of the wey</l>
                  <l>Yet thy if any man forſwey</l>
                  <l>Through them, they be not excuſable</l>
                  <l>And thus by lawe reaſonable</l>
                  <l>Amonge the wyſe iudges there</l>
                  <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>tes bothe damned were</l>
                  <l>So that the preuy trechery</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> vnder falſe hypocriſie</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> all openly ſhewed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> a man the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> hath beſhrewed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the preſtes weren deed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of thylke horrible dede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ghten purge, &amp; thylke image</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was the pylgremage</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> out, and alſo faſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the Tyber they it caſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ner it hath defyed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the temple purifyed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of thylke horrible ſynne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s that tyme do therin</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> poynt ſuche was the diuiſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> duke was otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> with loue was beſtad</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was nought ſo harde ladde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> put reaſone aweye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ought ſe the ryght wey</l>
                  <l>And o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> this cauſe he was reſpited</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that the death hym was acquited</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ll that he was exyled</l>
                  <l>Y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> he his loue had ſo begyled</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hat he ſhall neuer come ayene</l>
                  <l>y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> that is to trouth vnpleyne</l>
                  <l>He may not faylen of vengeaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke to take remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Of that hypocriſie hath wrought</l>
                  <l>On other halue men ſhulden nought</l>
                  <l>To lyghtly leue all that they here</l>
                  <l>But than ſhulde a wyſeman ſtere</l>
                  <l>The ſhyp, whan ſuche wyndes blowe</l>
                  <l>For fyrſt though they begynne lowe</l>
                  <l>At ende they be nought meuable</l>
                  <l>But all to broke maſt and cable</l>
                  <l>So that the ſhyp with ſodayne blaſt</l>
                  <l>(whan men leſte wene) to ouercaſt</l>
                  <l>As nowe full often a man may ſe</l>
                  <l>And of olde tyme howe it hath be</l>
                  <l>I fynde a great experyence</l>
                  <l>wherof to take an euydence</l>
                  <l>Good is, and to beware alſo</l>
                  <l>Of the peryll or hym be woo</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic vſterius ponit exemplum de iſſa etiam hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pocriſia / que inter virum et virum deciptens pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riculo ſiſſima conſiſtit / Si narrat qualiter G<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>eci in obſidione ciuitatis Troie, cum ipſam vi appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hendere nullatenus potuerut, fallaci animo cum Troianis pacem vt dicunt pro perpetuo ſtatue<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bant: et ſuper hoc quendam equm mire graſſio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nis de ere fabricatum ad ſacrifica<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dum in tempſo Minerue confingentes.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of them that ben ſo derke within</l>
                  <l>At Troye alſo if we begynne</l>
                  <l>Hypocriſie it hath betrayde</l>
                  <l>For whan the grekes had all aſſayed</l>
                  <l>And fonde that by no batayle</l>
                  <l>Ne by no ſyege it myght auayle</l>
                  <l>The towne to wynne through proweſſe</l>
                  <l>This vice fayned of ſympleſſe</l>
                  <l>Through ſleyght of Cale as &amp; of Cryſe</l>
                  <l>It wanne by ſuche a maner wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>An horſe of braſſe they lette do forge</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche entayle, and of ſuche a forge</l>
                  <l>That in this worlde was neuer man</l>
                  <l>That ſuche an other werke began</l>
                  <l>The crafty werkeman Epius.</l>
                  <l>It made, and for to telle thus</l>
                  <l>The grekes that thoughten to begyle</l>
                  <l>The kynge of Troye in thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>with Antenor, and with Ence</l>
                  <l>That were bothe of the citie</l>
                  <l>And of the counſell the wyſeſt</l>
                  <l>The rycheſt / and the myghtieſt</l>
                  <l>In priue place ſo they treate</l>
                  <l>with fayre beheſtes and yeftes greate</l>
                  <l>Of golde / that they than haue engined</l>
                  <l>To gether / and whan they be couined</l>
                  <l>They feynen for to make peace</l>
                  <l>And vnder that neuer the leſſe</l>
                  <pb n="14" facs="tcp:7065:22"/>
                  <l>They ſhopen the deſtruction</l>
                  <l>Bothe of the kyng, and of the towne</l>
                  <l>And thus the fals peace was take</l>
                  <l>Of them of Grece and vndertake</l>
                  <l>And thervpon they fonde awey</l>
                  <l>where ſtrength myght not awey</l>
                  <l>That ſleyght ſhulde helpe than</l>
                  <l>And of an ynche a large ſpanne</l>
                  <l>By colour of the peace they made</l>
                  <l>And tolden howe they were gladde</l>
                  <l>Of that they ſtonden in accorde</l>
                  <l>And for it ſhall ben of recorde</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kynge the grekes ſayden</l>
                  <l>By way of loue, and thus they prayden</l>
                  <l>As they that wolde his thanke deſerue</l>
                  <l>A ſacrifyce vnto Mynerue</l>
                  <l>(The peace to kepe in good intent)</l>
                  <l>They muſt offre, or that they went.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge counſayled in the caſe</l>
                  <l>By Antenor and Eneas</l>
                  <l>Therto hath youen his aſſent</l>
                  <l>So was the playne trouthe blent</l>
                  <l>Through counterfete hypocriſie</l>
                  <l>Of that they ſhulden ſacrifye</l>
                  <l>The grekes vnder the holynes</l>
                  <l>Anone with all beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Theyr hors of braſſe lette faire dight</l>
                  <l>whiche was to ſene a wonder ſyght</l>
                  <l>For it was trapped of hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>And had of ſmale wheles twelue</l>
                  <l>Vpon the whiche men inough</l>
                  <l>with craft toward the towne it drougb</l>
                  <l>And goth glyſtrende ayenſt the ſonne</l>
                  <l>Tho was there ioye inough begonne</l>
                  <l>For Troye in great deuocion</l>
                  <l>Came alſo with proceſſion</l>
                  <l>Ayenſt this noble ſacrifyce</l>
                  <l>with great honour, and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>Vnto the gates they it brought</l>
                  <l>But of theyr entre whan they ſoughte</l>
                  <l>The gates weren all to ſmale</l>
                  <l>And therupon was many a tale</l>
                  <l>But for the worſhyppe of Mynerue</l>
                  <l>To whome they comen for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>They of the towne whiche vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>That all this thyng was done for good</l>
                  <l>For peace, wherof that they be gladde</l>
                  <l>The gates that Neptunus made.</l>
                  <l>A thouſande wynter ther to fore</l>
                  <l>They haue anone to broke and tore</l>
                  <l>The ſtronge walles downe they bet</l>
                  <l>So that in to the large ſtrete</l>
                  <l>This horſe with great ſolemnite</l>
                  <l>was brought within the citie</l>
                  <l>And offered with great reuerence</l>
                  <l>whiche was to Troye an euidence</l>
                  <l>Of loue and peace for euermo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The grekes token leaue tho</l>
                  <l>with all the hole felauſhyppe</l>
                  <l>And forth they wenten in to ſhyppe</l>
                  <l>And croſſen ſayle, and made hem yare</l>
                  <l>Anone as though they wolden fare</l>
                  <l>But whan the blacke wynter nyghte</l>
                  <l>(without mone or ſterre lyght)</l>
                  <l>Bederked hath the water ſtronde</l>
                  <l>All priuely they gone to londe</l>
                  <l>Full armed out of the nauye</l>
                  <l>Symon, whiche was made their eſpie</l>
                  <l>within Troy, as was conſpired</l>
                  <l>whan tyme was a token fyred</l>
                  <l>And hath with that their waye holden</l>
                  <l>And comen right as they wolden</l>
                  <l>There as the gate was to broke</l>
                  <l>The purpoſe was full take and ſpoke</l>
                  <l>Er any man may take kepe</l>
                  <l>whyle that the citie was a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>They ſlowen all that was within</l>
                  <l>And token what they myghten wynne</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche good as was ſuffiſaunt</l>
                  <l>And brenden vp the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>And thus come out the trechery</l>
                  <l>whiche vnder falſe hypocriſie</l>
                  <l>was hydde, and they that wened peace</l>
                  <l>Tho myghten fynde no releaſe</l>
                  <l>Of thilke ſwerde, whiche al deuoureth</l>
                  <l>Full ofte and thus the ſwete ſoureth</l>
                  <l>whan it is knowe to the taſte</l>
                  <l>He ſpylleth many a worde in waſte</l>
                  <l>That ſhall with ſuche a people trete</l>
                  <l>For whan he weneth moſte beyete</l>
                  <l>Than is he ſhape mooſte to leſe</l>
                  <l>And ryghte ſo if a woman cheſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the wordes, that ſhe hereth</l>
                  <l>Som man when he moſt true appereth</l>
                  <l>Than is be fortheſt fro the trouth</l>
                  <l>But yet full ofte, and that is routh</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:23"/>
                  <l>They ſpeden, that be mooſt vntrue</l>
                  <l>And louen euery day a newe</l>
                  <l>wherof the lyfe is after lothe</l>
                  <l>And loue hath cauſe to be wrothe</l>
                  <l>But what man his luſte deſyreth</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and thervpon conſpireth</l>
                  <l>with wordes feyned to deceyue</l>
                  <l>He ſhall not fayle to receyue</l>
                  <l>His peyne, as it is ofte ſene.</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶ For thy my ſonne, as I the mene</l>
                  <l>It fytte the well to take hede</l>
                  <l>That thou eſchewe of thy manhede</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>pocriſie, and his ſemblaunt</l>
                  <l>That thou ne nought be deceyuaunt</l>
                  <l>To make a woman to beleue</l>
                  <l>Thynge, whiche is not in thy beleue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſuche feynt hypocriſie</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> is all the trecherye</l>
                  <l>Through whiche Loue is deceiued ofte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ed ſemblaunt is ſo ſofte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>hes loue maye beware</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thy ſonne, as I well dare</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ge the to flee that vyce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>at many a woman hath made nyce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> loke thou deale not with all.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> father nomore I ſhall.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>Nowe ſon kepe, that thou haſt ſwore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>or this that thou haſte herde before</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>yd, the fyrſt poynt of pryde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> vpon that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>yue and ſpeake ouer this</l>
                  <l>Touchande of pryde yet there is</l>
                  <l>The poynte ſeconde I the behote</l>
                  <l>whiche Inobedience is hote.</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> frangi melius reputatur, et olle</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>ad cacabium pugna <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>alere nequit.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> lex hoim, ne<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> lex diuina valebit</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap>, multotiens corde reflectit amor.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> fle<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>tir amor, no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> eſt flecte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dus ab ullo,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>rigor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ilius plus elephaute riget.</l>
                     <l>D<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>tur amor, poterit quos ſcire rebelles,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                           <desc>••••</desc>
                        </gap>ibus ſortem preſtat habere rudem.</l>
                     <l>Sed qui ſponte ſui ſubicit ſe cordis amore,</l>
                     <l>Frangit in aduerſis omnia fata pius.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>c loquitur de ſecunda a ſpecie ſuperbie / que In<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>edi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ng dicitur. Et primo illins vicii natura ſimpliciter declarat. Et tractat co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>feque<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ter ſuper iffa inobedie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tia / que in curia Cupidinis exoſa a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moris cam<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ex ſua ide ſillitate ſepiſſime retardat.</head>
               <l>¶This vice of inobedience</l>
               <l>(Agayne the reule of conſcyence)</l>
               <l>All that is humble he diſaloweth</l>
               <l>That he towarde his god ne boweth</l>
               <l>After the lawes of his heſte</l>
               <l>Not as a man, but as a beaſte</l>
               <l>whiche gothe vpon his luſtes wylde</l>
               <l>So goth this proude vyce vnmylde</l>
               <l>That he diſdayneth all lawe</l>
               <l>He not what is to be felawe</l>
               <l>And ſerue may be not for pryde</l>
               <l>So is he ledde on euery ſyde</l>
               <l>And is that ſelue / of whom men ſpeake</l>
               <l>whiche woll not bowe, or that he breke</l>
               <l>I not if loue myght hym plye</l>
               <l>For els for to iuſtifye</l>
               <l>His herte, I not what myght auayle</l>
               <l>For thy my ſonne of ſuche entayle</l>
               <l>If that thyn herte be diſpoſed</l>
               <l>Telle out and let it nought be gloſed</l>
               <l>For if that thou vnbuxome be</l>
               <l>To loue, I not in what degre</l>
               <l>Thou ſhalte thy good worde acheue</l>
               <l>¶My father ye ſhall well beleue</l>
               <l>The yonge whelpe, whiche is affayted</l>
               <l>Hath not his mayſter better awayted</l>
               <l>To couche / whan he ſaith go lowe</l>
               <l>That I anone / as I may knowe</l>
               <l>My lady wyll me bowe more</l>
               <l>But other whyle I grutche ſore</l>
               <l>Of ſome thynges / that ſhe doth</l>
               <l>wherof that I woll tell ſoth</l>
               <l>For of two poyntes I am bethought</l>
               <l>That though I wolde I might nought</l>
               <l>O beye vnto my ladies beſt</l>
               <l>But I dare make this beheſt</l>
               <l>Saufe only of that ylke two</l>
               <l>I am vnburome of no mo.</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>what ben tho two, tell on quod he</l>
                     <l>My father this is one, that ſhe</l>
                     <l>Commaundeth me my mouthe to cloſe</l>
                     <l>And that I ſhulde her nought appoſe</l>
                     <l>In loue, of whiche I ofte preche</l>
                     <l>And plenarly of ſuche a ſpeche</l>
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                     <l>Forbere, and ſuffre her in peace</l>
                     <l>But that ne myght I netheles</l>
                     <l>For all this worlde obey I wys</l>
                     <l>For whan I am there, as ſhe is</l>
                     <l>Though ſhe my tales mought alowe</l>
                     <l>Ayene her wyll yet mote I bowe</l>
                     <l>To ſeche, if that I myght haue grace</l>
                     <l>But that thynge may I not embrace</l>
                     <l>For ought that I can ſpeke or do</l>
                     <l>And yet full ofte I ſpeake ſo</l>
                     <l>That ſhe is wroth, and ſayth be ſtylle</l>
                     <l>If I that beeſt ſhall fulfylle</l>
                     <l>And therto ben obedyent</l>
                     <l>Than is my cauſe fully ſhent</l>
                     <l>For ſpecheles may no man ſpede</l>
                     <l>So wote I not what is to rede</l>
                     <l>But certes I may nought obeye</l>
                     <l>That I ne mote algates ſaye</l>
                     <l>Some what, of that I wolde mene</l>
                     <l>For euer it is a lyche grene</l>
                     <l>The great loue, whiche I haue</l>
                     <l>wherof I can not bothe ſaue</l>
                     <l>My ſpeche, and this obedience</l>
                     <l>And thus full ofte my ſilence</l>
                     <l>I breke: and is the firſt poynt</l>
                     <l>wherof that I am out of point</l>
                     <l>In this, and yet it is no pride</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Nowe then vpon that other ſyde</l>
                     <l>To telle my diſobeyſaunce</l>
                     <l>Full ſore it ſtant to my greuaunce</l>
                     <l>And may not ſynke in to my witte</l>
                     <l>Full ofte tyme ſhe me bytte</l>
                     <l>To leuen her, and cheſe a newe</l>
                     <l>And ſaith, if I the ſothe knewe</l>
                     <l>Howe farre I ſtonde from her grace</l>
                     <l>I ſhulde loue in an other place</l>
                     <l>But therof woll I diſobeye</l>
                     <l>For alſo well ſhe myght ſeye</l>
                     <l>So take the mone, there it ſytte</l>
                     <l>As brynge that into my wytte</l>
                     <l>For there was neuer roted tree</l>
                     <l>That ſtode ſo faſte in his degree</l>
                     <l>That I ne ſtande more faſte</l>
                     <l>Vpon her loue / and may not caſte</l>
                     <l>Myn herte awey, all though I wolde</l>
                     <l>For god wote though I neuer ſhulde</l>
                     <l>Sene her with eye after this daye</l>
                     <l>yet ſtout it ſo, that I ne maye</l>
                     <l>Her loue out of my breaſt remue</l>
                     <l>This is a wonder retenue</l>
                     <l>That maulgre where ſhe woll or none</l>
                     <l>Myn herte is euermo in one</l>
                     <l>So that I can none other cheſe</l>
                     <l>But whether that I wynne or leſe</l>
                     <l>I mote her louen tyll I deye</l>
                     <l>And thus I breke as by that wey</l>
                     <l>Her beſtes, and her commaundynges</l>
                     <l>But truly in none other thynges</l>
                     <l>For thy my father what is more</l>
                     <l>Touchande vnto this ylke lore</l>
                     <l>I you beſeche, after the forme</l>
                     <l>That ye playnly me wolde enforme</l>
                     <l>So that I may myn herte reule</l>
                     <l>In loues cauſe after the rule.</l>
                  </lg>
                  <q>
                     <l>Murmur in aduerſis ita concipit ille ſuperbus,</l>
                     <l>Pena quod ex bina ſorte purget cum.</l>
                     <l>O bina fortunae cum ſpes in amore reſiſtu,</l>
                     <l>Non ſine mentali murmure plangit amans.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur de murmure et planctu / qui ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per omnes afios inobedientie ſecretiores / vt miniſtri iſſi beſeruiant.</head>
               <l>¶Toward this vice / of which we trete</l>
               <l>There ben yet tweye of thilke eſtrete</l>
               <l>Her name is murmure and complaynt,</l>
               <l>Ther can no man her chere peynt.</l>
               <l>To ſette a gladde ſemblaunt therin</l>
               <l>For though fortune make them wynne</l>
               <l>yet grutchen they / and if they leſe</l>
               <l>There is no waye for to cheſe</l>
               <l>wherof they myght ſtonde appeſed</l>
               <l>So ben they commonly diſeſed</l>
               <l>There may no welth ne pouerte</l>
               <l>Attempren them to the deſerte</l>
               <l>Of buxomnes by no wyſe</l>
               <l>For ofte tyme they deſpiſe</l>
               <l>The good fortune as the badde</l>
               <l>As they no mannes reaſone hadde</l>
               <l>Through pride / wherof they ben blinde</l>
               <l>And ryght of ſuche a maner kynde</l>
               <l>Ther be louers, that though they haue</l>
               <l>Of loue all that they wolde craue</l>
               <l>yet woll they grutchen by ſome weye</l>
               <l>That they wolde not to loue obeye</l>
               <l>Vpon the trouth, as they do ſhulde</l>
               <l>And if them lacketh, that they wolde</l>
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               <l>Anon they falle in ſuche a peyne</l>
               <l>That euer vnbuxomly they pleyne</l>
               <l>Vpon fortune, and curſe and crye</l>
               <l>That they woll not her hertes plye</l>
               <l>To ſuffre, tyll it better falle</l>
               <l>For thy if thou amonges all</l>
               <l>Haſt vſed this condicion</l>
               <l>My ſonne, in thy confeſſion</l>
               <l>Nowe telle me plainly, what thou arte</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>¶My father I beknowe a part</l>
                  <l>So as ye tolden here aboue</l>
                  <l>Of murmure / and complaynt of loue</l>
                  <l>That for I ſe no ſpede commende</l>
                  <l>Agaynſt fortune complaynende / </l>
                  <l>I am as who ſayth euermo</l>
                  <l>And eke full ofte tyme alſo</l>
                  <l>whan ſo as that I ſe and here</l>
                  <l>Of heuy worde / or heuy chere</l>
                  <l>Of my lady, I grutche anone</l>
                  <l>But wordes dare I ſpeke none</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe myght be diſpleſed</l>
                  <l>But in myn herte I am diſeſed</l>
                  <l>with many a murmour / god it wote</l>
                  <l>Thus drynke I in myn owne ſwote</l>
                  <l>And though I make no ſemblaunt</l>
                  <l>Myn herte is all diſobeiſaunt</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe I me confeſſe</l>
                  <l>Of that ye clepe vnbuxomnes</l>
                  <l>Nowe tell what your counſayle is</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶My ſonne as I the rede this</l>
                  <l>what ſo befall of other weye</l>
                  <l>That thou to loues heſt obeye</l>
                  <l>As far as thou it myght ſuffice</l>
                  <l>For ofte ſyth in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Obedience in loue auayleth</l>
                  <l>where all a mans ſtrength fayleth</l>
                  <l>wherof if thou liſte to wytte</l>
                  <l>In a cronicle as it is writte</l>
                  <l>A great enſample thou mayſte fynde</l>
                  <l>whiche nowe cometh to my mynde</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic contra amori inobedientes ad co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mendati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>enem obediencie confeſſor ſuper codem exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ponit, vbi dicit / quod cum quidam regis Secilie ſilia in ſue inuentucis floribus pulcherrime ex <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>uis Nouerce incantationibus in vetulam turpiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſimam tranſformata extitit / Florencius tunc im peratoris Claubii / nepos / miles in armie ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nuiſſimus amoroſis<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> legibus intendens / ex ſun obedientia in pulchritudine<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> priftina<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> reformami.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶There was whylom by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>A worthy knyght, as men tolde</l>
                  <l>He was neueu to the emperour</l>
                  <l>And of his courte a courteour</l>
                  <l>wyfeles he was, Florent he hight</l>
                  <l>He was a man / that mochel myght</l>
                  <l>Of armes he was deſyrous</l>
                  <l>Chyualrous and amorous</l>
                  <l>And for the fame of worldes ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Straunge auentures wolde he ſeche</l>
                  <l>He rode the marches all aboute</l>
                  <l>And felle a tyme / as he was out</l>
                  <l>Fortune, whiche may euery threde</l>
                  <l>To breke and knytte of mans ſpede</l>
                  <l>Shope, as this knyght rode in a paſe</l>
                  <l>That he by ſtrength taken was</l>
                  <l>And to a caſtel they hym ladde</l>
                  <l>where that he fewe frendes hadde</l>
                  <l>For ſo it felle that ylke ſtounde</l>
                  <l>That he hath with a deadly wounde</l>
                  <l>(Fyghtende) his owne hande ſlayne</l>
                  <l>Branchus, whiche to the Capitayne</l>
                  <l>was ſonne and heyre, wherof ben wroth</l>
                  <l>The father and the mother bothe</l>
                  <l>That knight Bra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>chus was of his bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>The worthyeſt of all his londe</l>
                  <l>And fayne they wolde do vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>Vpon Florent, but remembraunce</l>
                  <l>That they toke of his worthynes</l>
                  <l>Of knyghthode, and of gentilnes</l>
                  <l>And howe he ſtode of colynage</l>
                  <l>To themperour, made them aſſuage</l>
                  <l>And durſte not ſlayne hym for feare</l>
                  <l>In great deſputeſon they were</l>
                  <l>Amonge them ſelfe, that was the beſt</l>
                  <l>There was a lady (the ſlyeſt</l>
                  <l>Of all that men knewe tho)</l>
                  <l>So olde) ſhe myght vnnethes go</l>
                  <l>And was graundame vnto the deed</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with that began to rede</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ſayde, ſhe wolde bring hym in</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſhal hym to death wynne</l>
                  <l>All onely of his owne graunte</l>
                  <l>Through ſtrength of veray couenaunt</l>
                  <l>without blame of any wyght</l>
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                  <l>Anone ſhe ſent for this knyght</l>
                  <l>And of her ſonne ſhe aleyde</l>
                  <l>The death / and thus to hym ſhe ſayde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Florent howe ſo thou be to wyte</l>
                  <l>Of Branchus deathe, men ſhall reſpite</l>
                  <l>As nowe to take auengement</l>
                  <l>Be ſo thou ſtonde in iudgement</l>
                  <l>Vpon certayne condicion</l>
                  <l>That thou vnto a queſtion</l>
                  <l>whiche I ſhall aſke, ſhalt anſwere</l>
                  <l>And ouer this thou ſhalt eke ſwere</l>
                  <l>That if thou of the ſothe fayle</l>
                  <l>There ſhall none other thynge auayle</l>
                  <l>That thou ne ſhalt thy deth receyue</l>
                  <l>And for men ſhall the not deceyue</l>
                  <l>That thou therof myghteſt be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> aduyſed</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt haue day and tyme aſſyſed</l>
                  <l>And leue, ſafely for to wende</l>
                  <l>Be ſo that at thy dayes ende</l>
                  <l>Thou come ageyne with thyn auyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This knight, which worthi was &amp; wiſe</l>
                  <l>This lady prayeth, that he may wytte</l>
                  <l>And haue it vnder ſeales wrytte</l>
                  <l>what queſtyon it ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>For whiche be ſhall in that degre</l>
                  <l>Stonde of his lyfe in ieopardye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that ſhe feynethe companye</l>
                  <l>And ſayth Florent, on loue it hongeth</l>
                  <l>All that to myn aſkynge longeth</l>
                  <l>what all women moſte deſyre</l>
                  <l>This woll I aſke, and in thempyre</l>
                  <l>where thou haſte moſte knowlegynge</l>
                  <l>Take counſeyle of this aſkynge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Florent this thynge hath vndertake</l>
                  <l>The tyme was ſette, and daye take</l>
                  <l>Vnder his ſeale he wrote his othe</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe, and forthe be gothe</l>
                  <l>Home to his emes courte agayne</l>
                  <l>To whome his auenture playne</l>
                  <l>He tolde, of that is hym befalle</l>
                  <l>And vpon that they were all</l>
                  <l>The wyſeſt of the londe aſſent</l>
                  <l>But netheles of one aſſent</l>
                  <l>They myght not accorde plat</l>
                  <l>One ſayde this, an other that</l>
                  <l>After the diſpoſition</l>
                  <l>Of naturall complexion</l>
                  <l>To ſome woman it is pleſaunce</l>
                  <l>That to another is greuaunce</l>
                  <l>But ſuche a thynge in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>whiche to them all in generall</l>
                  <l>Is moſte pleſaunte, and moſte deſyred</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other / and moſte conſpired</l>
                  <l>Suche one can they not fynde</l>
                  <l>By conſtellation, ne by kynde</l>
                  <l>And thus Florent with out cure</l>
                  <l>Muſte ſtonde vpon his auenture</l>
                  <l>And is all ſhape vnto the lyere</l>
                  <l>And as in defaulte of his anſwere</l>
                  <l>This knyght hath leauer for to dye</l>
                  <l>Than breke his trouth and for to lye</l>
                  <l>In place where he was ſwore</l>
                  <l>And ſhapeth him gone ayene therfore.</l>
                  <l>¶whan tyme come he toke his leaue</l>
                  <l>That lenger wolde he not beleue</l>
                  <l>And prayeth his eme he be not wroth</l>
                  <l>For that is a point of his othe</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, that no man ſhal hym wreke</l>
                  <l>Though afterwarde men here ſpeke</l>
                  <l>That he perauenture dye</l>
                  <l>And thus he went forth his weye</l>
                  <l>Alone / as a knyght auenturous</l>
                  <l>And in his thought was curyous</l>
                  <l>To wytte, what was beſte to do</l>
                  <l>And as he rode alone ſo</l>
                  <l>And cam nygh there he wolde be</l>
                  <l>In a foreſt there vnder a tree</l>
                  <l>He ſawe where ſatte a creature</l>
                  <l>A lothly womanniſſ he fygure</l>
                  <l>That for to ſpeke of fleſſhe and bone</l>
                  <l>So foule yet ſawe he neuer none</l>
                  <l>This knyght behelde her redily</l>
                  <l>And as he wolde haue paſſed by</l>
                  <l>She cleped hym, and bad hym abyde</l>
                  <l>And he his bors hedde aſyde</l>
                  <l>Tho torned, and to her he rode</l>
                  <l>And there he houed, and abode</l>
                  <l>To wytte what ſhe wolde mene</l>
                  <l>And ſhe began hym to bemene</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: Florent by thy name</l>
                  <l>Thou haſte on honde ſuche a game</l>
                  <l>That if thou be not better auyſed</l>
                  <l>Thy deth ſhapen is, and deuiſed</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde ne may the ſaue</l>
                  <l>But if that thou my counſeyll haue</l>
                  <l>Florent whan he this tale herde</l>
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                  <l>Vnto this olde wyght anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And of her counſayle he her prayde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ayene to hym thus ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Florent if I for the ſo ſhape</l>
                  <l>That thou through me thy deth eſcape</l>
                  <l>And take worſhippe of thy dede</l>
                  <l>what ſhall I haue to my mede?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what thing (quod he) that thou wolde axe</l>
                  <l>I byd neuer a better taxe</l>
                  <l>Quod ſhe, but fyrſte or thou be ſpedde</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt me leaue ſuche a wedde</l>
                  <l>That I woll haue thy trouth on honde</l>
                  <l>That thou ſhalt be myn huſbonde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nay (ſayde Florent) that may not be</l>
                  <l>Ryde than forth thy wey, quod ſhe</l>
                  <l>And if thou go forthe withoute rede</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be ſykerly deade</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Florent behyght her good inough</l>
                  <l>Of londe, of rent, of parke, of plough</l>
                  <l>But all that counteth ſhe at nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho fell this knyght in moch thought</l>
                  <l>Now goth he forth, now co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>meth ayene</l>
                  <l>He wote not what is beſte to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>And thought as he rode to and fro</l>
                  <l>That choſe he mote one of the two</l>
                  <l>Or for to take her to his wyfe</l>
                  <l>Or elles for to leſe his lyfe</l>
                  <l>And than he caſte his auauntage</l>
                  <l>That ſhe was of ſo great an age</l>
                  <l>That ſhe may lyue but a whyle</l>
                  <l>And thought to put her in an Ile</l>
                  <l>where that no man her ſhulde knowe</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſhe with deth were ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>And thus this yonge luſty knyght</l>
                  <l>Vnto this olde lothely wyght</l>
                  <l>Tho ſayd: If that none other chaunce</l>
                  <l>May make my delyueraunce</l>
                  <l>But onely thylke ſame ſpeche</l>
                  <l>which as thou ſeiſt thou ſhalt me teche</l>
                  <l>Haue here min ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de, I ſhal the wedde</l>
                  <l>And thus his trouth he leyth to wedde</l>
                  <l>with that ſhe frounceth vp the browe</l>
                  <l>This couenaunt woll I alowe</l>
                  <l>She ſayth, if any other thynge</l>
                  <l>But that thou haſte of my teachynge</l>
                  <l>Fro deth thy body may reſpyte</l>
                  <l>I woll the of thy, trouth acquite</l>
                  <l>And elles by none other weye</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken me what I ſhall ſeye</l>
                  <l>¶whan thou art come into the place</l>
                  <l>where nowe they maken great manace</l>
                  <l>And vpon thy commynge abyde</l>
                  <l>They woll anone the ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>Oppoſe the of thyne anſwere</l>
                  <l>I wote thou wolt no thinge forbere</l>
                  <l>Of that thou weneſte be thy beſte</l>
                  <l>And if thou myghteſte ſo fynde reſte</l>
                  <l>wel is, for than is ther no more</l>
                  <l>And elles this ſhall be my lore</l>
                  <l>That thou ſhalt ſaye vpon this molde</l>
                  <l>That all women leueſt wolde</l>
                  <l>Be ſouerayne of mannes loue</l>
                  <l>For what woman is ſo aboue</l>
                  <l>She hath as who ſayth, all her wyll</l>
                  <l>And elles may ſhe nought fulfylle</l>
                  <l>what thinge were her leueſt haue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with this anſwer thou ſhalt ſaue</l>
                  <l>Thy ſelfe, and other wyſe nought</l>
                  <l>And whan thou haſt thy ende wrought</l>
                  <l>Come here ayene thou ſhalt me fynde</l>
                  <l>And let nothynge out of thy mynde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He goth hym forth with heuy chere</l>
                  <l>As he that not in what manere</l>
                  <l>He may this worldes ioy atteyne</l>
                  <l>For if he dye, he hath a peyne</l>
                  <l>And if he lyue, he mote hym bynde</l>
                  <l>To ſuche one, whiche of all kynde.</l>
                  <l>Of women is the vnſemlyeſte</l>
                  <l>Thus wote be not, what is the beſte</l>
                  <l>But be hym lyefe, or be hym loth</l>
                  <l>Vnto the caſtell forth he goth</l>
                  <l>His full anſwere for to yeue</l>
                  <l>Or for to dye, or for to lyue</l>
                  <l>Forth with his cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeyle came the lorde</l>
                  <l>The thynges ſtoden of recorde</l>
                  <l>He ſent vp for the lady ſoone</l>
                  <l>And forth ſhe came that olde mone</l>
                  <l>In preſence of the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>The ſtrengthe of all the couenaunt</l>
                  <l>Tho was reherſed openly</l>
                  <l>And to Florent ſhe bad for thy</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall tellen his auyſe</l>
                  <l>As he that wote, what is the pryce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Florent ſayth all that euer he couth</l>
                  <l>But ſuch word cam ther none to mouth</l>
                  <l>That he for yefte, or for beheſte</l>
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                  <l>Myght any wyſe his deth areſte</l>
                  <l>And thus he taryeth longe and late</l>
                  <l>Tyll this lady bad algate</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall for the dome fynall</l>
                  <l>yeue his anſwere in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe had hym fyrſte oppoſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And than he hath truly ſuppoſed</l>
                  <l>That he hym may of nothynge yelpe</l>
                  <l>But if ſo be tho wordes helpe</l>
                  <l>which as the woman hath hym taught</l>
                  <l>wherof he hath an hope caught</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall be excuſed ſo</l>
                  <l>And tolde out playne his will tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan that this matron herde</l>
                  <l>The maner how this knyght anſwerde</l>
                  <l>She ſayde, ha treſon wo the be</l>
                  <l>That haſte thus tolde the priuyte</l>
                  <l>whiche all woman moſte deſyre</l>
                  <l>I wolde that thou were a fyre</l>
                  <l>But netheles in ſuche a plyte</l>
                  <l>Florent of his anſwere is quyte</l>
                  <l>And tho bygan his ſorowe newe</l>
                  <l>For he mote gone / or be vntrewe</l>
                  <l>To her, whiche his trouthe hadde</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche all ſhame dradde</l>
                  <l>Goth forth in ſtede of his penaunce</l>
                  <l>And taketh the fortune of his chaunce</l>
                  <l>As he, that was with trouth affayted.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This olde wyght hym hath awayted</l>
                  <l>In place, where as he her lefte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Florent his wofull heed vp lyfte,</l>
                  <l>And ſawe this vecke where that ſhe ſyt</l>
                  <l>whiche was the lotheſt wyghte</l>
                  <l>That euer man caſte on his eye</l>
                  <l>Her noſe baas, her browes hye</l>
                  <l>Her eyen ſmall, and depe ſette</l>
                  <l>Her chekes ben with teres wette</l>
                  <l>And ryuelyn, as an empty ſkyn</l>
                  <l>Hangynge downe vnto the chyn</l>
                  <l>Her lyppes ſhronken ben for age</l>
                  <l>There was no grace in her vyſage</l>
                  <l>Her front was narowe, her lockes hore</l>
                  <l>She loketh forth, as doth a more</l>
                  <l>Her necke is ſhort, her ſhulders courbe</l>
                  <l>That myght a mannes luſte diſtourbe</l>
                  <l>Her body great, and no thynge ſmall</l>
                  <l>And ſhortly to deſcryue her all</l>
                  <l>She hath no lyth without a lacke</l>
                  <l>But lyke vnto the woll ſacke</l>
                  <l>She profereth her vnto this knyght</l>
                  <l>And bad hym, as he hath behyght</l>
                  <l>(So as ſhe hath bene his warrant)</l>
                  <l>That he her held couenaunt</l>
                  <l>And by the brydell ſhe hym ſeſeth</l>
                  <l>But god wot how that ſhe him pleſeth</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche wordes, as ſhe ſpeketh</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh wel ny his hert breketh</l>
                  <l>For ſorow, that he may not fle</l>
                  <l>But if he wolde vntrewe be.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Loke howe a ſycke man, for his hele</l>
                  <l>Taketh baldemoyn with the cancle</l>
                  <l>And with the myrre taketh the ſugre</l>
                  <l>Ryght vpon ſuche a maner lucre</l>
                  <l>Stant Florent, as in this dyete</l>
                  <l>He drynketh the bitter with the ſwete</l>
                  <l>He medleth ſorowe with lykenge</l>
                  <l>And lyueth ſo, as who ſayeth, deynge</l>
                  <l>His youth ſhall be caſt awey</l>
                  <l>Vpon ſuche one, whiche as the wey</l>
                  <l>Is olde, and lothely ouerall</l>
                  <l>But nede he mot, that nede ſhall</l>
                  <l>He wolde algate his trouth holde</l>
                  <l>As euery knyght therto is holde</l>
                  <l>what hap ſo euer hym is be fall</l>
                  <l>Though ſhe be the fouleſte of all</l>
                  <l>yet to honour of womanhed</l>
                  <l>Hym thought he ſhulde taken heed</l>
                  <l>So that for pure gentylneſſe</l>
                  <l>As he her couth beſt adreſſe</l>
                  <l>In ragges, as ſhe was to tore</l>
                  <l>He ſet her on his hors tofore</l>
                  <l>And forth he taketh his wey ſofte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>No wonder though he ſygheth ofte</l>
                  <l>But as an oule fleeth by nyght</l>
                  <l>Out of all other byrdes ſyght</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo this knyght on dayes brode</l>
                  <l>In cloſe hym helde, and ſhope his rode</l>
                  <l>On nyghtes tyme, tyll the tyde</l>
                  <l>That he come there, he wolde abyde</l>
                  <l>And pryuely, without noyſe</l>
                  <l>He bryngeth this foule great coyſe</l>
                  <l>To his caſtell, in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That no man myght her ſhape auyſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſhe in to the chamer came</l>
                  <l>where he his preuy counſeylle name</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche men as he moſt truſte</l>
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                  <l>And told them, that he nedes muſte</l>
                  <l>This beeſte wedde to his wyfe</l>
                  <l>For elles hadd he loſte his lyfe</l>
                  <l>The pryue women were aſſent</l>
                  <l>That ſhulden ben of his aſſent</l>
                  <l>Her ragges they anone of drawe</l>
                  <l>And as it was that tyme lawe</l>
                  <l>She hadde bathe, ſhe hadde reſte</l>
                  <l>And was arrayed to the beſte</l>
                  <l>But with no craft of combes brode</l>
                  <l>They myght her hore lockes ſhode</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ne wolde not be ſhore</l>
                  <l>For no counſayll, and they therfore</l>
                  <l>with ſuche a tyre, as tho was vſed</l>
                  <l>Ordeynen, that it was excuſed</l>
                  <l>And hadde ſo craftely about</l>
                  <l>That no man myght ſeen them out</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan ſhe was fully arrayed</l>
                  <l>And her a tyre was all aſſayed</l>
                  <l>Tho was ſhe fouler vnto ſe</l>
                  <l>But yet it may none other be</l>
                  <l>They were wedded in the nyght</l>
                  <l>So wo begone was neuer knyght</l>
                  <l>As he was than of mariage</l>
                  <l>And ſhe bygan to playe and rage</l>
                  <l>Is who ſayth, I am well ynough</l>
                  <l>But he therof nothynge ne lough</l>
                  <l>For ſhe toke than chere on honde</l>
                  <l>And clepeth hym her huſbonde</l>
                  <l>And ſayth: My lorde go we to bedde</l>
                  <l>For I to that entent the wedde</l>
                  <l>That thou ſhalt be my worldes bleſſe</l>
                  <l>And profereth hym with that to kyſſe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe a luſty lady were</l>
                  <l>His body myght well be there</l>
                  <l>But as of thought, and of memorye</l>
                  <l>His herte was in purgatory</l>
                  <l>But yet for ſtrengthe of matrimonye</l>
                  <l>He myght make non eſſonye</l>
                  <l>That he ne mote algates plye</l>
                  <l>To go to bed of companye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And when they were a bed naked</l>
                  <l>with oute ſlepe he was awaked</l>
                  <l>He torneth on that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>For that he wolde his eyen hyde</l>
                  <l>Fro lokynge of that foull wyght</l>
                  <l>The chamber was all full of lyght</l>
                  <l>The courteyns were of ſendall thyn</l>
                  <l>This newe bryde, whiche laye within</l>
                  <l>Though it be nought with his acorde</l>
                  <l>In armes ſhe beclept her lorde</l>
                  <l>And prayd as he was torned fro</l>
                  <l>He wolde hym torne ayenward tho</l>
                  <l>For nowe ſhe ſayth we be both one</l>
                  <l>But he lay ſtylle as any ſtone</l>
                  <l>And euer in one ſhe ſpake and prayede</l>
                  <l>And bad hym thynke / on that he ſayde</l>
                  <l>when that he toke her by the honde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He herd, and vnderſtode the bonde</l>
                  <l>Howe he was ſet to his penaunce</l>
                  <l>And as it were a man in traunce</l>
                  <l>He torneth hym all ſodenly</l>
                  <l>And ſawe a lady lay hym by</l>
                  <l>Of eyghtene wynter age</l>
                  <l>whiche was the fayreſte of vyſage</l>
                  <l>That euer in all this worlde he ſyghe</l>
                  <l>And as he wolde haue take her nygh</l>
                  <l>She put her honde, and by his leue</l>
                  <l>Beſought hym, that he wolde leue</l>
                  <l>And ſaythe, for to wynne or leſe</l>
                  <l>He mot one of two thynges cheſe</l>
                  <l>where he woll haue her ſuche on nyght</l>
                  <l>Or elles vpon dayes lyght</l>
                  <l>For he ſhall not haue both two</l>
                  <l>And he bygan to ſorowe tho</l>
                  <l>In many a wyſe, and caſte his thought</l>
                  <l>But for all that yet coude he nought</l>
                  <l>Deuyſe hym ſelfe, whiche was the beſte</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that wolde his hert reſte</l>
                  <l>Prayeth, that he ſhulde cheſe algate</l>
                  <l>Tyll at the laſte longe and late</l>
                  <l>He ſayde: O ye my lyues hele</l>
                  <l>Saye what ye lyſte in my quarell</l>
                  <l>I not what anſwere I ſhall yeue</l>
                  <l>But euer whyll that I may lyue</l>
                  <l>I woll, that ye be my mayſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>Fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> I can not my ſelfe geſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche is the beſte vnto my choyce</l>
                  <l>Thus graunte I yow myn holl voyce</l>
                  <l>Cheſe for vs both / I yow praye</l>
                  <l>And what as euer that ye ſaye</l>
                  <l>Ryght as ye woll / ſo woll I.</l>
                  <l>¶My lorde, ſhe ſayde, grant mercy</l>
                  <l>For of this worde, that ye nowe ſayne</l>
                  <l>That ye haue made me ſouerayne</l>
                  <l>My deſtny is ouerpaſſed</l>
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                  <l>That neuer here after ſhall be laſſed</l>
                  <l>My beaute, whiche that I nowe haue</l>
                  <l>Tyll I be take in to my graue</l>
                  <l>Both nyght and day, as I am nowe</l>
                  <l>I ſhall all wey be ſuche to you</l>
                  <l>The kynges doughter of Cecyle</l>
                  <l>I am, and felle but ſyth a whyle</l>
                  <l>As I was with my father late</l>
                  <l>That my ſtepmother for an hate</l>
                  <l>whiche towarde me ſhe hath begonne</l>
                  <l>Forſhope me, tyll I hadde wonne</l>
                  <l>The loue, and the ſoueraynte</l>
                  <l>Of what knyght, that in his degre</l>
                  <l>All other paſſeth of good name</l>
                  <l>And as men ſayne ye ben the ſame</l>
                  <l>The deed proueth it is ſo</l>
                  <l>Thus am I yours for euermo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was pleſaunce and ioye inough</l>
                  <l>Echone with other playd and lough</l>
                  <l>They lyue longe, and well they ferde</l>
                  <l>And clerkes, that this chaunce herde</l>
                  <l>They wryten it in euidence</l>
                  <l>To teche howe that obedience</l>
                  <l>May well fortune a man to loue</l>
                  <l>And ſette hym in his luſte aboue.</l>
                  <l>As it befelle vnto this knyght</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>For thy my ſonne, if thou do ryght</l>
                     <l>Thou ſhalt vnto thy loue obeye</l>
                     <l>And folowe her wyll by all wey</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Myn holy father ſo I wyll</l>
                     <l>For ye haue tolde me ſuche a ſkylle</l>
                     <l>Of this enſample nowe tofore</l>
                     <l>That I ſhall euermo therfore</l>
                     <l>Here afterwarde myn obſeruaunce</l>
                     <l>To loue, and to his obeyſaunce</l>
                     <l>The better kepe, and ouer this</l>
                     <l>Of pryde if there ought elles is</l>
                     <l>wherof that I me ſhryue ſhall</l>
                     <l>what thynge it is in ſpeciall</l>
                     <l>My father aſketh I you pray.</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>Nowe liſte my ſonne, and I ſhall ſaye</l>
                  <l>For yet there is ſurquedrye</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtante with pryde of companye</l>
                  <l>wherof that thou ſhalt here anone</l>
                  <l>To knowe if thou haue gylt or none</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>Nowe vnderſtonde well the matere.</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>Omnia ſcire putat, ſed ſe preſumpcio neſcit,</l>
                     <l>Nec ſibi couſimile quem putat eſſe parem.</l>
                     <l>Qui magis aſtutus reputat ſe vincere bellum,</l>
                     <l>In laqueos Veneris forcius ipſe cadit.</l>
                     <l>Sepe (cupido virum, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ibi qui preſumit, amante<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                     </l>
                     <l>Fallit, er in vacuas ſpes redit ipſa vias.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur de tercia ſpecie ſuperbie, que pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumpcio dicitur, cuius naturam primo ſecundum vitium confeſſor ſimpliciter declarat.</head>
               <l>Surquedrye is thylke vice</l>
               <l>Of pryde, whiche the third office</l>
               <l>Hath in his court, and will not knowe</l>
               <l>The trouth, tyll it ouerthrowe</l>
               <l>Vpon his fortune and his grace</l>
               <l>Cometh Had I wyſte full ofte a place</l>
               <l>For he doth all his thynge by geſſe</l>
               <l>And voydeth all ſykerneſſe</l>
               <l>None other cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeyll good hym ſemeth</l>
               <l>But ſuche as hym ſelfe demeth</l>
               <l>For in ſuche wyſe as he compaſſeth</l>
               <l>His witte alone all other paſſeth</l>
               <l>And is with pryde ſo through ſought</l>
               <l>That he all other ſet at nought</l>
               <l>And weneth of hym ſeluen ſo</l>
               <l>That ſuche as he is there be no mo</l>
               <l>And thus he wolde beare a price</l>
               <l>So fayre, ſo ſemely, nor ſo wyſe</l>
               <l>Abouen all other, and nought for thy</l>
               <l>He ſayth not ones graunte mercy</l>
               <l>To god, whiche all grace ſendeth</l>
               <l>So that his wittes he deſpendeth</l>
               <l>Vpon hym ſelfe, as though there were</l>
               <l>No god, whiche myght auayle there</l>
               <l>But all vpon his owne wytte</l>
               <l>He ſtant / tyll he falle in the pytte</l>
               <l>So ferre, that he may not aryſe.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat confeſſor cum amante ſuper illa ſaltem preſumptione, ex cuius ſuperbie quem plures fatui amantes, cum maioris certitudinis in amore ſpem ſibi promittunt inexpediti citius deſtituuntur.</head>
               <l>And ryght thus in the ſame wyſe</l>
               <l>The vice vpon the cauſe of loue</l>
               <l>So proudely ſet the hert aboue</l>
               <l>And doth hym pleynly for to wene</l>
               <l>That he to louen any quene</l>
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               <l>Hath worthynes, and ſuffiſaunce</l>
               <l>And ſo without purueiaunce</l>
               <l>Full ofte he heweth vp ſo hye</l>
               <l>That chyppes fallen in his eye</l>
               <l>And eke full ofte he weneth this</l>
               <l>There as he nought beloued is</l>
               <l>To be beloued all there beſte</l>
               <l>Nowe ſonne telleth what ſo the leſt</l>
               <l>Of this, that I haue tolde the here</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Ha father be nought in a were</l>
                     <l>I trowe there be no man leſſe</l>
                     <l>Of any maner worthineſſe</l>
                     <l>That halt hym laſſe worthy than I</l>
                     <l>To be beloued, and not for thy</l>
                     <l>I ſay in excuſynge of me</l>
                     <l>To all men, that loue is fre</l>
                     <l>And certes that may no man werne</l>
                     <l>For loue is of hym ſelfe ſo derne</l>
                     <l>It luteth in a mannes herte</l>
                     <l>But that ne ſhall not me aſterte</l>
                     <l>To wene for to be worthy</l>
                     <l>To loue, but in her mercy</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But fyre of that ye wolde mene</l>
                     <l>That I ſhulde other wyſe wene</l>
                     <l>To be beloued, than I was</l>
                     <l>I am beknowe, as in this caſe</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>My good ſonne telle me howe</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Nowe liſte, and I woll telle you</l>
                     <l>My good father howe it is</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Full ofte it hath befalle or this</l>
                     <l>Through hope, that was not certeyne</l>
                     <l>My wenynge hath be ſet in vayne</l>
                     <l>To truſt in thing, that helpe me nought</l>
                     <l>But onely of myn owne thought</l>
                     <l>For as it ſemeth, that a bell</l>
                     <l>Lyke to the wordes that men telle</l>
                     <l>Anſwerith: ryght ſo no more ne leſſe</l>
                     <l>To you my father I confeſſe</l>
                     <l>Suche wyll my wytte hath ouer ſette</l>
                     <l>That what ſo hope me behete</l>
                     <l>Full many a tyme I wene it ſoth</l>
                     <l>But fynally no ſpede it doth</l>
                     <l>Thus may I tellen, as I can</l>
                     <l>wenynge begyleth many a man</l>
                     <l>So hath it me, ryght wel I wote</l>
                     <l>For if a man wolde in a bote</l>
                     <l>(whiche is without botome) rowe</l>
                     <l>He muſt nedes ouerthrowe</l>
                     <l>Ryght ſo wenyng hath farde by me</l>
                     <l>For whan I wende next haue be</l>
                     <l>(As I by my wenyng caſte)</l>
                     <l>Than was I fortheſte at laſte</l>
                     <l>And as a foole my bowe vnbende</l>
                     <l>when all was fayled, that I wend</l>
                     <l>For thy my fader, as of this</l>
                     <l>That my wenynge hath gone amys</l>
                     <l>Touchend to Surquedrye</l>
                     <l>Yeue me my penaunce or I dye</l>
                     <l>But if ye wolde in any forme</l>
                     <l>Of this matter a tale enforme</l>
                     <l>whiche were ayene this vice ſet</l>
                     <l>I ſhulde fare well the bet</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit confeſſor exemplum contra illos / qui ſuis viribus preſumentes debiſiores efficiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tur, Et narrat qualiter ille Campaneus miles in armis probatiſſimus de ſua preſumens auda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia inuocatione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ad ſuperos tempore neceſſitatis ex vecordia tm<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> et non aliter primitus proueniſſe aſſeruit, vnde in obſidione ciuitatis Thebarum / cum ipſe quodam die coram ſuis hoſtibus ad de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bellandum ſe obtulit / ignis de ceſo ſubito ſuper veniens ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> armatil totaliter in cineres co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>buſſit.</head>
               <l>My ſonne in all maner wyſe</l>
               <l>Surquedrye is to deſpyſe</l>
               <l>wherof I fynde write thus</l>
               <l>The proud knyght Ca<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>paneus</l>
               <l>He was of ſuch Surquedrye</l>
               <l>That he through his chyualrye</l>
               <l>Vpon hym ſelfe ſo mochel truſte</l>
               <l>That to the goddes hym ne luſte</l>
               <l>In no quarell to beſeche</l>
               <l>But ſayde, it was an ydell ſpeche</l>
               <l>whiche cauſe was of pure drede</l>
               <l>For lacke of herte, and for no nede</l>
               <l>And vpon ſuche preſumption</l>
               <l>He helde this proude opinion</l>
               <l>Tyll at the laſte vpon a day</l>
               <l>About Thebes, where be lay</l>
               <l>whan it of ſyege was beleyne</l>
               <l>This knyght, as the Cronyke ſeyne</l>
               <l>In all mannes ſyght there</l>
               <l>whan he was proudeſt in his gere</l>
               <l>And thought nothinge might him dere</l>
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               <l>Full armed with his ſhelde and ſpere</l>
               <l>As be the citie wolde aſſayle</l>
               <l>God toke hym ſelfe the batayle</l>
               <l>Ayenſt his pride, and fro the ſky</l>
               <l>A fyry thonder ſodeynly</l>
               <l>He ſende, and hym to poudre ſmote</l>
               <l>And thus the pride, whiche was hote</l>
               <l>whan he moſt in his ſtrength wende</l>
               <l>was brent, and loſt withouten ende</l>
               <l>So that it proueth well therfore</l>
               <l>The ſtrength of man is ſone lore</l>
               <l>But if that he it well gouerne</l>
               <l>And ouer this a man may lerne</l>
               <l>That eke full ofte tyme it greueth</l>
               <l>what that a man hym ſelfe beleueth</l>
               <l>As though it ſhulde hym well beſeme</l>
               <l>That he all other men can deme</l>
               <l>And hath foryete his owne vice</l>
               <l>A tale of them that be ſo nyce</l>
               <l>And feynen them ſelfe to be ſo wyſe</l>
               <l>I ſhall the telle in ſuche a wiſe</l>
               <l>wherof thou ſhalte enſample take</l>
               <l>That thou no ſuche thynge vndertake.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur confeſſor contra illos, qui de ſua ſcientia preſumentes aliorum co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>diciones diuidi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cantes indiſcrete redarguunt / Et narrat exem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plum de quodam principe regis Hungarie ger<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mano / qui cum fratrem ſuum pauperibus in pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>blico vidit humiliatum / ipſum redarguendo in contrarium edocere preſumabat / ſed rex omni ſapiencia prepollens / ipſum ſic incante preſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentem ad humilitatis memoriam teribili pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uidentia mitius caſtigauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶I fynde vpon Surquedry</l>
                  <l>Nowe that whylom of Hungarye</l>
                  <l>By olde dayes was a kynge</l>
                  <l>wyſe, and honeſt in all thynge</l>
                  <l>And ſo befelle vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>And that was in the moneth of May</l>
                  <l>As thylke tyme it was vſaunce</l>
                  <l>This kynge, with noble purueyaunce</l>
                  <l>Hath for hym ſelfe his chare arayed</l>
                  <l>wherin he wolde ryde amayed</l>
                  <l>Out of the citie for to playe</l>
                  <l>with lordes, and with great noblay</l>
                  <l>Of luſty folke that were yonge</l>
                  <l>where ſomme playde, and ſome ſonge</l>
                  <l>And ſome gone, and ſome ryde</l>
                  <l>And ſome prycke her horſe aſyde</l>
                  <l>And brydlen them nowe in nowe out</l>
                  <l>The kynge his eie caſt aboute</l>
                  <l>Tyll he was at laſte ware</l>
                  <l>And ſawe comynge ageyne his chare</l>
                  <l>Two pylgremes of ſo great age</l>
                  <l>That lyke vnto a drye image</l>
                  <l>That weren pale and fade hewed</l>
                  <l>And as a buſſhe, whiche is beſnewed</l>
                  <l>Theyr berdes weren hore and whyte</l>
                  <l>There was of kynde but a lyte</l>
                  <l>That they ne ſemen fully deade</l>
                  <l>They come to the kynge, and bede</l>
                  <l>Some of his good pur charite</l>
                  <l>And he with great humilyte</l>
                  <l>Out of his chare to grounde lepte</l>
                  <l>And them in both his armes kepte</l>
                  <l>And kyſt them both foote and honde</l>
                  <l>Before the lordes of his londe</l>
                  <l>And yafe them of his good therto</l>
                  <l>And whan he hath this dede do</l>
                  <l>He goth into his chare ageyne</l>
                  <l>Tho was murmour, tho was diſdeyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was complaynt on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>They ſayden of their owne pryde</l>
                  <l>Echone tyll other, what is this?</l>
                  <l>Our kynge hath do this thinge amyſſe</l>
                  <l>So to abeſſe his royaltie</l>
                  <l>That euery man it myght ſe</l>
                  <l>And humbled hym in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>To them that were of none empryſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was it ſpoken to and fro</l>
                  <l>Of them, that were with hym tho</l>
                  <l>All priuely behynde his backe</l>
                  <l>But to hym ſelfe no man ſpake</l>
                  <l>The kynges brother in preſence</l>
                  <l>was thylke tyme, and great offence</l>
                  <l>He toke therof, and was the ſame</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other, whiche moſte blame</l>
                  <l>Vpon his lyege lorde hath leyde</l>
                  <l>And hath vnto the lordes ſeyde</l>
                  <l>Anone, as be may tyme fynde</l>
                  <l>There ſhall nothynge be lefte behynde</l>
                  <l>That he woll ſpeke vnto the kynge</l>
                  <l>Now lyſte what felle vpon this thyng</l>
                  <l>They were mery, and fayre ynough</l>
                  <l>Echone with other playde and lough</l>
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                  <l>And fellen in to tales newe</l>
                  <l>Nowe that the freſſhe floures grewe</l>
                  <l>And howe the grene leaues ſpronge</l>
                  <l>And howe that loue amonge the yonge</l>
                  <l>Beganne the hertes than wake</l>
                  <l>And euery byrde hathe choſe his make</l>
                  <l>And thus the Mays day to thende</l>
                  <l>They lede, and home ayene they wende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge was not ſo ſone come</l>
                  <l>That whan he had his chambre nome</l>
                  <l>His brother ne was redye there</l>
                  <l>And brought a tale vnto his eare</l>
                  <l>Of that he dyd ſuche aſhame</l>
                  <l>In hyndrynge of his owne name</l>
                  <l>whan he hym ſelfe ſo wolde dretche</l>
                  <l>That to ſo vyle a powre wretche</l>
                  <l>Hym deyneth ſhewe ſuche ſympleſſe</l>
                  <l>Agaynſt the ſtate of his nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, he ſhall it no more vſe</l>
                  <l>And that he mote hym ſelfe excuſe</l>
                  <l>Towarde his lordes euerychone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge ſtode ſtyll as any ſtone</l>
                  <l>And to his tale an eare he layde</l>
                  <l>And thought more than he ſayde</l>
                  <l>But netheles to that he herde</l>
                  <l>well curtoyſly the kynge aunſwerde</l>
                  <l>And tolde, it ſhulde ben amended</l>
                  <l>And thus whan that their tale is ended</l>
                  <l>All redy was the borde and clothe</l>
                  <l>The kynge vnto his ſouper goth</l>
                  <l>Amonge the lordes, to the halle</l>
                  <l>And whan they hadden ſouped all</l>
                  <l>They token leue, and forth they go</l>
                  <l>The kynge bethought hym ſelfe tho</l>
                  <l>Howe he his brother may chaſtie</l>
                  <l>That he through his ſurquedrye</l>
                  <l>Toke vpon honde and to diſpreyſe</l>
                  <l>Humilite, whiche is to preyſe</l>
                  <l>And thervpon yafe ſuche counſeyle</l>
                  <l>Towarde his king / whiche was vnheyle</l>
                  <l>wherof to be the better lered</l>
                  <l>He thinketh to maken hym afered</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It felle ſo, that in thylke dawe</l>
                  <l>There was ordeyned by the lawe</l>
                  <l>A Trompe, with a ſterne breath</l>
                  <l>whiche was cleped the trompe of deth</l>
                  <l>And in the Court, where the kyng was</l>
                  <l>A certeyne man, this trompe of braſſe</l>
                  <l>Hath in kepynge, and therof ſerueth</l>
                  <l>That whan a lorde his dethe deſerueth</l>
                  <l>He ſhall this dredefull trompe blowe</l>
                  <l>Tofore his gate, and make it knowe</l>
                  <l>Howe that the iugement is yeue</l>
                  <l>Of deathe, whiche ſhall not be foryeue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge whan it was nyght anone</l>
                  <l>This man aſſent, and bad hym gone</l>
                  <l>To trompen at his brothers gate</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche mote done algate</l>
                  <l>Goth forth, and doth the kynges beſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde, whiche herde of this tempeſt</l>
                  <l>That he tofore his gate blewe</l>
                  <l>Tho wyſt he by the lawe and knewe</l>
                  <l>That he was ſekerly deade</l>
                  <l>And as of helpe he wyſt no rede</l>
                  <l>But ſende for his frendes all</l>
                  <l>And tolde them howe it is befalle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they hym aſke cauſe why</l>
                  <l>But he the ſothe not for thy</l>
                  <l>Ne wyſt, and there was ſorowe tho</l>
                  <l>For it ſtode thylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>This trompe was of ſuche ſentence</l>
                  <l>That there ayene no reſyſtence</l>
                  <l>They coude ordeyne by no weye</l>
                  <l>That he ne mote algate deye</l>
                  <l>But if ſo that he may purchace</l>
                  <l>To gette his lyege lordes grace</l>
                  <l>Their wyttes thervpon they caſt</l>
                  <l>And ben appoynted at laſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde a worthy lady had</l>
                  <l>Vnto his wyfe, whiche alſo drad</l>
                  <l>Her lordes death, and children fyue</l>
                  <l>Betwene hem two they had aliue</l>
                  <l>That weren yonge, and tender of age</l>
                  <l>And of ſtature, and of viſage</l>
                  <l>Ryght faire and luſty on to ſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho caſten they, that he and ſhe</l>
                  <l>Forthe with theyr childre on the morowe</l>
                  <l>As they that were full of ſorowe</l>
                  <l>All naked but of ſmocke and ſherte</l>
                  <l>To tendre with the kynges herte</l>
                  <l>His grace ſhulde go to ſeche</l>
                  <l>And pardon of the deathe beſeche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus paſſen they that wofull nyght</l>
                  <l>And erly whan they ſawe it lyght</l>
                  <l>They gone them forth in ſuche a wiſe</l>
                  <l>As thou tofore haſt herde diuyſe</l>
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                  <l>All naked, but their ſhertes one</l>
                  <l>They wepte, and made moche mone</l>
                  <l>Their here hanged about their eares</l>
                  <l>with ſobbynge, and with ſory teares</l>
                  <l>This lorde goth then an humble pas</l>
                  <l>That whilom proude and noble was</l>
                  <l>wherof the citie ſore a flyght</l>
                  <l>Of them that ſawen thylke ſyght</l>
                  <l>And netheleſſe all openly</l>
                  <l>with ſuche wepyng, and with ſuche cry</l>
                  <l>Forth with his children / and his wyfe</l>
                  <l>He goth to praye for his lyfe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vnto the courte whan they be come</l>
                  <l>And men therin haue hyed nome</l>
                  <l>There was no wyght, if he them ſye</l>
                  <l>From water myght kepe his eye</l>
                  <l>For ſorowe, whiche they maden tho.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge ſuppoſeth of this wo</l>
                  <l>And feyneth, as he nought ne wyſt</l>
                  <l>But netheles at his vpryſte</l>
                  <l>Men tolde hym, howe it ferde</l>
                  <l>And whan that he this wonder herde</l>
                  <l>In haſt he goth in to the halle</l>
                  <l>And all at ones downe they falle</l>
                  <l>If any pite may be founde</l>
                  <l>The king, which ſeeth the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> go to grou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>Hath aſked them what is the fere</l>
                  <l>why they be ſo diſpoyled there</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His brother ſayde, A lorde mercy</l>
                  <l>I wote none other cauſe why</l>
                  <l>But onely that this night full late</l>
                  <l>The trompe of deathe was at my gate</l>
                  <l>In token that I ſhulde dye</l>
                  <l>Thus we be come for to preye</l>
                  <l>That ye my worldes deathe reſpyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ha foole howe thou art for to wyte</l>
                  <l>The kynge vnto his brother ſaide</l>
                  <l>That thou arte of ſo lytell frayde</l>
                  <l>That onely for a trompes ſowne</l>
                  <l>Hath gone diſpoiled through the town</l>
                  <l>Thou, and thy wyfe in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>Forthe with thy children that ben here</l>
                  <l>In ſyght of all men aboute</l>
                  <l>For that thou ſayſt, thou art in doubt</l>
                  <l>Of death, whiche ſtant vnder the lawe</l>
                  <l>Of man, and man may it withdrawe</l>
                  <l>So that it may perchaunce fayle</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhalt thou not for thy meruayle</l>
                  <l>That I downe from my chare alyght</l>
                  <l>whan I behelde to fore my ſyght</l>
                  <l>In them that were of ſo great age</l>
                  <l>Myn owne dethe through their ymage</l>
                  <l>whiche god hath ſet by lawe of kynde</l>
                  <l>wherof I may no bote fynde</l>
                  <l>For well I wote, ſuche as they be</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſuche am I in my degree</l>
                  <l>Of fleſſhe, and bloud, and ſo ſhall dey</l>
                  <l>And thus though I that lawe obeye</l>
                  <l>Of whiche that kynges be put vnder</l>
                  <l>It ought be well the leſſe wonder</l>
                  <l>Than thou, whiche arte without nede</l>
                  <l>For lawe of londe in ſuche a drede</l>
                  <l>whiche for to accompte is but a iape</l>
                  <l>As thing, which thou myght ouerſcape</l>
                  <l>For thy my brother after this</l>
                  <l>I rede that ſethen, that ſo is</l>
                  <l>That thou canſt drede a man ſo ſore</l>
                  <l>Drede god with all thyn herte more</l>
                  <l>For all ſhall dye, and all ſhall paſſe</l>
                  <l>As well a lyon as an aſſe</l>
                  <l>As well a begger as a lorde</l>
                  <l>Towardes deathe in one accorde</l>
                  <l>They ſhall ſtonde, and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>The kynge with his wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>His brother taught, and all foryeue</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne if thou wolt lyue</l>
                  <l>In vertue, thou muſt vice eſchewe</l>
                  <l>And with lowe herte humbleſſe ſewe</l>
                  <l>So that thou be not ſurquedous</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>My father I am amorous</l>
                  <l>wherof I wolde you beſeche</l>
                  <l>That ye me by ſome waye teache</l>
                  <l>whiche myght in loues cauſe ſtonde</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>My ſonne thou ſhalte vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>In loue, and other thynges all</l>
                  <l>If that ſurquedry falle</l>
                  <l>It may to hym not well betyde</l>
                  <l>whiche vſeth thylke vice of pride</l>
                  <l>whiche tourneth wyſedome to wenyng</l>
                  <l>And ſothfaſtnes into leſynge</l>
                  <l>Through foule imagination</l>
                  <l>And for thyn enformation</l>
                  <l>That thou this vice as I the rede</l>
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                  <l>Eſchewe ſhalte a tale I rede</l>
                  <l>whiche felle whylom by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>So as the clerke Ouide tolde.</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic in ſpeciali tractat Confeſſor cum Amante contra illos / qui de propria formoſitate preſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentes amorem multeris dedigna<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tur, Et narrat exemplum / qualiter cuiuſdam principis filius <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> mine Narciſſus eſtino tempore / cum ipſe ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nationis cauſa quendam ce ruum ſolus cum ſuis canibus exagitaret, in grauem ſitim incurrens neceſſitate co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pulſus ad bibendu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> de quodam fonte <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> inclinquit: vbi ipſe faciem ſua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> pulchei ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mam in aqua percipiens putabat ſe per hoc illa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> N<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ham / quam poete Echo vocant in flumine <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>am ſuis oculis conſpexiſſe / de cuius amore <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> laqueatus / vt ipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ad ſe de fonte ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> pluribus blandicus adulabatur / ſed cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>tenus perficere potuit, pre nimio lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> deficiens contra lapides ibidem adiacen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> exuerberans cerebrum effudit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>There was whylom a lordes ſonne</l>
                  <l>whiche of his pryde a vice wonne</l>
                  <l>Hath caught that worthy to his lyche</l>
                  <l>As ſechen all the worldes ryche</l>
                  <l>There was no woman for to loue</l>
                  <l>So hygh he ſet hym ſelfe aboue</l>
                  <l>Of ſtature, and of beaute bothe</l>
                  <l>That hym thought all women lothe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> was there no comparyſon</l>
                  <l>As towarde his condition</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This yonge lorde Narciſſus hyght</l>
                  <l>No ſtrength of loue bowe myght</l>
                  <l>His herte, whiche is vnafyled</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> at laſte he was begyled</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of the goddes purueyaunce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> telle hym on a day perchaunce</l>
                  <l>That he in all his proude fare</l>
                  <l>Vnto the foreſt gan to fare</l>
                  <l>Amonge other, that there were</l>
                  <l>To hunt, and diſporte hym there</l>
                  <l>And whan he came in to the place</l>
                  <l>where that he wolde make his chace</l>
                  <l>The houndes were within a throwe</l>
                  <l>Vncoupled, and the bornes blowe</l>
                  <l>The great herte anone was founde</l>
                  <l>with ſwyfte feete ſet on the grounde</l>
                  <l>And be with ſpore in horſe ſyde</l>
                  <l>Hym haſteth faſte for to ryde</l>
                  <l>Tyll all men be lefte bebynde</l>
                  <l>And as he rode vnder a lynde</l>
                  <l>Beſyde a roche, as I the telle</l>
                  <l>He ſawe where ſpronge a luſty welle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The day was wondre hote withall</l>
                  <l>And ſuche a thurſte was on hym fall</l>
                  <l>That he muſt other dye or drynke</l>
                  <l>And downe he lyght, and by the brinke</l>
                  <l>He tyde his bors vnto a braunche</l>
                  <l>And layde hym lowe for to ſtaunche</l>
                  <l>His thurſt: And as he caſt his loke</l>
                  <l>Into the welle and hede toke</l>
                  <l>He ſawe the lyke of his viſage</l>
                  <l>And wende there were an ymage</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a nymphe, as tho was fay</l>
                  <l>wherof that loue his herte aſſay</l>
                  <l>Began, as it was after ſene</l>
                  <l>Of his ſotye, and made hym wene</l>
                  <l>It were a woman, that he ſyghe</l>
                  <l>The more that he came the welle nygh</l>
                  <l>The nere came ſhe to hym ageyne</l>
                  <l>So wyſt he neuer what to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>For whan he wepte, he ſawe her wepe</l>
                  <l>And whan he cryed, he toke good kepe</l>
                  <l>The ſame worde ſhe cryed alſo</l>
                  <l>And thus began the newe wo</l>
                  <l>That whylom was to hym ſo ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>Tho made him loue an harde eſchange</l>
                  <l>To ſet his herte, and to begynne</l>
                  <l>Thynge, whiche he might neuer wynne</l>
                  <l>And euer amonge he gan to loute</l>
                  <l>And prayeth, that ſhe to him come out</l>
                  <l>And other whyle he goth a ferre</l>
                  <l>And other whyle he draweth nerre</l>
                  <l>And euer he fonde her in o place</l>
                  <l>He wepeth, he crieth, he aſketh grace</l>
                  <l>There as he myght gette none</l>
                  <l>So that ayene a roche of ſtone</l>
                  <l>As he that knewe none other reade</l>
                  <l>He ſmote hym ſelfe tyl he was deade</l>
                  <l>wherof the Nymphes of the welles</l>
                  <l>And other that there weren els</l>
                  <l>Vnto the wodes belongende</l>
                  <l>The body / whiche was deade lyggende</l>
                  <l>For pure pyte, that they haue</l>
                  <l>Vnder graue they begraue</l>
                  <l>And than out of his ſepulture</l>
                  <l>There ſpronge anone perauenture</l>
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                  <l>Of floures ſuche a wonder ſyght</l>
                  <l>That men enſample take myght</l>
                  <l>Vpon the dedes, whiche he dede</l>
                  <l>And tho was ſene in other ſtede</l>
                  <l>For in the wynter freſſhe and fayre</l>
                  <l>The floures bene, whiche is contraire</l>
                  <l>To kynde, and ſo was the folye</l>
                  <l>whiche felle of his ſurquedrye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus he, whiche loue had in diſdaine</l>
                  <l>werſt of all other was beſeyne</l>
                  <l>And as he ſet his price moſt hie</l>
                  <l>He was leſt worthy in loues eye</l>
                  <l>And moſt be iaped in his witte</l>
                  <l>wherof the remembrance is yet</l>
                  <l>So that thou myght enſample take</l>
                  <l>And eke all other for h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> ſake.</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans</head>
                  <l>My father as touchende of me</l>
                  <l>This vice I thynke for to flee</l>
                  <l>whiche of his wenynge euer troweth</l>
                  <l>And namelich of thing, which groweth</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe, or well or wo</l>
                  <l>yet pryded in me neuer ſo</l>
                  <l>But wolde god that grace ſende</l>
                  <l>That towarde me my lady wende</l>
                  <l>As I towardes her wene</l>
                  <l>My loue ſhulde ſo beſene</l>
                  <l>There ſhulde go no pryde a place</l>
                  <l>But I am ferre fro thylke grace</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeake of tyme nowe</l>
                  <l>So mote I ſuffre, I pray you</l>
                  <l>That ye woll aſke on other ſyde</l>
                  <l>If there be any poynt of pryde</l>
                  <l>wherof it nedeth me to be ſhryne</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>My ſonne god it the foryeue</l>
                  <l>yf thou haue any thynge myſdo</l>
                  <l>Touchend of this: but euermo</l>
                  <l>Ther is another yet of pryde</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer coude his wordes hyde</l>
                  <l>That he ne wolde hym ſelfe auaunt</l>
                  <l>There may nothinge his tonge daunt</l>
                  <l>That he ne clappeth as a belle</l>
                  <l>wherof if thou wolt that I telle</l>
                  <l>It is behouely for to here</l>
                  <l>So that thou myght thy tonge ſtere</l>
                  <l>Toward the worlde / and ſtande in grace</l>
                  <l>whiche lacketh ofte in many a place</l>
                  <l>To hym that can not ſytte ſtylle</l>
                  <l>whiche els ſhulde haue all his wyll</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>Magniloque propriam minuit iactantie lingue,</l>
                     <l>Famam quam ſtabilem firmat honore ſilens,</l>
                     <l>Ipſe ſui laudem meriti non percipit, unde</l>
                     <l>Se ſua per uerba iactat in orbe palam,</l>
                     <l>Eſt <expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> uiri culpa iactantia, que rubifactas</l>
                     <l>In muliere reas cauſat habere genas.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur de quarta ſpecie ſuperbie, que iactantia dicitur / ex cuius natura cauſatur, vt homo de ſe ipſo teſtimoniu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> perhibens / ſuaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tutum merita de laude in culpam transfert et ſuam famam cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> extollere vellet, illa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ꝓprio ore ſubuertit. Sed et Venus in amorie cauſa de iſto vicio maculatos a ſua curia ſuper omnes alios abhorrens expellit / et eorum multiloquium ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>recundia deteſtatur / vnde Confeſſor Amanti opponens materiam plenius declarat.</head>
               <l>¶The vice cleped auauntance</l>
               <l>with pride hath take his acqueintance.</l>
               <l>So that his owne price he laſſeth</l>
               <l>whan he ſuche meſure ouerpaſſeth</l>
               <l>That he his owne heraulde is</l>
               <l>That firſt was wel, is than amyſſe</l>
               <l>That was thanke worthy, is tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> blame</l>
               <l>And thus the worſhyppe of his name</l>
               <l>Through pryde of his auauntry</l>
               <l>He tourneth into vylonye</l>
               <l>I rede, howe that this proude vice</l>
               <l>Hath thylke hunt in his offyce</l>
               <l>Through which the blaſtes that he bloweth</l>
               <l>The ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s ſame he ouerthroweth</l>
               <l>Of vertue whiche ſhulde els ſprynge</l>
               <l>Vnto the worldes knowlegynge</l>
               <l>But he fordothe it all to ſore</l>
               <l>And ryght of ſuche maner lore</l>
               <l>There ben louers / for thy if thou</l>
               <l>Arte one of hem, tell and ſay howe</l>
               <l>whan thou haſt taken any thynge</l>
               <l>Of loues yeſte or ouche or rynge</l>
               <l>Or toke vpon the for the colde</l>
               <l>Some goodly word that the was tolde</l>
               <l>Of frendly chere, or token, or lettter</l>
               <l>wherof thyn herte was the better</l>
               <l>Of that ſhe ſent the gretynge</l>
               <l>Haſt thou for pryde of thy lykynge</l>
               <l>Made thyn auaunt, where as the lyſte?</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans</head>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:30"/>
                  <l>I wolde father that ye wyſt</l>
                  <l>My conſcyence lyeth not here</l>
                  <l>yet hadde I neuer ſuche mattere</l>
                  <l>wherof myn hert myght amende</l>
                  <l>Not of ſo moche as ſhe ſende</l>
                  <l>By mouth, and ſayde / Grete hym well</l>
                  <l>And thus for that there is no dele</l>
                  <l>wherof to make myn auaunt</l>
                  <l>It is to reaſon accordaunt</l>
                  <l>That I may neuer, but I lye</l>
                  <l>Of loue make auauntrye</l>
                  <l>I wote not what I ſhulde haue do</l>
                  <l>If that I hadde encheſon ſo</l>
                  <l>As ye haue ſayde here many one</l>
                  <l>But I fond cauſe neuer none</l>
                  <l>But daunger, whiche me welny ſlough</l>
                  <l>Therof I couth telle ynough</l>
                  <l>And of none other auantaunce</l>
                  <l>Thus nedeth me no repentaunce</l>
                  <l>Nowe axeth forther of my lyfe</l>
                  <l>For herof am I not giltyfe</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne I am wel payd with all</l>
                  <l>For wite it wel in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>That loue of his veray iuſtice</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other ayene this vice</l>
                  <l>It all <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>mes moſt debateth</l>
                  <l>with all his hert: and moſt it hateth</l>
                  <l>And eke in all maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>trye is to deſpiſe</l>
                  <l>As by enſample thou myght witte</l>
                  <l>whiche I fynde in the bokes wrytte</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> confeſſor exemplum contra illos / <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſua in a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>mis probitate / vel de ſuo in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> cauſa deſidetio completo ſe iactant / Et <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>iter Albinus primus rex Longo bat <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> cum ipſe quendam alium regem nomine <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>dum in belle morientem triumphaſſet / <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> capitis defuncti auferens ciphum ex ea <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t auro circum<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>gatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in ſue victorie me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ricari conſtituit / inſuper et ipſius Gur <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Reſemundam rapiens / maritali <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>nigem ſibi copilauit. Vnde ipſo Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ſte<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> coram ſui regni nobilibus in ſuo re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> fedente dicti Gurmundi ciphum in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ad ſe inter epulas affetri iuſſit / quem ſumot<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>m v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ori ſue regine porrexit dicens. Bibe cum pa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> tuo / quod et ipſa huiuſmodi operis <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>nara fecit. quo facto rex ſtatim ſuper his que <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>prius geſta fuerant cunctis audie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tibus per ſin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ſe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>actauit. Regina vero cum talia audiffet animo celato factum abhore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s in mortem dn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>i ſui regis circumſpecta induſtria conſpirauit. Ipſum <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> auxilia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tibus Glodeſida et Helmege brem fu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſecuto te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pore inter fecit / cuins mortem dux ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uenenſis tam in corpus regine quam ſuoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> fau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>torum poſtea vindicauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, that we lumbardes now call</l>
                  <l>Albinus was the fyrſte of all</l>
                  <l>whiche bare crowne of Lumbardy</l>
                  <l>And was of great chiualrie</l>
                  <l>In warre ageynſt dyuers kynges</l>
                  <l>So felle amonge other thynges</l>
                  <l>That he that tyme a warre had</l>
                  <l>with Gurmund, which the Geptes lad</l>
                  <l>And was a myghtye kynge alſo</l>
                  <l>But netheles it felle hym ſo</l>
                  <l>Albinus ſlough hym in the felde</l>
                  <l>Ther halpe him nother ſpere ne ſhelde</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſmote his heed of than</l>
                  <l>wherof he toke awey the panne</l>
                  <l>Of whiche he ſayde he wolde make</l>
                  <l>A cuppe, for Gurmundes ſake</l>
                  <l>To kepe and drawe in to memorie</l>
                  <l>Of his batayle the victorie</l>
                  <l>And thus when he the felde had wonne</l>
                  <l>The londe anon was ouerronne</l>
                  <l>And ſeſed in his owne honde</l>
                  <l>where he Gurmundes doughter fonde</l>
                  <l>whiche mayde Roſamunde hyght</l>
                  <l>And was in euery mans ſyght</l>
                  <l>A fayre freſſhe a luſty one</l>
                  <l>His hert fyll to her anone</l>
                  <l>And ſuche a loue on her he caſt</l>
                  <l>That he her wedded at the laſt</l>
                  <l>And after that longe tyme in reſte</l>
                  <l>with her he dwelleth, and to the beſte</l>
                  <l>They loue eche other wonder wele</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, which kepeth the blynd whele</l>
                  <l>Venus, when they be moſte aboue</l>
                  <l>In all the hotteſt of her loue</l>
                  <l>Her whele ſhe torneth, and they felle</l>
                  <l>In the maner, as I ſhall telle</l>
                  <l>This kynge, which ſtod in all his welth</l>
                  <l>Of pees, of worſhip, and of helth</l>
                  <l>And felt hym on no ſyde greued</l>
                  <l>As he that hath his worlde acheued</l>
                  <l>Tho thought he wolde a feſt make</l>
                  <l>And that was for his wyues ſake</l>
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                  <l>That ſhe the lordes of the feſte</l>
                  <l>(That were obeyſaunt to his heſte)</l>
                  <l>May knowe: and ſo forth there vpon</l>
                  <l>He lette ordayne, and ſent anon</l>
                  <l>By letters, and by meſſengers</l>
                  <l>And warned all his offycers</l>
                  <l>That euery thynge be well araide</l>
                  <l>The great ſtedes were aſſayde</l>
                  <l>For iuſtynge, and for tornement</l>
                  <l>And many a perled garnement</l>
                  <l>Embrouded was ageyne the day</l>
                  <l>The lordes in their beſte aray</l>
                  <l>Be comen at the tyme ſette</l>
                  <l>One iuſteth well, an other bet</l>
                  <l>And other whyle they torney</l>
                  <l>And thus they caſte care awey</l>
                  <l>And token luſtes vpon honde</l>
                  <l>And after thou ſhalt vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>To mete into the kynges halle</l>
                  <l>They comen, as they be hydden all</l>
                  <l>And whan they were ſette and ſerued</l>
                  <l>Than after, as it was deſerued</l>
                  <l>To them, that worthy knyghtes were</l>
                  <l>So as they ſetten here and there</l>
                  <l>The price was youen, and ſpoken out</l>
                  <l>Amonge the heraudes all about</l>
                  <l>And thus benethe, and eke aboue</l>
                  <l>All was of armes and of loue</l>
                  <l>wherof aboute at bourdes</l>
                  <l>Men had many ſondry wordes</l>
                  <l>That of the myrthe, whiche they made</l>
                  <l>The kynge hym ſelfe bygan to glade</l>
                  <l>within his hert, and toke a pryde</l>
                  <l>And ſawe the cuppe ſtonde a ſyde</l>
                  <l>whiche made was of Gurmundes hed</l>
                  <l>As ye haue hard, when he was deed</l>
                  <l>And was with golde and ryche ſtones</l>
                  <l>Beſet and bounde for the nones</l>
                  <l>And ſtode vpon a fote on hyghte</l>
                  <l>Of borned golde, and with great ſlight</l>
                  <l>Of werkmenſhyp it was by graue</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche worke, as it ſhulde haue</l>
                  <l>And polyſſhed was eke ſo clene</l>
                  <l>That no ſygne of the ſculle was ſene</l>
                  <l>But as it were a grypes eye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng badde bere his cuppe awey</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtode before hym on the borde</l>
                  <l>And ſette thylke, vpon his worde</l>
                  <l>¶The ſculle is fette, and wyne therin</l>
                  <l>wherof he badde his wyfe begynne</l>
                  <l>Drynke with thy father, dame he ſayd</l>
                  <l>And ſhe to his byddynge obeyde</l>
                  <l>And toke the ſculle, and what her lyſte</l>
                  <l>She drynketh, as ſhe, which nothynge wiſt</l>
                  <l>what cup it was: and than all out</l>
                  <l>The kynge in audyence about</l>
                  <l>Hath tolde, it was her fathers ſculle</l>
                  <l>So that the lordes knowe ſhull</l>
                  <l>Of his batayle a ſoth wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>And made auant through what prowes</l>
                  <l>He hath his wyues loue wonne</l>
                  <l>whiche of the ſculle hath ſo begonne</l>
                  <l>Tho was there mochel pride alofte</l>
                  <l>They ſpeaken all, and ſhe was ſofte</l>
                  <l>Thynkende on thylke vnkynde pride</l>
                  <l>Of that her lorde, ſo nygh her ſyde</l>
                  <l>Auanteth hym, that he hath ſlayne</l>
                  <l>And pyked out her fathers brayne</l>
                  <l>And of the ſculle hath made a cuppe</l>
                  <l>She ſuffered all tyll they were vppe</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe hath ſekeneſſe feyned</l>
                  <l>And goth to chambre, &amp; hath co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pleined</l>
                  <l>Vnto a mayde, whiche ſhe truſt</l>
                  <l>So that none other wyghte it wyſt</l>
                  <l>This mayde Glodeſyde is hote</l>
                  <l>To whome this lady hath by hote</l>
                  <l>Of ladyſhyp all that ſhe can</l>
                  <l>To auengen her vpon this man</l>
                  <l>whiche dyd her drynke in ſuche a plite</l>
                  <l>Amonge them all for deſpyte</l>
                  <l>Of her, and of her father bothe</l>
                  <l>wherof her thoughtes ben ſo wrothe</l>
                  <l>She ſayth, that ſhe ſhall not be glad</l>
                  <l>Tylle that ſhe ſe hym ſo be beſtad</l>
                  <l>That he no more make auaunt</l>
                  <l>And thus they felle in couenaunt</l>
                  <l>That they acorden at the laſte</l>
                  <l>with ſuche wyles, as they caſte</l>
                  <l>That they woll gette of their accorde</l>
                  <l>Some orped knyght to ſle this lorde</l>
                  <l>And with this ſleyght they begynne</l>
                  <l>Howe they Helmege myght wynne</l>
                  <l>whiche was the kynges botyler</l>
                  <l>A proude and a luſty bachyler</l>
                  <l>And Glodeſyde he loueth hote</l>
                  <l>And ſhe to make hym more aſſote</l>
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                  <l>Her loue graunteth, and by nyght</l>
                  <l>They ſhape howe they to geder myght</l>
                  <l>A bedde mete: and done it was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſame nyght, and in this cas</l>
                  <l>The quene her ſelfe, the nyght ſeconde</l>
                  <l>went in her ſtede, and there ſhe fonde</l>
                  <l>A chaumber derke without lyght</l>
                  <l>And goth to bedde to this knyght</l>
                  <l>And be to kepe his obſeruaunce</l>
                  <l>To loue, doth his obeyſaunce</l>
                  <l>And weneth it be Glodeſyde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe than after lay a ſyde</l>
                  <l>And axeth hym, what he hath do</l>
                  <l>And who ſhe was, ſhe tolde hym tho</l>
                  <l>And ſayd Helmege, I am the quene</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhall thy loue well beſene</l>
                  <l>Of that thou haſte thy wyll wrought</l>
                  <l>Or it ſhall ſore ben abought</l>
                  <l>Or thou ſhalt worche, as I the ſaye</l>
                  <l>And if thou wolt by ſuche a waye</l>
                  <l>Do my pleſaunce, and holde it ſtylle</l>
                  <l>For euer I ſhall ben at thy wylle</l>
                  <l>Bothe I, and all myn herytage</l>
                  <l>¶ Anone the wylde loues rage</l>
                  <l>In whiche no man hym can gouerne</l>
                  <l>Made hym, that he can not werne</l>
                  <l>But felle all holle to her aſſent</l>
                  <l>And thus the whele is all myſwent</l>
                  <l>The whiche fortune hath vpon honde</l>
                  <l>For howe that euer it after ſtonde</l>
                  <l>They ſhope amonge them ſuch a wyle</l>
                  <l>The kynge was deed within a whyle</l>
                  <l>So ſtyly came it not aboute</l>
                  <l>That they ne ben diſcouered out</l>
                  <l>So that it thought them for the beſt</l>
                  <l>To fle, for there was no reſte</l>
                  <l>And thus the treſour of the kynge</l>
                  <l>They truſſe, and moche other thynge</l>
                  <l>And with a certayne felauſhip</l>
                  <l>They fled, and went awey by ſhip</l>
                  <l>And helde their nyght cours from then</l>
                  <l>Tyll that they comen to Rauenne</l>
                  <l>where they the dukes helpe ſought</l>
                  <l>And he, ſo as they hym beſought</l>
                  <l>A place graunteth for to dwell</l>
                  <l>But after, when he hard telle</l>
                  <l>Of the maner, howe they haue do</l>
                  <l>The duke let ſhape for them ſo</l>
                  <l>That of a poyſon, whiche they drunke</l>
                  <l>They hadden that they han beſwunke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And all this made auaunt of pryde</l>
                  <l>Good is therfore a man to hyde</l>
                  <l>His owne price. for if he ſpeke</l>
                  <l>He may lyghtelyche his thanke breke</l>
                  <l>In armes lyeth none auantance</l>
                  <l>To him, which thinketh his name aua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>And be renomed of his dede</l>
                  <l>And alſo who that thynketh to ſpede</l>
                  <l>Of loue, he may not hym auaunte</l>
                  <l>For what man thylke vyce baunte</l>
                  <l>His purpoſe ſhall full ofte faylle</l>
                  <l>In armes be that woll trauaylle</l>
                  <l>Or elles loues grace atteyne</l>
                  <l>His loſe tonge he mote reſtreyne</l>
                  <l>whiche beryth of his honoure the keye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne in all weye</l>
                  <l>Take ryght good hede of this mattere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I thanke you my father dere</l>
                  <l>This ſchole is of a gentyl lore</l>
                  <l>And if there be ought elles more</l>
                  <l>Of pryde, whiche I ſhall eſchewe</l>
                  <l>Nowe axeth forth, and I woll ſhewe</l>
                  <l>what thynge, that ye me woll enforme</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>My ſonne yet in other forme</l>
                  <l>There is a vyce of prydes lore</l>
                  <l>whiche lyke an hawke, wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he will ſore</l>
                  <l>Fleeth vp on hygh in his delyces</l>
                  <l>After the lykynge of his vices</l>
                  <l>And woll no mans reſon knowe</l>
                  <l>Tyll he doune falle, and ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>This vice vaynglorye is hote</l>
                  <l>wherof my ſonne I the by hote</l>
                  <l>To trete and ſpeke in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That thou the myght better auyſe.</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>Gloria perpetuos pregnat mundana dolores,</l>
                     <l>Qui tamen eſt vanus gaudia vana cupit.</l>
                     <l>Eius amiciciam, quem gloria tollit inanis,</l>
                     <l>Non ſine blandicijs planus habebit homo.</l>
                     <l>Verbis compoſitis qui ſcit ſtrigila re fauellum,</l>
                     <l>Scandere fallata iura valebit eques.</l>
                     <l>Sic in amore magis qui blanda ſubornat in ore</l>
                     <l>Verba, per hoc brauiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ꝙ nequit, alter habet.</l>
                     <l>Et tamen ornatos cantus, varios <expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> paratus,</l>
                     <l>Leta <expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> corda ſuis legibus optat amor.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur de quinta ſpecie ſuperbie / que Inanis gloria vocatur. Et eiuſdem victi natura<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <pb n="23" facs="tcp:7065:31"/> primo deſcribene ſuper eodem in amorie cauſa Confeſſor amanti conſequenter opponit.</head>
               <l>The proude vice of vaynglorye</l>
               <l>Remembreth nought of purgatorye</l>
               <l>His worldes ioyes ben ſo great</l>
               <l>Hym thynketh of beuen no beyete</l>
               <l>This lyues pompe is all his pes</l>
               <l>yet ſhall he deye netheles</l>
               <l>And therof thynketh he but a lyte</l>
               <l>For all his luſt is to delite</l>
               <l>In newe thynges, proude and vayne</l>
               <l>As farforth as he may attayne</l>
               <l>I trowe, if that he myght make</l>
               <l>His body newe, he wolde take</l>
               <l>A newe forme, and leaue his olde</l>
               <l>For what thyng, that he may beholde</l>
               <l>The whiche to comon vſe is ſtraunge</l>
               <l>Anone his olde guyſe chaunge</l>
               <l>He woll, and falle therupon</l>
               <l>Lyke vnto the Camelyon</l>
               <l>whiche vpon euery ſondry hewe</l>
               <l>That he beholt, he mote newe</l>
               <l>His colour, and thus vnauyſed</l>
               <l>Ful ofte tyme he ſtant diſguyſed</l>
               <l>More ioylife than the byrde in maye</l>
               <l>He maketh hym euer freſſhe and gaye</l>
               <l>And doth all his aray diſguyſe</l>
               <l>So that of hym the newe guyſe</l>
               <l>Of luſty folke all other take</l>
               <l>And eke he can carolles make</l>
               <l>Roundel, balade, and verelay</l>
               <l>And with all this, if that he may</l>
               <l>Of loue gete hym auauntage</l>
               <l>Anone he waxt of his corage</l>
               <l>So ouer gladde, that of his ende</l>
               <l>He thynketh there is no deth co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mende</l>
               <l>For he hath than at all tyde</l>
               <l>Of loue ſuche maner pryde</l>
               <l>Hym thynketh his ioy is endeles.</l>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>Now ſhryue the ſonne in goddes pees</l>
                  <l>And of thy loue telle me playne</l>
                  <l>yf that thy glorye hath be ſo vayne</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>My father as touchend of all</l>
                     <l>I may not well, ne noughten ſhall</l>
                     <l>Of vayne glorye excuſe me</l>
                     <l>That I ne haue for loue be</l>
                     <l>The better adreſſyd and arayde</l>
                     <l>And alſo I haue ofte aſſayde</l>
                     <l>Roundel, balades, and vyrelay</l>
                     <l>For her, on whom myn hert laye</l>
                     <l>To make, and alſo for to peynte</l>
                     <l>Carollys with my wordes queynte</l>
                     <l>To ſet my purpoſe alofte</l>
                     <l>And thus I ſange themforth full ofte</l>
                     <l>In halle, and eke in chambre aboute</l>
                     <l>And made mery amonge the route</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But yet ne ferde I not the bet</l>
                     <l>Thus was my glorye in vayne beſet</l>
                     <l>Of all the ioy that I made</l>
                     <l>For when I wolde with her glade</l>
                     <l>And of her loue ſonges make</l>
                     <l>She ſayde, it was not for her ſake</l>
                     <l>And lyſte not my ſonges here</l>
                     <l>Ne wyten, what the wordes were</l>
                     <l>So for to ſpeke of myn arraye</l>
                     <l>yet coude I neuer be ſo gaye</l>
                     <l>Ne ſo well make a ſonge of loue</l>
                     <l>wherof I myght ben aboue</l>
                     <l>And haue encheſon to be gladde</l>
                     <l>But rather I am ofte adradde</l>
                     <l>For ſorowe, that ſhe ſayth me nay</l>
                     <l>And netheles I woll not ſaye</l>
                     <l>That I nam gladde on other ſyde</l>
                     <l>For fame, that can nothynge hyde</l>
                     <l>All day woll brynge vnto myn ere</l>
                     <l>Of that men ſpeken here and there</l>
                     <l>Howe that my lady beryth the price</l>
                     <l>Howe ſhe is fayre, howe ſhe is wyſe</l>
                     <l>Howe ſhe is womanlyche of chere</l>
                     <l>Of all this thynge whan I may here</l>
                     <l>what wonder is though I be fayne</l>
                     <l>And eke when I may here ſayne</l>
                     <l>Tydynges of my ladys hele</l>
                     <l>All though I may not with her dele</l>
                     <l>yet am I wonder gladde of that</l>
                     <l>For when I wote her good eſtate</l>
                     <l>As for that tyme I dare well ſwere</l>
                     <l>None other ſorowe may me dere</l>
                     <l>Thus am I gladed in this wyſe</l>
                     <l>But father of your lores wyſe</l>
                     <l>Of whiche ye be fully taught</l>
                     <l>Nowe telle me if ye thynke ought</l>
                     <l>That I therof am to wyte</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Of that there is, I the acquite</l>
                     <pb facs="tcp:7065:32"/>
                     <l>My ſonne, he ſayde, and for thy good</l>
                     <l>I woll that thou vnderſtode</l>
                     <l>For I thynke vpon this mattere</l>
                     <l>To tell a tale, as thou ſhalt here</l>
                     <l>Howe that ageyne this proud vice</l>
                     <l>The hygh god, of his iuſtice</l>
                     <l>Is wrothe, and great vengeaunce doth</l>
                     <l>Nowe herken a tale, whiche is ſoth</l>
                     <l>Though it be nought of loues kynde</l>
                     <l>A great enſample thou ſhalt fynde</l>
                     <l>This vayne glorye for to fle</l>
                     <l>whiche is ſo full of vanyte.</l>
                  </lg>
                  <q>
                     <l>Humane generis cum ſit tibi gloria maior,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>epe ſub<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ſſe ſolet proximis ille polor,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>a graues deſcenſus ſepe ſubibit</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> humilis ſtabile molle <expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> firmat iter.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> innumeris nolutat fortuna per orbem,</l>
                     <l>Cum magis alta petis inferora time.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>nfeſſor exemplum contra vicium <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>, narran<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> qualiter Nabugodono<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>aſde<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rum cum ipſe in omni ſui mageſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ceſſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>or extitiffet, deus eius ſuperbia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ipſum extra formam homine <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> fenum commedentem tranſmutauit. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tenum penitens cum ipſe potenci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> miſertus deus ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in ſu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> regni <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ta ſan<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>tate <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>mendatum gracioſius <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>There was a kynge, that moch myght</l>
                  <l>whiche Nabugodonoſor hyght</l>
                  <l>Of whom that I ſpake here to fore</l>
                  <l>Yet in the byble this name is bore</l>
                  <l>For all the worlde in thoryent</l>
                  <l>was hole at his commaundement</l>
                  <l>As than of kynges to his lyche</l>
                  <l>was none ſo myghty, ne ſo ryche</l>
                  <l>To his empire, and to his lawes</l>
                  <l>As who ſayth, all in thylke dawes</l>
                  <l>were obeyſaunt, and trybute bere</l>
                  <l>As though he god of erthe were</l>
                  <l>with ſtrength he put kynges vnder</l>
                  <l>And wrought of pryde many a wonder</l>
                  <l>He was ſo full of vaynglorye</l>
                  <l>That he ne hadde no memorye</l>
                  <l>That there was any god but he</l>
                  <l>For pryde of his proſperyte</l>
                  <l>Tyll that the hyghe kynge of kynges</l>
                  <l>whiche ſeeth and knoweth all thynges</l>
                  <l>whoſe eye may nothynge aſterte</l>
                  <l>The pryuytes of mans hert</l>
                  <l>They ſpeken and ſowne in his ere</l>
                  <l>As though they loude wyndes were</l>
                  <l>He toke vengeaunce of his pryde</l>
                  <l>But for he wolde a whyle abyde</l>
                  <l>To loke, if he wolde hym amende</l>
                  <l>To hym afore token he ſende</l>
                  <l>And that was in his ſlepe by nyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This proude kynge a wonder ſyght</l>
                  <l>Hadde in his ſweuen, there be lay</l>
                  <l>Hym thought vpon a mery day</l>
                  <l>As he behelde the world aboute</l>
                  <l>A tre full growe be ſawe there out</l>
                  <l>which ſtode in the world amiddes euen</l>
                  <l>whos heyght ſtraught vp to the heuen</l>
                  <l>The leues weren fayre and large</l>
                  <l>Of frute it bere ſo rype a charge</l>
                  <l>That all men it myght fede</l>
                  <l>He ſawe alſo the bowes ſprede</l>
                  <l>Aboue all erth, in whiche were</l>
                  <l>The kynde of all byrdes there</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke hym thought he ſawe alſo</l>
                  <l>The kynde of all beſtes go</l>
                  <l>Vnder the tre about rounde</l>
                  <l>And fedden them vpon the grounde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As he this vnderſtode and ſyghe</l>
                  <l>Hym thought he herde a voys on high</l>
                  <l>Cryende, and ſayde abouen all</l>
                  <l>Hewe downe this tree, and let it fall</l>
                  <l>The leues lette defoule in haſt</l>
                  <l>And do the frute deſtroye and waſt</l>
                  <l>And let of ſhreden euery braunche</l>
                  <l>But at rote he let it ſtaunche</l>
                  <l>whan all his pride is caſt to grounde</l>
                  <l>The rote ſhall be faſt bounde</l>
                  <l>And ſhall no mans herte bere</l>
                  <l>But euery luſt he ſhall forbere</l>
                  <l>Of man, and lyke an oxe his mete</l>
                  <l>Of graſſe he ſhall purchace and ete</l>
                  <l>Tyll at the water of the heuen</l>
                  <l>Hath waſſhen hym by tymes ſeuen</l>
                  <l>So that he thorough knowe aryght</l>
                  <l>what is the heuenlyche myght</l>
                  <l>And be made humble to the wylle</l>
                  <l>Of hym, whiche may all ſaue &amp; ſpylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kyng out of his ſweuen abraide</l>
                  <l>And he vpon the morowe it ſayde</l>
                  <l>Vnto the clerkes, which he hadde</l>
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                  <l>But none of them the foth aradde</l>
                  <l>was none his ſweuen couth vndo</l>
                  <l>And it ſtode thylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>This kynge hadde in ſubiection</l>
                  <l>Iude, and of affectyon</l>
                  <l>Abouen al other one Danyel</l>
                  <l>He loueth, for be couth well</l>
                  <l>Dyuyne, that none other couthe</l>
                  <l>To hym were all thynges couthe</l>
                  <l>As he it hadde of goddes grace</l>
                  <l>He was before the kynges face</l>
                  <l>Aſſent and boden, that he ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt the kynge of tolde</l>
                  <l>The fortune of his ſweuen expounde</l>
                  <l>As it ſhulde afterward be founde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Danyel this ſweuene herde</l>
                  <l>He ſtode longe tyme, or be anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And made a wonder heuy chere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge toke hede of his maner</l>
                  <l>And hadde hym telle that he wyſte</l>
                  <l>As he, to whome he mochel tryſte</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he wolde not be wroth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Danyel was wonder loth</l>
                  <l>And ſayde vpon thy fo men alle</l>
                  <l>Syr kynge thy ſweuene mote falle</l>
                  <l>And netheles touchend of this</l>
                  <l>I woll the tellen, howe it is</l>
                  <l>And what dyſeſe is to the ſhape</l>
                  <l>God wote if thou it ſhalt eſcape</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The hyghe tre, whiche thou haſt ſene</l>
                  <l>with leſſe and fruyt ſo wel beſene</l>
                  <l>The which ſtode in the world amiddes</l>
                  <l>So that the beſtes and the byrdes</l>
                  <l>Gouerned were of hym alone</l>
                  <l>Syr kynge betokeneth thy perſone</l>
                  <l>which ſtonde aboue all erthely thynges</l>
                  <l>Thus reignen vnder the the kynges</l>
                  <l>And all the people vnto the louteth</l>
                  <l>And all the worlde thy perſon douteth</l>
                  <l>So that with vayne honour deceyued</l>
                  <l>Thou haſte the reuerence weyued</l>
                  <l>From hym, whiche is thy kynge aboue</l>
                  <l>That thou for drede ne for loue</l>
                  <l>wolt nothynge knowen of thy god</l>
                  <l>whiche nowe for the hath made a rod</l>
                  <l>Thy vayne glorye, and thy folye</l>
                  <l>with great peynes to chaſtye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And of the voyce thou herdeſt ſpeke</l>
                  <l>whiche badde the bowes for to breke</l>
                  <l>And hewe and felle downe the tre</l>
                  <l>That word belongeth vnto the</l>
                  <l>Thy reigne ſhall be ouer throwe</l>
                  <l>And thou diſpoyled for a throwe</l>
                  <l>But that the rote ſhulde ſtonde</l>
                  <l>By that thou ſhalt wel vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>There ſhall abyde of thy regne</l>
                  <l>A tyme ageyne whan thou ſhall regne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke of that thou herdeſt ſaye</l>
                  <l>To take a mans herte aweye</l>
                  <l>And ſet there a beſtiall</l>
                  <l>So that he lyke an oxe ſhall</l>
                  <l>Paſture, and that he be byreyned</l>
                  <l>By tymes ſeuen, and ſore peyned</l>
                  <l>Till that be knowe his goddis mightes</l>
                  <l>Than ſhall he ſtond agayne vpryghtes</l>
                  <l>All this betokeneth thyne eſtate</l>
                  <l>whiche nowe with god is in debate</l>
                  <l>Thy mans forme ſhall be laſſed</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſeuen yere ben ouer paſſed</l>
                  <l>And in the lykenes of a beſte</l>
                  <l>Of gras ſhall be thy royall feſte</l>
                  <l>The wether ſhall vpon the rayne</l>
                  <l>And vnderſtonde, that all this payne</l>
                  <l>whiche thou ſhalt ſuffre thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>Is ſhape all onely for thy pryde</l>
                  <l>Of vayne glorye, and of the ſynne</l>
                  <l>whiche thou haſt longe ſtonden inne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So vpon this condicyon,</l>
                  <l>Thy ſweuene hath expoſicyon</l>
                  <l>But er this thynge befalle in dede</l>
                  <l>Amende the, this wolde I rede</l>
                  <l>yeue and departe thyn almeſſe</l>
                  <l>Do mercy forth with ryghtwyſnes</l>
                  <l>Beſeche and praye the hyghe grace</l>
                  <l>For ſo thou myght thy pees purchace</l>
                  <l>with god, and ſtonden in good accorde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But pryde is loth to leſe his lorde</l>
                  <l>And woll not ſuffre humylyte</l>
                  <l>with hym to ſtonde in no degre</l>
                  <l>And whan a ſhyp hath loſte his ſtere</l>
                  <l>Is none ſo wyſe, that may hym ſtere</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the wawes in a rage</l>
                  <l>This proude kynge in his courage</l>
                  <l>Humylite hath ſo forlore</l>
                  <l>That for no ſweuen (he ſawe to fore)</l>
                  <l>Ne yet for all that Danyell</l>
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                  <l>Hym hath counſeyled euery dele</l>
                  <l>He lette it paſſe out of his mynde</l>
                  <l>Through vaynglory, and as the blynde</l>
                  <l>He ſeeth no weye, er hym be wo</l>
                  <l>And felle within a tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>As he in Babyloyne wente</l>
                  <l>The vanyte of pryde hym hente</l>
                  <l>His hert aros of vayne glorye</l>
                  <l>So that he drough in to memorye</l>
                  <l>His lordſhip and his regalye</l>
                  <l>with wordes of ſurquedrye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that he him moſte auau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>teth</l>
                  <l>That lorde, which vainglorye daunteth</l>
                  <l>All ſodenly, as who ſayth treys</l>
                  <l>where that he ſtode in his paleys</l>
                  <l>He toke hym from the mens ſyght</l>
                  <l>was none of them ſo ware, that myght</l>
                  <l>Set eye, where he bycome</l>
                  <l>And thus was be from his kyngdome</l>
                  <l>In to the wylde foreſte drawe</l>
                  <l>where that the myghty goddes lawe</l>
                  <l>Through his power did him tra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>sforme</l>
                  <l>Fro man in to a beſtes forme</l>
                  <l>And lyke an oxe vnder the fote</l>
                  <l>He graſeth as he nedes mote</l>
                  <l>To getten hym his lyues fode</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho thought hym cold gras goode</l>
                  <l>That whilome ete the hote ſpices</l>
                  <l>Thus was he torned from delyces</l>
                  <l>The wyne, which he was wonte drynke</l>
                  <l>He toke then of the welles brynke</l>
                  <l>Or of the pyt, or of the ſlough</l>
                  <l>It thought hym then good ynough</l>
                  <l>Inſtede of chambres well arayed</l>
                  <l>He was than of a buſſhe well apayed</l>
                  <l>The harde grounde he lay vpon</l>
                  <l>For other pylowes hadde he non</l>
                  <l>The ſtormes, and the raynes fall</l>
                  <l>The wyndes blowe vpon hym all</l>
                  <l>He was tormented day and nyght</l>
                  <l>Suche was the hyghe goddes myght</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſeuen yere an ende toke</l>
                  <l>Vpon hym ſelfe tho gan be loke</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of mete, gras and ſtreys</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of handes, longe cleys</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of man, a beſte lyke</l>
                  <l>He ſawe, and than he gan to ſyke</l>
                  <l>For cloth of golde and of perrye</l>
                  <l>whiche hym was wonte to magnyfye</l>
                  <l>when he beheld his cote of heres</l>
                  <l>He wepte, and with full wofull teres</l>
                  <l>Vp to the heuen he caſte his chere</l>
                  <l>wepend, and thought in this manere</l>
                  <l>Though he no wordes myght wynne</l>
                  <l>Thus ſayd his hert, and ſpake withyn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O myghty god, that all haſt wrought</l>
                  <l>And all myght bryng agayne to nought</l>
                  <l>Nowe knowe I, but all of the</l>
                  <l>This worlde hath no proſperite</l>
                  <l>In thyn aſpecte ben all alyche</l>
                  <l>The poure man and eke the ryche</l>
                  <l>withoute the there may no wyght</l>
                  <l>And thou aboue all other myght</l>
                  <l>O myghty lorde toward my vice</l>
                  <l>Thy mercy medle with iuſtice</l>
                  <l>And I woll make a couenaunt</l>
                  <l>That of my lyfe the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>I ſhall it by the grace amende</l>
                  <l>And in thy lawe ſo diſpende</l>
                  <l>That vayn glory I ſhall eſchewe</l>
                  <l>And bowe vnto thyn heſte, and ſewe</l>
                  <l>Humylite, and that I vowe</l>
                  <l>And ſo thynkend he gan downe bowe</l>
                  <l>And though hym lacke voyce of ſpeche</l>
                  <l>He gan vp with his fete areche</l>
                  <l>And waylend in his beſtly ſteuen</l>
                  <l>He made his playnt vnto the heuen</l>
                  <l>He kneleth in his wyſe, and brayeth</l>
                  <l>To ſeche mercy, and aſſayeth</l>
                  <l>His god, which made him nothi<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>g ſtra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſawe his pride change</l>
                  <l>Anone as he was humble and tame</l>
                  <l>He fonde towarde his god the ſame</l>
                  <l>And in a twynkelynge of a loke</l>
                  <l>His mannes forme ageyne he toke</l>
                  <l>And was reformed to the reygne</l>
                  <l>In whiche that he was wonte to reigne</l>
                  <l>So that the pride of vayne glory</l>
                  <l>Euer afterwarde out of memorye</l>
                  <l>He lette it paſſe, and thus is ſhewed</l>
                  <l>what is to ben of pride vnthewed</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the hygh goddes lawe</l>
                  <l>To whome no man may be felawe</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne take good hede</l>
                  <l>So for to lede thy manhede</l>
                  <l>That thou ne be not lyke a beſte</l>
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                  <l>But if thy lyfe ſhall ben honeſte</l>
                  <l>Thou muſt humbleſſe take on honde</l>
                  <l>For than myght thou ſyker ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke it other wyſe</l>
                  <l>A proude man can no loue aſſiſe</l>
                  <l>For though a woman wolde him pleſe</l>
                  <l>His pride can not ben at eaſe</l>
                  <l>There may no man to mochel blame</l>
                  <l>A vice, whiche is for to blame</l>
                  <l>For thy men ſhulden nothynge hyde</l>
                  <l>That myght falle in blame of pride</l>
                  <l>whiche is the worſt vyce of all</l>
                  <l>wherof, ſo as it was befalle</l>
                  <l>The tale I thynke of a cronyke</l>
                  <l>To telle, if that it may the lyke</l>
                  <l>So that thou myght humbleſſe ſewe</l>
                  <l>And eke the vice of pride eſchewe</l>
                  <l>wherof the glorye is falſe and vayne</l>
                  <l>whiche god hym ſelfe hath in diſdayne</l>
                  <l>That though it mount for a throwe</l>
                  <l>It ſhall downe falle and ouerthrowe.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Eſt uirtus humilis, per quam deus altus ad ima</l>
                  <l>Se tulit, et noſire inſcera carnis habet.</l>
                  <l>Sic humilis ſupereft, et amor ſibi ſubditur ois,</l>
                  <l>Cuius habet nulla ſorte ſuperbus opem,</l>
                  <l>Odit cum terra, celum deiecit et ipſum,</l>
                  <l>Sedibus inferni ſtat <expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> receptus ibi.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic narrat confeſſor exemplum contra ſuper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>am, Et dicit / <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> nuper quidam rex famoſe pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dencie cuidam miſiti ſuo ſuper fribus queſtioni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus, vt inde certitudinis reſponſionem daret ſub pena capitaſis ſententie terminum preſixit. Primo quid minoris indigentie ab inhabita<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tibus orbem auxiſium mains obtinuit. Secundo quid maioris meriti continens minoris expenſe repri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſas exiguit. Tercio quid omnia bona diminuens ex ſin proprietate nihil penitus vaſuit. Quaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vero queſtionum quedam virgo dicti militis ſifia nomine patris ſofutione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> aggrediens tafiter regi reſpondit. Ad primam dixit / quod terra nullius indiget / quam in adiuuare cotidianis laboribus omnes intendunt. Ad ſecundam dixit / <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> humi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litas omnibus virtutibus preuafet / que tamen nullius prodigalitatis expenſis menſuram ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cedit. Ad terciam dixit / <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſuperbia omnia tam corporis quam anime bona deuaſtans maiorum expenſarum exceſſus inducit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>A Kynge was whylom yonge &amp; wiſe</l>
                  <l>The whiche of his wytte ſet great price</l>
                  <l>Of depe imaginations</l>
                  <l>And ſtraunge interpretations</l>
                  <l>Problemes and demaundes eke</l>
                  <l>His wyſedome was to fynde and ſeke</l>
                  <l>wherof he wolde in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Oppoſen them, that weren wyſe</l>
                  <l>But none of them it myght beare</l>
                  <l>Vpon his worde to yeue anſwere</l>
                  <l>Out taken one, whiche was a knyght</l>
                  <l>To hym was euery thynge ſo lyght</l>
                  <l>That alſo ſone as he them herde</l>
                  <l>The kynges wordes he anſwerde</l>
                  <l>what thynge the kynge hym axe wolde</l>
                  <l>There anone the trouth he tolde</l>
                  <l>The kynge ſomdele had an enuie</l>
                  <l>And thought he wolde his wittes plye</l>
                  <l>To ſet ſome concluſion</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhulde be confuſion</l>
                  <l>Vnto this knyght, ſo that the name</l>
                  <l>And of wiſedome the hygh fame</l>
                  <l>Towarde hym ſelfe he wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>And thus of all his witte within</l>
                  <l>This kynge began to ſtudie and muſe</l>
                  <l>what ſtrange matter he myght vſe</l>
                  <l>The knyghtes wittes to confounde</l>
                  <l>And at laſt he hath it founde</l>
                  <l>And for the knyght anon he ſent</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall tell / what he ment</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poyntes of the mattere</l>
                  <l>Of queſtions as thou ſhalte here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The firſte poynt of all thre</l>
                  <l>was this: what thinge in his degree</l>
                  <l>Of all this worlde hath nede leſt</l>
                  <l>And yet men helpe it all theyr meſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſeconde is: what moſte is worth</l>
                  <l>And of coſtage is leſt put forth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The thyrde is: whiche is of moſt coſt</l>
                  <l>And leſt is worthe, and gothe to loſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge theſe thre demau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des axeth</l>
                  <l>To the knyght this lawe he taxeth</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall gone and come ageyne</l>
                  <l>The thyrde weke and tell hym pleyne</l>
                  <l>To euery poynt, what it amounteth</l>
                  <l>And if ſo be, that he miſcounteth</l>
                  <l>To make in his anſwere a fayle</l>
                  <l>There ſhall none other thynge auayle</l>
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                  <l>The kynge ſayth, but he ſhall be deade</l>
                  <l>And leſe his goodes, and his heed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This knyght was ſory of this thynge</l>
                  <l>And wolde excuſe hym to the kynge</l>
                  <l>But he ne wolde hym not forbere</l>
                  <l>And thus the knyght of his anſwere</l>
                  <l>Goth home to take auyſement</l>
                  <l>But after his entendement</l>
                  <l>The more he caſte his wytte about</l>
                  <l>The more he ſtant therof in doubte</l>
                  <l>Tho wyſt he well the kynges herte</l>
                  <l>That he the death ne ſhulde aſterte</l>
                  <l>And ſuche a ſorowe hath to him take</l>
                  <l>That gladſhyppe he hath all forſake</l>
                  <l>He thought fyrſte vpon his lyfe</l>
                  <l>And after that vpon his wyfe</l>
                  <l>Vpon his childre eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Of whiche he had doughters two</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>geſt of them had of age</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> yere, and of vyſage</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> was ryght fayre, and of ſtature</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> to an heuenly fygure</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of maner, and of goodly ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Though men wolde all londes ſeche</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde not haue founde her lyke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> her father ſorowe and ſyke</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſt not the cauſe why</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſhe to hym priuely</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was, wher he made his mone</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> gardeyne all hym one</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> knees ſhe gan downe falle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> humble herte, and to hym calle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſayde: O good father dere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> make ye thus heuy chere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> I wote nothynge, howe it is</l>
                  <l>And well ye knowe father this</l>
                  <l>what auenture that you felle</l>
                  <l>ye myght it ſaufly to me telle</l>
                  <l>yor I haue ofte herde you ſayde</l>
                  <l>That ye ſuche truſte haue on me layde</l>
                  <l>That to my ſyſter ne to my brother</l>
                  <l>In all this worlde ne to none other</l>
                  <l>ye durſt telle a pryuete</l>
                  <l>So well my father as to me</l>
                  <l>For thy my father I you praye</l>
                  <l>Ne caſteth nought that hert away</l>
                  <l>For I am ſhe, that wolde kepe</l>
                  <l>your honour: and with that to wepe</l>
                  <l>Her eie may not be forbore</l>
                  <l>She wyſſheth for to ben vnbore</l>
                  <l>Er that her father ſo myſtryſt</l>
                  <l>To tellen her, of that he wyſt</l>
                  <l>And euer amonge mercy ſhe cryed</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſhulde his counſcile hyde</l>
                  <l>From her, that ſo wolde hym good</l>
                  <l>And was ſo nygh fleſſhe and bloud</l>
                  <l>So that with wepynge at laſt</l>
                  <l>His chere vpon his childe he caſte</l>
                  <l>And ſorowfully, to that ſhe prayde</l>
                  <l>He tolde his tale, and thus he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſorowe doughter, which I make</l>
                  <l>Is not all onely for my ſake</l>
                  <l>But for the bothe, and for you all</l>
                  <l>For ſuche a chaunce is me befalle</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall er this thyrde day</l>
                  <l>Leſe all that euer I leſe may</l>
                  <l>My lyfe, and all my good therto</l>
                  <l>Therfore it is, I ſorowe ſo</l>
                  <l>what is the cauſe alas, quod ſhe?</l>
                  <l>My father, that ye ſhulden be</l>
                  <l>Dead, and diſtroyed in ſuche a wiſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he began the poyntes deuyſe</l>
                  <l>which as the kyng tolde him by mouth</l>
                  <l>And ſayd her playnly, that he couthe</l>
                  <l>Anſwere to no poynt of this</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe, that hereth howe it is</l>
                  <l>Her counſayle yafe, and ſayd tho</l>
                  <l>My father, ſyn it is ſo</l>
                  <l>That ye can ſe none other weye</l>
                  <l>But that ye muſt nedes deye</l>
                  <l>I wolde pray you of o thynge</l>
                  <l>Lette me go with you to the kynge</l>
                  <l>And ye ſhall make hym vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Howe ye my wyttes for to fonde</l>
                  <l>Haue layde your anſwere vpon me</l>
                  <l>And telleth hym in ſuche degre</l>
                  <l>Vpon my worde ye wol abyde</l>
                  <l>To lyfe or deth what ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>For yet perchaunce I may purchace</l>
                  <l>with ſome good word the kynges grace</l>
                  <l>your lyfe and eke your good to ſaue</l>
                  <l>For ofte ſhall a woman haue</l>
                  <l>Thynge, whiche a man may not areche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fader herd his doughters ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And thought there was no reaſon in</l>
                  <l>And ſawe, his owne lyfe to wynne</l>
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                  <l>He couthe done hym ſelfe no cure</l>
                  <l>So better he thought in auenture</l>
                  <l>To put his lyfe, and all his good</l>
                  <l>That in the maner as it ſtode</l>
                  <l>His lyfe incerteyne for to leſe</l>
                  <l>And thus thynkende he gan to cheſe</l>
                  <l>To do the counſeyle of this mayde</l>
                  <l>And toke the purpoſe, whiche ſhe ſayd</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The day was come, &amp; forth they gone</l>
                  <l>Vnto the courte they come anone</l>
                  <l>where as the kynge in his iugement</l>
                  <l>was ſette, and hath this knyght aſſent</l>
                  <l>Arrayed in her beſte wyſe</l>
                  <l>This mayden with her wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>Her father ledde by the honde</l>
                  <l>In to the place, where he fonde</l>
                  <l>The kynge, with other which he wolde</l>
                  <l>And to the kynge knelende he tolde</l>
                  <l>As he enfourmed was tofore</l>
                  <l>And prayeth the kyng, that he therfore</l>
                  <l>His doughters wordes wolde take</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, that he woll vndertake</l>
                  <l>Vpon her wordes for to ſtende.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was ther great meruaile on ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>That he, whiche was ſo wyſe a knyght</l>
                  <l>His lyfe vpon ſo yonge a wyght</l>
                  <l>Beſette wolde in ieopardye</l>
                  <l>And many it helden for folye</l>
                  <l>But at laſte neuertheles</l>
                  <l>The kynge commaundeth ben in peace</l>
                  <l>And to this mayde he caſt his chere</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he wolde her tale here</l>
                  <l>And badde her ſpeke: and ſhe began.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My lyege lorde ſo as I can</l>
                  <l>Quod ſhe, the poyntes, which I herde</l>
                  <l>They ſhall of reaſon ben anſwerde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fyrſt I vnderſtonde is this</l>
                  <l>what thynge of all the worlde it is</l>
                  <l>which men moſt helpe, &amp; hath leſt nede</l>
                  <l>My lyege lorde this wolde I rede</l>
                  <l>The erthe it is, whiche euermo</l>
                  <l>with mannes labour is bego</l>
                  <l>As well in wynter as in Maye</l>
                  <l>The mannes honde doth what he may</l>
                  <l>To helpe it forth, and make it ryche</l>
                  <l>And for thy men it delue and dyche</l>
                  <l>And eren it with ſtrength of plough</l>
                  <l>where it hath of hym ſelfe inough</l>
                  <l>So that his nede is at leſte</l>
                  <l>For euery man, byrde, and beaſt</l>
                  <l>Of floure, and graſſe, and rote, &amp; rynde</l>
                  <l>And euery thynge by wey of kynde</l>
                  <l>Shall ſterue, and erthe it ſhall become</l>
                  <l>As it was out of erthe nome</l>
                  <l>It ſhall to erthe tourne ageyne</l>
                  <l>And thus I may by reaſon ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That therthe is moſt nedeles</l>
                  <l>And moſt men helpe it netheles</l>
                  <l>So that my lorde touchande of this</l>
                  <l>I haue anſwerde howe that it is.</l>
                  <l>¶That other poynt I vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>whiche moſt is worth, and moſt is good</l>
                  <l>And coſteth leeſt a man to kepe</l>
                  <l>My lorde if ye woll take kepe</l>
                  <l>I ſaye it is Humilite</l>
                  <l>Through whiche the hygh Trinite</l>
                  <l>As for deſerte of pure loue</l>
                  <l>Vnto Marye from aboue</l>
                  <l>Of that he knewe her humble entent</l>
                  <l>His owne ſonne adowne he ſent</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other, and her he cheſe</l>
                  <l>For that vertu, which that bodeth pes</l>
                  <l>So that I may by reaſon calle</l>
                  <l>Humilite mooſt worthe of all</l>
                  <l>And leſt it coſteth to maynteyne</l>
                  <l>In all the worlde, as it is ſeyne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For who that hath hu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bleſſe on honde</l>
                  <l>He bryngeth no werres in to londe</l>
                  <l>For he deſyreth for the beſt</l>
                  <l>To ſerten euery man in reſte.</l>
                  <l>¶Thus with your hygh reuerence</l>
                  <l>Me thynketh that this euydence</l>
                  <l>As to this poynt, is ſuffiſaunt</l>
                  <l>And touchende of the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche is the thyrde of your aſkynges</l>
                  <l>what leſt is worth of all thynges</l>
                  <l>And coſteth moſt, I telle it Pryde</l>
                  <l>whiche may not in the heuen abyde</l>
                  <l>For Lucifer, with them that felle</l>
                  <l>Bare Pryde with hym in to helle</l>
                  <l>There was pryde of to great coſt</l>
                  <l>whan he for pryde hath heuen loſte</l>
                  <l>And after that in Paradyſe</l>
                  <l>Adam for pryde loſt his pryce</l>
                  <l>In myddell erth. And eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Pryde is the cauſe of all wo</l>
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                  <l>That all the worlde ne may ſuffiſe</l>
                  <l>To ſtanche of pride the repriſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Pryde is the heed of all ſynne</l>
                  <l>whiche waſteth all, and may not wynne</l>
                  <l>Pryde is of euery myſſe the prycke</l>
                  <l>Pryde is the worſte of all wycke</l>
                  <l>And coſteth mooſt, and leſt is worth</l>
                  <l>In place where he hath his forth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus haue I ſayde that I woll ſay</l>
                  <l>Of myn anſwere, and to you pray</l>
                  <l>My lyege lorde of your offyce</l>
                  <l>That ye ſuche grace, and ſuche iuſtice</l>
                  <l>Ordeyne for my father here</l>
                  <l>That after this, when men it here</l>
                  <l>The worlde therof may ſpeake good.</l>
                  <l>¶The kyng, which reaſon vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>And hath all herde howe ſhe hath ſaid</l>
                  <l>was inly gladde, and ſo well payde</l>
                  <l>That all his wrath is ouer go</l>
                  <l>And he beganne to loke tho</l>
                  <l>Vpon this mayden in the face</l>
                  <l>In whiche he fonde ſo mochell grace</l>
                  <l>That all his price on her he leyde</l>
                  <l>In audience and thus he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My fayre mayden well ye be</l>
                  <l>Of thyn anſwere, and eke of the</l>
                  <l>Me lyketh well, and as thou wylte</l>
                  <l>For<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eue be thy father gylte</l>
                  <l>And if thou were of ſuche lygnage</l>
                  <l>That thou to me were of parage</l>
                  <l>And that thy father were a pere</l>
                  <l>As he is nowe a bachylere</l>
                  <l>So ſyker as I haue a lyfe</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhuldeſt than be my wyfe</l>
                  <l>But this I ſaye netheles</l>
                  <l>That I woll ſhape thyn encreaſe</l>
                  <l>what worldes good that thou wolte craue</l>
                  <l>Axe of mi yeft, &amp; thou ſhalt haue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe the kynge with wordes wiſe</l>
                  <l>Knelynge thanketh in this wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My lyege lorde god mote you quite</l>
                  <l>My father here hath but a lyte</l>
                  <l>Of waryſon, and that he wende</l>
                  <l>Had all be loſt, but nowe amende</l>
                  <l>He may well through your noble grace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that the kynge ryght in his place</l>
                  <l>Anon forthe in that freſſhe hete</l>
                  <l>An Erledome, whiche than of eſchete</l>
                  <l>was late falle in to his honde</l>
                  <l>Vnto this knyght, with rent and londe</l>
                  <l>Hath youe, and with his chartre ſeſed</l>
                  <l>And thus was all the noyſe appeſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This maiden, which ſate on her knees</l>
                  <l>Tofore the kynges charitees</l>
                  <l>Co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>men death, and ſayth euermore</l>
                  <l>My lyege lorde ryght nowe tofore</l>
                  <l>ye ſayde, and it is of recorde</l>
                  <l>That if my father were a lorde</l>
                  <l>And pere vnto theſe other great</l>
                  <l>ye wolden for nought elles lette</l>
                  <l>That I ne ſhulde be your wyfe</l>
                  <l>And thus wote euery worthy lyfe</l>
                  <l>A kynges worde mote nede be holde</l>
                  <l>For thy my lorde, if that ye wolde</l>
                  <l>So great a charite fulfylle</l>
                  <l>God wote it were well my wylle</l>
                  <l>For he, whiche was a bachylere</l>
                  <l>My father is nowe made a pere</l>
                  <l>So whenſe as euer that I cam</l>
                  <l>An erles doughter nowe I am.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This yonge kynge, whiche peiſed all</l>
                  <l>Her beaute, and her wytte withall</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche was with loue hente</l>
                  <l>Anone therto yafe his aſſente</l>
                  <l>He myght not the place aſterte</l>
                  <l>That ſhe nys lady of his herte</l>
                  <l>So that he toke her to his wyfe</l>
                  <l>To holde, whyle that he hath lyfe</l>
                  <l>And thus the kyng towarde his knight</l>
                  <l>Accordeth hym, as it is ryght.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this good is to wyte</l>
                  <l>In the cronyke as it is wryte</l>
                  <l>This noble kynge, of whom I tolde</l>
                  <l>Of ſpayne by tho dayes olde</l>
                  <l>The kyngedome had in gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>And as the boke maketh remembrance</l>
                  <l>Alphons was his propre name.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The knyght alſo, if I ſhall name</l>
                  <l>Dom Petro hyght, and as men telle</l>
                  <l>His doughter wyſe Petronelle</l>
                  <l>was cleped, whiche was full of grace</l>
                  <l>And that was ſene in thylke place</l>
                  <l>where ſhe her father out of tene</l>
                  <l>Hath brought, &amp; made her ſelfe a quene</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe hath ſo well diſcloſed</l>
                  <l>The poyntes, wherof ſhe was oppoſed</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="27" facs="tcp:7065:35"/>
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>Lo now my ſonne as thou might here</l>
                  <l>Of all this thinge to my mattere</l>
                  <l>But one I take, and that is pride</l>
                  <l>To whom no grace may betyde</l>
                  <l>In heuen he felle out of his ſtede</l>
                  <l>And Paradyſe hym was forbede</l>
                  <l>The good men in erthe hym hate</l>
                  <l>So that to belle he mote algate</l>
                  <l>where euery vertue ſhall be weyued</l>
                  <l>And euery vice be reſceyued</l>
                  <l>But Humbleſſe is all other wyſe</l>
                  <l>whiche mooſt is worth, and no repriſe</l>
                  <l>It taketh ageyn, but ſofte and fayre</l>
                  <l>If ony thynge ſtant in contraire</l>
                  <l>with humble ſpeche it is redreſſed</l>
                  <l>Thus was this yonge mayde bleſſed</l>
                  <l>The whiche I ſpake of nowe tofore</l>
                  <l>Her fathers lyfe ſhe gatte therfore</l>
                  <l>And wanne withall the kynges loue</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne if thou wolt loue</l>
                  <l>It ſytte the well to leaue pryde</l>
                  <l>And take Humbleſſe on thy ſyde</l>
                  <l>The more of grace thou ſhalt gete</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>¶ My father I woll not foryete</l>
                  <l>Of this that ye haue tolde me here</l>
                  <l>And if that any ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>Of humble porte may loue appaye</l>
                  <l>Here afterwarde I thynke aſlay</l>
                  <l>But nowe forthe ouer I beſeche</l>
                  <l>That ye more of my ſhryfte ſeche</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶My good ſonne it ſhall be do</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken and lay an eare to</l>
                  <l>For as touchende of prydes fare</l>
                  <l>Als ferforth as I can declare</l>
                  <l>In cauſe of vice, in cauſe of loue</l>
                  <l>That haſt thou playnly herde aboue</l>
                  <l>So that there is no more to ſaye</l>
                  <l>Touchende of that, but other wey</l>
                  <l>Touchende enuye I thynke telle</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the propre kynde of helle</l>
                  <l>without cauſe to myſdo</l>
                  <l>Towarde hym ſelfe, and other alſo</l>
                  <l>Here afterwarde as vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte the ſpices, as they ſtonde.</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <trailer>Explicit liber primus.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="2" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>¶Hic in ſecundo libro tractat de inuidia / et eius ſpeciebus / quarum dolor alterius gaudii prima nuncupatur / cuius conditionem / ſecundum vitiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Confeſſor primitus deſcribens amanti, quatenus amore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> concernit, ſuꝑ eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſequenter opponit. </p>
            </argument>
            <head>¶Incipit liber Secundus.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>Inuidiae culpa magis eſt attrita dolore.</l>
               <l>Nam ſua mens nullo tempore laeta manet.</l>
               <l>Quo gaudent alii, dolet ille, nec vnus amicus</l>
               <l>Eſt, cui de puro commoda velle facit.</l>
               <l>Proximitatis honor ſua corda veretur, et omnis</l>
               <l>Eſt ſibi laetitia ſic aliena dolor,</l>
               <l>Hoc etenim uitium quam ſepe repugnat ama<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ti,</l>
               <l>Non ſibi, ſed reliquis, dum fauet ipſa Venus.</l>
               <l>Eſt amor ex propria motu fantaſticus, &amp; quae</l>
               <l>Gaudia fert alijs credit obeſſe ſibi.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">N</seg>Owe after pride the ſeco<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>There is, whiche many a wofull ſtounde</l>
               <l>Towardes other bearethe aboute</l>
               <l>within hym ſelfe, and not without</l>
               <l>For in his thought he brenneth euer</l>
               <l>whan that he wote an other leuer</l>
               <l>Or more vertuos than he</l>
               <l>whiche paſſeth hym in his degre</l>
               <l>Therof he taketh his maladye</l>
               <l>That vyce is cleped hotte enuy</l>
               <l>For thy my ſonne if it be ſo</l>
               <l>Thou arte, or haſt ben one of tho</l>
               <l>As for to ſpeke in loues cas</l>
               <l>If euer yet thyn hert was</l>
               <l>Sicke of an other mannes bele?</l>
               <l>¶So god auaunce my quarele</l>
               <l>My father ye a thouſande ſyth</l>
               <l>whan I haue ſene another blythe</l>
               <l>Of loue, and hadde a goodly chere</l>
               <l>Ethna, whiche brenneth yere by yere</l>
               <l>was than nought ſo hote as I</l>
               <l>Of thylke ſore: for whiche priuely</l>
               <l>Myne hertes thought within brenneth</l>
               <l>The ſhip, which on the wawes renneth</l>
               <l>And is forſtormed and forblowe</l>
               <l>Is nat more payned for a throwe</l>
               <l>Than I am than, whan I ſe</l>
               <l>Another, whiche that paſſeth me</l>
               <l>In that fortune of loues yefte</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>But father this I telle in ſhryfte</l>
               <l>That no where but in a place</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:36"/>
               <l>For who that leſe or fynde grace</l>
               <l>In other ſtede, it may nought greue</l>
               <l>But thus ye may ryght well beleue</l>
               <l>Towarde my lady, that I ſerue</l>
               <l>Though that I weſte for to ſterue</l>
               <l>Myn hert is full of ſuche foly</l>
               <l>That I my ſelfe may not chaſty</l>
               <l>whan I the court ſe of Cupide</l>
               <l>Approche vnto my lady ſyde</l>
               <l>Of hem, that luſty ben and freſſhe</l>
               <l>Though it auayle them not a reſſhe</l>
               <l>But onely that they ben of ſpeche</l>
               <l>My ſorowe is than not to ſeche</l>
               <l>But whan they rownen in her ere</l>
               <l>Than groweth all my moſte fere</l>
               <l>And namely whan they talen longe</l>
               <l>My ſorowe than be ſo ſtronge</l>
               <l>Of that I ſe them well at eaſe</l>
               <l>I can not telle my diſeaſe</l>
               <l>But ſyre as of my lady ſelue</l>
               <l>Though ſhe haue wowers .x. or twelue</l>
               <l>For ne myſtruſte I haue of her</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> greueth nought: for certes ſyr</l>
               <l>I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> in all this worlde to ſeche</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> woman, that in dede and ſpeche</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> cetter auyſe her, what ſhe doth</l>
               <l>Ne better, for to ſaye a ſothe</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> her honour at all tyde</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> yet gette her a thanke beſyde</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>theles I am beknowe</l>
               <l>Thy whan I ſe at any throwe</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> if I may it here</l>
               <l>That ſhe make any man good chere</l>
               <l>Though I therof haue not to done</l>
               <l>My thought woll entermete hym ſone</l>
               <l>For though I be my ſeluen ſtraunge</l>
               <l>Enuye maketh myn hert chaunge</l>
               <l>That I am ſorowfully be ſtade</l>
               <l>Of that I ſe another glade</l>
               <l>with her, but of other all</l>
               <l>Of loue what ſo may befall</l>
               <l>Or that he fayle, or that he ſpede</l>
               <l>Therof take I but lytell hede</l>
               <l>Nowe haue I ſayde my father all</l>
               <l>As of this poynte in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>As ferforthly as I haue wyſte</l>
               <l>Nowe axeth forder what you lyſte</l>
               <l>¶My ſonne er I aſke any more</l>
               <l>I thynke ſomdele for thy lore</l>
               <l>Tell an example of this mattere</l>
               <l>Touchende enuy, as thou ſhalt here</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>wryte in Ciuyle this I fynde</l>
               <l>Though it be not the houndes kynde</l>
               <l>To eate chaffe, yet woll he werne</l>
               <l>An oxe, whiche cometh to the berne</l>
               <l>Therof to taken any fode</l>
               <l>And thus who that it vnderſtode</l>
               <l>It ſtant of loue in many a place</l>
               <l>who that is out of loues grace</l>
               <l>And may hym ſelfe not auayle</l>
               <l>He wolde an other ſhulde fayle</l>
               <l>And if he may put any lette</l>
               <l>He doth al that he may to lette</l>
               <l>wherof I fynde, as thou ſhalt wytte</l>
               <l>To this purpoſe a tale wrytte.</l>
            </lg>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit confeſſor exemplum contra iſto<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſaltem / qui in amoris cauſa altorum gandiis in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tes ne quaquam per hoc fibi ipſis proficiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t. Et narrat qualiter quida<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> inuines miles nomine Acis / que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Galathea Nimpha puſcherrima toto corde peramauit / cum ipſi ſub quada<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> rupe iuxta fitus maris colloquium aduinicem habuerunt / Polyphemus gigas concuſſa rupe magnam inde partem ſuper caput Acis ab alto proiiciens, ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> per inuidiam interfecit. Et cum ipſe ſuper hoc dictam Galatheam rapere voluiſſet, Neptunus gigante obſiſtens / ipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> inuiolata<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſalua cuſtodia preſeruanit. Sed et du miſerti corpus Acis de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fucti in fonte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> aque dulciſſime ſubito tra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſmutaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶There ben of ſuche mo than twelue</l>
                  <l>That be not able as of them ſelue</l>
                  <l>To get loue, and for enuye</l>
                  <l>Vpon all other they aſpye</l>
                  <l>And for them lacketh, that they wolde</l>
                  <l>They kepe that none other ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Touchend of loue his cauſe ſpede</l>
                  <l>wherof a great enſample I rede</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto this matter accordeth</l>
                  <l>As Ouid in his boke recordeth</l>
                  <l>How Polyphemus, whylom wrought</l>
                  <l>when that he Galathe beſought</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche he may not latche</l>
                  <l>That made hym for to wayte &amp; watche</l>
                  <l>By all weyes howe it ferde</l>
                  <l>Tyll at the laſte he knewe and herde</l>
                  <l>Howe that an other had leue</l>
                  <l>To loue there, as he mote leue</l>
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                  <l>As for to ſpeake of any ſpede</l>
                  <l>So that he knewe none other rede</l>
                  <l>But for to wayten vpon all</l>
                  <l>Tyll he may ſe the chaunce fall</l>
                  <l>That he her loue myght greue</l>
                  <l>whiche he hym ſelfe may not acheue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Galathe, ſayth the poete</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other was vnmete</l>
                  <l>Of beaute, that men than knewe</l>
                  <l>And hadde a luſty loue and trewe</l>
                  <l>A bachyler in his degre</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſuche an other as was ſhe</l>
                  <l>On whom ſhe hath her hert ſet</l>
                  <l>So that it myght nought be let</l>
                  <l>For yeft ne for no byheſte</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne was all at his beſt</l>
                  <l>This yonge knyght Acis was hote</l>
                  <l>whiche her ageynwarde alſo hote</l>
                  <l>All only loueth, and no mo</l>
                  <l>Herof was Polyphemus wo</l>
                  <l>Through pure enuye, and euer aſpyde</l>
                  <l>And wayteth vpon euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>when he to geder myght ſe</l>
                  <l>This yonge Acis with Galathe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So longe he wayteth to and fro</l>
                  <l>Tyll at the laſte he founde hem two</l>
                  <l>In pryue place, where they ſtode</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke and haue her wordes good</l>
                  <l>The place, where as he them ſyghe</l>
                  <l>It was vnder a banke, nyghe</l>
                  <l>The greatſe, and he aboue</l>
                  <l>Stode and behelde the luſty loue</l>
                  <l>whiche eche of them tyll other made</l>
                  <l>with goodly chere and wordes glade</l>
                  <l>That all his hert hath ſette a fyre</l>
                  <l>Of pure enuye, and as a vyre</l>
                  <l>whiche flyeth out of a myghty bowe</l>
                  <l>Awey he fledde for a throwe</l>
                  <l>As he that was for loue wode</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſawe howe it ſtode</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Polypheme a geaunt was</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſawe the ſoth cas</l>
                  <l>Howe Galathe hym hath forſake</l>
                  <l>And Acis to her loue take</l>
                  <l>His herte may it not forbere</l>
                  <l>That he ne roreth as a beare</l>
                  <l>And as it were a wylde beaſt</l>
                  <l>In whom no reaſon myght areſte</l>
                  <l>He ranne Ethna the hylle about</l>
                  <l>where neuer yet the fyre was out</l>
                  <l>Fulfylled of ſorow and great diſeaſe</l>
                  <l>That he ſawe Acis well at eaſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll at the laſt he hym bethoughte</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche all enuy ſought</l>
                  <l>And tourneth to the banke ageyne</l>
                  <l>where he with Galathe hath ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That Acis, whom he thought greue</l>
                  <l>Though he hym ſelfe may not releue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This geaunt with his rude myght</l>
                  <l>Part of the bake he ſhofe downe right</l>
                  <l>The whiche euen vpon Acis fylle</l>
                  <l>So that with fallynge of this hylle</l>
                  <l>This Polyphemus Acis ſlough</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe made ſorowe inough</l>
                  <l>And as ſhe fledde from the londe</l>
                  <l>Neptunus toke her by the honde</l>
                  <l>And kepte her in ſo faſte a place</l>
                  <l>Fro Polypheme and his manace</l>
                  <l>That he with his falſe enuye</l>
                  <l>He myght atteyne her company</l>
                  <l>This Galathe, of whom I ſpeke</l>
                  <l>That of her ſelfe maye not be wreke</l>
                  <l>without any ſemblaunt feyned</l>
                  <l>She hath her loues death compleyned</l>
                  <l>And with her ſorowe, and with her wo</l>
                  <l>She hath the goddes moued ſo</l>
                  <l>That they of pitie and of grace</l>
                  <l>Haue Acis in the ſame place</l>
                  <l>There he lay deade, into a welle</l>
                  <l>Transformed, as the bokes tell</l>
                  <l>with freſſhe ſtremes, and with clere</l>
                  <l>As he whylom with luſty chere</l>
                  <l>was freſſhe, his loue for to queme</l>
                  <l>And with this rude Polypheme</l>
                  <l>For his enuye and for his hate</l>
                  <l>They were wroth, and thus algate</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne thou myght vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That if thou wolte in grace ſtonde</l>
                  <l>with loue, thou muſt leue enuye</l>
                  <l>And as thou wylte for thy partye</l>
                  <l>Towarde thy loue ſtonde fre</l>
                  <l>So muſt thou ſuffer a nother be</l>
                  <l>what ſo byfalle vpon thy chaunce</l>
                  <l>For it is a vnwyſe vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche to none other man is lefe</l>
                  <l>And is vnto hym ſelfe grefe.</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:37"/>
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>My fader this enſample is good</l>
                  <l>But howe ſo euer that it ſtode</l>
                  <l>with Polyphemus loue as tho</l>
                  <l>It ſhall not ſtonde with me ſo</l>
                  <l>To worchen any felonye</l>
                  <l>In loue, for no ſuche enuye</l>
                  <l>For thy if there ought elles be</l>
                  <l>Nowe axeth forth, in what degre</l>
                  <l>It is, and I me ſhall confeſſe</l>
                  <l>with ſhryfte vnto youre holyneſſe.</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>Vita ſibi ſolito mentalia gaudia liuor</l>
                     <l>Dum videt alterius damna doloris agit.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap>dus obridet hodie fletus aliorum,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                           <desc>••••</desc>
                        </gap>s cui proprios craftina fata parent.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> amore pari ſtat ſorte iocoſus amantes,</l>
                     <l>Cum vidit illuſos inuidus ille quaſi.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> in uacuum ſperet tamen ipſe leuamen,</l>
                     <l>A <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap>ius caſu lapſus et ipſe ſimul.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ſegnitur confeſſor de ſecunda ſpecie inui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>udium afterius doloris dicitur / Et <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>dem vicu materiam tractans amantis <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>am ſuper eodem vſterius inueftigat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>My good ſonne yet there is</l>
                  <l>A vice r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uers vnto this</l>
                  <l>whiche enuious taketh his gladnes</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſeeth the heuyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of other men. For his welfare</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> whan he wote another care</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that an other hath a falle</l>
                  <l>He thynketh hym ſelfe aryſt with all</l>
                  <l>Suche is the gladſhyppe of enuye</l>
                  <l>In worldes thyng, and in partye</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tymes eke alſo</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe it ſtan<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ryght ſo</l>
                  <l>If thou my ſonne haſte ioye hadde</l>
                  <l>whan thou an other ſawe vngladde</l>
                  <l>Shryue the therof. My fader yis</l>
                  <l>I am byknowen vnto you this</l>
                  <l>Of theſe louers that louen ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>And for that poynt, which they coueyte</l>
                  <l>Be<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> purſuauntes from yere to yere</l>
                  <l>In loues court, when I may here</l>
                  <l>How that they clymbe vpon the whele</l>
                  <l>And whan they wene all ſhall be wele</l>
                  <l>They ben downe throwe at laſte</l>
                  <l>Than am I fed of that faſte</l>
                  <l>And laugh, of that I ſe them loure</l>
                  <l>And thus of that they brewe ſoure</l>
                  <l>I drynke ſwete, and am well eaſed</l>
                  <l>Of that I wote they ben diſeaſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But this whiche I you telle here</l>
                  <l>Is onely for my lady dere</l>
                  <l>That for none other, that I knowe</l>
                  <l>Me recheth not who ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>Ne who that ſtonde in loue vpryght</l>
                  <l>But be he ſquyer, be he knyght</l>
                  <l>whiche to my lady warde purſueth</l>
                  <l>The more he leſeth of that he ſeweth</l>
                  <l>The more me thynketh that I wynne</l>
                  <l>And am the more gladde within</l>
                  <l>Of that I wote hym ſorowe endure</l>
                  <l>For euer vpon ſuche auenture</l>
                  <l>It is a comforte as men ſeyne</l>
                  <l>To hym, the whiche is wo beſeyne</l>
                  <l>To ſene an other in his peyne</l>
                  <l>So that they bothe may complayne</l>
                  <l>where I my ſelfe may not auayle</l>
                  <l>To ſene an other mannes trauayle</l>
                  <l>I am ryght gladde if he be lette</l>
                  <l>And though I fare not the bet</l>
                  <l>His ſorowe is to myn herte a game</l>
                  <l>whan that I knowe it is the ſame</l>
                  <l>whiche to my lady ſtant inclyned</l>
                  <l>And hath his loue not termyned</l>
                  <l>I am ryght ioyfull in my thought</l>
                  <l>If ſuche enuye greueth ought</l>
                  <l>As I beknowe me culpable</l>
                  <l>ye that be wyſe and reſonable</l>
                  <l>My fader telleth your aduyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>My ſonne enuye in to no pryſe</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a forme I vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Ne myght by no reaſon ſtonde</l>
                  <l>For this enuye hath ſuche a kynde</l>
                  <l>That he woll ſet hym ſelfe behynde</l>
                  <l>To hynder with a nother wyght</l>
                  <l>And gladly leſe his owne ryght</l>
                  <l>To make another leſe his</l>
                  <l>And for to knowe howe it ſo is</l>
                  <l>A tale lyche to his mater</l>
                  <l>I thynke telle, if thou wylte here</l>
                  <l>To ſhewe properly the vyce</l>
                  <l>Of this enuye, and the malyce</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra illum / 
<pb n="29" facs="tcp:7065:37"/> qui ſponte ſui ipſius detrimentum in alterius pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nam maiorem patitur / Et narrat / quod cum Iupiter angelum ſuum in forma hominis / vt ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minum condiciones exploraret ab excelſo in terram miſit / contigit / ꝙ ipſe angelus duos homines / quorum vnus cupidus et alter inuidus erat, itinet ando ſpacio quaſi vnius diei co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>batur. Et cum ſero factum eſſet Angelus eorum noticie ſe ipſum tunc manifeſtans dixit / ꝙ quid quid alter eoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ab ipſo donari ſibi peci erit, illud ſtatim obtinebit / ꝙ et ſocio ſuo ſecum comitanti affirmat duplicandum. Super quo cupidus im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peditus auaricia, ſperans ſibi diuicias carpete duplicatas primo petere recuſauit. Quod cum inuidus animi aduerteret naturam ſui vicii con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cernens ita vt ſocius ſuus vtro<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſumine priuare tur, ſe ipſum monoculum fieri conſtantur primus ab Angelo poſtulabat. Et ſic vnius inuidia alte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rius auariciam maculanit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Iubiter thus I fynde ywrite</l>
                  <l>How whylom that he wolde wyte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the pleyntes, whiche he harde</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men, howe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>As of her wronge condycion</l>
                  <l>To do iuſtifycacyon</l>
                  <l>And for that cauſe downe he ſent</l>
                  <l>An Aungell, whiche aboute went</l>
                  <l>That he the ſoth knowe may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So it befelle vpon a day</l>
                  <l>This angell, which hym ſhuld enforme</l>
                  <l>was clothed in a mans forme</l>
                  <l>And ouertoke, I vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Two men, that wenten ouer londe</l>
                  <l>Through whiche he thought to aſpye</l>
                  <l>His cauſe, and goth in companye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Aungell with his wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>Oppoſeth hem in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Nowe lowde wordes and nowe ſofte</l>
                  <l>That made hem to deſputen ofte</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem his reaſon hadde</l>
                  <l>And thus with tales be hem ladde</l>
                  <l>with good examynacyon</l>
                  <l>Tyll he knewe the condicion</l>
                  <l>what men they were bothe two</l>
                  <l>And ſawe wel at laſt tho</l>
                  <l>That one of hem was coueytous</l>
                  <l>And his felawe was enuyous</l>
                  <l>And thus, whan he hath knowlechyng</l>
                  <l>Anone he feyned departynge</l>
                  <l>And ſayde he mote algate wende</l>
                  <l>But herken nowe what fell at ende</l>
                  <l>For than he made hem vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That he was there of goddes ſonde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd them for the kyndſhip</l>
                  <l>That they haue done him felauſhip</l>
                  <l>He wolde do ſome grace agayn</l>
                  <l>And bad that one of hem ſhuld ſayne</l>
                  <l>what thynge is hym leueſt to craue</l>
                  <l>And he it ſhall of yefte haue</l>
                  <l>And ouer that eke forth with all</l>
                  <l>He ſayth that other haue ſhall</l>
                  <l>The double of that his felawe axeth</l>
                  <l>And thus to them his grace he taxeth</l>
                  <l>The coueytous was wonder gladde</l>
                  <l>And to that other man he badde</l>
                  <l>And ſeyth, that he fyrſte axe ſhulde</l>
                  <l>For he ſuppoſeth, that he wolde</l>
                  <l>Make his axinge of worldes good</l>
                  <l>For than he knewe well, howe it ſtood</l>
                  <l>If that hym ſelfe by double weyght</l>
                  <l>Shall after take, and thus by ſleyght</l>
                  <l>By cauſe that he wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>He badde his felawe fyrſte begynne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This enuyous, though it be late</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſawe be mote algate</l>
                  <l>Make his axinge fyrſte, he thought</l>
                  <l>If he worſhip or profyte ſoughte</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be double to his fere</l>
                  <l>That wold he cheſe in no manere</l>
                  <l>But than he ſheweth what he was</l>
                  <l>Towarde enuye, and in this cas</l>
                  <l>Vnto this angel thus he ſayde</l>
                  <l>And for his yefte this be preyde</l>
                  <l>To make hym blynde on his owne eye</l>
                  <l>So that his felawe no thynge ſye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This worde was not ſo ſo ne ſpoke</l>
                  <l>That his one eye anone was loke</l>
                  <l>And his felawe forth with alſo</l>
                  <l>was blynde on both his eyen two</l>
                  <l>Tho was that other gladde inough</l>
                  <l>That one wept, and that other lough</l>
                  <l>He ſet his one eye at no coſt</l>
                  <l>wherof that other two hath loſt</l>
                  <l>Of thylke enſample, whiche fell tho</l>
                  <l>Men telle nowe full ofte ſo</l>
                  <l>The worlde empeyreth comonly</l>
                  <l>And yet wote none the cauſe why</l>
                  <l>For it accordeth nought to kynde</l>
                  <l>Myn owne harme to ſeche and fynde</l>
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                  <l>Of that I ſhall my brother greue</l>
                  <l>I myght neuer wel acheue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what ſeyſt thou ſonne of this foly?</l>
                  <l>My fader, but I ſhulde lye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt, which ye haue ſayde</l>
                  <l>yet was myn hert neuer layde</l>
                  <l>But in this wyſe, as I you tolde</l>
                  <l>But euermore if that ye wolde</l>
                  <l>Ought elles to my ſhryft ſaye</l>
                  <l>Touch and enuye, I wolde praye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne that ſhall well be do</l>
                  <l>Nowe harken and lay thyn care to.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>e pars eſt detractio peſſima, peſtem</l>
                  <l>Qu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> magis infamem flatibus oris agit.</l>
                  <l>L<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>gua venenato ſermone repercurit auris,</l>
                  <l>Sic v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>in alterius ſcandala fama volat.</l>
                  <l>Mortibus a tergo, quos inficit ipſa fideles,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ignori ſepe ſalute carent.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> generoſus amor linguam co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeruat, vt cius</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>um, quod loquitur nulla ſiniſtra gerat.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>tat Confeſſor de tercia ſpecie inuidie, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tio dicitur, cuius morſus vipereos leſa <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ma deplangit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ouchend as of enuyous brood</l>
                  <l>I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>te not one of all good</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ut netheles ſuche as they be</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> there is one, and that is he</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>che cleped is Detractyon</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> to confirme his actyon</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> hath withholde Malcbouche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> tonge nother pill ne crouche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>re, ſo that he pronounce</l>
                  <l>A pley<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e good worde without frounce</l>
                  <l>where behynde a mans backe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> though he preiſe, he fint ſome lacke</l>
                  <l>whiche of his tale is ay the laſte</l>
                  <l>That all the price ſhall ouercaſte</l>
                  <l>And though there be no cauſe why</l>
                  <l>yet w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ll be iangle, not for thy</l>
                  <l>As he whiche hath the herauldye</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that vſen for to lye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For as the nettle, whiche vp renneth</l>
                  <l>The freſſhe rede roſe brenneth</l>
                  <l>And maketh him fade, and pale of hewe</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo this fals enuyous hewe</l>
                  <l>In euery place, where he dwelleth</l>
                  <l>with fals wordes, whiche he telleth</l>
                  <l>He torneth preyſynge in to blame</l>
                  <l>And worſhip in to worldes ſhame</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche leſynge, as he compaſſeth</l>
                  <l>Is non ſo good, that he ne paſſeth</l>
                  <l>Betwene his tethe: and is backbyted</l>
                  <l>And through his fals tonge endyted</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lyke to the Sharnebudes kynde</l>
                  <l>Of whoſe nature this I fynde</l>
                  <l>That in the hoteſt of the day</l>
                  <l>whan comen is the mery may</l>
                  <l>He ſpret his wynge, and vp he fleeth</l>
                  <l>And vnder all aboute he ſeeth</l>
                  <l>The fayre luſty floures ſprynge</l>
                  <l>But therof hath he no lykynge</l>
                  <l>where he ſeethe of any beſte</l>
                  <l>The fylthe, there he maketh his feſte</l>
                  <l>And there vpon he woll alyghte</l>
                  <l>There lyketh hym none other ſyghte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ryght ſo this iangler enuyous</l>
                  <l>Though he a man ſe vertuous</l>
                  <l>And full of good condycion</l>
                  <l>Therof maketh he no mencyon</l>
                  <l>But elles be it not ſo lyte</l>
                  <l>wherof that he may ſette a wyte</l>
                  <l>There renneth he with open mouth</l>
                  <l>Behynde a man, and maketh it couth</l>
                  <l>But all the vertue, whiche he can</l>
                  <l>That woll he byde of euery man</l>
                  <l>And openly the vyce telle</l>
                  <l>As he, which of the ſchole of helle</l>
                  <l>Is taught, and foſtred vp with enuye</l>
                  <l>Of houſholde, and of companye</l>
                  <l>where that he hath his propre offyce</l>
                  <l>To ſette on euery man a vice</l>
                  <l>Howe ſo his mouth be comely</l>
                  <l>His worde ſytte euermore a wry</l>
                  <l>And ſayth the worſte that he may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in this wyſe nowe a daye</l>
                  <l>In loues court a man may here</l>
                  <l>Full ofte pleyne of this mater</l>
                  <l>That many enuyous tale is ſtered</l>
                  <l>where that it may not be anſwered</l>
                  <l>But yet full ofte it is beleued</l>
                  <l>And many a worthy loue is greued</l>
                  <l>Through backbytynge of falſe enuy</l>
                  <l>¶ If thou haue made ſuche ianglary</l>
                  <l>In loues court my ſonne er this</l>
                  <l>Shryue the therof. My father yis</l>
                  <l>But wyte ye howe: not openly</l>
                  <l>But otherwhyle priuely</l>
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                  <l>whan I my dere lady mete</l>
                  <l>And thynke howe that I am not mete</l>
                  <l>Vnto her hyghe worthyneſſe</l>
                  <l>And eke I ſe the beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of all this yonge luſty route</l>
                  <l>whiche all day preeſen her aboute</l>
                  <l>And eche of them his tyme a wayteth</l>
                  <l>And eche of them his tale affayteth</l>
                  <l>All to deceyue an innocent</l>
                  <l>whiche woll not be of her aſſent</l>
                  <l>And for men ſayne vnknowe vnkiſte</l>
                  <l>Her thome ſhe holt in her fyfte</l>
                  <l>So cloſe within her owne honde</l>
                  <l>That there wynneth no man londe</l>
                  <l>She loueth not all that ſhe hereth</l>
                  <l>And thus ful ofte her ſelfe ſhe ſkiereth</l>
                  <l>And is all ware of <hi>HAD I VVIST</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>But for all that myn hert a ryſte</l>
                  <l>whan I theſe comon louers ſee</l>
                  <l>That wolde not holde hem to thre</l>
                  <l>But well ny louen ouer al</l>
                  <l>Myn hert is enuyous with all</l>
                  <l>And euer I am adradde of gyle</l>
                  <l>In aunter if with any wyle</l>
                  <l>They myght her innocence enchaunte</l>
                  <l>For thy my wordes ofte I haunte</l>
                  <l>Be hynden hem ſo as I dare</l>
                  <l>wherof my lady may beware</l>
                  <l>I ſay what euer cometh to mouth</l>
                  <l>And wers I wolde, if that I couth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>or whan I come vnto her ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And that I may enquere and ſeche</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche deceyte, I telle it all</l>
                  <l>And ay the worſt in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>So fayne I wolde that ſhe wyſt</l>
                  <l>Howe lytell they ben for to tryſt</l>
                  <l>And what they wold, &amp; what they me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t</l>
                  <l>So as they be of double entent</l>
                  <l>Thus toward hem, that wycke mene</l>
                  <l>My wycked worde was euer grene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles the ſoth to telle</l>
                  <l>In certayne if it ſo befelle</l>
                  <l>That alder treweſt man ybore</l>
                  <l>To choſe amonge a thoſand ſcore</l>
                  <l>whiche were all fully for to tryſt</l>
                  <l>My lady loued, and I it wyſt</l>
                  <l>yet rather than he ſhulde ſpede</l>
                  <l>I wolde ſuche tales ſprede</l>
                  <l>To my lady, if that I myght</l>
                  <l>That I ſhuld all his loue vnryght</l>
                  <l>And therto wolde I do my payne</l>
                  <l>For certes though I ſhulde feyne</l>
                  <l>And telle, that was neuer thought</l>
                  <l>For all this worlde I myght nought</l>
                  <l>To ſuffre an other fully wynne</l>
                  <l>There as I am yet to begynne</l>
                  <l>For be they good, or be they badde</l>
                  <l>I wolde none my lady badde</l>
                  <l>And that me maketh full ofte aſpye</l>
                  <l>And vſen wordes of enuye</l>
                  <l>And for to make them bere a blame</l>
                  <l>And that is but of thylke ſame</l>
                  <l>The whiche vnto my lady drawe</l>
                  <l>For euer on them I rounge and gnawe</l>
                  <l>And hynder hem all that euer I maye</l>
                  <l>And that is ſothly for to ſaye</l>
                  <l>But onely to my lady ſelue</l>
                  <l>I telle it nought to .x. ne twelue</l>
                  <l>Therof I woll me well auyſe</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke or iangle in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>That toucheth to my lady name</l>
                  <l>The whiche in erneſt and in game</l>
                  <l>I wolde ſauen to my deth</l>
                  <l>For me hadde leuer to lacke breth</l>
                  <l>Than ſpeke of her name amys</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe haue ye herd touchend of this</l>
                  <l>My father in Confeſſion</l>
                  <l>And therfore of detraction</l>
                  <l>In loue, that I haue my ſpoke</l>
                  <l>Telle howe ye wyll it ſhall be wroke</l>
                  <l>I am all redy for to bere</l>
                  <l>My peyne, and alſo to forbere</l>
                  <l>what thynge that ye woll allowe</l>
                  <l>For who is bounden, he muſt bowe</l>
                  <l>So woll I bowe vnto your beſt</l>
                  <l>For I dare make this byheſt</l>
                  <l>That I to you haue nothynge hyd</l>
                  <l>But tolde ryght as it is betyde</l>
                  <l>And otherwyſe of no myſpeche</l>
                  <l>My conſcyence for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>I can not of enuy fynde</l>
                  <l>That I my ſpoke haue, ought behynde</l>
                  <l>wherof loue ought be myſpayde</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue ye herde, and I haue ſaide</l>
                  <l>what woll ye fader, that I do?</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne do no more ſo</l>
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                  <l>But euer kepe thy tonge ſtyll</l>
                  <l>Thou myght the more haue thy wyll</l>
                  <l>For as thou ſeyſt thy ſeluen here</l>
                  <l>My lady is of ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>So wyſe, ſo ware in all thynge</l>
                  <l>It nedeth of no bakbitynge</l>
                  <l>That thou thy lady mys enforme</l>
                  <l>For whan ſhe knoweth all the forme</l>
                  <l>Howe that thy ſelfe art enuyous</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt not be ſo gracyous</l>
                  <l>As thou parauenture ſhuldeſt be elles</l>
                  <l>There wol no man drinke of tho welles</l>
                  <l>whiche (as he wote) is poyſon ynne</l>
                  <l>And ofte ſuche as men begynne</l>
                  <l>Towardes other, ſuche they fynde</l>
                  <l>That ſet hem ofte fer behynde</l>
                  <l>when that they wenen be byfore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> good ſonne and thou therfore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>, and leue thy wycke ſpeche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> hath fallen ofte wreche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> many a man before this tyme</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſo wyll his handes lyme</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> muſte be the more vnclene</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> a mote ſhall be ſene</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> well not clene elles there</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that ſhulde euery wyſe man fere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> who ſo wyll another blame</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>keth ofte his owne ſhame</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lles myght be ryght ſtyll</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> if that it be thy wyll</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> vpon amendement</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of greate entendement</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> telle for thy ſake</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thou myght enſample take</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> conf<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſſor c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ntra iftos in amoris <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſuus obloqui<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s aliena fo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> et narrat <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>xemplum de Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Rome Imperatoris Filia omnui <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> fam<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>iſſima / ob<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>us amorem Solda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>, vt eam in vxorem ducere poſſet, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> promiſit / enius accepta cauci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> tunc pape dicta fifta vna cum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> dinalibus, alus <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> Rome proceribus <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> mari<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>agu cauſa nauigio honorifice <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> que lamen <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>loquentium poſtea <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>us varus modis abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſui culpa doſo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> fata multiplic<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ter paſſa eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>A worthy knyght in Chriſtes lawe</l>
                  <l>Of great Rome, (as is the ſawe)</l>
                  <l>The ceptre hadde for to ryght</l>
                  <l>Tybery Conſtantyn he hyght</l>
                  <l>whos wyfe was cleped Italye.</l>
                  <l>But they to geder of progenye</l>
                  <l>No childre hadde but a mayde.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe the god ſo wel apayde,</l>
                  <l>That al the wyde worldes fame</l>
                  <l>Spake worſhip of her good name.</l>
                  <l>Conſtance, as the Cronyke ſayth</l>
                  <l>She hyght: and was ſo full of fayth,</l>
                  <l>That the greateſt of Barbarye</l>
                  <l>Of hem, whiche vſe marchandye</l>
                  <l>She hath conuerted, as they come</l>
                  <l>To her vpon a tyme in Rome</l>
                  <l>To ſhewen ſuch thing, as they brought.</l>
                  <l>whiche worthely of hem ſhe bought.</l>
                  <l>And ouer that in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>She hath hem with her wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of Chriſtes feyth ſo full enformed.</l>
                  <l>That they therto ben all conformed</l>
                  <l>So that baptyſme they receyuen</l>
                  <l>And all her fals goddes weyuen.</l>
                  <l>¶whan they ben of the feyth certayne</l>
                  <l>They gone to Barbarye ayene</l>
                  <l>And there the Soudan for hem ſent</l>
                  <l>And axeth hem to what entent</l>
                  <l>They haue her fyrſte feyth forſake.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they, whiche hadde vndertake</l>
                  <l>The ryght feyth to kepe and holde</l>
                  <l>The matter of her tale tolde</l>
                  <l>with all the hole circumſtaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And when the Soudan of Conſtaunce</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt that they anſwerde</l>
                  <l>The beaute and the grace herde</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche than was to wedde</l>
                  <l>In all haſt his cauſe ſpedde</l>
                  <l>To ſende for the mariage</l>
                  <l>And ferthermore with good courage</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, be ſo he may her haue</l>
                  <l>That Chriſte, that came this worlde to ſaue</l>
                  <l>He woll byleue, &amp; thus recorded</l>
                  <l>They ben on either ſyde accorded</l>
                  <l>And there vpon to make an ende</l>
                  <l>The Sowdan his hoſtage ſende</l>
                  <l>To Rome, of prynces ſonnes twelue</l>
                  <l>wherof the fader in hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>was gladde, and with the Pope auyſed</l>
                  <l>Two Cardinalles he hath aſſiſed</l>
                  <pb n="31" facs="tcp:7065:39"/>
                  <l>with other lordes many mo</l>
                  <l>That with his doughter they ſhuld go</l>
                  <l>To ſe the ſoudan be conuerted</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter adueniente Conſtantia in Barbaria<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> mater ſoldani huiuſmodi nuptias perturbare volens, filium ſuum vna cum dicta Conſtantia / cardinalibus <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> et alus Romanie prima die ad conuinium inuitauit, Et conueſcentibus illis in menſa, ipſum ſoldanum, omnes <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ibidem preter Conſtantiam Romanos ab inſidus latitantibus ſubdole detractione interfeci procurauit, ipſam<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> Conſtantiam in quada<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> nani abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> gubernaculo poſitam per altum mare ventoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> flatibus agi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tandam in exiſium dirigi ſolum conſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>But that which neuer was wel herted</l>
                  <l>Enuye tho beganne to trauayle</l>
                  <l>In diſturbaunce of this ſpouſayle</l>
                  <l>So priuely that none was ware</l>
                  <l>The mother, whiche the ſouldan bare</l>
                  <l>was than alyue, and thought this</l>
                  <l>Vnto her ſelfe: If it ſo is</l>
                  <l>My ſonne hym wedde in this manere</l>
                  <l>Than haue I loſt my ioyes here</l>
                  <l>For myn eſtate ſhall ſo be laſſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thynkend thus ſhe hath compaſſed</l>
                  <l>By ſleyght howe that ſhe maye begyle</l>
                  <l>Her ſonne, and fylle within a whyle</l>
                  <l>Betwene hem two wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that they were</l>
                  <l>She feyned wordes in his eare</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe gan to ſaye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne, I am by double way</l>
                  <l>with all myn herte gladde and blythe</l>
                  <l>For that my ſelfe haue ofte ſythe</l>
                  <l>Deſyred thou wolte (as men ſayth)</l>
                  <l>Receyue and take a newe feyth</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhall be forthrynge of thy lyfe</l>
                  <l>And eke ſo worſhypfull a wyfe</l>
                  <l>The doughter of an emperour</l>
                  <l>To wedde it ſhall be great honour</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>That I ſuche grace myght areche</l>
                  <l>whan that my doughter come ſhall</l>
                  <l>That I may than in eſpecyall</l>
                  <l>So as me thynketh honeſte</l>
                  <l>Be thylke, whiche the fyrſte feſte</l>
                  <l>Shall make vnto her welcommynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Souldan graunteth her aſkynge</l>
                  <l>And ſhe therof was gladde inough</l>
                  <l>For vnder that anone ſhe drough</l>
                  <l>with falſe wordes that ſhe ſpake</l>
                  <l>Couyn of deathe behynde his backe</l>
                  <l>And thervpon her ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>She made ſo, that whan Conſtance</l>
                  <l>was comen forth with the Romaynes</l>
                  <l>Of clerkes and of citezeins</l>
                  <l>A ryche feaſte ſhe hem made</l>
                  <l>And moſte whan they weren glade</l>
                  <l>with falſe couyn, whiche ſhe hadde</l>
                  <l>Her cloſe enuye tho ſhe ſprad</l>
                  <l>And all tho, that hadden be</l>
                  <l>Or in apperte or in priue</l>
                  <l>Of counſeyle to the mariage</l>
                  <l>She ſlough them in a ſodeyne rage</l>
                  <l>Endelonge the borde as they ben ſet</l>
                  <l>So that it myght not be lette</l>
                  <l>Her owne ſonne was not quyte</l>
                  <l>But dyed vpon the ſame plyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But what the hygh god woll ſpare</l>
                  <l>It may not for the peryll mysfare</l>
                  <l>This worthy mayden, which was ther</l>
                  <l>Stode than, as who ſayth, deed for fere</l>
                  <l>To ſe the feaſt, how that it ſtode</l>
                  <l>whiche all was tourned in to bloud</l>
                  <l>The dyſſ he forth with the cuppe &amp; all</l>
                  <l>Be bled they weren ouer all</l>
                  <l>She ſawe hem dye on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>No wonder though ſhe wepte &amp; cryde</l>
                  <l>Makynge many a wofull mone</l>
                  <l>whan all was ſlayn but ſhe al onne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This olde fende, this Sarazyn</l>
                  <l>Let take anone this conſtantyn</l>
                  <l>with all the good ſhe theder brought</l>
                  <l>And hath ordayned as ſhe thought</l>
                  <l>A naked ſhip witout ſtere</l>
                  <l>In whiche the good, and her in fere</l>
                  <l>Vytaled full for yeres fyue</l>
                  <l>where that the wynde it wolde dayue</l>
                  <l>She put vpon the wawes wylde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter nauis cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Conſtancia in partes An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>glie, que tu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>c pagana fuit prope Humber ſub quo dam Caſtello regis, qui tunc Allee vocabatur poſt triennium applicuit, quam quidam miles no mine Elda dicti caſtelli tunc cuſtos et naui lete ſuſcipiens, vxori ſue Hermyngylde in enſtodiam honorifice commendauit.</head>
               <lg>
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                  <l>But he, which all thinges may ſhilde</l>
                  <l>Thre yere, tyl that ſhe cometh to londe</l>
                  <l>Her ſhyppe to ſtere hath take on honde</l>
                  <l>And in Northumberlonde arryueth</l>
                  <l>And happeth than, that ſhe dryueth</l>
                  <l>Vnder a caſtell with the floode</l>
                  <l>whiche vpon Humber banke ſtode</l>
                  <l>And was the kynges owne alſo</l>
                  <l>The whiche Allee was cleped tho</l>
                  <l>A Saxon, and a worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>But he beleueth not aryght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of this caſtell was caſtelleyne</l>
                  <l>Elda the kynges chamberlayne</l>
                  <l>A knyghtly man after his lawe</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſawe vpon the wawe</l>
                  <l>The ſhip driuend alone ſo</l>
                  <l>He hadde anone men ſhulden go</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ſe, what it be token may</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>his was vpon a ſommer daye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he ſhyppe was loked and ſhe founde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>E<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>da within a lyttell ſtounde</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> wyſt and with his wyfe anone</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>warde this yonge lady gone</l>
                  <l>where that they fonde great ryches</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> ſhe her wolde not confeſſe</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>n they her aſken, what ſhe was</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> netheles vpon the cas</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of the ſhyp with great worſhyp</l>
                  <l>They toke her in to felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>As they that weren of her glade</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> ſhe no maner ioye made</l>
                  <l>But ſoroweth ſore, of that ſhe fonde</l>
                  <l>No chriſtendome in thylke londe</l>
                  <l>But els ſhe hath all her wylle</l>
                  <l>And thus with them ſhe dwelleth ſtyll</l>
                  <l>Dame Hermegyld, which was the wife</l>
                  <l>Of Elda, lyche her owne lyfe</l>
                  <l>Conſtance loueth, and it felle ſo</l>
                  <l>Spekende all day betwene hem two</l>
                  <l>Through grace of goddes purueyance</l>
                  <l>This mayden taught the creaunce</l>
                  <l>Vnto this wyfe ſo perfectly</l>
                  <l>Vpon a day that faſte by</l>
                  <l>In preſence of her huſbande</l>
                  <l>where they go walkende on the ſtronde</l>
                  <l>A blynde man, whiche came ther ladde</l>
                  <l>Vnto this wyfe cryende he badde</l>
                  <l>with bothe his hondes vp, and prayde</l>
                  <l>To her, and in this wyſe he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Hermegylde, whiche Chriſtes feith</l>
                  <l>Enformed, as Conſtance ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Receyued haſt: yeue me my ſight</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon this worde her herte aflyght</l>
                  <l>Thynkende what was beſte to done</l>
                  <l>But netheles ſhe ſhe herde his bone</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, in truſt of Chriſtes lawe</l>
                  <l>which done was on the croſſe and ſlawe</l>
                  <l>Thou blynde man beholde and ſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that to god vpon his kne</l>
                  <l>Thankende he toke his ſyght anone</l>
                  <l>wherof they marueyle euery chone</l>
                  <l>But Elda wondreth moſt of all</l>
                  <l>This open thynge whiche is befalle</l>
                  <l>Concludeth hym by ſuche awey</l>
                  <l>That he the feyth moſte nedes obey.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter quidam inuenis miles in amorem Conſtantie exardeſeens, pro eo ꝙ ipſa ſibi con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentire nolint, eam de morte Hermegylde, quam ipſe noctanter interfecit, verbis detractorne ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cufaint / ſed angelus domini ipſu ſic detrahentem in mayilla ſubito percutiens / non ſolum pro mendaci comprobauit, ſed <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>etu mortali poſt ip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſine confeſſionem penitus interfecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe lyſt what fell vpon this thinge</l>
                  <l>This Elda forthe vnto the kynge</l>
                  <l>A morowe toke his wey and rode</l>
                  <l>And Hermegylde at home abode</l>
                  <l>Forth with Conſtance well at eaſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Elda, which thought his kyng to pleſe</l>
                  <l>As he, that than vnwedded was</l>
                  <l>Of Conſtance all the pleyne cas</l>
                  <l>As goodly as he couth, tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng was glad, and ſayd he wold</l>
                  <l>Come thyther in ſuche a wiſe</l>
                  <l>That he hym myght of her auyſe</l>
                  <l>The tyme appoynted forth withall</l>
                  <l>This Elda truſte in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Vpon a knyght whom from childhode</l>
                  <l>He had vp drawe in to manhode</l>
                  <l>To hym he tolde all that he thought</l>
                  <l>wherof that after hym forthought</l>
                  <l>And netheles at thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>Vnto his wyfe he had hym ryde</l>
                  <l>To make redy all thynge</l>
                  <l>Ageynſt the comynge of the kynge</l>
                  <l>And ſayth that he hym ſelfe tofore</l>
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                  <l>Thinketh for to come, and bod therfore</l>
                  <l>That he hym kepe, and tolde hym wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This knyght rode forth his wey than</l>
                  <l>And ſoth was, that of tyme paſſed</l>
                  <l>He had in all his witte compaſſed</l>
                  <l>Howe be Conſtance myght wynne</l>
                  <l>But he ſawe tho no ſpede therin</l>
                  <l>wherof his luſt beganne to bate</l>
                  <l>And that was loue, is than hate</l>
                  <l>Of her honour he had enuye</l>
                  <l>So that vpon his trecherye</l>
                  <l>A leſynge in his herte he caſt</l>
                  <l>Tyl he come home, he hygheth faſt</l>
                  <l>And doth his lady to vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>The meſſage of her husbonde</l>
                  <l>And thervpon the longe daye</l>
                  <l>They ſetten thynges in arraye</l>
                  <l>That all was as it ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>Of euery thynge in his degre</l>
                  <l>And whan it came into the nyght</l>
                  <l>This wyſe her hath to bedde dyght</l>
                  <l>where that this mayden with her lay</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This falſe knyght vpon delaye</l>
                  <l>Hath taryed tyll they were aſlepe</l>
                  <l>As he that woll tyme kepe</l>
                  <l>His deadly werkes to fulfylle</l>
                  <l>And to the bedde he ſtalketh ſtylle</l>
                  <l>where that he wyſt was the wyfe</l>
                  <l>And in his honde a raſour knyfe</l>
                  <l>He bare, with whiche her throte he cut</l>
                  <l>And priuely the knyfe he put</l>
                  <l>Vnder that diere beddes lyde</l>
                  <l>where that Conſtance lay beſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Elda come home the ſame nyght</l>
                  <l>And ſtylle with a preuy lyght</l>
                  <l>As he that wolde not awake</l>
                  <l>His wyfe, he hath his weye take</l>
                  <l>In to the chambre: and there lyggende</l>
                  <l>He fonde his deade wyfe bledende</l>
                  <l>where that Conſtance faſte by</l>
                  <l>was falle aſlepe: and ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>He cryed aloude, and ſhe awoke</l>
                  <l>And forth withall caſt a loke</l>
                  <l>And ſawe this lady blede there</l>
                  <l>wherof ſwouned deade for feare</l>
                  <l>She was: and ſtylle as any ſtone</l>
                  <l>She laye, and Elda thervpon</l>
                  <l>In to the Caſtell clepeth out</l>
                  <l>And vp ſterte euery man about</l>
                  <l>In to the chambre forth they went.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he whiche all vntrouth ment</l>
                  <l>This falſe knyght amonge them all</l>
                  <l>Vpon the thyng, whiche is befall</l>
                  <l>Seith: that Conſta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce hath do this dede</l>
                  <l>And to the bedde with that he yede</l>
                  <l>After the falſeheed of his ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And made him there for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>And fonde the knyfe, where he it layde</l>
                  <l>And than he cryed, and thus he ſaid</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo ſe the knyfe all blody here</l>
                  <l>what nedeth more in this matere</l>
                  <l>To aſke? and thus her innocence</l>
                  <l>He ſclaundreth there in audience</l>
                  <l>with falſe wordes, whiche he feyneth</l>
                  <l>But yet for al that euer he pleyneth</l>
                  <l>¶ Elda no full credence toke</l>
                  <l>And happed that there lay a boke</l>
                  <l>Vpon the whiche, whan he it ſyghe</l>
                  <l>This knight hath ſwore: &amp; ſaid on highe</l>
                  <l>That all men myght it wyte</l>
                  <l>Now by this boke, which is here write</l>
                  <l>Conſtance is gyltyfe well I wote</l>
                  <l>with that the ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de of heuen him ſmote</l>
                  <l>In token of that he hath forſwore</l>
                  <l>There he was bothe his eyen lore</l>
                  <l>Out of his heed the ſame ſtounde</l>
                  <l>They ſtert, and ſo they were founde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A voice was herde, whan that they fel</l>
                  <l>whiche ſayde: O damned man to helle</l>
                  <l>Lo thus hath god thy ſclaunder wroke</l>
                  <l>That thou ageyn Conſtance hath ſpoke</l>
                  <l>Be knowe the ſothe er that thou dye</l>
                  <l>And he tolde out his felonye</l>
                  <l>And ſtarte forth with his tale anone</l>
                  <l>In to the grounde, where al gone</l>
                  <l>This deade lady was begraue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Elda whiche thought his honour ſaue</l>
                  <l>All that he may, reſtreyneth ſorowe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter rex Allee ad fidem Chriſti conuer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus baptiſmum recepit: et Conſtantiam ſuper hoc leto animo deſpe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſauit que til qualis vel vnde fuit alicui nullo modo falebatur, Et cum infra breue poſtea a domino fuo inpregnata fuiſſet, ipſe ad debellandu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cum feotis iter arripuit, et ibide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuper guerras aliquandiu permanſit.</head>
               <lg>
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                  <l>¶ For he the ſeconde day at morowe</l>
                  <l>The kyng came, as they were accorded</l>
                  <l>And whan it was to hym recorded</l>
                  <l>what god hath wrought vpo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> this cha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>He toke it in to remembraunce</l>
                  <l>And thought more than he ſayde</l>
                  <l>For all his hole herte he layde</l>
                  <l>Vpon Conſtance: and ſayde he ſhulde</l>
                  <l>For loue of her, if that ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>Baptyſme take, and Chriſtes feyth</l>
                  <l>Beleue: and ouer that he ſayth</l>
                  <l>He wolde her wedde: and vpon this</l>
                  <l>Aſſured eche to other is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to make ſhorte tales</l>
                  <l>There came a byſſhop out of wales</l>
                  <l>Fro Bangor: and Lucye he hyght</l>
                  <l>whiche throughe the grace of god al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>might</l>
                  <l>The king, with many other mo</l>
                  <l>He chriſtned: and betwene hem two</l>
                  <l>He hath fulfylled the mariage</l>
                  <l>But for no luſt, ne for no rage</l>
                  <l>She tolde hym neuer what ſhe was.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles vpon this cas</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he kynge was gladde, howe ſo it ſtode</l>
                  <l>Y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> well he wyſt and vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he was a noble creature</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The hygh maker of nature</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> hath viſited in a throwe</l>
                  <l>That it was openlyche knowe</l>
                  <l>She was with childe by the kynge</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>herof abouen all other thynge</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hanked god, and was right glad</l>
                  <l>And fell that tyme he was beſtadde</l>
                  <l>Vpon a werre, and muſt ryde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> while he ſhuld there abyde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> lefte at home to kepe his wyfe</l>
                  <l>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>he as he knewe of holy lyfe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>da forth with the byſſhop eke</l>
                  <l>And he with power go to ſeke</l>
                  <l>Ayene the Scottes for to fonde</l>
                  <l>The werre, whiche he toke on honde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>egia Conſtantin infantem maſculit <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tiſmo Mauritium vocant, rege ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> eft, Sed in<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>da mater regis Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſuper <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſio fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>to condolens, mendacibus re<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ce<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>tifica<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>t, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>or ſu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> demoniaci &amp; no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> huma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> gener<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>uo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>a monſiruoſum fantaſma foco geniture ad<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> produ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>it, huiuſmodi<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> detracto ribus aduerſus Conſtantiam procurauit, <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ipſa in nauem, qua prius venerat / iterum ad exiſium vno cum ſuo partu remiſſa deſolabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The tyme ſette of kynde is come</l>
                  <l>This lady hath her chambre nome</l>
                  <l>And of a ſonne borne fulle</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſhe was ioyfull</l>
                  <l>She was delyuered ſaufe and ſone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The byſſhop, as it was to done</l>
                  <l>yafe hym baptiſme, and Moris calleth</l>
                  <l>And thervpon as it befalleth</l>
                  <l>with letters wryten of recorde</l>
                  <l>They ſent vnto her lyege lorde</l>
                  <l>That kepers weren of the quene</l>
                  <l>And he, that ſhulde go betwene</l>
                  <l>The meſſanger to Knareſburgh</l>
                  <l>whiche towne he ſhulde paſſe through</l>
                  <l>Rydende came the fyrſt daye</l>
                  <l>The kynges mother there lay</l>
                  <l>whoſe ryght name was Domylde</l>
                  <l>whiche after all the cauſe ſpylde</l>
                  <l>For he, whiche thanke deſerue wolde</l>
                  <l>Vnto this lady gothe and tolde</l>
                  <l>Of his meſſage, howe it ferde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with feyned ioye it herde</l>
                  <l>And yafe hym yeftes largely</l>
                  <l>But in the nyght al priuely</l>
                  <l>She toke the letters, whiche he had</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt and ouer rad</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, that was through out vntrue</l>
                  <l>And let do wryte other newe</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of hem: and thus they ſpeke.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Prima fitſera in commendacionem Conſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cie ab epiſcopo Regi miſſa per Domiſdam in con<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>trarium faſſata.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶That thou with vs be not wroth</l>
                  <l>Though we ſuche thyng, as is the loth</l>
                  <l>Vpon our trouth certifye</l>
                  <l>Thy wyfe, whiche is of fairie</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a childe delyuered is</l>
                  <l>Fro kynde, whiche ſtant all amys</l>
                  <l>But for it ſhulde not be ſaye</l>
                  <l>we haue it kepte out of the waye</l>
                  <l>For drede of pure worldes ſhame</l>
                  <l>A poore childe, and in the name</l>
                  <l>Of thylke, whiche is ſo myſbore</l>
                  <l>we toke, and therto we be ſwore</l>
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                  <l>That none, but onely thou and we</l>
                  <l>Shall knowe of this priuete</l>
                  <l>Morys it hatte, and thus men wene</l>
                  <l>That it was borne of the quene</l>
                  <l>And of thyne owne bodye gete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But this thynge may not be foryete</l>
                  <l>That thou ne ſende vs worde anone</l>
                  <l>what is thy wyll thervpon.</l>
                  <l>¶This letter, as thou haſt herde deuiſe</l>
                  <l>was counterfete in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That no man ſhulde it apperceyue</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, whiche thought to deceyue</l>
                  <l>It leyth, where ſhe that other toke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This meſſanger, whan he awoke</l>
                  <l>And wyſt nothynge howe it was</l>
                  <l>Aroſe and rode the great pas</l>
                  <l>And toke his letters to the kynge</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſawe this wondre thynge</l>
                  <l>He maketh the meſſanger no chere</l>
                  <l>But netheles in wyſe manere</l>
                  <l>He wrote agayne, and yafe hym charge</l>
                  <l>That they ne ſuffre not at large</l>
                  <l>His wyfe to go but kepe her ſtyll</l>
                  <l>Tyll they haue herde more of his wyll</l>
                  <l>¶This meſſanger was yeftles</l>
                  <l>But with his letter netheles</l>
                  <l>Or be hym lefe or be hym lothe</l>
                  <l>In all haſte ageyne he gothe</l>
                  <l>By Knareſburgh, and as he went</l>
                  <l>Vnto the mother his entent</l>
                  <l>Of that he fonde towarde the kynge</l>
                  <l>He tolde, and ſhe vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>Seyth, that he ſhulde abyde all nyght</l>
                  <l>And made hym feaſte and chere aright</l>
                  <l>Feined as though ſhe coude him thoke</l>
                  <l>But he with ſtro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge wine which he dro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ke</l>
                  <l>Forth with the trauayle of the daye</l>
                  <l>was dronke: aſlepe and whyle he lay</l>
                  <l>She hath his letters ouerſaye</l>
                  <l>And formed in an otherway</l>
                  <l>Therewas a newe letter wryte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Secunda fetiera per regem epiſcopo remiſſa a Domiſda iterum faſſata.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶whiche he ſaith: I do you for to wite</l>
                  <l>That through the counſaile of you two</l>
                  <l>I ſtonde in poynt to be vndo</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche is a kynge depoſed</l>
                  <l>For euery man it hath ſuppoſed</l>
                  <l>How that my wyfe Conſtance is fay</l>
                  <l>And if that I feyne any delay</l>
                  <l>To put her out of company</l>
                  <l>The worſhyppe of my regalye</l>
                  <l>Is lore: and ouer this they telle</l>
                  <l>Her childe ſhal not amonge hem dwell</l>
                  <l>To claymen any herytage</l>
                  <l>So can I ſe none auauntage</l>
                  <l>But all is loſt, if ſhe abyde</l>
                  <l>For thy to loke on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>Towarde the myſchefe as it is</l>
                  <l>I charge you, and byd this</l>
                  <l>That ye the ſame ſhyppe vittayle</l>
                  <l>In whiche, that ſhe toke arryuayle</l>
                  <l>Therin and putteth bothe two</l>
                  <l>Her ſelfe forth with her childe alſo</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth brought in to the depe</l>
                  <l>Betaketh her the ſee to kepe</l>
                  <l>Of foure dayes tyme I ſette</l>
                  <l>That ye this thynge no lenger lette</l>
                  <l>So that your lyfe be not forfete.</l>
                  <l>¶ And thus this letter counterfete</l>
                  <l>The meſſanger, whiche was vnware</l>
                  <l>Vpon the kynges halue bare</l>
                  <l>And where he ſhulde it hath betake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan that they haue hede take</l>
                  <l>And rad, that written is within</l>
                  <l>So great a ſorowe they begynne</l>
                  <l>As they her owne mother <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eyen</l>
                  <l>Brenne in a fyre before theyr eyen</l>
                  <l>There was wepynge and there was wo</l>
                  <l>But fynally the thynge is do</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſee they haue her brought</l>
                  <l>But ſhe the cauſe wyſt nought</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon the floode they wonne</l>
                  <l>This lady with her yonge ſonne</l>
                  <l>And than her handes to the heuen</l>
                  <l>She ſtraught: and with a mylde ſteuen</l>
                  <l>Knelende vpon her bare kne</l>
                  <l>She ſayde: O hygh maieſte</l>
                  <l>whiche ſeeſt the poynt of euery trouth</l>
                  <l>Take of thy wofull woman routh</l>
                  <l>And of this childe, whiche I ſhal kepe</l>
                  <l>And with that word ſhe began to wepe</l>
                  <l>Swouned as deade, and there ſhe lay</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche all thynges may</l>
                  <l>Comforteth her, and at laſte</l>
                  <l>She loketh, and her eyen caſte</l>
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                  <l>Vpon her chylde, and ſayd this</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>Of me no maner charge it is</l>
                  <l>what ſorowe I ſuffre, but of the</l>
                  <l>Me thynketh it is great pitie</l>
                  <l>For if I ſterue thou muſt deye</l>
                  <l>So mote I nedes by that weye</l>
                  <l>For motherheed, and for tendernes</l>
                  <l>with all myn hole beſynes</l>
                  <l>Ordeyne me for thylke office</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche ſhall be thy noryce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was ſhe ſtrengthed for to ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe toke her childe in honde</l>
                  <l>And yafe it ſouke, and euer amonge</l>
                  <l>She wepte, and otherwhyle ſonge</l>
                  <l>Lo rocke with her chylde aſlepe</l>
                  <l>And thus her owne childe to kepe</l>
                  <l>She hath vnder the goddes cure.</l>
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            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Conſtancie poſt biennium in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſup<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>ris inter Sarazeno<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> mani<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>us dens ipſam con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>era<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>t.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ And ſo fell vpon auenture</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thy<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ke yere hath made his ende</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>, ſo as it moſte wende</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of wynde which god hath yeue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was into Spayn driue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> vnder a caſtel walle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> it an hethen admyralle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and he a ſtewarde badde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> whiche al was badde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and a renegate</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> to toke, in what eſtate</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was comen: and there he fo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> with a childe vpon her honde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> lady, where ſhe was a one</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> take good hede of the perſon</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the was a worthy wyght</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ght he wolde vpon the nyght</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> her at his owne wylle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the ſhip he kepte her ſtylle</l>
                  <l>That no man ſawe her that day.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> goddes wylle and thus ſhe lay</l>
                  <l>Vnknowe, what her ſhall betyde</l>
                  <l>And tell to that by nyghtes tyde</l>
                  <l>This knyght without felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>Hath take a boote, and came to ſhyppe</l>
                  <l>And thought of her his luſt to take</l>
                  <l>And ſwore, if ſhe hym daunger make</l>
                  <l>That certaynly ſhe ſhulde deye</l>
                  <l>She ſawe there was none other wey</l>
                  <l>And ſayde he ſhulde her well comforte</l>
                  <l>That he fyrſt loke out at porte</l>
                  <l>That no man were nygh the ſtede</l>
                  <l>whiche myght knowe, what they dede</l>
                  <l>And than he may do what he wolde</l>
                  <l>He was ryght glad, that ſhe ſo tolde</l>
                  <l>And to the port anone be ferde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She prayeth god, and he her herde</l>
                  <l>And ſodeinly he was out throwe</l>
                  <l>And dreynt, and tho began to blowe</l>
                  <l>wynde meuable fro the londe</l>
                  <l>And thus the myghty goddes honde</l>
                  <l>Her hath conueyed, and defended</l>
                  <l>And whan thre yere ben full diſpended.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Nauicula Conſtan<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ie quodam die ꝑ altum mare vagans inter copioſam namu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> mul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tudinem dilapſa eſt. quarum Arcennius Roma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norum conful, dux, et capitaneus ipſam ignotam ſuſcipiens vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ad Romam fecum perduxit, vbi equalemvxori ſue Elene permanſura<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> reuerenter affociauit, nec non et eiuſdem filjum Mauricium in omni habundantia quaſi proprium educauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Her ſhip was driue vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>where that a great nauye laye</l>
                  <l>Of ſhippes, all the worlde at ones</l>
                  <l>And as god wolde for the nones</l>
                  <l>Her ſhip goth in amonge hem all</l>
                  <l>And ſtynt not, er it be by fall</l>
                  <l>And hath that veſſell vnder gete</l>
                  <l>whiche mayſter was of all the flete</l>
                  <l>But there it reſteth and abode</l>
                  <l>This great ſhyp on anker rode</l>
                  <l>The lord come forth, and when he ſygh</l>
                  <l>That other ligge on borde ſo nyghe</l>
                  <l>He wondreth, what it myght be</l>
                  <l>And badde men to go in and ſe</l>
                  <l>This lady tho was crope a ſyde</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that wolde her ſeluen hyde</l>
                  <l>For ſhe newyſt, what they were</l>
                  <l>They ſought about, and fond her there</l>
                  <l>And broughten vp her chylde and her</l>
                  <l>And therupon this lorde to ſper</l>
                  <l>Began, fro whens that ſhe came</l>
                  <l>And what ſhe was: Quod ſhe, I am</l>
                  <l>A woman wofully beſtadde</l>
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                  <l>I hadde a lorde, and thus he badde</l>
                  <l>That I ſorth with my lytell ſonne</l>
                  <l>Vpon the wawes ſhulde wonne</l>
                  <l>But why the cauſe wote I nought</l>
                  <l>But he whiche all thynges wrought</l>
                  <l>yet ay I thanke hym of his myght</l>
                  <l>My childe and me ſo kepte vpryght</l>
                  <l>That we be ſaufe bothe two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde her aſketh euermo</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe beleueth, and ſhe ſeyth</l>
                  <l>I leue and truſt in Chriſtes feyth</l>
                  <l>whiche dyed vpon the roode tre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what is thy name tho quod he?</l>
                  <l>My name is Couſt ſhe hym ſayde</l>
                  <l>But furthermore for nought he prayde</l>
                  <l>Of her aſtate to knowe playne</l>
                  <l>She wolde hym nothynge els ſayne</l>
                  <l>But of her name, whiche ſhe fayned</l>
                  <l>All other thynges ſhe reſtrayned</l>
                  <l>That o worde more ſhe ne tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde than aſketh if ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>with hym abyde in companye</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he came from Barbarye</l>
                  <l>To Rome warde, and home he went</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho ſhe ſuppoſeth what it ment</l>
                  <l>And ſayth ſhe wolde with hym wende</l>
                  <l>And dwelle vnto her lyues ende</l>
                  <l>Be ſo it be to his pleaſaunce</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon her acqueyntaunce</l>
                  <l>He tolde her playnly as it ſtode</l>
                  <l>Of Rome howe that the gentill blode</l>
                  <l>In Barbarye was betrayed</l>
                  <l>And therupon he hath aſſayed</l>
                  <l>By warre, and take ſuche vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>That none of thylke allyaunce</l>
                  <l>By whome the treſon was compaſſed</l>
                  <l>Is from the ſwerde alyue paſſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But of Conſtaunce howe it was</l>
                  <l>That couthe he knowe by no cas</l>
                  <l>where ſhe bycame, ſo as be ſayd</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Her ere vnto his worde ſhe leyde</l>
                  <l>But forther made ſhe no chere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles in this mattere</l>
                  <l>It happed that ylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>This lord, with whome ſhe ſhulde go</l>
                  <l>Of Rome was the ſenatour</l>
                  <l>And of her father the emperour</l>
                  <l>His brother doughter hath to wyfe</l>
                  <l>whiche hath her father eke on lyue</l>
                  <l>And was Saluſtes cleped tho</l>
                  <l>His wyfe Eleyne hyght alſo</l>
                  <l>To whome Conſtaunce was coſyne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus to the ſeke a medicine</l>
                  <l>Hath god ordeyned of his grace</l>
                  <l>That forthe in the ſame place</l>
                  <l>This ſenatour his trouth plyght</l>
                  <l>For euer, whyle he lyue myght</l>
                  <l>To kepe her in worſhyp, and in welth</l>
                  <l>Be ſo that god woll gyue her helth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lady, whiche fortune hym ſende</l>
                  <l>And thus by ſhyppe forth ſay lende</l>
                  <l>Her &amp; her childe to Rome be broughte</l>
                  <l>And to his wyfe tho he beſought</l>
                  <l>To take her in to companye</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, whiche couth of curtoſye</l>
                  <l>All that a good wyfe ſhulde conne</l>
                  <l>was inly gladde, that ſhe hath wonne</l>
                  <l>The felowſhyp of ſo good one</l>
                  <l>This emperours doughter Cuſte</l>
                  <l>Forth with the doughter of Saluſte</l>
                  <l>was kept, but no man redely</l>
                  <l>Knewe, what ſhe was: and not for thy</l>
                  <l>They thoughten well ſhe hadde be</l>
                  <l>In her eſtate of hyghe degre</l>
                  <l>And euery lyfe her loueth wele</l>
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               <head>¶Qualiter rex Alle ini<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>a pace cum Sco<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> a guerris rediens, et non inuenta vxore ſua cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſam exilu diligencius perſcrutans, cum matrem ſuam Domildam inde culpubilem ſciniffet, ipſam in igne proiciens conburi fecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Nowe herke thylke vnſtable whele</l>
                  <l>whiche euer torneth, wente aboute</l>
                  <l>The kynge Alle, while he was out</l>
                  <l>(As thou to fore haſt herde the cas)</l>
                  <l>Deceyued through his modre was</l>
                  <l>But whan that he come home agayne</l>
                  <l>He axeth of his chamberlayne</l>
                  <l>And of the byſſhop eke alſo</l>
                  <l>where they the quene had do</l>
                  <l>And they anſwerde: there he badde</l>
                  <l>And haue hym thylke letter rad</l>
                  <l>whiche he them ſent for warrant</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym playnly as it ſtante</l>
                  <l>And ſayne, it thought hem great pyte</l>
                  <l>To ſe a worthy one as ſhe</l>
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                  <l>with ſuche a childe, as there was bore</l>
                  <l>So ſodenly to be forlore</l>
                  <l>He aſketh hem, what child it wer</l>
                  <l>And they hym ſayde, that no where</l>
                  <l>In all the world, though men it ſought</l>
                  <l>was neuer woman, that forth brought</l>
                  <l>A fayrer childe, than it was one</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And than he axeth hem anone</l>
                  <l>why they ne hadden wryten ſo</l>
                  <l>They tolden, ſo they hadden do</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayde nay. They ſayden yis</l>
                  <l>The letter ſhewed, radde it is</l>
                  <l>whiche they forſoken euery dele</l>
                  <l>Tho was it vnderſtonde wele</l>
                  <l>That there is treſon in the thynge</l>
                  <l>The meſſenger tofore the kynge</l>
                  <l>was brought, and ſodenly oppoſede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thynge hath yet ſuppoſede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> wel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> began to ſaye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> no where vpon the waye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> but onely in a ſtede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> why that he ſo dede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he went to and fro</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>eſburgh by nyghtes two</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ges moder made hym dwelle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the kynge it herd telle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> his hert he wy<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e als faſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> whiche his mother caſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hought he wolde not abyde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ryght in the ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and rode anone</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> in there ryde many one</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>burgh, and forth they wente</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> the fyre, which thonder hente</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> a rage, as feyth the boke</l>
                  <l>His mother ſodeneche he toke</l>
                  <l>And ſayde vnto her in this wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of helle in what gyſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> deſeruede for to deye</l>
                  <l>That haſte ſo falſely put a weye</l>
                  <l>with treſon of thy backbitynge</l>
                  <l>The treweſt, at my knolechynge</l>
                  <l>Of wyues, and the moſt honeſt?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But I wol make this by heſt</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be vengede or I go</l>
                  <l>And lete a fyre do make tho</l>
                  <l>And badde men for to caſte her ynne</l>
                  <l>But fyrſte ſhe tolde out all the ſynne</l>
                  <l>And byd hem all for to wyte</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe the letters hadde wryte</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt, as it was wrought</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe was to deth brought</l>
                  <l>And brent tofore her ſonnes eye</l>
                  <l>wherof theſe other, whiche it ſye</l>
                  <l>And herden howe the cauſe ſtode</l>
                  <l>Seyne, that the iudgement is good</l>
                  <l>Of that her ſonne her hath ſo ſerued</l>
                  <l>For ſhe it hadde wele deſerued</l>
                  <l>Through treſon of her falſe tonge</l>
                  <l>which through the lond was after ſo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>Conſtance and euery wyght co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pleineth</l>
                  <l>But he, whom all wo dyſtreyneth</l>
                  <l>This ſorowfull kynge was ſo beſtadde</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall neuer more be gladde</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth eftſones for to wedde</l>
                  <l>Tyll that he wyſte how that ſhe ſpedde</l>
                  <l>whiche hadde ben his fyrſte wyfe</l>
                  <l>And thus his yonge vnluſty lyfe</l>
                  <l>He dryueth forth to as he may.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter poſt ſapſum .xii. annoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> rex Aſſee abſoluciouis cauſa Romam proficiens, vxor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>m ſuam conſtanciam vna cum filio ſuo diuina pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>indencia ibidem ſetus inuenit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Tyll it beſel vpon a day</l>
                  <l>whan he his werres hadde acheuede</l>
                  <l>And thought he wolde be releuede</l>
                  <l>Of ſoule hele vpon the feyth</l>
                  <l>whiche he hath take, than he ſeyth</l>
                  <l>That he to Rome in pylgremage</l>
                  <l>wolde go, where Pope was Pel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ge</l>
                  <l>To take his abſolucyon</l>
                  <l>And vpon this condicion</l>
                  <l>He made Edwyn his leutenaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche beyre was apparaunt</l>
                  <l>That he the lond in his abſence</l>
                  <l>Shall rewle, and thus by prouydence</l>
                  <l>Of all thynges well by gonne</l>
                  <l>He toke his leue, and forth is gone</l>
                  <l>¶Elda, which tho was with hem ther</l>
                  <l>Er they fullyche at Rome were</l>
                  <l>was ſent tofore to purucye</l>
                  <l>And he his guyde vpon the weye</l>
                  <l>In helpe to ben his herbegeour</l>
                  <l>Hath axed, who was Senatour</l>
                  <l>That he his name myght kenne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Lapodoce, he ſayde, Arcenne</l>
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                  <l>He byght: and was a worthy knyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To hem goth Elda tho forth ryght</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym of his lorde tydinge</l>
                  <l>And prayd, that for his comynge</l>
                  <l>He wolde aſſygne hym herbergage</l>
                  <l>And be ſo dyd of good courage.</l>
                  <l>¶ whan all is do, that was to done</l>
                  <l>The kynge hym ſelfe cam after ſone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Senatour whan that be come</l>
                  <l>To Luſte, and to his wyfe at home</l>
                  <l>Hath tolde, bowe ſuche a kynge Alle<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>Of great array to the Lyte</l>
                  <l>was come, and Luſte vpon his tale</l>
                  <l>with hert cloſe, and colour pale</l>
                  <l>A ſwoune felle, and he meruaylleth</l>
                  <l>So ſodenly what thynge her eyleth</l>
                  <l>And caught her vpand whan ſhe woke</l>
                  <l>She fygheth with a pytous loke</l>
                  <l>And feyneth ſekeneſſe of the ſee</l>
                  <l>But it was for the kynge Allee</l>
                  <l>For ioye, whiche was in her thought</l>
                  <l>That god hym hath to towne brought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kynge hath ſpoke with the pope</l>
                  <l>And tolde all that he couthe grope</l>
                  <l>what greueth in his conſcyence</l>
                  <l>And than he thought in reuerence</l>
                  <l>Of his eſtate, er that he went</l>
                  <l>To make a feeſt, and thus he ſente</l>
                  <l>Vnto the Senatour, to come</l>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe, and other ſome</l>
                  <l>To ſytte with hym at mete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This tale hath Luſte not foryete</l>
                  <l>But to Morys, her ſonne tolde</l>
                  <l>That be vpon the morowe ſhulde</l>
                  <l>In all that euer he couth and myght</l>
                  <l>Be preſent in the kynges ſyght</l>
                  <l>So that the kynge hym ofte ſye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Morys tofore the kynges eye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe, where he ſat</l>
                  <l>Full ofte ſtode, and vpon that</l>
                  <l>The kynge his chere vpon hym caſte</l>
                  <l>And in his face hym thought als faſte</l>
                  <l>He ſawe his owne wyfe Lonſtance</l>
                  <l>For nature, as in reſemblaunce</l>
                  <l>Of face, hym lyketh ſo to clothe</l>
                  <l>That they were of a ſuyte both</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng was moued in his thought</l>
                  <l>Of that be ſeeth, &amp; knoweth it nought</l>
                  <l>This childe be loueth kyndely</l>
                  <l>And yet he wote no cauſe why</l>
                  <l>But wel he ſygh and vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>That be towarde Arcenne ſtode</l>
                  <l>And axeth hym anone ryght there</l>
                  <l>yf that this chylde his ſonne were</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayde ye, ſo I hym calle</l>
                  <l>And wolde it were ſo by falle</l>
                  <l>But it is all in other wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And tho began be to deuyſe</l>
                  <l>Howe he the chyldes mother fonde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſee from euery londe</l>
                  <l>within a ſhyp was ſterles</l>
                  <l>And how this lady helpeles</l>
                  <l>Forth withe her chylde he hathe forth drawe</l>
                  <l>The kynge hath vnderſtonde his ſawe</l>
                  <l>The childes name and axeth tho</l>
                  <l>And what the mother hyght alſo</l>
                  <l>That he hym wolde telle he prayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Morys this childe is hote he ſayd</l>
                  <l>His mother hat Luſte, and this</l>
                  <l>I not what maner name it is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Allee wyſt wel inough</l>
                  <l>wherof ſomdele ſmylend he lough</l>
                  <l>For Luſte in Saxon is to ſayne</l>
                  <l>Couſtance vpon the worde Romayn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But who that couthe ſpecyfye</l>
                  <l>what tho fell in his fantaſye</l>
                  <l>And how his wytte aboute renneth</l>
                  <l>Vpon the loue, in whiche he brenneth</l>
                  <l>It ware a wonder for to here</l>
                  <l>For he was neyther there ne here</l>
                  <l>But clene out of hym ſelfe awey</l>
                  <l>That he not what to thynke or fey</l>
                  <l>So fayne he wolde it were ſhe</l>
                  <l>wherof his hertes pryuete</l>
                  <l>Bygan the warre of ye and nay</l>
                  <l>The whiche in ſuche balaunce lay</l>
                  <l>That contenaunce for a throwe</l>
                  <l>He loſte, tyll he myght knowe</l>
                  <l>The ſoth: but in his memorye</l>
                  <l>The man, whiche lyeth in purgatorye</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth not the heuen more</l>
                  <l>That he ne longeth alſo ſore</l>
                  <l>To wytte, what hym ſhall betyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And when the bordes were aſyde</l>
                  <l>And euery man was ryſe aboute</l>
                  <l>The kynge hath weyued all the route</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:44"/>
                  <l>And with the Senatour alone</l>
                  <l>He ſpake, and prayd hym of a bone</l>
                  <l>To ſe this Cuſte where ſhe dwelleth</l>
                  <l>At home with hym, ſo as he telleth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Senatour was wel apayde</l>
                  <l>This thynge no lenger was delayd</l>
                  <l>To ſee this Luſte goth the kynge</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was warned of the thynge</l>
                  <l>And with Eleyne forth ſhe came</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ycne the kynge, and he tho name</l>
                  <l>Good hede, and whan he ſigh his wyfe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>none with all his hertes lyfe</l>
                  <l>He caught her in his armes, and kyſte</l>
                  <l>was neuer wyght that ſyghe ne wyſte</l>
                  <l>A man that more ioye made</l>
                  <l>wherof they weren all gladde</l>
                  <l>whiche herd telle of this chaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> kyng tho with his wife Co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſtance</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> had a great part of his wylle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> for a tyme ſtylle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> and made hym well at caſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>h he neuer pleaſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> wyfe that ſhe wolde hym ſeyne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> eſtate the trouthe pleyne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> countre that ſhe was bore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> what ſhe was, and yet therfore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> all his wyt he hath done ſeke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> as they lay in bedde, and ſpeke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> prayth hym, and counſcileth both</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> for the worſhip of hem both</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> thought it were honeſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> an honourable feſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> he went) in that Cyte</l>
                  <l>where the Emperour hym ſelfe ſhall be</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He graunted all that ſhe hym prayde</l>
                  <l>But as men in that tyme ſayde</l>
                  <l>Thy<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> Emperour from that day</l>
                  <l>That fyrſte his doughter went a way</l>
                  <l>He was than after neuer gladde</l>
                  <l>But what that any man hym badde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> grace, for his doughter ſake</l>
                  <l>That grace wolde he nought forſake</l>
                  <l>And thus ful great almeſte he dede</l>
                  <l>wherof he hadde many a bede</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Conſtancia, que antea per fofum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>pences omnes incognitam ſe ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>unt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>mum pa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ſuo imperatori ſe ipſam <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> manifeſta<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>i, Quod cum rex A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ee ſciuiſſet, vna cum vniuerſa Romanorum multi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tudine ineſtimabi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>i gaudio admirantes cunctipo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentem landarunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ This Emperour out of the towne</l>
                  <l>within a ten myle enuyroune</l>
                  <l>where as it thought hym for the beſte</l>
                  <l>Hath ſondry places for to reſte</l>
                  <l>And as fortune wolde tho</l>
                  <l>He was dwellend at one of tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge Allee forth with thaſſent</l>
                  <l>Of Cuſte his wife hath thyder ſent</l>
                  <l>Morice his ſonne, as he was taught</l>
                  <l>To Themperour, and he goth ſtraught</l>
                  <l>And in his father halue he ſought</l>
                  <l>As he whiche his lordſhip ſought</l>
                  <l>That of his hygh worthynes</l>
                  <l>He wolde do ſo great mekenes</l>
                  <l>His owne towne to come and ſe</l>
                  <l>And y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ue a tyme in the cyte</l>
                  <l>So that his fader might hym gete</l>
                  <l>That he wolde ones with hym ete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde hath graunted his requeſte</l>
                  <l>And whan the day was of the feſte</l>
                  <l>In worſhip of the Emperour</l>
                  <l>The kynge, and eke the Senatour</l>
                  <l>Forth with her wynes bothe two</l>
                  <l>with many a lorde and lady mo</l>
                  <l>On hors ryden hym ageyne</l>
                  <l>Tyll it befell vpon a playne</l>
                  <l>They ſygh, where he was comend</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that Conſtaunce anone preyend</l>
                  <l>Spake to her lorde, that he abyde</l>
                  <l>So that I may tofore ryde</l>
                  <l>To ben vpon his bien venu</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte, whiche ſhall hym ſalu</l>
                  <l>And thus after her lordes graunt</l>
                  <l>Vpon a mule white amblaunt</l>
                  <l>Forth with a fewe rode this quene</l>
                  <l>They wondred, what ſhe wolde mene</l>
                  <l>And ryden after a ſofte pas</l>
                  <l>But whan this lady comen was</l>
                  <l>To themperour, in his preſence</l>
                  <l>She ſayde aloude in audience</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My lorde my father wel you be</l>
                  <l>And of this tyme that I ſe</l>
                  <l>your honour, and your good bele</l>
                  <l>whiche is the helpe of my quarele</l>
                  <l>I thanke vnto the goddes myght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="36" facs="tcp:7065:44" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>For ioye his hert was aflyght</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe tolde in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>And when he wyſte, it was Conſtaunce</l>
                  <l>was neuer father halfe ſo blythe</l>
                  <l>wepend be kyſte her ofte ſythe</l>
                  <l>So was his hert all ouercome</l>
                  <l>For though his mother were come</l>
                  <l>Fro deth to lyfe out of the graue</l>
                  <l>He myght no more wonder haue</l>
                  <l>Than he hath, whan that he her ſyghe</l>
                  <l>with that her owne lorde come nyghe</l>
                  <l>And is to themperour obeyed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And when the fortune is bewreyed</l>
                  <l>Howe that Conſtaunce is come aboute</l>
                  <l>So harde an hert was none oute</l>
                  <l>That he for pyte tho ne wepte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Arcenius, which her fonde and kepte</l>
                  <l>was than gladde of that is falle</l>
                  <l>So that with ioye amonge hem all</l>
                  <l>They ryden in at Rome gate</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Emperour thought all to late</l>
                  <l>Tyll that the pope were come</l>
                  <l>And of tho lordes ſende ſome</l>
                  <l>To pray hym, that he woll haſte</l>
                  <l>And he cam forth in all haſte</l>
                  <l>And whan that be this tale herde</l>
                  <l>How wonderly this chaunce ferde</l>
                  <l>He thanked god of his myracle</l>
                  <l>To whoſe myght may be none abſtable</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng a noble feſte hem made</l>
                  <l>And thus they were all gladde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A perlement or that they went</l>
                  <l>They ſetten vnto this entent</l>
                  <l>To put Rome in full eſpeyre</l>
                  <l>That Moris was apparent heyre</l>
                  <l>And ſhulde abyde with hem ſtylle</l>
                  <l>For ſuche was all the londes wylle</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Mauricius cum imperatore, v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> heres imperu remanſit, et rex Affee et Conſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tia in Angliam regreſſi ſunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ whan euery thynge was fully ſpoke</l>
                  <l>Of ſorowe &amp; queynt was all the ſmoke</l>
                  <l>Tho toke his leue Alle the kynye</l>
                  <l>And with full many a ryche thynge</l>
                  <l>whiche thmperour hym badde yeue</l>
                  <l>He hath a gladde lyfe for to lyue</l>
                  <l>For be conſtance hath in his honde</l>
                  <l>whiche was the comfort of his londe</l>
                  <l>For whan that he come home ageyne</l>
                  <l>There is no tonge that myght ſeyne</l>
                  <l>what ioye was that ylke ſtounde</l>
                  <l>Of that he hath his quene founde</l>
                  <l>whiche fyrſt was ſent of goddes ſonde</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe was dryuen vpon the ſtronde</l>
                  <l>By whome the myſbileue of ſynne</l>
                  <l>was lefte, and Chryſtes feyth came inne</l>
                  <l>To hem that whilome were blynde</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche hyndreth euery kynde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Quafiter rex Alle in Anglia poſt biennium humane carnis reſofucionem ſubiens nature de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitum perſofuit, poſt cuius obitum Conſtancia cum patre ſuo Rome ſe tranſtulit moraturam.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ And for no gold may be forbought</l>
                  <l>The deth comend er he beſought</l>
                  <l>Toke with this kynge ſuch acqueynta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>That he with all his retenaunce</l>
                  <l>Ne myhht not defende his lyfe</l>
                  <l>And thus he parteth from his wyfe</l>
                  <l>whiche than made ſorowe ynoughe</l>
                  <l>And therupon her hert droughe</l>
                  <l>To leue Englond for euer</l>
                  <l>And go where ſhe hadde leuer</l>
                  <l>To Rome, whens that ſhe came</l>
                  <l>And thus of all the londe ſhe nam</l>
                  <l>Her leue, and goth to Rome ageyne</l>
                  <l>And after that the bokes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>She was not there but a throwe</l>
                  <l>whan deth of kynde hath ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>Her worthy father, whiche men ſayde</l>
                  <l>That betwene her armes deyde</l>
                  <l>And afterward the yere ſuende</l>
                  <l>The god of her hath made an ende</l>
                  <l>And fro this worldes fayrye</l>
                  <l>Hath take her in to companye</l>
                  <l>¶ Morys her ſonne was coroned</l>
                  <l>whiche ſo ferforth was abandoned</l>
                  <l>To Chriſtes feyth, that men hym calle</l>
                  <l>Morys the chryſtneſt of all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the whele menynge of loue</l>
                  <l>was at laſt ſet aboue</l>
                  <l>And ſo, as thou haſte herd tofore</l>
                  <l>The fals tunges were lore</l>
                  <l>whiche vpon loue wolde lye</l>
                  <l>For thy touchend of this enuye</l>
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                  <l>whiche longeth vnto bakbitynge</l>
                  <l>Be ware thou make no leſynge</l>
                  <l>In hvndrynge of another wyght</l>
                  <l>And if thou wolde be taught aryght</l>
                  <l>what miſchyfe bakbitynge doth</l>
                  <l>By other weye a tale ſoth</l>
                  <l>Nowe myght thou here next ſewend</l>
                  <l>whiche to this vyce is acordend</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra iſtos detractores, qui in alterius vitupertum menda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tia confingentes diſſamacionem fieri procurant. Et narrat qualiter Perſeus, Philippi regis Ma<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cedonu filius Demetrio fratri ſuo ob euis pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitatem inuidens / compoſito detractionis men<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dacio ipſum apud patrem ſuum mortaliter accu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſauit. dicens ipſe non ſolum patrem / ſed et to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum Macedonii regnum Romanis hoſtibus pro ditorie vendidiſſet, quem ſuper hoc in iudicium producens <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>teſtions <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> indicibus auro ſuborna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>, quamvis falſiſſime morte condempnatum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> quo defuncto eciam et pater infra breue <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ortuus eſt. Et ſic Perſeo ſucceſſiue reg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>te deus huiuſmodi detractionis inuidiam ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="6 letters">
                     <desc>••••••</desc>
                  </gap>s <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſum cum vniuerſa ſuorum pugnatoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> extra Danubii fluuium ab Aemilo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>norum Conſule, enentu bellico inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>. Ita quod ab illo die Macedonii <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> penitus deſtructa Romano Imperio <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> deſeruiuit / et eins detractio / quam <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ium conſpiranerat / in ſui ipſius diffama <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> pre <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>erpetno dinulgata conſiſtit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ In a Cronyke, as thou ſhalt wytte</l>
                  <l>A great enſample I fynde wrytte</l>
                  <l>whiche I ſhall telle vpon this thynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Philyp of Macedony the kynge</l>
                  <l>Two ſonnes hadde by his wyfe</l>
                  <l>whoſe fame yet in Grece is ryfe</l>
                  <l>Demetrius the fyrſte brother</l>
                  <l>was hote, and Perſeus that other</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Demetrius men ſayden tho</l>
                  <l>The better knyght was of the two</l>
                  <l>To whom the londe was attendant</l>
                  <l>As he whiche heyre was apparaunt</l>
                  <l>To regne after his fathers day</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But that thyng, whiche no water may</l>
                  <l>Quenche in this world, but euer brenneth</l>
                  <l>In to his broders hert it renneth</l>
                  <l>The proud enuye of that he ſyghe</l>
                  <l>His brother ſhulde clyme on hyghe</l>
                  <l>And he to hym mote than obeye</l>
                  <l>That may he ſuffer by no weye</l>
                  <l>with ſtrength durſt he no thynge fonde</l>
                  <l>So toke he leſynge vpon honde</l>
                  <l>whan he ſygh tyme, and ſpake therto</l>
                  <l>For it befelle that tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>His father great warres hadde</l>
                  <l>with Rome, whiche he ſtreyte ladde</l>
                  <l>Through myghty honde of his ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>hod</l>
                  <l>As he which hath ynough knyghthod</l>
                  <l>And ofte hem hadde ſore greued</l>
                  <l>But er the werre were acheued</l>
                  <l>As he was vpon ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>At home in Grece, it felle par chaunce</l>
                  <l>Demetrius, whiche ofte aboute</l>
                  <l>Rydend was, ſtode that tyme out</l>
                  <l>So that this Perſe in his abſence</l>
                  <l>whiche bare the tonge of peſtylence</l>
                  <l>with fals wordes, whiche he feyneth</l>
                  <l>Vpon his owne brother pleyneth</l>
                  <l>In priuete behynde his bake</l>
                  <l>And to his father thus he ſpake</l>
                  <l>¶ My dere father I am holde</l>
                  <l>By wey of kynde, as reſon wolde</l>
                  <l>That I fro you ſhall nothynge hyde</l>
                  <l>whiche myght torne in any ſyde</l>
                  <l>Of youre eſtate into greuaunce</l>
                  <l>For thy myn hertes obeyſaunce</l>
                  <l>Toward you I thynke kepe</l>
                  <l>For it is good ye take kepe</l>
                  <l>Vpon a thynge, whiche is me tolde</l>
                  <l>My brother hath vs all ſolde</l>
                  <l>To hem of Rome: and you alſo</l>
                  <l>For than they be hote hym ſo</l>
                  <l>That he with them ſhall regne in pes</l>
                  <l>Thus hath he caſte for his encres</l>
                  <l>That your eſtate ſhall go to nought</l>
                  <l>And thus to proue ſhall be brought</l>
                  <l>So ferforth, that I vndertake</l>
                  <l>It ſhall not wel mow be forſake</l>
                  <l>¶The kynge vpon his tale anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And ſaid: If this thing, which he herd</l>
                  <l>Be ſoth, and may be brought to proue:</l>
                  <l>It ſhall not be to his behoue</l>
                  <l>whiche ſo hath ſhapen vs the werſte</l>
                  <l>For he hym ſelfe ſhall be the ferſte</l>
                  <l>That ſhall be dede, if that I may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus afterwarde vpon a day</l>
                  <l>whan that Demetrius was come</l>
                  <l>Anone his father hath hym nome</l>
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                  <l>And badde to his brother Perſe</l>
                  <l>That he his tale ſhall reherſe</l>
                  <l>Of thylke treaſon, whiche he tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he whiche all vntrouth wolde</l>
                  <l>Counſeyleth, that ſo hygh a nede</l>
                  <l>Be treted, where as it may ſpede</l>
                  <l>In common place of iudgement</l>
                  <l>The kynge therto yafe his aſſent</l>
                  <l>¶Demetrius was put in holde</l>
                  <l>wherof that Perſeus was bolde</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtode the trouth vnder the charge</l>
                  <l>And the falſeheed goth at large</l>
                  <l>which through beheſt hath ouercome</l>
                  <l>The greatteſt of the lordes ſome</l>
                  <l>That priuelyche of his accorde</l>
                  <l>They ſtonde, as wytneſſe of recorde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The iudge was made fauourable</l>
                  <l>Thus was the lawe deceyuable</l>
                  <l>So ferforth that the trouth fonde</l>
                  <l>Reſcous none: and thus the londe</l>
                  <l>Forth with the kynge deceyued were</l>
                  <l>The gylteles was dampned there</l>
                  <l>And deyde vpon accuſement</l>
                  <l>But ſuche a falſe conſpirement</l>
                  <l>Though it be priue for a throwe</l>
                  <l>God wolde not it were vnknowe</l>
                  <l>And this was afterwarde well proued</l>
                  <l>In hym, which hath the deth co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>troued</l>
                  <l>Of that his brother was ſo ſlayne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Perſeus was wondre fayne</l>
                  <l>As he, that was heyre apparaunt</l>
                  <l>Vpon the reygne expectaunt</l>
                  <l>wherof he waxe ſo proude and veyne</l>
                  <l>That he his father in diſdeyne</l>
                  <l>Hath take: and ſette at none accompte</l>
                  <l>As he, which thought hym to ſurmou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t</l>
                  <l>That where he was fyrſt debonayre</l>
                  <l>He was tho rebelle and contrayre</l>
                  <l>And not as heyre, but as a kynge</l>
                  <l>He toke vpon hym in all thynge</l>
                  <l>Of malyce and of tyrrannye</l>
                  <l>In contempte of Regalye</l>
                  <l>Lyuende his father: and ſo wrought</l>
                  <l>That whan the father hym bethought</l>
                  <l>And ſyghe to whether ſyde it drough</l>
                  <l>Anone he wyſte well inough</l>
                  <l>Howe Perſe after his falſe tonge</l>
                  <l>Hath ſo thenuyous belles ronge</l>
                  <l>That he hath ſlayne his owne brother</l>
                  <l>wherof as than he knewe none other</l>
                  <l>But ſodeynly the iudge he nome</l>
                  <l>whiche corrupte ſatte vpon the dome</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe, and hath hym preſſed</l>
                  <l>That he the ſoth hym hath confeſſed</l>
                  <l>Of all that hath be ſpoke and do</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>More ſory, than the kynge was tho</l>
                  <l>was neuer man vpon this molde</l>
                  <l>And thought in certayne, that he wold</l>
                  <l>Vengeaunce take vpon this wronge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But the other partie was ſo ſtronge</l>
                  <l>That for the lawe of no ſtatute</l>
                  <l>There may no ryght be execute</l>
                  <l>And vpon this diuiſion</l>
                  <l>The londe was tourned vp ſo downe</l>
                  <l>wherof his herte is ſo diſtraught</l>
                  <l>That he for pure ſorowe hath caughte</l>
                  <l>The maladye, of whiche nature</l>
                  <l>Is queynt in euery creature</l>
                  <l>¶And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> this kyng was paſſed thus</l>
                  <l>This falſe tonged Perſeus</l>
                  <l>The regyment hath vnderfonge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But there may nothynge ſtonde longe</l>
                  <l>whiche is not vpon trouth grounded</l>
                  <l>For god, whiche al thyng hath bou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ded</l>
                  <l>And ſyghe the falſeheed of his gyle</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet hym but a lytell whyle</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall reigne vpon depoſe</l>
                  <l>For ſodeynly ryght as the roſe</l>
                  <l>So ſodeynly downe he felle.</l>
                  <l>¶ In thylke tyme ſo it befelle</l>
                  <l>This newe kynge, of newe pryde</l>
                  <l>with ſtrength ſhope hym for to ryde</l>
                  <l>And ſayde he wolde to Rome faſt</l>
                  <l>wherof he made a beſye haſte</l>
                  <l>And hath aſſembled hym an hooſte</l>
                  <l>In all that euer he myght mooſt</l>
                  <l>what man that myght wepen bere</l>
                  <l>Of all he wolde none forbere</l>
                  <l>So that it myght not be nombred</l>
                  <l>The folke which after were encombred</l>
                  <l>Throughe hym, that god wolde ouer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>throw</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Anon it was at Rome knowe</l>
                  <l>The pompe, whiche that Perſe lad</l>
                  <l>And the Romaynes that tyme had</l>
                  <l>A conſull, whiche was cleped thus</l>
                  <l>By name, Paulus Emilius</l>
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                  <l>A noble, a worthy knyght withall</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche chefe was of hem all</l>
                  <l>This werre on honde hath vndertake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan he ſhulde his leue take</l>
                  <l>Of a yonge doughter, whiche was his</l>
                  <l>She wepte: and he what cauſe it is</l>
                  <l>Her aſketh: and ſhe hym anſwerde</l>
                  <l>That Perſeus is deade: and he it herde</l>
                  <l>And wondreth what ſhe meane wolde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe vpon childehode hym tolde</l>
                  <l>That Perſe her lytell hounde is deade.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that he pulleth vp his heed</l>
                  <l>And made ryght a gladde vyſage</l>
                  <l>And ſayd, howe that was a preſage</l>
                  <l>Touchende to that other Perſe</l>
                  <l>Of that fortune hym ſhulde aduerſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayth for ſuche a prenoſtyke</l>
                  <l>Mooſte of an hounde was to hym lyke</l>
                  <l>For as it is an boundes kynde</l>
                  <l>To berke vpon a man behynde</l>
                  <l>Ryghte ſo behynde his brothers backe</l>
                  <l>(with falſe wordes, whiche he ſpake)</l>
                  <l>He hath do ſlayne, and that is routh</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he, whiche hateth all vntrouthe</l>
                  <l>The hygh god it ſhall redreſſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>or ſo my doughter propheteſſe</l>
                  <l>Y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>h with her lytell houndes dothe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>keneth: and thus forth he geth</l>
                  <l>Comforted of this euydence</l>
                  <l>with the Romaynes in his defence</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the Grekes that ben comende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Perſeus as nought ſeende</l>
                  <l>This myſchefe whiche that him abode</l>
                  <l>with all his multitude rode</l>
                  <l>And prided hym vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>Of that he was become a kynge</l>
                  <l>And howe he had his reygne gete</l>
                  <l>That he hath all the ryght foryete</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth vnto gouernaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>wherof through goddes ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>It felle vpon the wynter tyde</l>
                  <l>That with his hoſte he ſhulde ryde</l>
                  <l>Ouer Danubye thylke floode</l>
                  <l>whiche all be froſſen than ſtode</l>
                  <l>So harde, that he wende wele</l>
                  <l>To paſſe, but the blynde whele</l>
                  <l>whiche tourneth ofte, er men be ware</l>
                  <l>Thilke ice, which that the horſme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> bare</l>
                  <l>To brake, ſo that a great partie</l>
                  <l>was dreynt of the chiualrie</l>
                  <l>The rerewarde it toke aweye</l>
                  <l>Came none of hem to londe drey</l>
                  <l>¶ Paulus this worthy knight romayn</l>
                  <l>By his aſpye it herde ſayne</l>
                  <l>And haſteth hym all that he may</l>
                  <l>So that vpon that other day</l>
                  <l>He came, where he this hooſt behelde</l>
                  <l>And that was in a large felde</l>
                  <l>where the baners ben diſplayed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He hath anone his men arrayde</l>
                  <l>And whan that he was enbatayled</l>
                  <l>He goth, and hath the felde aſſayled</l>
                  <l>And ſlough, and toke all that he fonde</l>
                  <l>wherof the Macedonye londe</l>
                  <l>which through king Aliſander honored</l>
                  <l>Longe tyme ſtode: was tho deuoured</l>
                  <l>To Perſe and all that infortune</l>
                  <l>They wyte, ſo that the comune</l>
                  <l>Of all the londe his heyre exile</l>
                  <l>And he diſpeyred for the whyle</l>
                  <l>Diſguyſed in a poore wede</l>
                  <l>To Rome goth: and there for nede</l>
                  <l>The crafte, whiche thylke tyme was</l>
                  <l>To worken in latou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, and in bras</l>
                  <l>He lerneth for his ſuſtenaunce</l>
                  <l>Suche was the ſonnes purueyaunce</l>
                  <l>And of his father it is ſayde</l>
                  <l>In ſtronge priſon that he was leyde</l>
                  <l>In Albe, where that he was deade</l>
                  <l>For honger and defaulte of breade</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The hounde was token and prophecie</l>
                  <l>That lyche an hounde he ſhulde dye</l>
                  <l>whiche lyche was of condition</l>
                  <l>whan he with his detraction</l>
                  <l>Barke on his brother ſo behynde</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>To what profyte a man may fynde</l>
                  <l>whiche hyndre woll an other wyght</l>
                  <l>For thy with all thyn hole myght</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, eſchewe thylke vice</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>My father elles were I nyce</l>
                  <l>For ye therfore ſo well haue ſpoke</l>
                  <l>That it is in myn herte loke</l>
                  <l>And euer ſhall: but of enuye</l>
                  <l>If there be more in his bailye</l>
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                  <l>Towardes loue, ſay me what</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne as gyle vnder the hat</l>
                  <l>with ſleyghtes of a Tregetour</l>
                  <l>Is hyd, enuye of ſuche colour</l>
                  <l>Hath yet the fourthe deceyuaunt</l>
                  <l>The whiche is cleped fals Semblaunt</l>
                  <l>wherof the mater, and the forme</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken, and I the ſhall enforme</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>Nil bilinguis aget, niſi duplo concinat ore,</l>
                     <l>Dum<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> diem loquitur nox ſua vota tegit.</l>
                     <l>Vultus habet luce<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tenebias mens, ſermo ſalute<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                     </l>
                     <l>Actus ſed morbum dat ſuus eſſe grauem.</l>
                     <l>Pax tibi qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſpo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>det, magis eſt prenoſtica guerre</l>
                     <l>Commoda ſi dederit, diſce ſubeſſe dolum.</l>
                     <l>Quod pater eſſe fides in eo fraus eſt<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> politi</l>
                     <l>Principium pacti finis habere negat,</l>
                     <l>O quem condicio talis de<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ormat amantem</l>
                     <l>Qui magis apparens eſt in amore nihil.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat Conffeſſor ſuper quarta ſpecie in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>e / que Diſſimulacio dicitur, cuius vuſtus quanto maioris amicicie apparenciam oftendit / <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>te ſubtiſioris doſi fallacias ad decipiendum m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> maginatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of fals Semblaunt if I ſhall tell</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other it is the welle</l>
                  <l>Out of the whiche deceyt floweth</l>
                  <l>There is no man ſo wyſe, that knoweth</l>
                  <l>Of thylke flode, whiche is the tyde</l>
                  <l>He howe he ſhulde hym ſelfen guyde</l>
                  <l>To take ſaufe paſſage there</l>
                  <l>And yet the wynde to mans ere</l>
                  <l>Is ſofte, and as it ſemeth oute</l>
                  <l>It maketh clere weder all aboute</l>
                  <l>But thought it ſeme, it is not ſo</l>
                  <l>For fals S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>mblaunt hath euer mo</l>
                  <l>Of his counſayll in companye</l>
                  <l>The derke vntrewe hipocryſye</l>
                  <l>whoſe worde diſcordeth to his thought</l>
                  <l>For thy they ben to gyder brought</l>
                  <l>Of one couyne, of one houſ holde</l>
                  <l>As it ſhall after this be tolde</l>
                  <l>Of fals Semblaunt it nedeth nought</l>
                  <l>To telle of olde enſamples ought</l>
                  <l>For all day in experyence</l>
                  <l>A man may ſee thylke euydence</l>
                  <l>Of fayre wordes, whiche he hereth</l>
                  <l>But yet the barge enuye ſtereth</l>
                  <l>And halt it euer fro the londe</l>
                  <l>which fals Semblau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t with ore in hond</l>
                  <l>It roweth, and woll not arryue</l>
                  <l>But let it on the wawes dryue</l>
                  <l>In great tempeſt, and great debate</l>
                  <l>wherof that loue and his eſtate</l>
                  <l>Empeyreth: And therfore I rede</l>
                  <l>My ſonne that thou fle and drede</l>
                  <l>This vyce: and what that other ſeyn</l>
                  <l>Let thy ſemblaunt be trewe and pleyn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For fals Semblaunt is thylke vice</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer was without office</l>
                  <l>where that enuye thynketh to gyle</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be for that ylke whyle</l>
                  <l>Of pryue counſayll meſſagere</l>
                  <l>For whan his ſemblaunt is moſte clere</l>
                  <l>Than is he moſte derke in his thought</l>
                  <l>Thought men hym ſe they knowe hym nought</l>
                  <l>But as it ſheweth in the glas</l>
                  <l>Thynge whiche therin neuer was</l>
                  <l>So ſheweth it in his vyſage</l>
                  <l>That neuer was in his courage</l>
                  <l>Thus doth he all his thing by ſleyghte</l>
                  <l>¶ Nowe lay thy conſeyence in weyght</l>
                  <l>My good ſonne, and ſhryue the here</l>
                  <l>If thou were euer cuſtomere</l>
                  <l>To fals Semblaunt in any wyſe.</l>
                  <l>¶ For ought I can me yet auyſe</l>
                  <l>My good father certes no</l>
                  <l>If I for loue haue don ſo</l>
                  <l>Nowe aſketh, I wolde pray yowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For elles I wot neuer howe</l>
                  <l>Of fals ſemblaunt that I haue gylt</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne and ſethin that thou wylt</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall aſke, gab nought</l>
                  <l>But telle, if euer was thy thought</l>
                  <l>with fals Semblaunt and Couerture</l>
                  <l>To wytte of any creature</l>
                  <l>Howe that he was with loue ladde</l>
                  <l>So were he ſory, were he gladde</l>
                  <l>whan that thou wyſtyſt howe it were</l>
                  <l>All that he rouneth in thyn ere</l>
                  <l>Thou toldeſt forth in other place</l>
                  <l>To ſetten hym fro loues grace</l>
                  <l>Of what woman that the beſt lyſte</l>
                  <l>There as no man his counſeyll wyſt</l>
                  <l>But thou, by whome he was deceyued</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and from his purpoſe weyued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thoughteſt that his diſturbaunce</l>
                  <l>Thyn owne cauſe ſhulde auaunce</l>
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                  <l>As who ſayth, I am ſo ſelce</l>
                  <l>There may no mannes priuete</l>
                  <l>Ben heled halue ſo well as myn</l>
                  <l>Arte thou my ſonne of ſuche engyn</l>
                  <l>Telle on? My good father nay</l>
                  <l>As for the more parte I ſaye</l>
                  <l>But of ſomedele I am beknowe</l>
                  <l>That I may ſtonde in thylke rowe</l>
                  <l>Amonge hem, that ſlaundres vſe</l>
                  <l>I woll not me therof excuſe</l>
                  <l>That I with ſuche colour ne ſteyne</l>
                  <l>whan I my beſt ſemblant feyne</l>
                  <l>To my felowe tyll that I wote</l>
                  <l>All his counſeylle bothe colde and hote</l>
                  <l>For by that cauſe I make hym chere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ll I his loue knowe, and here</l>
                  <l>And if ſo be myn hert ſoucheth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ought vnto my lady toucheth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that he woll me telle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> I renne vnto the welle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> water in the fyre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> his carre amyd the myre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> I haue his counſayle knowe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſyth I ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> he weneth beſt to ſtonde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> this I do you vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> man loue elles where</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> my lady be nought there</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> tell, I wyll it hyde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> no worde eſcape aſyde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> diſceyte of no ſemblaunt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>cke I no couenaunt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>keth <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>at in other place</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> no man of his grace</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> to be inquiſitife</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>we an other mans lyfe</l>
                  <l>where that he loue, or loue nought</l>
                  <l>That toucheth nothing to my thought</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> it paſſeth through myn care</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> as a thynge that neuer were</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> foryete, and layde beſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> if it touche on any ſyde</l>
                  <l>My lady, as I haue er ſpoken</l>
                  <l>My ne<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>es ben nought than loken</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For certes whan that betyt</l>
                  <l>My wyll myn herte, and all my wytte</l>
                  <l>Ben fully ſette to herken and ſpere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hat any man woll ſpeke of her</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus haue I feyned company</l>
                  <l>Full ofte, for I wolde aſpye</l>
                  <l>what thynge it is, that any man</l>
                  <l>Telle of my worthy lady can</l>
                  <l>And for two cauſes I do this</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte cauſe wherof is</l>
                  <l>If that I myght herken and ſeke</l>
                  <l>That any man of her myſſpeke</l>
                  <l>I woll excuſe her ſo fully</l>
                  <l>That whan ſhe wyſt it inderly</l>
                  <l>Myn hope ſhulde be the more</l>
                  <l>To haue her thanke for euermore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other cauſe, I you aſſure</l>
                  <l>Is, why that I by couerture</l>
                  <l>Haue feyned ſemblaunt ofte tyme</l>
                  <l>To them that paſſen all day byme</l>
                  <l>And ben louers as well as I</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For this I wene truely</l>
                  <l>That there is of hem all none</l>
                  <l>That they ne louen euery chone</l>
                  <l>My lady. For ſothelyche I leue</l>
                  <l>And durſt ſetten it in preue</l>
                  <l>Is none ſo wyſe that ſhulde aſterte</l>
                  <l>But he were luſtles in his herte</l>
                  <l>For why, and he my lady ſye</l>
                  <l>Her vyſage, and her goodly eye</l>
                  <l>But he her loued, er he went</l>
                  <l>And for that ſuche is myn entent</l>
                  <l>That is the cauſe of myn aſpye</l>
                  <l>why that I feyne company</l>
                  <l>And make felowe ouer all</l>
                  <l>For gladly wolde I knowen all</l>
                  <l>And holde me couerte alwaye</l>
                  <l>That I fulle ofte ye or naye</l>
                  <l>Ne lyſt anſwere in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>But feynynge ſemblaunt as the wyſe</l>
                  <l>And herken tales tyll I knowe</l>
                  <l>My ladyes louers all arowe</l>
                  <l>And whan I here, howe they wrought</l>
                  <l>I fare as though I herde nought</l>
                  <l>And as I no worde vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>But that is nothynge for her good</l>
                  <l>For leueth well, and ſoth is this</l>
                  <l>That whan I knowe all howe it is</l>
                  <l>I woll but forthren hem alyte</l>
                  <l>But all the werſte I can endyte</l>
                  <l>I tell it vnto my lady plat</l>
                  <l>For fortherynge of myn owne eſtate</l>
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                  <l>And hyndre them all that euer I maye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for all that yet dare I ſaye</l>
                  <l>I fynde vnto my ſelfe no bote</l>
                  <l>All though myn herte nedes mote</l>
                  <l>Through ſtrength of loue al that I here</l>
                  <l>Diſcouer vnto my lady dere</l>
                  <l>For in good feyth I haue no myght</l>
                  <l>To hele fro that ſwete wyght</l>
                  <l>If that it toucheth her any thynge</l>
                  <l>But this wote well the heuen kynge</l>
                  <l>That ſythen fyrſt the worlde began</l>
                  <l>Vnto none other ſtraunge man</l>
                  <l>Ne feyned I ſemblaunt ne chere</l>
                  <l>To wyte or aſke of his matere</l>
                  <l>Though that he loueth .x. or twelue</l>
                  <l>whan it was nought my ladyes ſelue</l>
                  <l>But if he wolde aſke any rede</l>
                  <l>Alonlyche of his owne hede</l>
                  <l>Howe he with other loues ferde</l>
                  <l>His tales with myn eares I herde</l>
                  <l>But to myn herte came it nought</l>
                  <l>Ne ſanke no depper in my thought</l>
                  <l>But helde counſayle, as I was bede</l>
                  <l>And tolde it neuer in other ſtede</l>
                  <l>But let it paſſen, as it come</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe father ſay, what is thy dome</l>
                  <l>And howe thou wolt, that I be peyned</l>
                  <l>For ſuche ſemblaunt as I haue feyned.</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne if reaſon be well peyſed</l>
                  <l>There may no vertue be vnpreyſed</l>
                  <l>Ne vyce none be ſette in pryſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne, if thou be wyſe</l>
                  <l>Do no viſer vpon thy face</l>
                  <l>whiche as woll not thyn herte embrace</l>
                  <l>For if thou do, within a throwe</l>
                  <l>To other men it ſhall be knowe</l>
                  <l>So myght thou lyghtly falle in blame</l>
                  <l>And leſe a great parte of thy name</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles in this degre</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tyme thou myght ſe</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche men, as nowe a day</l>
                  <l>This vice ſetten in aſſaye</l>
                  <l>I ſpeke it for no mannes blame</l>
                  <l>But for to warne the, the ſame</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne as I may here talke</l>
                  <l>In euery place where I walke</l>
                  <l>I not, if it be ſo or none</l>
                  <l>But it is many dayes gone</l>
                  <l>That I fyrſt herde telle this</l>
                  <l>Howe falſe Semblaunt hath be, and is</l>
                  <l>Moſt comonly from yere to yere</l>
                  <l>with them that dwelle amonge vs here</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche as we Lumbardes calle</l>
                  <l>For they ben the ſlyeſt of all</l>
                  <l>So as men ſayne in towne about</l>
                  <l>To feyne and ſhewe thynge without</l>
                  <l>whiche is reuers to that within</l>
                  <l>wherof that they full ofte wynne</l>
                  <l>whan they by reaſon ſhulde leſe</l>
                  <l>They ben the laſt, and yet they cheſe</l>
                  <l>And we the fyrſte, and yet behynde</l>
                  <l>we gone, there as we ſhulden fynde</l>
                  <l>The profyte of our owne londe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus gone they free without bonde</l>
                  <l>To done her profyte all at large</l>
                  <l>And other men beare all the charge</l>
                  <l>Of Lumbardes vnto this couyne</l>
                  <l>(whiche all londes conne engyne)</l>
                  <l>May falſe Semblaunt in eſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Be lykened: for they ouer all</l>
                  <l>where that they thynke for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>Amonge them ſelfe, ſo as they telle</l>
                  <l>Fyrſte ben enformed for to lere</l>
                  <l>A crafte, whiche cleped is Facrere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if Facrere come about</l>
                  <l>Than afterwarde hem ſtant no doubte</l>
                  <l>To voyde with a ſubtile honde</l>
                  <l>The beſt goodes of the londe</l>
                  <l>And brynge chaffe, and take corne</l>
                  <l>where as Facrere goth beforne</l>
                  <l>In all his weye he fynt no lette</l>
                  <l>That dore can none vſſher ſhette</l>
                  <l>In whiche he lyſt to take entre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the counſayle moſt ſecre</l>
                  <l>Of euery thynge Facrere knoweth</l>
                  <l>whiche in to ſtraunge place he bloweth</l>
                  <l>where as he wote it may moſte greue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus Facrere maketh beleue</l>
                  <l>So that full ofte he hath deceyued</l>
                  <l>Er that he may ben apperceyued</l>
                  <l>Thus is this vyce for to drede</l>
                  <l>Fr who theſe olde bokes rede</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche enſamples as we are</l>
                  <l>Hym ought be the more ware</l>
                  <l>Of all tho that feyne chere</l>
                  <l>wherof thou ſhalte a tale here</l>
               </lg>
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               <head>¶ Hic p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>nit Confeſſor exemplum contra iftos, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ui ſuo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> diffimulate beniuoſentie ſpecuſo alios in amore defrandant, Et narrat quafiter Hercules cum ipſe quoddam flunium enius vada non nonit cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> D<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>nyra tranſmeaie propoſuit / ſupueniens <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>eſſus g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>gas ob amicitiam Hercuſis, vt dixit <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>nyram <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>n vſnas ſuas ſuſcipiens, tra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s ripam <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ver duxit. Et ſtatim cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ad litus perueniſſet qu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o currete potuit, ipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tanqua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> propriam in prei<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ud<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>im Herculis aſportare fugiens cona<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>r. Pe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> quod no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſoſum ipſi ſed etiam Hercuſi <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rt<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e euentum fortuna poſtmodum cauſauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of fals ſemblant, whiche is beleued</l>
                  <l>Ful many a worthy wyght is greued</l>
                  <l>And was longe tyme or we was bore</l>
                  <l>To the my ſonne I wyll therfore</l>
                  <l>A tale tell, of fals Semblaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche falſeth many a couenaunt</l>
                  <l>And many a fraude of fals counſaylle</l>
                  <l>There be hongend vpon his ſeyle</l>
                  <l>And that aboughten gylteles</l>
                  <l>Bothe De<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>anyre, and Hercules</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> whiche in greate diſeſe fell</l>
                  <l>Through fals Semblau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t, as I ſhall tell</l>
                  <l>¶ whan Hercules within a throwe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> hath his hert throwe</l>
                  <l>Vpon this fayre De<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>anyre</l>
                  <l>It tell hym on a day deſyre</l>
                  <l>Vpon a ryuer as be ſtode</l>
                  <l>That paſſe he wolde ouer the floode</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ithout bote, and with hym lede</l>
                  <l>His loue, but he was in drede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> tendreſſe of that ſwete wight</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he knewe not the forde aryght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There was a geaunt than nygh</l>
                  <l>whiche Neſſus hyght: &amp; whan he ſygh</l>
                  <l>This Hercules and De<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>anire</l>
                  <l>within his herte he gan conſpire</l>
                  <l>As he whiche through his trechery</l>
                  <l>Hath Hercules in great enuye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>iche he bare in his herte loke</l>
                  <l>And than he thought it ſhall be wroke</l>
                  <l>But he ne durſte netheles</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ne this worthye Hercules</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>all<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> in debate, as for to feyght</l>
                  <l>But f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>yned Semblaunt all by ſleyght</l>
                  <l>Of frendſhip, and of all good</l>
                  <l>And cometh, where as they both ſtode</l>
                  <l>And maketh hem all the chere be can</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, that as her owne man</l>
                  <l>He is all redy for to do</l>
                  <l>what thynge be may: and it fel ſo</l>
                  <l>That they vpon his Semblaunte tryſte</l>
                  <l>And aſken hym, if that he wyſte</l>
                  <l>what thynge hem were beſte to done</l>
                  <l>So that they myghten ſaufe and ſone</l>
                  <l>The water paſſe, he and ſhe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan Neſſus the priuete</l>
                  <l>Knewe of her herte, what it ment</l>
                  <l>As he, that was of double entent</l>
                  <l>He made hem ryght a gladde viſage</l>
                  <l>And whan he herde of the paſſage</l>
                  <l>Of hym and her, he thought gyle</l>
                  <l>And feyneth Semblant for a while</l>
                  <l>To done hem pleſaunce and ſeruyſe</l>
                  <l>But he thought all an other wyſe</l>
                  <l>¶This Neſſus with his wordes ſlye</l>
                  <l>yafe ſuche counſeyle tofore her eye</l>
                  <l>whiche ſemed outwarde profytable</l>
                  <l>And was within deceyuable</l>
                  <l>He had hem of the ſtremes depe</l>
                  <l>That they beware, and take kepe</l>
                  <l>So as they knowe not the paſſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for to helpe in ſuche a cas</l>
                  <l>He ſayth hym ſelfe, that for her eaſe</l>
                  <l>He wolde, if that it myghte hem pleaſe</l>
                  <l>The paſſage of the water take</l>
                  <l>And for this lady vndertake</l>
                  <l>To beare her to that other ſtronde</l>
                  <l>And ſaufe to ſette her vp a londe</l>
                  <l>And Hercules may than alſo</l>
                  <l>The weye knowe, howe he ſhall go</l>
                  <l>¶And therto they accorden all</l>
                  <l>But what as after ſhall befall</l>
                  <l>well payd was Hercules of this</l>
                  <l>And this Geaunt alſo gladde is</l>
                  <l>And toke this lady vp alofte</l>
                  <l>And ſet her on his ſhulder ſofte</l>
                  <l>And in the flode began to wade</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche no grutchynge made</l>
                  <l>And bare her ouer ſaufe and ſounde</l>
                  <l>But whan be ſtode on drye ground</l>
                  <l>And Hercules was ferre behynde</l>
                  <l>He ſet his trouth all oute of mynde</l>
                  <l>who ſo therof be lefe or loth</l>
                  <l>with Deianyre forth he goth</l>
                  <l>As he that thought to diſſeuer</l>
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                  <l>The companye of hem for euer</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Hercules therof toke hede</l>
                  <l>As faſte as euer he myght hym ſpede</l>
                  <l>He hyeth after in a throwe</l>
                  <l>And hapneth that he hadde a bowe</l>
                  <l>The whiche in all haſt he bende</l>
                  <l>As he that wolde an arowe ſende</l>
                  <l>whiche he tofore had enuenymed</l>
                  <l>He hath ſo well his ſhotte tymed</l>
                  <l>That he hym through the body ſmette</l>
                  <l>And thus the falſe wyght he lette</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But liſte nowe, ſuche a felony</l>
                  <l>whan Neſſus wyſt he ſhulde dye</l>
                  <l>He toke to Deianyre his ſherte</l>
                  <l>whiche with the bloud was of his hert</l>
                  <l>Through out diſteyned ouer all</l>
                  <l>And tolde howe ſhe it kepe ſhall</l>
                  <l>And priuely to this entent</l>
                  <l>That if her lorde his herte went</l>
                  <l>To loue in any other place</l>
                  <l>This ſhert be ſayth hath ſuche a grace</l>
                  <l>That if ſhe may ſo mochel make</l>
                  <l>That he the ſherte vpon hym take</l>
                  <l>He ſhall all other lette in veyne</l>
                  <l>And tourne vnto her loue ageyne</l>
                  <l>¶who was tho gladde but Deianyre?</l>
                  <l>Her thought her herte was on a fyre</l>
                  <l>Tyll it was in her cofer loke</l>
                  <l>So that no worde therof was ſpoke.</l>
                  <l>¶The dayes gone the yeres paſſe</l>
                  <l>The hertes waxen laſſe and laſſe</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that be to loue vntrewe</l>
                  <l>This Hercules with hert newe</l>
                  <l>His loue hath ſet on Eolen</l>
                  <l>And therof ſpoken all men</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Eolen, this fayre mayde</l>
                  <l>was (as men thylke tyme ſayde)</l>
                  <l>The kynges doughter of Euryce</l>
                  <l>And ſhe made Hercules ſo nyce</l>
                  <l>Vpon her loue, and ſo aſſote</l>
                  <l>That he hym clotheth in her cote</l>
                  <l>And ſhe in his was cladde full ofte</l>
                  <l>And thus febleſſe is ſet alofte</l>
                  <l>And ſtrengthe was put vnder fote</l>
                  <l>There can no man therof do bote</l>
                  <l>whan Deianyre hath herd this ſpeche</l>
                  <l>There was no ſorowe for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>Of other helpe wote ſhe none</l>
                  <l>But goth vnto her coufer anone</l>
                  <l>with wepend eye, and wofull herte</l>
                  <l>She toke oute thylke vnhappy ſherte</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that wend wel to do</l>
                  <l>And brought her werke about ſo</l>
                  <l>That Hercules this ſhert on dede</l>
                  <l>To ſuche entent, and as ſhe was bede</l>
                  <l>Of Neſſus, ſo as I ſayde er</l>
                  <l>But therof was ſhe nought the ner</l>
                  <l>As no fortune may be weyued</l>
                  <l>with falſe Semblant ſhe was deceyued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Than wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſhe wende beſt haue wonne</l>
                  <l>She loſt all that ſhe hath begonne</l>
                  <l>For thylke ſherte vnto the bone</l>
                  <l>His body ſette a fyre anone</l>
                  <l>And cleueth ſo, it may not twynne</l>
                  <l>For the venym, that was therin</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he than as a wylde man</l>
                  <l>Vnto the hygh wodde he ranne</l>
                  <l>And as the clerke Ouyde telleth</l>
                  <l>The great trees to grounde he felleth</l>
                  <l>with ſtrength of his owne myght</l>
                  <l>And made an hughe fyre vpryght</l>
                  <l>And lepte hym ſelfe therin at ones</l>
                  <l>And bre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t him ſelfe both fleſſhe &amp; bones</l>
                  <l>which thing cam through falſe ſe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>blant</l>
                  <l>That fals Neſſus the Geant</l>
                  <l>Made vnto hym, and to his wyfe</l>
                  <l>wherof that he hath loſte his lyfe</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ſory for euermo.</l>
                  <l>¶For thy my ſonne er the be wo</l>
                  <l>I rede, be wel ware therfore</l>
                  <l>For whan ſo great a man was lore</l>
                  <l>It ought to yeue a great conceyte</l>
                  <l>To warne all other of ſuche deceyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Graunt mercy father, I am ware</l>
                  <l>So fer, that I no more dare</l>
                  <l>Of fals Semblaunt take acqueintaunce</l>
                  <l>But rather I wol do penaunce</l>
                  <l>That I haue feyned chereer this</l>
                  <l>Nowe aſketh forth, what ſo there is</l>
                  <l>Of that belongeth to my ſhryfte</l>
                  <l>My ſonne yet there is the fyfte</l>
                  <l>whiche is conceyued of enuye</l>
                  <l>And clepend is Supplantarye</l>
                  <l>Through whoſe compaſſement and gile</l>
                  <l>Ful many hath loſte his while</l>
                  <l>In loue, as wel as other wyſe</l>
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                  <l>Here after as I ſhall deuyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Inuidus alterius eſt ſupplantator honoris</l>
                  <l>Et tua quo vertat culmina ſubtus arat.</l>
                  <l>Eſt opus occultu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, q<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſi quae latet anguis in herba,</l>
                  <l>Quod fac<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t, et ſubita ſorte nociuus adeſt.</l>
                  <l>Sic tubtilis amans alium ſupplantat amantem.</l>
                  <l>Et capit occulte, quod nequit ipſe palam</l>
                  <l>Sepe<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> ſupplantans in plantam plantat amoris,</l>
                  <l>Quod putat in propriis alter habere bonis.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic fractat Conffeſſor de quinta ſpecie Inui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>die, que ſurplantacio dicitur, cuius cultor priuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onam ve<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>cipiatur aliene dignitatis et officii mul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ne intruſor exiſtens.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The vyce of Supplantacyon</l>
                  <l>with many a fals collacyon</l>
                  <l>whiche he conſpireth all vnknowe</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tyme hath ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>The worſhip of another man</l>
                  <l>So wel no lyfe awayte can</l>
                  <l>Ayene his ſleyght for to caſte</l>
                  <l>That he his purpoſe at the laſte</l>
                  <l>He hath, er that it be withſet</l>
                  <l>But me<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>te of all his hert is ſet</l>
                  <l>In court, vpon theſe great offices</l>
                  <l>Or dignytes and benifyces</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s goth he with his ſleyghte about</l>
                  <l>To hynder, and ſhoue another out</l>
                  <l>A <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>tenden with his ſlyghe compas</l>
                  <l>Inſtede there another was</l>
                  <l>And ſo to ſet hym ſelfe ynne</l>
                  <l>He recheth not be ſo he wynne</l>
                  <l>Of that another man ſhall leſe</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d thus full ofte chalke for cheſe</l>
                  <l>He chaungeth with full lytell coſte</l>
                  <l>wherof another hath the loſte</l>
                  <l>And be the profyte ſhall receyue</l>
                  <l>For his fortune is to deceyue</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d for to chaunge vpon the whele</l>
                  <l>His wo with other mens wele</l>
                  <l>Of that another man aualeth</l>
                  <l>His owne aſtate thus he vp haleth</l>
                  <l>And taketh the byrde to his beyete</l>
                  <l>where other men the buſſbes bete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne and in the ſame wyſe</l>
                  <l>There be louers of ſuche empryſe</l>
                  <l>That ſhapen hem to be relyeued</l>
                  <l>where it is wronge, to be acheued</l>
                  <l>For it is other mans ryght</l>
                  <l>whiche he hath take day and nyght</l>
                  <l>To kepe for his owne ſtore</l>
                  <l>Toward hym ſelfe for euermore</l>
                  <l>And is his proper by the lawe</l>
                  <l>whiche thynge that aſketh no felawe</l>
                  <l>If loue holde his conuenaunt</l>
                  <l>But they that worchen by ſupplant</l>
                  <l>yet wolden ſuche a man ſupplant</l>
                  <l>And take a part of thylke plant</l>
                  <l>whiche he hath for hym ſelfe ſet</l>
                  <l>And ſo ful ofte is all vnknet</l>
                  <l>That ſome man weneth be ryght faſte</l>
                  <l>For Supplaunt with his ſly caſt</l>
                  <l>Full ofte happeneth for to mowe</l>
                  <l>Thyng, which another man hath ſowe</l>
                  <l>And maketh common of propyrte</l>
                  <l>with ſleyght, and with ſubtylte</l>
                  <l>As men may ſen from yere to yere</l>
                  <l>Thus cleymeth he the bote to ſtere</l>
                  <l>Of whiche another mayſter is</l>
                  <l>¶ For thy my ſonne if thou er this</l>
                  <l>Haſte ben of ſuche profeſſion</l>
                  <l>Dyſcouer thy Confeſſion</l>
                  <l>Haſt thou ſupplanted any man?</l>
                  <l>¶ For ought that I you telle can</l>
                  <l>Myn holy father as of dede</l>
                  <l>I am withouten any drede</l>
                  <l>And gilteles: but of my thought</l>
                  <l>My conſcience excuſe I nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For were it wronge or wer it ryght</l>
                  <l>Me lyketh no thynge but myght</l>
                  <l>That I ne wolde longe er this</l>
                  <l>Of other mans loue Iwys</l>
                  <l>By wey of ſupplantatyon</l>
                  <l>Haue madde appropryacyon</l>
                  <l>And holde that I neuer nought</l>
                  <l>Thoughe it another man forthought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And all this ſpeke I but of one</l>
                  <l>For whome I lete all other gone</l>
                  <l>But her I may not ouerpaſſe</l>
                  <l>That I ne mote alwey compaſſe</l>
                  <l>We rought not by what queyntyſe</l>
                  <l>So that I myght in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>Fro ſuche, that my lady ſerue</l>
                  <l>Her hert make for to ſwerue</l>
                  <l>without any parte of loue</l>
                  <l>For by the goddes all aboue</l>
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                  <l>I wolde it myght ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That I alone ſhuld hem all</l>
                  <l>Supplant, and welde her at my wylle</l>
                  <l>And that thynge may I nought fulfylle</l>
                  <l>But if I ſhulde ſtrength make</l>
                  <l>And that dare I nought vndertake</l>
                  <l>Though I were as was Alyſander</l>
                  <l>For therof myght ryſe a ſklander</l>
                  <l>And certes that ſhall I do neuer</l>
                  <l>For in good feyth yet hadde I leuer</l>
                  <l>In my ſympleſſe for to dye</l>
                  <l>Than worche ſuche ſupplantarye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of other wyſe I woll not ſay</l>
                  <l>That if I fonde a ſyker way</l>
                  <l>I wolde as for concluſyon</l>
                  <l>worche after ſupplantation</l>
                  <l>So hyghe a loue for to wynne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe father, if that this be ſynne</l>
                  <l>I am redy to redreſſe</l>
                  <l>The gylt, of whiche I me confeſſe.</l>
                  <l>¶My good ſonne as of ſupplant</l>
                  <l>The dare not drede tant ne quant</l>
                  <l>As for no thynge that I haue herde</l>
                  <l>But onely that thou haſte miſferde</l>
                  <l>Thynkend: and that me lyketh nought</l>
                  <l>For god beholt a mans thought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if thou vnderſtode in ſoth</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe what it doth</l>
                  <l>A man to ben a ſupplantour</l>
                  <l>Thou woldeſt for thyn owne honour</l>
                  <l>By double way take kepe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſte for thyn owne eſtate to keke</l>
                  <l>To be thy ſelfe ſo well be thought</l>
                  <l>That thou ſupplanted were nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke for worſhip of thy name</l>
                  <l>Towardes other do the ſame</l>
                  <l>And ſuffer euery man haue his</l>
                  <l>But netheles it was and is</l>
                  <l>That in awayte at all aſſayes</l>
                  <l>Supplant of loue in our wayes</l>
                  <l>The leef full ofte for the leuer</l>
                  <l>Forſaketh, and ſo it hath done euer</l>
                  <l>Enſample I fynde therupon</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Agamemnon de amore Breffeide Achillem, et Diomedes de amore Cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeide Troilum ſupplantauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶At Troye howe that Agamemnon</l>
                  <l>Supplanted the worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>Achilles, for that ſwete wyghte</l>
                  <l>whiche named was Briſſeida</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And alſo of Cryſeyda</l>
                  <l>whome Troylus to loue ches</l>
                  <l>Supplanted hath Diomedes</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Amphitrium ſocium ſuum Getam qui Alemenam peramauit, ſeipſum loco alterius cautelo ſa ſupplantacione ſubſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of Geta and Amphitryone</l>
                  <l>That whilom were both as one</l>
                  <l>Of frendſhip and of companye</l>
                  <l>I rede howe that Supplantarye</l>
                  <l>In loue, as it betyd tho</l>
                  <l>Begyled hath one of hem two</l>
                  <l>For this Geta, that I of mene</l>
                  <l>To whom the luſty fayre Alemene</l>
                  <l>Aſſured was by wey of loue</l>
                  <l>whan he beſte wende haue ben aboue</l>
                  <l>And ſykereſt of that he hadde</l>
                  <l>Cupido ſo the cauſe ladde</l>
                  <l>That whyle he was oute of the weye</l>
                  <l>Amphitrion her loue aweye</l>
                  <l>Hath take, &amp; in this forme he wrought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By nyght vnto the chambre he ſought</l>
                  <l>where that ſhe lay: and with a wyle</l>
                  <l>He counterfeteth for the whyle</l>
                  <l>The voys of Geet, in ſuche a wyle</l>
                  <l>That made her of her bedde aryſe</l>
                  <l>wenende, that it were he</l>
                  <l>And lete hym in: and whan they be</l>
                  <l>To gyder a bedde in armes faſte</l>
                  <l>This Geta cam than at laſte</l>
                  <l>Vnto the dore, and ſayde vndo</l>
                  <l>And ſhe anſwered, and badde hym go</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, howe that a bed all warme</l>
                  <l>Her lyefe lay naked in her arme</l>
                  <l>She wende, that it were ſoth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo what ſupplant of loue doth</l>
                  <l>This Geta forth beiaped went</l>
                  <l>And yet ne wyſt he, what it ment</l>
                  <l>Amphitrion hym hath ſupplanted</l>
                  <l>with ſleyght of loue, and her enchau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ted</l>
                  <l>And thus put euery man oute other</l>
                  <l>The ſhip of loue hath loſt his rother</l>
                  <l>So that he can no reſone ſtere</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke of this mattere</l>
                  <l>Touchende loue, and his ſupplaunt</l>
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                  <l>A tale, whiche is accordaunt</l>
                  <l>Vnto thyn care I thynke enforme</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken, for this is the forme.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> amoris cauſa contra fraude<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> detractio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Confeſſor exemplum / Et narrat de <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Romani imperatoris filio / qui probitates <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>um ſuper omnia exercere affectans, neſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>en<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ita mare in partes Perſie ad defer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>dum Soſdan<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſuper guerras cil ſolo miſite <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſuo ignotus ſe tranſtulit, Et cum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> fama ſuper altes ibidem celſior <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> contigit vt in quodam bello contra <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Egipti <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, ſoſdanus a ſagitia mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> priuſquam moreretur quenda<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tetiſſimi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>to nobili Romano <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> qualiter filia ſua ſub paterne <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> vinculo aduirata eſt. ꝙ quicum<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> afferret, ipſum in coninge<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Defuncto autem Soldan<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ayre dicitur, itinerantes <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſuo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>uius miſteru <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tanter a burſa demini <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> que audiuit vſui <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> appſiciuit <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſic ſer <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Soldani filta, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of thylke citie chiefe of all</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e men the noble Rome call</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſet to Chriſtes fayth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>, as the cronyke ſayth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rour, the whiche it ladde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> that he no werres hadde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> thynge diſobeyſaunt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> to Rome appertenaunt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> was tourned in to reſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> it thought hem for the beſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> it thought nothynge ſo</l>
                  <l>And that was onely vnto tho</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> herte ſtode vpon knyghthode</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> moſt of all his manhode</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> worthy ſonne of the emperour</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> wolde ben a werriour</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that was chyualrous</l>
                  <l>Of worldes fame and deſyrous</l>
                  <l>Began his father to beſeche</l>
                  <l>That he the werres myght ſeche</l>
                  <l>In ſtraunge marches for to ryde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His father ſayde he ſhulde abyde</l>
                  <l>And wolde graunt hym no leue</l>
                  <l>But he whiche wolde nought beleue</l>
                  <l>A knyght of his, to whom he tryſt</l>
                  <l>Ryght euen as he thought and lyſt</l>
                  <l>He toke and tolde hym his courage</l>
                  <l>That he purpoſeth a vyage</l>
                  <l>If that fortune with hym ſtonde</l>
                  <l>He ſayde, that he wolde fonde</l>
                  <l>The great ſee to paſſe vnknowe</l>
                  <l>And there abyde for a throwe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the werres to trauayle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And to this poynt without fayle</l>
                  <l>This knyghte whan he hath herde his lorde</l>
                  <l>Is ſwore, &amp; ſtant of his accorde</l>
                  <l>And they that bothe yonge were</l>
                  <l>So that in preuy counſayle there</l>
                  <l>They ben aſſented for to wende</l>
                  <l>And thervpon to make an ende</l>
                  <l>Treaſure inough with hem they token</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan the tyme is beſt they loken</l>
                  <l>That ſodenlyche in a galeye</l>
                  <l>Fro Rome londe they wente their wey</l>
                  <l>And londed vpon that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>The worlde ſelle ſo that ylke tyde</l>
                  <l>whiche euer his happes hath diuerſe</l>
                  <l>The great Soldan than of Perſe</l>
                  <l>Ayene the Calyphe of Egypte</l>
                  <l>A werre, whiche that hym beclypte</l>
                  <l>Hath in a marche coſteaunt</l>
                  <l>And he whiche was a purſyuaunt</l>
                  <l>worſhyppe of armes to atteyne</l>
                  <l>This Romayne an one let ordeyne</l>
                  <l>That he was redye euery dele</l>
                  <l>And whan he was arrayed wele</l>
                  <l>Of euery thyng, whiche hym belo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
                  <l>Straught vnto Rayre his weye he tongeth</l>
                  <l>wher he the ſoudan than londe</l>
                  <l>And aſketh, that within his londe</l>
                  <l>He myght hym for the werre ſerue</l>
                  <l>As he whiche woll his thanke deſerue</l>
                  <l>The ſoldan was ryght glad withall</l>
                  <l>And well the more in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>whan that he wyſt he was Romayne</l>
                  <l>But what he was elles incertayne</l>
                  <l>That myght he wyte by no waye</l>
                  <l>And thus the knyght of whom I ſay</l>
                  <l>Towarde the Souldan is belefte</l>
                  <l>And in the marches nowe and efte</l>
                  <l>where that the dedely werres were</l>
                  <l>He wrought ſuche knyghthode there</l>
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                  <l>That euery man ſpake of hym good</l>
                  <l>And thylke tyme ſo it ſtode</l>
                  <l>This myghty Soldan by his wyfe</l>
                  <l>A doughter hath, that in this lyfe</l>
                  <l>Men ſayde there was none ſo feyre</l>
                  <l>She ſhulde ben her fathers beyre</l>
                  <l>And was of yeres rype ynough</l>
                  <l>Her beaute many an hert drough</l>
                  <l>To bowe to that ylke lawe</l>
                  <l>Fro whiche no lyfe may be withdrawe</l>
                  <l>And that is loue, whoſe nature</l>
                  <l>Set lyfe and deth in a venture</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that knyghthode vndertake</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>This luſty peyne hath ouertake</l>
                  <l>The hert of this Romayn ſo ſore</l>
                  <l>That to knyghthode more and more</l>
                  <l>Proweſſe auaunteth his courage</l>
                  <l>Lyche to the lyon in his rage</l>
                  <l>Fro whom that all beſtes flee</l>
                  <l>Suche was this knyght in his degre</l>
                  <l>where he was armed in the felde</l>
                  <l>Ther durſt none abyde his ſhelde</l>
                  <l>Great pryce vpon the werres he hadde</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche all the chaunce ladde</l>
                  <l>Fortune ſhope the marches ſo</l>
                  <l>That by thaſſent of bothe two</l>
                  <l>The Soldan and the Calyphe eke</l>
                  <l>Batayll vpon a day they ſeke</l>
                  <l>whiche was in ſuche a wyſe ſet</l>
                  <l>That lenger ſhulde it not be let</l>
                  <l>They made hem ſtronge on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>Tnd whan it drough towarde the tyde</l>
                  <l>That the batayll ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>The Soldan in great pryuete</l>
                  <l>A golde rynge of his doughter toke</l>
                  <l>And made her ſwere vpon a boke</l>
                  <l>And eke vpon the goddes all</l>
                  <l>That if fortune ſo befall</l>
                  <l>In the bataylle that he deye</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſhall thylke man obeye</l>
                  <l>And take hym to her houſbonde</l>
                  <l>whiche thylke ſame rynge to honde</l>
                  <l>Her ſhulde brynge after his deth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This hath ſhe ſwore, &amp; forth he geth</l>
                  <l>with all the power of his londe</l>
                  <l>Vnto the marche, where he fonde</l>
                  <l>His enemy fulle enbatayled</l>
                  <l>¶The Soldan hath the felde aſſayled</l>
                  <l>They that ben hardy ſone aſſemblen</l>
                  <l>wherof the dredfull hertes tremblen</l>
                  <l>That one ſlecth, and that other ſterueth</l>
                  <l>But abouen all his pryce deſerueth</l>
                  <l>This knightly Romayn, where he rode</l>
                  <l>His dedely ſwerde no man abode</l>
                  <l>Ayene the whiche was no defence</l>
                  <l>Egypte fledde in his preſence</l>
                  <l>And they of Perſe vpon the chace</l>
                  <l>Purſuen, but I not what grace</l>
                  <l>Befell, an arowe out of a bowe</l>
                  <l>All ſodenly within a throwe</l>
                  <l>The Soldan ſmote, and there he lay</l>
                  <l>The chas is left for thylke day</l>
                  <l>And he was bore in to a tent</l>
                  <l>¶The Soldan ſighe how that it went</l>
                  <l>And that he ſhulde algates dye</l>
                  <l>And to this knyht of Romanye</l>
                  <l>As vnto hym whome he moſte tryſte</l>
                  <l>His doughters ringe that none it wyſte</l>
                  <l>He toke, and tolde hym all the cas</l>
                  <l>Vpon her othe what token it was</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe ſhulde ben his wyfe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan this was ſayde, the hertes lyfe</l>
                  <l>Of this Soldan departeth ſone</l>
                  <l>And therupon, as was to done</l>
                  <l>The dede body well and fayre</l>
                  <l>They cary tyll they come at Kayre</l>
                  <l>There he was worthelyche begraue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The lordes, whiche as wolden ſaue</l>
                  <l>The regne, whiche was deſolate</l>
                  <l>To brynge it in to good aſtate</l>
                  <l>A parlement they ſet anone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe herken what fell therupon</l>
                  <l>This yonge lorde this worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, vpon the ſame nyght</l>
                  <l>That they a morowe trete ſholde</l>
                  <l>Vnto his bachyler he tolde</l>
                  <l>His cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeyll, and the ringe with al</l>
                  <l>He ſheweth, through whiche he ſhall</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth, the kynges doughter wedde</l>
                  <l>For ſo the rynge was leyde to wedde</l>
                  <l>He tolde, in to her fathers honde</l>
                  <l>That with what man that ſhe it fonde</l>
                  <l>She ſhulde hym take vnto her lorde</l>
                  <l>And thus, he ſeyth, ſtant of recorde</l>
                  <l>But no man wote who hath this rynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This bachylere vpon this thynge</l>
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                  <l>His ere and his entent leyde</l>
                  <l>And thought more, than he ſayd</l>
                  <l>And feyneth with a fals vyſage</l>
                  <l>That he was gladde: but his courage</l>
                  <l>was all ſet in a nother wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe olde phyloſophres wyſe</l>
                  <l>They writen vpon thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>That he may beſt a man begyle</l>
                  <l>In whom the man hath moſt credence</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And this befell in euidence</l>
                  <l>Toward this yonge lord of Rome</l>
                  <l>His bachiler, whiche hadde tome</l>
                  <l>whan that his lorde by nyght ſlepte</l>
                  <l>This ringe, the whiche his maiſter kepte</l>
                  <l>Out of his purs aweye be dede</l>
                  <l>And put another in the ſtede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A morow whan the court is ſet</l>
                  <l>The yonge lady was forth fet</l>
                  <l>To whome the lordes done homage</l>
                  <l>And after that of maryage</l>
                  <l>They treten, and aſken of her wylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſhe whiche thought to fulfylle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aders beſt in this matter</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> openly, that men may here</l>
                  <l>The charge whiche her fader badde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was this lorde of Rome gladde</l>
                  <l>And drough toward his purs anone</l>
                  <l>But all for nought, it was a gone</l>
                  <l>His bachilor it hath forth drawe</l>
                  <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>keth therupon the lawe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> hym holde couenaunt</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ken was ſo ſuffyſaunt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>at it ne myght be forſake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles his lorde hath take</l>
                  <l>Quarelle ayene his owne man</l>
                  <l>But for no thynge that euer he can</l>
                  <l>He myght as than nought be herde</l>
                  <l>So that his clayme his vnanſwerde</l>
                  <l>And he hath of his purpos fayled</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This bachiler was tho counſayled</l>
                  <l>And wedded, and of thylke empyre</l>
                  <l>He was crouned lord and fyre</l>
                  <l>And all the lond hym hath receyued</l>
                  <l>wherof his lorde, which was deceyued</l>
                  <l>Aſcknes, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r the thyrd morowe</l>
                  <l>Conceyued hath of dedely ſorowe</l>
                  <l>And as he lay vpon his deth</l>
                  <l>There while him laſteth ſpeche &amp; breth</l>
                  <l>He ſend for the worthyeſt</l>
                  <l>Of all the londe, and eke the beſt</l>
                  <l>And tolde hem all the ſoth tho</l>
                  <l>That he was ſonne and heyre alſo</l>
                  <l>Of themperour of great Rome</l>
                  <l>And howe that they to gyder come</l>
                  <l>This knyght, and he ryght as it was</l>
                  <l>He tolde hem all the playne cas</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for that he his counſeyll tolde</l>
                  <l>That other hath all that he wolde</l>
                  <l>And he hath fayled of his mede</l>
                  <l>As for the good he taketh none hede</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, but onely of the loue</l>
                  <l>Of whiche he wend haue be aboue</l>
                  <l>And therupon by letter wryte</l>
                  <l>He doth his fader for to wyte</l>
                  <l>Of all the matter bowe it ſtode</l>
                  <l>And than with an bertely mode</l>
                  <l>Vnto the lordes he beſought</l>
                  <l>To telle his lady howe he bought</l>
                  <l>Her loue, of whiche another gladdeth</l>
                  <l>And with that worde his hewe fadeth</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, a dieu my lady ſwete</l>
                  <l>The lyfe hath loſte his kyndely bete</l>
                  <l>And he lay ſtyll as any ſtone</l>
                  <l>wherof was ſory many one</l>
                  <l>But none of all ſo as ſhe</l>
                  <l>¶ This fals knyght in his degre</l>
                  <l>Areſted was, and put in holde</l>
                  <l>For openly whan it was tolde</l>
                  <l>Of the treaſon, whiche is befalle</l>
                  <l>Throughout the londe they ſaiden alle</l>
                  <l>If it be ſoth, that men ſuppoſe</l>
                  <l>His owne vntrouth hym ſhall depoſe</l>
                  <l>And for to ſeche an euydence</l>
                  <l>with honour, and great reuerence</l>
                  <l>wherof they myghten knowe an ende</l>
                  <l>To themperour anon they ſende</l>
                  <l>The letter, whiche his ſonne wrote</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan that he the ſoth wote</l>
                  <l>To tell his ſorowe is endeles</l>
                  <l>But yet in haſte netheles</l>
                  <l>Vpon the tale, whiche he berde</l>
                  <l>His ſteward in to Perſe ferde</l>
                  <l>with many a worthy Romayne eke</l>
                  <l>His lyege traytor for to ſeke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan they thyder come were</l>
                  <l>This knyght hym hath confeſſid there</l>
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                  <l>Howe falſely that he hath hym bore</l>
                  <l>wherof his worthy lorde was lore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho ſayden ſom, be ſhuld deye</l>
                  <l>But yet they founden ſuche a weye</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall not be dede in Perſe</l>
                  <l>And thus the ſkylles ben dyuerſe</l>
                  <l>By cauſe that he was coroned</l>
                  <l>Of that the londe was habandoned</l>
                  <l>To hym, all though it were vnryght</l>
                  <l>There is no peyne for hym dyght</l>
                  <l>But to this poynt and to this ende</l>
                  <l>They grau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ten wel, that he ſhall wende</l>
                  <l>with the Romayns to Rome ageyne</l>
                  <l>And thus acorded full and pleyne</l>
                  <l>They quycke body with the dede</l>
                  <l>with leue take, forth they lede</l>
                  <l>where that Supplaunt hath his Iuyſe</l>
                  <l>wherof that thou the myght auyſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon this informacion</l>
                  <l>Touchend of ſupplantacion</l>
                  <l>That thou my ſonne do not ſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to take hede alſo</l>
                  <l>what ſupplaunt doth in other halue</l>
                  <l>There is no man can fynde a ſalue</l>
                  <l>Pleynly to belen ſuche a ſore</l>
                  <l>It hath and ſhall ben euermore</l>
                  <l>whan pryde is with enuye Ioynt</l>
                  <l>He ſuffreth no man in good poynt</l>
                  <l>where that he may his honoure let</l>
                  <l>And therupon if I ſhall ſet</l>
                  <l>Enſample in holy churche I fynde</l>
                  <l>Howe that ſupplaunt is not behynde</l>
                  <l>God wote if that it nowe be ſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For in Cronycke of tyme a go</l>
                  <l>I fynde a tale concordable</l>
                  <l>Of Supplaunt, whiche that is no fable</l>
                  <l>In the maner as I ſhall telle</l>
                  <l>So as whylom the thynges felle</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra iſtos in cauſa dignitatis adquirende ſupplantatores. Et narrat qualiter papa Bonifacins predeceſſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rem ſuum Cefeſtinum a papatu contractata cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cumuencione fraudufenter ſupplantauit / Sed qui potentes a fede deponit huniſmo di ſupplanta cionis fraudem non ſuſtinens, ipſum ſic in ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lime exaltatum poſtea in profundi carcerie miſe ilam proici / fame <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſiti cruciari, nec non et ab h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>me bite gaduiis deforoſa morte ſupplantari permifit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>At Rome as it hath ofte ſalle</l>
                  <l>The vyker generall of all</l>
                  <l>Of hem that leuen Criſtes feyth</l>
                  <l>His laſte daye, whiche none with ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Hath ſhette, as to the worldes eye</l>
                  <l>whos name, if I ſhall ſpecyfye</l>
                  <l>He hyght Pope Nycholas</l>
                  <l>And thus whan that he paſſed was</l>
                  <l>The Cardynals, that wolden ſaue</l>
                  <l>The forme of lawe in the conclaue</l>
                  <l>Gon for to cheſe a newe pope</l>
                  <l>And after that they couthe grope</l>
                  <l>Hath eche of hem ſayde his entent</l>
                  <l>Tyl at laſte they aſſent</l>
                  <l>Vpon an holy clerke recluſe</l>
                  <l>whiche full was of goſtely vertuſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His pacyence, and his ſympleſſe</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet hym in to hyghe nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>Thus was he pope canonyſed</l>
                  <l>with great honour, and intronyſed</l>
                  <l>And vpon chaunce, as it is falle</l>
                  <l>His name Celeſtyn men calle</l>
                  <l>whiche notifyed was by bulle</l>
                  <l>To holy churche: and to the full</l>
                  <l>In all londes magnyfyed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But euery worſhip is enuyed</l>
                  <l>And that was thylke tyme ſene</l>
                  <l>For whan this pope, of whome I mene</l>
                  <l>was choſe, and other ſet be ſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A Cardinal was thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>whiche the papate hath longe deſyred</l>
                  <l>And therupon gretely conſpired</l>
                  <l>But whan be ſygh fortune is fayled</l>
                  <l>For which long time he hath trauailed</l>
                  <l>That ylke fyre, whiche Ethna brenneth</l>
                  <l>Through out his wofull hert renneth</l>
                  <l>whiche is reſembled to enuye</l>
                  <l>wherof Supplaunt and trecherye</l>
                  <l>Engendred is. And netheles</l>
                  <l>He feyneth loue, he feyneth pes</l>
                  <l>Outwarde he doth the reuerence</l>
                  <l>But all within his conſcyence</l>
                  <l>Through fals ymaginacyon</l>
                  <l>He thought Supplantacion</l>
                  <l>And therupon a wonder wyle</l>
                  <l>He wrought. For at thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>It fel ſo, that of his lynage</l>
                  <l>He hadde a Clergon yonge of age</l>
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                  <l>whom he hath in his chamber affaited</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Cardynal his tyme hath waited</l>
                  <l>And with his wordes ſly and queynt</l>
                  <l>The whiche he couth wiſely peynt</l>
                  <l>He ſhope this clerke, of whiche I telle</l>
                  <l>Toward the Pope for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>So that within his chamber a nyght</l>
                  <l>He lay: and was a preuy wyght</l>
                  <l>Toward the Pope on nyghtes tyde</l>
                  <l>May no man fle, that ſhall be tyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Cardynall, whiche thought gyle</l>
                  <l>Vpon a day, whan he hath whyle</l>
                  <l>This yonge clerke vnto hym toke</l>
                  <l>And made hym ſwere vpon aboke</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym what his wylle was</l>
                  <l>And forth with al a Trompe of bras</l>
                  <l>He hath hym take, and bad hym this</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt he ſayde, whan tyme is</l>
                  <l>Away to, and take ryght good kepe</l>
                  <l>whan that the Pope is faſt a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that none other man be nye</l>
                  <l>And than that thou be ſo flye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>gh out the Trompe in to his ere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> as though a voys it were</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>wne of ſuche p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>olacyon</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he his meditacion</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> may make, and vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>A though it were of goddes ſoude</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> this wyſe thou ſhalt ſeye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> do thylke eſtate aweye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of whiche he ſtant honoured</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> had his ſowle be ſocoured</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lke worſhip at the laſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>, whiche ſhall euer laſt</l>
                  <l>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>is clerke, whan he hath herd the form</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he the pope ſhuld enform</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of the Cardinal his leue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>oth hym home, tyll it was eue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>yuely the trompe he hedde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that the pope was a bedde</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d at the mydnight, whan he knewe</l>
                  <l>The Pope ſlepte, than he blewe</l>
                  <l>within his Trompe through the wal</l>
                  <l>And tolde, in what maner he ſhall</l>
                  <l>His papacye leue, and take</l>
                  <l>His fyrſte eſtate. And thus awake</l>
                  <l>This holy Pope he made thryes</l>
                  <l>wherof dyuers fantaſyes</l>
                  <l>Vpon his great holyneſſe</l>
                  <l>within his hert he gan impreſſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The pope full of Innocence</l>
                  <l>Conceyueth in his conſcyence</l>
                  <l>That it is goddes wyl, he ceſe</l>
                  <l>But in what wyſe he may releſe</l>
                  <l>His hye eſtate, that wote he nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus within him ſelfe he thought</l>
                  <l>He bare it ſtylle in his memorye</l>
                  <l>Tyll he cam to the Conſyſtorye</l>
                  <l>And there in preſence of hem all</l>
                  <l>He axeth: if it ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That any Pope ceſſe wolde</l>
                  <l>Howe that the lawe it ſuffer ſhulde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſetten all ſtylle, and herde</l>
                  <l>was none, which to the poynt anſwerde</l>
                  <l>For to what purpos that it ment</l>
                  <l>There was no man knewe his entent</l>
                  <l>But onely he, whiche ſhop the gyle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Cardynal the ſame whyle</l>
                  <l>All openly with wordes playne</l>
                  <l>Seyth: if the Pope woll ordeyne</l>
                  <l>That there be ſuche a lawe wrought</l>
                  <l>Than myght he ceſſe, and elles nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as he ſayde, done it was</l>
                  <l>The pope anone vpon the cas</l>
                  <l>Of his papall auctorite</l>
                  <l>Hath made and yone the decre</l>
                  <l>And whan the lawe was confermed</l>
                  <l>In due forme, and all affermed</l>
                  <l>This innocent, whiche was deceyued</l>
                  <l>His papacye anone hath weyued</l>
                  <l>Renounced and reſygned eke</l>
                  <l>That other was no thynge to ſeke</l>
                  <l>But vndreneth ſuche a iape</l>
                  <l>He hath ſo for hymſelfe ſhape</l>
                  <l>That howe as euer it hym beſeme</l>
                  <l>The myter, with the dyademe</l>
                  <l>He hath through ſupplentacyon</l>
                  <l>And in his confyrmacion</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fortune of his grace</l>
                  <l>His name was cleped Boniface</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vnder the vyſer of enuye</l>
                  <l>Lo thus was hyd the trecherye</l>
                  <l>whiche hath begyled many one</l>
                  <l>But ſuche cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſayll there may be none</l>
                  <l>which treaſon, whan it is conſpyred</l>
                  <l>That it his lyke the ſparke fyred</l>
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                  <l>Vp in the roofe, whiche for a throwe</l>
                  <l>Lyeth hyd, tyl whan the windes blowe</l>
                  <l>It blaſeth out on euery ſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Boniface, whiche can nought hyde</l>
                  <l>The trecherie of his ſupplaunt</l>
                  <l>Hath openly made his auaunt</l>
                  <l>Howe he the papacye hath wonne</l>
                  <l>But thing which is with wrong bego<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ne</l>
                  <l>May neuer ſtonde wel at ende</l>
                  <l>where pryde ſhall the bowe bende</l>
                  <l>He ſheteth ful ofte out of the weye</l>
                  <l>And thus the pope, of whome I ſeye</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſtode on highe the whele</l>
                  <l>He can not ſuffer hym ſelfe be wele</l>
                  <l>Enuye, whiche is loueles</l>
                  <l>And pryde, whiche is laweles</l>
                  <l>with ſuche tempeſtes made hym erre</l>
                  <l>That charite goth out of herre</l>
                  <l>So that vpon myſgouernaunce</l>
                  <l>Agaynſt Lewys the kynge of Fraunce</l>
                  <l>He toke quarell of his oultrage</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he ſhuld done homage</l>
                  <l>Vnto the churche bodely</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he that wyſt no thynge why</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde do ſo great ſeruyce</l>
                  <l>After the worlde in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>withſtood the wronge of that demau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>For nought the Pope may commaund</l>
                  <l>The kynge woll not the pope obeye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This pope tho by all weye</l>
                  <l>That he may worche of vyolence</l>
                  <l>Hath ſent the bulle of his ſentence</l>
                  <l>with curſynge, and enterdyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge vpon this wrongfull plyte</l>
                  <l>To kepe his reigne from ſeruage</l>
                  <l>Counſayled was of his baronage</l>
                  <l>That myght with myght ſhall be with ſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>Thus was the cauſe tak on ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>And ſayden, that the papacye</l>
                  <l>They wolde honoure and magnyfye</l>
                  <l>In all that euer is ſpyrituall</l>
                  <l>But the ilke pryde temporall</l>
                  <l>Of Boniface in his perſone</l>
                  <l>Ayene that ylke wronge alone</l>
                  <l>They wolden ſtonde in debate</l>
                  <l>And thus the man, and nought the ſtate</l>
                  <l>The frenſſ he ſhopen by her myght</l>
                  <l>To greue: And fel there was a knyght</l>
                  <l>Syre Guillam de Langaret</l>
                  <l>whiche was vpon this cauſe ſet</l>
                  <l>And therupon he toke a route</l>
                  <l>Of men of armes, and rode oute</l>
                  <l>So longe, and in a w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>yte he laye</l>
                  <l>That he aſpyed vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>The pope was at Auygnon</l>
                  <l>And ſhulde ryde out of the towne</l>
                  <l>Vnto Pourſorge, the whiche is</l>
                  <l>A caſtell in Prouynce of his</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon the weye and as he rode</l>
                  <l>This knyght, whiche houed and abod</l>
                  <l>Embuiſſhed vpon horſbake</l>
                  <l>All ſodenlyche vpon hym brake</l>
                  <l>And hath hym by the brydell ſeſed</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: O thou, which haſt dyſeſed</l>
                  <l>The courte of France by thy wronge</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt ſynge a new ſonge</l>
                  <l>Thyn enterdyte, and thy ſentence</l>
                  <l>Ayen thyn owne conſcyence</l>
                  <l>Here after thou ſhalt fele and grope</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>we playne nought ageyne the pope</l>
                  <l>For thylke name is honourable</l>
                  <l>But thou, whiche haſte be deceyuable</l>
                  <l>And trecherous in all thy werke</l>
                  <l>Thou Boniface, thou proude clerke</l>
                  <l>My ſleder of the papacye</l>
                  <l>Thy fals body ſhall abye</l>
                  <l>And ſuffer, that it hath deſerued</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo thus this ſupplantor was ſerued</l>
                  <l>For they hym ladde in to Fraunce</l>
                  <l>And ſetten hym to his penaunce</l>
                  <l>withyn a toure in harde bondes</l>
                  <l>where he for honger both his hondes</l>
                  <l>Eate of: And dyed, god wote howe</l>
                  <l>Of whome the wrytynge is yet nowe</l>
                  <l>Regyſtred as a man maye here</l>
                  <l>whiche ſpeketh and ſayth in this maner</l>
                  <l>¶Thy entre lyke a fox was ſlygh</l>
                  <l>Thy reigne alſo with pryde on hygh</l>
                  <l>was lyche the lyon in his rage</l>
                  <l>But at the laſte of thy paſſage</l>
                  <l>Thy deth was to the houndes lyke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Suche is the letter of his Cronyke</l>
                  <l>Proclaimed in the court of Rome</l>
                  <l>wherof the wyſe enſample nome</l>
                  <l>And yet as ferforth as I dare</l>
                  <l>I rede all other men beware</l>
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                  <l>And that they loke well algate</l>
                  <l>That none his owne eſtate tranſlate</l>
                  <l>Of holy churche in no degre</l>
                  <l>By fraude ne ſubtylyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thilke honour whiche Aaron toke</l>
                  <l>Shall none receyue, as ſeyth the boke</l>
                  <l>But he beeleped, as he was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what ſhall I thynken in this cas</l>
                  <l>Of that I here nowe a day?</l>
                  <l>I not: but he whiche can and may</l>
                  <l>By reaſon both and by nature</l>
                  <l>The helpe of euery mans cure</l>
                  <l>He kepe Symon fro the folde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de prophecia Ioachim abbatis.</head>
               <l>¶ For Ioachim, thylke abbot tolde</l>
               <l>Howe ſuche dayes ſhulden falle</l>
               <l>That comonlyche in places all</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>hapmen of ſuche mercery</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>to fraude, and with ſupplantary</l>
               <l>So many ſhulden by and ſelle</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> he ne may for ſhame telle</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>oule a ſynne in mans ere</l>
               <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t god forbede, that it were</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> our dayes, that he ſeyth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> if the clerke be ware his fayth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>pin anhode at ſuche a feyre</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>menaunt mote nedes empeyre</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> that to the worlde belongeth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> whan that holy churche wrongeth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> what other thynge ſhall ryght</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>etheles at manes ſyght</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> for to be preferred</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> conſeyence ſo dyfferred</l>
               <l>That no man loketh to the vyce</l>
               <l>whiche is the moder of malyce</l>
               <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>d that is thylke fals enuye</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>hiche cauſeth many a trecherye</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> where he may another ſe</l>
               <l>That is more gracious than he</l>
               <l>It ſhall not ſtonden in his myght</l>
               <l>But if he hinder ſuche a wyght</l>
               <l>And that is well nyghe ouer all</l>
               <l>This vyce is nowe ſo generall</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Ioab priceps milicie Dauid inuidie <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Abner ſubdole interfecit. Et qualiter etia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Achi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>fell ob hoc, quod Cuſi in Co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſilio Abſolon <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> catu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>, acce<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſus inuidia laqueo ſe ſuſpe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Enuye thylke vn hap in drough</l>
                  <l>whan Ioab by deceypt ſlough</l>
                  <l>Abner, for drede he ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>with kynge Dauid ſuche as was he</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And through enuye alſo it felle</l>
                  <l>Of thylke fals Achitofelle</l>
                  <l>For his counſeylle was not acheued</l>
                  <l>But that he ſawe Cuſy beleued</l>
                  <l>with Abſolon, and hym forſake</l>
                  <l>He hynge hym ſelfe vpon a ſtake</l>
                  <l>¶ Senecke wytneſſeth openly</l>
                  <l>Howe that enuye properly</l>
                  <l>Is of the court the comon wenche</l>
                  <l>And halt tauerne for to ſchence</l>
                  <l>That drynke, whiche maketh the hert bre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ne</l>
                  <l>And doth the wit about re<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ne</l>
                  <l>By euery wey to compaſſe</l>
                  <l>Howe that he myght all other paſſe</l>
                  <l>As he whiche through vnkyndſhyp</l>
                  <l>Enuyeth euery felauſhip</l>
                  <l>So that thou myght well knowe &amp; ſe</l>
                  <l>There is no vyce ſuche as he</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſte toward god abhominable</l>
                  <l>And to mankynde vnprofytable</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And that by wordes but a fewe</l>
                  <l>I ſhall by reaſon proue and ſhewe.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Inuidie ſtimulus ſine cauſa ledit abortus,</l>
                  <l>Nam ſine temptante crimine crimen habet.</l>
                  <l>Non eſt huius opus temptare Cupidims archu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>,</l>
                  <l>Dum<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> facies Veneris Ethnica fla<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ma vo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>,</l>
                  <l>Abſ<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> rubore gene pallor quas fuſcus obu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>at,</l>
                  <l>Frigida naturae cetera membra docent.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic deſeribit Confeſſor naturam inuidie iam in amore qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> aliter ſecundum proprietate<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vicu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>Gnuye if that I ſhall deſcryue</l>
                  <l>He is not ſhapely for to wyue</l>
                  <l>In erth amonge the women here</l>
                  <l>For there is in hym no mattere</l>
                  <l>wherof he myght do pleſaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt for his heuy contenaunce</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſemeth euer vngladde</l>
                  <l>He is not able to be badde</l>
                  <l>And eke he brenneth ſo withyn</l>
                  <l>That kynde may no profyte wynne</l>
                  <l>wherof he ſhulde his loue pleaſe</l>
                  <l>For thylke blod, which ſhuld haue caſe</l>
                  <l>To regne amonge the moyſte veynes</l>
                  <l>Is drye of thylke vnkyndely peynes</l>
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                  <l>Through whiche enuye is fyred ay</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And this by reaſon proue I may</l>
                  <l>That toward loue Enuy eis nought</l>
                  <l>And other wyſe if it beſought</l>
                  <l>Vpon what ſyde as euer it falle</l>
                  <l>It is the werſt vyce of alle</l>
                  <l>whiche of hym ſelfe hath moſt malyce</l>
                  <l>For vnderſtonde that euery vyce</l>
                  <l>Som cauſe hath, wherof it groweth</l>
                  <l>But of enuye no man knoweth</l>
                  <l>Fro whens he cam, but out of helle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thus the wyſe clerkes telle</l>
                  <l>That no ſpryte but of malyce</l>
                  <l>By wey of kynde vpon a vyce</l>
                  <l>Is tempted, and by ſuche a way</l>
                  <l>Enuye hath kynde put a waye</l>
                  <l>And of malyce hath his ſturrynge</l>
                  <l>wherof he maketh his bakbytinge</l>
                  <l>And is hym ſelfe therof dyſeaſed</l>
                  <l>So may there be no kynde pleaſed</l>
                  <l>For ay the more that he enuyeth</l>
                  <l>The more ayene hym ſelfe he plyeth</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtant Enuye in good eſpeyre</l>
                  <l>To ben hym ſelfe the dyuels heyre</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is the next lyche</l>
                  <l>And fortheſt from the heuen ryche</l>
                  <l>For there may he neuer wonne</l>
                  <l>¶ For thy my good dere ſonne</l>
                  <l>If thou wolt fynde a ſyker weye</l>
                  <l>To loue: put enuye aweye</l>
                  <l>¶ Myn holy fader reaſon wolde</l>
                  <l>That I this vice eſchewe ſhulde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But yet to ſtrength my courage</l>
                  <l>If that ye wolde in auauntage</l>
                  <l>Therof ſet a recouere</l>
                  <l>It were to me a great deſyre</l>
                  <l>That I this vice myght flee</l>
                  <l>¶ Nowe vnderſtond my ſonne, &amp; ſee</l>
                  <l>There is phyſyke for the ſeke</l>
                  <l>And vertues for the vices eke</l>
                  <l>who that the vyces wolde eſchewe</l>
                  <l>He mot by reaſon than ſewe</l>
                  <l>The vertues. For by thylke weye</l>
                  <l>He may the vyces done aweye</l>
                  <l>For they to geder may not dwelle</l>
                  <l>For as the water of the welle</l>
                  <l>Of fyre abateth the malyce</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo vertu fordoth the vyce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ayene Enuye is Charyte</l>
                  <l>whiche is the moder of pyte</l>
                  <l>That maketh a mans hert tender</l>
                  <l>That it may no malyce engender</l>
                  <l>In hym, that is inclined therto</l>
                  <l>For his courage is tempred ſo</l>
                  <l>That though he might him ſelfe releue</l>
                  <l>yet wolde he not another greue</l>
                  <l>But rather for to do pleſaunce</l>
                  <l>He bereth hym ſelfe the greuaunce</l>
                  <l>So fayne he wolde another eaſe</l>
                  <l>wherof my ſonne for thyn eaſe</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken a tale, whiche I rede</l>
                  <l>And vnderſtonde it well I rede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> de vertute Cha<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>titatis contra Inuidiam / Et narrat de Conſtan<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tino Eſene filio, qui cum Imperu Romani digni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taiem obtenue rat, a morb o lepre infectus medi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ci pro ſanitate recuperanda ipſum in ſanguine puerororum maſculo rum balneare propoſuer<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t, ſed cum innumera multitudo matrum cum fu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>e huiuſmodi medicina cauſa in circuitu palac<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>i af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuiſſet / Imperator <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> eorum gemitus &amp; elamores percepiſſet, charitate motus ingemiſcens ſic a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> O vere eft ipſe dominus, qui ſe facit ſeruum pie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatis. Et his dictis ſtatum ſuum cunctipote<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>s medele committens, ſui ipſius mordum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>acius quam infancium mortem benignius elegit, vnde ipſe qui antea paganus et leproſus extiterat, ex vnda baptiſmatis tenatus utrinuſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> materie tant corporis quam anime diuino miraculo conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cutus eſt ſalutem.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>AMonge the bokes of latyn</l>
                  <l>I fynde it wryt of Conſtantyne</l>
                  <l>The worthy emperour of Rome</l>
                  <l>Suche infortunes to hym come</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan he was in his luſty age</l>
                  <l>The leper caught in his vyſage</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth ouer all aboute</l>
                  <l>That he ne myght ryden out</l>
                  <l>So left he both ſhelde and ſpere</l>
                  <l>As he that myght hym not beſtere</l>
                  <l>And helde hym in his chamber cloſe</l>
                  <l>Through all the worlde the fame aroſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The great clerkes were aſſent</l>
                  <l>And com at his commaundement</l>
                  <l>To tret vpon this lordes hele</l>
                  <l>So longe they to geder dele</l>
                  <l>That they vpon this medicine</l>
                  <l>Appoynten hem, and determyne</l>
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                  <l>That in the maner as it ſtode</l>
                  <l>They wolde hym bath in childes blod</l>
                  <l>within ſeuen wynter age</l>
                  <l>For as they ſayen, that ſhulde aſſuage</l>
                  <l>The lepre, and all the violence</l>
                  <l>whiche that they knowe of accidence</l>
                  <l>And not by wey of kynde is falle</l>
                  <l>And therto they acorden alle</l>
                  <l>As for fynall concluſyon</l>
                  <l>And tolden her opinion</l>
                  <l>To themperour: And he an one</l>
                  <l>His counſayll toke, and therupon</l>
                  <l>with letters, and with ſeales out</l>
                  <l>They ſend in euery londe about</l>
                  <l>The yonge chyldren for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>whoſe blode, they ſayd, ſhulde be leche</l>
                  <l>For themperours maladye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There was ynough to wepe and crye</l>
                  <l>Amonge the moders, whan they herde</l>
                  <l>Howe wofully this cauſe ferd</l>
                  <l>But netheles they mot howe</l>
                  <l>And thus women there come ynowe</l>
                  <l>with chyldren ſoukend on the tete</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> were many teres lete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But were hem lyefe, or were hem loth</l>
                  <l>The women and the thyldren both</l>
                  <l>Into the paleys forth he brought</l>
                  <l>with many a ſory hertes thought</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> hem whiche of her body bore</l>
                  <l>The chyldren hadde: and ſo forlore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> a while ſhulde ſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> moders wepe in her degre</l>
                  <l>And many of hem a ſwoune falle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The yonge babyes cryeden alle</l>
                  <l>This noyſe aroſe, this lorde it herde</l>
                  <l>And loked out, and how it ferde</l>
                  <l>He ſawe: and as who ſayde abrayde</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e of his ſlepe, and thus he ſayde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou dyuyne purueaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche euery man in the balaunce</l>
                  <l>Of kynde haſt formed to be lyche</l>
                  <l>The pore is bore as is the ryche</l>
                  <l>And dieth in the ſame wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon the fole vpon the wyſe</l>
                  <l>Sekeneſſe and bele enter comune</l>
                  <l>May none eſchewe that fortune</l>
                  <l>whiche kynde hath in her lawe ſette</l>
                  <l>Her ſtrengthe and beaute ben beſette</l>
                  <l>To euery man a lyche free</l>
                  <l>That ſhe preferreth no degree</l>
                  <l>As in the diſpoſition</l>
                  <l>Of bodely complection</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke of ſoule reaſonable</l>
                  <l>The poore childe is bore as able</l>
                  <l>To vertue, as the kynges ſonne</l>
                  <l>For euery man his owne wonne</l>
                  <l>After the luſtes of his aſſaye</l>
                  <l>The vice or vertue cheſe maye</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtande all men fraunchyſed</l>
                  <l>But in eſtate they ben deuyſed</l>
                  <l>To ſomme worſhyp and rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>To ſome pouerte and diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>One lordeth, an other ſerueth</l>
                  <l>But yet as euery man deſerueth</l>
                  <l>The worlde yeueth not his yeftes here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But certes he hath great matere</l>
                  <l>To be of good condicion</l>
                  <l>whiche hath in his ſubiection</l>
                  <l>The men, that ben of his ſemblaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke he toke his remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Howe he that made lawe of kynde</l>
                  <l>wolde euery man to lawe bynde</l>
                  <l>And badde a man, ſuche as he wolde</l>
                  <l>Toward hym ſelfe, ryght ſuch he ſhuld</l>
                  <l>Towarde an other done alſo</l>
                  <l>¶And thus this worthy lorde as tho</l>
                  <l>Set in balaunce his owne eſtate</l>
                  <l>And with hym ſelfe ſtode in debate</l>
                  <l>And thought howe it was not good</l>
                  <l>To ſe ſo mochell mannes bloudde</l>
                  <l>Be ſpylte, by cauſe of hym alone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſawe alſo the great mone</l>
                  <l>Of that the mother were vngladde</l>
                  <l>And of the wo the children made</l>
                  <l>wherof that his herte tendreth</l>
                  <l>And ſuche pitie within engendreth</l>
                  <l>That hym was leuer for to cheſe</l>
                  <l>His owne body for to leſe</l>
                  <l>Than ſe ſo great a mourdre wrought</l>
                  <l>Vpon the bloud, which gilteth nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This for the pyte, whiche he toke</l>
                  <l>All other leches he forſoke</l>
                  <l>And put hym out of auenture</l>
                  <l>Allonly to goddes cure</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, who that woll mayſter be</l>
                  <l>He mote be ſeruaunt to pite</l>
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                  <l>So ferforth he was ouercome</l>
                  <l>with charite, that he hath nome</l>
                  <l>His counſayle, and his offycers</l>
                  <l>And badde vnto his treaſourers</l>
                  <l>That they his treaſour all about</l>
                  <l>Departe amonge the poore route</l>
                  <l>Of women, and of chyldren both</l>
                  <l>wherof they might hem fede and cloth</l>
                  <l>And ſaufely tournen home ageyne</l>
                  <l>without loſſe of any greyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Through charite thus he diſpendeth</l>
                  <l>His good, wherof he amendeth</l>
                  <l>The poore people, and countreuayleth</l>
                  <l>The harme, that he hem ſo trauayleth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the wofull nyghtes ſorowe</l>
                  <l>To ioye is torned on the morowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>All was thankynge, all was blyſſynge</l>
                  <l>whiche erſt was wepynge and curſynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe women gone home glad inough</l>
                  <l>Echone for ioye on other lough</l>
                  <l>And prayde for this lordes hele</l>
                  <l>whiche hath releaſed the quarele</l>
                  <l>And hath his owne wyll forſake</l>
                  <l>In charite for goddes ſake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe hereafter thou ſhalte here</l>
                  <l>what god hath wrought in this matere</l>
                  <l>As he that dothe all equyte</l>
                  <l>To hym that wrought charite</l>
                  <l>He was ayenewarde charitous</l>
                  <l>And to pite he was pytous</l>
                  <l>For it was neuer knowe yet</l>
                  <l>That charite gothe vnaquyt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The nyght whan he was layde to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>The hygh god, whiche wold hym kepe</l>
                  <l>Saynt Peter &amp; ſaynt Poule hym ſende</l>
                  <l>By whom he wolde his lepre amende</l>
                  <l>They two to hym ſlepende appere</l>
                  <l>Fro god, and ſayd in this manere:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Conſtantyn for thou haſt ſerued</l>
                  <l>Pyte, thou haſt pite deſerued</l>
                  <l>For thy thou ſhalte ſuche pite haue</l>
                  <l>That god through pite woll the ſaue</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte ſo double hele fynde</l>
                  <l>Fyrſte for thy bodelyche kynde</l>
                  <l>And for thy wofull ſoule alſo</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be hole of both two</l>
                  <l>And for thou ſhalte not the deſpeyre</l>
                  <l>Thy lepre ſhall no more empeyre</l>
                  <l>Tyll thou wylte ſende thervpon</l>
                  <l>Vnto the mount of Celyon</l>
                  <l>where Sylueſter and his clergye</l>
                  <l>To gyder dwellen in company</l>
                  <l>For drede of the, whiche many a day</l>
                  <l>Haſt ben a ſo to Chriſtes lay</l>
                  <l>And haſt deſtroyed, to mochel ſhame</l>
                  <l>The prechours of his holy name</l>
                  <l>But now thou haſt ſomdele appeſed</l>
                  <l>Thy god, and with good dede pleſed</l>
                  <l>That thou thy pyte haſt bywaryd</l>
                  <l>Vpon the blod, which thou haſt ſpared</l>
                  <l>For thy to thy ſaluacyon</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt haue Informacyon</l>
                  <l>Suche as Sylueſter ſhall the teche</l>
                  <l>The nedeth of none other leche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Emperour, whiche all this herde</l>
                  <l>Graunt mercy lorde he anſwerde</l>
                  <l>I woll do ſo as ye me ſay</l>
                  <l>But of one thynge I wold pray</l>
                  <l>what ſhall I telle vnto Sylueſter</l>
                  <l>Of your name or of your eſter?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they hym tolde what they hyght</l>
                  <l>And forth with all out of his ſyght</l>
                  <l>They paſſen vp in to the heuen</l>
                  <l>And be awoke out of his ſweuen</l>
                  <l>And clepeth, and men come anone</l>
                  <l>And tolde his dreme: and therupon</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe as he hem telleth</l>
                  <l>The mount, where Sylueſter dwelleth</l>
                  <l>They haue in all haſte ſought</l>
                  <l>And founde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he was, &amp; with he<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> brought</l>
                  <l>To themperour, whiche to hym tolde</l>
                  <l>His ſweuen, and elles what he wolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Silueſter hath herd the king</l>
                  <l>He was ryght ioyfull of this thyng</l>
                  <l>And hym began with all his witte</l>
                  <l>To techen vpon holy wrytte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt howe mankynde was forlore</l>
                  <l>And howe the hygh god therfore</l>
                  <l>His ſonne ſend from aboue</l>
                  <l>whiche borne was for mans loue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And after of his owne choys</l>
                  <l>He toke his deth vpon the croys</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And how in graue he was beloke</l>
                  <l>And howe that he hath helle broke</l>
                  <l>And toke hem out, that were hym leue</l>
                  <l>And for to make vs full beleue</l>
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                  <l>That he was very goddes ſonne</l>
                  <l>Ayene the kynde of mans wonne</l>
                  <l>Frodeth he roſe the thyrde day</l>
                  <l>And whan he wolde, as he well may</l>
                  <l>He ſtyghe vp to his father euen</l>
                  <l>with fleſſhe and bloudin to the heuen</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ryght ſo in the ſame forme</l>
                  <l>In fleſſhe and bloud he ſhall reforme</l>
                  <l>whan tyme cometh, the quycke &amp; dede</l>
                  <l>At thylke wofull day of drede</l>
                  <l>where euery man ſhall take his dome</l>
                  <l>As well the mayſter as the grome</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The myghty kynges retenue</l>
                  <l>That day may ſtande of no value</l>
                  <l>with worldly ſtrength to defende</l>
                  <l>For euery man mote than entende</l>
                  <l>To ſtande vpon his owne dedes</l>
                  <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ue all other mennes nedes</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That day may no counſayle auayle</l>
                  <l>The pi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>dour and the plee ſhall fayle</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>entence of that ylke daye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> none appele ſette in delay</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ere may no golde the iudge plye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>at bene ſhall the ſoth trie</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſetten euery man vpryght</l>
                  <l>As well the plowe man as the knyghte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nde man, the great clerke</l>
                  <l>Shall ſtonde vpon his owne werke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſuche as he is founde tho</l>
                  <l>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>che ſhall he be for euermo</l>
                  <l>There may no peyne be releaſed</l>
                  <l>There may no ioye ben encreaſed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> endeles as they haue do</l>
                  <l>He ſhall receyue one of two</l>
                  <l>¶ Thus Sylueſtre with his ſawe</l>
                  <l>The grounde of all the newe lawe</l>
                  <l>with great deuocion he preacheth</l>
                  <l>F<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> poynt to point and plainly techeth</l>
                  <l>Vnto this heathen emperour</l>
                  <l>And ſayth: the hygh creatour</l>
                  <l>Hath vnderſonge his charite</l>
                  <l>Of that he wrought ſuche pite</l>
                  <l>whan he the chyldren had on honde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus whan this lord hath vnderſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>Of all this thynge howe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>Vnto Sylueſtre he than anſwerde</l>
                  <l>with all his holle herte, and ſeyth</l>
                  <l>That he is redy to the feyth</l>
                  <l>And ſo the veſſell, whiche for bloud</l>
                  <l>was made, Sylueſtre, there it ſtode</l>
                  <l>with cleane water of the welle</l>
                  <l>In all haſte he lette do felle</l>
                  <l>And ſette Conſtantyne therinne</l>
                  <l>All naked vp to the chynne</l>
                  <l>And in the whyle it was begonne</l>
                  <l>A lyght, as though it were a ſonne</l>
                  <l>Fro heuen in to the place come</l>
                  <l>where that he toke his chriſtendome</l>
                  <l>And euer amonge the holy tales</l>
                  <l>Lyke as they weren fyſſhes ſcales</l>
                  <l>They fellen from hym nowe and efte</l>
                  <l>Tyll that there was nothynge belefte</l>
                  <l>Of all this great maladye</l>
                  <l>For he that wolde hym purifye</l>
                  <l>The hygh god hath made hym clene</l>
                  <l>So that there lefte nothynge ſene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He hath hym clenſed bothe two</l>
                  <l>The body and the ſoule alſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho knewe this emperour in dede</l>
                  <l>That Chriſtes feyth was for to drede</l>
                  <l>And ſende anone his letters out</l>
                  <l>And lette do cryen all aboute</l>
                  <l>Vpon peyne of deth, that no ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> weyue</l>
                  <l>That he baptyſme ne receyue</l>
                  <l>After his mother quene Eleyne</l>
                  <l>He ſende, and ſo betwene hem tweyne</l>
                  <l>They treaten, that the citie all</l>
                  <l>was chriſtned, and ſhe forth with all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This emperour, which hele hath fou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>within Rome anone lette founde</l>
                  <l>Two churches, whiche he dyd make</l>
                  <l>For Peter and for Poules ſake</l>
                  <l>Of whome he hadde a vyſion</l>
                  <l>And yafe therto poſſeſſyon</l>
                  <l>Of lordeſhyppe, and of worldes good</l>
                  <l>But howe ſo that his wylle was good</l>
                  <l>Towarde the Pope and his fraunchyſe</l>
                  <l>yet hath it proued otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>To ſe the worchynge of the dede</l>
                  <l>For in cronyke thus I rede</l>
                  <l>Anone as he hath made the yefte</l>
                  <l>A voycee was herde on hygh the lefte</l>
                  <l>Of whiche all Rome was adradde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd, this day venym is ſhadde</l>
                  <l>In holy churche of temporall</l>
                  <l>whiche medleth with the ſpirituall</l>
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                  <l>And howe it ſtant of that degre</l>
                  <l>yet maye a man the ſothe ſe</l>
                  <l>God may amende it, whan he wylle</l>
                  <l>I can therto none other ſkylle</l>
                  <l>But for to go there I began</l>
                  <l>Howe charite may helpe a man</l>
                  <l>To bothe worldes, I haue ſayde</l>
                  <l>And if thou haue an eare layde</l>
                  <l>My ſonne thou myght vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>If charitie be take on honde</l>
                  <l>There foloweth after mochel grace</l>
                  <l>For thy if that thou wylt purchace</l>
                  <l>Howe that thou myght enuy flee</l>
                  <l>Acqueynt the with charite</l>
                  <l>whiche is the vertue ſouerayne</l>
                  <l>¶ My father I ſhall do my peyne</l>
                  <l>For this enſample whiche ye tolde</l>
                  <l>with all myn herte I haue witholde</l>
                  <l>So that I ſhall for euermore</l>
                  <l>Eſchewe enuye well the more</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And that I haue or this myſdo</l>
                  <l>yeue me my penaunce or I go</l>
                  <l>And ouer that to my matere</l>
                  <l>Of ſhryfte, whyle ye ſytten here</l>
                  <l>In priuete betwene vs tweye</l>
                  <l>Nowe aſke, what there is I prey</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶ My good ſonne, and for thy lore</l>
                     <l>I woll the telle, what is more</l>
                     <l>So that thou ſhalte the vices knowe</l>
                     <l>For whan they be to the full knowe</l>
                     <l>Thou might hem wel the better eſchue</l>
                     <l>And for this cauſe I thynke fewe</l>
                     <l>The forme bothe and the matere</l>
                     <l>As nowe ſewende thou ſhalte here</l>
                     <l>whiche vice ſtant nexte after this</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And whan thou woſt, howe that it is</l>
                     <l>As thou ſhalt bere my deuyſe</l>
                     <l>Thou myght thy ſelfe better auyſe.</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <trailer>Explicit liber ſecundus.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="30" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>¶ Hic in tercio libro tractat ſuper quin<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſpecie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus ire, quarum prima melancolia dicitur / cuin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vitium Confeſſor primo deſcribens amati / ſuper codem conſequenter opponit. </p>
            </argument>
            <head>¶ <hi>Incipit liber tertius.</hi>
            </head>
            <lg>
               <l>Ira ſuis paribus eſt par furijs Acherontis,</l>
               <l>Quo furor ad tempus nil pietatis haber,</l>
               <l>Ira melancolicos animos perturbat, ut équo</l>
               <l>Iure ſui pondus nulla ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>atéra tenet.</l>
               <l>Omnibus in cauſis grauat ira inter amantes</l>
               <l>Illa magis facili ſorte grauamen agit.</l>
               <l>Eſt vbi uir diſcors leuiter<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> repugnat amori,</l>
               <l>Saepe loco ludi fletus ad ora uenit.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>F thou the vyces lyſte to knowe</l>
               <l>My ſonne it hathe not be vnknowe</l>
               <l>Fro fyrſte that men theyr ſwerdes grounde</l>
               <l>That there nis none vpon this grounde</l>
               <l>A vyce forreyne fro the lawe</l>
               <l>wherof that many a good felawe</l>
               <l>Hath be diſtraught by ſodeyne chaunce</l>
               <l>And yet to kynde no pleaſaunce</l>
               <l>It dothe: but where he moſt acheueth</l>
               <l>His purpoſe moſte to kynde he greueth</l>
               <l>As he, whiche out of conſcience</l>
               <l>Is ennemy vnto pacyence</l>
               <l>And is by name one of the ſeuen</l>
               <l>whiche ofte hath ſet the worlde vneuen</l>
               <l>And cleped is the cruell ire</l>
               <l>whoſe herte is euermore on fyre</l>
               <l>To ſpeke amyſſe, and to do bothe</l>
               <l>For his ſeruauntes ben euer wrothe</l>
               <l>¶ My good father telle me this</l>
               <l>what thynge is ire? Sonne it is</l>
               <l>That in our englyſſhe wrath is hote</l>
               <l>whiche hath his wordes ay ſo hote</l>
               <l>That all a mannes pacyence</l>
               <l>Is fyred of the vyolence</l>
               <l>For he with hym hath euer fyue</l>
               <l>Seruauntes, that helpen hym to ſtryue</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>The fyrſt of hem melancoly</l>
               <l>Is cleped, whiche in company</l>
               <l>An honderde tymes in an houre</l>
               <l>woll as an angry beaſt ſoure</l>
               <l>And no man wote the cauſe why</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>My ſonne ſhryue the nowe for thy</l>
               <l>Haſt thou be melancholyen?</l>
               <l>¶ My father ye by ſeynt Iulyen</l>
               <l>But I vntrewe wordes vſe</l>
               <l>I may me not therof excuſe</l>
               <l>And all maketh loue well I wote</l>
               <l>Of whiche myn herte is euer hote</l>
               <l>So that I brenne as doth a glede</l>
               <l>For wrath, that I may not ſpede</l>
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               <l>And thus full ofte a day for nought</l>
               <l>(Saufe onlyche of myn owne thought)</l>
               <l>I am ſo with my ſeluen wroth</l>
               <l>That howe ſo that the game goth</l>
               <l>with other men I am not gladde</l>
               <l>But I am well the more vngladde</l>
               <l>For that is other mens game</l>
               <l>It tourneth me to pure grame</l>
               <l>Thus am I with my ſelfe oppreſſed</l>
               <l>Of thought, whiche I haue impreſſed</l>
               <l>That all wakynge I dreme and mete</l>
               <l>That I alone with her mete</l>
               <l>And pray her of ſome good anſwere</l>
               <l>But for ſhe wolde not gladly ſwere</l>
               <l>She ſayth me naye withouten othe</l>
               <l>And thus waxe I within wroth</l>
               <l>That outwarde I am all affrayed</l>
               <l>And ſo diſtempered, and ſo eſmayed</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>A thouſande tymes on a daye</l>
               <l>There ſowneth in myn eares nay</l>
               <l>The whiche ſhe ſayde me tofore</l>
               <l>Thus be my wyttes all forlore</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>nely whan I begynne</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>cken with my ſelfe withinne</l>
               <l>Howe many yeres ben agone</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> I haue truely loued one</l>
               <l>And neuer toke of her other hede</l>
               <l>And euer a lyche for to ſpede</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> the more I with her deale</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> that my hap, and all my heale</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> thinketh is ay the lenger the ferre</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ngeth my gladſhip out of erre</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> of my wyttes ben empeyred</l>
               <l>And I, as who ſayth, all diſpcired</l>
               <l>For <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>tly whan that I muſe</l>
               <l>And thynke, howe ſhe woll me refuſe</l>
               <l>I am with anger ſo beſtadde</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> this worlde myght I be gladde</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> for the while that it laſteth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſo downe my ioye it caſteth</l>
               <l>And by the forther that I be</l>
               <l>(whan I ne may my lady ſe)</l>
               <l>The more I am redy to wrathe</l>
               <l>That for the touchynge of a lath</l>
               <l>Or for the tournynge of a ſtre</l>
               <l>I wode as doth the wylde ſee</l>
               <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>m ſo melancolyous</l>
               <l>That there nys ſeruaunt in myne houſe</l>
               <l>Ne none of tho, that be aboute</l>
               <l>That eche of hem ne ſtant in doubte</l>
               <l>And wenen, that I ſhulde raue</l>
               <l>For angre, that they ſe me haue</l>
               <l>And ſo they wondre more and laſſe</l>
               <l>That they ſeen it ouerpaſſe</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>But father, if it ſo betyde</l>
               <l>That I approche at any tyde</l>
               <l>The place, where my lady is</l>
               <l>And than her lyketh ywys</l>
               <l>To ſpeke a goodly worde vnto me</l>
               <l>For all the golde that is in Rome</l>
               <l>Ne couth I after that be wroth</l>
               <l>But all myn angre ouer gothe</l>
               <l>So gladde I am of the preſence</l>
               <l>Of her, that I all offence</l>
               <l>Foryete, as though it were nought</l>
               <l>So ouer glad is my thought</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>And netheles, the ſothe to telle</l>
               <l>Ayenewarde if it ſo befelle</l>
               <l>That I at thylke tyme ſye</l>
               <l>On me, that ſhe my ſeaſte her eye</l>
               <l>Or that ſhe lyſt not loke</l>
               <l>And I therof good hede toke</l>
               <l>Anone into my fyrſte eſtate</l>
               <l>I tourne, and am with that alſo mate</l>
               <l>That euer it is a lyche wycke</l>
               <l>And thus myn honde ayene the prycke</l>
               <l>I hurte, and haue done many a day</l>
               <l>And go ſo forth as I go may</l>
               <l>Full ofte bytynge on my lyppe</l>
               <l>And make vnto my ſelfe a whyppe</l>
               <l>with whiche in many a chele and hete</l>
               <l>My wofull herte is ſo to beate</l>
               <l>That all my wyttes ben vnſofte</l>
               <l>And I am wrothe, I not how ofte</l>
               <l>And all it is melancolye</l>
               <l>whiche groweth on the fantaſye</l>
               <l>Of loue, that me woll not loute</l>
               <l>So beare I forthe an angry ſnoute</l>
               <l>Fulle many tymes in a yere</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>But father nowe ye ſytten here</l>
               <l>In Loues ſtede, I you beſeche</l>
               <l>That ſome enſample ye me teche</l>
               <l>wherof I may my ſelfe appeaſe</l>
            </lg>
            <div type="part">
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor,</head>
                  <l>¶My ſonne for thyn hertes eaſe</l>
                  <l>I ſhall fulfyll thy prayere</l>
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                  <l>So that thou myght the better lere</l>
                  <l>what miſchiefe that this vice ſtereth</l>
                  <l>whiche in his anger nought forbeareth</l>
                  <l>wherof that after hym forthynketh</l>
                  <l>whan he is ſobre, and that he thynketh</l>
                  <l>Vpon the foly of his dede</l>
                  <l>And of this poynt a tale I rede.</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra iſtos / qui cum vires amoris non ſunt realiter experti contra alios amantes melancolica ſeueritate ad it acnndia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vindicte prouocantur, Et narrat qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liter rex <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>olus filium nomine Machareum et filiam nomine Canacem habuit / qui cum ab in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fantia vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> pubertaiem inuicem fuerant educati, Cupido tande<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cum ignito iaculo amborum cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dis deſideria amoroſe penetrauit / ita ꝙ natura Canacis cooperante a fratre ſuo inpregnata par turit, ſuper quo pater intollerabilem inuentutis concupiſcentiam ignorans / nimia<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> furoris me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lancolia preuentus / dictam filiam cum partu deloriſiſſimo caſu interfeci diuidicauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶There was a kynge, whiche Eolus</l>
                  <l>was hote: and it befell hym thus</l>
                  <l>That he two children had fayre</l>
                  <l>The ſonne cleped was Machayre</l>
                  <l>The doughter eke Canace hyght</l>
                  <l>By day bothe and eke by nyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whyle they be yonge of co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mon wonne</l>
                  <l>In chambre they to gether wonne</l>
                  <l>And as they ſhulden pleyd hem ofte</l>
                  <l>Tyll they be growen vp alofte</l>
                  <l>In the yongthe of luſty age</l>
                  <l>whan kynde aſſaileth the courage</l>
                  <l>with loue, and doth hym for to bowe</l>
                  <l>That he no reaſon can allowe</l>
                  <l>But halte the lawes of nature</l>
                  <l>For whome that loue hath vnder cure</l>
                  <l>As he is blynde hym ſelfe, ryght ſo</l>
                  <l>He maketh his clyent blynde alſo</l>
                  <l>In ſuche maner, as I you telle</l>
                  <l>As they all day to gether dwelle</l>
                  <l>This brother myght it not aſterte</l>
                  <l>That he with all his hole herte</l>
                  <l>His loue vpon his ſyſter caſt</l>
                  <l>And ſo it felle hem at the laſte</l>
                  <l>That this Machayre with Canace</l>
                  <l>whan they were in a preuy place</l>
                  <l>Cupyde ba<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> hem fyrſt to kyſſe</l>
                  <l>And after ſhe, whiche is mayſtryſſe</l>
                  <l>In kynde, and teacheth euery lyfe</l>
                  <l>without lawe poſitife</l>
                  <l>Of which ſhe taketh no maner charge</l>
                  <l>But kepeth her lawes all at large</l>
                  <l>Nature toke hem in to lore</l>
                  <l>And taught hem ſo, that ouermore</l>
                  <l>She hath hem in ſuche a wyſe daunted</l>
                  <l>That they were, as who ſaith, encha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ted</l>
                  <l>And as the blynde an other ledeth</l>
                  <l>And tyll they falle nothynge dredeth</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo they had none in ſyght</l>
                  <l>But as a byrde, whiche woll a lyght</l>
                  <l>And ſeeth the meate, and not the nette</l>
                  <l>whiche in deceyt of hym is ſette</l>
                  <l>Theſe yonge folke no peryll ſye</l>
                  <l>But all was lykynge in her eye</l>
                  <l>In that they felle vpon the chaunce</l>
                  <l>where wyt hath lore his remembrance</l>
                  <l>So longe they to gether aſſemble</l>
                  <l>The wombe aroſe, &amp; ſhe gan to tremble</l>
                  <l>And helde her in her chambre cloſe</l>
                  <l>For drede it ſhulde be diſcloſe</l>
                  <l>And come vnto her fathers care</l>
                  <l>wherof the ſonne had alſo fere</l>
                  <l>And feyneth cauſe for to ryde</l>
                  <l>For longe durſt he not abyde</l>
                  <l>In aunter if men woll ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That he his ſyſter hath forleyne</l>
                  <l>For yet ſhe had it not be knowe</l>
                  <l>whoſe was the childe at thylke throwe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Machayre goth, Canace abyt</l>
                  <l>The whiche was not delyuered yet</l>
                  <l>But ryght ſone after that, ſhe was</l>
                  <l>¶ Nowe liſt and herken a wofull cas</l>
                  <l>The ſoth, whiche may not ben hyd</l>
                  <l>was at laſte knowe and kydde</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kynge, howe that it ſtode</l>
                  <l>And whan that he it vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>Anone into Melancolye</l>
                  <l>As though it were a freneſye</l>
                  <l>He felle, as he whiche nothynge couthe</l>
                  <l>Howe mayſterfull Loue is in youthe</l>
                  <l>And for he was to loue ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>He wolde not his herte chaunge</l>
                  <l>To be benigne and fauourable</l>
                  <l>To Loue, but vnmerciable</l>
                  <l>Betwene the wawe of wode and wroth</l>
                  <l>In to his doughters chambre he gothe</l>
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                  <l>And ſye the childe was late bore</l>
                  <l>wherof he hath his othe ſwore</l>
                  <l>That ſhe it ſhall full ſore abye</l>
                  <l>And ſhe beganne mercy to crye</l>
                  <l>Vpon her bare knees, and prayde</l>
                  <l>And to her father thus ſhe ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Haue mercy father, thynke I am</l>
                  <l>Thy childe, and of thy bloud I cam</l>
                  <l>That I myſdede, youth it made</l>
                  <l>And in the flouddes bad me wade</l>
                  <l>where that I ſawe no peryll tho</l>
                  <l>But nowe it is befalle ſo</l>
                  <l>Mercy my father, do no wreche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And with that worde ſhe loſte ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And felle downe ſwouned at his fote</l>
                  <l>As ſhe for ſorowe nedes mote</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But his horrible crueltie</l>
                  <l>That myght attempte no pitie</l>
                  <l>Out of her chambre forth he wente</l>
                  <l>All full of wrath in his entente</l>
                  <l>And toke the counſayle in his herte</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſhall not the deth aſterte</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche is melancolyen</l>
                  <l>Of pacyence hath not lyen</l>
                  <l>wherof he may his wrath reſtreyne</l>
                  <l>And in this wylde wode peyne</l>
                  <l>whan all his reaſon was vntame</l>
                  <l>A kn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ght he cleped by his name</l>
                  <l>And toke hym, as by wey of ſonde</l>
                  <l>A naked ſwerde, to beare on honde</l>
                  <l>And ſayde hym, that he ſhulde go</l>
                  <l>And telle vnto his doughter ſo</l>
                  <l>In the maner as he hym bade</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe that ſharpe ſwerdes blade</l>
                  <l>Receyue ſhulde, and do withall</l>
                  <l>So that ſhe wote where to ſhe ſhall</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Forth in meſſage goth this knyght</l>
                  <l>Vnto this wofull yonge wyght</l>
                  <l>This ſharpe ſwerde to her he toke</l>
                  <l>wherof that all her body quoke</l>
                  <l>For well ſhe wyſt what it ment</l>
                  <l>And that it was to thylke entent</l>
                  <l>That ſhe her ſeluen ſhulde ſlee</l>
                  <l>And to the knyght ſhe ſayde ye</l>
                  <l>Nowe that I wote my fathers wyll</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall in this wyſe ſpyll</l>
                  <l>I wyll obeye me therto</l>
                  <l>And as he woll it ſhall be do</l>
                  <l>But now this thing may be none other</l>
                  <l>I woll a letter vnto my brother</l>
                  <l>So as my feble hande may wryte</l>
                  <l>with all my wofull herte endyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She toke a penne on honde tho</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt and all the wo</l>
                  <l>As ferforth as her ſelfe it wote</l>
                  <l>Vnto her deadly frende ſhe wrote</l>
                  <l>And tolde howe that her fathers grace</l>
                  <l>She myght for nothynge purchace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer that as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>She wrote and ſayd in this manere</l>
                  <l>¶ O thou my ſorowe, and my gladnes</l>
                  <l>O thou my hele, and my ſyckenes</l>
                  <l>O thou my wanhope, and my truſt</l>
                  <l>O thou my diſeſe, and all my luſt</l>
                  <l>O thou my wele, O thou my wo</l>
                  <l>O thou my frende, O thou my fo</l>
                  <l>O thou my loue, O thou my hate</l>
                  <l>For the mote I be deade algate</l>
                  <l>Thylke ende may I not aſterte</l>
                  <l>And yet with all myn holle herte</l>
                  <l>while that there laſteth me any breath</l>
                  <l>I woll the loue vnto my death</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But of o thynge I ſhall the preye</l>
                  <l>If that my lytell ſonne deye</l>
                  <l>Let hym be buryed in my graue</l>
                  <l>Beſyde me, ſo ſhalte thou haue</l>
                  <l>Vpon vs both remembraunce</l>
                  <l>For thus it ſtondeth of my greuaunce</l>
                  <l>Nowe at this tyme, as thou ſhalt wite</l>
                  <l>with teares, and with inke wryte</l>
                  <l>This letter I haue in cares colde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In my right honde my penne I holde</l>
                  <l>And in my lefte my ſwerde I kepe</l>
                  <l>And in my barme there lyeth to wepe</l>
                  <l>Thy chylde &amp; myn, whiche ſobbeth faſt</l>
                  <l>Nowe am I come vnto my laſt</l>
                  <l>Fare well: for I ſhall ſone dye</l>
                  <l>And thynke howe I thy loue abye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The pomell of the ſwerde to grounde</l>
                  <l>She ſet: and with the poynt a wounde</l>
                  <l>Through out her hert anone ſhe made</l>
                  <l>And forth with all pale and fade</l>
                  <l>She felle downe deed fro ther ſhe ſtode</l>
                  <l>The childe lay bathende in her bloude</l>
                  <l>Out rolled from the mother barme</l>
                  <l>And for the bloud was bote &amp; warme</l>
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                  <l>He baſketh hym about therin</l>
                  <l>Ther was no bote for to wynne</l>
                  <l>For whiche he can no pyte knowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge cam in the ſame throwe</l>
                  <l>And ſawe howe that his doughter died</l>
                  <l>And howe this baby all blody cryed</l>
                  <l>But all that myght hym not ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>That he ne badde to do Iuyſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the chylde, and bere hym out</l>
                  <l>And ſeche in the foreſt aboute</l>
                  <l>Som wylde place that it were</l>
                  <l>To caſt hym out of honde there</l>
                  <l>So that ſome beſte hym may deuoure</l>
                  <l>where as no man hym ſhall ſocure</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>All that he badde was done in dede</l>
                  <l>A who harde euer ſynge or rede</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a thynge, as tho was do</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche ladde his wrath ſo</l>
                  <l>Hath knowe of loue but a lyte</l>
                  <l>But for all that he was to wyte</l>
                  <l>Through his ſodeyne melancolye</l>
                  <l>To do ſo great a felonye.</l>
                  <l>¶ For thy my ſonne, howe ſo it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>By this cas thou myght vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That if thou euer in cauſe of loue</l>
                  <l>Shalt deme, and thou be ſo aboue</l>
                  <l>That thou myght leade it at thy wylle</l>
                  <l>Let neuer through thy wrath ſpylle</l>
                  <l>whiche euery kinde ſhulde ſaue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For it ſyt euery man to haue</l>
                  <l>Rewarde to loue and to his myght</l>
                  <l>Ayenſt whos ſtrengthe may no wyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſith an hert is ſo ſtreined</l>
                  <l>The reddour ought to be reſtreined</l>
                  <l>To hym that may bet aweye</l>
                  <l>whan he mote to nature obeye</l>
                  <l>For it is ſayde thus ouerall</l>
                  <l>That nedes mote, that nedes ſhall</l>
                  <l>Of that a lyfe doth after kynde</l>
                  <l>wherof he may no bote fynde</l>
                  <l>what thinge nature hath ſet in lawe</l>
                  <l>Ther may no mans myght withdrawe</l>
                  <l>And who that worcheth there ayene</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tyme it hath be ſeyne</l>
                  <l>There hath befalle great vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>wherof I fynde a remembraunce.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic narrat qualiter Tireſias in quodam mo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>te duos ſerppentes inuenit pariter commiſcentes quos cum virga percuſſit, Irati dil ob hoc, &amp; na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turam impediuit, ipſum contra naturam a forma virili immuliebrem tranſmutarunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Ouide after the tyme tho</l>
                  <l>Tolde an enſample, and ſayde ſo</l>
                  <l>Howe that whylom Tireſyas</l>
                  <l>As he walkend goth par cas</l>
                  <l>Vpon an hygh mounteyne, he ſygh</l>
                  <l>Two ſerpentes in his wey<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> nyghe</l>
                  <l>And they ſo, as nature hem taught</l>
                  <l>Aſſembled were, and he tho cought</l>
                  <l>A yerde, whiche he bare on honde</l>
                  <l>And thought, that he wolde fonde</l>
                  <l>To lette hem, and ſmote hem bothe</l>
                  <l>wherof the goddes weren wrothe</l>
                  <l>And for he hath deſtourbed kynde</l>
                  <l>And was ſo to nature vnkynde</l>
                  <l>Vnkyndelyche he was tranſformed</l>
                  <l>That he, which erſt a man was formed</l>
                  <l>In to a woman was forſhape</l>
                  <l>That was to hym an angry iape</l>
                  <l>But for that he with anger wrought</l>
                  <l>His anger angerlyche he bought</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶ Lo thus my ſon Ouide hath wryte</l>
                     <l>wherof thou myght by reaſon wyte</l>
                     <l>More is a man than ſuche a beſt</l>
                     <l>So myght it neuer ben honeſt</l>
                     <l>A man to wrathen hym to ſore</l>
                     <l>Of that another doth the lore</l>
                     <l>Of kynde, in whiche is no malyce</l>
                     <l>But onely that it is a vyce</l>
                     <l>And though a man be reſonable</l>
                     <l>yet after kynde he is meuable</l>
                     <l>To loue, where he woll or none</l>
                     <l>Thynke thou my ſonne therupon</l>
                     <l>And do melancolye aweye</l>
                     <l>For loue hath euer his luſte to pleye</l>
                     <l>As he whiche wold no lyfe greue.</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>¶ My fader that I may well leue</l>
                  <l>All that ye telle, it is ſkylle</l>
                  <l>Let euery man loue, as he wylle</l>
                  <l>Be ſo it be not my lady</l>
                  <l>For I ſhall not be wroth there by</l>
                  <l>But that I wrath and fare amys</l>
                  <l>Alone vpon my ſelfe it is</l>
                  <l>That I with bothe loue and kynde</l>
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                  <l>I am ſo beſtad, that I can fynde</l>
                  <l>No wey, howe I it may aſterte</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant vpon myn owne hert</l>
                  <l>And toucheth to none or her lyfe</l>
                  <l>Sauf onely to that ſwete wyfe</l>
                  <l>For whome, but if it be amended</l>
                  <l>My gladde dayes ben diſpended</l>
                  <l>That I my ſelfe ſhall not forbere</l>
                  <l>The wrathe, whiche I nowe bere</l>
                  <l>For therof is none other lyche</l>
                  <l>Nowe aſketh forth I yowe beſeche</l>
                  <l>Of wrathe, if there ought elles is</l>
                  <l>wherof to ſhryue. Sonne yis</l>
                  <q>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> litem, que linguae frena reſoluens,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> infames currit vbi<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> vias.</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> mitrix quos educat iſta loquaces,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> a latere linquit habere vagos</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> agens tacit<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> no qui celet ore,</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>ptan carpit amoris iter.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſuper ſecunda ſpecie ire <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ex cuius co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>turelus innumeroſa <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> tam in amoris cauſa qu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>i aliter <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſepiſſime exorta eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>OF wrath the ſecond is cheſt</l>
                  <l>which hath the wyndes of te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>peſt</l>
                  <l>To kepe, and mani a ſodeine blaſt</l>
                  <l>He bloweth, wherof ben agaſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hat deſyren pes and reſte</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> is that ylke vngoodly eſte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> many a luſty loue hath twynned</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> hereth euer his mouth vnpinned</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hat his lyppes ben vnloke</l>
                  <l>And his courage is all to broke</l>
                  <l>That euery thynge, whiche he can telle</l>
                  <l>It ſpringeth vp as doth a welle</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>che may no man of his ſtremes hide</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> renneth out on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> boylen vp the foule ſawes</l>
                  <l>That cheſte wote of his felawes</l>
                  <l>For as a ſyue kepeth Ale</l>
                  <l>R<gap reason="illegible" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ght ſo can cheſte kepe a tale</l>
                  <l>All that he wote, he woll dyſcloſe</l>
                  <l>And ſpeke er any man oppoſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As a cyte withoute walle</l>
                  <l>where men may gon out oueralle</l>
                  <l>withouten any reſyſtence</l>
                  <l>So with his croked eloquence</l>
                  <l>He ſpeketh all, that he wote with ynne</l>
                  <l>wherof men leſe more than wynne</l>
                  <l>For often tyme of his chydinge</l>
                  <l>He bryngeth to hous ſuche tydynge</l>
                  <l>That maketh werre at beddes bede</l>
                  <l>He is the leueyn of the brede</l>
                  <l>whiche ſoureth all the paſt about</l>
                  <l>Men ought well ſuche one to doute</l>
                  <l>For euer his bowe is redy bent</l>
                  <l>And whome he hyt, I tell hym ſhent</l>
                  <l>If he may perce hym with his tonge</l>
                  <l>And eke ſo loude his belle is ronge</l>
                  <l>That of the noyſe, and of the ſoune</l>
                  <l>Men feren hym in all the towne</l>
                  <l>well more than they done of thonder</l>
                  <l>For that is cauſe of more wonder</l>
                  <l>For with the windes which he bloweth</l>
                  <l>Full ofte ſyth he ouer throweth</l>
                  <l>The Cytees, and the polycye</l>
                  <l>That I haue herde the people crye</l>
                  <l>And echone ſayde in his degre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ha wycke tonge wo thou be</l>
                  <l>For men ſayn, that the harde bone</l>
                  <l>All though hym ſelfe haue none</l>
                  <l>A tonge breaketh it all to pyeces</l>
                  <l>He hath ſo many ſondry ſpices</l>
                  <l>Of vyce, that I may not wel</l>
                  <l>Deſcriue hem by a thouſand dele</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan that he to cheſte falleth</l>
                  <l>Full many a wonder thynge befalleth</l>
                  <l>For he ne can no thynge forbere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe telle my ſonne thyn anſwere</l>
                  <l>If it hath euer ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>That thou at any tyme haſt chyd</l>
                  <l>Toward thy loue. Fader naye</l>
                  <l>Suche cheſte yet vnto this daye</l>
                  <l>Ne made I neuer, god forbede</l>
                  <l>For er I ſynge ſuche a crede</l>
                  <l>I hadde leuer to be lewed</l>
                  <l>For than were I all beſhrewed</l>
                  <l>And worthy to be put a backe</l>
                  <l>with all the ſorowe vpon my backe</l>
                  <l>That any man ordeyne couthe</l>
                  <l>But I ſpake neuer yet by mouthe</l>
                  <l>That vnto cheſt myght touche</l>
                  <l>And that I durſt ryght wel vouche</l>
                  <l>Vpon her ſelfe, as for wytnes</l>
                  <l>For I wote of her gentilnes</l>
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                  <l>That ſhe me wold wel excuſe</l>
                  <l>That I no ſuche thynges vſe</l>
                  <l>And if it ſhulde ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>That I algates muſt chyde</l>
                  <l>It myght not be to my loue</l>
                  <l>For ſo yet neuer was I aboue</l>
                  <l>For all this wyde worlde to wynne</l>
                  <l>That I durſt any worde begynne</l>
                  <l>By which ſhe myght haue be amoued</l>
                  <l>And I of cheſte alſo reproued</l>
                  <l>But rather if it myght her lyke</l>
                  <l>The beſte wordes wolde I pyke</l>
                  <l>whiche I couthe in myn hert cheſe</l>
                  <l>And ſerue hem forth in ſtede of cheſe</l>
                  <l>For that is helpelyche to defye</l>
                  <l>And I wolde ſo my wordes plye</l>
                  <l>That myghten wrath and cheſte auale</l>
                  <l>with tellynge of my ſofte tale</l>
                  <l>Thus dar I make a forward</l>
                  <l>That neuer vnto my lady ward</l>
                  <l>yet ſpake I word in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>wherof that cheſt ſhulde aryſe</l>
                  <l>Thus ſay I not, that I full ofte</l>
                  <l>Ne haue, whan I ſpake moſte ſofte</l>
                  <l>Parcas ſayde more than ynough</l>
                  <l>But ſo well halt no man the plough</l>
                  <l>That he ne balketh other whyle</l>
                  <l>Ne ſo wel can no man affyle</l>
                  <l>His tong, that ſomtyme in rape</l>
                  <l>Hym may ſome lyght worde ouerſcape</l>
                  <l>And yet ne meneth he no cheſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But that I haue ayene her beſt</l>
                  <l>Full ofte ſpoke, I am beknowe</l>
                  <l>And howe my wylle is that ye knowe</l>
                  <l>For whan my tyme cometh about</l>
                  <l>That I dar ſpeke, and ſay all out</l>
                  <l>My longe loue, of whiche ſhe wot</l>
                  <l>That euer in one alyche hot</l>
                  <l>Me greueth: than all my dyſeſe</l>
                  <l>I telle: and though it her dyſpleſe</l>
                  <l>I ſpeke it forth, and nought ne leue</l>
                  <l>And though it be beſyde her leue</l>
                  <l>I hope and trowe netheles</l>
                  <l>That I do not ayene the pes</l>
                  <l>For though I telle her all my thought</l>
                  <l>She wot well, that I chyde nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men may the hyghe god beſeche</l>
                  <l>And he wol here a mans ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And he not wroth of that he ſeyth</l>
                  <l>So yeueth it me the more feyth</l>
                  <l>And maketh me hardy ſoth to ſey</l>
                  <l>That I dar wel the better prey</l>
                  <l>My lady, whiche a woman is</l>
                  <l>For though I telle her that er is</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche me greueth ſore</l>
                  <l>Her ought not be wroth the more</l>
                  <l>For I without noyſe or crye</l>
                  <l>My playnt make all buxomly</l>
                  <l>To putten all wrath away</l>
                  <l>Thus dar I ſay vnto this day</l>
                  <l>Of cheſte, in erneſt or in game</l>
                  <l>My lady ſhall me no thynge blame</l>
                  <l>But ofte tyme it bath betyde</l>
                  <l>That with my ſeluen I haue chid</l>
                  <l>That no man couthe better chyde</l>
                  <l>And that hath ben at euery tyde</l>
                  <l>whan I cam to my ſelue allone</l>
                  <l>For than I made a preuy mone</l>
                  <l>And euery tale by and by</l>
                  <l>whiche as I ſpake to my lady</l>
                  <l>I thynke and peyſe in my balaunce</l>
                  <l>And drawe in to my remembraunce</l>
                  <l>And than, if that I fynde a lacke</l>
                  <l>Of any worde, that I my ſpake</l>
                  <l>whiche was to moche in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>Anone my wyttes I deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>And make a chyding in myn hert</l>
                  <l>That any worde me ſhulde aſterte</l>
                  <l>whiche as I ſhuld haue holden ynne</l>
                  <l>And ſoforth after I begynne</l>
                  <l>And loke if there was elles ought</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke, and I ne ſpake it nought</l>
                  <l>And than if I may ſeche and fynde</l>
                  <l>That any worde be lefte behynde</l>
                  <l>whiche as I ſhulde more haue ſpoke</l>
                  <l>I wolde vpon my ſelfe be wroke</l>
                  <l>And chyde with my ſelfen ſo</l>
                  <l>That all my wyt is ouer go</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For no man maye his tyme lore</l>
                  <l>Recouer: and thus I am therfoe</l>
                  <l>So ouer wroth in all my thought</l>
                  <l>That I my ſelfe chyde all to nought</l>
                  <l>That for to moche, or for to lyte</l>
                  <l>Full ofte I am my ſelfe to wyt</l>
                  <l>But all that may me not auayle</l>
                  <l>with cheſte though I me trauayle</l>
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                  <l>But oule on ſtoke, and ſtoke on oule</l>
                  <l>The more that a man defoule</l>
                  <l>Men wote wel whiche hath the werſe</l>
                  <l>And ſo to me nis worth a kerſe</l>
                  <l>But torneth vnto myn owne hede</l>
                  <l>Though I telle, that I were dede</l>
                  <l>wolde euer chyde in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of loue, as I to you deuyſe</l>
                  <l>¶But fader nowe ye haue all herd</l>
                  <l>In this maner howe I haue ferd</l>
                  <l>Of cheſte, and of dyſſencyon</l>
                  <l>yeue me your abſolucyon</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶My ſonne if that thou wyſteſt all</l>
                  <l>what cheſte doth in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>To loue, and to his welwyllinge</l>
                  <l>Thou woldeſt fleen his knowlegeynge</l>
                  <l>For who that moſt can ſpeke fayre</l>
                  <l>And lerne to be debonayre</l>
                  <l>Is moſt acordende vnto loue</l>
                  <l>Fayre ſpeche hath ofte brought aboue</l>
                  <l>Full many a man, as it is knowe</l>
                  <l>whiche elles ſhuld haue ben right lowe</l>
                  <l>And fayled mochel of his wylle</l>
                  <l>For thy holde thy tonge ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And lete thy wytte thy wylle reſte</l>
                  <l>So that thou falle not in cheſte</l>
                  <l>which is the ſours of great dyſtaunce</l>
                  <l>And take in to remembraunce</l>
                  <l>If thou myght gete Pacyence</l>
                  <l>whiche is the leche of all offence</l>
                  <l>As tellen vs the olde wyſe</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Paciencia eſt vindicta omnium iniuriarum.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>For whan nought elles may ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>By ſtrengthe, ne by mans wyt</l>
                  <l>Than Pacyence it ouer ſyt</l>
                  <l>And ouer cometh at laſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he may neuer longe laſte</l>
                  <l>whiche woll not bowe er that he breke</l>
                  <l>Take hede ſonne of that I ſpeke</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶My fader of your goodly ſpeche</l>
                     <l>And of the wytte, whiche ye me teche</l>
                     <l>I thanke you with all myn hert</l>
                     <l>For that word ſhall me neuer aſtert</l>
                     <l>That I ne ſhall your wordes holde</l>
                     <l>Of Pacyence, as ye me tolde</l>
                     <l>Als ferforth as myn hert thynketh</l>
                     <l>And of my wrath it me forthynketh</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But father if ye forth with all</l>
                     <l>Some good enſample, in ſpecyall</l>
                     <l>Me wolden teche of ſome Cronyke</l>
                     <l>It ſhulde well myn hert lyke</l>
                     <l>Of Pacyence for to here</l>
                     <l>So that I myght in my mater</l>
                     <l>The more vnto my loue obeye</l>
                     <l>And putten my diſeſe aweye</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor Exemplum de paciencia in amore contra lites habenda, Et narrat quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter Vxor Socratis ipſum quodam die muſtie ſermonibus litigauit, Sed cum ipſe abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vlla reſponſione omnia probra pacienter ſuſtulit / in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignata Vxor quandam ydriam plenam aque / quam in manu tenebat, ſuper caput viri ſui ſubi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to effudit, dicens: Euigila et loquere / qui reſpo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dens tunc ait. O vere iam ſcio / et expertus ſum, quod poſt ventorum rabiem ſequuntur imbres. Et iſto modo litis contumeliam ſua paciencia deuicit.</head>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>My ſonne a man to bye hympes</l>
                     <l>Behoueth ſuffer as Socrates</l>
                     <l>Enſample left, whiche is wryte</l>
                     <l>And for thou ſhalt the ſoth wyte</l>
                     <l>Of this enſample, what I mene</l>
                     <l>All though it be nowe lytell ſene</l>
                     <l>Amonge the men thylke euydence</l>
                     <l>Yet he was vpon pacyence</l>
                     <l>So ſet, that he hym ſelfe aſſay</l>
                     <l>In thinge, whiche myght him moſt miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pay</l>
                     <l>Deſyreth, and a wikked wyfe</l>
                     <l>He weddeth, which in ſorow and ſtryfe</l>
                     <l>Ageynſt his eaſe was contrayre</l>
                     <l>But he ſpake euer ſofte and fayre</l>
                     <l>Tyll it befelle, as it is tolde</l>
                     <l>In wynter, whan the day is colde</l>
                     <l>This wyfe was fro the welle come</l>
                     <l>where that a pot with water nome</l>
                     <l>She hath, and brought it in to howſe</l>
                     <l>And ſawe howe that her ſely ſpouſe</l>
                     <l>was ſet, and loked on a boke</l>
                     <l>Nygh to the fyre, as he whiche toke</l>
                     <l>His eaſe, as for a man of age</l>
                     <l>And ſhe began the wood rage</l>
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                     <l>And axeth hym, what diuel he thought</l>
                     <l>And bare on hond, that hym ne rought</l>
                     <l>what labour that ſhe toke on honde</l>
                     <l>And ſayth, that ſuche an huſbonde</l>
                     <l>was to a wyfe not worth a ſtre</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>He ſayd nother nay ne ye</l>
                     <l>But helde hym ſtille, and lete her chyde</l>
                     <l>And ſhe, which may her ſelfe not hyde</l>
                     <l>Began within for to ſwelle</l>
                     <l>And that ſhe brought in fro the welle</l>
                     <l>The water pot ſhe hent a lofte</l>
                     <l>And badde hym ſpeke, and he all ſofte</l>
                     <l>Sat ſtylle, and nought a word anſwerd</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And ſhe was wroth, that he ſo ferd</l>
                     <l>And axeth hym, if he be dede</l>
                     <l>And all the water on his hede</l>
                     <l>She poured out, and bad hym a wake</l>
                     <l>But he, whiche woll not forſake</l>
                     <l>His pacience, than ſpake</l>
                     <l>And ſayde, howe that he fond no lake</l>
                     <l>In no thynge whiche ſhe hadde do</l>
                     <l>For it was wynter tyme tho</l>
                     <l>And wynter, as by wey of kynde</l>
                     <l>whiche ſtormy is, as men it fynde</l>
                     <l>Fyrſte maketh the windes for to blowe</l>
                     <l>And after that within a throwe</l>
                     <l>He reyneth, and the water gates</l>
                     <l>Vndoth, and thus my wyfe algates</l>
                     <l>whiche is with reaſon well beſeyn</l>
                     <l>Hath made me bothe wynde and reyn</l>
                     <l>After the ſeaſon of the yere</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And than he ſet hym ner the fyre</l>
                     <l>And as he myght his clothes dryed</l>
                     <l>That he nomore o worde ne ſeyd</l>
                     <l>wherof he gat hym ſomdele reſt</l>
                     <l>For that hym thought was for the beſt</l>
                     <l>¶I not if thylke enſample yet</l>
                     <l>Acordeth with a mans wyt</l>
                     <l>To ſuffer, as Soſacrates dede</l>
                     <l>And if it fal in any ſtede</l>
                     <l>A man to leſe ſo his galle</l>
                     <l>Hym ought amonge the women alle</l>
                     <l>In Loues court, by Iugement</l>
                     <l>The name bere of pacient</l>
                     <l>To yeue enſample to the good</l>
                     <l>Of pacience howe that it ſtode</l>
                     <l>That other men it myght knowe</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <l>¶And ſonne if thou at any throwe</l>
                  <l>Be tempted ayenſt pacyence</l>
                  <l>Take hede vpon this euidence</l>
                  <l>It ſhall par caſe the leſſe greue</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Amans.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶My fader ſo as I beleue</l>
                     <l>Of that ſhall be no maner nede</l>
                     <l>For I woll take ſo good hede</l>
                     <l>That er I fall in ſuche aſſay</l>
                     <l>I thynke eſchewe, if that I may</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But if there be ought elles more</l>
                     <l>wherof I myght take lore</l>
                     <l>I pray you, ſo as I dare</l>
                     <l>Nowe telleth, that I may beware</l>
                     <l>Some other tale of this matter</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶Sonne it is euer good to lere</l>
                     <l>wherof thou myght thy word reſtreyne</l>
                     <l>Er that thou falle in any peyne</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>For who that can no counſeyl hyde</l>
                     <l>He may not fayle of wo beſyde</l>
                     <l>whiche ſhall befalle, er he it wyte</l>
                     <l>As I fynde in the bokes wryte</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum quod de al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terius lite intromittere cauendum eſt. Et narrat qualiter Iupiter cum Iunone ſuper quadam que ſitione litigabant / videlicet vtrum vir an mulier in amoris concupiſcentia feruencius ardebat: ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per quo Tireſiam eorum Iudicem conſtituebant Et qui ille contra Iunonem in dicte litis cauſa ſentenciam diffiniuit, irata de ipſe deum ambo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rum oculorum lumme claritatis abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> remiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſione priuauit.</head>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶Yet cam there neuer good of ſtryfe</l>
                     <l>To ſeche in all a mans lyfe</l>
                     <l>Though it begyn on pure game</l>
                     <l>Full ofte it torneth in to grame</l>
                     <l>And doth greuaunce on ſom ſyde</l>
                     <l>wherof the great clerke Ouide</l>
                     <l>After the lawe, whiche was tho</l>
                     <l>Of Iupiter and of Iuno</l>
                     <l>Maketh in his bokes mencion</l>
                     <l>Howe they felle at diſſencyon</l>
                     <l>In maner as it were a borde</l>
                     <l>As they began for to worde</l>
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                     <l>Amonge hem ſelfe in pryuete</l>
                     <l>And that was vpon this degre</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>whiche of the two more amorous is</l>
                     <l>Or man or wyfe, And vpon this</l>
                     <l>They myght not acorde in one</l>
                     <l>And toke a Iuge therupon</l>
                     <l>whiche cleped is Tyreſyas</l>
                     <l>And bad hym demen in this cas</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And he withoute auyſement</l>
                     <l>Avene Iuno gafe Iugement</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>This goddes, vpon his anſwere</l>
                     <l>was wrothe, and wolde not forbere</l>
                     <l>But toke awey for euermo</l>
                     <l>The lyght frome both his eyen two</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>whan Iupiter this hurt hath ſene</l>
                     <l>Another benefyte there ayene</l>
                     <l>He yafe, and ſuche a grace hym doth</l>
                     <l>That for he wyſte be ſayde ſoth</l>
                     <l>A <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>oth ſayer he was for euer</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But yet that other were leuer</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>ue hadde the lokynge of his eye</l>
                     <l>Than of his worde the prophecye</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>But howe ſo that the loth went</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> was the cauſe, of that he hent</l>
                     <l>So great a peyne bodyly</l>
                     <l>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> ſonne be thou ware there by</l>
                     <l>And holde thy tonge ſtylle cloſe</l>
                     <l>For who that hath his worde dyſcloſe</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> he wyte what he mene</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> full ofte nyghe his tene</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> leſeth full many tyme grace</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> that he wold his thank purchace</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And ouer this my ſonne dere</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> other men, if thou myght here</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> priuyte, what they haue wrought</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> counſeyl, and dyſcouer it nought</l>
                     <l>For cheſte can no cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeyl hele</l>
                     <l>Or be it wo or be it wele</l>
                     <l>And take a tale in to thy mynde</l>
                     <l>The whiche of olde enſample I fynde.</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Confeſſor exemplum contra illos, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> cauſa allterius conſilium reuelare <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>. Et narrat, qualiter queda<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> auis tunc <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>mine Cornus, conſilium domine ſue <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> denudauit: vnde co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tigit non ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Coronidem interfect, ſed et Coruum, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> tanquam nix albus fuit, in piceum co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rem pro perpetou tranſmutari.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>Phebus, which maketh the dais light</l>
                  <l>A loue he had, whiche tho byght</l>
                  <l>Coronis, whom abouen all.</l>
                  <l>He pleſeth. But what ſhall befalle</l>
                  <l>Of loue, there is no man knoweth</l>
                  <l>But as fortune her happes throweth</l>
                  <l>So it befell vpon a chaunce</l>
                  <l>A yong knyght toke her acqueintaunce</l>
                  <l>And had of her all that he wolde</l>
                  <l>But a fals byrd, which ſhe hath holde</l>
                  <l>And kept in chambre of pure youthe</l>
                  <l>Dyſcouerith all that euer he couthe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The byrdes name was as tho</l>
                  <l>Coruus, the whiche was than alſo</l>
                  <l>well more whyte than any ſwan</l>
                  <l>And he the ſhrewe all that he can</l>
                  <l>Of his lady to Phebus ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he for wrath his ſwerd out braide</l>
                  <l>with whiche Coromde anone he ſlough</l>
                  <l>But after, hym was wo ynough</l>
                  <l>And toke full great repentaunce</l>
                  <l>wherof in token and remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Of hem, whiche vſen wycke ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Vpon this byrde he toke his wreche</l>
                  <l>That there he was ſnowe whyte tofore</l>
                  <l>Euer afterwarde cole blake therfore</l>
                  <l>He was tranſformed, as it ſheweth</l>
                  <l>And many a man yet hym beſhreweth</l>
                  <l>And clepen hym in to this day</l>
                  <l>A Rauen, by whome yet men may</l>
                  <l>Take euydence, whan he crieth</l>
                  <l>That ſome my ſhap it ſygnifyeth</l>
                  <l>Beware therfore, and ſay the beſt</l>
                  <l>If thou wolt be thy ſelfe in reſt</l>
                  <l>My good ſonne, as I the rede</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ſoquitur ſuper eodem, Et narrat qualiter Lara Nimpha eo quod Iupiter Iuturnam abul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terauit / Iunoni Ionis vxori ſecretum reuelauit. Qua propter Iupiter ira commotus ſingua La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ris prins abſciſa / ipſam poſtea in profundum A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cherontis exulem pro perpetuo mancipauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Lo in another place I rede</l>
                  <l>Of thilk Nymphe, which Lara hyght</l>
                  <l>For ſhe the priuete by nyght</l>
                  <l>(How Iupiter lay by Iuturne)</l>
                  <l>Hath told: god made her ouertorne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Her tonge he cut, and in to helle</l>
                  <l>For euer he ſent her for to dwelle</l>
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                  <l>As ſhe that was not worthy here</l>
                  <l>To ben of loue a chambrere</l>
                  <l>For ſhe no counſayle couth bele</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſuche a dayes be nowe fele</l>
                  <l>In loues courte, as it is ſayde</l>
                  <l>That lette her tonges gone vnteyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne be thou none of tho</l>
                  <l>To iangle, and telle tales ſo</l>
                  <l>And namely that thou ne chyde</l>
                  <l>For cheſte can no counſayle hyde</l>
                  <l>For wrathe ſayde neuer wele</l>
                  <l>¶ My father ſothe is euery dele</l>
                  <l>That ye me teche: and I woll holde</l>
                  <l>The rule, whiche I am holde</l>
                  <l>To flee the cheſte, as ye me bydde</l>
                  <l>For well is hym, that neuer chydde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe telle me forth if there be more</l>
                  <l>As touchynge vnto wrathes lore.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Daemonis eſt odium, quaſi ſcriba cui dabit ira</l>
                  <l>Materiam ſcripti cordis ad antra ſui.</l>
                  <l>Non laxabit amor, odii quem frena reſtringunt</l>
                  <l>Nec ſecreta ſui iuris adire ſciuit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat Confeſſor de tercia ſpecie ire, que odiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> dicitur: cuius natura omnes ire inimicitias ad mentem reducens iſſas vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ad tempus vindic te, vefut ſcriba demonis in cordis papiro com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>memorandas inſerit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of wrathe yet there is an other</l>
                  <l>whiche is to cheſte his owne brother</l>
                  <l>And is by name cleped hate</l>
                  <l>That ſuffereth not within his gate</l>
                  <l>That there come other loue or peace</l>
                  <l>For he woll make no releaſe</l>
                  <l>Of no debate whiche is befalle</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſpeke if thou arte one of all</l>
                  <l>That with this vice hath he witholde</l>
                  <l>¶As yet for ought that ye me tolde</l>
                  <l>My father I not what it is</l>
                  <l>¶In good fayth ſonne I trowe yis</l>
                  <l>¶My father nay but ye me lere</l>
                  <l>¶Nowe lyſt my ſon &amp; thou ſhalt here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Hate is a wrath, not ſhewende</l>
                  <l>But of longe tyme gatherende</l>
                  <l>And dwelleth in the herte loken</l>
                  <l>Tyll he ſee tyme to be wroken</l>
                  <l>And than he ſheweth his tempeſt</l>
                  <l>More ſodeyne than the wylde beaſt</l>
                  <l>whiche wote nothynge, what mercy is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne arte thou knowen of this?</l>
                  <l>¶My good father, as I wene</l>
                  <l>Nowe wote I ſomedele what ye mene</l>
                  <l>But I dare ſaufely make an othe</l>
                  <l>My lady was me neuer lothe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I woll not ſwere netheles</l>
                  <l>That I of bate am gylteles</l>
                  <l>For whan I to my lady plye</l>
                  <l>Fro day to day, and mercy crye</l>
                  <l>And ſhe no mercy on me leyth</l>
                  <l>But ſhorte wordes to me ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Though I my lady loue algate</l>
                  <l>Tho wordes mote I nedes hate</l>
                  <l>And wolde they were all diſpent</l>
                  <l>Or ſo ferre out of londe went</l>
                  <l>That I neuer after ſhulde hem here</l>
                  <l>And yet loue I my lady dere</l>
                  <l>Thus is there hate, as ye may ſe</l>
                  <l>Betwene my ladyes worde, and me</l>
                  <l>The worde I hate, and her I loue</l>
                  <l>what ſo ſhall me betyde of loue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But furthermore I woll me ſhryue</l>
                  <l>That I haue hated all my lyue</l>
                  <l>Theſe ianglers, whiche of her enuye</l>
                  <l>Ben euer redy for to lye</l>
                  <l>For with her falſe compaſſement</l>
                  <l>Full often they haue made me ſhent</l>
                  <l>And hyndred me full ofte tyme</l>
                  <l>whan they no cauſe wyſte byme</l>
                  <l>But onlyche of her owne thought</l>
                  <l>And thus full ofte haue I bought</l>
                  <l>The lye, and dronke not of the wyne</l>
                  <l>I wolde her happe were ſuche as myne</l>
                  <l>For howe ſo that I be nowe ſhriue</l>
                  <l>To hem may I nought foryeue</l>
                  <l>Tylle I ſe hem at debate</l>
                  <l>with loue, and with myn eſtate</l>
                  <l>They myghten by her owne deme</l>
                  <l>And loke how wel it ſhuld hem queme</l>
                  <l>To hyndre a man, that loueth ſore</l>
                  <l>And thus I hate hem euermore</l>
                  <l>Tyl loue on hem wold done his wreche</l>
                  <l>For that ſhall I alway beſeche</l>
                  <l>Vnto the myghty Cupydo</l>
                  <l>That he ſo mochel wolde do</l>
                  <l>(So as he is of loue a god)</l>
                  <l>To ſmyte hem with the ſame rod</l>
                  <l>with whiche I am of loue ſmyten</l>
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                  <l>So that they myght knowe and wyten</l>
                  <l>Howe byndrynge is a wofull peyne</l>
                  <l>To hym, that loue wold atteyne</l>
                  <l>Thus euer on hem I wayte and hope</l>
                  <l>Tyll I may ſene hem lepe a lope</l>
                  <l>And halten on the ſame ſore</l>
                  <l>whiche I do nowe for euermore</l>
                  <l>I wolde than do my myght</l>
                  <l>So for to ſtonden in her lyghte</l>
                  <l>That they ne ſhulden haue awey</l>
                  <l>To that, they wolden put awey</l>
                  <l>I wolde hem put out of the ſtede</l>
                  <l>Fro loue, ryght as they me dede</l>
                  <l>with that they ſpeke of me by mouthe</l>
                  <l>So wolde I do, if that I couth</l>
                  <l>Of hem, and thus ſo god me ſaue</l>
                  <l>Is all the hate, that I haue</l>
                  <l>Towarde the ianglers euery dele</l>
                  <l>I wolde all other ferde wele</l>
                  <l>Thus haue I father, ſayd my wylle</l>
                  <l>Say forth nowe for I am ſtylle</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne of that thou haſt me ſayd</l>
                  <l>I holde me nought fully payde</l>
                  <l>That thou wolte haten any man</l>
                  <l>To that accorden I ne can</l>
                  <l>Though he haue hyndred the tofore</l>
                  <l>But this I telle the therfore</l>
                  <l>Thou myght vpon my benyſon</l>
                  <l>well haten the condicion</l>
                  <l>Of the ianglers, as thou me toldeſt</l>
                  <l>But furthermore, of that thou woldeſt</l>
                  <l>Hem byndre in any other wyſe</l>
                  <l>Suche hate is euer to deſpyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne I wolde the rede</l>
                  <l>That thou drawe in by frendely hede</l>
                  <l>That thou ne myght not do by hate</l>
                  <l>So myght thou gete loue algate</l>
                  <l>And ſette the my ſonne in reſt</l>
                  <l>For thou ſhalte fynde it for the beſt</l>
                  <l>And ouer this ſo as I dare</l>
                  <l>I rede, that thou be ryght ware</l>
                  <l>Of other mens hate about</l>
                  <l>whiche euery wyſe man ſhulde dout</l>
                  <l>For hate is euer vpon awayte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as the fyſſher on his bayte</l>
                  <l>Sleeth, whan he ſeeth the fyſſhes faſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So whan he ſeeth tyme at laſt</l>
                  <l>That he may worche an other wo</l>
                  <l>Shall no man tourne hym therfro</l>
                  <l>That hate nyll his felony</l>
                  <l>Fulfyll and feyne companye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>yet netheles for falſe ſemblaunt</l>
                  <l>Is towarde hym of couenaunt</l>
                  <l>witholde, ſo that vnder bothe</l>
                  <l>The preuy wrath can hym cloth</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall ſeme a great beleue</l>
                  <l>But ware the well, that thou ne leue</l>
                  <l>All that thou ſeeſt afore thyn eie</l>
                  <l>Soas the Gregoys whylom ſye</l>
                  <l>The boke of Troye who ſo rede</l>
                  <l>There may he fynde enſample in dede</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra illos / qui cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ire ſue odium aperte vindicare non poſſint, ficta diſſimulatione vindictam ſubdole aſſequen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur. Et narrat, quod cum Palamides princeps Grecorum in obſidione Troie a quibuſdam ſuis emulis proditorie interfectus fuiſſet / pater<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſuus rex Nauplus in patria ſua tunc exiſtens / huiuſmodi euentus certitudinem ſciuiſſet: gre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cos in ſui cordis odium ſuper omnia recollegit, vnde contigit, ꝙ cum greci deuicta Troia per al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum mare verſus Greciam nauigio remeantes obſcurriſſimo noctis tempore nimia ventoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peſtate iactabantur, rex Nauplus in terra ſua contra litus maris / vbi maiora ſaxorum emine<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bant pericula ſuper cacumina moncium, gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſſimos noctanter fecit ignes / quos greci aſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cientes ſaluum portum ibidem inuenire certiſſime putabant / Et teri am aproxima<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tes diruptis na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uibus magna pars grecorum periclitabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>SOnne after the deſtruction</l>
                  <l>whan Troy was all beate downe</l>
                  <l>And ſlain was priamus the king</l>
                  <l>The gregoys, whiche of all this thinge</l>
                  <l>Ben cauſe, tornen home ageyne</l>
                  <l>There may no man his hap withſeyne</l>
                  <l>It hath ben ſene, and felte full ofte</l>
                  <l>The harde tyme after the ſofte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By ſee as they forth homewarde went</l>
                  <l>A rage of great tempeſt hem hent</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iuno let bende her partie bowe</l>
                  <l>The ſky waxe derke, the wind gan blow</l>
                  <l>The fyry welken began to thonder</l>
                  <l>As though the world ſhuld al a ſonder</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>From heuen out of the water gates</l>
                  <l>The reyny ſtorme felle downe algates</l>
                  <l>And all her tacle made vnwelde</l>
                  <l>That no man myght hym ſelfe bewelde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There may men her ſhypmen crie</l>
                  <pb n="53" facs="tcp:7065:61"/>
                  <l>That ſtode in aunter for to dye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He that behynde ſat to ſtere</l>
                  <l>May not the for ſterne here</l>
                  <l>The ſhyp aroſe agayne the wawes</l>
                  <l>The lodeſman hath loſte his lawes</l>
                  <l>The ſee on beate on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>They nyſten what fortune abyde</l>
                  <l>But ſett hem well in goddes wyll</l>
                  <l>where he hem wolde ſaue or ſpyll</l>
                  <l>And it felle thylke tyme thus</l>
                  <l>There was a kynge, whiche Nauplus</l>
                  <l>was hote: and be a ſonne hadde</l>
                  <l>At Troye, whiche the gregoys ladde</l>
                  <l>As he that was made prynce of all</l>
                  <l>Tyll that fortune let hym falle</l>
                  <l>His name was Palamydes</l>
                  <l>But through an hate netheles</l>
                  <l>Of ſome of hem, his deathe was caſte</l>
                  <l>And he by treaſon ouercaſte</l>
                  <l>His father, whan he herde it telle</l>
                  <l>He ſwore, if euer his tyme felle</l>
                  <l>He wolde hym venge if that he myght</l>
                  <l>And therto his auowe he hyght</l>
                  <l>And thus this king through priue hate</l>
                  <l>Abode vpon a wayte algate</l>
                  <l>For he was not of ſuche empryſe</l>
                  <l>To auengen hym in open wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fame, whiche goth wyde where</l>
                  <l>Maketh knowe, howe that the grekes were</l>
                  <l>Homward with al the felauſhip</l>
                  <l>Fro Troy vpon the ſee by ſhyp</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nauplus whan he this vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>And knewe the tydes of the flode</l>
                  <l>And ſawe the wynde blow to the londe</l>
                  <l>A great deceyte anone he fonde</l>
                  <l>Of preuy bate, as thou ſhalte here</l>
                  <l>wherof I telle all this matere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kynge the wether gan beholde</l>
                  <l>And wyſt well, they moten holde</l>
                  <l>Her cours endelonge the marche right</l>
                  <l>And made vpon the derke nyght</l>
                  <l>Of great ſhydes and of blockes</l>
                  <l>Great <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>e ageyn the great rockes</l>
                  <l>To ſhewe vpon the hylles hygh</l>
                  <l>So that the flete of grece it ſygh</l>
                  <l>And ſo felle ryght as he thought</l>
                  <l>This flete, whiche an hauen ſought</l>
                  <l>The bryght fyres ſawe a ferre</l>
                  <l>And they ben drawen ner and ner</l>
                  <l>And wende well, and vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>Howe all that fyre was made for good</l>
                  <l>To ſhewe where men ſhulde aryue</l>
                  <l>And thytherwarde they haſten blyue</l>
                  <l>In ſemblaunt (as men ſayne) is gyle</l>
                  <l>And that was proued thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>The ſhip, which we<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d his helpe accroch</l>
                  <l>Drofe all to peces on the roche</l>
                  <l>And ſo there deden tenne or twelue</l>
                  <l>There myght no man helpe hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>For there they wenden death eſcape</l>
                  <l>withouten helpe her deathe was ſhape</l>
                  <l>Thus they that comen fyrſt tofore</l>
                  <l>Vpon the rockes ben forlore</l>
                  <l>But through noyſe, and their crie</l>
                  <l>The other were ware therby</l>
                  <l>And whan the day began to rowe</l>
                  <l>Tho myghten they the ſoth knowe</l>
                  <l>That where they wende frendes fynde</l>
                  <l>They fonde frendſhip all behynde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The londe than was ſone weyued</l>
                  <l>where that they hadden be deceyued</l>
                  <l>And toke hem to the hygh ſee</l>
                  <l>Therto they ſayden all ye</l>
                  <l>Fro that day forthe, &amp; where they were</l>
                  <l>Of that they haue aſſayed there</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶My ſonne wherof thou might auiſe</l>
                     <l>Howe fraude ſtant in many wyſe</l>
                     <l>Amonge hem, that gyle thynke</l>
                     <l>There is no ſcriuener with his inke</l>
                     <l>whiche halfe the fraude wryte can</l>
                     <l>That ſtant in ſuche a maner man</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>For thy the wyſe men ne demen</l>
                     <l>The thynges after that they ſemen</l>
                     <l>But after that they knowe and fynde</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>The myrrour ſheweth in his kynde</l>
                     <l>As he had all the worlde within</l>
                     <l>And is in ſothe nothynge therin</l>
                     <l>And ſo fareth hate for a throwe</l>
                     <l>Tyll he a man hath ouerthrowe</l>
                     <l>Shall no man knowe by his chere</l>
                     <l>whiche is auaunt, and whiche is arere</l>
                     <l>For thy my ſonne thynke on this</l>
                     <l>¶My father ſo I woll iwys</l>
                     <l>And if there more of wrath be</l>
                     <l>Nowe aſke forthe pur charite</l>
                     <pb facs="tcp:7065:62"/>
                     <l>As ye by your bokes knowe</l>
                     <l>And I the ſothe ſhall beknowe.</l>
                  </lg>
                  <q>
                     <l>Qui cohibere manum nequit, et ſic ſpem eius</l>
                     <l>Naribus hic populo ſepe timendas erit</l>
                     <l>Saepius in luctum Venus et ſua gaudia transfert</l>
                     <l>Cum<expan>
                           <am>
                              <g ref="char:abque"/>
                           </am>
                           <ex>que</ex>
                        </expan> ſuis thalamis talis ami cus adeſt.</l>
                     <l>Eſt amor amplexu non ictibus alliciendus</l>
                     <l>Frangit amicitias impetuoſa manus.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat Confeſſor ſuper quarta et quinta ſpecie ire / que impetuoſitas &amp; homicidium dicun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur: ſed primo de impetuoſitate ſpecialiter tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctare intendit, cuius natura ſpm<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in naribus ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>do ad omnes <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>re mociones in vindicta parata pacientiam nullatenus obſeruat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶My ſonne thou ſhalte vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That yet towarde wrath ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Of deadly vices other two</l>
                  <l>And for to telle her names ſo</l>
                  <l>It is Contecke and Homicide</l>
                  <l>That be to gether on euery ſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Contecke, as the bokes ſayne</l>
                  <l>Foolehaſt hath to his chamberlayne</l>
                  <l>By whoſe counſayle all vnauyſed</l>
                  <l>Is Pacyence mooſte deſpyſed</l>
                  <l>Tyll Homicide with hem mete</l>
                  <l>Fro Mercy they be all vnmete</l>
                  <l>And thus ben they the worſt of all</l>
                  <l>Of hem, whiche vnto wrath falle</l>
                  <l>In dede both, and eke in thought</l>
                  <l>For they accomten their wrath nought</l>
                  <l>But if there be ſhedynge of bloud</l>
                  <l>And thus lyche to a beaſt wode</l>
                  <l>They knowen not the god of lyfe</l>
                  <l>Be ſo they haue other ſwerde or knyfe</l>
                  <l>Her deadly wrath for to wreke</l>
                  <l>Of pyte lyſt hem not to ſpeke</l>
                  <l>None other reaſon they ne fonge</l>
                  <l>But that they ben of myght ſtronge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ware hym well in other place</l>
                  <l>where euery man behoueth grace</l>
                  <l>But there I trowe it ſhall hym fayle</l>
                  <l>To whom no mercy myght auayle</l>
                  <l>But wroughten vpon tyranny</l>
                  <l>That no pite n<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>e myght hem plye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now tell me ſonne. My father what?</l>
                  <l>If thou haſt be culpable of that</l>
                  <l>¶My father nay, Chriſte me forbede</l>
                  <l>I ſpeake onlyche of the dede</l>
                  <l>Of whiche I was neuer culpable</l>
                  <l>without cauſe reaſonable</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But this is not to my matere</l>
                  <l>Of ſhryfte why we ſytten here</l>
                  <l>For we be ſette to ſhryue of loue</l>
                  <l>As we begonne fyrſt aboue</l>
                  <l>And netheles I am beknowe</l>
                  <l>That as touchende of loues throwe</l>
                  <l>whan I my wyttes ouerwende</l>
                  <l>Myn hertes contecke hath none ende</l>
                  <l>But euer ſtant vpon debate</l>
                  <l>To great diſeaſe of myn eſtate</l>
                  <l>As for the tyme that it laſteth</l>
                  <l>For whan my fortune ouercaſteth</l>
                  <l>Her whele, &amp; is to me ſo ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>And that I ſe ſhe woll not chaunge</l>
                  <l>Than caſt I all the worlde about</l>
                  <l>And thynke howe I at home in dout</l>
                  <l>Haue all my tyme in veyne ſpended</l>
                  <l>And ſe not howe to be amended</l>
                  <l>But rather for to be empeyred</l>
                  <l>As he that is well nygh deſpeired</l>
                  <l>For I ne may nothynge deſerue</l>
                  <l>And euer I loue, and euer I ſerue</l>
                  <l>And euer I am a lyche nere</l>
                  <l>Thus, for I ſtonde in ſuche a were</l>
                  <l>I am, as who ſayth, out of herre</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon my ſelfe I werre</l>
                  <l>I brynge, and put out all pees</l>
                  <l>That I full ofte in ſuche a rees</l>
                  <l>Am wery of myn owne lyfe</l>
                  <l>So that of contecke, and of ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>I am beknowe and haue anſwerde</l>
                  <l>As ye my father nowe haue herde</l>
                  <l>Myn herte is wonderly begone</l>
                  <l>with counſayle, wherof wytte is one</l>
                  <l>whiche hath reaſon in company</l>
                  <l>Agayne the whiche ſtant partie</l>
                  <l>wylle, which hath Hope of his accorde</l>
                  <l>And thus they bryngen vp diſcorde</l>
                  <l>wytte and reaſon counſaylen ofte</l>
                  <l>That I myn herte ſhulde ſofte</l>
                  <l>And that I ſhulde <hi>V V Y L</hi> remue</l>
                  <l>And put hym ont of retenue</l>
                  <l>Or els holde hym vnder fote</l>
                  <l>For as they ſeyne, if that he mote</l>
                  <l>His owne reule haue vpon honde</l>
                  <l>There ſhall no wytte ben vnderſtonde</l>
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                  <l>Of hope, alſo to tellen this</l>
                  <l>That ouer all where that he is</l>
                  <l>He ſette the herte in ieopardy</l>
                  <l>with wyſſhynge and with fantaſy</l>
                  <l>And is not trewe of that he ſayth</l>
                  <l>So that in hym there is no feyth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus with reaſon and wytte auyſed</l>
                  <l>Is wylle and hope all daye deſpyſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Reaſon ſayth, that I ſhulde leue</l>
                  <l>To loue, where there is no leue</l>
                  <l>To ſpede: and wyll ſayth there ageyne</l>
                  <l>That ſuche an herte is to vyleyne</l>
                  <l>whiche dare not loue, tyll that he ſpede</l>
                  <l>Let Hope ſerue at ſuche a nede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeyth eke, where an herte ſytte</l>
                  <l>All holle gouerned vpon wytte</l>
                  <l>He hath this lyues luſte forlore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus myn herte is all to tore</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a contecke, as they make</l>
                  <l>But yet I may not <hi>VV Y L</hi> forſake</l>
                  <l>That he nys mayſter of my thought</l>
                  <l>Or that I ſpede, or ſpede nought</l>
                  <l>¶Thou doſt my ſon ageynſt the ryght</l>
                  <l>But loue is of ſo great a myght</l>
                  <l>His lawe may no man refuſe</l>
                  <l>So myght thou the better excuſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles thou ſhalt be lerned</l>
                  <l>That <hi>VV Y L</hi> ſhulde be gouerned</l>
                  <l>Of reaſon more than of kynde</l>
                  <l>wherof a tale write I fynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum quod omnis impetuoſa voluntas ſit diſcretionis moderamine gubernanda. Et narrat qualiter Diogenes / qui motus animi ſui rationi ſubiugauerat, regem Alexandrum ſub iſto facto ſibi opponente ple<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus informanit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶A philoſopher of whiche men tolde</l>
                  <l>There was whylom by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>And Dyogenes than he hyght</l>
                  <l>So olde he was, that he ne myghte</l>
                  <l>The worlde trauayle, and for the beſt</l>
                  <l>He ſhope hym for to take his reſt</l>
                  <l>And dwelle at home in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That nygh his houſe he lette deuyſe</l>
                  <l>Endelonge vpon an axell tree</l>
                  <l>To ſette a tonne in ſuche degree</l>
                  <l>That he it myght tourne aboute</l>
                  <l>wherof one heed was taken out</l>
                  <l>For he therin ſytte ſhulde</l>
                  <l>And tourne hym ſelfe as he wolde</l>
                  <l>And take the eyre, and ſe the heuen</l>
                  <l>And deme of the planettes ſeuen</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche couthe mochell what</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus full ofte there he ſat</l>
                  <l>To muſe in his philoſophye</l>
                  <l>Sole without companye</l>
                  <l>So that vpon a morowe tyde</l>
                  <l>A thynge, whiche ſhulde tho betyde</l>
                  <l>whan he was ſette, there as hym lyſt</l>
                  <l>To loke vpon the ſonne aryſt</l>
                  <l>wherof the propertie he ſyghe</l>
                  <l>It felle, there cam rydynge nygh</l>
                  <l>Kynge Alyſaunder, with a rout</l>
                  <l>And as he caſt his eie about</l>
                  <l>He ſygh this tonne: and what it ment</l>
                  <l>He wolde wytte, and thyther ſent</l>
                  <l>A knyght, by whom he myght it know</l>
                  <l>And he hym ſelfe that ilke throwe</l>
                  <l>Abode, and houeth there ſtylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This knight, after the kynges wylle</l>
                  <l>with ſpore made his horſe to gone</l>
                  <l>And to the tonne he cam anone</l>
                  <l>where that he fonde a man of age</l>
                  <l>And he hym tolde the meſſage</l>
                  <l>Suche as the kynge hym had bede</l>
                  <l>And aſketh why in thylke ſtede</l>
                  <l>The tonne ſtode: and what he was</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche vnderſtode the cas</l>
                  <l>Sat ſtyll, and ſpake no worde ageyne</l>
                  <l>The knyght bad ſpeke: &amp; ſayth, Vyleyn</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt me telle, er that I go</l>
                  <l>It is thy kynge, whiche aſketh ſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My kyng, quod he, that were vnright</l>
                  <l>what is he than, ſayth the knyght?</l>
                  <l>Is he thy man? that ſay I nought</l>
                  <l>Quod he, but this I am bethought</l>
                  <l>My mannes man howe that he is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thou lyeſt fals chorle iwys</l>
                  <l>The knight him ſaid &amp; was right wroth</l>
                  <l>And to the kynge ayene he goth</l>
                  <l>And told hym, how this man anſwerde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge whan he this tale herd</l>
                  <l>Bad that they ſhulde all abyde</l>
                  <l>For he hym ſelfe wold thyder ryde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan he came tofore the Tonne</l>
                  <l>He hath his tale thus begonne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>Al heyl he ſeyth, what man art thou</l>
                  <l>Quod he? Such one, as thou ſeeſt nowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge, whiche had wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>His age wolde nought deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>But ſayth: My father I the praye</l>
                  <l>That thou me wolt the cauſe ſaye</l>
                  <l>How that I am thy mans man</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Syre kynge, quod he, that I can</l>
                  <l>yf thou wylt. yes, ſeyth the kynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Quod he, this is the ſoth thynge</l>
                  <l>Syth I fyrſt reaſon vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>And knew what thing was euil &amp; goode</l>
                  <l>The wyl, whiche of my body moueth</l>
                  <l>whos werkes that the god reproueth</l>
                  <l>I haue reſtreyned euer more</l>
                  <l>Of hym, that ſtant vnder the lore</l>
                  <l>Of reaſon, whos ſubiect he is</l>
                  <l>So that he may not done amys</l>
                  <l>And thus by weye of couenaunt</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>VVYL</hi> is my man, and my ſeruant</l>
                  <l>And euer hathe be, and euer ſhall</l>
                  <l>And thy wyl is thy pryncipal</l>
                  <l>And hath the lordſhip of thy wyt</l>
                  <l>So that thou coutheſt neuer yet</l>
                  <l>Take a day reſt of thy laboure</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for to be a Conquerour</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, which may not laſt</l>
                  <l>Thou hygheſt euer a lyche faſt</l>
                  <l>where thou no reaſon haſt to wynne</l>
                  <l>Thus thy wyll is cauſe of ſynne</l>
                  <l>And is thy lorde to whom thou ſerueſt</l>
                  <l>wherof thou lytel thonke deſerueſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng, of that he thus anſwerd</l>
                  <l>was nothyng wroth: but when he herd</l>
                  <l>The hyghe wiſedom whiche he ſayde</l>
                  <l>with goodly wordes thus be prayde</l>
                  <l>That be hym wold tell his name</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I am, quod he that ylke ſame</l>
                  <l>whiche men Dyogenes calle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was the king right glad with all</l>
                  <l>For he had herd oft to fore</l>
                  <l>what man he was, ſo that therfore</l>
                  <l>He ſayde: O wyſe Diogene</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhall thy great wytte be ſene</l>
                  <l>For thou ſhalt of my yefte haue</l>
                  <l>what worldes thynge thou woltecraue</l>
                  <l>Quod he, tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> houe out of my ſonne</l>
                  <l>And lete it ſhyne in to my Tonne</l>
                  <l>For thou bynemeſt me thylke yifte</l>
                  <l>which lyeth nat in thy myght to ſhyfte</l>
                  <l>None other good of the me nedeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng / who<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> euery cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>trey dredeth</l>
                  <l>Lo thus he was enformed there</l>
                  <l>wherof my ſone thou myght lere</l>
                  <l>How that thy wil ſhal nought beleued</l>
                  <l>where it is nought of wyt releued</l>
                  <l>And thou haſt ſayd thy ſelf er this</l>
                  <l>How that thy wyl thy mayſter is</l>
                  <l>Through whiche thyn hertes thought within</l>
                  <l>Is euer of conteke to beginne</l>
                  <l>So that it is gretely to drede</l>
                  <l>That it no bomycyde brede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For loue is of a wondre kynde</l>
                  <l>And hath his wyttes ofte blynde</l>
                  <l>That they fro mannes reaſon fall</l>
                  <l>But whan that it is ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That wyll ſhall the courage lede</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe it is to drede</l>
                  <l>wherof I fynde enſample wryte</l>
                  <l>whiche is behouefull that thou wyte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic in a moris cauſa ponit Confeſſor exem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plum contra iſſos / qui in ſua dampna nimis ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>celerantes ex impetuoſitate ſe ipſos muftociens offendunt. Et narrat qualiter Piramus cum ipſe Tiſbe amicam ſuam in foco inter eoſdem deputa to tempore aduentus ſui promptam non inuenit, animo impetuoſo ſe ipſum pre dolore extracto gladio mortaliter tranſfodit. que poſtea infra breue beniens cum ipſum ſic mortaum inue<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſſet / eciam et illa in ſue ipſius mortem impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuoſe feſtmans eiuſdem gſadii cuſpide ſui cordis intima per medium penetrauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ I rede a tale, and telleth this</l>
                  <l>The citye whiche Semiramis</l>
                  <l>Encloſed hath with walle about</l>
                  <l>Of worthy folke with many a rout</l>
                  <l>was inhabyted here and there</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche two there were</l>
                  <l>Abouen all other noble and great</l>
                  <l>Dwellend tho within a ſtrete</l>
                  <l>So nyghe to gether as it was ſene</l>
                  <l>There was nothynge hem betwene</l>
                  <l>But wowe to wowe, and walle to walle</l>
                  <l>This o lorde hath in ſpecyalle</l>
                  <l>A ſonne, a luſtye bachylere</l>
                  <l>In all the towne was none his pere</l>
                  <l>That other had a doughter eke</l>
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                  <l>In all the lande for to ſeke</l>
                  <l>Men wiſten no<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e ſo fayre as ſhe</l>
                  <l>And fell for as it ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>This fayre doughter nye this ſonne</l>
                  <l>As they to geder than wonne</l>
                  <l>Cupyde hath ſo thynges ſhape</l>
                  <l>That they ne might his handes eſcape</l>
                  <l>That he his fyre on hem ne caſte</l>
                  <l>wherof her hartes he ouercaſte</l>
                  <l>To folowe thylke lore and iewe</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer man yet myght eſchewe</l>
                  <l>And that was loue, as it is happed</l>
                  <l>whiche hath her bertes ſo betrapped</l>
                  <l>That they by all weyes ſeche</l>
                  <l>Howe that they might wynne a ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Her wofull peyne for to lyſſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>who loueth wel, it maye not myſſe</l>
                  <l>And namely whan thereben two</l>
                  <l>Of one accord, howe ſo it go</l>
                  <l>But if that they ſome weye finde</l>
                  <l>For loue is euer of ſuche a kynde</l>
                  <l>And hath his folke ſo wel affayted</l>
                  <l>That howe ſo that it be awayted</l>
                  <l>There may no man the purpos let</l>
                  <l>And thus betwene hem two they ſet</l>
                  <l>An hoole vpon a wal to make</l>
                  <l>Through whiche they haue her cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeil take</l>
                  <l>At all times, whan they might</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This faire Mayde Tiſ be hight</l>
                  <l>And he, whome ſhe loued hote</l>
                  <l>was Piramus by name hote</l>
                  <l>So longe her leſſon they recorden</l>
                  <l>Tyl at the laſte they acorden</l>
                  <l>By nyghtes tyme for to wende</l>
                  <l>Alone out fro the Townes ende</l>
                  <l>where was a welle vnder a tree</l>
                  <l>And who cam fyrſt or ſhe or he</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde ſtille there abyde</l>
                  <l>So it befelle the nyghtes tyde</l>
                  <l>This mayde, whiche deſguyſed was</l>
                  <l>All pryuely the ſofte paas</l>
                  <l>Goth through the larg town vnknowe</l>
                  <l>Tyll that ſhe cam within athrowe</l>
                  <l>where that ſhe lyked for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>At thylke vnhappy freſſhe welle</l>
                  <l>whiche was alſo the foreſt nyghe</l>
                  <l>where ſhe comend a lyon ſyghe</l>
                  <l>In to the felde to take his pray</l>
                  <l>In haſte: and ſhe tho fledde away</l>
                  <l>(So as fortune ſhuld falle)</l>
                  <l>For fere, and lete her wympell falle</l>
                  <l>Nyghe to the wel vpon therbage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This wylde lyon in his rage</l>
                  <l>A beſte, whiche he founde there out</l>
                  <l>Hath ſlayn, and with his blody ſnowte</l>
                  <l>(whan he hath eten, what he wolde)</l>
                  <l>To drynke of thylke ſtremes colde</l>
                  <l>Come vnto the welle, where he ſonde</l>
                  <l>The wympill, whiche out of her honde</l>
                  <l>was falle, and he it hath to drawe,</l>
                  <l>Be bledde aboute, and all forgnawe</l>
                  <l>And than he ſtraught him for to drynke</l>
                  <l>Vpon the freſſ he welles brynke</l>
                  <l>And after that out of the playne</l>
                  <l>He torneth to the wode agayne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Tiſbe durſte not remewe</l>
                  <l>But as a byrde, whiche were en mewe</l>
                  <l>within a buſſ he ſhe kepte her cloſe</l>
                  <l>So ſtyll, that ſhe not aroſe</l>
                  <l>Vnto her ſelfe and playneth ay</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And fell, whyle that ſhe there lay</l>
                  <l>This Piramus cam after ſone</l>
                  <l>Vnto the welle, and by the mone</l>
                  <l>He fonde her wympyl blody there</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Cam neuer yet to mannes ere</l>
                  <l>Tydynge, ne to mannes ſyght</l>
                  <l>Meruaylle, whiche ſo ſore a flyght</l>
                  <l>A mans herte, as it tho dede</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche in the ſame ſtede</l>
                  <l>with many a wofull complaynynge</l>
                  <l>Bygan his handes for to wrynge</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche demeth ſykerly</l>
                  <l>That ſhe be dede: and ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>His ſwerde all naked oute he breyde</l>
                  <l>In his fool haſt, and thus he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I am cauſe of this felonye</l>
                  <l>So it is reaſon, that I dye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe is dede by cauſe of me</l>
                  <l>And with that worde vpon his k<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e</l>
                  <l>He felle, and to the goddes all</l>
                  <l>Vnto the heuen he gan to call</l>
                  <l>And prayd, ſyn it was ſo</l>
                  <l>That he may not his loue as tho</l>
                  <l>Haue in this worlde, that of her grace</l>
                  <l>He might her haue in other place</l>
                  <l>For here wolde he not abyde</l>
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                  <l>He ſayth: but as it ſhall betyde</l>
                  <l>The pomel of his ſwerd to ground</l>
                  <l>He ſet, and through his hert a wound</l>
                  <l>He made vp to the bare hylte</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe hym ſelfe ſpylte</l>
                  <l>with his foolhaſte, and deth he nam</l>
                  <l>For ſhe within a whyle cam</l>
                  <l>where he lay dede vpon his knyfe</l>
                  <l>So woful yet was neuer lyfe</l>
                  <l>As Tyſbe was, whan ſhe hym ſygh</l>
                  <l>She myght not one worde on hygh</l>
                  <l>Speke, for her hert ſhette</l>
                  <l>That of her lyfe no prys ſhe ſette</l>
                  <l>But dede ſwonynge downe ſhe felle</l>
                  <l>Tyll afterward it ſo befell</l>
                  <l>That ſhe out of her trauns awoke</l>
                  <l>with many a wofull pytous loke</l>
                  <l>Her eye alwey amonge ſhe caſte</l>
                  <l>Vpon her loue, and at the laſte</l>
                  <l>She caught breth, and ſayde thus:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou which art cleped venus</l>
                  <l>Goddeſſe of loue: and thou Cupyde</l>
                  <l>whiche loues cauſe haſte for to guyde</l>
                  <l>I wote nowe wel, that ye be blynde</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> thylke vnhap, whiche I now finde</l>
                  <l>Onely betwene my loue and me</l>
                  <l>This Piramus whiche here I ſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>end, what hath he deſerued?</l>
                  <l>Yo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> he thyn heſt hath kept and ſerued</l>
                  <l>And was yonge, and I both alſo</l>
                  <l>All is why do ye with vs ſo?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ye ſet our hertes both a fyre</l>
                  <l>And made vs ſuche thynge deſyre</l>
                  <l>wherof that we no ſkyl couthe</l>
                  <l>But thus our freſſhe luſty youthe</l>
                  <l>without ioy is all deſpended</l>
                  <l>whiche thynge may neuer be amended</l>
                  <l>For as for me this woll I ſeye</l>
                  <l>That me is leuer for to deye</l>
                  <l>Than lyue after this ſorowfull daye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And with this worde where as he laye</l>
                  <l>Her loue in armes ſhe embraſeth</l>
                  <l>Her owne deth and ſo purchaſeth</l>
                  <l>That nowe ſhe wepte, &amp; nowe ſhe kyſte</l>
                  <l>Tyll at the laſte, or ſhe it wyſte</l>
                  <l>So great a ſorowe is to her falle</l>
                  <l>whiche ouergoth her wyttes all</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, whiche myght not aſterte</l>
                  <l>The ſwerdes poynte ayenſte her hert</l>
                  <l>She ſet, and fell downe therupon</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſhe was dede anone</l>
                  <l>And thus both on a ſwerd bledend</l>
                  <l>They were found dede lyggend.</l>
                  <l>¶Nowe thou my ſonne haſt herd this tale</l>
                  <l>Beware that of thyn owne bale</l>
                  <l>Thou be not cauſe in thy foolhaſte</l>
                  <l>And kepe that thou thy wytte ne waſte</l>
                  <l>Vpon thy thought in auenture</l>
                  <l>wherof thy lyues forfeture</l>
                  <l>May falle: and if thou haue ſo thought</l>
                  <l>Er this, tell on, and hyde it nought</l>
                  <l>¶My fader vpon loues ſyde</l>
                  <l>My conſcyence I wol not hyde</l>
                  <l>Howe that for loue of pure wo</l>
                  <l>I haue ben ofte be moued ſo</l>
                  <l>That with my wyſſhes, if I myght</l>
                  <l>A thouſand tymes, I yow plyght</l>
                  <l>I hadde ſtoruen in a day</l>
                  <l>And therof I me ſhryue may</l>
                  <l>Though loue fully me ne ſlowe</l>
                  <l>My wyll to deye was ynowe</l>
                  <l>So am I of my wyl culpable</l>
                  <l>And yet ſhe is not mercyable</l>
                  <l>whiche may me yeue lyfe and bele</l>
                  <l>But that her lyſt not with me dele</l>
                  <l>I wote by whos counſayl it is</l>
                  <l>And hym wolde I longe tyme er this</l>
                  <l>(And yet I wolde and euer ſhall)</l>
                  <l>Sleen and deſtroye in eſpecyall</l>
                  <l>The golde of nyne kynges londes</l>
                  <l>Ne ſhulde hym ſaue fro myn bondes</l>
                  <l>In my power if that he were</l>
                  <l>But yet hym ſtant of me no fere</l>
                  <l>For nought that euer I can manace</l>
                  <l>He is the hinderer of my grace</l>
                  <l>Tyl he be dede I may not ſpede</l>
                  <l>So mote I nedes taken bede</l>
                  <l>And ſhape howe, that he were awey</l>
                  <l>If I therto may fynde a weye</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne telle me nowe for thy</l>
                  <l>whiche is that mortall enemy</l>
                  <l>That thou manaceſt to be dede.</l>
                  <l>¶My fader it is ſuche a quede</l>
                  <l>That where I come, he is tofore</l>
                  <l>And doth ſo, that my cauſe is lore</l>
                  <l>¶ what is his name? Hit is Daunger</l>
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                  <l>whiche is my ladis counſeyler</l>
                  <l>For I was neuer yet ſo ſlygh</l>
                  <l>To come in any place nygh</l>
                  <l>where as ſhe was by nyght or day</l>
                  <l>That Daunger ne was redy ay</l>
                  <l>with whome for ſpeche ne for mede</l>
                  <l>yet myght I neuer of loue ſpede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For euer this fynde I ſoth</l>
                  <l>All that my lady ſayth or doth</l>
                  <l>To me, Daunger ſhall make an ende</l>
                  <l>And that maketh al mi world miſwe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>And euer I aſke his helpe: but he</l>
                  <l>May be wel cleped Sauns pyte</l>
                  <l>For ay the more I to hym bowe</l>
                  <l>The leſſe be woll my tale allowe</l>
                  <l>He hath my lady ſo englewed</l>
                  <l>She woll not, that he be remewed</l>
                  <l>For euer he hongeth on her ſeyl</l>
                  <l>And is ſo preuy of counſeyll</l>
                  <l>That euer whan I haue ought bede</l>
                  <l>I fynde Daunger in her ſtede</l>
                  <l>And myn anſwere of hym I haue</l>
                  <l>But for no mercy, that I craue</l>
                  <l>Of mercy neuer a poynt I hadde</l>
                  <l>I fynd his anſwere ay badde</l>
                  <l>That worſe myght it neuer be</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus betwene Daunger and me</l>
                  <l>Is euer werre tyl he dye</l>
                  <l>But myght I ben of ſuche mayſtrye</l>
                  <l>That I Daunger hadde ouercome</l>
                  <l>with that were all my ioy come</l>
                  <l>Thus wolde I wonde for no ſynne</l>
                  <l>Ne yet for all this worlde to wynne</l>
                  <l>If that I myght fynde a ſleyght</l>
                  <l>To lay all my ſtate in weyght</l>
                  <l>I wolde hym fro the Courte deſeuer</l>
                  <l>So that he come ayenewarde neuer</l>
                  <l>Therfore I wyſſhe, and wolde fayn</l>
                  <l>That he were in ſome wyſe ſlayn</l>
                  <l>For whyle he ſtant in thylke place</l>
                  <l>Ne gete I not my ladys grace</l>
                  <l>Thus hate I dedely thylke vyce</l>
                  <l>And wolde he ſtood in none offyce</l>
                  <l>In place, where my lady is</l>
                  <l>For if be doo, I wote wel this</l>
                  <l>That outher he ſhall dye or I</l>
                  <l>within a whyle, and not for thy</l>
                  <l>On my lady full ofte I muſe</l>
                  <l>How that ſhe may herſelfe excuſe</l>
                  <l>For if that I dye in ſuche a plyte</l>
                  <l>Me thynkethe ſhe myght not be quyte</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne were an bomycyde</l>
                  <l>And if it ſhulde ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>(As god forbede it ſhulde be)</l>
                  <l>By double wey it is pyte</l>
                  <l>For I, whiche all my wyl and wyt</l>
                  <l>Haue yeue, and ſerued euer yet</l>
                  <l>And than I ſhuld in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>In rewardynge of my ſeruyce</l>
                  <l>Be dede: Me thynketh it were routh</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ferthermore I telle trouth</l>
                  <l>She that hath euer be wel named</l>
                  <l>were worthy than to be blamed</l>
                  <l>And of reaſone to be appeled</l>
                  <l>whan with o word ſhe myght haue he<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>A man: and ſuffreth hym to deye</l>
                  <l>A who ſawe euer ſuche a wey?</l>
                  <l>A who ſawe euer ſuche diſtreſſe?</l>
                  <l>without pyte gentylneſſe</l>
                  <l>withoute mercy womanhede</l>
                  <l>That woll ſo quyte a man his mede</l>
                  <l>whiche euer hath be to loue trewe.</l>
                  <l>¶My good fader if ye rewe</l>
                  <l>Vpon my tale, telle me nowe</l>
                  <l>And I wol ſtynte and herken yow</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne attempre thy courage</l>
                  <l>Fro wrath, and let thyn hert aſſuage</l>
                  <l>For who ſo wol hym vnderfonge</l>
                  <l>He may his grace abyde longe</l>
                  <l>Or he of loue be receyned</l>
                  <l>And eke alſo but if it be weyued</l>
                  <l>There myght mochel thynge befalle</l>
                  <l>That ſhulde make a man to falle</l>
                  <l>Fro loue: that neuer afterwarde</l>
                  <l>Ne durſt he loke thyderwarde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In harde weyes men gone ſofte</l>
                  <l>And er they clymbe auyſe them ofte</l>
                  <l>And men ſeen all day, that rape reweth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And who ſo wycked ale breweth</l>
                  <l>Full ofte he mote the werſe drynke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Better it is to flete than to ſynke</l>
                  <l>Better it is vpon the brydell chewe</l>
                  <l>Than if he fel, and ouerthrewe</l>
                  <l>The hors, and ſtykked in the myre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To caſt water in the fyre</l>
                  <l>Better is, than brenne vp al the howes</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>The man whiche is malycious</l>
                  <l>And foolhaſty: full ofte he falleth</l>
                  <l>And ſelden is, whan loue hym calleth</l>
                  <l>For thy better is ſuffer a throwe</l>
                  <l>Than to be wylde, and ouer throwe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Suffraunce hath euer be the beſt</l>
                  <l>To wyſen hym that ſecheth reſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus if thou wylt loue ſpede</l>
                  <l>My ſonne ſuffer, as I the rede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what may the mous ayen the cat?</l>
                  <l>And for thylke cauſe I aſke that</l>
                  <l>who may to loue make a werre</l>
                  <l>That he ne hath hym ſelfe the werre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Loue aſketh pees, and euerſhall</l>
                  <l>And who that fyghteth moſt withall</l>
                  <l>Shall beſt conquere of his empryſe</l>
                  <l>For this they tellen that ben wyſe</l>
                  <l>whiche is to ſtryue, and haue the werſe</l>
                  <l>To haſten, is nought worth a kerſe</l>
                  <l>Thynge, that a man may not acheue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That may not wel be done at eue</l>
                  <l>It mot abyde tyll the morowe</l>
                  <l>N<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> haſt not thyne owne ſorowe</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, and take this in thy wytte</l>
                  <l>He hath not loſte that wel abitte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Enſample, that it falleth thus</l>
                  <l>Thou myght well take of Pyramus</l>
                  <l>whan he in haſte his ſwerd out drough</l>
                  <l>And on the poynt hym ſelfe ſlough</l>
                  <l>For loue of Tiſbe, pitouſly</l>
                  <l>For he her wymple fonde blody</l>
                  <l>And wende a beſte hadde her ſlayn</l>
                  <l>where as hym ought be ryght fayn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For ſhe was ſaffe ryght beſyde</l>
                  <l>But for he wolde not abyde</l>
                  <l>This meſchyefe felle. For thy beware</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, as I the warne dare</l>
                  <l>Do thou no thynge in ſuche a rees</l>
                  <l>For ſuffraunce is the well of pees</l>
                  <l>Though thou to loues courte purſewe</l>
                  <l>yet ſyt it wel, that thou eſchewe</l>
                  <l>That thou the courte not ouerhaſt</l>
                  <l>For ſo thou myght thy tyme waſt</l>
                  <l>But if thyn happe therto be ſhape</l>
                  <l>It may not helpe for to rape</l>
                  <l>Therfore attemper thy courage</l>
                  <l>Foolhaſt doth none auauntage</l>
                  <l>But ofte it ſet a man behynde</l>
                  <l>In cauſe of loue, and I fynde</l>
                  <l>By olde enſamples as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>Touchend of loue in this mater.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor Exemplum contra illos qui in amoris cauſa nimia feſtinatione concupiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>centes tardius expediunt, Et narrat qualiter pro eo quod Phebus qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dam virginem pulcher rimam nomine Daphnem nimia amoris accelera<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tione inſequebatur / Iratus Cupido cor Phebi ſagitta aurea ignita ardencius vulnerauit, Et e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>contra cor Daphne quadam ſagitta plumbea / que frigidiſſima fuit / ſobrius perforauit / Et ſic quanto magis Phebus ardencior in amore Dap<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>hnem perſecutus eſt, tanto magis ipſa frigidi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>or Phebi concupiſcenciam toto corde fugitina dedignabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ A mayden whylom there was one</l>
                  <l>which Daphnes hight: &amp; ſuch was none</l>
                  <l>Of beaute than, as it was ſayde</l>
                  <l>Phebus his loue hath on her laide</l>
                  <l>And therupon to her he ſought</l>
                  <l>In his foolhaſt, and ſo beſought</l>
                  <l>That ſhe with hym no reſte hadde</l>
                  <l>For euer vpon her loue he grad</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ſayde euer vnto hym nay</l>
                  <l>So it beſelle vpon a day</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Cupyde, whiche hath euery chaunce</l>
                  <l>Of loue, vnder his gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>Sygh Phebus haſten hym ſo ſore</l>
                  <l>And for he ſhulde hym haſte the more</l>
                  <l>And yet not ſpeden, at laſte</l>
                  <l>A dart throughout his hert he caſte</l>
                  <l>whiche was of golde, and all a fyre</l>
                  <l>That made hym many folde deſyre</l>
                  <l>Of loue more than he dede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To Daphne eke in the ſame ſtede</l>
                  <l>A dart of leed he caſte and ſmote</l>
                  <l>which was all colde and no thyng hote</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus Phebus in loue brenneth</l>
                  <l>And in haſt aboute renneth</l>
                  <l>To loke, if that he myght wynne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was he euer to begynne</l>
                  <l>For euer awey fro hym ſhe fled</l>
                  <l>So that he neuer his loue ſped</l>
                  <l>And for to make hym full beleue</l>
                  <l>That no foolhaſt myght acheue</l>
                  <l>To gete loue in ſuche degre</l>
                  <l>This Daphne in to a laurel tre</l>
                  <l>was torned, whiche is euer grene</l>
                  <l>In token, as yet it may be ſene</l>
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                  <l>That ſhe ſhall dwelle a mayden ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And Phebus faylen of his wylle</l>
                  <l>By ſuche enſamples as they ſtonde</l>
                  <l>My ſonne thou myght vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>To haſten loue is thynge in veyn</l>
                  <l>whan that fortune is there ageyne</l>
                  <l>To take where a man hath leue</l>
                  <l>Good is: and elles he mote leue</l>
                  <l>For whan a mannes happes faylen</l>
                  <l>There is no haſt may auaylen</l>
                  <l>¶My fader graunte mercy of this</l>
                  <l>But whyle I ſe my lady is</l>
                  <l>No tre: but holde her owne forme</l>
                  <l>There may me no man ſo enforme</l>
                  <l>To whedyr part fortune wende</l>
                  <l>That I vnto my lyues ende</l>
                  <l>Ne wolde her ſerue euermo</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶My ſonne ſyth it is ſo</l>
                     <l>I ſay no more, but in this cas</l>
                     <l>Beware, howe it with Phebus was</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Nought onely vpon loues chaunce</l>
                     <l>But vpon euery gouernaunce</l>
                     <l>whiche falleth vnto mannes dede</l>
                     <l>Foolhaſt is euer for to drede</l>
                     <l>And that a man good counſeyl take</l>
                     <l>Er he his purpoſe vndertake</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>For counſeyl put foolhaſt a wey.</l>
                     <l>¶ Nowe good fader I yow prey</l>
                     <l>That for to wyſſe me the more</l>
                     <l>Some good enſample vpon this lore</l>
                     <l>ye wolde me telle, of that is wrytte</l>
                     <l>That I the better myght wytte</l>
                     <l>Howe I foolhaſt ſhulde eſchewe</l>
                     <l>And the wyſedome of counſeyl ſewe</l>
                     <l>¶My ſonne that thou myght enforme</l>
                     <l>Thy pacience vpon the forme</l>
                     <l>Of olde enſamples as they felle</l>
                     <l>Nowe vnderſtonde, what I ſhall telle.</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra illos qui nimio furori accenſi vindictam Ire ſue vlira quam decet co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſequi affectant. Et narrat qualiter Athemas et Demephon Reges, cum ipſi a bello Troiano ad propria remeaſſent, et aſuis ibidem pacifice recepti non fuiſſent, congregato aliunde pugnatorum exercitu regiones ſuas non ſolum incendio vaſtare ſed et omnes in eiſdem habitan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes a minimo vſque admaiorem in perpetnam vindicte memoriam gladio interficere feruore iracun die propoſuerunt: Sed rex Neſtor, qui ſenex et ſapiens fuit / tractatus inter ipſos re<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ges et eorum regna <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ta pace huiuſmodi impetuoſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatem initius pacificauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶when noble Troye was byleyn</l>
                  <l>And ouercome, and home ageyne</l>
                  <l>The gregoys torned from the ſiege</l>
                  <l>The kynges fonde her owne lyege</l>
                  <l>In many place, as men ſayde</l>
                  <l>That hem forſoke and dyſobeyde</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche felle this caſe</l>
                  <l>To Demephon and Athemas</l>
                  <l>That were kynges both two</l>
                  <l>And bothe were ſerued ſo</l>
                  <l>Her lieges wolde not hem receyue</l>
                  <l>So that they mote algates weiue</l>
                  <l>To ſeche londe in other place</l>
                  <l>For there fonde they no grace</l>
                  <l>wherof they token hem to rede</l>
                  <l>And ſoughten frendes at nede</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem aſſureth other</l>
                  <l>To helpe as to his owne broder</l>
                  <l>To vengen hem of thylke oultrage</l>
                  <l>And wynne ayene her herytage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus they ryde aboute faſte</l>
                  <l>To getten hem helpe: and at laſte</l>
                  <l>They hadden power ſuffyſaunt</l>
                  <l>And maden than a couenaunte</l>
                  <l>That they ne ſhulde no lyfe ſaue</l>
                  <l>Ne preſt, ne clerke, ne lorde, ne knaue</l>
                  <l>Ne wyfe, ne chylde of that they fynde</l>
                  <l>whiche bereth vyſage of mans kynde</l>
                  <l>So that no lyfe ſhall be ſocoured</l>
                  <l>But with the dedely ſwerde deuoured</l>
                  <l>In ſuche foolhaſt her ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>They ſhapen for to do vengeaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan this purpoſe was wyſt &amp; knowe</l>
                  <l>Among there hoſt, tho was their blowe</l>
                  <l>Of wordes many a ſpeche aboute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of yong men the luſty route</l>
                  <l>were of this tale gladde ynough</l>
                  <l>There was no care for the plough</l>
                  <l>As they that were foolhaſtyfe</l>
                  <l>They ben acorded to the ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>And ſeyn, it may not be to great</l>
                  <l>To vengen hem of ſuche forfet</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus ſayth the wylde vnwyſe tonge</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that there weren yonge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>But Neſtor, whiche was olde &amp; bore</l>
                  <l>The ſalue ſawe tofore the ſore</l>
                  <l>As he that was of counſeyle wyſe</l>
                  <l>So that anone by his aduyſe</l>
                  <l>There was a preuy counſayle nome</l>
                  <l>The lordes ben to gether come</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Demephon and Anthemas</l>
                  <l>Her purpoſe tolden, as it was</l>
                  <l>They ſetten all ſtyll and herde</l>
                  <l>was non but Neſtor hem anſwerde</l>
                  <l>He badde hem, if they wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden ſe, er they begynne</l>
                  <l>Her ende: and ſet her fyrſt entent</l>
                  <l>That they hem after ne repent</l>
                  <l>And aſketh hem this queſtion</l>
                  <l>To what fynall concluſyon</l>
                  <l>They wolden Regne kynges there</l>
                  <l>If that no people in londe were?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſeyth, it were a wonder wyerd</l>
                  <l>To <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>een a kynge bycomen an hyerd</l>
                  <l>where no lyfe is but onely beſte</l>
                  <l>vnder the lygeaunce of his heſte</l>
                  <l>For who that is of man no kynge</l>
                  <l>The remenaunt is as no thynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He forth eke, if they pourpoſe bolde</l>
                  <l>To <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> the people, as they two wolde</l>
                  <l>whan they it myght not reſtore</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ce it ſhulde abidge ſore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the wylde beaſtes wonne</l>
                  <l>where whylom dwelt mans ſonne</l>
                  <l>An<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> for that cauſe he bad hem treate</l>
                  <l>A d ſtynt of tho manaces great</l>
                  <l>Better is to wynne by fayre ſpeche</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth, than ſuche vengeance ſeche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For whan a man is mooſt aboue</l>
                  <l>Hym nedeth moſt to gette hym loue.</l>
                  <l>¶ whan Neſtor hath this tale ſayde</l>
                  <l>Ayene hym was no worde withſayde</l>
                  <l>It thought hem all he ſayde wele</l>
                  <l>And thus fortune her deadly whele</l>
                  <l>Fro werre tourneth in to pees</l>
                  <l>But forth they went en netheles</l>
                  <l>And whan the countreys harde ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Howe that her kynges be beſeyne</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a power as they lad</l>
                  <l>was none ſo bolde, that hem ne drad</l>
                  <l>And for to ſeche peas and gryth</l>
                  <l>They ſende and prayde anon forthwith</l>
                  <l>So that the kynges ben appeaſed</l>
                  <l>And euery mans herte is eaſed</l>
                  <l>All was foryete, and not recorded</l>
                  <l>And thus they ben to geder acorded</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynges were ayene receyued</l>
                  <l>And pees was take, and wrath weyued</l>
                  <l>And all through counſeyl, whiche was good</l>
                  <l>Of hym that reſon vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>¶ By this enſample ſonne attempre</l>
                  <l>Thyn hert, and let no wyl dyſtempre</l>
                  <l>Thy wytte: and do no thing by myght</l>
                  <l>whiche may be do by loue and ryght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Foolhaſt is cauſe of mochel wo</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne do not ſo</l>
                  <l>And as touchend of Homycyde</l>
                  <l>which toucheth vnto loues ſyde</l>
                  <l>Ful ofte it falleth vnauyſed</l>
                  <l>Through <hi>VVYL</hi> which is not wel aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>whan wytte and reaſon ben awey</l>
                  <l>And that foolhaſt is in the wey</l>
                  <l>wherof hath falle great vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>For thy take in to remebraunce</l>
                  <l>To loue in ſuche a maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>That thou deſerue no iuyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For well I wote, thou myght not lette</l>
                  <l>That thou ne ſhalt thin hert ſette</l>
                  <l>To loue, where thou wolt or none</l>
                  <l>But if thy witte be ouergone</l>
                  <l>So that it torne vnto malyce</l>
                  <l>There wote no man of thylke vyce</l>
                  <l>what perylle that there may befalle</l>
                  <l>wherof a tale amonges alle</l>
                  <l>whiche is great pyte for to here</l>
                  <l>I thynke for to tellen here</l>
                  <l>That thou ſuch murdre micht withſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>whan thou the tale haſt vnderſtonde.</l>
               </lg>
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            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra illos qui ob ſue concupiſcencie deſiderium Homicide efficiuntur. Et narrat qualiter Clyte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>neſtra vxor Regis Agamemnonis cum ipſe a bello Troiano domi rediffet conſilio Egiſti / quem adultera pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ramauit, ſponſum ſuum in cubili dormientem ſub noctis ſilencio trucidabat. cuius mortem fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſius eius Horeſtes tunc iunioris etatis poſtea diis admonitus crudeliſſima ſeueritate vindicauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of Troye at thylke noble towne</l>
                  <l>whoſe ſame ſtant yet of renowne</l>
                  <l>And euer ſhall to mannes ere</l>
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                  <l>The ſyege laſte longe there</l>
                  <l>Er that the grekes it myght wynne</l>
                  <l>whyle Priamus was kynge therin</l>
                  <l>But of the grekes, that lyen aboute</l>
                  <l>Agamemnon ladde all the route</l>
                  <l>This thynge is knowen ouerall</l>
                  <l>But yet I thynke in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>To my matter therupon</l>
                  <l>Telle in what wyſe Agamemnon</l>
                  <l>Through chance, that may not be weiued</l>
                  <l>Of loue vntrewe was deceiued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>An olde ſawe is: who that is ſlygh</l>
                  <l>In place were he may be nyghe</l>
                  <l>He maketh the ferre leef, loth</l>
                  <l>Of loue and thus ful ofte it goth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There whyle Agamemnon bataylleth</l>
                  <l>To wynne Troye, and it aſſaylleth</l>
                  <l>From home and was longe tyme there</l>
                  <l>Egyſtus drough his quene nere</l>
                  <l>And with the leyſer, whiche he hadde</l>
                  <l>This lady at his wyll he ladde</l>
                  <l>Clyte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>neſtre was her ryght name</l>
                  <l>She was therof greatly to blame</l>
                  <l>To loue there it may not laſte</l>
                  <l>But felle to miſchiefe at laſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For whan this noble worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>Fro Troye came the fyrſt nyght</l>
                  <l>That he at home a bedde laye</l>
                  <l>Egiſtus longe er it was daye</l>
                  <l>As this Clyteneſtre hym had aſſent</l>
                  <l>And weren bothe of one aſſent</l>
                  <l>By treaſon ſlough hym in his bed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But mourder, whiche may not be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> hed</l>
                  <l>Spronge out to euery mans eare</l>
                  <l>wherof the londe was full of feare</l>
                  <l>¶Agamemnon hath by this quene</l>
                  <l>A ſonne, and that was after ſene</l>
                  <l>But yet as than he was of youth</l>
                  <l>A babe, whiche no reaſon couth</l>
                  <l>And as god wolde, it felle hym thus</l>
                  <l>A worthy knyght Taltibius</l>
                  <l>This yonge childe hath in kepynge</l>
                  <l>And whan he herde of this tydynge</l>
                  <l>Of this treaſon of this myſdede</l>
                  <l>He gan within hym ſelfe to drede</l>
                  <l>In aunter if this falſe Egiſte</l>
                  <l>Vpon hym come, er he it wyſte</l>
                  <l>To take and mourther, of his malice</l>
                  <l>This childe, whiche he hath to noryce</l>
                  <l>And for that cauſe in all haſte</l>
                  <l>Out of the londe he gan hym haſte</l>
                  <l>And to the kynge of Crete he ſtraught</l>
                  <l>And hym this yonge lorde betaught</l>
                  <l>And prayde hym for his fathers ſake</l>
                  <l>That he this childe wolde vndertake</l>
                  <l>And kepe hym tyll he be of age</l>
                  <l>So as he was of his lygnage</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym ouer all the cas</l>
                  <l>Howe that his father mourthred was</l>
                  <l>And howe Egiſtus, as men ſayde</l>
                  <l>was kynge, to whom the londe obeyde.</l>
                  <l>¶And whan Idomeneus the kynge</l>
                  <l>Hath vnderſtondynge of this thynge</l>
                  <l>which that this knyght hym hath told</l>
                  <l>He made ſorowe many folde</l>
                  <l>And toke the childe vnto his warde</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he wolde hym kepe &amp; warde</l>
                  <l>Tyll that he were of ſuche a myght</l>
                  <l>To handle a ſwerde, and be a knyght</l>
                  <l>To vengen hym at his owne wylle</l>
                  <l>And thus Horeſtes dwelleth ſtylle</l>
                  <l>Suche was the childes right name</l>
                  <l>whiche after wrought mochel ſhame</l>
                  <l>In vengeaunce of his fathers deth</l>
                  <l>The tyme of yeres ouergeth</l>
                  <l>That he was man of brede &amp; length</l>
                  <l>Of wyt, of manhode, and of ſtrength</l>
                  <l>A fayre perſone amonges all</l>
                  <l>And he beganne to clepe and call</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche come was to man,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kynge of Crete than</l>
                  <l>Prayende that he wolde hym make</l>
                  <l>A knyght, and power with hym take</l>
                  <l>For lenger wolde he not beleue</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, but prayth the kynge of leue</l>
                  <l>To gone and cleyme his heritage</l>
                  <l>And venge hym of thylke oultrage</l>
                  <l>whiche was vnto his father do</l>
                  <l>The kynge aſſenteth well therto</l>
                  <l>with great honor, &amp; knight him maketh</l>
                  <l>And great power to hym betaketh</l>
                  <l>And gan his iourney for to caſte</l>
                  <l>So that Horeſtes at laſte</l>
                  <l>His leue toke, and forth he goth</l>
                  <l>As he that was in his herte wroth</l>
                  <l>His fyrſte playnt to be mene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>Vnto the cytie of Athene</l>
                  <l>He goth hym forth, and was receyued</l>
                  <l>So there was be nought deceyued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The duke, and tho that weren wyſe</l>
                  <l>They proferen hem to his ſeruice</l>
                  <l>And he hem thonketh of theyr proffer</l>
                  <l>And ſayd hym ſelfe he wolde gone offer</l>
                  <l>Vnto the goddes for his ſpede</l>
                  <l>And all men yeue hym rede</l>
                  <l>So goth he vnto the temple forth</l>
                  <l>Of yeftes, that be mochell worth</l>
                  <l>His ſacrifyce, and his offrynge</l>
                  <l>He made: and after his aſkynge</l>
                  <l>He was anſwerde, if that he wolde</l>
                  <l>His eſtate recouer, than he ſholde</l>
                  <l>Vpon his mother do vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>So cruell, that the remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Therof myght euermore abyde</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> he that was an homicide</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>d of her owne lorde mourdrice</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſtes, whiche of thylke office</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> nothyng glad, and than he prayde</l>
                  <l>V<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>o the goddes there, and ſayde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> they the iugement deuyſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>we he ſhall take the iuyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thervpon he had anſwere</l>
                  <l>T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>t he her pappes ſhulde of tere</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of her breaſt, his owne hondes</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> for e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſample of all londes</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s ſhe ſhulde be to drawe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> houndes had her bones gnawe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>out any ſepulture</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> was a wofull auenture</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan Horeſtes hath all herde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that the goddes haue anſwerde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>rth with the ſtrength, whiche he lad</l>
                  <l>The duke and his power he had</l>
                  <l>And to a citie forth they gone</l>
                  <l>The whiche was cleped Cropheone</l>
                  <l>where as Phoicus was lorde and fire</l>
                  <l>whiche profereth hym withouten hyre</l>
                  <l>His helpe, and all that he may do</l>
                  <l>As he that was right glad therto</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o greue his mortall ennemy</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym certayne cauſe why</l>
                  <l>Howe that Egyſte in maryage</l>
                  <l>His doughter whylom of full age</l>
                  <l>Forlay, and afterwarde forſoke</l>
                  <l>whan he Horeſtes mother toke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men ſayne olde ſynne newe ſhame</l>
                  <l>Thus more and more aroſe the blame</l>
                  <l>Ayene Egyſte on euery ſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Horeſtes with his hoſte to ryde</l>
                  <l>Began, and Phoicus with hym went</l>
                  <l>I trowe Egyſt ſhall hym repent</l>
                  <l>They ryden forth vnto Mycene</l>
                  <l>There lay Clytemneſtre thilke quene</l>
                  <l>The whiche Horeſtes mother is</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe herde telle of this</l>
                  <l>The gates were faſte ſhette</l>
                  <l>And they were of her entre lette</l>
                  <l>Anone this citie was without</l>
                  <l>Beleyne, and ſeged all about</l>
                  <l>And euer amonge they it aſſayle</l>
                  <l>Fro day to nyght, and ſo trauayle</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt they it wonne</l>
                  <l>Tho was there ſorowe inough begonne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Horeſtes dyd his mother calle</l>
                  <l>Anone tofore the lordes all</l>
                  <l>And eke tofore the people alſo</l>
                  <l>To her and tolde his tale tho</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: O cruell beaſt vnkynde</l>
                  <l>Howe mighteſt thou in thyn hert finde</l>
                  <l>For any luſte of loues draught</l>
                  <l>That thou accordeſt to the ſlaught</l>
                  <l>Of hym, whiche was thyn owne lorde</l>
                  <l>Thy treaſon ſtant of ſuche recorde</l>
                  <l>Thou myght thy werkes not forſake</l>
                  <l>So mote I for my father ſake</l>
                  <l>Vengeaunce vpon thy body do</l>
                  <l>As I commaunded am therto</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vnkyndely for thou haſt wrought</l>
                  <l>Vnkyndelyche it ſhall be bought</l>
                  <l>The ſonne ſhall the mother ſlee</l>
                  <l>For that whylom thou ſaydeſt ye</l>
                  <l>To that thou ſhuldeſt nay haue ſayd</l>
                  <l>And he with that his hondes hath laid</l>
                  <l>Vpon his mother breaſt anone</l>
                  <l>And rent out from the bare bone</l>
                  <l>Her pappes both, and caſte away</l>
                  <l>Amyddes in the cart way</l>
                  <l>And after toke the deade cors</l>
                  <l>And lete it be drawe awey with hors</l>
                  <l>Vnto the hounde, vnto the Rauen</l>
                  <l>She was none other wyſe grauen</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Egyſtus whiche was elles where</l>
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                  <l>Tydynges comen to his eare</l>
                  <l>Howe that Mycenes was beleyne</l>
                  <l>But what was more, herd be not ſayne</l>
                  <l>with great manace and mochel boſte</l>
                  <l>He drough power, and made an hoſte</l>
                  <l>And came in the reſcous of the towne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But all the ſleyght of this treaſone</l>
                  <l>Horeſtes wyſt it by a ſpye</l>
                  <l>And of his men a great partie</l>
                  <l>He made ambuſſhement abyde</l>
                  <l>To wayte on hym in ſuche a tyde</l>
                  <l>That he ne myght her honde eſcape</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe, as he hath ſhape</l>
                  <l>The thynge befell, ſo that Egyſt</l>
                  <l>was take, er he hym ſelfe it wyſt</l>
                  <l>And was brought forth his ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>As whan men haue a traytour fonde</l>
                  <l>And tho that were with hym take</l>
                  <l>whiche of treaſon were ouertake</l>
                  <l>To gether in one ſentence falle</l>
                  <l>But falſe Egyſte aboue hem alle</l>
                  <l>was demed to dyuers peyne</l>
                  <l>The werſt that men couthe ordeyne</l>
                  <l>And ſo after by the lawe</l>
                  <l>He was vnto the gybet drawe</l>
                  <l>where he aboue all other hongeth</l>
                  <l>As to a traytour it belongeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fame with her ſwyfte wynges</l>
                  <l>About fleeth, and bare tydynges</l>
                  <l>And made it couth in all londes</l>
                  <l>Howe that Horeſtes, with his hondes</l>
                  <l>Clytemneſtre his owne mother ſlough</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Some ſeyne, he dyd well inough</l>
                  <l>And ſome ſeyne, he dyd amys</l>
                  <l>Dyuers opinions there is</l>
                  <l>That ſhe is dede they ſpeken all</l>
                  <l>But pleynly howe it is befalle</l>
                  <l>The matter in ſo lyttell throwe</l>
                  <l>In ſothe there myght no man knowe</l>
                  <l>But they that weren at the dede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And commonlyche in euery nede</l>
                  <l>The werſt ſpeche is ratheſt herde</l>
                  <l>And leued, tyll it be anſwerde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynges, and the lordes great</l>
                  <l>Begonne Horeſtes for to threat</l>
                  <l>To putten hym out of his reigne</l>
                  <l>He is not worthy for to reigne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The child, which ſlough his moder ſo</l>
                  <l>They ſayde, and thervpon alſo</l>
                  <l>The lordes of common aſſent</l>
                  <l>The tyme ſette of parlement</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And to Athenys kynge and lorde</l>
                  <l>To gether come of one accorde</l>
                  <l>To knowe howe that the ſoth was</l>
                  <l>So that Horeſtes in this cas</l>
                  <l>They ſenden after, and he come</l>
                  <l>¶ Kynge Menelay the wordes nome</l>
                  <l>And aſketh hym of this matere</l>
                  <l>And he, that all it myght here</l>
                  <l>Anſwerde, and tolde his tale at large</l>
                  <l>And howe the goddes in his charge</l>
                  <l>Commaunded hym in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>His owne honde to do iuyſe</l>
                  <l>with this tale a duke aroſe</l>
                  <l>whiche was a worthy knyght of loſe</l>
                  <l>His name was Meneſtheus</l>
                  <l>And ſayde vnto the lordes thus</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wreche, whiche Horeſtes dede</l>
                  <l>It was thynge of the goddes bede</l>
                  <l>And nothynge of his crueltie</l>
                  <l>And if there were of my degre</l>
                  <l>In all this place ſuche a knyght</l>
                  <l>That woll ſeyne, it was no ryght</l>
                  <l>I woll it with my body proue</l>
                  <l>And thervpon he caſt his gloue</l>
                  <l>And eke this noble duke a leyde</l>
                  <l>Full many an other ſkyll and ſeyde</l>
                  <l>She had well deſerued wreche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt for the cauſe of ſpouſe breche</l>
                  <l>And after wrought in ſuche a wiſe</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde it ought agryſe</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe for ſo foule a vice</l>
                  <l>was of her owne lorde mourdrice</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſytten all ſtylle and herde</l>
                  <l>But therto was no man anſwerde</l>
                  <l>It tought hem all, he ſayde ſkylle</l>
                  <l>There is no man with ſay it wylle</l>
                  <l>whan they vpon the reaſon muſen</l>
                  <l>Horeſtes all they excuſen</l>
                  <l>So that with great ſolempnite</l>
                  <l>He was vnto his dignite</l>
                  <l>Receyued, and coroned kynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And tho befell a wondre thynge</l>
                  <l>Egyona whan ſhe it wyſte</l>
                  <l>whiche was the doughter of Egyſte</l>
                  <l>And ſyſter on the mother ſyde</l>
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                  <l>To this Horeſt, at thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe herde, how her brother ſped</l>
                  <l>For pure ſorowe, whiche herled</l>
                  <l>That he ne hadde ben exyled</l>
                  <l>She hath her owne lyfe begyled</l>
                  <l>Anone, and henge her ſelfe tho</l>
                  <l>It hath and ſhall be euermo</l>
                  <l>To mourtherwho that woll aſſente</l>
                  <l>He may not fayle to repent</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This falſe Egyona was one</l>
                  <l>whiche to mourther Agamemnon</l>
                  <l>yaue her accorde, and her aſſent</l>
                  <l>So that by goddes iugement</l>
                  <l>Though none other man it wolde</l>
                  <l>She toke her iuyſe, as ſhe ſholde</l>
                  <l>And as ſhe to an other wrought</l>
                  <l>Vengeaunce vpon her ſelf ſhe thought</l>
                  <l>And hath of her vnhappy wytte</l>
                  <l>A mourther with a mourther quyt</l>
                  <l>Suche is of mourther the vengeaunce.</l>
                  <l>¶ For thy my ſonne in remembrance</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>f this <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nſample take good hede</l>
                  <l>For who that thynketh his loue ſpede</l>
                  <l>with mourther, be ſhall with worldes ſhame</l>
                  <l>Him ſelfe &amp; eke his loue ſhame</l>
                  <l>¶ My father of this auenture</l>
                  <l>whiche ye haue tolde, I you aſſure</l>
                  <l>My herte is ſory for to here</l>
                  <l>But onely for I wolde lere</l>
                  <l>what is to done, and what to leue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this by your leue</l>
                  <l>That ye me wolde telle I prey</l>
                  <l>If there be leful any weye</l>
                  <l>withoute ſynne a man may ſlee</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſone in ſondry wyſe ye</l>
                  <l>what man that is of Traytorye</l>
                  <l>Of mordre, or elles Robberye</l>
                  <l>At teynt, the Iuge ſhal not let</l>
                  <l>But he ſhal fleen of pure det</l>
                  <l>And doth greate ſinne if that he wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For who that lawe hath vpon honde</l>
                  <l>And ſpareth for to do iuſtyce</l>
                  <l>For mercy: doth not his offyce</l>
                  <l>That he his mercy ſo bewareth</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> for one ſhrewe, whiche he ſpareth</l>
                  <l>A thouſand good men be greueth</l>
                  <l>with ſuche mercy who that bileueth</l>
                  <l>To pleaſe god: he is deceyued</l>
                  <l>Or elles mote reaſon be weyued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The lawe ſtode or we were bore</l>
                  <l>Howe that a kynges ſwerde is bore</l>
                  <l>In ſygne, that he ſhall defende</l>
                  <l>His true people: and make an ende</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche, as wolden hem deuour</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus my ſonne to ſouccour</l>
                  <l>The lawe, and common right to wynne</l>
                  <l>A man may ſlee without ſynne</l>
                  <l>And do therof a great almeſſe</l>
                  <l>So for to kepe ryghtwyſenes</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this for his countree</l>
                  <l>In tyme of werre, a man is free</l>
                  <l>Hymſelfe, his houſe, and eke his londe</l>
                  <l>Defende with his owne honde</l>
                  <l>And ſleen, if be may no bet</l>
                  <l>After the lawe, whiche is ſette.</l>
                  <l>¶ Nowe father than I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that deedly werres ſeche</l>
                  <l>In worldes cauſe, and ſheden bloode</l>
                  <l>If ſuche an homicide is good?</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶ My ſonne vpon thy queſtyon</l>
                     <l>The trouth of myn opinyon</l>
                     <l>(Als ferforth as my wyt arecheth</l>
                     <l>And as the playne lawe teacheth)</l>
                     <l>I wolde the telle in euydence</l>
                     <l>To rule with thy conſcience</l>
                  </lg>
                  <q>
                     <l>Quod <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>reat ipſe deꝰ, necat hoc homicida creatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                     </l>
                     <l>Vltor et humano ſanguine ſpargit humum</l>
                     <l>Vt pecoris ſic eſt hoi<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s cruor heu modo fuſus</l>
                     <l>Victa iacet pietas, et furor vrget opus</l>
                     <l>Angelus in terra pax dixit, et vltima Chriſti</l>
                     <l>Verba ſonent pacem qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> modo guerra fugat.</l>
                  </q>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶. Hic ſequitur contra motoresguerre, que non ſolum homicidii ſed vniuerſi mundi deſolationis mater exiſtit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The hygh god of his iuſtice</l>
                  <l>The ilke foule horrible vice</l>
                  <l>Of homicide he hath forbede</l>
                  <l>By Moyſes, as it was bede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan goddes ſonne was alſo bore</l>
                  <l>He ſent his aungell downe therfore</l>
                  <l>whom the ſhepeherdes herden ſynge</l>
                  <l>Pees to the men of welwyllynge</l>
                  <l>In erthe amonge vs here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So for to ſpeke in this matere</l>
                  <l>After the lawe of charite</l>
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                  <l>There ſhall no deadly werre be</l>
                  <l>And eke nature it hath defended</l>
                  <l>And in her lawe pees commended</l>
                  <l>whiche is the chiefe of mans welth</l>
                  <l>Of mans lyfe, of mans helth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But deadly werre hath his couyne</l>
                  <l>Of peſtilence, and of famyne</l>
                  <l>Of pouerte, and of all wo</l>
                  <l>wherof this worlde we blamen ſo</l>
                  <l>which nowe the werre hath vnderfote</l>
                  <l>Tyll god him ſelfe therof do bote</l>
                  <l>For al thing, which god hath wrought</l>
                  <l>In erthe, werre it bryngeth to nought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The churche is brent, the preſt is ſlayn</l>
                  <l>The wyfe, the mayde is eke forlayne</l>
                  <l>The lawe is lore, and god vnſerued</l>
                  <l>I not what mede he hath deſerned</l>
                  <l>That ſuche werres ledeth inne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>If that he do it for to wynne</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt to accompte his great coſte</l>
                  <l>Forth with the folke that he hath loſte</l>
                  <l>As to the worldes reckenynge</l>
                  <l>There ſhall he fynde no wynnynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if be do it to purchace</l>
                  <l>The heuen, mede of ſuche a grace</l>
                  <l>I can nought ſpeke netheles</l>
                  <l>Chriſt hath commanded loue and pees</l>
                  <l>And who that worcheth the reuers</l>
                  <l>I trowe his mede is full dyuers</l>
                  <l>And ſythen than that we fynde</l>
                  <l>That werres in her owne kynde</l>
                  <l>Ben toward god of no deſerte</l>
                  <l>And eke they bryngen in pouerte</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, it is marueyle</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men what it may eyle</l>
                  <l>That they a pees ne connen ſet</l>
                  <l>I trowe ſynne be the lette</l>
                  <l>And euery mede of ſynne is deth</l>
                  <l>So wote I neuer howe it geth</l>
                  <l>But we, that be of o beleue</l>
                  <l>Amonge our ſelfe this wolde I leue</l>
                  <l>That better it were pees to cheſe</l>
                  <l>Than ſo by double weye leſe</l>
                  <l>¶ I not if that it nowe ſo ſtonde</l>
                  <l>But this a man may vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>who that theſe olde bokes redeth</l>
                  <l>That couetyſe is one, whiche ledeth</l>
                  <l>And brought the fyrſt werres inne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>At Grece if that I ſhall begynne</l>
                  <l>There was it proued howe it ſtode</l>
                  <l>To Perſe, whiche was full of good</l>
                  <l>They maden werre in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>And ſo they dydden ouer all</l>
                  <l>where great rycheſſe was in londe</l>
                  <l>So that they lefte nothynge ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Vnwerred, but onely Archade.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota ꝙ greci omnem terram fertilem debel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>labant, ſed tantum Archadiam pro eo ꝙ pauper et ſterilis fuit, pacifice dimiſerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶For there they no werres made</l>
                  <l>Bycauſe it was bareyne and poure</l>
                  <l>wherof they myght nought recouer</l>
                  <l>And thus pouerte was forbore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He that nought had nought hath lore</l>
                  <l>But yet it is a wonder thynge</l>
                  <l>whan that a ryche worthy kynge</l>
                  <l>Or lorde, what ſo he be</l>
                  <l>woll aſke and clayme propertie</l>
                  <l>In thynge, to whiche he hath no right</l>
                  <l>But onely of his great myght</l>
                  <l>For this may euery man well wyte</l>
                  <l>That bothe kynde and lawe wryte</l>
                  <l>Expreſſely ſtonden there ageyne</l>
                  <l>But he mote nedes ſomewhat ſeyne</l>
                  <l>All though there be no reaſon inne</l>
                  <l>whiche ſecheth cauſe for to wynne</l>
                  <l>For wyt, that is with wyll oppreſſed</l>
                  <l>whan couetyſe hym hath adreſſed</l>
                  <l>And all reaſone putte awaye</l>
                  <l>He can well fynde ſuche a wey</l>
                  <l>To werre, where as euer hym lyketh</l>
                  <l>wherof that he the worde entriketh</l>
                  <l>That many a man of hym compleyneth</l>
                  <l>But yet alway ſome cauſe he feyneth</l>
                  <l>And of his wrongefull herte he demeth</l>
                  <l>That all is well, what euer him ſemeth</l>
                  <l>Be ſo that he may wynne inough</l>
                  <l>For as the true man to the plough</l>
                  <l>Only to the gaynynge entendeth</l>
                  <l>Right ſo the werriour diſpendeth</l>
                  <l>His tyme, and hath no conſcience</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in this poynt for euidence</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ſuche werres make</l>
                  <l>Thou myght a great enſample take</l>
                  <l>Howe they her tirrannye excuſen</l>
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                  <l>Of that they wrongeful werres vſen</l>
                  <l>And howe they ſtonde of one accorde</l>
                  <l>The ſoudiour forth with the lorde</l>
                  <l>The poore man forth with the riche</l>
                  <l>As of courage they ben lyche</l>
                  <l>To make werres and to pylle</l>
                  <l>For lucre: and for none other ſkylle</l>
                  <l>wherof a propre tale I rede</l>
                  <l>As it whylom befelle in dede</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic declar at per exemplum contra iſtos prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>es ſeu altes quoſcil<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> illicite guerre motores / Et narrat de quodam pirata in partibus mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>is ſpeliatore notiſſimo / qui cum captus fuiſſet, et in iudicium coram rege Alexandro productus et de latricino accuſatus dixit / O Alexander vere <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>uia cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> paucis ſocus ſpoliorum cauſa naues tantum e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>pforo / ego latruncuſus vocor. in aute<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> quia cum infinita beffatorum muftitudine vniuer fam t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rram ſubiugando ſpofiafti, Imperator di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>. Ita ꝙ ſtatue tuus a ſtatu meo differt / ſed <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>em animo conditionem pa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>iſem habemus. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ander vero enis audatiam in reſponſione. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> bans ipſum penes ſe familiarem retinuit. Et <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>lic<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s beffatori complacnit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Of hym whome all this erthe drad</l>
                  <l>whan he the worlde ſo ouerladde</l>
                  <l>Through werre, as it fortuned is</l>
                  <l>Kynge Alyſaunder I rede this</l>
                  <l>Howe in a marche, where he lay</l>
                  <l>It felle perchaunce vpon a day</l>
                  <l>A Rouer of the ſee was nome</l>
                  <l>whiche many a man bad ouercome</l>
                  <l>And ſlayne, and take her good awaye</l>
                  <l>This pyller, as the bokes ſay</l>
                  <l>A famous man in ſondry ſtede</l>
                  <l>was of the werkes, whiche he dede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This priſoner afore the kynge</l>
                  <l>was brought: &amp; thervpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>In audience he was accuſed</l>
                  <l>And he his dede hath nought excuſed</l>
                  <l>And praide the kyng to done him right</l>
                  <l>And ſayd. Syre if I were of myght</l>
                  <l>I haue an herte lyche vnto thyn</l>
                  <l>For if thy power were myn</l>
                  <l>My wylle is moſt in eſpeciall</l>
                  <l>To ryfle, and gette ouer all</l>
                  <l>The large worldes good about</l>
                  <l>But for I leade a poure route</l>
                  <l>And am, as who ſayth, at miſchiefe</l>
                  <l>The name of pyllour and of theſe</l>
                  <l>I beare, and thou whiche routes great</l>
                  <l>Myght leade, and take thy beyete</l>
                  <l>And doſte right, as I wolde do</l>
                  <l>Thy name is nothynge cleped ſo</l>
                  <l>But thou arte named emperour</l>
                  <l>Our dedes ben of one colour</l>
                  <l>And in effecte of one deſerte</l>
                  <l>But thy rycheſſe and my pouerte</l>
                  <l>They be not taken euen lyche</l>
                  <l>And netheles he that is ryche</l>
                  <l>This day, to morowe he may be poorer</l>
                  <l>And in contrary alſo recouer</l>
                  <l>A poore man to grete ryches</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men ſeyn for thy let ryghtewyſenes</l>
                  <l>Be peyſed euen in the balaunce</l>
                  <l>¶The kynge his hardy contenaunce</l>
                  <l>Behelde: &amp; his wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>And ſayd vnto hym in this wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thyne anſwere I haue vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>wherof my wyl is, that thou ſtonde</l>
                  <l>In my ſeruyce, &amp; ſtylle abyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And forth with al the ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>He hath hym terme of lyfe withholde</l>
                  <l>The more &amp; for he ſhuld ben holde</l>
                  <l>He made hym knyght, &amp; yafe hym lond</l>
                  <l>whiche afterwarde was of his honde</l>
                  <l>An orped knyght in many a ſtede</l>
                  <l>And grete proweſſe of armes dede</l>
                  <l>As the Cronykes it recorden</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe they acorden</l>
                  <l>The whiche of condicion</l>
                  <l>Be ſette vpon deſtruction</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Suche Capitaine ſuche retinue</l>
                  <l>But for to ſee what yſſue</l>
                  <l>The kynge befalleth at the laſte</l>
                  <l>It is great wonder that men caſte</l>
                  <l>Her herte vpon ſuche wronge to wynne</l>
                  <l>where no beyete may ben inne</l>
                  <l>And doth dyſeſe on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>But when reſon is put a ſyde</l>
                  <l>And wylle gouerneth the courage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The faucon whiche fleeth ramage</l>
                  <l>And ſuffreth no thyng in the weye</l>
                  <l>wherof that he may take his preye</l>
                  <l>Is not more ſet vpon rauyne</l>
                  <l>Than thilke man, whiche his couyne</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet in ſuche a maner wyſe</l>
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                  <l>For all the worlde may nought ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>To wyl, whiche is not reſonable</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic ſecundum gefta Alexandri de guer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ris illicitis ponit Confeſſor exemplum / dicens: quod quamuis Alexander ſua potentia totius mundi victor, ſubingarat imperium, ipſe tandem mortis victoria ſubiugatus / cunctipotentis ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentiam euadere non potuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> wherof enſampele concordable</l>
                  <l>Lyche to this poynte, of which I mene</l>
                  <l>was vpon Alyſander ſene</l>
                  <l>whiche hadde ſet all his entent</l>
                  <l>So as fortune with hym went</l>
                  <l>That reaſon myght hym not gouerne</l>
                  <l>But of his wylle he was ſo ſterne</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde he ouerran</l>
                  <l>And what hym lyſt he toke and wan</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In Inde the ſuperyour</l>
                  <l>whan that he was full conquerour</l>
                  <l>And hadde his wylfull pourpoſe wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ne</l>
                  <l>Of all this erth vnder the ſonne</l>
                  <l>This kynge homwarde to Macedoyne</l>
                  <l>whan that he cam to Babyloyne</l>
                  <l>And wend moſte in his empyre</l>
                  <l>(As he which was holle lorde and ſyre)</l>
                  <l>In honour for to be receyued</l>
                  <l>Moſt ſodenlyche he was deceyned</l>
                  <l>And with ſtronge poyſon enuenymed</l>
                  <l>And as he hath the worlde myſtimed</l>
                  <l>Not as he ſhulde with his wyt</l>
                  <l>Not as he wolde, it was acquyt</l>
                  <l>Thus was he ſlayn, that whilo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſlough</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche ryche was ynough</l>
                  <l>This day, to morowe hadde nought</l>
                  <l>And in ſuche wyſe as he hath wrought</l>
                  <l>In diſturbaunce of worldes pees</l>
                  <l>His werre he fonde than endeles</l>
                  <l>In whiche for euer diſcomfyte</l>
                  <l>He was. Lo nowe for what proufyte</l>
                  <l>Of werre it helpeth for to ryde</l>
                  <l>For couetyſe and worldes pryde</l>
                  <l>To ſlee the worldes men aboute</l>
                  <l>As beſtes, whiche gone there oute</l>
                  <l>For euery lyfe, whiche reaſon can</l>
                  <l>Ought wel to knowe, that a man</l>
                  <l>Ne ſhulde through no tyrannye</l>
                  <l>Lyche to this other beſtes dye</l>
                  <l>Tyl kynde wolde for hym ſende</l>
                  <l>I not how he it myght amend</l>
                  <l>whiche taketh a weye for euermore</l>
                  <l>The lyfe, that he may not reſtore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne in all weye</l>
                  <l>Be wel auyſed I the preye</l>
                  <l>Bf ſlaught, er that thou be culpable</l>
                  <l>withoute cauſe reaſonable</l>
                  <l>¶My fader vnderſtonde it is</l>
                  <l>That ye haue ſayde: but ouer this</l>
                  <l>I pray you telle me nay or ye</l>
                  <l>To paſſe ouer the great ſee</l>
                  <l>To warre and ſle the Saraſyn</l>
                  <l>Is that the lawe? Sonne myn</l>
                  <l>To preche, and ſuffer for the feyth</l>
                  <l>That haue I herd, the goſpel ſeyth</l>
                  <l>But for to ſle, that here I nought</l>
                  <l>Chriſt with his owne deth hath bought</l>
                  <l>All other men, and made hem fre</l>
                  <l>In token of perfyte charite</l>
                  <l>And after that he taught him ſelue</l>
                  <l>whan he was dede theſe other twelue</l>
                  <l>Of his apoſteles went aboute</l>
                  <l>The holy feyth to preche oute</l>
                  <l>wherof the deth in ſondry place</l>
                  <l>They ſuffer, and ſo god of his grace</l>
                  <l>The feyth of Chriſt hath made aryſe</l>
                  <l>But if they wolde in other wyſe</l>
                  <l>By werre haue brought in the creaunce</l>
                  <l>It hadde yet ſtonde in balaunce</l>
                  <l>And that may prouen in the dede</l>
                  <l>For what man the Cronyckes rede</l>
                  <l>Fro firſt that holi churche hath weiued</l>
                  <l>To preche, &amp; hath the ſwerde receyued</l>
                  <l>wherof the werres ben bego<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ne</l>
                  <l>A great partye of that was wonne</l>
                  <l>To Chriſtes feyth, ſtant nowe myſwent</l>
                  <l>God do therof amendement</l>
                  <l>So as he wote, what is the beſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſonne if thou wylt lyue in reſt</l>
                  <l>Of conſcyence well aſſyſed</l>
                  <l>Er that thou ſlee, be wel auyſed</l>
                  <l>For man, as tellen vs the clarkes</l>
                  <l>Hath god aboue all erthely werkes</l>
                  <l>Ordeyned to be pryncypall</l>
                  <l>And eke of ſoule in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>He is made lyche to the godhede</l>
                  <l>So ſyt it wel to taken hede</l>
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                  <l>And for to loke on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>Er that thou falle in homycyde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſynne is now ſo generall</l>
                  <l>That it wel nye ſtant ouerall</l>
                  <l>In holy churche, as elles where</l>
                  <l>But all the whyle it is ſo there</l>
                  <l>The world mot nede fare amis</l>
                  <l>For whan the wel of pyte is</l>
                  <l>Through couetyſe of worldes good</l>
                  <l>Defoulled with ſhedinge of blode</l>
                  <l>The remenaunte of tolke aboute</l>
                  <l>Vnne the ſtonden in any dout</l>
                  <l>To werre eche other, and to ſlee</l>
                  <l>So is it all not worth a ſtre</l>
                  <l>The charite, wherof we prechen</l>
                  <l>For we do no thynge as we techen</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And this the blynde conſcience</l>
                  <l>Of pes hath loſt thylke euidence</l>
                  <l>whiche Chryſt vpon this erth taught</l>
                  <l>Now may men ſe morder &amp; manſlaught</l>
                  <l>L<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>che as it was by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>whan men the ſynnes bought and ſolde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>tas venie occaſione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> prebet delinque<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>di.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>In Grece afore Chriſtes feythe</l>
                  <l>I rede as the Cronycke ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Touchend of this matter thus</l>
                  <l>In thylke tyme howe Peleus</l>
                  <l>His owne broder Phocus ſlough</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for he hadde golde ynough</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ue, his ſynne was diſpenſed</l>
                  <l>with golde, wherof it was compenſed</l>
                  <l>Acaſtus whiche with Venus was</l>
                  <l>Her prieſt, aſſoylled in that cas</l>
                  <l>Al were there no repentaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as the boke maketh reme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>braunce</l>
                  <l>It tellyth of Medee alſo</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe ſlough her ſonnes two</l>
                  <l>Egeus in the ſame plyte</l>
                  <l>Hath made her of her ſynne quyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſonne eke of Ampbyoras</l>
                  <l>whos ryght name Almeus was</l>
                  <l>His moder ſlough Eryphele</l>
                  <l>But Achiloo the preſt and he</l>
                  <l>So as the bokes it recorden</l>
                  <l>For certayne ſome of golde acorden</l>
                  <l>That thylke horable ſynfull dede</l>
                  <l>Aſſoyled was: and thus for mede</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good it falleth ofte</l>
                  <l>That homycyde is ſet alofte</l>
                  <l>Here in this world, but after this</l>
                  <l>There ſhall be knowe, how that it is</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ſuche thynges wyrche</l>
                  <l>And how alſo that holy churche</l>
                  <l>Lete ſuche ſynnes paſſe quyte</l>
                  <l>And how they wolde hem ſelfe acquyte</l>
                  <l>Of dedely werres, that they make</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For who that wolde enſample take</l>
                  <l>The lawe, whiche is naturell</l>
                  <l>By weye of kynde ſheweth wel</l>
                  <l>That homycyde in no degre</l>
                  <l>(whiche werreth ayene charyte)</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men ſhulde not dwelle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For after that the bokes telle</l>
                  <l>To ſeche in all the worlde ryche</l>
                  <l>Men ſhall not fynde vpon his lych</l>
                  <l>A beſt for to take his preye</l>
                  <l>And ſythen kynde hathe ſuche aweye</l>
                  <l>Than is it wonder of a man</l>
                  <l>whiche kynde hath, and reaſon can</l>
                  <l>That he woll eyther more or laſſe</l>
                  <l>His kynde and reaſon ouerpaſſe</l>
                  <l>And ſlee that is to hym ſemblable</l>
                  <l>So is the man not reaſonable</l>
                  <l>Ne kynde, and that is not honeſte</l>
                  <l>whan he is worſe than a beſte</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota ſecundum Solinum contra homicidias de natura a cuiuſdam auis faciem ad ſimilitudinem humanam habentis / que cum de vreda ſua homi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ne<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> iuxta fluuiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> occiderit viderit<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> in aqua ſimile<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſibi occiſum ſtatim pre dolore moritur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Among the bokes, which I fynde</l>
                  <l>Solynus ſpeketh of a wonder kynde</l>
                  <l>And ſayth of foules there is one</l>
                  <l>whiche hath a face of blode and bone</l>
                  <l>Lyke to a man in reſemblaunce</l>
                  <l>And if it falle ſo parchaunce</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche is a foule of pray</l>
                  <l>That he a man fynde in his way</l>
                  <l>He woll hym ſlee, if that he may</l>
                  <l>But afterward the ſame day</l>
                  <l>whan he hath eten all his felle</l>
                  <l>And that ſhall be beſyde a welle</l>
                  <l>In whiche he woll drynke take</l>
                  <l>Of his viſage and the make</l>
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                  <l>That he hath ſlayn, anone he thynketh</l>
                  <l>Of his miſdede, and it forthynketh</l>
                  <l>So greatly, that for pure ſorowe</l>
                  <l>He lyueth not tyll on the morowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By this enſample it may well ſewe</l>
                  <l>That man ſhall homicide eſchewe</l>
                  <l>For euer is mercy good to take</l>
                  <l>But if the lawe it hath forſake</l>
                  <l>And that Iuſtice is there agayne</l>
                  <l>Ful ofttyme I haue hard ſayne</l>
                  <l>Amonges hem that werres haden</l>
                  <l>But they ſomwhyle her cauſe ladden</l>
                  <l>By mercy, whan they myght haue ſlain</l>
                  <l>wherof that they were after fayn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſonne, if that thou wolt recorde</l>
                  <l>The vertu of Miſericorde</l>
                  <l>Thou ſyghe neuer thylke place</l>
                  <l>where it was vſed, lacke grace</l>
                  <l>For euery lawe, and euery kynde</l>
                  <l>The mannes wyt to mercy bynde</l>
                  <l>And namely the worthy knyghtes</l>
                  <l>whan that they ſtonde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> moſte vprightes</l>
                  <l>And ben moſte myghty for to greue</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden thenne moſte releue</l>
                  <l>Tym, whome they myghten ouerthrow</l>
                  <l>And by enſample may men knowe</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum de pietate contra homicidium in guerris / habenda, Et nar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rat qualiter Achilles vna cum filio ſuo contra regem Meſee, qui tunc Theucer vocabatur / bel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>molum inierunt, Et cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Achilles dictum rege<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in bello ꝓſtratu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> occidere voluiſſet Thelaphꝰ pietate tu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ipſum clipeo cooperiens veniam pro rege a patre poſtulauit pro quo facto, ipſe rex adhuc vinens Thephalum regni ſui heredem libera vo luntate conſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶He may not faylen of his mede</l>
                  <l>That hath mercy. For this I rede</l>
                  <l>In a Cronycke I fynde thus</l>
                  <l>whan Achilles with Telaphus</l>
                  <l>His ſonne, toward Troye were</l>
                  <l>It fell hem er they come there</l>
                  <l>Ayene Theucer the kynge of Meſe</l>
                  <l>To make warre, and for to ſeſe</l>
                  <l>His londe, as they that wolden reigne</l>
                  <l>And Theucer put out of his reigne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the marches they aſſaylle</l>
                  <l>But Theucer yafe to hem bataille</l>
                  <l>They foughten on both ſydes faſte</l>
                  <l>But ſo it happneth at laſte</l>
                  <l>This worthy greke this Achilles</l>
                  <l>The kynge amonge all other ches</l>
                  <l>As he that was cruel and felle</l>
                  <l>with ſwerd in honde on hym he felle</l>
                  <l>And ſmote hym with a dethes wounde</l>
                  <l>That he vnhorced fell to grounde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Achilles vpon hym alyght</l>
                  <l>And wolde anone, as he wel myght</l>
                  <l>Haue ſlayn hym fulliche in the place</l>
                  <l>But Thephalus his faders grace</l>
                  <l>For hym beſought, and for pyte</l>
                  <l>Prayth, that he wolde let hym be</l>
                  <l>And caſt his ſheld betwene hem two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Achilles aſketh hym why ſo</l>
                  <l>And Thephalus his cauſe tolde</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, that he is mochel holde</l>
                  <l>For whylome Theucer in a ſtede</l>
                  <l>Great grace and ſocour to hym dede</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, that he hym wolde acquyte</l>
                  <l>And praythe his fader to reſpyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Achles tho withdrough his honde</l>
                  <l>But all the power of the londe</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that they ſawe her kyng thus take</l>
                  <l>They fled, and hathen the felde forſake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The grekes vnto the chaas falle</l>
                  <l>And for the moſte part all</l>
                  <l>Of that couutre the lordes great</l>
                  <l>They toke and wonne a greate beyete</l>
                  <l>And anone after this victorye</l>
                  <l>The kynge, whiche hadde memorye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the great mercy thought</l>
                  <l>which thelaphus taward him wrought</l>
                  <l>And in preſence of all the londe</l>
                  <l>he toke hym fayre by the honde</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe he gan to ſeye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne I mote by double weye</l>
                  <l>Loue and deſyre thyn encrees</l>
                  <l>Fyrſte for thy fader Achilles</l>
                  <l>whyl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> full many a day er this</l>
                  <l>whan I ſhulde haue fare amys</l>
                  <l>Reſcouſe dyd in my quarele</l>
                  <l>And kept all myn eſtate in hele</l>
                  <l>How ſo there falle nowe diſtaunce</l>
                  <l>Amonge vs, yet remembraunce</l>
                  <l>I haue of mercy, whiche he dede</l>
                  <l>As than: and thou nowe in this ſtede</l>
                  <l>Of gentilnes, and of frauncheſſe</l>
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                  <l>Haſt do mercy the ſame I geſſe</l>
                  <l>So woll I not, that any tyme</l>
                  <l>Be loſte, of that thou haſte do hyme</l>
                  <l>For how ſo this fortune falle</l>
                  <l>yet ſtant my truſte abouen all</l>
                  <l>For the mercy whiche I nowe fynde</l>
                  <l>That thou wylt after this be kynde</l>
                  <l>And for that ſuche is myn eſpeyr</l>
                  <l>And for my ſonne and for myn heyre</l>
                  <l>I the receyue, and all my londe</l>
                  <l>I yeue and ſeſe in to thyn honde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in this wyſe they accorde</l>
                  <l>The cauſe was myſericorde</l>
                  <l>The lordes do her obeyſaunce</l>
                  <l>To Thelaphus, and purueaunce</l>
                  <l>was made, ſo that he was coroned</l>
                  <l>And thus was mercy reguerdoned</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e he to Theucer did tofore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To this enſample is made therfore</l>
                  <l>That thou myght take remembraunce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>, and whan thou ſeeſt a chaunce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> other mens paſſion</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>te and compaſſion</l>
                  <l>And l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t no thinge to the be leef</l>
                  <l>whiche to another man is greef</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And after this if thou deſyre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>nde a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>en the vice of Ire</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> the with pacience</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> take in to thy conſcyence</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> to be thy gouernour</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>halt thou fele no rancour</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thyn herte ſhall debate</l>
                  <l>with homicide, ne with hate</l>
                  <l>y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>heſte or melancolye</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>halt be ſofte in companye</l>
                  <l>withoute contecke or foolhaſt</l>
                  <l>For <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>es myght thou longe waſt</l>
                  <l>Thy tyme, er that thou haue thy wylle</l>
                  <l>Of loue, for the wedir ſtylle</l>
                  <l>Men preyſe, and blame the tempeſtes</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader I woll do your heſtes</l>
                  <l>And of this poynt ye haue me taught</l>
                  <l>Toward my ſelfe the better ſaught</l>
                  <l>I th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nke be, whyle that I lyue</l>
                  <l>But for as moche as I am ſhryue</l>
                  <l>Of wrath, and all his circumſtaunce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ne what ye lyſte to my penaunce</l>
                  <l>And aſke forther of my lyfe</l>
                  <l>yf otherwyſe I be gyltyf</l>
                  <l>Of any thynge, that toucheth ſynne</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne, er we depart a twynne</l>
                  <l>I ſhall behynde no thinge leue</l>
                  <l>¶My good fader by your leue</l>
                  <l>Than aſketh forth what ſo you lyfte</l>
                  <l>For I haue in you ſuche a tryfte</l>
                  <l>As ye that be my ſoule hele</l>
                  <l>That ye fro me nothynge wol hele</l>
                  <l>For I ſhall telle you the trouthe</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſon art thou culpable of ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>In any poynt, whiche to hym longe h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>¶My fader of thou pointes me longeth</l>
                  <l>To wyte pleynly, what they mene</l>
                  <l>So that I maye me ſhriue clene.</l>
                  <l>¶Now herke, I ſhal tho pointes deuiſe</l>
                  <l>And vnderſtonde well myn appryſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For ſhryfte ſtant of no value</l>
                  <l>To hym, that woll hym nought vertue</l>
                  <l>To leue of vyces the folye</l>
                  <l>For worde is wynd, but the mayſtrye</l>
                  <l>Is, that a man hym ſelfe defend</l>
                  <l>Of thynge, whiche is not to commende</l>
                  <l>wherof ben fewe nowe a daye</l>
                  <l>And netheles ſo as I may</l>
                  <l>Make vnto thy memorye knowe</l>
                  <l>The pointes of ſlouth, thou ſhalt know</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <trailer>☞ Explicit liber tercius. <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
            </trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="4" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>☞ Hic in quarto libro loquitur confeſſor de ſpeciebus Accidie quarum primam tardacionem vocat, cuius condicionem pertractans Amanti, ſuper hoc conſequenter opponit.</p>
            </argument>
            <head>☞ Incipit liber quartus. <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
            </head>
            <lg>
               <l>Dicunt accidiam fore nutricem viciorum</l>
               <l>Torpet et in cuntis tarda <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> leuta bonis</l>
               <l>Que ſieri poſſent hodie tranſfert piger in cras</l>
               <l>Furato<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> prius hoſtia claudit equo.</l>
               <l>Poſcenti tardo negat emolumenta Cupido</l>
               <l>Sed Venus in celeri ludit amore viti.</l>
            </lg>
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            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">V</seg>Pon the vices to procede</l>
               <l>After the cauſe of man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes dede</l>
               <l>The fyrſt poynt of ſlouth I calle</l>
               <l>Lacheſſe, and is the chief of all</l>
               <l>And hath this properly of kind</l>
               <l>To leuen all thynge behyned</l>
               <l>Of that he myght do nowe here</l>
               <l>He taryeth all the longe yere</l>
               <l>And euermore he ſayth, To morowe</l>
               <l>And ſo he woll his tyme borowe</l>
               <l>And wyſſheth after, God me ſende</l>
               <l>That whan he weneth to haue an end</l>
               <l>Than is he fortheſt to begyn</l>
               <l>Thus bryngeth he many a meſchiefe in</l>
               <l>Vnware, tyll that he be meſcheued</l>
               <l>And may not than be releued</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>And ryght ſo nother more ne leſſe</l>
               <l>It ſtant of loue, and of lacheſſe</l>
               <l>Some tyme he ſloutheth on a daye</l>
               <l>That he neuer after gete may</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Nowe ſonne as of this ilke thynge</l>
               <l>If thou haue any knowlechynge</l>
               <l>That thou to loue haſt done er this</l>
               <l>¶ Telle on, My good fader yis</l>
               <l>As of laches I am beknowe</l>
               <l>That I may ſtonde vpon his rowe</l>
               <l>As I that am cladde of his ſute</l>
               <l>For whan I thought my purſute</l>
               <l>To make, and therto ſet a day</l>
               <l>To ſpeke vnto that ſwete may</l>
               <l>Lacheſſe hadde abyde yet</l>
               <l>And bare on honde it was no wyt</l>
               <l>Ne tyme, for to ſpeke as tho</l>
               <l>Thus with his tales to and fro</l>
               <l>My tyme in taryenge he drough</l>
               <l>whan there was tyme good ynough</l>
               <l>He ſayd another tyme is better</l>
               <l>Thou ſhalt nowe ſenden her a letter</l>
               <l>And par caas wryte more pleyn</l>
               <l>Than thou by mouth durſteſt ſeyn</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Thus haue I let tyme ſlyde</l>
               <l>For ſlouthe, and kept not my tyde</l>
               <l>So that laches with his vyce</l>
               <l>Full ofte hath made my wyt ſo nyce</l>
               <l>That what I thought to ſpeke or do</l>
               <l>with taryenge he held me ſo</l>
               <l>Tyl whan I wolde, and myght nought</l>
               <l>I not what thynge was in my thought</l>
               <l>Or it was drede, or it was ſhame</l>
               <l>But euer in erneſt and in game</l>
               <l>I wote there is longe tyme paſſed</l>
               <l>But yet is not the loue laſſed</l>
               <l>whiche I vnto my lady haue</l>
               <l>For though my tonge is ſlow to craue</l>
               <l>At all tyme, as I haue bede</l>
               <l>Myn hert ſtant euer in o ſtede</l>
               <l>And aſketh beſylyche grace</l>
               <l>The whiche I may not yet embrace</l>
               <l>And god wote that is maulgre myn</l>
               <l>For this I wote ryght wel afyn</l>
               <l>My grace cometh ſo ſelde aboute</l>
               <l>That is the ſlouthe, whiche I doubte</l>
               <l>More than of all the remenaunte</l>
               <l>whiche is to loue appartenaunte</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>And thus as touchende of lacheſſe</l>
               <l>As I haue tolde, I me confeſſe</l>
               <l>To you my fader, I beſeche</l>
               <l>That ferthermore ye wol me teche</l>
               <l>And if there be to my mattere</l>
               <l>Some goodly tale for to here</l>
               <l>How I may do lacheſſe awey</l>
               <l>That ye it wolde telle, I prey</l>
               <l>¶ To wyſſe the my ſonne and rede</l>
               <l>Amonge the tales, whiche I red</l>
               <l>An olde enſample therupon</l>
               <l>Nowe herken, and I wol telle on</l>
            </lg>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra iſtos qui in amoris cauſa tardantes delinquunt. Et narrat qualiter Dido regina Cartaginis Ened. ab incendus Troie fugitinum in amorem fuum gauiſa ſuſcepit / qui cum poſtea in partes Italie a Cartagine bellaturum ſe tranſtulit, nimiam <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ibidem moram faciens / tempus redditus ſui ad Didone<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vltra modu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tardauit / ipſa intolle<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>abili dolore co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cuſſa ſui cordis intima gladio tra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſfodit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ayne lacheſſein loues caas</l>
                  <l>I fynde, howe whylome Eneas</l>
                  <l>Home Anchyſes to ſonne hadde</l>
                  <l>with great nauye, whiche he ladde</l>
                  <l>Fro Troye, arryueth at Cartage</l>
                  <l>wherfore a whyle his herbergage</l>
                  <l>He toke, and it betid ſo</l>
                  <l>with her, whiche was a quene tho</l>
                  <l>Of the Cyte, his acqueintaunce</l>
                  <l>He wan, whos name in remembraunce</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:72"/>
                  <l>Is yet, and Dido ſhe was hote</l>
                  <l>whiche loueth Eneas ſo hote</l>
                  <l>Vpon the wordes, whiche he ſayde</l>
                  <l>That all her herte on hym ſhe layde</l>
                  <l>And dyd all holy, what he wolde</l>
                  <l>But after that, as it be ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Fro thens he goth toward Itayle</l>
                  <l>By ſhyp, and there his arryuayle</l>
                  <l>Hath take, and ſhope hym for to ryde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche may not longe abyde</l>
                  <l>The hote payne of loues throwe</l>
                  <l>Anon within alytel throwe</l>
                  <l>A letter vnto her knyght hath wryte</l>
                  <l>And dyd hym pleinly for to wyte</l>
                  <l>If he made any taryinge</l>
                  <l>To dretche of his ayen commynge</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne myght hym fele and ſe</l>
                  <l>She ſhulde ſtonde in ſuche degree</l>
                  <l>As whylome ſtode a ſwan to fore</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe hadde her make lore</l>
                  <l>For ſorowe a fether in to her brayne</l>
                  <l>She ſh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>of, and hath her ſelfe ſlayn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As kynge Menander in a lay</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſoth hath fonde, where ſhe lay</l>
                  <l>Spraulend with her wynges twey</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche ſhulde than deye</l>
                  <l>For loue of hym, which was her make.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſo ſhal I do for thy ſake</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nene ſayde, wel I wote</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo to Ence thus ſhe wrote</l>
                  <l>with many a nother word of compleynt</l>
                  <l>But he which had his thoughtes feynt</l>
                  <l>Towardes loue, and full of ſlouth</l>
                  <l>His tyme let, and that was routhe</l>
                  <l>For ſhe, whiche loueth hym to fore</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth euer more and more</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe ſawe hym tary ſo</l>
                  <l>Her hert was ſo full of wo</l>
                  <l>That compleynend manyfolde</l>
                  <l>She hath her owne tale tolde</l>
                  <l>Vnto her ſelfe, and thus ſhe ſpake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A who fonde euer ſuche a lacke</l>
                  <l>Of ſlouth in any worthy knyght?</l>
                  <l>Nowe wote I well my deth is dyght</l>
                  <l>Through him, which ſhuld haue be my lyfe</l>
                  <l>But for to ſtynten all this ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Thus whan ſhe ſyghe none other bote</l>
                  <l>Ryght euen vnto her hert rote</l>
                  <l>A naked ſwerd anone ſhe threfte</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhe gat her ſelfe reſte</l>
                  <l>In remembraunce of all ſlowe</l>
                  <l>wherof my ſonne thou myght knowe</l>
                  <l>Howe tarynge vpon the nede</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe, is for to drede</l>
                  <l>And that hath Dido ſore abought</l>
                  <l>whoſe deth ſhall euer be bethought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And euermore if I ſhal ſeche</l>
                  <l>In this matter another ſpeche</l>
                  <l>In a Cronycke I fynde wryte</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche is good to wyte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur ſuper eodem, qualiter Penolope Vlixem maritum ſuum in obſidione Troie diuci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us morantem ob ipſius ibidem tardacionem epi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtola ſua redarguit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ At Troye whan kynge Vlyxes</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſege amonge the pres</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that worthy knyghtes were</l>
                  <l>Abode longe tyme ſtylle there</l>
                  <l>In thylke tyme a man may ſe</l>
                  <l>Howe goodly that Penelope</l>
                  <l>whiche was to hym his trewe wyfe</l>
                  <l>Of his lacheſſe was pleyntyfe</l>
                  <l>wherof to Troye ſhe hym ſende</l>
                  <l>Her wylle by letter, thus ſpekende:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My worthy loue, and lorde alſo</l>
                  <l>It is and hath be euer ſo</l>
                  <l>That where a woman is alone</l>
                  <l>It maketh a man in his perſone</l>
                  <l>The more hardy for to wowe</l>
                  <l>In hope that ſhe wolde bowe</l>
                  <l>To ſuche thynge, as his wylle were</l>
                  <l>whyle that her lorde were els where</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And of my ſelfe I telle this</l>
                  <l>For it ſo longe paſſed is</l>
                  <l>Syth fyrſte that ye frome home went</l>
                  <l>That welle nygh euery man is went</l>
                  <l>To there I am, whyle ye be oute</l>
                  <l>Hadde made and eche of hem aboute</l>
                  <l>whiche loue can, my loue ſecheth</l>
                  <l>with great prayer, and me beſecheth</l>
                  <l>And ſome maken great manace</l>
                  <l>That if they myght come in place</l>
                  <l>where that they myght her wylle haue</l>
                  <l>There is no thynge me ſhulde ſaue</l>
                  <l>That they ne wolde worch thynges</l>
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                  <l>And ſome telle me tydynges</l>
                  <l>That ye ben deed: and ſome ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That certaynly ye ben beſeyne</l>
                  <l>To loue a newe, and leaue me</l>
                  <l>But howe as euer that it be</l>
                  <l>I thonke vnto the goddes all</l>
                  <l>As yet for ought, that is befall</l>
                  <l>May no man do my chekes rede</l>
                  <l>But netheles it is to drede</l>
                  <l>That lacheſſe in contynuaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fortune myght ſuche a chaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche no man after ſhulde amende</l>
                  <l>¶'Lo thus this lady compleynende</l>
                  <l>A letter vnto her lorde hath wryte</l>
                  <l>And prayde him, that he wolde wyte</l>
                  <l>And thynke, howe that ſhe was al his</l>
                  <l>And that he tarye not in this</l>
                  <l>But that he wolde his loue acquyte</l>
                  <l>To her ayenewarde, and not wryte</l>
                  <l>But come hym ſelfe in all haſte</l>
                  <l>That he none other paper waſte</l>
                  <l>So that he kepe, and holde his trouth</l>
                  <l>without lette of any ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>¶ Vnto her lorde and loue liege</l>
                  <l>To Troye where the great ſiege</l>
                  <l>was leyde, this letter was conueyde</l>
                  <l>And he whiche wyſdome hath purueid</l>
                  <l>Of all that to reaſon belongeth</l>
                  <l>with gentyll herte it vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>And whan he hath it ouer rad</l>
                  <l>In parte, he was right inly glad</l>
                  <l>And eke in parte he was diſeſed</l>
                  <l>But loue his hert hath ſo through ſeſed</l>
                  <l>with pure imaginacyon</l>
                  <l>That for for none occupacyon</l>
                  <l>whiche be gan take on other ſyde</l>
                  <l>He may not flytte his herte aſyde</l>
                  <l>For that his wyfe hym had enformed</l>
                  <l>wherof he hath hym ſelfe conformed</l>
                  <l>with all the wyll of his courage</l>
                  <l>To ſhape and take the viage</l>
                  <l>Homewarde, what tyme that he may</l>
                  <l>So that hym thynketh of a day</l>
                  <l>A thouſande yere tyll he may ſe</l>
                  <l>The viſage of Penelope</l>
                  <l>whiche he deſyreth mooſt of all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan the tyme is ſo befall</l>
                  <l>That Troye was diſtroyed, and brent</l>
                  <l>He made no delayment</l>
                  <l>But goth hym home in all hye</l>
                  <l>where that he fonde tofore his eie</l>
                  <l>His worthy wyfe in good eſtate</l>
                  <l>And thus was ſeſed the debate</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and ſlouth was excuſed</l>
                  <l>which doth great harm, wher it is vſed</l>
                  <l>And hindreth many a cauſe honeſt.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota ad huc de quodam Aſtrologo ſuper eo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dem, qui quoddam opus ingenioſum quaſi ad complementum ſeptennios perducens vnius mo<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>menti tardacione omni ſui operis diligentiam penitus fruſtrauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶For of the great clerke Groſteſt</l>
                  <l>I rede howe buſy that he was</l>
                  <l>Vpon the clergye an heed of bras</l>
                  <l>To forge and make it for to telle</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche thynges as befelle</l>
                  <l>And ſeuen yeres beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>He layde, but for the lacheſſe</l>
                  <l>Of halfe a mynute of an houre</l>
                  <l>Fro fyrſt he began laboure</l>
                  <l>He loſte all that he hadde do</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And other whyle it fareth ſo</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe, who is ſlowe</l>
                  <l>That he without vnder the wowe</l>
                  <l>By nyght ſtant full ofte a colde</l>
                  <l>whiche myght, if that he had wolde</l>
                  <l>His tyme kepte, haue be within.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota ad huc contra taidationem de virgini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus fatuis, que nimiam moram facientes intra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te ſponſo ad nupcias / cum ipſo non introierunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But ſlouth may not profyt wynne</l>
                  <l>But he may ſynge in his Carole</l>
                  <l>Howe late ware came to the dole</l>
                  <l>where he no good receyue myght</l>
                  <l>And that was proued well by nyght</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of the maydens fyue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ylke lorde came for to wyue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that her oyle was aweye</l>
                  <l>To lyght hym lampes in his wey</l>
                  <l>Her ſlouth brought it ſo about</l>
                  <l>Fro hym that they be ſhette without</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>wherof my ſonne be thou ware</l>
                  <l>Als ferforth as I telle dare</l>
                  <l>For ſlouthe muſte ben awayted</l>
                  <l>And if thou be not well affayted</l>
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                  <l>In loue, to eſchewe flouthe</l>
                  <l>My ſome for to telle trouthe</l>
                  <l>Thou myght not of thy ſelfe ben able</l>
                  <l>To wynne loue, or make it ſtable</l>
                  <l>All though thou myghteſt loue acheue</l>
                  <l>¶ My father that I may well leue</l>
                  <l>But me was neuer aſſygned place</l>
                  <l>where yet to gette any grace</l>
                  <l>Ne me was no ſuche tyme appoynted</l>
                  <l>For than I wolde I were vnioynted</l>
                  <l>Of euery lymme that I haue</l>
                  <l>And I ne ſhulde kepe and ſaue</l>
                  <l>Myn houre bothe, and eke my ſtede</l>
                  <l>If my lady it hadde bede</l>
                  <l>But ſhe is otherwyſe auyſed</l>
                  <l>Than graunt ſuche a tyme aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>And netheleſſe of my lacheſſe</l>
                  <l>There b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>th by no defaulte I geſſe</l>
                  <l>Of tyme loſte, in that I myght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But yet her lyketh not alyght</l>
                  <l>Vpon no lure, whiche I caſte</l>
                  <l>Fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y the more I crye faſte</l>
                  <l>The leſſe her lyketh for to here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So for to ſpeke of this matere</l>
                  <l>I ſeche, that I may not fynde</l>
                  <l>I haſte, and euer I am behynde</l>
                  <l>And wote not, what it may amount</l>
                  <l>But father vpon myn accompte</l>
                  <l>whiche ye ben ſette to examyne</l>
                  <l>Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hayfte after the diſcipline</l>
                  <l>Say what your beſt counſayle is.</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne my counſeyle is this</l>
                  <l>Howe ſo it ſtande of tyme ago</l>
                  <l>Do forthe thy beſynes ſo</l>
                  <l>That no lacheſſe in the be founde</l>
                  <l>For ſlouthe is myghty to confounde</l>
                  <l>The ſpede of euery mans werke</l>
                  <l>For many a vice, as ſaith the clerke</l>
                  <l>There hongen vpon ſlouthes lappe</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche as make a man myſhappe</l>
                  <l>To pleyne and telle of Had I wyſt</l>
                  <l>And thervpon if that the lyſte</l>
                  <l>To knowe of ſlouthes cauſe more</l>
                  <l>In ſpeciall yet ouermore</l>
                  <l>There is a vicefull greuable</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche is therof culpable</l>
                  <l>And ſtant of all vertues bare</l>
                  <l>Here after as I ſhall declare</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Qui nihil attemptat, nihil expedit, ore<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> mut<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>Munus amicitie <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ur ſibi raro capit</l>
                  <l>Eſt modus in uerbis, ſed ei qui parcit amori</l>
                  <l>Verba referre ſua nouifauet ullus amor.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur Confeſſor de quadam ſpecie Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cidie / que puſillanimitas dicta eſt / cuius imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>natiua formido ne<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> virtutes aggredi, ne<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vicia fugere audet / ſic<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vtriuſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vite tam actiue quam contemplatiue premium non attingit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Touchende of ſlouth in his degre</l>
                  <l>There is yet puſillanimite</l>
                  <l>whiche is to ſay in this langage</l>
                  <l>He that hath lyttell of courage</l>
                  <l>And dare no mans werke begynne</l>
                  <l>So may he nought by reaſon wynne</l>
                  <l>For who that nought dare vndertake</l>
                  <l>By right he ſhall no profyt take</l>
                  <l>But of this vice the nature</l>
                  <l>Dare nothynge ſette in auenture</l>
                  <l>Hym lacketh bothe worde and dede</l>
                  <l>wherof he ſhulde his cauſe ſpede</l>
                  <l>He woll no manhode vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>For euer he hath drede vpon honde</l>
                  <l>All is peryll, that he ſhall ſaye</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh the wolfe is in the waye</l>
                  <l>And of imaginacion</l>
                  <l>He maketh his excuſacion</l>
                  <l>And feyneth cauſe of pure drede</l>
                  <l>And euer he fayleth at nede</l>
                  <l>Tyll all be ſpylte, that he with dealeth</l>
                  <l>He hath the ſore, which no man heleth</l>
                  <l>The whiche is cleped Lacke of herte</l>
                  <l>Though euery grace aboute hym ſterte</l>
                  <l>He woll not ones ſtere his fote</l>
                  <l>So that by reaſon leſe he mote</l>
                  <l>That woll not aunter for to wynne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſo forth ſonne, if we begynne</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke of loue and his ſeruice</l>
                  <l>There ben truantes in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That lacken hert, whan beſt were</l>
                  <l>They ſpeken of loue, and right for feare</l>
                  <l>They waxen dombe, and dare not telle</l>
                  <l>without ſowne, as dothe the belle</l>
                  <l>whiche hath no clapper for to chyme</l>
                  <l>And ryght ſo they, as for the tyme</l>
                  <l>Ben herteles without ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and dare nothynge eſeche</l>
                  <l>And thus they leſe, and wynne nought</l>
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                  <l>For thy my ſonne if thou arte ought</l>
                  <l>Culpable, as touchende of this ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>Shryue the therof, and telle me trouth.</l>
                  <l>¶My father I am all beknowe</l>
                  <l>That I haue ben one of the ſlowe</l>
                  <l>As for to telle in loues cas</l>
                  <l>Myn herte is yet, and euer was</l>
                  <l>Although the worlde ſhuld al to breke</l>
                  <l>So fearful, that I dare not ſpeke</l>
                  <l>Of what purpoſe that I haue nome</l>
                  <l>whan I towarde my lady come</l>
                  <l>But lette it paſſe and ouer go</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne do no more ſo</l>
                  <l>For after that a man purſueth</l>
                  <l>To loue ſo fortune ſeweth</l>
                  <l>Ful ofte, and yeueth her happy chance</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche maketh continuance</l>
                  <l>To preye loue, and to beſeche</l>
                  <l>As by enſample I ſhall the teche.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic in amoris cauſa loquitur contra puſilla nimes, Et dicit / ꝙ amans, pro timore verbis ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tumeſcere non debet, ſed concinnando preces ſui amoris expeditionem tutius proſequatur / Et ponit Confeſſor exemplum, qualiter Pigmalion pro eo ꝙ preces continuauit, quandam imaginem eburneam, cuius pulchritudinis concupiſcentia illaqueatus extitit, in carnem et ſanguinem ad latus ſuum tranformatam ſentiit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶I fynde, how whilom there was one</l>
                  <l>whoſe name mas Pigmalyone</l>
                  <l>whiche was a luſty man of youth</l>
                  <l>The werkes of entayle he couthe</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other men as tho</l>
                  <l>And through fortune it felle hym ſo</l>
                  <l>As he, whom loue ſhall trauayle</l>
                  <l>He made an image of entayle</l>
                  <l>Lyche to a woman in ſemblaunce</l>
                  <l>Of feature, and of countenaunce</l>
                  <l>So fayre yet neuer was fygure</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a lyues creature</l>
                  <l>She ſemeth, for of yuor whyte</l>
                  <l>He hath it wrought of ſuche delyte</l>
                  <l>She was rody on the cheke</l>
                  <l>And redde on her lyppes eke</l>
                  <l>wherof that he hym ſelfe begyleth</l>
                  <l>For with a goodly loke ſhe ſmyleth</l>
                  <l>So that through pure impreſſion</l>
                  <l>Of his imagination</l>
                  <l>with all the herte of his courage</l>
                  <l>His loue vpon this fayre image</l>
                  <l>He ſet: and her of loue preyde</l>
                  <l>But ſhe no worde ayenewarde ſayd</l>
                  <l>The longe day what thynge he dede</l>
                  <l>This image in the ſame ſtede</l>
                  <l>was euer by, that at meate</l>
                  <l>He wold her ſerue, and prayde her eate</l>
                  <l>And put vnto her mouth the cup</l>
                  <l>And whan the borde was taken vp</l>
                  <l>He hath her vnto his chaumbre nome</l>
                  <l>And after whan the nyght was come</l>
                  <l>He leyde her in bedde all naked</l>
                  <l>He was forwepte, he was forwaked</l>
                  <l>He kyſte her colde lyppes ofte</l>
                  <l>And wyſſheth, that they were ſofte</l>
                  <l>And ofte he rowneth in her eare</l>
                  <l>And ofte his arme now here now there</l>
                  <l>He layde, as he her wolde enbrace</l>
                  <l>And euer amonge he aſketh grace</l>
                  <l>As though ſhe wyſt what it ment</l>
                  <l>And thus hym ſelfe he gan tourment</l>
                  <l>with ſuche diſeaſe of loues peyne</l>
                  <l>That no man myght hym more peyne</l>
                  <l>But howe it were of his penaunce</l>
                  <l>He made ſuche countenaunce</l>
                  <l>Fro day to nyght, and prayde ſo longe</l>
                  <l>That his prayer is vnderfonge</l>
                  <l>whiche Venus of her grace herde</l>
                  <l>By night, and whan that he werſt ferde</l>
                  <l>And it lay naked in his arme</l>
                  <l>The colde image he felte warme</l>
                  <l>Of fleſſhe and bone, and full of lyfe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus he wanne a luſty wyfe</l>
                  <l>whiche obeiſaunt was at his wyll</l>
                  <l>And if he wolde haue holde hym ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And nothing ſpoke, he ſhuld haue failed</l>
                  <l>But for he hath his worde trauayled</l>
                  <l>And durſt ſpeke, his loue he ſpedde</l>
                  <l>And bad all that he wolde abedde</l>
                  <l>For er they wente than a two</l>
                  <l>A knaue childe betwene hem two</l>
                  <l>They gate, whiche was after hote</l>
                  <l>Paphus, of whom yet hath the note</l>
                  <l>A certayne ile, whiche Paphos</l>
                  <l>Men clepe, and of his name it roſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By thts enſample thou myght fynde</l>
                  <l>That worde may worche aboue kynde</l>
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                  <l>For thy my ſonne if that thou ſpare</l>
                  <l>To ſpeake, loſte is all thy fare</l>
                  <l>For ſlouthe bryngeth in all wo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this to loke alſo</l>
                  <l>The god of loue is fauourable</l>
                  <l>To hem, that ben of loue ſtable</l>
                  <l>And many a wondre hath befall</l>
                  <l>wherof to ſpeake amonges all</l>
                  <l>If that ye lyſte to taken hede</l>
                  <l>Therof a ſolempne tale I rede</l>
                  <l>whiche I ſhall telle in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſorte of loues chaunce</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Hic venit exemplum ſuper eodem qualiter <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> L<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>gdus vxori ſue Thelacuſe pregnanti mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>atur <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>q<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſi filiam pareret / infans occideretur. ou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> tamen poſtea cum filiam ediderat, Iſis dea part<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s tunc preſens filia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> nomine Iphi appellari <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> more maſculi educare admonuit, quam <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> filium credens / ipſam in maritagium filie <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> principis etate ſolita copulanit / Sed cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> debitum ſui comugu, vnde foluere non ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> in ſui aduitorium interpellebat, qui ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> miſerti femineum genus in maſculinum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> nature in Iphe per <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ia tranſmutarili.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>THe kynge Lygdus vpon a ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Spake vnto Thelacuſe his wife</l>
                  <l>which tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> was with child great</l>
                  <l>He ſwore it ſhulde nought be lette</l>
                  <l>That if ſhe haue a doughter bore</l>
                  <l>That it ne ſhulde be forlore</l>
                  <l>And ſlayne, wherof ſhe ſory was</l>
                  <l>So it befelle vpon this cas</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe delyuered ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>s by nyghte in pryuete</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> whiche of childynge is the goddeſſe)</l>
                  <l>Came for to helpe in that diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll that this lady was all ſmalle</l>
                  <l>And had a doughter forth with all</l>
                  <l>whiche the goddeſſe in all weye</l>
                  <l>Bad kepe, and that they ſhulde ſeye</l>
                  <l>It were a ſonne: and thus Iphis</l>
                  <l>They named hym, and vpon this</l>
                  <l>The father was made for to wene</l>
                  <l>And thus in chambre with the quene</l>
                  <l>This Iphis was forthe drawe tho</l>
                  <l>And clothed, and arrayed ſo</l>
                  <l>Ryght kynges as a ſonne ſholde</l>
                  <l>Tyll after, as fortune it wolde</l>
                  <l>whan it was of a tenne yere age</l>
                  <l>Hym was betake in mariage</l>
                  <l>A dukes doughter for to wedde</l>
                  <l>whiche Iaunte hyght, and ofte a bedde</l>
                  <l>Theſe chyldren lay, ſhe and he</l>
                  <l>whiche of one age bothe be</l>
                  <l>So that within tyme of yeres</l>
                  <l>Together, as they ben play feres</l>
                  <l>Lyggende abedde vpon a nyght</l>
                  <l>Nature, whiche doth euery wyght</l>
                  <l>Vpon her lawe for to muſe</l>
                  <l>Conſtreyneth hem, ſo that they vſe</l>
                  <l>Thyng, which to hem was all vnknow</l>
                  <l>wherof Cupyde thylke throwe</l>
                  <l>Toke pite for the great loue</l>
                  <l>And lette do ſette kynde aboue</l>
                  <l>So that her lawe may ben vſed</l>
                  <l>And they vpon her luſte excuſed</l>
                  <l>For loue hateth nothynge more</l>
                  <l>Than thing, which ſtant ayenſt the lore</l>
                  <l>Of that nature in kynde hath ſet</l>
                  <l>For thy Cupyde hath ſo beſette</l>
                  <l>Her grace vpon this auenture</l>
                  <l>That be accordant to nature</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan that he ſygh his tyme beſt</l>
                  <l>That eche of hem hath other keſt</l>
                  <l>Transformeth Iphe into a man</l>
                  <l>wherof the kynde loue he wan</l>
                  <l>Of luſty yongth, Iante his wyfe</l>
                  <l>And tho they ledde a mery lyfe</l>
                  <l>whiche was to kynde none offence</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus to take an euidence</l>
                  <l>It ſemeth loue is welwyllende</l>
                  <l>To hem, that ben contynuende</l>
                  <l>with beſy herte to purſue</l>
                  <l>Thynge, whiche that is to loue due</l>
                  <l>wherof my ſonne in this matere</l>
                  <l>Thou might enſample taken here</l>
                  <l>That with thy great beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Thou myght atteyne the rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Of loue, that there be no ſlouth</l>
                  <l>¶I dare well ſay by my trouth</l>
                  <l>Als ferre as my wytte can ſeche</l>
                  <l>My father, as for lacke of ſpeche</l>
                  <l>But ſo as I me ſhrofe tofore</l>
                  <l>There is none other tyme lore</l>
                  <l>wherof there myght be obſtacle</l>
                  <l>To lette loue of his miracle</l>
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                  <l>whiche I beſeche day and nyght</l>
                  <l>But father ſo as it is ryght</l>
                  <l>In forme of ſhryfte to be knowe</l>
                  <l>what thynge belongeth to the ſlowe</l>
                  <l>your fatherhode I woll preye</l>
                  <l>If there be forther any weye</l>
                  <l>Touchende vnto this ilke vice</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne ye, of this office</l>
                  <l>There ſerueth one in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>whiche loſt hath his memoriall</l>
                  <l>So that he can no wyt witholde</l>
                  <l>In thynge, whiche he to kepe his holde</l>
                  <l>wherof fulle ofte hym ſelfe he greueth</l>
                  <l>And who that mooſt vpon hym leueth</l>
                  <l>whan that his wyttes ben ſo weyued</l>
                  <l>He may full lyghtly be deceyued.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Mentibus oblitus alienis labitur ille,</l>
                  <l>Quem probat accidia non meminiſſe ſui.</l>
                  <l>Sic amor incautus, qui uo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> memoratur ad horas</l>
                  <l>Perdit, et offendit, quod cuperare nequit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat Confeſſor de vitio obliuionis / qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> mater eius Accidia ad omnes virtutum memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rias, necnon et in amoris cauſa immemorem ſe conſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶To ſerue Accidie in his office</l>
                  <l>There is of ſlouth an other vice</l>
                  <l>whiche is cleped Foryettylnes</l>
                  <l>That nought may in his herte impreſſe</l>
                  <l>Of vertue, whiche reaſon hath ſet</l>
                  <l>So clene his wyttes be foryete</l>
                  <l>For in tellynge of his tale</l>
                  <l>No more his herte than his male</l>
                  <l>Hath remembraunce of thylke fourme</l>
                  <l>wherof he ſhulde his wytte enfourme</l>
                  <l>As than, and yet ne wote why</l>
                  <l>Thus is his purpoſe nought for thy</l>
                  <l>Forlore, of that he wolde abyde</l>
                  <l>And ſcarſely if he ſeeth the thridde</l>
                  <l>To loue of that he had ment</l>
                  <l>Thus many a louer hath be ſhent</l>
                  <l>Telle on further, haſt thou ben one</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that hath ſlouth begonne?</l>
                  <l>¶ye father ofte it hath ben ſo</l>
                  <l>That whan I am my lady fro</l>
                  <l>And thynke vntowarde her drawe</l>
                  <l>Than caſt I many a newe lawe</l>
                  <l>And all the worlde tourne vp ſo downe</l>
                  <l>And ſo recorde I my leſſon</l>
                  <l>And write in my memoriall</l>
                  <l>what I to her telle ſhall</l>
                  <l>Ryght all the matter of my tale</l>
                  <l>But all nis worthe a nutte ſhale</l>
                  <l>For whan I come there ſhe is</l>
                  <l>I haue it all foryete iwis</l>
                  <l>Of that I thought for to telle</l>
                  <l>I can not than vnnethes ſpelle</l>
                  <l>That I wende alther beſt haue redde</l>
                  <l>So ſore of her I am adredde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For as a man that ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>A gooſt beholdeth ſo fare I</l>
                  <l>So that for feare I can nought gette</l>
                  <l>My wyt: but I my ſelfe foryete</l>
                  <l>That I wote neuer, what I am</l>
                  <l>Ne whither I ſhall, ne when I cam</l>
                  <l>But mufe, as be that were amaſed</l>
                  <l>Lyche to the boke, in whiche is raſed</l>
                  <l>The letter, and may nothynge be radde</l>
                  <l>So ben my wyttes ouerladde</l>
                  <l>That what as euer I thought haue ſpoken</l>
                  <l>It is out of myn herte ſtoken</l>
                  <l>And ſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de, as who ſaith, dombe &amp; deefe</l>
                  <l>That all nys worth an iuye lefe</l>
                  <l>Of that I wende well haue ſayde</l>
                  <l>And at laſte I make abrayde</l>
                  <l>Laſt vp myn heed, and loke aboute</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a man, that were in doute</l>
                  <l>And wote not, where he ſhall become</l>
                  <l>Thus am I ofte all ouercome</l>
                  <l>There as I wende beſt to ſtonde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But after whan I vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>And am in other place alone</l>
                  <l>I make many a wofull mone</l>
                  <l>Vnto my ſelfe, and ſpeke ſo</l>
                  <l>¶A foole, where was thyne herte tho</l>
                  <l>whan thou thy worthy lady ſye</l>
                  <l>were thou afered of her eie?</l>
                  <l>For of her bonde there is no drede</l>
                  <l>So well I knowe her woman hede</l>
                  <l>That in her is no more oultrage</l>
                  <l>Than in a childe of thre yere age</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>why haſt thou drede of ſo good one</l>
                  <l>whom all vertue hath begone</l>
                  <l>That in her is no violence</l>
                  <l>But goodlyhede, and innocence</l>
                  <l>without ſpotte of any blame</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>A nyce herte, fye for ſhame</l>
                  <l>A cowarde herte of loue vnlered</l>
                  <l>wherof arte thou ſo ſore afered?</l>
                  <l>That thou thy tonge ſuffreſt freſe</l>
                  <l>And wolte thy good wordes leſe</l>
                  <l>whan thou haſt fonde tyme and ſpace</l>
                  <l>Howe ſholdeſt thou deſerue grace?</l>
                  <l>when thou thy ſelfe darſt aſke none</l>
                  <l>But all thou haſt foryete anone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus diſpute in loues lore</l>
                  <l>But helpe ne fynde I nought the more</l>
                  <l>But ſtomble vpon myn owne treyne</l>
                  <l>And make an ekynge of my peyne</l>
                  <l>For euer whan I thynke amonge</l>
                  <l>Howe all is on my ſelfe alonge</l>
                  <l>I ſaye, O foole of all fooles</l>
                  <l>Thou fareſt as he betwene two ſtoles</l>
                  <l>That wolde ſytte, and goth to grounde</l>
                  <l>It was, ne neuer ſhall be founde</l>
                  <l>Betwene Foryettylnes and Drede</l>
                  <l>That man ſhulde any cauſe ſpede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus myn holy father dere</l>
                  <l>Towarde my ſelfe, as ye may here</l>
                  <l>I pleyne of my foryettylnes</l>
                  <l>But elles all the buſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>That may be take of mans thought</l>
                  <l>My hert taketh and is through ſought</l>
                  <l>To thynken euer vpon that ſwete</l>
                  <l>without<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n ſlouthe I you byhete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For what ſo falle or wele or wo</l>
                  <l>That thought foryete I neuermo</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>e ſo I laugh, or ſo I loure</l>
                  <l>Not halfe a mynute of an houre</l>
                  <l>Ne myght I lette out of my mynde</l>
                  <l>But if I thought vpon that hende</l>
                  <l>Therof me ſhall no ſlouth lette</l>
                  <l>Tyll death out of this worlde me fette</l>
                  <l>All though I had on ſuche a rynge</l>
                  <l>As Moyſes, through his enchauntyng</l>
                  <l>Sometyme in Ethyope made</l>
                  <l>whan that he Tharbys wedded had</l>
                  <l>whiche rynge bare of obliuion</l>
                  <l>The name, and that was by reaſon</l>
                  <l>That where on a fynger it ſate</l>
                  <l>Anone his loue he ſo foryate</l>
                  <l>As though he had it neuer knowe</l>
                  <l>And ſo it felle that ilke throwe</l>
                  <l>whan Tharbis had it on her honde</l>
                  <l>No knowlegynge of hym ſhe fonde</l>
                  <l>But all was cleane out of memorie</l>
                  <l>As men may rede in his ſtorye</l>
                  <l>And thus he went quyte awaye</l>
                  <l>That neuer after thylke day</l>
                  <l>She thought, that there was ſuche one</l>
                  <l>All was foryete, and ouergone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But in good feyth ſo may not I</l>
                  <l>For ſhe is euer faſte by</l>
                  <l>So nigh, that ſhe myn herte toucheth</l>
                  <l>That for no thing that ſlouth voucheth</l>
                  <l>I may foryete her lefe ne loth</l>
                  <l>For ouer all where as ſhe goth</l>
                  <l>Myn herte foloweth her aboute</l>
                  <l>Thus may I ſay withouten doute</l>
                  <l>For bet, for wers, for ought, for nought</l>
                  <l>She paſſeth neuer fro my thought</l>
                  <l>But whan I am there, as ſhe is</l>
                  <l>Myn hert, as I you ſayde er this</l>
                  <l>Somtyme of her is ſore adradde</l>
                  <l>And ſometyme is ouergladde</l>
                  <l>All out of reule, and out of ſpace</l>
                  <l>For whan I ſe her goodly face</l>
                  <l>And thynke vpon her hygh prys</l>
                  <l>As though I were in Paradys</l>
                  <l>I am ſo rauyſſhed of the ſyght</l>
                  <l>That ſpeke vnto her I ne myght</l>
                  <l>As for the tyme, though I wolde</l>
                  <l>For I ne may my wytte vnfolde</l>
                  <l>To fynde o worde of that I mene</l>
                  <l>But it is all foryete cleane</l>
                  <l>And though I ſtonde there a myle</l>
                  <l>All is foryete for the whyle</l>
                  <l>A tonge I haue / and wordes none</l>
                  <l>And thus I ſtonde, and thynke alone</l>
                  <l>Of thynge, that helpeth ofte nought</l>
                  <l>But what I had afore thought.</l>
                  <l>To ſpeake, whan I come there</l>
                  <l>It is foryete, as nought ne were</l>
                  <l>And ſtonde amaſed, and aſſoted</l>
                  <l>That of no thyng, which I haue noted</l>
                  <l>I can not than a note ſynge</l>
                  <l>But all is out of knowlegynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus what for ioy, and what for drede</l>
                  <l>All is foryeten at nede</l>
                  <l>So that my father of this ſlouth</l>
                  <l>I haue you ſayde the playne trouth</l>
                  <l>ye may it, as ye lyſte, redreſſe</l>
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                  <l>For thus ſtant my foryetylneſſe</l>
                  <l>And eke my puſyllanymite</l>
                  <l>Say nowe forth, what ye lyſte, to me</l>
                  <l>For I wol onely do by you</l>
                  <l>¶My ſon I haue wel herd, how thou</l>
                  <l>Haſt ſayd, and that thou muſt amende</l>
                  <l>For loue his grace wol not ſende</l>
                  <l>To that man, which dare aſke none</l>
                  <l>For this we knowen euerychone</l>
                  <l>A mans thought withoute ſpeche</l>
                  <l>God wote, and yet that men beſeche</l>
                  <l>His wil is: for withoute bedis</l>
                  <l>He dothe his grace in fewe ſtedis</l>
                  <l>And what man that foyete hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>Amonge a thouſand be not twelue</l>
                  <l>That wol hym take in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>But let hym falle, and take his chaunce</l>
                  <l>For thy pul vp a beſy herte</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, and let no thynge aſterte</l>
                  <l>Of loue fro thy beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>For touchynge of foryetylneſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche many a loue hath ſet behynde</l>
                  <l>A tale of gret enſample I fynde</l>
                  <l>wherof it is pyte to wyte</l>
                  <l>In the maner as it is wryte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic in amoris cauſa contra obliuioſos ponit Confeſſor exemplum, qualiter Demophon ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus bellum Troianum itinerando a Philli de Rodipea regina non tantum in hoſpicium / ſed etlam in amorem gaudio magno ſuſceptus eft, qui poſtea ab ipſa Troie deſcendens rediturum infra certum tempus fideliſſime ſe compromiſit ſed quia huiuſmodi promiſſiones diem ſtatutum poſt modum oblitus eſt, Phillis obliuionem De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mephontis lacrimis primo deplangens / tandem cordula collo ſuo cerculigata ſe mortua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuſpedit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Kyng Demopho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he by ſhip</l>
                  <l>To troye ward with felauſhip</l>
                  <l>Seylend goth vpon his weye</l>
                  <l>It hapneth hym at Rodepeye</l>
                  <l>As Eolus hym hadde blowe</l>
                  <l>To londe, and reſted for a throwe</l>
                  <l>And felle that ylke tyme thus</l>
                  <l>That the doughter of Lycurgus</l>
                  <l>whiche quene was of the countre</l>
                  <l>was ſoiourned in that Cyte</l>
                  <l>within a caſtel nygh the ſtronde</l>
                  <l>where Demophon cam vp to londe</l>
                  <l>Phylles ſhe hyght, and of yong age</l>
                  <l>And of ſtature, and of vyſage</l>
                  <l>She hadde all that her beſt beſemeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Demopho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ryght wel her quemeth</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he was come, and made hym chere</l>
                  <l>And he that was of his manere</l>
                  <l>A luſty knyght, ne myght aſterte</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſet on her his herte</l>
                  <l>So that within a day or two</l>
                  <l>He thought, howe euer that it go</l>
                  <l>He wolde aſſaye the fortune</l>
                  <l>And gan to comune</l>
                  <l>with goodly wordes in her ere</l>
                  <l>And for to put her out of fere</l>
                  <l>He ſwore, and hath his trouth plyght</l>
                  <l>To be for euer her owne knyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus with her he ſtylle abode</l>
                  <l>There, whyle his ſhyp on anker rood</l>
                  <l>And hadde ynough of tyme and ſpace</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke of loue, and ſeke grace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lady herd all that he ſayde</l>
                  <l>Howe he ſwore, and howe he prayde</l>
                  <l>whiche was and an enchauntement</l>
                  <l>To her, that was as an Innocent</l>
                  <l>As though it were trouthe and feyth</l>
                  <l>She leueth all, that euer he feyth</l>
                  <l>And as her fortune ſhulde</l>
                  <l>She graunteth hym, all that he wolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was he for the tyme in ioye</l>
                  <l>Tyl that he ſhuld go to Troye</l>
                  <l>But tho ſhe made mochel ſorowe</l>
                  <l>And he his trouth leyd to borowe</l>
                  <l>To come, and if that he lyue may</l>
                  <l>Ageyne, within a moneth daye</l>
                  <l>And therupon they kyſten bothe</l>
                  <l>But were hym leef or were hym loth</l>
                  <l>To ſhyp he goth, and forth he went</l>
                  <l>To Troye, as was his fyrſt entent</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The dayes go the moneth paſſeth</l>
                  <l>Her loue encreſeth, and his laſſethe</l>
                  <l>For him ſhe loſt ſlepe and mete</l>
                  <l>And he his tyme hath all foryete</l>
                  <l>So that this wofull yonge quene</l>
                  <l>whiche wore not what it myght mene</l>
                  <l>A letter ſent, pnd prayd hym come</l>
                  <l>And ſayth howe ſhe is ouercome</l>
                  <l>with ſtrengthe of loue, in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That ſhe not longe may ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>To lyuen out of his preſence</l>
                  <l>And put vpon his conſcience</l>
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                  <l>The trouthe, whiche he hath behote</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe loueth hym ſo hote</l>
                  <l>She ſayth, that if he lenger lette</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a day, as ſhe hym ſette</l>
                  <l>She ſhulde ſteruen in his ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>whiche ware a ſhame vnto his trouth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This letter is forth vpon her ſonde</l>
                  <l>wherof ſomdele comfort on honde</l>
                  <l>She toke, as ſhe that wolde abyde</l>
                  <l>And wayteth vpon that ylke tyde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhe hath in her letter wryte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe is pyte for to wyte</l>
                  <l>As he dyd erſt, ſo he forgate</l>
                  <l>His tyme eſtſone, and ouer ſate</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche myght not do ſo</l>
                  <l>The tyde owayteth euermo</l>
                  <l>And caſt her eye vpon the ſee</l>
                  <l>Somtyme nay, ſomtyme ye</l>
                  <l>Somtyme he cam, ſomtyme nought</l>
                  <l>Thus ſhe diſputeth in her thought</l>
                  <l>And wote not, what ſhe thynke may</l>
                  <l>But faſtend all the longe day</l>
                  <l>She was, in to the derke nyght</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe hath do ſet vp lyght</l>
                  <l>In a lanterne on hyghe alofte</l>
                  <l>Vpon a toure, where ſhe goth ofte</l>
                  <l>In hope, that in his commynge</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld ſe the lyght brennynge</l>
                  <l>wherof he myght his weyes ryght</l>
                  <l>To come, where ſhe was by nyght</l>
                  <l>But all for nought, ſhe was deceyued</l>
                  <l>For Venus hath her hope weyued</l>
                  <l>And ſhewed her vpon the ſky</l>
                  <l>How that the day was faſt by</l>
                  <l>So that within a lytel throwe</l>
                  <l>The dayes lyght ſhe myght knowe</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſhe beheld the ſee at large</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe ſygh there was no barge</l>
                  <l>He ſhyp, als fer as ſhe may kenne</l>
                  <l>D<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ne fro the tour ſhe gan to renne</l>
                  <l>In to an herber all her owne</l>
                  <l>where many a wonder wofull mone</l>
                  <l>She made, that no lyfe it wyſt</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche all her ioy myſt</l>
                  <l>That now ſhe ſwouneth, now ſhe pley<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neth</l>
                  <l>And all her face ſhe dyſteyneth</l>
                  <l>with teres, whiche as of a welle</l>
                  <l>The ſtremes from her eyen felle</l>
                  <l>So as ſhe myght and euer in one</l>
                  <l>She cleped vpon Demephoon</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: Allas thou ſlowe wyght</l>
                  <l>There was neuer ſuche a knyght</l>
                  <l>That ſo through his vngentilneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of ſlouthe and of foryetylneſſe</l>
                  <l>Ayenſt his trouthe breketh his ſteuen</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And tho her eye vp to the heuen</l>
                  <l>She caſt, and ſayde: O thou vnkynde</l>
                  <l>Here ſhalt thou through thi ſlouth find</l>
                  <l>(If that the lyſt to come and ſee)</l>
                  <l>A lady dede for loue of the</l>
                  <l>So as I ſhall my ſelue-ſpylle</l>
                  <l>whome, if it hadde be thy wylle</l>
                  <l>Thou myghteſt ſaue well ynough</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that vpon a grene bough</l>
                  <l>A ſeynt of ſylke, whiche ſhe there had</l>
                  <l>She knyt: and ſo her ſelfe ſhe lad</l>
                  <l>That ſhe about her whyte ſwere</l>
                  <l>Hit dyd, and henge her ſelf there</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>wherof the goddes were amoued</l>
                  <l>And Demephon was reproued</l>
                  <l>That of the goddes prouydence</l>
                  <l>was ſhape ſuche an euidence</l>
                  <l>Euer afterward ayene the ſlowe</l>
                  <l>That Phyllis in the ſame throwe</l>
                  <l>was ſhape in to a nute tre</l>
                  <l>That all men it myght ſe</l>
                  <l>And after Phyllis Phylberd</l>
                  <l>This tre was cleped in the yerd</l>
                  <l>And yet for Demophon to ſhame</l>
                  <l>In to this daye it bereth the name</l>
                  <l>This wofull chaunce howe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>Anone as Demephon it herde</l>
                  <l>And euery man it hadde in ſpeche</l>
                  <l>His ſorowe was not tho to ſeche</l>
                  <l>He gan his ſlouthe for to banne</l>
                  <l>But it was all to late thanne</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo thus my ſonne myght thou wyte</l>
                  <l>Ayene this vice howe it is wryte</l>
                  <l>For no man may the harmes geſſe</l>
                  <l>That fallen through foryetylneſſe</l>
                  <l>wherof that I thy ſhryft haue herd</l>
                  <l>But yet of ſlouthe how it hath ferd</l>
                  <l>In other wyſe I thynke oppoſe</l>
                  <l>If thou haue gylt, as I ſuppoſe</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Dum plantare licet, cultor qui negligit ortum</l>
                  <l>Si deſint fructus, imputat ipſe ſibi.</l>
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                  <l>Preterit iſta dies bona, nec valebit illa ſecunda.</l>
                  <l>Hoc caret exemplo lentus amore ſuo.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Her tractat Confeſſor de viciis negligen cie, cuius condicio Accidiam amplectens omnes aries ſciencia tom in amoris cauſa <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> aliter igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minioſa pretermittens, cum nullum poterit emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nete remedium ſui miniſterii diligenciam ex poſt facto in vacuum attemptare preſumit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Fulfilled of ſlouthes exemplair <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>There is yet one his ſecretayr</l>
                  <l>And he is cleped Negligence</l>
                  <l>whiche woll not loke his euydence</l>
                  <l>wherof he may beware tofore</l>
                  <l>But whan he hath his cauſe lore</l>
                  <l>Than is he wyſe after the honde</l>
                  <l>whan helpe may no maner bonde</l>
                  <l>Than at fyrſt wold he bynde</l>
                  <l>Thus euermore he ſtant behynde</l>
                  <l>whan he the thynge may not amende</l>
                  <l>Than is he ware, and ſayth at ende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A wolde god I hadde knowe</l>
                  <l>wherof beiaped with a mowe</l>
                  <l>He goth, for whan the great ſtede</l>
                  <l>Is ſtole, than he taketh bede</l>
                  <l>And maketh the ſtable dore faſt</l>
                  <l>Thus euer he pleyth an after caſt</l>
                  <l>Of all that he ſhall ſaye or do</l>
                  <l>He hath a maner eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Hym lyſt not lerne to be wyſe</l>
                  <l>For he ſette of no vertu pryſe</l>
                  <l>But as hym lyketh for the whyle</l>
                  <l>So feleth he fulofte gyle</l>
                  <l>whan that he weneth ſeker to ſtonde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus thou might wel vnderſtond</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, if thou art ſuche in loue</l>
                  <l>Thou myght not come at thyn aboue</l>
                  <l>Of that thou woldeſt wel acheue.</l>
                  <l>¶ Myn holy fader as I leue</l>
                  <l>I may wel with ſauf conſcyence</l>
                  <l>Excuſe me of neglygence</l>
                  <l>Towardes loue in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>For though I be none of the wyſe</l>
                  <l>I am ſo truly amorous</l>
                  <l>That I am euer curyous</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that can beſt enforme</l>
                  <l>To knowen and wyten all the forme</l>
                  <l>what falleth vnto loues craft</l>
                  <l>But yet ne fond I nought the haſt</l>
                  <l>whiche myght vnto the blade acorde</l>
                  <l>For neuer herd I man recorde</l>
                  <l>what thynge it is, that myght auayle</l>
                  <l>To wynne loue, withoute fayle</l>
                  <l>yet ſo fer couthe I neuer fynde</l>
                  <l>Man, that by reaſon ne by kynde</l>
                  <l>Me couthe teche ſuche an arte</l>
                  <l>That he ne fayled of a parte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as toward myn owne wytte</l>
                  <l>Contryue I couthe neuer yet</l>
                  <l>To fynde any ſikerneſſe</l>
                  <l>That me myght other more or leſſe</l>
                  <l>Of loue make for to ſpede</l>
                  <l>For leueth wel withouten drede</l>
                  <l>That if there were ſuche aweye</l>
                  <l>As certaynly as I ſhall deye</l>
                  <l>I hadde it lerned longe a go</l>
                  <l>But I wote wel there is none ſo</l>
                  <l>And netheles it may wel be</l>
                  <l>I am ſo rude in my degre</l>
                  <l>And eke my wyttes ben ſo dul</l>
                  <l>That I ne may nought to the full</l>
                  <l>Attayne vnto ſo hyghe a lore</l>
                  <l>But this I dar ſey ouermore</l>
                  <l>All though my wyt ne be not ſtronge</l>
                  <l>It is not on my wyl alonge</l>
                  <l>For that is beſy nyght and day</l>
                  <l>To lerne all that he lerne may</l>
                  <l>How that I myght loue wynne</l>
                  <l>But yet I am as to begynne</l>
                  <l>Of that I wolde make an ende</l>
                  <l>And for I not, howe it ſhall wende</l>
                  <l>That is to me my moſte ſorowe</l>
                  <l>But I dare take god to borowe</l>
                  <l>As after myn entendement</l>
                  <l>None other wyſe neglygent</l>
                  <l>Than I you ſaye, haue I not be</l>
                  <l>For thy pur ſeynt charyte</l>
                  <l>Telle me my fader, what you ſemeth</l>
                  <l>¶ In good feith ſonne wel me quemeth</l>
                  <l>That thou thy ſelue haſt thus acquyte</l>
                  <l>Toward this, in whiche no wyght</l>
                  <l>Abyde may for in an houre</l>
                  <l>He leſt all that he may laboure</l>
                  <l>The longe yere: ſo that men ſeyne</l>
                  <l>what euer he doth, it is in veyne</l>
                  <l>For through the ſlouth of negligence</l>
                  <l>There was yet neuer ſuche ſcyence</l>
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                  <l>Ne vertue whiche was bodely</l>
                  <l>That nys deſtroyed, and loſt therby</l>
                  <l>Enſample, that it hath be ſo</l>
                  <l>In boke I fynde wryte alſo.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞Hic contra vicium negligencie ponit Confeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſor exemplum. Et narrat / quod cum Phaeton fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lius Solis currum patris ſui per aera regere deliuerat, admo nitus a patre, vt equos ne deui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rent equa manu diligencius refrenaret, ipſe con filium patris ſua negligencia pretiriens, equos cum curru nimis baſſe errare permiſit / vnde non ſolum incendio orbem inflammauit, ſed et ipſum de cu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>u cadentem in quoddam fluuium demergi a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> interitum cauſauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Phebus, whiche is the ſon hote</l>
                  <l>That ſhyneth vpon erthe hote</l>
                  <l>And cauſeth euery lyues helth</l>
                  <l>He hadde a ſonne in all his welth</l>
                  <l>whiche Phaeton hyght: &amp; he deſyreth</l>
                  <l>And with his moder he conſpyreth</l>
                  <l>The whiche was cleped Clemene</l>
                  <l>For helpe and counſayl, ſo that he</l>
                  <l>His faders cart lede myght</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fayre dayes lyght</l>
                  <l>And for this thynge they both prayde</l>
                  <l>Vnto the fader: And he ſayde</l>
                  <l>He wolde wel, but forth with all</l>
                  <l>Thre poyntes he hadde in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Vnto his ſonne in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>That he hym ſhulde wel auyſe</l>
                  <l>And take it as by weye of lore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> fyrſt was, that he his hors to ſore</l>
                  <l>T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>pryke: And ouer that he tolde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>at he the reynes faſt hold</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And alſo that he be ryght ware</l>
                  <l>In what maner he ledeth his chare</l>
                  <l>That he miſtake not his gate</l>
                  <l>But vpon au<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſement algat</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld bere a ſyker eye</l>
                  <l>That he to lowe, ne to hye</l>
                  <l>His cart dryue, at any throwe</l>
                  <l>wherof that he myght ouerthrowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus by Phebus ordinaunce</l>
                  <l>Toke Phaeton in to gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>The Sonnes cart, which he ladde</l>
                  <l>But he ſuche vayn glory hadde</l>
                  <l>Of that he was ſet vpon hygh</l>
                  <l>That he his owne eſtate ne ſygh</l>
                  <l>Through negligence, and toke none hed</l>
                  <l>So myght he wel not longe ſpede</l>
                  <l>For he the hors withouten lawe</l>
                  <l>The cart let aboute drawe</l>
                  <l>where as hym lyketh, wantonly</l>
                  <l>That at the laſt ſodenly</l>
                  <l>For he no reaſon wolde knowe</l>
                  <l>This fyry cart he droue to lowe</l>
                  <l>And fyreth all the worlde aboute</l>
                  <l>wherof they weren all in doute</l>
                  <l>And to the god for helpe cryden</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche vnhappes, as betyden</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Phebus whiche ſawe the neglygence</l>
                  <l>Howe Phaeton ayene his defence</l>
                  <l>His chare hath dryue oute of the weye</l>
                  <l>Ordeyneth, that he fel aweye</l>
                  <l>Out of the cart in to the flood</l>
                  <l>And dreint: lo nowe howe it ſtood</l>
                  <l>with hym, that was ſo negligent</l>
                  <l>That fro the hyghe fyrmament</l>
                  <l>For that he wolde go to lowe</l>
                  <l>He was anone downe ouerthrowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In hyghe eſtate it is a vyce</l>
                  <l>To go to lowe, and in ſeruyce</l>
                  <l>It greueth, for to go to hye</l>
                  <l>wherof a tale in Poeſye</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Exemplum ſuper eodem de Icharo filio Dedali in carcere Minotauri exiſtente, cui Deda<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lus, vt inde euolaret alas componens firmiter iniunxit, ne nimis alte propter ſolus ardorem aſ<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cenderet, quod Icharus ſua negligencia poſt po<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>nens cum altius ſublimatus fuiſſet ſubito ad ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ram corruens expirauit.</head>
               <l>☞ I fynde, how whylom Dedalus</l>
               <l>whiche hadde a ſonne, and Icharus</l>
               <l>He hight, &amp; though him thought loth</l>
               <l>In ſuche pryſon they were both</l>
               <l>with mynotaurns, that aboute</l>
               <l>They myghten no where wenden oute</l>
               <l>So they bygonnen for to ſhape</l>
               <l>Howe they the pryſon myght eſcape</l>
               <l>This Dedalus, which fro his youthe</l>
               <l>was taught, and many craftes couthe</l>
               <l>Of fethers, and of other thynges</l>
               <l>Hath made to flee dyuers wynges</l>
               <l>For hym, and for his ſonne alſo</l>
               <l>To whome he yafe in charge tho</l>
               <l>And hadde hym thynke therupon</l>
               <l>Howe that his winges ben ſet on</l>
               <l>with wax: and if he toke his flyght</l>
               <l>To hyghe, all ſodenlyche he myght</l>
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               <l>Make it to melt with the ſonne</l>
               <l>And thus they haue her flyght begonne</l>
               <l>Out of the pryſon fayre and ſofte</l>
               <l>And whan they weren both alofte</l>
               <l>This Icharus began to mounte</l>
               <l>And of the counſeyll none acompte</l>
               <l>He ſet, whiche his fader taught</l>
               <l>Tyl that the ſonne his wynges caught</l>
               <l>wherof it melt, and frome the hyght</l>
               <l>withoutten helpe of any flyght</l>
               <l>He felle to his deſtruction</l>
               <l>And liche to that condition</l>
               <l>There fallen oftimes fele</l>
               <l>For lacke of gouernaunce in wele</l>
               <l>Als wel loue as other weye.</l>
               <l>¶ Nowe good fader I you preye</l>
               <l>If there be more in this mattere</l>
               <l>Of ſlouth, that I myght here</l>
               <l>¶My ſonne as for thy dylygence</l>
               <l>whiche euery mans conſcyence</l>
               <l>By reaſon ſhulde reule and kepe</l>
               <l>If that the lyſte to take kepe</l>
               <l>I wol the tellen abouen all</l>
               <l>In whome no vertu may befall</l>
               <l>whiche yeueth vnto the vyces reſt</l>
               <l>And is of ſlouthe the ſloweſt.</l>
               <q>
                  <l>Abſ<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> labore vagus vir inurilis ocia plectens</l>
                  <l>Neſcio quid preſens vita valebit ei.</l>
                  <l>Non amor in ta<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> miſero viget, imo valoris</l>
                  <l>Qui faciunt opera clamat habere ſuos.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic loquitur Confeſſor ſuper illa ſpecie ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cidie, que Ocium dicitur / cuius condicio in vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tutum cultura nullius occupacionis diligenciam admitte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s / cuiuſcu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> expedicione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cauſe no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> attigit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Among theſe other of ſlouthes kind</l>
                  <l>whiche al laboure ſet be hinde</l>
                  <l>And hateth all beſynes</l>
                  <l>There is yet one, whiche ydelnes</l>
                  <l>Is cleped: and is the noryce</l>
                  <l>In mans kynde of euery vyce</l>
                  <l>whiche ſecheth caſes many folde</l>
                  <l>In wynter doth he nought for colde</l>
                  <l>In ſomer may be nought for hete</l>
                  <l>So wether that he treſe or ſwete</l>
                  <l>Or be he in, or be he oute</l>
                  <l>He woll ben ydel all aboute</l>
                  <l>But if he pley ought at dies</l>
                  <l>For who as euer take fees</l>
                  <l>And thynketh worſhyp to deſerue</l>
                  <l>There is no lorde whome he woll ſerue</l>
                  <l>As for to dwelle in his ſeruyce</l>
                  <l>But if it were in ſuche a wiſe</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſeeth parauenture</l>
                  <l>That by lordſhip and by couerture</l>
                  <l>He may the more ſtonde ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And vſe his Idelneſſe at wylle</l>
                  <l>For he ne woll no trauaylle take</l>
                  <l>To ryde for his ladis ſake</l>
                  <l>But lyueth all vpon his wyſſhes</l>
                  <l>And as a catte wold ete fyſſhes</l>
                  <l>without wetynge of his clees</l>
                  <l>So wolde he do, but netheles</l>
                  <l>He fayleth ofte of that he wolde</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne if thou of ſuche a molde</l>
                  <l>Art made, now telle me pleine thy ſhrift</l>
                  <l>¶Nay fader god I yeue a yift</l>
                  <l>That toward loue, as by wytte</l>
                  <l>All ydel was I neuer yette</l>
                  <l>Ne neuer ſhall, whyle I may go</l>
                  <l>¶Now ſonne telle me than ſo</l>
                  <l>what haſt thou done of beſyſhyp</l>
                  <l>To loue, and to the ladyſhip</l>
                  <l>Of her, whiche thy lady is?</l>
                  <l>¶My fader euer yet er this</l>
                  <l>In euery place, in euery ſtede</l>
                  <l>what ſo my lady hath me hede</l>
                  <l>with all myn hert obedyent</l>
                  <l>I haue ther to be dylygent</l>
                  <l>And if ſo is that ſhe byd nought</l>
                  <l>what thing that than in to my thought</l>
                  <l>Cometh fyrſt, of that I may ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>I bowe, and profer my ſeruyce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Somtime in chamber, ſo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tyme in hall</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo as I ſe the tymes fall</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe goth to here maſſe</l>
                  <l>That tyme ſhall nought ouerpaſſe</l>
                  <l>That I ne approche her lady hede</l>
                  <l>In aunter if I may her lede</l>
                  <l>Vnto the chapel and ageyne</l>
                  <l>Than is not all my wey in vayne</l>
                  <l>Somdele I may the better fare</l>
                  <l>whan I, that may not fele her bare</l>
                  <l>May lede her clothed in myn arme</l>
                  <l>But after warde it doth me harme</l>
                  <l>Of pure imagination</l>
                  <l>For than this collation</l>
                  <l>I make vnto my ſeluen ofte</l>
                  <l>And ſay: O lorde howe ſhe is ſofte</l>
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                  <l>How ſhe is round, how ſhe is ſmall</l>
                  <l>Now wolde god, I hadde her all</l>
                  <l>without daunger at my wylle</l>
                  <l>And than I ſyke, and ſytte ſtylle</l>
                  <l>Of that I ſe my beſy thought</l>
                  <l>Is torned Idel in to nought</l>
                  <l>But for all that let I ne may</l>
                  <l>whan I ſe tyme a nother day</l>
                  <l>That I ne do my beſynes</l>
                  <l>Vnto my ladyes worthynes</l>
                  <l>For I therto my wytte affayte</l>
                  <l>To ſe the tymes and awayte</l>
                  <l>what is to done, and what to leue</l>
                  <l>And ſo whan tyme is, by her leue</l>
                  <l>what thynge ſhe byt me don, I do</l>
                  <l>And where ſhe byt me gon, I go</l>
                  <l>And whan her lyſt to clepe, I come</l>
                  <l>Thus hath ſhe fullyche ouercome</l>
                  <l>Myn ydelneſſe tyl I ſterue</l>
                  <l>So that I mot her nedes ſerue</l>
                  <l>For as men ſeyn, nede hath no lawe</l>
                  <l>Thus mot I nedely to her drawe</l>
                  <l>I ſerue, I bowe, I loke, I lowte</l>
                  <l>Myn eye foloweth her aboute</l>
                  <l>what ſo ſhe woll, ſo woll I</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe woll ſyt, I knele by</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe ſtout, than woll I ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſhe taketh her werk on honde</l>
                  <l>Of weuynge, or of embrouderye</l>
                  <l>Than can I not but muſe and prye</l>
                  <l>Vpon her fyngers longe and ſmale</l>
                  <l>And nowe I thynke, and nowe I tale</l>
                  <l>And nowe I ſynge, and nowe I ſyke</l>
                  <l>And thus my contenaunce I pyke</l>
                  <l>And if it falle, as for a tyme</l>
                  <l>Her lyketh nought abyde byme</l>
                  <l>But buſy en her on other thynges</l>
                  <l>Than make I other taryenges</l>
                  <l>To dryue forth the longe daye</l>
                  <l>For me is loth departe awaye</l>
                  <l>And than I am ſo ſymple of port</l>
                  <l>That for to feyn ſome diſporte</l>
                  <l>I play with her lytel hounde</l>
                  <l>Nowe on the bed, nowe on the ground</l>
                  <l>Nowe with the byrdes in the cage</l>
                  <l>For there is none ſo lytel page</l>
                  <l>Ne yet ſo ſymple a chamberere</l>
                  <l>That I ne make hem all chere</l>
                  <l>And all for they ſhuld ſpeke wele</l>
                  <l>Thus mow ye ſe my beſy whel</l>
                  <l>That goth not ydelyche aboute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if her lyſt to ryden oute</l>
                  <l>On pylgremage, or other ſtede</l>
                  <l>I come, though I be not bede</l>
                  <l>And take her in myn arme alofte</l>
                  <l>And ſet her in her ſadel ſofte</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth lede her by the brydel</l>
                  <l>For that I wolde not ben ydel</l>
                  <l>And if her lyſt to ryde in chare</l>
                  <l>And that I may therof beware</l>
                  <l>Anone I ſhape me to ryde</l>
                  <l>Ryght euen by the chares ſyde</l>
                  <l>And as I may, I ſpeke amonge</l>
                  <l>And other whyle I ſynge a ſonge</l>
                  <l>whiche Ouyde in his bokees made</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: O what ſorowes gladde</l>
                  <l>O whiche wolull proſperite</l>
                  <l>Belongeth to the propirte</l>
                  <l>Of loue? who ſo wol hym ſerue</l>
                  <l>And there fro may no man ſwerue</l>
                  <l>That he ne mote his lawe obeye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus I ryde forth my weye</l>
                  <l>And am ryght beſy ouerall</l>
                  <l>with herte, and with my body all</l>
                  <l>As I haue ſayde you here tofore</l>
                  <l>My good fader telle therfore</l>
                  <l>Of ydelnes if I haue gylt</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne but thou telle wylt</l>
                  <l>Ought elles, than I may nowe here</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt haue no penaunce here</l>
                  <l>And netheles a man may ſe</l>
                  <l>Howe nowe a dayes that there be</l>
                  <l>Full many of ſuche hertes ſlowe</l>
                  <l>That woll not beſyen hem to knowe</l>
                  <l>what thynge loue is: tyl at laſt</l>
                  <l>That he with ſtrengthe hem ouercaſt</l>
                  <l>That maulgre hem they mote obeye</l>
                  <l>And done all ydelſhyp awey</l>
                  <l>To ſerue wel and beſyliche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſonne thou art none of ſyche</l>
                  <l>For loue ſhall the wel excuſe</l>
                  <l>But otherwyſe if thou refuſe</l>
                  <l>To loue thou myght ſo par caas</l>
                  <l>Ben ydel, as ſomtyme was</l>
                  <l>A kynges doughter vnauyſed</l>
                  <l>Tyl that Cupyde her hath chaſtyſed</l>
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                  <l>wherof thou ſhalt a tale here</l>
                  <l>Accordaunt vnto this matere</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra iſtos, qui amoris occupationem omittentes / grauioris infortunii caſus expectant / Et narrat de quada<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Armenie regis filia, que huiuſmodi conditionis in principio inuentutis ocio ſaperſiftens / mirabili poſtea viſione caſtigata in amoris obſequium pre ceteris efficitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of Armenye I rede thus</l>
                  <l>There was a kynge, whiche Herupus</l>
                  <l>was hote: and he a luſty mayde</l>
                  <l>To doughter had, and as men ſayde</l>
                  <l>Her name was Roſiphele</l>
                  <l>whiche tho was of great renome</l>
                  <l>For ſhe was bothe wyſe and feyre</l>
                  <l>And ſhulde be her fathers heyre</l>
                  <l>But ſhe had one defaut of ſlouth</l>
                  <l>Towardes loue, &amp; that was routh</l>
                  <l>For ſo well couthe no man ſeye</l>
                  <l>whiche myght ſet her in the weye</l>
                  <l>Of loues occupacion</l>
                  <l>Through none imagination</l>
                  <l>That ſcole wolde ſhe not knowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus ſhe was one of the ſlowe</l>
                  <l>As of ſuche hertes beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll whan Venus the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche loues courte hath for to reule</l>
                  <l>Hath brought her in to better rule</l>
                  <l>Forth with Cupyde, &amp; with his might</l>
                  <l>For they maruayle of ſuche a wyght</l>
                  <l>whiche tho was in her luſty age</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth nouther mariage</l>
                  <l>Ne yet the loue of peramours</l>
                  <l>whiche euer hath ben the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mon cours</l>
                  <l>Amonge hem, that luſty were</l>
                  <l>So was it after ſhewed there</l>
                  <l>For he that hye hertes loweth</l>
                  <l>with fyry dart, whiche he throweth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Cupydo, whiche of loue is god</l>
                  <l>In chaſtiſynge hath made a rod</l>
                  <l>To dryue away her wantonneſſe</l>
                  <l>So that within a whyle I geſſe</l>
                  <l>She had on ſuche a chaunce ſpourned</l>
                  <l>That all her mode was ouertourned</l>
                  <l>whiche fyrſt ſhe had of ſlowe manere</l>
                  <l>For this it felle / as thou ſhalt here.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan come was the moneth of maye</l>
                  <l>She wolde walke vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>And that was er the ſonne aryſt</l>
                  <l>Of women but a fewe it wyſt</l>
                  <l>And forthe ſhe wente pryuely</l>
                  <l>Vnto the parke was faſte by</l>
                  <l>All ſofte walkende on the gras</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſhe came there the launde was</l>
                  <l>Through which ther ran a great riuere</l>
                  <l>It thought her fayre: and ſayd here</l>
                  <l>I woll abyde vnder the ſhawe</l>
                  <l>And badde her women to withdrawe</l>
                  <l>And there ſhe ſtode alone ſtylle</l>
                  <l>To thynke what was in her wylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She ſygh the ſwete floures ſprynge</l>
                  <l>She herde gladde foules ſynge</l>
                  <l>She ſygh beaſtes in her kynde</l>
                  <l>The bucke, the doo, the hert, the hynde</l>
                  <l>The males go with the femele</l>
                  <l>And ſo began there a quarele</l>
                  <l>Betwene loue and her owne herte</l>
                  <l>Fro whiche ſhe couthe not aſterte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as ſhe caſte her eie aboute</l>
                  <l>She ſygh clad in one ſute a route</l>
                  <l>Of ladyes, where they comen ryde</l>
                  <l>A longe vnder the wodde ſyde</l>
                  <l>On fayre ambulende hors they ſet</l>
                  <l>That were all whyte, fayre and great</l>
                  <l>And euerychone ryde on ſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſadels were of ſuche a pryde</l>
                  <l>with perles and golde ſo well begone</l>
                  <l>So ryche ſigh ſhe neuer none</l>
                  <l>In kyrtels and in copes ryche</l>
                  <l>They were clothed all alyche</l>
                  <l>Departed euen of whyte and blewe</l>
                  <l>with all luſtes, that ſhe knewe</l>
                  <l>They were embroudred ouer all</l>
                  <l>Her bodyes weren longe and ſmall</l>
                  <l>The beaute of her fayre face</l>
                  <l>There may none erthly thynge deface</l>
                  <l>Corownes on their heedes they bere</l>
                  <l>As eche of hem a quene were</l>
                  <l>That all the golde of Creſus halle</l>
                  <l>The leaſte coronall of alle</l>
                  <l>Myghte not haue boughte, after the worth</l>
                  <l>Thus come<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> they ridend forth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinges doughter, which this ſigh</l>
                  <l>For pure abaſſhe drewe her adrigh</l>
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                  <l>And helde her cloſe vnder the bough</l>
                  <l>And let hem ſtyll ryde inough</l>
                  <l>For as her thought in her auiſe</l>
                  <l>To hem that were of ſuche a price</l>
                  <l>She was not worthy to aſke there</l>
                  <l>Fro when they come, or what they were</l>
                  <l>But leuer than this worldes good</l>
                  <l>She wolde haue wyſt howe it ſtode</l>
                  <l>And put her heed a lytell out</l>
                  <l>And as ſhe loked her aboute</l>
                  <l>She ſawe comende vnder the lynde</l>
                  <l>A woman vpon an hors behynde</l>
                  <l>The hors, on which ſhe rode was black</l>
                  <l>All lene, and galled vpon the backe</l>
                  <l>And halted, as he were encloyed</l>
                  <l>wherof the woman was annoyed</l>
                  <l>Thus was the hors in ſory plight</l>
                  <l>And for all that a ſterre whyt</l>
                  <l>Amyddes in her front ſhe hadde</l>
                  <l>Hir ſaddell eke was wonder badde</l>
                  <l>In whiche the wofull woman ſat</l>
                  <l>And netheles there was with that</l>
                  <l>A ryche brydell for the nones</l>
                  <l>Of golde, and precious ſtones</l>
                  <l>Hir cote was ſomedele to tore</l>
                  <l>About her myddell twenty ſcore</l>
                  <l>Of hors halters, and well mo</l>
                  <l>There hangen that tyme tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus whan ſhe came the lady nyghe</l>
                  <l>T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> toke ſhe better hede, and ſyghe</l>
                  <l>The woman was ryght faire of face</l>
                  <l>All though her lacked other grace</l>
                  <l>And ſo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>his lady, there ſhe ſtode</l>
                  <l>Bethought her well and vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>That this, whiche came rydende tho</l>
                  <l>Tydynges couth telle of tho</l>
                  <l>whiche as ſhe ſygh tofore ryde</l>
                  <l>And put henforth, and prayde abyde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd? A ſyſter lette me here</l>
                  <l>what ben they, that ryden nowe here</l>
                  <l>And ben ſo rychely arrayed?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This woman which come ſo eſmayed</l>
                  <l>Anſwerde with full ſofte ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: Madame I ſhall you teche</l>
                  <l>Theſe are of tho, that whylom were</l>
                  <l>Seruauntes to loue, and trouth bere</l>
                  <l>There as they had their hertes ſette</l>
                  <l>Fare well. For I may not be lette</l>
                  <l>Madame I go to my ſeruice</l>
                  <l>So muſte I haſte in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>For thy madame yeue me leue</l>
                  <l>I may not longe with you leue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A good ſyſter yet I preye</l>
                  <l>Telle me why ye be ſo beſeye</l>
                  <l>And with theſe halters thus begone?</l>
                  <l>¶ Madame, whylom I was one</l>
                  <l>That to my father hadde a kynge</l>
                  <l>But I was ſlowe, and for no thynge</l>
                  <l>Me lyſte not to loue obeye</l>
                  <l>And that I nowe full ſore abeye</l>
                  <l>For I whylom no loue hadde</l>
                  <l>My hors is nowe feble and badde</l>
                  <l>And all to tore is myn arraye</l>
                  <l>And euery yere this freſſhe may</l>
                  <l>Theſe luſty ladyes ryde aboute</l>
                  <l>And I muſt nedes ſewe her route</l>
                  <l>In this maner, as ye nowe ſe</l>
                  <l>And truſſe her halters forth with me</l>
                  <l>And am but her horſe knaue</l>
                  <l>None other offyce I ne haue</l>
                  <l>Hem thynketh I am worthy no more</l>
                  <l>For I was ſlowe in loues lore</l>
                  <l>when I was able for to lere</l>
                  <l>And wolde not the tales here</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that couthe loue teche</l>
                  <l>¶ Nowe telle me than I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>wherfore that ryche brydell ſerueth</l>
                  <l>with that away her chere ſhe ſwerueth</l>
                  <l>And gan to wepe / and thus ſhe tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This brydell, which ye nowe beholde</l>
                  <l>So ryche vpon myn hors heed</l>
                  <l>Madame afore er I was dede</l>
                  <l>when I was in my luſty lyfe</l>
                  <l>There felle in to myn hert a ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche me ouercome</l>
                  <l>So that therof hede I nome</l>
                  <l>And thought I wolde loue a knyght</l>
                  <l>That laſt well a fourtenyght</l>
                  <l>For it no lenger myght laſte</l>
                  <l>So nygh my lyfe was at laſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe at laſte to late ware</l>
                  <l>That I ne bad hym loued are</l>
                  <l>For death cam ſo haſt byme</l>
                  <l>Er I therto had any tyme</l>
                  <l>That it ne myght ben acheued</l>
                  <l>But for all that I am releued</l>
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                  <l>Of that my wylle was good therto</l>
                  <l>That loue ſuffreth it be ſo</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall ſuche a brydell were</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue ye herde all myn anſwere</l>
                  <l>To god madame I you betake</l>
                  <l>And warneth all for my ſake</l>
                  <l>Of loue, that they be nought idell</l>
                  <l>And byd hem thynke vpon my brydell</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And with that worde all ſodenly</l>
                  <l>She paſſeth, as it were a ſkye</l>
                  <l>All cleane out of the ladyes ſyght</l>
                  <l>And tho for feare her herte aflyght</l>
                  <l>And, ſayde to her ſelfe, alas</l>
                  <l>I am ryght in the ſame cas</l>
                  <l>But if I lyue after this daye</l>
                  <l>I ſhall amende if I maye</l>
                  <l>And thus homewarde this lady went</l>
                  <l>And chaunged all her fyrſte entent</l>
                  <l>within her herte, and gan to ſwere</l>
                  <l>That ſhe no halters wolde bere</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo ſonne, here might thou take hede</l>
                  <l>Howe idelnes is for to drede</l>
                  <l>Namelyche of loue, as I haue wryte</l>
                  <l>For thou myght vnderſtonde and wite</l>
                  <l>Amonge the gentyll nacyon</l>
                  <l>Loue is an occupacyon</l>
                  <l>whiche for to kepe his luſtes ſaue</l>
                  <l>Shulde euery gentyll herte haue</l>
                  <l>For as the lady was chaſtyſed</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo the knyght may be auyſed</l>
                  <l>whiche idell is, and woll not ſerue</l>
                  <l>To loue, he may percaſe deſerue</l>
                  <l>A greatter payne than ſhe hadde</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe aboute with her ladde</l>
                  <l>The hors halters, and for thy</l>
                  <l>Good is to be ware therby</l>
                  <l>But for to loken abouen alle</l>
                  <l>Theſe maydens, howe ſo it falle</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde take enſample of this</l>
                  <l>whiche I haue tolde forſoth it is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My lady Venus, whom I ſerue</l>
                  <l>what woman woll her thanke deſerue</l>
                  <l>She may not thylke loue eſchewe</l>
                  <l>Of peramours, but ſhe mote ſewe</l>
                  <l>Cupydes lawe, and netheles</l>
                  <l>Men ſene ſuche loue ſelde in pees</l>
                  <l>That it nys euer vpon aſpye</l>
                  <l>Of tanglynge / and of fals enuye</l>
                  <l>Full ofte medled with diſeaſe</l>
                  <l>But thylke loue is well at eaſe</l>
                  <l>whiche ſette is vpon mariage</l>
                  <l>For that dare ſhewen the vyſage</l>
                  <l>In alle places openly</l>
                  <l>A great meruayle it is for thy</l>
                  <l>Howe that a mayde woll lette</l>
                  <l>That ſhe her tyme ne beſette</l>
                  <l>To haſte vnto thylke feſte</l>
                  <l>wherof the loue is all honeſte</l>
                  <l>Men may recouer loſſe of good</l>
                  <l>But ſo wyſe a man yet neuer ſtode</l>
                  <l>whiche may recouer tyme ylore</l>
                  <l>So may a mayden well therfore</l>
                  <l>Enſample take, of that ſhe ſtraungeth</l>
                  <l>Her loue, &amp; longe or that ſhe chaungeth</l>
                  <l>Her herte vpon her luſtes grene</l>
                  <l>To mariage, as it is ſene</l>
                  <l>For thus a yere, two, or thre</l>
                  <l>She lefte, er that ſhe wedded be</l>
                  <l>whyle ſhe the charge myght beare</l>
                  <l>Of children, whiche the worlde forbere</l>
                  <l>Ne may, but if it ſhulde fayle</l>
                  <l>But what mayden that in her ſpouſaile</l>
                  <l>wolde tarie, whan ſhe take may</l>
                  <l>She ſhall perchaunce an other day</l>
                  <l>Be let, whan that her leueſt were</l>
                  <l>wherof a tale vnto thyn eare</l>
                  <l>whiche is culpable vpon this dede</l>
                  <l>I thynke telle of that I rede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic ponit exemplum ſuper eodem: Et narrat de filia Iepte / que cum ex ſui patris voio in holocauſtum deo occidi et offerri deberet, ipſa pro eo / quod virgo fuit, et prolem ad augmenta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionem populi dei nondum genuiſſet .xl. dierum ſpacium, vt cum ſuis ſodalibus virginibus ſuam defleret virginitatem priuſquam moreretur / in exemplum aſiorum a patre poſtulauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Amonge the iewes, as men tolde</l>
                  <l>There was whylom by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>A noble duke, whiche Iepte hyght</l>
                  <l>And felle, he ſhulde go to fyght</l>
                  <l>Agayne Amon the cruell kynge</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>within his herte he made a vowe</l>
                  <l>To god, and ſayd: A lorde, if thou</l>
                  <l>wolte graunt vnto thy man victorie</l>
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                  <l>I ſhall in token of thy memorie</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte lyfe, that I may ſe</l>
                  <l>Of man or woman, where it be</l>
                  <l>Anone as I come home ageyne</l>
                  <l>To the, whiche arte god ſouereyne</l>
                  <l>Sleen in thy name, and ſacrifie</l>
                  <l>And thus with his chiualrie</l>
                  <l>He goth hym forth, ſo as he ſhulde</l>
                  <l>And wanne all that he wynne wolde</l>
                  <l>And ouercame his fomen alle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>May no man knowe that ſhall falle</l>
                  <l>This duke a luſty doughter had</l>
                  <l>And fame, whiche the worldes ſprad</l>
                  <l>Hath brought vnto this ladyes eare</l>
                  <l>Howe that her father hath do there</l>
                  <l>She wayteth vpon his comynge</l>
                  <l>with daunſynge, and with carolynge</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that wolde be tofore</l>
                  <l>All other, and ſo ſhe was therfore</l>
                  <l>In maſphat at her fathers gate</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt: and whan he cometh ther at</l>
                  <l>And ſygh his doughter, he to brayde</l>
                  <l>His clothes, and wepende he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>* O myghty god amonge vs here</l>
                  <l>Nowe wote I that in no manere</l>
                  <l>This worldes ioy may be playne</l>
                  <l>I had all that I couth ſayne</l>
                  <l>Ayene my fomen by thy grace</l>
                  <l>So whan I came towarde this place</l>
                  <l>There was no gladder man than I</l>
                  <l>But nowe my lorde all ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>My ioye is tourned in to ſorowe</l>
                  <l>For I my doughter ſhall to morowe</l>
                  <l>To hewe and brenne in thy ſeruice</l>
                  <l>To louynge of thy ſacrifice</l>
                  <l>Through myn auowe, ſo as it is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The mayden whan ſhe wyſt of this</l>
                  <l>And ſawe the ſorowe her fatheer made</l>
                  <l>So as ſhe may with wordes glade</l>
                  <l>Comforted hym, and had hym holde</l>
                  <l>His couenant, as he was beholde</l>
                  <l>Towardes god, as he behyght</l>
                  <l>But netheles his herte aflyght</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe ſawe her deathe comende</l>
                  <l>And than vnto the grounde knelende</l>
                  <l>Tofore her father ſhe is falle</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, ſo as it is falle</l>
                  <l>Vpon this poynt, that ſhe ſhall deye</l>
                  <l>Of one thinge fyrſt ſhe wolde hym prey</l>
                  <l>That forty dayes of reſpyte</l>
                  <l>He wolde hir graunt, vpon this plyght</l>
                  <l>That ſhe the whyle may bewepe</l>
                  <l>Her maydenhode, whiche ſhe to kepe</l>
                  <l>So longe hath kept, and not be ſet</l>
                  <l>wherof her luſty youth is lette</l>
                  <l>That ſhe no children hath forth drawe</l>
                  <l>In mariage after the lawe</l>
                  <l>So that the people is not encreaſed</l>
                  <l>But that it myght be releaſed</l>
                  <l>That ſhe her tyme hath lore ſo</l>
                  <l>She wolde by his leue go</l>
                  <l>with other maydens to complayne</l>
                  <l>And afterwarde vnto the payne</l>
                  <l>Of death, ſhe wolde come ageyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The father herde his doughter ſeyne</l>
                  <l>And thervpon of one aſſent</l>
                  <l>The maydens were anone aſſent</l>
                  <l>That ſhulden with this mayden wende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So for to ſpeake vnto this ende</l>
                  <l>They gone the downes and the dales</l>
                  <l>with wepynge, and with wofull tales</l>
                  <l>And euery wyght her maydenhede</l>
                  <l>Complayneth vpon thilke nede</l>
                  <l>That ſhe no children hadde bore</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe hath her youth lore</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer ſhe recouer maye</l>
                  <l>For ſo felle, that her laſte daye</l>
                  <l>was come, in whiche ſhe ſhulde take</l>
                  <l>Her dethe, whiche ſhe may not forſake</l>
                  <l>Lo thus ſhe deyde a wofull mayde</l>
                  <l>For thylke cauſe, whiche I ſayde</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt vnderſtonde aboue</l>
                  <l>¶ My father as towarde the loue</l>
                  <l>Of maydens for to telle trouthe</l>
                  <l>ye haue thylke vice of ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>Me thinketh ryght wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>der wel declared</l>
                  <l>That ye the women haue not ſpared</l>
                  <l>Of hem that taryen ſo behynde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But yet it falleth in my mynde</l>
                  <l>Towarde the men, howe that ye ſpeke</l>
                  <l>Of hem that woll no trauayle ſeke</l>
                  <l>In cauſe of loue vpon deſerte</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke in wordes ſo couerte</l>
                  <l>I not what trauayle that ye ment</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne and after myn entent</l>
                  <l>I woll the telle, what I thought</l>
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                  <l>Howe whylom men her loues boughte</l>
                  <l>Through great trauaile in ſtrange lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des</l>
                  <l>where that they wrought with her hondes</l>
                  <l>Of armes many a worthy dede</l>
                  <l>In ſondry places, as men may rede.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, ꝓbat armoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ꝓbitas Venus ap ꝓbat er que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Torpor habet reprobum, reprobat illa uiru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>,</l>
                  <l>Vecors ſegnicies inſignia neſcit amoris,</l>
                  <l>Nam piger ad brauium tardius ipſe uenit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic loquitur, quod in amoris cauſa mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litie probitas ad armorum laboris exercitium nullatenus torpeſcat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶That euery loue of pure kynde</l>
                  <l>Is fyrſt forth drawe, well I fynde</l>
                  <l>But netheleſſe yet ouer this</l>
                  <l>Deſerte dothe ſo, that it is</l>
                  <l>The rather had in many place</l>
                  <l>For thy who ſecheth loues grace</l>
                  <l>where that theſe worthy women are</l>
                  <l>He may not than hym ſelue ſpare</l>
                  <l>Vpon his trauayle for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>wherof that he may thanke deſerue</l>
                  <l>where as theſe men of armes be</l>
                  <l>Sometyme ouer the great ſee</l>
                  <l>So that by londe, and eke by ſhip</l>
                  <l>He mote trauayle for worſhyp</l>
                  <l>And make many haſty rodes</l>
                  <l>Somtime in Pruys, ſomtyme in Rodes</l>
                  <l>And ſome tyme in to Tartarye</l>
                  <l>So that theſe herauldes on hym crie</l>
                  <l>Vaylant vaylant, lo where he goth</l>
                  <l>And than he yeueth hem golde &amp; cloth</l>
                  <l>So that his fame myght ſprynge</l>
                  <l>And to his ladyes eare brynge</l>
                  <l>Some tydynge of his worthyneſſe</l>
                  <l>So that ſhe myght of his proweſſe</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe herde men recorde</l>
                  <l>The better vnto his loue accorde</l>
                  <l>And daunger put out of her mood</l>
                  <l>whan all men recorden good</l>
                  <l>And that ſhe wote well for her ſake</l>
                  <l>That be no trauayle woll forſake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ne of this trauayle I mene</l>
                  <l>Now ſhryue the: for it ſhall be ſene</l>
                  <l>If thou arte ydell in this cas</l>
                  <l>¶My father ye, and euer was</l>
                  <l>For as me thynketh truely</l>
                  <l>That euery man doth more than I</l>
                  <l>As of this poynt, and if ſo is</l>
                  <l>That I haue ought done ſo er this</l>
                  <l>It is ſo lyttell of accompte</l>
                  <l>As who ſayth, it may not amount</l>
                  <l>To wynne of loue his luſty yifte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For this I telle you in ſhryfte</l>
                  <l>That me were leuer her loue wynne</l>
                  <l>Than Raire, and all that is therinne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to ſlee the heathen alle</l>
                  <l>I not what good there myght falle</l>
                  <l>So moch blod though ther were ſhad</l>
                  <l>This fynde I write howe Chriſte bad</l>
                  <l>That no man other ſhulde ſlee</l>
                  <l>what ſhulde I wynne ouer the ſee</l>
                  <l>If I my lady loſte at home?</l>
                  <l>But paſſe they the ſalte fome</l>
                  <l>To who<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Chriſt bad they ſhulde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> preche</l>
                  <l>To all the worlde, and his feyth teache</l>
                  <l>But nowe they rucken in her neſt</l>
                  <l>And reſten, as hem lyketh beſte</l>
                  <l>In all the ſwetenes of delyces</l>
                  <l>Thus they defenden vs the vices</l>
                  <l>And ſytten hem ſelfe all amydde</l>
                  <l>To ſlee and fyght, they vs bydde</l>
                  <l>Hem who<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> they ſhuld, as the boke ſaith</l>
                  <l>Conuerten vnto Chriſtes fayth</l>
                  <l>But herof haue I great meruayle</l>
                  <l>How that they ſhulde me byd trauaile</l>
                  <l>A ſarazyn if I ſlee ſhall</l>
                  <l>I ſlee the ſoule forth withall</l>
                  <l>And that was neuer Chriſtes lore</l>
                  <l>But nowe hoo therof, I ſay no more</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But I woll ſpeke vpon my ſhrifte</l>
                  <l>And to Cupyde I make a yefte</l>
                  <l>That who as euer price deſerue</l>
                  <l>Of armes I wol loue ſerue</l>
                  <l>As though I ſhuld hem bothe kepe</l>
                  <l>Als well yet wolde I take kepe</l>
                  <l>when it were tyme to abyde</l>
                  <l>And for to trauayle, and for to ryde</l>
                  <l>For howe as euer a man laboure</l>
                  <l>Cupyde appoynted hath his houre</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic allegat Ama<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s in ſui excuſatione qualiter Achilles apud Troiam propter amorem Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lixene arma ſua per aliquod tempus dimiſit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶For I haue herde telle alſo</l>
                  <l>Achilles lefte his armes ſo</l>
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                  <l>Both of hym ſelfe, and of his men</l>
                  <l>At Troye or Polyxen</l>
                  <l>Vpon her loue when he felle</l>
                  <l>That for no chaunce that befelle</l>
                  <l>Amonge the grekes or vpor downe</l>
                  <l>He wolde nought ayene the towne</l>
                  <l>Ben armed for the loue of hyr</l>
                  <l>And ſo me thynketh leue ſyr</l>
                  <l>A man of armes may hym reſte</l>
                  <l>Sometyme in hope for the beſte</l>
                  <l>If he may fynde a werre nerre</l>
                  <l>what ſhulde I than go ſo ferre?</l>
                  <l>In ſtraunge londes many a myle</l>
                  <l>To ryde, and leſe at home there whyle</l>
                  <l>My loue, it were a ſhorte beyete</l>
                  <l>To wynne chaffe, and leſe whete</l>
                  <l>But if my lady byde wolde</l>
                  <l>That I for her loue ſholde</l>
                  <l>Trauayle, me thynketh truely</l>
                  <l>I myght flee through out the ſky</l>
                  <l>And go through out the depe ſee</l>
                  <l>For all ne ſette I not a ſtre</l>
                  <l>what thonke that I myght els gete</l>
                  <l>what helpeth a man haue mete</l>
                  <l>where drynke lacketh on the borde</l>
                  <l>what helpeth any mans worde</l>
                  <l>To ſay howe I trauayle faſte</l>
                  <l>where as me fayleth at laſte</l>
                  <l>That thynge, whiche I trauayle fore</l>
                  <l>O in good tyme were he bore</l>
                  <l>That myght atteyne ſuche a mede</l>
                  <l>But certes if I myght ſpede</l>
                  <l>with any maner beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of worldes trauayle than I geſſe</l>
                  <l>There ſhulde me none idelſhyp</l>
                  <l>Departe from her ladyſhyp</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But this I ſe on dayes nowe</l>
                  <l>The blynde god I wote not howe</l>
                  <l>Cupydo, whiche of loue is lorde</l>
                  <l>He ſette the thinges in diſcorde</l>
                  <l>That they that leſt to loue entende</l>
                  <l>Full ofte he woll hem yeue and ſende</l>
                  <l>Mooſt of his grace, and thus I fynde</l>
                  <l>That he that ſhulde go behynde</l>
                  <l>Goth many a tyme ferre to fore</l>
                  <l>So wote I not ryght well therfore</l>
                  <l>On whether borde that I ſhall ſeyle</l>
                  <l>Thus can I nought my ſelfe counſayle</l>
                  <l>But all I ſette on auenture</l>
                  <l>And am, as who ſayth, out of cure</l>
                  <l>For ought that I can ſey or do</l>
                  <l>For euermo I fynde it ſo</l>
                  <l>The more beſyneſſe &amp; laye</l>
                  <l>The more that I knele and praye</l>
                  <l>with good wordes, and with ſofte</l>
                  <l>The more I am refuſed ofte</l>
                  <l>with beſynes, and may not wynne</l>
                  <l>And in good feyth that is great ſynne</l>
                  <l>For I may ſeye of dede and thought</l>
                  <l>That idell man haue I be nought</l>
                  <l>For howe as euer that I be deſlayde</l>
                  <l>yet euermore I haue aſſayde</l>
                  <l>But though my beſyneſſe laſte</l>
                  <l>All is but ydell at laſte</l>
                  <l>For whan theffecte is ydelneſſe</l>
                  <l>I not what thynge is beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Saye what auayleth all the dede</l>
                  <l>whiche nothynge helpeth at nede</l>
                  <l>For the fortune of euery fame</l>
                  <l>Shall of his ende beare a name</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus for ought is yet befalle</l>
                  <l>An idell man I woll me calle</l>
                  <l>And after myn entendement</l>
                  <l>But vpon your amendement</l>
                  <l>Myn holy father, as you ſemeth</l>
                  <l>My reaſon and my cauſe demeth</l>
                  <l>¶My ſon I haue herde of thy matere</l>
                  <l>Of that thou haſt the ſhryuen here</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeake of idell fare</l>
                  <l>Me ſemeth that thou tharſt not care</l>
                  <l>But only that thou myght not ſpede</l>
                  <l>And therof ſonne I woll the rede</l>
                  <l>Abyde, and haſte not to faſte</l>
                  <l>Thy dedes ben euery day to caſte</l>
                  <l>Thou noſt, what chaunce ſhall betyde</l>
                  <l>Better is to wayte vpon the tyde</l>
                  <l>Than rowe ayenſte the ſtremes ſtronge</l>
                  <l>For though ſo be the thynke longe</l>
                  <l>Percaſe the reuolucion</l>
                  <l>Of henen, and thy condicyon</l>
                  <l>Ne be not yet of one accorde</l>
                  <l>But I dare make this recorde</l>
                  <l>To Venus, whoſe preſt that I am</l>
                  <l>That ſythen that I hyther cam</l>
                  <l>To here, as ſhe me badde, thy lyfe</l>
                  <l>wherof thou els be gyltyfe</l>
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                  <l>Thou myght herof thy conſcyence</l>
                  <l>Excuſe, and of great dyligence</l>
                  <l>whiche thou to loue haſt ſo dyſpended</l>
                  <l>Thou oughteſt wel to be commended</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But if ſo be that there ought fayle</l>
                  <l>Of that thou ſloutheſt to trauaylle</l>
                  <l>In armes for to ben abſent</l>
                  <l>And for thou makeſt an argument</l>
                  <l>Of that thou ſaydeſt here aboue</l>
                  <l>How Achilles through ſtrength of loue</l>
                  <l>His armes left for a throwe</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt an other tale knowe</l>
                  <l>whiche is contrarye, as thou ſhalt wite</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For this a man maye fynde wryte</l>
                  <l>whan that knyghthode ſhall be weired</l>
                  <l>Luſt may not than be preferred</l>
                  <l>The bed mot than be forſake</l>
                  <l>And ſhelde and ſpere on hond take</l>
                  <l>which thing ſhall make hem after glad</l>
                  <l>whan thy be worthy knyghtes made</l>
                  <l>wherof, ſo as it cometh to honde</l>
                  <l>A tale thou ſhalt vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>How that a knyght ſhall armes ſewe</l>
                  <l>And for the whyle his eaſe eſchewe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic dicit ꝙ amoris delectamento poſtpoſito miles arma ſua preferre debet, Et ponit exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> de Vlyxe, cum ipſe a bello Troiano propter a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morem Penelope remanere domi voluiſſet, Nau plus pater Palamidis cum tantis ſermonibus allocutus eſt, ꝙ Vlixes thoro ſue coniugis relic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to lobores armorum vna cum afiis Troie mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nanimis ſubibat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Vpon knyghthode I rede thus</l>
                  <l>Howe whylome the kynge Nauplus</l>
                  <l>The fader of Palamydes</l>
                  <l>Came for to preyen Vlyxes</l>
                  <l>with other Gregois eke alſo</l>
                  <l>That he with hem to Troye go</l>
                  <l>where that the ſyege ſhulde be</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Anone vpon Penelope</l>
                  <l>His wyfe, whome that he loueth hote</l>
                  <l>Thynkend, wolde hem nought behote</l>
                  <l>But he ſhope then a wonder wyle</l>
                  <l>Howe that he ſhulde hem beſt begyle</l>
                  <l>So <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> myght dwelle ſtylle</l>
                  <l>At ho<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e, and weld his loue at wylle</l>
                  <l>wherof erly the morowe day</l>
                  <l>Out of his bed, where that he lay</l>
                  <l>whan he was vp, he gan to fare</l>
                  <l>In to the felde, and loke and ſtare</l>
                  <l>As he whiche feyneth to be wood</l>
                  <l>He toke a plough, where that it ſtode</l>
                  <l>wherin anone in ſtede of oxes</l>
                  <l>He let do yoken great Foxes</l>
                  <l>And with great ſalt the londe be ſewe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Nauplus, which the cauſe knewe</l>
                  <l>Ayene the ſleyghte, whiche he feyneth</l>
                  <l>Another ſleyghte anone ordeyneth</l>
                  <l>And fell that tyme Vlyxes hadde</l>
                  <l>A chylde to ſonne, and Nauplus radde</l>
                  <l>How men that ſonne take ſhulde</l>
                  <l>And ſet hym vpon the molde</l>
                  <l>where that his fader helde the plough</l>
                  <l>In thilk forough, which he tho drough</l>
                  <l>For in ſuch wyſe he thought aſſaye</l>
                  <l>Howe it Vlyxes ſhulde paye</l>
                  <l>If that he were wood or none</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The knightes for this child forth gone</l>
                  <l>Telemachus anone was fette</l>
                  <l>To fore the plough and euen ſette</l>
                  <l>where that his fader ſhulde dryue</l>
                  <l>But whan he ſawe his chylde as blyue</l>
                  <l>He droof the plough out of the weye</l>
                  <l>And Nauplus tho began to ſeye</l>
                  <l>And hath halfe in a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ape cryed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Vlyxes thou art aſpyed</l>
                  <l>what is all this thou woldeſt mene?</l>
                  <l>For openlyche it is nowe ſene</l>
                  <l>That thou haſt feyned all this thynge</l>
                  <l>which is great ſhame to a kynge</l>
                  <l>whan that for luſt of any ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>Thou wylt<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n a quarel of trouthe</l>
                  <l>Of armes thylke honour forſake</l>
                  <l>And dwelle at home for loues ſake</l>
                  <l>For better it were honour to wynne</l>
                  <l>Than loue, whiche lykynge is ynne</l>
                  <l>For thy take worſhyp vpon honde</l>
                  <l>And elles thou ſhalt vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Theſe other worthy kynges all</l>
                  <l>Of Grece, whiche vnto the calle</l>
                  <l>Towardes the wol be ryght wroth</l>
                  <l>And greue the perchans both</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhall be to the double ſhame</l>
                  <l>Moſt for the hyndrynge of thy name</l>
                  <l>That thou for ſlouthe of any loue</l>
                  <l>Shalt ſo thy luſtes ſet aboue</l>
                  <l>And leue of armes the knyghthode</l>
                  <l>whiche is the pryce of thy manhode</l>
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                  <l>And ought fyrſt to be deſyred</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he whiche hadde his herte fyred</l>
                  <l>Vpon his wyfe, whan he this herd</l>
                  <l>Nought one word there ayene anſwerd</l>
                  <l>But torneth home haluynge aſhamed</l>
                  <l>And hath within hym ſelfe ſo tamed</l>
                  <l>His herte that all the ſotye</l>
                  <l>Of loue for chyualrye</l>
                  <l>He lefte, and be hym leef or loth</l>
                  <l>To Troye forth with hem he goth</l>
                  <l>That he hym myght not excuſe</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtant it, if a knyght refuſe</l>
                  <l>The luſt of armes to trauayle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There may no worldes eaſe auayle</l>
                  <l>But if worſhyp be with all</l>
                  <l>And that hath ſhe wed ouerall</l>
                  <l>For it ſyt wel in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>A knyght to ben of hyghe empryſe</l>
                  <l>And putten all drede aweye</l>
                  <l>For in this wyſe I haue herd ſeye.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> narrat ſuper <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>odem, qualiter Laodomia <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>or vo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ens ipſum a bello <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſecunt retinere fatatam ſibi mortem in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Tr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>e prenunciauit. ſed ipſe miliciam poci <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> affectans, Troiam adut vbi ſue mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> perpetue laudis Cronicam ademit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> The worthy knyght Protheſalay</l>
                  <l>On his paſſage where he lay</l>
                  <l>Toward Troye thylke ſyege</l>
                  <l>She whiche was all his owne lyege</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>domye his luſty wyfe</l>
                  <l>whiche for his loue was penſyf</l>
                  <l>As he whiche all her hert hadde</l>
                  <l>Vpon a thynge, wherof ſhe dradde</l>
                  <l>A letter, for to make hym dwelle</l>
                  <l>Fro Troye, ſend hym, thus to telle</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe hath aſked of the wyſe</l>
                  <l>Touchend of hym in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That they haue done her vnderſtond</l>
                  <l>Toward other howe ſo it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>The deſtyne it hath ſo ſhape</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall not the deth eſcape</l>
                  <l>In caas that he arryue at Troye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy as to hyr worldes ioye</l>
                  <l>with all her herte ſhe hym preyde</l>
                  <l>And many another cauſe alleyde</l>
                  <l>That he with her at home abyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he hath caſt her letter a ſyde</l>
                  <l>As he whiche tho no maner hede</l>
                  <l>Toke of her wommanlyche drede</l>
                  <l>And forth he goth, as nought ne were</l>
                  <l>To Troye, and was the fyrſte there</l>
                  <l>whiche londeth, and toke arryuayle</l>
                  <l>For hym was leuer in the bataylle</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth, to deyen as a knyght</l>
                  <l>Than for to lyue in all his myght</l>
                  <l>And be reproued of his name</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus vpon the worldes fame</l>
                  <l>Knyghthode hath euer yet beſet</l>
                  <l>whiche with no cowardys is let.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Adhuc ſuper eodem qualiter Rex Saul, n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> obſtante ꝙ Samuelem a Phitoniſſa fuſcitatum et conturatil veſponſum, ꝙ ipſe in bello morere<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur, accepiſſet: hoſtes tame<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuos aggrediens mili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cie fama<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tis huius vit<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> bla<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>deme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tis prepoſuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Of kynge Saul alſo I fynde <g ref="char:trefoil">♣</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>whan Samuel out of his kynde</l>
                  <l>Through that the Phitones hath lered</l>
                  <l>In Samarye, was arered</l>
                  <l>Longe tyme after that he was dede</l>
                  <l>The kynge Saul hym aſketh rede</l>
                  <l>If that he ſhall go fyght or none</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Samuel hym ſayd anone</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt day of the batayle</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte be ſlayn withoute fayle</l>
                  <l>And Ionathas thy ſonne alſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But howe as euer it felle ſo</l>
                  <l>This worthy knyght of his courage</l>
                  <l>Hath vndertake the vyage</l>
                  <l>And wolde nought his knyghthode let</l>
                  <l>For no perylle he couth ſet</l>
                  <l>wherof that bothe his ſonne and he</l>
                  <l>Vpon the Mount of Gelboe</l>
                  <l>Aſſemblen with her enemyes</l>
                  <l>For they knyghthode of ſuche a prys</l>
                  <l>By olde dayes than belden</l>
                  <l>That they none other thynge behelden</l>
                  <l>And thus the fader for worſhyp</l>
                  <l>Forth with his ſonne of felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>Through luſt of armes weren dede</l>
                  <l>As men may in the byble rede</l>
                  <l>They whos knyghthode is yet in mynd</l>
                  <l>And ſhall be to the worldes ende</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic loquitur, ꝙ miles in ſuis primordiis ad audaciam pronocari debet. Et narrat qualiter Chiro Centaurus Achillem, qui ſecum ab infan cia in montem Peleon educauit, vt audax efficere
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                     <ex>que</ex>
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               <lg>
                  <l>ANd for to loken ouermore</l>
                  <l>It hath and ſhall ben euermore</l>
                  <l>That of knyghthode the proweſſe</l>
                  <l>Is grounded vpon hardyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of hym that dare wel vndertake</l>
                  <l>And who that wolde enſample take</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme of knyghtes lawe</l>
                  <l>Howe that Achilles was forth drawe</l>
                  <l>with Chiro, whiche Centaurus hyght</l>
                  <l>Of many a wonder here he myght</l>
                  <l>For it ſtood thylke tyme thus</l>
                  <l>That this Chiro this Centaurus</l>
                  <l>within a large wylderneſſe</l>
                  <l>where was lyon and leoneſſe</l>
                  <l>The lepard, and the Tygre alſo</l>
                  <l>with hert, and hynd, buk, and do</l>
                  <l>Had his dwellenge, as tho befylle</l>
                  <l>Of Peleon vpon the hylle</l>
                  <l>wherof was than mochel ſpeche</l>
                  <l>There hath Chiro this chyld to teche</l>
                  <l>what tyme he was of twelue yere age</l>
                  <l>wherfore to maken his courage</l>
                  <l>The more hardy by other weye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In the foreſt to hunt and pleye</l>
                  <l>whan that Achilles walke wolde</l>
                  <l>Centaurus badde that he ne ſhulde</l>
                  <l>After no beſt make his chas</l>
                  <l>whiche wolde fleen out of his place</l>
                  <l>As buke and do, and herte and hynde</l>
                  <l>with whiche he may no werre fynde</l>
                  <l>But tho, that wolden hym withſtonde</l>
                  <l>There ſhuld be with his dart on honde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the Tygre and the lyon</l>
                  <l>Purchace and make his venyſon</l>
                  <l>As to a knyght is acordaunt</l>
                  <l>And therupon a couenaunt</l>
                  <l>This Chiro with Achilles ſet</l>
                  <l>That euery day withoute lette</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde ſeche a cruel beſt</l>
                  <l>Or ſle or wounden at the leſt</l>
                  <l>So that he myght a token brynge</l>
                  <l>Of bloude vpon his home comynge</l>
                  <l>And thus of that Chiro hym taught</l>
                  <l>Achilles ſuche an herte caught</l>
                  <l>That he no more a lyon drad</l>
                  <l>whan he his dart on honde had</l>
                  <l>Than if a lyon were an aſſe</l>
                  <l>And that hath made hym for to paſſe</l>
                  <l>All other knyghtes of his dede</l>
                  <l>whan it cam the great nede</l>
                  <l>As it was afterward wel knowe.</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo thus my ſon thou myght knowe</l>
                  <l>That the courage of hardineſſe</l>
                  <l>Is of knyghthode the proweſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche is to loue ſuffyſaunt</l>
                  <l>Abouen all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>That vnto loues court purſue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But who that wold no ſlouth eſchewe</l>
                  <l>Vpon knyghthode and not trauayle</l>
                  <l>I not what loue hym ſhuld auayle</l>
                  <l>But euery labour aſketh why</l>
                  <l>Of ſome reward, wherof that I</l>
                  <l>Enſamples couth tel ynough</l>
                  <l>Of hem that towarde loue drough</l>
                  <l>By olde dayes, as they ſhulde</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader therof here I wolde</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne it is wyl reaſonable</l>
                  <l>In place, whiche is honourable</l>
                  <l>If that a man his herte ſette</l>
                  <l>That than he for no ſlouthe lette</l>
                  <l>To do what longeth to manhede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if thou wolt the bokes rede</l>
                  <l>Of Launcelot, and other mo</l>
                  <l>There might thou ſeen, how it was tho</l>
                  <l>Of armes, for they wold atteyne</l>
                  <l>To loue, whiche withouten peyne</l>
                  <l>May not be gette of ydelneſſe</l>
                  <l>And that I take to wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>An olde Cronycke in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>The whiche in to memoryall</l>
                  <l>As wryte for his loues ſake</l>
                  <l>Howe that a knyght ſhal vndertake.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic dicet, ꝙ miles priuſqua amoris amplexu dignus efficiatur, euentus bellicos victorioſus amplectere debet / et narrat qualiter Hercules et Achillous propter Deianiram Calidonie regis filiam ſingulare duellum ad inuicemnierunt / cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ins victor Hercules exiſtens armorum meritis amorem virginis laudabiliter conqueſtauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Ther was a kynge, which Oenes</l>
                  <l>was hote, and he vnder pees</l>
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                  <l>Held Calydonye in his empyre</l>
                  <l>And hadde a doughter Deyanyre</l>
                  <l>Men wyſt in thylke tyme none</l>
                  <l>So fayre a wyght, as ſhe was one</l>
                  <l>And as ſhe was a luſty wyght</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo was than a noble knyght</l>
                  <l>To whome Mercurye fader was</l>
                  <l>This knyght the two pylers of bras</l>
                  <l>The whiche yet a man may fynde</l>
                  <l>Set vp in the deſerte of Inde</l>
                  <l>That was the worthy Hercules</l>
                  <l>whos name ſhall ben endeles</l>
                  <l>For the meruayles, which he wrought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Hercules the loue ſought</l>
                  <l>Of Deyanyre, and of this thynge</l>
                  <l>Vnto her fader, whiche was kynge</l>
                  <l>He ſpake touchend of maryage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge knowend his hye lynage</l>
                  <l>And dead alſo his myghtes ſterne</l>
                  <l>To hym ne durſt his doughter werne</l>
                  <l>And netheles, this he hym ſeyde</l>
                  <l>Howe Achilous, er he, fyrſt preyde</l>
                  <l>To wedden her: and in acorde</l>
                  <l>They ſtode, as it was of recorde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for all that, this he hym grau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>teth</l>
                  <l>That which of hem, that other dau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>teth</l>
                  <l>In armes, hym ſhe ſhulde take</l>
                  <l>And that the kynge hath vndertake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Achilous was a geaunt</l>
                  <l>A ſubtyl man, a deceyuaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche through Magyke and ſorcerye</l>
                  <l>Couthe all the worlde of recherye</l>
                  <l>And whan that he this tale herde</l>
                  <l>Howe vpon that the kynge anſwerd</l>
                  <l>with Hercules he muſt feyght</l>
                  <l>He truſteth nought vpon his ſleyght</l>
                  <l>Al onely, whan it cometh to nede</l>
                  <l>But that, whiche voydeth all drede</l>
                  <l>And euery noble herte ſtereth</l>
                  <l>The loue, that no lyfe forbereth</l>
                  <l>For his lady, whome he deſyreth</l>
                  <l>with hardyneſſe his herte fyreth</l>
                  <l>And ſente hym worde without fayle</l>
                  <l>That he woll take the batayle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſetten day, they choſen felde</l>
                  <l>The knyghtes couered vnder ſhelde</l>
                  <l>To gyder come at tyme ſette</l>
                  <l>And eche one is with other mette</l>
                  <l>It fel they foughten bothe on fote</l>
                  <l>There was no ſtone, there was no rote</l>
                  <l>whiche myght letten hem the weye</l>
                  <l>But all was voyde and take aweye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſmyten ſtrokes but a fewe</l>
                  <l>For Hercules, whiche wolde ſhewe</l>
                  <l>His great ſtrengthe, as for the nones</l>
                  <l>He ſtert vpon hym all at ones</l>
                  <l>And caught hym in his armes ſtronge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This geaunt wote, he may not longe</l>
                  <l>Endure vnder ſo harde bondes</l>
                  <l>And thought he wold out of his bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des</l>
                  <l>By ſleyghte, in ſome maner, eſcape</l>
                  <l>And as he couthe hym ſelfe forſhape</l>
                  <l>In lykeneſſe of an adder he ſlypte</l>
                  <l>Oute of his honde, and forth he ſkipte</l>
                  <l>And ofte, as he that fyght wolle</l>
                  <l>He torneth hym in to a bolle</l>
                  <l>And gan to belwe in ſuche a ſoune</l>
                  <l>As though the world ſhuld al go doune</l>
                  <l>The grounde he ſporneth, &amp; he trau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ceth</l>
                  <l>His large hornes he auaunceth</l>
                  <l>And caſt hem here and there aboute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he, whiche ſtant of hem no doute</l>
                  <l>Awayteth wel whan that he came</l>
                  <l>And hym by bothe bornes nam</l>
                  <l>And all at ones he hym caſte</l>
                  <l>Vnto the grounde, and helde hym faſte</l>
                  <l>That he ne myght with no ſleyght</l>
                  <l>Out of his honde gete vpon heyghte</l>
                  <l>Tylle he was ouercome, and yolde</l>
                  <l>And Hercules hath what he wolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge hym graunted to fulfylle</l>
                  <l>His aſkynge at his owne wylle</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, for whome he hadde ſerued</l>
                  <l>Her thought he hath hir wel deſerued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus with great deſert of armes</l>
                  <l>He wan hym for to lygge in armes</l>
                  <l>As he whiche hath it dere abought</l>
                  <l>For otherwyſe ſhulde he nought</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota de penthefilea Amazonie regina, que Hectoris amore colligata / contra Pirrum Achil<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lis filium apud Troiam arma ferre eciam per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſonaliter non recuſauit.</head>
               <l>And ouer this if thou wylte here</l>
               <l>Vpon knyghthode of this mattere</l>
               <l>How loue and armes ben acqueynted</l>
               <l>A man may ſe bothe wryte and peynted</l>
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               <l>So ferforth, that Pentheſyle</l>
               <l>whiche was the quene of Femyne</l>
               <l>The loue of Hector for to ſeke</l>
               <l>And for thonour of armes eke</l>
               <l>To Troye cam with ſpere and ſhelde</l>
               <l>And rode her ſelfe in to the felde</l>
               <l>with maydens armed all aroute</l>
               <l>In reſcus of the Towne a boute</l>
               <l>whiche with the grekes was belein.</l>
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            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota qualiter Philimenia propter milicie famam a finibus terre in defenſionem Troie ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niens tres puellas a regno Amazonie quolibet anno percipiendas ſibi et heredibus ſuis imper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petuum ea de cauſa habere promeruit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Fro Paphlagonie &amp; as men ſein <g ref="char:trefoil">♣</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant vpon the worldes ende</l>
                  <l>That tyme it lyked eke to wend</l>
                  <l>Philimenis, whiche was kynge</l>
                  <l>To Troye, and came vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>In helpe of thylke noble towne</l>
                  <l>And all was that for the renoune</l>
                  <l>Of worſhip and of worldes fame</l>
                  <l>Of whiche he wolde bere a name</l>
                  <l>And ſo he dyd, &amp; forth with all</l>
                  <l>He wan of loue in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>A fayr trybute for euermo</l>
                  <l>For it felle thylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>Pyrrus the ſonne of Achylles</l>
                  <l>This worthy quene amonge the pres</l>
                  <l>with dedely ſwerd ſought oute, &amp; fonde</l>
                  <l>And ſlough her with his owne honde</l>
                  <l>wherof this kynge of Paphlagonye</l>
                  <l>Pentheſyle of Amazonie</l>
                  <l>where ſhe was quene, with hym ladde</l>
                  <l>with ſuche maydens as ſhe hadde</l>
                  <l>Of hem that were left alyue</l>
                  <l>Forth in his ſhyp, tyl they aryue</l>
                  <l>where that the body was begraue</l>
                  <l>with worſyp, and the women ſaue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for the goodſhyp of this dede</l>
                  <l>They graunten hym a luſty mede</l>
                  <l>That euery yere, for his truage</l>
                  <l>To hym and to his herytage</l>
                  <l>Of maydens fayre he ſhall haue thre</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe ſpedde he</l>
                  <l>whiche the fortune of armes ſought</l>
                  <l>with his trauayle his eaſe he bought</l>
                  <l>For other wyſe he ſhulde haue fayled</l>
                  <l>If that he hadde nought trauayled</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota pro eo quod Eneas regem Turnum in bello deuicit non ſolum amorem Lauine / ſed et regnum Italie ſibi ſubiugaium obtinuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Eneas eke within Itayle</l>
                  <l>He had he wonne the bataylle</l>
                  <l>And done his myght ſo beſyly</l>
                  <l>Ayene kynge Turne his enemy</l>
                  <l>He hadde nought Lauine wonne</l>
                  <l>But for he hath hym ouer ronne</l>
                  <l>And gat his prys, he gat her loue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By theſe enſamples here aboue</l>
                  <l>Lo nowe my ſonne, as I haue told</l>
                  <l>Thou myght wel ſe, who that is bold</l>
                  <l>And dar trauayle, and vndertake</l>
                  <l>The cauſe of loue, he ſhall be take</l>
                  <l>The rather vnto loues grace</l>
                  <l>For comonlyche in worthy place</l>
                  <l>The women louen worthyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of manhode and of gentylneſſe</l>
                  <l>For the gentils be moſt deſyred</l>
                  <l>¶My fader but I were inſpired</l>
                  <l>Through lore of you, I wote no weye</l>
                  <l>what gentylneſſe is for to ſeye</l>
                  <l>wherof to telle I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>¶ The grounde my ſonne for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>Vpon this diffinicyon</l>
                  <l>The worldes conſtitucion</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet the name of gentylneſſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fortune of rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche of longe tyme is falle in age</l>
                  <l>Than is a man of hyghe lynage</l>
                  <l>After the forme as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>But no thynge after the matere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For who that reaſon vnderſtond</l>
                  <l>Vpon rycheſſe it may not ſtonde</l>
                  <l>For that is thynge, whiche fayleth ofte</l>
                  <l>For he that ſtant to day alofte</l>
                  <l>And all the worlde hath in his wones</l>
                  <l>To morowe he fallyth all at ones</l>
                  <l>Oute of ryches in to pouerte</l>
                  <l>So that therof is no deſerte</l>
                  <l>whiche gentylneſſe maketh abyde</l>
                  <l>And for to loke on other ſyde</l>
                  <l>Howe that a gentylman is bore</l>
                  <l>Adam, whiche was all tofore</l>
                  <l>with Eue his wyfe, as of hem two</l>
                  <l>All was alyche gentyll tho</l>
                  <l>So that of generacyon</l>
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                  <l>To make declaration</l>
                  <l>There may no gentylnes be</l>
                  <l>For to the reaſon if we ſe</l>
                  <l>Of mannes byrthe the meaſure</l>
                  <l>It is ſo common to nature</l>
                  <l>That it yeueth euery man alyche</l>
                  <l>As well to the poore as to the ryche</l>
                  <l>For naked they ben bore bothe</l>
                  <l>The lorde no more hath for to clothe</l>
                  <l>As of hym that ilke throwe</l>
                  <l>Than hath the pooreſt of the rowe</l>
                  <l>And whan they ſhull both paſſe</l>
                  <l>I not of hem whiche hath the laſſe</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, but as of charge</l>
                  <l>The lorde is more for to charge</l>
                  <l>whan god ſhall his accompte here</l>
                  <l>For he hath had his luſtes here</l>
                  <l>But of the body whiche ſhall deye</l>
                  <l>All though there be dyuers weye</l>
                  <l>To deth, yet is there but one ende</l>
                  <l>To whiche that euery man ſhall wende</l>
                  <l>As well the begger as the lorde</l>
                  <l>Of one nature of one accorde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She whiche our olde mother is</l>
                  <l>The erthe, bothe that and this</l>
                  <l>Receyueth, and alyche deuoureth</l>
                  <l>That ſhe do nouther part fauoureth</l>
                  <l>So were I nothynge after kynde</l>
                  <l>where I may gentylles fynde</l>
                  <l>For lacke of vertue lacketh of grace</l>
                  <l>wherof Rycheſſe in many place</l>
                  <l>whan men beſt wene for to ſtonde</l>
                  <l>All ſodeynly goth out of honde</l>
                  <l>But vertue ſette in the courage</l>
                  <l>There may no worlde be ſo ſaluage</l>
                  <l>whiche myght it take and done away</l>
                  <l>Tyll when that the body deye</l>
                  <l>And than he ſhall be ryched ſo</l>
                  <l>That it may fayle neuermo</l>
                  <l>So may that well be gentyl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ſe</l>
                  <l>whiche yeueth ſo great a ſikernes</l>
                  <l>For after the condicion</l>
                  <l>Of reaſonable intencyon</l>
                  <l>The whiche out of the ſoule groweth</l>
                  <l>And the vertue fro vice knoweth</l>
                  <l>wherof a man the vice eſcheweth</l>
                  <l>without ſlouth, and vertue ſeweth</l>
                  <l>That is a very gentyll man</l>
                  <l>And nothynge els, whiche he can</l>
                  <l>Ne whiche he hath, ne whiche he may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for all that yet nowe a day</l>
                  <l>In loues courte to taken hede</l>
                  <l>The poore vertue ſhall not ſpede</l>
                  <l>where that the ryche vice woweth</l>
                  <l>For ſelde it is, that loue alloweth</l>
                  <l>The gentyll man withouten good</l>
                  <l>Though his condition be good</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But if a man of bothe two</l>
                  <l>Be ryche and vertuous alſo</l>
                  <l>Than is he well the more worth</l>
                  <l>But yet to put hym ſelfe forth</l>
                  <l>He muſt done his beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>For nother good, ne gentylneſſe</l>
                  <l>May helpen hem, whiche idel be</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But who that woll in his degre</l>
                  <l>Trauayle ſo, as it belongeth</l>
                  <l>It happeth ofte, that he fongeth</l>
                  <l>worſhyppe, and eaſe bothe two</l>
                  <l>For euer yet it hath be ſo</l>
                  <l>That loue honeſt in ſondry wey</l>
                  <l>Profyteth: for it dothe aweye</l>
                  <l>The vice: and as the bokes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>It maketh curteys of the vileyne</l>
                  <l>And to the cowarde hardyeſſe</l>
                  <l>It yeueth: ſo that the very proweſſe</l>
                  <l>Is cauſed vpon loues reule</l>
                  <l>To hym that can manhode reule</l>
                  <l>And eke towarde the womanhede</l>
                  <l>who that therof woll taken hede</l>
                  <l>For though the better affayted be</l>
                  <l>In euery thynge, as men may ſe</l>
                  <l>For loue hath euer his luſtes grene</l>
                  <l>In gentyll folke, as it is ſene</l>
                  <l>whiche thynge there may no kind areſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I trowe that there is no beaſte</l>
                  <l>If he with loue ſhulde acqueynt</l>
                  <l>That he ne wolde make it queynt</l>
                  <l>As for the whyle, that it laſte</l>
                  <l>And thus I conclude at laſt</l>
                  <l>That they ben ydell, as me ſemeth</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto thynge, that loue demeth</l>
                  <l>For ſlouthen, that they ſhulden do</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this my ſonne alſo</l>
                  <l>After the vertue morail eke</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke of loue if I ſhall ſeke</l>
                  <l>Amonge the holy bokes wyſe</l>
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                  <l>I fynde wrytte in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de amore charitatis vbi dicit qui non diliget / manet in morte.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>who loueth not, as here is dede</l>
                  <l>For loue aboue all other is hede</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the vertues for to lede</l>
                  <l>Of all that vnto mannes dede</l>
                  <l>Belongeth. For of ydelſhyp</l>
                  <l>He hateth all the felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>For ſlouthe is euer to deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>whiche in diſdeyne hath all appryſe</l>
                  <l>And that acordeth nought to man</l>
                  <l>For he that wyt and reaſon can</l>
                  <l>It ſyt hym wel, that he trauayle</l>
                  <l>Vpo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuch thinge, whiche myght auayle</l>
                  <l>For ydelſhyp is nought comended</l>
                  <l>But euery lawe it hath defended</l>
                  <l>And in enſample thereupon</l>
                  <l>The noble wyſe Salomon</l>
                  <l>whiche hadde of euery thynge inſyght</l>
                  <l>Seyth: As the byrdes to the flyght</l>
                  <l>Ben made, ſo the man is bore</l>
                  <l>To labour, whiche is nought forbore</l>
                  <l>To hem, that thynken for to thryue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For we, whiche are nowe a lyue</l>
                  <l>Of hem that beſy whylome were</l>
                  <l>(As wel in ſchole as elles where)</l>
                  <l>Nowe euery day enſample take</l>
                  <l>That if it were nowe to make</l>
                  <l>Thyng, which that they fyrſte founden out</l>
                  <l>It ſhuld not be brought aboute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Her lyues than were longe</l>
                  <l>Her wyttes great, her myghtes ſtrong</l>
                  <l>Her hertes full of beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>wherof the worldes redyneſſe</l>
                  <l>In bopy both, and in courage</l>
                  <l>Stant euer vpon his auauntage</l>
                  <l>And for to drawe in to memorye</l>
                  <l>Her names bothe, and her hiſtorye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the vertu of her dede</l>
                  <l>In ſondry bokes thou myght rede</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Expedit de manibus labor, vt de coridianis</l>
                  <l>Actibus ac vita viuere poſcit homo,</l>
                  <l>Sed qui doctrina cauſa fert meute labores</l>
                  <l>Praeualet, et merita perpetuata parat.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic loquitur contra ocioſos quoſcum<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan>, et maxime contra iſtos, qui excellentis prudencie ingenium habentes abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> fructu operum torpeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cunt. Et ponit exemplum de diligencia predeceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſorum, qui ad tocius humani generis doctrinam et auxiliu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuis co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tinuis laboribus et ſtudus gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia mediante diuina artes et ſciencias primitus inueneru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Of euery wyſdome the parfyt <g ref="char:trefoil">♣</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>The hyghe god of his ſpyryt</l>
                  <l>yafe to men in erth here</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme and the mater</l>
                  <l>Of that he wolde make hem wyſe</l>
                  <l>And thus cam in the fyrſte apryſe</l>
                  <l>Of bokes, and of all good</l>
                  <l>Through hem, that whilom vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>The lore, whiche to hem was yeue</l>
                  <l>wherof theſe other, that nowe lyue</l>
                  <l>Ben euery day to lerne newe</l>
                  <l>But er the tyme that men fewe</l>
                  <l>And that the labour forth it brought</l>
                  <l>There was no corn, though men it ſouȝt</l>
                  <l>In none of all the feldes oute</l>
                  <l>And er the wyſdome cam aboute</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that fyrſt the bokes wryte</l>
                  <l>This may wel euery wyſe man wyte</l>
                  <l>There was great labour eke alſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was none ydel of the two</l>
                  <l>That on the plough hath vndertake</l>
                  <l>with labour, which the hond hath take</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other toke to ſtudye and muſe</l>
                  <l>As he whiche wolde not refuſe</l>
                  <l>The labour of his wyttes all</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe it is befalle</l>
                  <l>Of labour, whiche that they begonne</l>
                  <l>we be now taught, of that we conne</l>
                  <l>Her beſynes is yet to ſene</l>
                  <l>That it ſtant euer alyche grene</l>
                  <l>All be it ſo the body deye</l>
                  <l>The name of hem ſhall neuer aweye</l>
                  <l>In the Cronycke as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Cham, whos labour is yet in mynde</l>
                  <l>was he, whiche fyrſte the letters fonde</l>
                  <l>And wrote in hebrewe with his honde</l>
                  <l>Of naturall philoſophye</l>
                  <l>He fonde fyrſt alſo the clergye</l>
                  <l>Cadmus the letters of gregoys</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt made vpon his owne choſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theges of thynge, whiche ſhal befalle</l>
                  <l>He was the fyrſt angur of all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>And Philemon by the viſage</l>
                  <l>Fonde to deſcryue the courage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Claudius, Eſdras, and Sulpices</l>
                  <l>Termegis, Pandulfe, and Frigidilles</l>
                  <l>Menander Ephiloquorus</l>
                  <l>Solinus, Pandas, and Ioſephus</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte were of enditours</l>
                  <l>Of olde Cronyke, and eke auctours</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Heredot in his ſcience</l>
                  <l>Of metre, of ryme, and of cadence</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte was, whiche men note</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And of muſyke alſo the note</l>
                  <l>In mans voyce or ſofte or ſharpe</l>
                  <l>That fonde Iuball, and of the harpe</l>
                  <l>The mery ſowne, whiche is to lyke</l>
                  <l>That fonde Paulius forth with phiſike</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Z<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uzis fonde fyrſte the portrature</l>
                  <l>And Promotheus the ſculpture</l>
                  <l>After what forme that hem thought</l>
                  <l>The reſemblance anon they wrought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ll in yron and in ſtele</l>
                  <l>F<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nde firſt the forge, &amp; wrought it wele</l>
                  <l>And Iadahel, as ſaith the boke</l>
                  <l>Fyrſte made nette, and fyſſhes toke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of huntynge eke be fonde the chace</l>
                  <l>whiche nowe is knowe in many place</l>
                  <l>A tent of clothe with corde and ſtake</l>
                  <l>He ſette vp fyrſte, and dyd it make</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Herconius of cokerye</l>
                  <l>Fyrſte made the delycacie</l>
                  <l>The crafte Mynerue of wolle fonde</l>
                  <l>And made cloth her owne honde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Delbora made it of lyne</l>
                  <l>The women were of great engyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But thing which yeueth mete &amp; drinke</l>
                  <l>And doth the labour for to ſwynke</l>
                  <l>To tylle the londes, and ſette the vynes</l>
                  <l>wherof the corne and the wynes</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n ſuſtenaunce to mankynde</l>
                  <l>In olde bokes as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Saturnus of his owne wyt</l>
                  <l>Hath founde fyrſte: and more yet</l>
                  <l>Of chapmenhode he fonde the weye</l>
                  <l>And eke to coygne the money</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry metall, as it is</l>
                  <l>He was the fyrſte man of this</l>
                  <l>But howe that metall cam a place</l>
                  <l>Through mans wyt and goddes grace</l>
                  <l>The route of philoſophers wyſe</l>
                  <l>Contreueden by ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt for to gette it out of myne</l>
                  <l>And after for to trye and fyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And alſo with great dilygence</l>
                  <l>They fonde thylke experience</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped is Alconomy</l>
                  <l>wherof the ſyluer multiplye</l>
                  <l>They made, and eke the golde alſo</l>
                  <l>And for to telle howe it is ſo</l>
                  <l>Of bodyes ſeuen in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>with foure ſpirites ioynt withall</l>
                  <l>Stant the ſubſtance of this matere</l>
                  <l>The bodyes, whiche I ſpeke of here</l>
                  <l>Of the planettes ben begonne</l>
                  <l>The golde is tytled to the ſonne</l>
                  <l>The mone of ſyluer hath his part</l>
                  <l>And Iron that ſtonde vpon Mart</l>
                  <l>The leed after Saturne groweth</l>
                  <l>And Iubiter the braſſe beſtoweth</l>
                  <l>The copper ſette is to Venus</l>
                  <l>And to his part Mercurius</l>
                  <l>Hath the quicke ſiluer, as it falleth</l>
                  <l>The whiche after the boke it calleth</l>
                  <l>Is fyrſt of thilke foure named</l>
                  <l>Of ſpirites, whiche ben proclaymed</l>
                  <l>And the ſpirite, whiche is ſeconde</l>
                  <l>In Sal Armonyake is founde</l>
                  <l>The thirde ſpirite Sulphur is</l>
                  <l>The fourth ſewende after this</l>
                  <l>Arce<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>nicum by name is hote</l>
                  <l>with blowynge and with fyres hote</l>
                  <l>In theſe thynges, whiche I ſaye</l>
                  <l>They worchen by dyuers waye</l>
                  <l>For as the philoſopher tolde</l>
                  <l>Of golde and ſiluer they ben holde</l>
                  <l>Two principall extremities</l>
                  <l>To whiche all other by degrees</l>
                  <l>Of the metalles ben accordaunt</l>
                  <l>And ſo through kynde reſemblant</l>
                  <l>That what man couth away take</l>
                  <l>The ruſt, of whiche they woxen blacke</l>
                  <l>And the ſauour of the hardnes</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden take the lykenes</l>
                  <l>Of golde or ſyluer parfectly</l>
                  <l>But for to worche it ſykerly</l>
                  <l>Betwene the corps and the ſpirite</l>
                  <l>Er that the metall be parfyte</l>
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                  <l>In ſeuen formes it is ſette</l>
                  <l>Of all: and if one be lette</l>
                  <l>The remenaunt may not auayle</l>
                  <l>But other wyſe it may nought fayle</l>
                  <l>For they, by who<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> this art was founde</l>
                  <l>To euery poynt a certaine bounde</l>
                  <l>Ordeynen, that a man may fynde</l>
                  <l>This crafte is wrought by wey of kinde</l>
                  <l>So that there is no fallace inne</l>
                  <l>But what man that this werke begyn</l>
                  <l>He mote awayte at euery tyde</l>
                  <l>So that nothynge be lefte a ſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt of the diſtillacion</l>
                  <l>Forth with the congellation</l>
                  <l>Solucyon, Diſcention</l>
                  <l>And kepe in his entencyon</l>
                  <l>The poynt of ſublymation <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>And forth with Calcination</l>
                  <l>Of very approbation</l>
                  <l>Do that there be fyxation</l>
                  <l>with temperate hetes of the fyre</l>
                  <l>Tyll he the parfyte Elyxer</l>
                  <l>Of thilke philoſophers ſtone</l>
                  <l>May gette, of whiche that many one</l>
                  <l>Of philoſophers, whylom wryte</l>
                  <l>And if thou wolt the names wyte</l>
                  <l>Of thilke ſtone with other two</l>
                  <l>whiche as the clerkes maden tho</l>
                  <l>So as the bokes it recorden</l>
                  <l>The kynde of hem I ſhall recorden.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota de tribus lapidibus / quod philo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſophi compoſuerunt: quorum primus <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> lapis vegetabilis, qui ſanitatem conſeruat / Secundus dicitur lapis Animalis, que membra et virtutes ſenſibiles fortificat, Tertius dicitur lapis mine<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ralls / que omnia metalla purificat / et in ſuum perfectum naturali potencia deducit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Theſe olde philoſophers wyſe</l>
                  <l>By wey of kynde in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Thie ſtones made through clergie</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte I ſhall ſpecifie</l>
                  <l>was cleped Vegetabilis</l>
                  <l>Of whiche the propre vertue is</l>
                  <l>To mannes heale for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>As for to kepe and to preſerue</l>
                  <l>The body fro ſickenes all</l>
                  <l>Tyll deth of kynde vpon hym fall</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſeconde ſtone I the behote</l>
                  <l>Is lapis Animalis hote</l>
                  <l>The whoſe vertue is propre, and couth</l>
                  <l>For eare, and eie, noſe, and mouth</l>
                  <l>wherof a man may here and ſe</l>
                  <l>And ſmelle, and taſte in his degre</l>
                  <l>And for to fele, and for to go</l>
                  <l>It helpeth a man of bothe two</l>
                  <l>The wyttes fyue he vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>To kepe, as it to hym belongeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The thirde ſtone in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>By name is cleped Mynerall</l>
                  <l>whiche the metalles of euery myne</l>
                  <l>Attempreth, tyll that they ben fyne</l>
                  <l>And pureth hem by ſuche a wey</l>
                  <l>That all the vice goth a weye</l>
                  <l>Of ruſt, of ſtynke, and of hardnes</l>
                  <l>And whan they ben of ſuche clennes</l>
                  <l>This mynerall, ſo as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Transformeth all the fyrſt kynde</l>
                  <l>And maketh hem able to conceyue</l>
                  <l>Through his vertue, and receyue</l>
                  <l>Both in ſubſtaunce and in fygure</l>
                  <l>Of golde and ſyluer the nature</l>
                  <l>For they two ben thextremites</l>
                  <l>To whiche after the properties</l>
                  <l>Hath euery metall his deſire</l>
                  <l>with helpe and comforte of the fyre</l>
                  <l>Forth with this ſtone, as it is ſayde</l>
                  <l>which to the ſonne and mone is layde</l>
                  <l>For to the redde, and to the white</l>
                  <l>This ſtone hath power to profyte</l>
                  <l>It maketh multiplication</l>
                  <l>Of golde, and the fyxacion</l>
                  <l>It cauſeth, and of his habyte</l>
                  <l>He doth the werke to be parſyte</l>
                  <l>Of thilke Elyxer whiche men call</l>
                  <l>Alconomy, as is befalle</l>
                  <l>To hem, that whylom were wyſe</l>
                  <l>But nowe it ſtant all otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>They ſpeken faſt of thilke ſtone</l>
                  <l>But howe to make it, nowe wote none</l>
                  <l>After the ſothe experience</l>
                  <l>And netheles great diligence</l>
                  <l>They ſetten vp thilke dede</l>
                  <l>And ſpyllen more than they ſpede</l>
                  <l>For alway they fynde a lette</l>
                  <l>whiche bringeth in pouerte and dette</l>
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                  <l>To hem, that ryche were tofore</l>
                  <l>The loſſe is had, the lucre is lore</l>
                  <l>To get a pounde they ſpenden fyue</l>
                  <l>I not how ſuche a crafte ſhall thryue</l>
                  <l>In the maner as it is vſed</l>
                  <l>It were better be refuſed</l>
                  <l>Than for to worchen vpon wene</l>
                  <l>In thinge, which ſtant not as they wene</l>
                  <l>But not for thy who that it knewe</l>
                  <l>The ſcience of hym ſelfe is trewe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme, as it was founded</l>
                  <l>wherof the names yet be grounded</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that fyrſt it founden out</l>
                  <l>And thus the fame goth all about</l>
                  <l>To ſuche as ſoughten beſynes</l>
                  <l>Of vertue, and of worthynes</l>
                  <l>Of whom if I the names calle</l>
                  <l>Hermes was one the fyrſt of all</l>
                  <l>To whom this arte is moſte applied</l>
                  <l>Geber therof was magnified</l>
                  <l>And Ortolan, and Moryen</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche is Auicen</l>
                  <l>whiche fonde and wrote a great partie</l>
                  <l>The practyke of Alconomy</l>
                  <l>whoſe bokes pleynly, as they ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Vpon this crafte, fewe vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>But yet to putten hem in aſſay</l>
                  <l>There ben full many nowe a day</l>
                  <l>That knowen lytell what they mene</l>
                  <l>It is not one to wyte, and wene</l>
                  <l>Informe of wordes they it trete</l>
                  <l>But yet they faylen of beyete</l>
                  <l>For of to moche, or of to lyte</l>
                  <l>There is algate founde a wyte</l>
                  <l>So that they folowe not the lyne</l>
                  <l>Of the partyte medycine</l>
                  <l>whiche grounded is vpon nature</l>
                  <l>But they that wryten the ſcripture</l>
                  <l>Of Greke, Arabe, and Caldee</l>
                  <l>They were of ſuche auctorite</l>
                  <l>That they fyrſt founden out the wey</l>
                  <l>Of all that thou haſt herde me ſey</l>
                  <l>wherof the cronyke of her lore</l>
                  <l>Shall ſtonde in price for euermore</l>
                  <l>But towarde our marches here</l>
                  <l>Of the Latyns, if thou wolte here</l>
                  <l>Of hem that whylom vertuous</l>
                  <l>were, and therto laborious</l>
                  <l>Carment made of her engyne</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt letters of latyne</l>
                  <l>Of whiche the tonge romayn came</l>
                  <l>wherof that Ariſtarchus nam</l>
                  <l>Forth with Donat and Dyndymus</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt reule of ſcole, as thus</l>
                  <l>Howe that latyne ſhall be compowned</l>
                  <l>And in what wyſe it ſhall be ſowned</l>
                  <l>That euery worde in his degre</l>
                  <l>Shall ſtonde vpon congruite</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thilke tyme at Rome alſo</l>
                  <l>was Tullius Cicero</l>
                  <l>That writeth vpon Rethorike</l>
                  <l>How that men ſhuld her wordes pyke</l>
                  <l>After the forme of cloquence</l>
                  <l>whiche is, men ſeyne, a great prudence</l>
                  <l>And after that out of hebrewe</l>
                  <l>Ierome, whiche the langage knewe</l>
                  <l>The byble, in whiche the lawe is cloſed</l>
                  <l>In to latyne he hath tranſpoſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And many an other writer eke</l>
                  <l>Out of Caldee, Arabe, and Greke</l>
                  <l>with great labour the bokes wyſe</l>
                  <l>Tranſlateden, and otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>The latyns of hem ſelfe alſo</l>
                  <l>Her ſtudy at thylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>with great trauayle of ſcole toke</l>
                  <l>In ſondry forme for to loke</l>
                  <l>That we may take her euidence</l>
                  <l>Vpon the lore of the ſcience</l>
                  <l>Of craftes bothe, and of clergie</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche in poeſie</l>
                  <l>To the louers O uyde wrote</l>
                  <l>And taught, if loue be to hote</l>
                  <l>In what maner it ſhulde akele,</l>
                  <l>¶For thy my ſonne if that thou fele</l>
                  <l>That loue wrynge the to ſore</l>
                  <l>Beholde O uyde, and take his lore</l>
                  <l>¶My father if they might ſpede</l>
                  <l>My loue, I wolde his bokes rede</l>
                  <l>And if they techen to reſtreyne</l>
                  <l>My loue, it were an idell peyne</l>
                  <l>To lerne a thynge, which may not be</l>
                  <l>For lyche vnto the grene tre</l>
                  <l>If that men take his rote awey</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo myn herte ſhulde deye</l>
                  <l>If that my loue be withdrawe</l>
                  <l>wherof touchende vnto this ſawe</l>
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                  <l>There is but onely to purſewe</l>
                  <l>My loue, and idelſhyp eſchewe.</l>
                  <l>¶My good ſonne ſoth to ſeye</l>
                  <l>If there be ſiker any weye</l>
                  <l>To loue, thou haſt ſayde the beſt</l>
                  <l>For who that woll haue all his reſt</l>
                  <l>and do no trauayle at nede</l>
                  <l>It is no reaſon that he ſpede</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe for to wynne</l>
                  <l>For he, whiche dare nothyng begynne</l>
                  <l>I not what thynge he ſhulde acheue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ouer this thou ſhalte beleue</l>
                  <l>So as it ſyt the well to knowe</l>
                  <l>That there ben other vices ſlowe</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto loue do great lette</l>
                  <l>If thou thyn herte vpon hem ſette.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Perdit homo cauſam linquens ſua iura ſopori</l>
                  <l>Et quaſi dimidium pars ſua mortis habet</l>
                  <l>Eſt in amore uigil Venus, et ꝙ habet uigilanti.</l>
                  <l>Obſequium thalamis fert vigilata ſuis.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> loquitur de Sompnolencia / que Accidie Cameraria dicta eſt / cuins natura ſemi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mortua alicuius negotii vigilius obſeruari ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pori ſero torpore recuſat, vnde quatenus amore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> concernit Confeſſor Amanti dilige<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tius opponit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Towarde the ſlowe progeny</l>
                  <l>There is yet one of companye</l>
                  <l>And he is cleped Sompnolence</l>
                  <l>whiche dothe to Slouth his reuerence</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is his chamberleyn</l>
                  <l>That many an honderde time hath lein</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe, when he ſhulde wake</l>
                  <l>He hath with loue truce take</l>
                  <l>That wake who ſo wake wyll</l>
                  <l>If he may couche adowne his byll</l>
                  <l>He hath all wowed what hym lyſt</l>
                  <l>That ofte he goth to bedde vnkyſt</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, that for no druery</l>
                  <l>He woll not leue his ſluggardy</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For though that no ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> it wold alowe</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe leuer than to wowe</l>
                  <l>Is his maner, and thus on nyghtes</l>
                  <l>when he ſeeth the luſty knyghtes</l>
                  <l>Reuelen, where theſe women are</l>
                  <l>Awey be ſculketh as an hare</l>
                  <l>And gothe to bed, and leyth hym ſofte</l>
                  <l>And of his ſlouthe he dremeth ofte</l>
                  <l>Howe that he ſtycketh in the myre</l>
                  <l>And howe he ſytteth by the fyre</l>
                  <l>And claweth on his bare ſhankes</l>
                  <l>And howe he clymeth vp the bankes</l>
                  <l>And falleth in the ſlades depe</l>
                  <l>But than who ſo take kepe</l>
                  <l>when he is falle in ſuche a dreme</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a ſhyp agaynſt the ſtreme</l>
                  <l>He routeth with a ſlepy noyſe</l>
                  <l>And bruſtleth as a monkes froyſe</l>
                  <l>when it is throwe in to the panne</l>
                  <l>And otherwhile ſelde whanne</l>
                  <l>That he may dreme a luſty ſweuen</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh as thoughe he were in heue<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>And as the world were holly his</l>
                  <l>And than he ſpeaketh of that and this</l>
                  <l>And maketh his expoſition</l>
                  <l>After his diſpoſition</l>
                  <l>Of that he wold, &amp; in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>He dothe to loue all his ſeruiſe</l>
                  <l>I not what thonke he ſhall deſerue</l>
                  <l>But ſonne if thou wolte loue ſerue</l>
                  <l>I rede that thou do not ſo</l>
                  <l>¶A good father certes no</l>
                  <l>I had leauer by my trouth</l>
                  <l>Er I were ſette on ſuche a ſlouth</l>
                  <l>And bere ſuche a ſlepy ſnoute</l>
                  <l>Bothe eien of my heed were out</l>
                  <l>For me were better fully dye</l>
                  <l>Than I of ſuche ſluggardye</l>
                  <l>Had any name, god me ſhelde</l>
                  <l>For whan my mother was with childe</l>
                  <l>And I lay in her wombe cloſe</l>
                  <l>I wolde rather Atropos</l>
                  <l>whiche is goddeſſe of all death</l>
                  <l>Anone as I hadde any breath</l>
                  <l>Me hadde fro my mother caſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe I am nothynge agaſt</l>
                  <l>I thanke god: for Lacheſis</l>
                  <l>Ne Cloto, whiche her felawe is</l>
                  <l>Me ſhopen no ſuche deſtine</l>
                  <l>whan they at my natiuite</l>
                  <l>My werdes ſetten as they wolde</l>
                  <l>But they me ſhopen that I ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Eſchewe of ſlepe the truandyſe</l>
                  <l>So that I hope in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>To loue for to ben excuſed</l>
                  <l>That I no ſompnolence haue vſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>For certes father Genius</l>
                  <l>yet vnto nowe it hath be thus</l>
                  <l>At all tyme if it befelle</l>
                  <l>So that I myght come and dwelle</l>
                  <l>In place there my lady were</l>
                  <l>I was not ſlowe ne ſlepy there</l>
                  <l>For than I dare well vndertake</l>
                  <l>That whan her lyſt on nightes wake</l>
                  <l>In chambre, as to carole and daunce</l>
                  <l>Me thynke I may me more auaunce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>f I may gone vpon her honde</l>
                  <l>Than if I wynne a kynges londe</l>
                  <l>For whan I may her honde beclyp</l>
                  <l>with ſuche gladnes I daunce and ſkyp</l>
                  <l>Me thynketh I touche not the floore</l>
                  <l>The Roo, whiche renneth on the moore</l>
                  <l>Is than nought ſo lyght as I</l>
                  <l>So mowe ye wyten all for thy</l>
                  <l>That for the tyme ſlepe I hate</l>
                  <l>And whan it falleth other gate</l>
                  <l>So that her lyketh not to daunce</l>
                  <l>But on the dyes to caſte a chaunce</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> aſke of loue ſome demaunde</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> els that her lyſt commaunde</l>
                  <l>To rede and here of Troylus</l>
                  <l>R<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ght as ſhe wolde, ſo or thus</l>
                  <l>I am all redy to conſent</l>
                  <l>And if ſo is, that I may hent</l>
                  <l>Somtyme amonge a good leyſer</l>
                  <l>So as I dare of my deſyre</l>
                  <l>I teſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e a part: but whan I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>reye</l>
                  <l>Anone ſhe byddeth me go my weye</l>
                  <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ith: it is ferre in the nyght</l>
                  <l>And I ſwere, it is euen lyght</l>
                  <l>But as it falleth at laſte</l>
                  <l>There may no worldes ioye laſt</l>
                  <l>So mote I nedes fro her wende</l>
                  <l>And of my watche make an ende</l>
                  <l>And if ſhe than hede toke</l>
                  <l>Howe pytouſlyche on her I loke</l>
                  <l>whan that I ſhall my leue take</l>
                  <l>Her ought of mercy for to ſlake</l>
                  <l>Her daunger, whiche ſayth euer nay</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he ſeyth often, Haue good day</l>
                  <l>That lothe is for to take his leue</l>
                  <l>Therfore whyle I may beleue</l>
                  <l>I tary forth the nyght alonge</l>
                  <l>For it is nought on me alonge</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe, that I ſoone go</l>
                  <l>Tyll that I mote algate ſo</l>
                  <l>And than I bydde, god herſe</l>
                  <l>And ſo downe knelende on my kne</l>
                  <l>I take leue, and if I ſhall</l>
                  <l>I kyſſe her, and go forth withall</l>
                  <l>And other while, if that I dore</l>
                  <l>Er I come fully at dore</l>
                  <l>I tourne ayene and feyne a thynge</l>
                  <l>As though I hadde loſt a rynge</l>
                  <l>Or ſomwhat els, for I wolde</l>
                  <l>Ryſſe her eftſone, if I ſhulde</l>
                  <l>But ſelden is, that I ſo ſpede</l>
                  <l>And whan I ſe, that I mote nede</l>
                  <l>Departe, I departe, and thanne</l>
                  <l>with all my herte I curſe and banne</l>
                  <l>That euer ſlepe was made for eye</l>
                  <l>For as me thynketh I myght drye</l>
                  <l>without ſlepe to waken euer</l>
                  <l>So that I ſhulde not diſſeuer</l>
                  <l>Fro her, in whom is all my lyght</l>
                  <l>And than I curſe alſo the nyght</l>
                  <l>with all the wyll of my courage</l>
                  <l>And ſaye, Away thou blacke image</l>
                  <l>whiche of thy derke cloudy face</l>
                  <l>Makeſt all the worldes lyght deface</l>
                  <l>And cauſeſt vnto ſlepe awaye</l>
                  <l>By whiche I mote nowe gone away</l>
                  <l>Out of my ladies companye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O ſlepy nyght I the defye</l>
                  <l>And wolde that thou lay in preſſe</l>
                  <l>with Proſerpyne the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>And with Pluto the belle kynge</l>
                  <l>For tyll I ſe the daye ſprynge</l>
                  <l>I ſette ſlepe nought at a ryſſhe</l>
                  <l>And with that worde I ſygh &amp; wyſſhe</l>
                  <l>And ſay: A why ne were it daye</l>
                  <l>For yet my lady than I maye</l>
                  <l>Beholde, though I do no more</l>
                  <l>And eſte I thynke forthermore</l>
                  <l>To ſome man howe the night doth eaſe</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he hath thing, that may him pleſe</l>
                  <l>The longe nyght is by his ſyde</l>
                  <l>where as I fayle, and go beſyde</l>
                  <l>But ſlepe, I not wherof it ſerueth</l>
                  <l>Of which no man his thanke deſerueth</l>
                  <l>To get hym loue in any place</l>
                  <l>But is an hyndrer of his grace</l>
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                  <l>And maketh hym deed as for a throwe</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a ſtoke were ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>And ſo my fader in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>The ſlepy nyghtes I deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>And euer a myddes of my tale</l>
                  <l>I thynke vpon the nyghtyngale</l>
                  <l>whiche ſlepeth not by wey of kynde</l>
                  <l>For loue, in bokes as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Thus at laſt I goo to bedde</l>
                  <l>And yet myn hert lyeth to wedde</l>
                  <l>with her, where as I cam fro</l>
                  <l>Though I departe, he wol not ſo</l>
                  <l>There is no locke may ſhet hym oute</l>
                  <l>Hym nedeth nought to gone aboute</l>
                  <l>That perce may the hard wal</l>
                  <l>Thus is he with her ouerall</l>
                  <l>That be her leef, or he it loth</l>
                  <l>In to her bed myn hert goth</l>
                  <l>And ſoftely taketh her in his arme</l>
                  <l>And feleth howe that ſhe is warme</l>
                  <l>And wyſſheth that his body were</l>
                  <l>To fele, that he felyth there</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus my ſelfen I torment</l>
                  <l>Tyl that the deed ſlepe me hent</l>
                  <l>But than by a thouſand ſcore</l>
                  <l>wel more than I was tofore</l>
                  <l>I am tormented in my ſlepe</l>
                  <l>But that I dreme is not on ſhepe</l>
                  <l>For I ne thynke nought on wull<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>But I am dretched to the full</l>
                  <l>Of loue, that I haue to kepe</l>
                  <l>That nowe I laugh, and nowe I wepe</l>
                  <l>And nowe I leſe, and nowe I wynne</l>
                  <l>And nowe I ende, and nowe begynne</l>
                  <l>And other whyle I dreme, and mete</l>
                  <l>That I alone with her mete</l>
                  <l>And that daunger is left behynde</l>
                  <l>And than in ſlepe ſuche ioye I fynde</l>
                  <l>That I ne bede neuer awake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But after, whan I bede take</l>
                  <l>And ſhall aryſe vpon the morowe</l>
                  <l>Than is all torned in to ſorowe</l>
                  <l>Nought for the cauſe I ſhall aryſe</l>
                  <l>But for I mette in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>And at laſt I am bethought</l>
                  <l>That all is vayne and helpeth nought</l>
                  <l>But yet me thynketh by my wylle</l>
                  <l>I wold haue ley, and ſlepe ſtylle</l>
                  <l>To meten euer of ſuche a ſweuen</l>
                  <l>For than I had a ſlepy heuen</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Confeſſor.</head>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne and for thou tellyſt ſo</l>
                  <l>A man may fynde of tyme a go</l>
                  <l>That many a ſweuen hath be certeyn</l>
                  <l>All be it ſo, that ſom men ſeyn</l>
                  <l>That ſweuens ben of no credence</l>
                  <l>But for to ſhewe in euydence</l>
                  <l>That they full ofte ſoth thynges</l>
                  <l>Be token, I thynke in my wrytynges</l>
                  <l>To telle a tale therupon</l>
                  <l>whiche felle by old dayes gone</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> qualiter ſomnia pre<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ſtice veritatis quando<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> certitudinem figurant. Et narrat ꝙ cum Ceix rex Troicinie pro reforma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tione fratris ſui Dedalionis in ancipitrem trans mutati peregre proficiſcens in mari longins a pa tria dimerſus fuerat, Iuno mittens Iridem mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciam ſuam in partes Chimerie ad domum ſomni iuſſit, ꝙ ipſe Alcione dicti regis vxori huiꝰ rei e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uentu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> per ſomnia certificaret. Quo facto Alcio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na rem perſcrutans corpus mariti ſui, vbi ſuper fluctus mortuus iactabatur, inuenit: que pro do fore anguftiata cupiens corpus amplectere, in al tum mare ſuper ipſum proſiliit, vnde du miſerti amborum corpora in aues, que adhuc Alciones dicte ſunt, ſubito conuerterunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> This fynde I wryten in poeſye</l>
                  <l>Ceyx the kynge of Trocenye</l>
                  <l>Hadde Alceon to his wyfe</l>
                  <l>whiche as her owne hertes lyfe</l>
                  <l>Hym loueth, and he had alſo</l>
                  <l>A broder, whiche was cleped tho</l>
                  <l>Dedalion, and he par cas</l>
                  <l>Fro kynde of man forſhape was</l>
                  <l>In to a goſhauke of lykenes</l>
                  <l>wherof this kynge great heuyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Hath take: and thought in his courage</l>
                  <l>To gone vpon a pylgremage</l>
                  <l>In a ſtrange Regyon</l>
                  <l>where he hath his deuocion</l>
                  <l>To done his ſacrifyce, and preye</l>
                  <l>If that he myght in any weye</l>
                  <l>Towardes the goddes fynde grace</l>
                  <l>His broders hele to purchace</l>
                  <l>So that he myght be reformed</l>
                  <l>Of that he had ben tranſformed</l>
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                  <l>To this purpoſe, and to this ende</l>
                  <l>This kynge is redy for to wende</l>
                  <l>As he whiche wold go by ſhyp</l>
                  <l>And for to done hym felauſhip</l>
                  <l>His wyfe vnto the ſe hym brought</l>
                  <l>with all her herte, and hym beſought</l>
                  <l>That he the tyme here wolde ſeyn</l>
                  <l>whan that he thought come ageyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>within, he ſayth, two monethis day</l>
                  <l>And thus in all the haſte he may</l>
                  <l>He toke his leue, and forth he ſayleth</l>
                  <l>wepend, and ſhe her ſelfe bewayleth</l>
                  <l>And torneth home there ſhe cam fro</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan the monethes were ago</l>
                  <l>The whiche he ſet of his comynge</l>
                  <l>And that ſhe herd no tydynge</l>
                  <l>There was no care for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>wherof the goddes to beſeche</l>
                  <l>Tho ſhe began in many wyſe</l>
                  <l>And to Iuno her ſacryfyce</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other moſte ſhe dede</l>
                  <l>And for her lorde ſhe hath ſo hede</l>
                  <l>To wytte and knowe howe that he ferd</l>
                  <l>That Iuno the goddes her herde</l>
                  <l>Anone, and vpon this matere</l>
                  <l>She hadde Irys her maſſagyer</l>
                  <l>To Slepes hous that ſhe ſhal wende</l>
                  <l>And byd hym, that he make an ende</l>
                  <l>By ſweuen, and ſhewen all the cas</l>
                  <l>Vnto this lady, howe it was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Irys fro the hyghe ſtage</l>
                  <l>(whiche vndertake hath the meſſage)</l>
                  <l>Her reyny cope dyd vpon</l>
                  <l>The whiche was wonderly begone</l>
                  <l>with colours of dyuers hewe</l>
                  <l>An honderd mo than men it knewe</l>
                  <l>The heuen lyche vnto a bowe</l>
                  <l>She bende, and ſhe cam downe lowe</l>
                  <l>The god of ſlepe where that ſhe fond</l>
                  <l>And that was in a ſtraunge londe</l>
                  <l>whiche marcheth vpon Chimerye</l>
                  <l>For there, as ſeyth the poeſye</l>
                  <l>The god of ſlepe hath made his hous</l>
                  <l>whiche of entaylle is meruaylous</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vnder an hylle there is a caue</l>
                  <l>whiche of the ſonne may not haue</l>
                  <l>So that no man may knowe aryght</l>
                  <l>The poynt betwene the day and nyght</l>
                  <l>There is no fyre, there is no ſparke</l>
                  <l>There is no dore, whiche may charke</l>
                  <l>wherof an eye ſhulde vnſhet</l>
                  <l>So that inward there is no let</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke of that withoute</l>
                  <l>There ſtant no grete tre nygh aboute</l>
                  <l>wheron there myght crowe or pye</l>
                  <l>A lyght? for to clepe or crye</l>
                  <l>There is no cocke to crowe day</l>
                  <l>Ne beſt none, whiche noyſe may</l>
                  <l>The hylle, but all aboute rounde</l>
                  <l>There is growend vpon the ground</l>
                  <l>Popy, whiche bereth the ſede of ſlepe</l>
                  <l>with other herbes ſuche an hepe</l>
                  <l>A ſtylle water for the nones</l>
                  <l>Rennend vpon the ſmal ſtones</l>
                  <l>whiche hyght of Lethes the ryuer</l>
                  <l>Vnder that hylle in ſuche maner</l>
                  <l>There is, whiche yeueth great appetyte</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe, and thus ful of delyte</l>
                  <l>Slepe hath his hous, And of his couch</l>
                  <l>within his chamber if I ſhall touche</l>
                  <l>Of Hebenus that ſlepy tre</l>
                  <l>The bordes all aboute be</l>
                  <l>And for he ſhuld ſlepe ſofte</l>
                  <l>Vpon a fether bed alofte</l>
                  <l>He lyeth with many a pylowe of doun</l>
                  <l>The chambre is ſtrowed vp and doun</l>
                  <l>with ſweuenes many a thouſand fold</l>
                  <l>Thus came Iris in to this holde</l>
                  <l>And to the bed, whiche is all blacke</l>
                  <l>She goth, and ther with ſlepe ſhe ſpake</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe as ſhe was bede</l>
                  <l>The maſſage of Iuno ſhe dede</l>
                  <l>Full ofte her worde ſhe reherſeth</l>
                  <l>Er ſhe his ſlepy eres perſeth</l>
                  <l>with mochel wo, but at laſte</l>
                  <l>His ſlomerend eyen he vpcaſt</l>
                  <l>And ſayd hyr, that it ſhal be do</l>
                  <l>wherof amonge a thouſand tho</l>
                  <l>within his hous, that ſlepy were</l>
                  <l>In ſpecyall he cheſe oute there</l>
                  <l>Thre, whiche ſhulden do this dede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fyrſte of hem, ſo as I rede</l>
                  <l>was Morpheus, the whoſe nature</l>
                  <l>Is for to take the fygure</l>
                  <l>Of that perſon that hym lyketh</l>
                  <l>wherof that he ful ofte entryketh</l>
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                  <l>The lyfe, whiche ſlepe ſhal by nyght</l>
                  <l>And Ithecus that other hyght</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the voys of euery ſonne</l>
                  <l>The chere, and the condycioun</l>
                  <l>Of euery lyfe what ſo it is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The thyrd ſewend after this</l>
                  <l>Is Panthaſas, whiche may tranſforme</l>
                  <l>Of euery thynge the ryght forme</l>
                  <l>And chaunge it in another kynde</l>
                  <l>Vpon hem three, ſo as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Of ſweuens ſtant all thapparence</l>
                  <l>whiche other whyle is euydence</l>
                  <l>And other whyle but a iape</l>
                  <l>But netheles it is ſo ſhape</l>
                  <l>That Morpheus by nyght allone</l>
                  <l>Appereth vntyll Alccone</l>
                  <l>In lykeneſſe of her huſbonde</l>
                  <l>Al naked deed vpon the ſtrond</l>
                  <l>And bow he dreynt in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>Theſe other two it ſhewen all</l>
                  <l>The tempeſt of the blacke clowde</l>
                  <l>The wode ſee, the wyndes loude</l>
                  <l>All this ſhe met, and ſeeth hym dyen</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſhe began to cryen</l>
                  <l>Slepend a bedde there ſhe laye</l>
                  <l>And with that noyſe of her affraye</l>
                  <l>Her women ſterten vp aboute</l>
                  <l>whiche of her lady were in doubte</l>
                  <l>And aſken her, howe that ſhe ferde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ryght as ſhe ſygh and herde</l>
                  <l>her ſweuen hath tolde hem euery dele</l>
                  <l>And they it halſen all wele</l>
                  <l>And ſeyn, it is a token of good</l>
                  <l>But tyl ſhe wyſt howe that it ſtood</l>
                  <l>She hath no comfort in her herte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe and vp ſhe ſterte</l>
                  <l>And to theſe (where as ſhe met</l>
                  <l>The body lay) withoute lete</l>
                  <l>She drough: &amp; wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that ſhe cam nygh</l>
                  <l>Starke deed his armes ſprade ſhe ſigh</l>
                  <l>Her lorde, fletende vpon the wawe</l>
                  <l>wherof her wyttes be withdrawe</l>
                  <l>And ſhe whiche toke of deth no kepe</l>
                  <l>Anone forth lepte in to the depe</l>
                  <l>And wold haue caught hym ther arme</l>
                  <l>This infortune of double harme</l>
                  <l>The goddes from the heuen aboue</l>
                  <l>Beheld, and for the trouthe of loue</l>
                  <l>whiche in this worthy lady ſtood</l>
                  <l>They haue vpon the ſalt flood</l>
                  <l>Her dreynt lorde and her alſo</l>
                  <l>Fro deth to lyfe torned ſo</l>
                  <l>That they ben ſhapen in to bryddes</l>
                  <l>Swymmend vpon the wawe amyddes</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe ſawe her lorde lyuend</l>
                  <l>In lykeneſſe of a byrde ſwymende</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was of the ſame ſorte</l>
                  <l>So as ſhe myght do diſport</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ioye, whiche ſhe hadde</l>
                  <l>Her wynges both abrode ſhe ſpradde</l>
                  <l>And hym both, ſo as ſhe may ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>Beclypte and kyſte in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe was whylome wont to do</l>
                  <l>Her wynges for her armes tho</l>
                  <l>She toke, and for her lyppes ſofte</l>
                  <l>Her hard bylle, and ſo ful ofte</l>
                  <l>She fondeth in her berdes forme</l>
                  <l>If that ſhe myght her ſelfe conforme</l>
                  <l>To do the pleſaunce of a wyfe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe dyde in that other lyfe</l>
                  <l>For though ſhe hadde her power lore</l>
                  <l>Her wylle ſtode, as it was tofore</l>
                  <l>And ſerueth hym ſo as ſhe may</l>
                  <l>wherof in to this ylke daye</l>
                  <l>To geder vpon the ſee they wone</l>
                  <l>where many a doughter and ſonne</l>
                  <l>They bryngen forth of byrdes kynde</l>
                  <l>And for men ſhulden take in mynde</l>
                  <l>This Alceon the trewe quene</l>
                  <l>Her bryddes yet as it is ſene</l>
                  <l>Of Alceon the name bere</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus my ſonne it may the ſtere</l>
                  <l>Of ſweuens for to take kepe</l>
                  <l>For oft tyme a man a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>May ſe, what after ſhall betyde</l>
                  <l>For thy it helpeth at ſome tyde</l>
                  <l>A man to ſlepe as it belongeth</l>
                  <l>But ſlouthe no lyfe vnderfongeth,</l>
                  <l>whiche is to loue appertenaunt</l>
                  <l>¶My fader vpon the couenaunt</l>
                  <l>I dare wel make this auowe</l>
                  <l>Of all my lyfe in to nowe</l>
                  <l>Als ferforth as I can vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>yet took I neuer ſlepe on hond</l>
                  <l>whan it was tyme for to wake</l>
                  <l>For though myn eye it wolde take</l>
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                  <l>Myn herte is euer there ageyne</l>
                  <l>But netheles to ſpeke it pleyne</l>
                  <l>All this that I haue ſayde you here</l>
                  <l>Of my wakynge, as ye may here</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t toucheth to my lady ſwete</l>
                  <l>For other wyſe I you byhete</l>
                  <l>In ſtraunge place whan I go</l>
                  <l>Me lyſt no thynge to wake ſo</l>
                  <l>For whan the women lyſten playe</l>
                  <l>And I her ſe not in the waye</l>
                  <l>Of whome I ſhulde myrthe take</l>
                  <l>Me lyſt not longe for to wake</l>
                  <l>But if it be for pure ſhame</l>
                  <l>Of that I wolde eſchewe a name</l>
                  <l>That they ne ſhuld haue cauſe none</l>
                  <l>To ſeye, A lo where ſuche one</l>
                  <l>That hath forlore his contenaunce</l>
                  <l>And thus amonge I ſynge and daunce</l>
                  <l>And feyne luſt, there none is</l>
                  <l>For ofte ſyth I fele this</l>
                  <l>Of thought, which in min herte falleth</l>
                  <l>whan it is nyght myn hede appallyth</l>
                  <l>And that is for I ſe her nought</l>
                  <l>whiche is the waker of my thought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus as tymelyche as I may</l>
                  <l>F<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:punc">▪</g> whan it is brode daye</l>
                  <l>I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of all theſe other leue</l>
                  <l>And go my wey: and they beleue</l>
                  <l>That ſeen per cas her loues there</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d I go forth as nought ne were</l>
                  <l>V<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>to my bed, ſo that alone</l>
                  <l>I may there lygge, ſyghe, and grone</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>d wyſſhen all the longe nyght</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that I ſe the dayes lyght</l>
                  <l>I not if that be ſompnolence</l>
                  <l>But vpon your conſcience</l>
                  <l>Myn holy fader demeth ye</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne I am well payd with the</l>
                  <l>Of ſlepe, that thou the ſluggardye</l>
                  <l>By nyght in loues companye</l>
                  <l>Eſchewe haſt, and do thy payne</l>
                  <l>So, that thy loue dare not pleyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For loue vpon his luſt wakende</l>
                  <l>Is euer, and wold that none ende</l>
                  <l>wherof the longe nyght is ſette</l>
                  <l>wherof that thou beware the bette</l>
                  <l>To telle a tale I am bethought</l>
                  <l>Howe loue and ſlepe acorden nought</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic dicit, ꝙ vigilia in amantibus / et non ſompnolencia laudanda eſt. Et ponit exemplum de Cephalo filio Phebi / qui nocturno ſilencio auroram amicam ſuam diligencius amplectene Solem et Lunam interpellabat / videlicet ꝙ ſol in circulo ab oriente diſtantiori curru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> luce ſua retardaret, et quod Luna ſphera ſua longiſſima orbem circuens, noctem continuaret / ita vt ipſum Cephalam amplexibus Aurore volutu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> priuſqua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> dies illuceſceret ſuis deliciis adquieſcere diutius permittere dignarentur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> For loue who that lyſt to wake</l>
                  <l>By nyght, he may enſample take</l>
                  <l>Of Cephalus, whan that he lay</l>
                  <l>with Aurora the ſwete may</l>
                  <l>In armes all the longe nyght</l>
                  <l>But whan it drough towarde the lyght</l>
                  <l>That he within his herte ſye</l>
                  <l>The day, whiche was the morowe nye</l>
                  <l>Anone vnto the Sonne he preyde,</l>
                  <l>For luſt of loue: and thus he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Phebus, whiche the dayes lyght</l>
                  <l>Gouerneſt tyl that it be nyght</l>
                  <l>And gladdeſt euery creature</l>
                  <l>After the lawe of thy nature</l>
                  <l>But netheles there is a thynge</l>
                  <l>whiche onlyche to thy knowlechynge</l>
                  <l>Belongeth, as in pryuete</l>
                  <l>To loue, and to his dute</l>
                  <l>whiche aſketh not to ben a pert</l>
                  <l>But in ſylence, and in couert</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth for to be beſhadyd</l>
                  <l>And thus whan that the lyght is faded</l>
                  <l>And veſper ſheweth hym alofte</l>
                  <l>And that the nyght is longe and ſofte</l>
                  <l>Vnder the clowdes derke and ſtylle</l>
                  <l>Than hath this thyng moſt of his wille</l>
                  <l>For thy vnto thy myghtes hye</l>
                  <l>As thou, whiche art the dayes eye</l>
                  <l>Of loue and myght no counſeyl hyde</l>
                  <l>Vpon this derke nyghtes tyde</l>
                  <l>with all myn herte I the beſeche</l>
                  <l>That I pleaſaunce myght ſeche</l>
                  <l>with her, whiche lyeth in myn armes</l>
                  <l>withdrawe the baner of thyn armes</l>
                  <l>And lete thy lyghtes ben vnborne</l>
                  <l>And in the ſygne of Capricorne</l>
                  <l>The hous appropred to Saturne</l>
                  <l>I preye the, that thou wolt ſoiourne</l>
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                  <l>where ben the nyghtes derke and longe</l>
                  <l>For I my loue haue vnderfonge</l>
                  <l>whiche lyeth here by my ſyde naked</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche wolde ben awaked</l>
                  <l>And me lyſt no thynge for to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>So were it good to take kepe</l>
                  <l>Nowe at this nede of my prayer</l>
                  <l>And that the lyke for to ſtere</l>
                  <l>Thy fyry <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>art, and ſo ordeyne</l>
                  <l>That thou thy ſwyft hors reſtrayne</l>
                  <l>Lowe vnder erthe in occident</l>
                  <l>That they toward thoryent</l>
                  <l>By ſercle go the longe weye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke to the Dyane I preye</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped art of thy nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>The nyghtes mone, and the Goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>That thou to me be gracyous</l>
                  <l>And in Cancro thyn owne hous</l>
                  <l>Ayene Phebus in oppoſite</l>
                  <l>Stond at this tyme, and of delyte</l>
                  <l>Beholde Venus with a gladde eye</l>
                  <l>For than vpon Aſtronomye</l>
                  <l>Of due conſtellacyon</l>
                  <l>Thou makeſt prolifycacion</l>
                  <l>And doſt that chyldren ben begete</l>
                  <l>whiche grace if that I myght gete</l>
                  <l>with all myn herte I woll ſerue</l>
                  <l>By nyght, and thy vygylle obſerue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus this luſty Cephalus</l>
                  <l>Prayed vnto Phebe, and to Phebus</l>
                  <l>The nyght in lengthe for to drawe</l>
                  <l>So that he myght do the lawe</l>
                  <l>In thylke poynt of loues beſte</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped is the nyghtes feſte</l>
                  <l>with outen ſlepe of ſluggardye</l>
                  <l>whiche Venus oute of companye</l>
                  <l>Hath put awey, as thylke ſame</l>
                  <l>which luſtles fer from game</l>
                  <l>In chambre doth full ofte wo</l>
                  <l>A bedd, whean it falleth ſo</l>
                  <l>That loue ſhulde ben awayted</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſlouthe, whiche is euyl affayted</l>
                  <l>with ſlepe hath made his retenue</l>
                  <l>That what thinge is to loue due</l>
                  <l>Of all his dette he payeth none</l>
                  <l>The wote not howe the nyght is gone</l>
                  <l>Ne howe the daye is come aboute</l>
                  <l>But onely for to ſlepe and route</l>
                  <l>Tyl hyghe mydday, that he aryſe</l>
                  <l>But Cephalus dyd otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>As thou my ſonne haſt herd aboue</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader who that hath his loue</l>
                  <l>A bedde naked by his ſyde</l>
                  <l>And wold than his eyen hyde</l>
                  <l>with ſlepe, I not what man is he</l>
                  <l>But certes as touchend of me</l>
                  <l>That felle me neuer yet er this</l>
                  <l>But other whyle whan ſo is</l>
                  <l>That I may catche ſlepe on honde</l>
                  <l>Lyggend alone, than I fonde</l>
                  <l>To dreme a mery ſweuen or day</l>
                  <l>And if ſo falle, that I may</l>
                  <l>My thought with ſuche a ſweuen pleſe</l>
                  <l>Me thynke I am ſomdele at eſe</l>
                  <l>For I none other comfort haue</l>
                  <l>So nedeth nought that I ſhall craue</l>
                  <l>The Sonnes carte for to tary</l>
                  <l>Ne yet the Mone, that ſhe carye</l>
                  <l>Her cours a longe vpon the heuen</l>
                  <l>For I am nought the more in euen</l>
                  <l>Towardes loue in no degre</l>
                  <l>But in my ſlepe yete than I ſe</l>
                  <l>Somwhat in ſweuen of that me lyketh</l>
                  <l>whiche afterward myn herte entryketh</l>
                  <l>whan that I fynde it other wyſe</l>
                  <l>So wote I not of what ſeruyce</l>
                  <l>That ſlepe to mans caſe doth</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne certes thou ſayſt ſoth</l>
                  <l>But onely that it helpeth kynd</l>
                  <l>Somtyme in Phyſyk as I fynde</l>
                  <l>whan it is take by meſure</l>
                  <l>But he which can no ſlepe meſure</l>
                  <l>Vpon the reule as it belongeth</l>
                  <l>Fulofte of ſodeyne chaunce he fongeth</l>
                  <l>Suche infortune, that hym greueth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But who theſe olde bokes leueth</l>
                  <l>Of ſompnolence howe it is wryte</l>
                  <l>There may aman the ſothe wyte</l>
                  <l>If that he wolde enſample take</l>
                  <l>That other whyle is good to wake</l>
                  <l>wherof a tale in Poeſye</l>
                  <l>I thynke for to ſpecyfye</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> loquitur in amoris cauſa con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra iſtos, qui ſompnolencie dediti, ea que ſerua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>re tenentur, amittunt, Et narrat quod cum Io puella pulcherrima a Iunone in vaccant
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               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Ouyde telleth in his ſawes</l>
                  <l>Hawe Iupiter by olde dayes</l>
                  <l>Lay by a mayde, whiche Io</l>
                  <l>was cleped, wherof that Iuno</l>
                  <l>His wyfe was wrothe, and the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Of Io torned the lykeneſſe</l>
                  <l>In to a Cowe to go there oute</l>
                  <l>The large feldes all aboute</l>
                  <l>And gette her mete vpon the grene</l>
                  <l>And therupon this hyghe quene</l>
                  <l>Betoke her Argus for to kepe</l>
                  <l>For he was ſeldon wonte to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>And yet he had an hondred eyen</l>
                  <l>And all alyche wel they ſyen</l>
                  <l>Now harken how that he was begiled</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Mercurye, whiche was all affyled</l>
                  <l>This Cowe to ſtele he came deſguyſed</l>
                  <l>And had a pype wel deuyſed</l>
                  <l>Vpon the notes of muſyke</l>
                  <l>wherof he myght his eres lyke</l>
                  <l>And ouer that he had affayted</l>
                  <l>His luſty tales, and awayted</l>
                  <l>His tyme: and thus in to the felde</l>
                  <l>He came, where Argus he beheld</l>
                  <l>with <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o, whiche beſyde hym went</l>
                  <l>with that his pype anon he hent</l>
                  <l>And g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n to pype in his manere</l>
                  <l>Thyrge, whiche was ſlepy for to here</l>
                  <l>And in his pypynge euer amonge</l>
                  <l>He tolde hym ſuch a luſty ſonge</l>
                  <l>That he the fool hath brought a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>There was none eye that myght kepe</l>
                  <l>His hede, whiche Mercurye of ſmote</l>
                  <l>And forth with all anone fote hote</l>
                  <l>He ſtale the cowe, whiche Argus kepte</l>
                  <l>And all this fel for that he ſlepte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Enſample it was to many mo</l>
                  <l>That mochel ſlepe doth ofte wo</l>
                  <l>whan it is tyme for to wake</l>
                  <l>For if a man this vyce take</l>
                  <l>In ſompnolence, and hym delyte</l>
                  <l>Men ſhuld vpon his dore wryte</l>
                  <l>His Epytaphe, and on his graue</l>
                  <l>For he to ſpylle, and nought to ſaue</l>
                  <l>Is ſhaped, and though he were dede</l>
                  <l>¶ For thy my ſonne hold vp thin hede</l>
                  <l>And let no ſlepe thyn eye englue</l>
                  <l>But whan it is to reaſon due</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader as touchend of this</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo as I you tolde, it is</l>
                  <l>That ofte a bedde, whan I ſhulde</l>
                  <l>I may not ſlepe, though I wolde</l>
                  <l>For loue is euer faſte byme</l>
                  <l>which taketh none hede of one tyme</l>
                  <l>For whan I ſhall myn eyen cloſe</l>
                  <l>Anone my hert he woll oppoſe</l>
                  <l>And hold his ſchole in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Tylle it be day that I aryſe</l>
                  <l>That ſelde it is whan that I ſlepe</l>
                  <l>And thus fro ſompnolence I kepe</l>
                  <l>Myn eye, and for thy if there be</l>
                  <l>Ought elles more in this degre</l>
                  <l>Nowe aſke forth. ¶ My ſonne yis</l>
                  <l>For ſlouth, whiche as moder is</l>
                  <l>The forth drawer and the Noryce</l>
                  <l>To man of many a dredful vyce</l>
                  <l>Hath yet another laſt of all</l>
                  <l>whiche many a man hath made to falle</l>
                  <l>where that he myght neuer aryſe</l>
                  <l>wherof for thou the ſhalt auyſe</l>
                  <l>Er thou ſo with thy ſelfe myſfare</l>
                  <l>what vyce it is, I woll declare.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Nil fortuna inuat, vbi deſperacio ledit.</l>
                  <l>Quo deſiccat humor non virideſcit humus</l>
                  <l>Magnanimus ſed amor ſpe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ponit, et inde ſalute<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Couſequitur, ꝙ ei proſpera fata fauent.</l>
               </q>
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            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic loquitur ſuper vltima ſpecie accidie, que Trifticia ſiue deſperacio dicitur, cuius obſtinata condicio tocius conſolacionis ſpem deponens ali cuius remedii, quo liberari poterit, fortunam ſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bi euenire impoſſibile credit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ whan ſlouth doth all that he may</l>
                  <l>To dryue forth the longe day</l>
                  <l>Tylle he become to the nede</l>
                  <l>Than at laſt vpon the dede</l>
                  <l>He loketh howe his tyme is lore</l>
                  <l>And is ſo wo begone therfore</l>
                  <l>That he within his thought conceiueth</l>
                  <l>Tryſteſſe, and ſo hym ſelfe deceyueth</l>
                  <l>That he wanhope bryngeth inne</l>
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                  <l>where is no comforte to begynne</l>
                  <l>But euery ioye hym is delayed</l>
                  <l>So that within his herte affrayed</l>
                  <l>A thouſande tyme with one breth</l>
                  <l>wepende he wyſſheth after deth</l>
                  <l>whan he fortune fynt aduerſe</l>
                  <l>For than he woll his hope reherſe</l>
                  <l>As though his worlde were all forlore</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, alas that I was bore</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhall I lyue? how ſhall I do?</l>
                  <l>For nowe fortune is thus my foo</l>
                  <l>I wote well god me woll not helpe</l>
                  <l>what ſhulde I than of ioye yelpe</l>
                  <l>where there no bote is of my care</l>
                  <l>So ouercaſt is my welfare</l>
                  <l>That I am ſhapen all to ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Alas that I nere of this lyfe</l>
                  <l>Er I be fullyche ouertake</l>
                  <l>And thus he wyll his ſorowe make</l>
                  <l>As god hym myght not auayle</l>
                  <l>But yet ne woll he not trauayle</l>
                  <l>To helpe hym ſelfe at ſuche a nede</l>
                  <l>But ſloutheth vnder ſuche a drede</l>
                  <l>whiche is affermed in his herte</l>
                  <l>Ryght as he myght nought aſterte</l>
                  <l>The worldes wo, whiche he is inne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Alſo whan he is falle in ſynne</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh he is ſo fer culpable</l>
                  <l>That god woll not be mercyable</l>
                  <l>So great a ſynne to foryeue</l>
                  <l>And thus he leueth to be ſhriue</l>
                  <l>And if a man in thilke throwe</l>
                  <l>wold hym cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeile, he wolde not knowe</l>
                  <l>The ſoth, though a man it fynde</l>
                  <l>For tryſteſſe is of ſuche a kynde</l>
                  <l>That for to mayntene his foly</l>
                  <l>He hath with hym obſtinacy</l>
                  <l>whiche is within of ſuche a ſlouth</l>
                  <l>That be forſaketh all the trouth</l>
                  <l>And woll to no reaſon bowe</l>
                  <l>And yet he can not alowe</l>
                  <l>His owne ſkylle, but of hede</l>
                  <l>Thus dwyneth he, tyll he be dede</l>
                  <l>In hyndrynge of his owne eſtate</l>
                  <l>For where a man is obſtinate</l>
                  <l>wanhope falleth at laſte</l>
                  <l>whiche may nat longe after laſte</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſlouth make of hym an ende</l>
                  <l>But god wote whyther he ſhall wende</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne and ryght in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>There be louers of heuy chere</l>
                  <l>That ſorowen more, than is nede</l>
                  <l>whan they be taried of her ſpede</l>
                  <l>And can not them ſelfe rede</l>
                  <l>But leſen hope for to ſpede</l>
                  <l>And ſtynten loue to purſewe</l>
                  <l>And thus they faden hyde and hewe</l>
                  <l>And luſtles in her hertes waxe</l>
                  <l>Herof it is, that I wolde axe</l>
                  <l>If thou my ſonne arte one of tho</l>
                  <l>¶A good father it is ſo</l>
                  <l>Out take o poynt, I am beknowe</l>
                  <l>For els I am ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>In all that euer ye haue ſeyde</l>
                  <l>My ſorowe is euermore vnteyde</l>
                  <l>And ſecheth ouer all my veynes</l>
                  <l>But for to counſayle of my peynes</l>
                  <l>I can no bote do therto</l>
                  <l>And thus withouten hope I go</l>
                  <l>So that my wyttes ben empeyred</l>
                  <l>And I am, as who ſaith diſpeyred</l>
                  <l>To wynne loue of thilke ſwete</l>
                  <l>without whom, I you behete</l>
                  <l>Myn herte, that is ſo beſtadde</l>
                  <l>Ryght inly, neuer may be gladde</l>
                  <l>For by my trouth I ſhall not lye</l>
                  <l>Of pure ſorowe, whiche I drye</l>
                  <l>For that ſhe ſaith ſhe wyll me nought</l>
                  <l>with dretchynge of myn owne thought</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wanhope I am falle</l>
                  <l>That I ne can vnethes calle</l>
                  <l>As for to ſpeke of any grace</l>
                  <l>My ladyes mercy to purchace</l>
                  <l>But yet I ſay nought for this</l>
                  <l>That all in my defaute it is</l>
                  <l>That I am neuer yet in ſtede</l>
                  <l>whan tyme was, that I me bede</l>
                  <l>Ne ſayde, and as I durſt tolde</l>
                  <l>But neuer fonde I, that ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>For ought ſhe knewe of myn entent</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke a goodly worde aſſent</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles this dare I ſay</l>
                  <l>That if a ſynfull wolde preye</l>
                  <l>To god of his foryeuenes</l>
                  <l>with halfe ſo great a beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>As I haue do to my lady</l>
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                  <l>In lacke of aſkynge of mercy</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde neuer come in helle</l>
                  <l>And thus I may you ſothly telle</l>
                  <l>Saufe onely that I crie and bydde</l>
                  <l>I am in triſteſſe all amydde</l>
                  <l>And fulfylled of deſperaunce</l>
                  <l>And therof yeue me my penaunce</l>
                  <l>Myn holy father, as you lyketh</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne of that thyn herte ſyketh</l>
                  <l>with ſorowe myght thou not amende</l>
                  <l>Tyll loue his grace woll the ſende</l>
                  <l>For thou thyn owne cauſe empeireſt</l>
                  <l>what tyme as thou thy ſelfe deſpeireſt</l>
                  <l>I not what other thinge auayleth</l>
                  <l>Of hope, whan the herte fayleth</l>
                  <l>For ſuche a ſore is incurable</l>
                  <l>And eke the goddes ben vengeable</l>
                  <l>And that a man may right well frede</l>
                  <l>Theſe olde bokes who ſo rede</l>
                  <l>Of thinge, whiche hath befalle er this</l>
                  <l>Nowe here, of what enſample it is.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> narrat qualiter Iphis / regis Theu<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cer filius eb amorem cuiuſdam puelle nomine Ara<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>arathen, qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ne<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> donis aut precibus vin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>tuit / de<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>perans ante patris ipſius puelle <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> nectanter ſe ſuſpendit, vnder dii commoti, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>nellum in lapidem duriſſimam tranſmu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>nt quam rex Theucer vna cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> filio ſuo apud S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>num in Templo veneris pro perpetua <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> morta ſepeliri et locari fecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶whylom by olde dayes fer</l>
                  <l>Of Mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e was the kynge Theucer</l>
                  <l>whiche had a knyghte to ſonne Iphis</l>
                  <l>Of loue and he ſo maiſtred is</l>
                  <l>That he hath ſet all his courage</l>
                  <l>As to regarde of his lygnage</l>
                  <l>Vpon a mayde of lowe eſtate</l>
                  <l>But though he were a poteſtate</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, he was ſubiecte</l>
                  <l>To loue, and put in ſuche a plyte</l>
                  <l>That he excedeth the meaſure</l>
                  <l>Of reaſon, that hym ſelfe aſſure</l>
                  <l>He can nought. For the more he praid</l>
                  <l>The laſſe loue on hym ſhe layde</l>
                  <l>He was with loue vnwiſe conſtreined</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with reaſon was reſtreyned</l>
                  <l>The luſtes of his herte he ſeweth</l>
                  <l>And ſhe for drede, ſhame eſcheweth</l>
                  <l>And as ſhe ſhulde, toke good hede</l>
                  <l>To ſaue and kepe her womanhede</l>
                  <l>And thus the thinge ſtode in debate</l>
                  <l>Betwene his luſt, and her eſtate</l>
                  <l>He yaue, he ſende, he ſpake by mouth</l>
                  <l>But yet for ought that euer he couthe</l>
                  <l>Vnto his ſpede he fonde no weye</l>
                  <l>So that he caſt his hope aweye</l>
                  <l>within his hert he gan deſpeyre</l>
                  <l>Fro day to day, and ſo empeire</l>
                  <l>That he hath loſt all his delyte</l>
                  <l>Of luſt, of ſlepe, of appetyte</l>
                  <l>That he through ſtre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>gth of loue laſſeth</l>
                  <l>His wyt, and reaſon ouerpaſſeth</l>
                  <l>As he whiche of his lyfe ne rought</l>
                  <l>His death vpon hym ſelfe he ſought</l>
                  <l>So that by nyght his weye he nam</l>
                  <l>There wyſt none, where he becam</l>
                  <l>The nyghte was derke, there ſhone no mone</l>
                  <l>Tofore the gates he cam ſone</l>
                  <l>where that this yonge mayde was</l>
                  <l>And with this wofull worde, alas</l>
                  <l>His deadly pleyntes he began</l>
                  <l>So ſtyll, that there was no man</l>
                  <l>It herde: and than he ſayde thus</l>
                  <l>O thou Cupyde, O thou Venus</l>
                  <l>Fortuned by whoſe ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>Of loue, is euery mans chaunce</l>
                  <l>Ye knowen all myn hole hert</l>
                  <l>That I ne may your hondes aſtert</l>
                  <l>On you is euer that I crie</l>
                  <l>And you deyneth not to plie</l>
                  <l>Ne towarde me your eare enclyne</l>
                  <l>Thus for I ſe no medicine</l>
                  <l>To make an ende of my quarele</l>
                  <l>My deth ſhall be in ſtede of hele</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ha thou my wofull lady dere</l>
                  <l>whiche dwelleſt with thy father here</l>
                  <l>And ſlepeſt in thy bedde at eaſe</l>
                  <l>Thou woteſt nothynge of my diſeaſe</l>
                  <l>Howe thou, and I be nowe vnmete</l>
                  <l>A lorde, what ſweuen ſhalt thou mete?</l>
                  <l>what dremes haſt thou now on honde?</l>
                  <l>Thou ſlepeſt there, and I here ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Though I no death to the deſerue</l>
                  <l>Here ſhall I for thy loue ſterue</l>
                  <l>Here ſhall I a kynges ſonne dye</l>
                  <l>For loue, and for no felonye</l>
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                  <l>whether thou therof haue ioy or ſorow</l>
                  <l>Here ſhalt thou ſe me deed to morowe</l>
                  <l>O harde herte abouen alle</l>
                  <l>This death, whiche ſhall to me falle</l>
                  <l>For that thou wolde not do my grace</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be tolde in many place</l>
                  <l>That I am deed for loue and trouth</l>
                  <l>In thy defaute, and in thy ſlouth</l>
                  <l>Thy daunger ſhall to many mo</l>
                  <l>Enſample be for euermo</l>
                  <l>when they the wofull death recorde</l>
                  <l>And with that worde he toke a corde</l>
                  <l>with whiche vpon the gate tre</l>
                  <l>He henge him ſelfe, that was pite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The morowe cam the nyght is gone</l>
                  <l>Men come out, and ſygh anone</l>
                  <l>where that this yonge lorde was deed</l>
                  <l>There was an hous without rede</l>
                  <l>For no man knewe the cauſe why</l>
                  <l>There was wepynge, there was cry</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This mayden, whan ſhe it herde</l>
                  <l>And ſigh this thinge howe it mysferde</l>
                  <l>Anone ſhe wyſt what it ment</l>
                  <l>And all the cauſe howe it went</l>
                  <l>To all the worlde ſhe tolde it out</l>
                  <l>And preyeth to hem, that were aboute</l>
                  <l>To take of her the vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>For ſhe was cauſe of thilke chaunce</l>
                  <l>why that this kynges ſonne is ſpylt</l>
                  <l>She taketh vpon her ſelfe the gilt</l>
                  <l>And is all redy to the peyne</l>
                  <l>whiche any man her wolde ordeyne</l>
                  <l>But if any other wolde</l>
                  <l>She ſaith, that her ſelfe ſhe ſholde</l>
                  <l>Do wreche with her owne honde</l>
                  <l>Through out the worlde in euery lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>That euery lyfe therof ſhall ſpeke</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe her ſelfe it ſhulde wreke</l>
                  <l>She wepeth, ſhe cryeth, ſhe ſwouneth ofte</l>
                  <l>She caſte her eien vp alofte</l>
                  <l>And ſayde amonge full pitouſly</l>
                  <l>O god, thou woſt that it am I</l>
                  <l>For whom Iphis is thus beſeyne</l>
                  <l>Ordeyne ſo, that men may ſeyne</l>
                  <l>A thouſande wynter after this</l>
                  <l>Howe ſuche a mayden dyd amys</l>
                  <l>And as I dydde, do to me</l>
                  <l>For I ne dydde no pite</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche for my loue is lore</l>
                  <l>Do no pite to me therfore</l>
                  <l>And with this worde ſhe fell to grou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>A ſwoune, and there ſhe laye aſtounde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The goddes, which her pleyntes herd</l>
                  <l>And ſygh howe wofully ſhe ferde</l>
                  <l>Hir lyfe they toke awey anone</l>
                  <l>And ſhopen hir into a ſtone</l>
                  <l>After the forme of hir image</l>
                  <l>Of body both, and of viſage</l>
                  <l>And for the meruayle of this thynge</l>
                  <l>Vnto the place came the kynge</l>
                  <l>And eke the quene, and many mo</l>
                  <l>And whan they wyſten it was ſo</l>
                  <l>As I haue tolde it here aboue</l>
                  <l>Howe that Iphis was deade for loue</l>
                  <l>Of that he had be refuſed</l>
                  <l>They helden all men excuſed</l>
                  <l>And wondren vpon the vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>And for to kepe remembraunce</l>
                  <l>This fayre image mayden lyche</l>
                  <l>with company noble and ryche</l>
                  <l>with torches, and great ſolempnite</l>
                  <l>To Salamyne the Citie</l>
                  <l>They leade &amp; carie forth withall</l>
                  <l>This deade corps, and ſeyne it ſhall</l>
                  <l>Beſyde thilke image haue</l>
                  <l>His ſepulture, and be begraue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This corps and this image thus</l>
                  <l>In to the citie to Venus</l>
                  <l>where that goddeſſe her temple had</l>
                  <l>Together bothe two they ladde</l>
                  <l>This ilke image as for myracle</l>
                  <l>was ſet vpon an hygh pinacle</l>
                  <l>That all men it myght knowe</l>
                  <l>And vnder that they maden lowe</l>
                  <l>A tombe ryche for the nones</l>
                  <l>Of marble and eke of Iaſpre ſtones</l>
                  <l>wherin that Iphis was beloken</l>
                  <l>That euermore it ſhall be ſpoken</l>
                  <l>And for men ſhall the ſothe wyte</l>
                  <l>They haue her ephitaphe wryte</l>
                  <l>As thynge, whiche ſhulde abyde ſtable</l>
                  <l>The letters grauen in a table</l>
                  <l>Of marble were, and ſayde this</l>
                  <l>Here lyeth, whiche ſloughe hymſelfe, Iphis</l>
                  <l>For loue of Araxarathen</l>
                  <l>And in enſample of the women</l>
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                  <l>That ſuffren men dyen ſo</l>
                  <l>Hir forme a man may ſeen alſo</l>
                  <l>Howe it is tourned fleſſhe and bone</l>
                  <l>In to the figure of a ſtone</l>
                  <l>He was to neſſhe, and ſhe to harde</l>
                  <l>Beware for thy here afterwarde</l>
                  <l>ye men and women bothe two</l>
                  <l>Enſampleth you of that was tho.</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus my ſonne as I the ſay</l>
                  <l>It greueth by diuers waye</l>
                  <l>In diſpeire a man to falle</l>
                  <l>whiche is the laſt braunche of all</l>
                  <l>Of ſlepe, as thou haſt herde deuyſe</l>
                  <l>wherof that thou thy ſelfe auyſe</l>
                  <l>Good is er that thou be deceyued</l>
                  <l>wher that the grace of hope is weyued</l>
                  <l>¶My father howe ſo that it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue I pleynly vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Of ſtouthes courte the properte</l>
                  <l>wherof touchende in my degree</l>
                  <l>For euer I thynke to beware</l>
                  <l>But ouer this ſo as I dare</l>
                  <l>with all myn hert I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>That ye me wolde enforme and teache</l>
                  <l>what there is more of your appryſe</l>
                  <l>In loue als well as otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>So that I may me cleane ſhryue</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne whyle thou arte alyue</l>
                  <l>And haſt alſo thy full mynde</l>
                  <l>Amonge the vices, whiche I fynde</l>
                  <l>There is yet one ſuche of the ſeuen</l>
                  <l>whiche all this worlde hath ſet vneuen</l>
                  <l>And cauſeth many a wronge</l>
                  <l>where he the cauſe hath vnderfonge</l>
                  <l>wherof hereafter thou ſhalte here</l>
                  <l>The forme bothe, and the matere.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <trailer>¶ Explicit liber quartus.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="5" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>¶Hic in quinto libro intendit Confeſſor tractare de auaritia, que omnium malorum radix eſſe di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>citur, necnon de eiusdem vicii ſpeciebus, et pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mum ipſuis auaritie naturam deſcribit.</p>
            </argument>
            <head>¶Incipit liber quintus.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>at auaricia naturae legibus, et quae</l>
               <l>Largus amor poſcit, ſtrictius illa netat.</l>
               <l>Om<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> quod eſt nimium, uicioſum dicitur auru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
               </l>
               <l>Ve<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ia ſicut oues ſeruat auarus opes.</l>
               <l>Non decet, ut ſoli ſeruabitur aes, ſed amori</l>
               <l>Debet homo ſolam ſolus habere ſuam.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">F</seg>Yrſte whan the hyghe god beganne</l>
               <l>This worlde, and that the kynde of man</l>
               <l>was fal into no gret encre<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
               </l>
               <l>For worldes good was tho no pres</l>
               <l>But all was ſet to the commune</l>
               <l>They ſpeken than of no fortune</l>
               <l>Or for to leſe or for to wynne</l>
               <l>Tyll Auarice brought it in</l>
               <l>And that was whe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the world was woxe</l>
               <l>Of man, of hors, of ſhepe, of oxe</l>
               <l>And that men knewen the money</l>
               <l>Tho went pees out of the wey</l>
               <l>And werre came on euery ſyde</l>
               <l>whiche all loue leyde aſyde</l>
               <l>And of common his propre made</l>
               <l>So that in ſtede of ſhouell and ſpade</l>
               <l>The ſharpe ſwerde was take on honde</l>
               <l>And in this wyſe it cam to londe</l>
               <l>wherof men made dyches depe</l>
               <l>And hygh walles for to kepe</l>
               <l>The golde, whiche auarice encloſeth</l>
               <l>But all to lytell hym ſuppoſeth</l>
               <l>Though he mighte all the worlde purchaſe</l>
               <l>For what thing, that he may enbrace</l>
               <l>Of golde, of catell, or of londe</l>
               <l>He let it neuer out of his honde</l>
               <l>But gette hym more, and halt it faſt</l>
               <l>As though the worlde ſhulde euer laſt</l>
               <l>So is he lyche vnto the helle</l>
               <l>For as theſe olde bokes telle</l>
               <l>what cometh ther in laſſe or more</l>
               <l>It ſhall departe neuermore</l>
               <l>Thus whan he hath his cofer loken</l>
               <l>It ſhall not after ben vnſtoken</l>
               <l>But whan hym lyſt to haue a ſyght</l>
               <l>Of golde, howe that it ſhyneth bright</l>
               <l>That he theron may loke and muſe</l>
               <l>For otherwyſe he dare not vſe</l>
               <l>To take his part or leſſe or more</l>
               <l>So is he poore, and ouermore</l>
               <l>Hym lacketh, that he hath inough</l>
               <l>An oxe draweth in the plough</l>
               <l>Of that hym ſelfe hath no profite</l>
               <l>A ſhepe ryght in the ſame plyte</l>
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               <l>His wolle beareth, but on a day</l>
               <l>An other taketh the flees away</l>
               <l>Thus hath he, that he nought ne hath</l>
               <l>For he therof his parte ne tath</l>
               <l>To ſeye howe ſuche a man hathe good</l>
               <l>who ſo that reaſone vnderſtoode</l>
               <l>It is vnproperlyche ſayde</l>
               <l>That good hath hym, &amp; halt him tayde</l>
               <l>That he ne gladdeth nought withall</l>
               <l>But is vnto his good a thrall</l>
               <l>And a ſubiecte thus ſerueth be</l>
               <l>where that he ſhulde mayſter be</l>
               <l>Suche is the kynde of thauarous</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>My ſonne as thou art amorous</l>
               <l>Telle if thou fare of loue ſo</l>
               <l>¶My father as it ſemeth no</l>
               <l>That auarous yet neuer I was</l>
               <l>So as ye ſetten me the cas</l>
               <l>For as ye tolden here aboue</l>
               <l>In full poſſeſſion of loue</l>
               <l>yet was I neuer here tofore</l>
               <l>So that me thynketh well therfore</l>
               <l>I may excuſe well my dede</l>
               <l>But of my wyll withouten drede</l>
               <l>If I that treaſour myght gete</l>
               <l>It ſhulde neuer be foryete</l>
               <l>That I ne wolde it faſte holde</l>
               <l>Tyll god of loue hym ſelue wolde</l>
               <l>That death vs ſhulde departe a two</l>
               <l>For leueth well, I ſoue her ſo</l>
               <l>That euen with myn owne lyfe</l>
               <l>If I that ſwete luſty wyfe</l>
               <l>Myght ones welden at my wylle</l>
               <l>For euer I wold holde hir ſtille</l>
               <l>And in this wyſe taketh kepe</l>
               <l>If I her had, I wolde her kepe</l>
               <l>And yet no fryday wolde I faſt</l>
               <l>Though I her kepe and helde faſt</l>
               <l>Fye on the bagges in the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ſt</l>
               <l>I had inough, if I her kyſt</l>
               <l>For certes if ſhe were myn</l>
               <l>I had her leuer than a myn</l>
               <l>Of golde: for all this worldes ryche</l>
               <l>Ne myght me make ſo ryche</l>
               <l>As ſhe that is ſo inly good</l>
               <l>I ſet nought of other good</l>
               <l>For myght I gette ſuche a thynge</l>
               <l>I had a treaſour for a kynge</l>
               <l>And though I wolde it faſt holde</l>
               <l>I were than wel beholde</l>
               <l>But I myght pype nowe with laſſe</l>
               <l>And ſuffre that it ouer paſſe</l>
               <l>Not with my wyll, for thus I wolde</l>
               <l>Ben auorous if that I ſholde</l>
               <l>But father I herde you ſey</l>
               <l>Howe the auarous hath yet ſome wey</l>
               <l>wherof he may be glad. For he</l>
               <l>May, whan hym lyſt, his treaſure ſe</l>
               <l>And grope, and fele it all aboute</l>
               <l>But I full ofte am ſhet theroute</l>
               <l>There as my worthy treſour is</l>
               <l>So is my life liche vnto this</l>
               <l>That ye me tolden here to fore</l>
               <l>Howe that an oxe his yoke hath bore</l>
               <l>For thynge that ſhulde hym not auaile</l>
               <l>And in this wyſe I me trauayle</l>
               <l>For who that euer hath the welfare</l>
               <l>I wote wel that I haue the care</l>
               <l>For I am had, and nought ne haue</l>
               <l>And am, as who ſayth, loues <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>
               </l>
               <l>Nowe deme in your owne thought</l>
               <l>If this be auarice or nought</l>
               <l>¶My ſonne I haue of the no wonder</l>
               <l>Though thou to ſerue be put vnder</l>
               <l>with loue, whiche to kynde accordeth</l>
               <l>But ſo as euery boke recordeth</l>
               <l>It is to kynde no pleaſaunce</l>
               <l>That men aboue his ſuſtenaunce</l>
               <l>Vnto the golde ſhall ſerue, and bowe</l>
               <l>For that may no reaſon auowe</l>
               <l>But auarice netheles</l>
               <l>If he may getten his encrees</l>
               <l>Of golde, that wolde he ſerue and kepe</l>
               <l>For he taketh of nought els kepe</l>
               <l>But for to fylle his bagges large</l>
               <l>And all is to hym but a charge</l>
               <l>For he ne parteth nought withall</l>
               <l>But kepeth it, as ſeruaunt ſhall</l>
               <l>And thus though that he multiplie</l>
               <l>His golde, without treaſorye</l>
               <l>He is, for man is nought amended</l>
               <l>with golde, but if it be diſpended</l>
               <l>To mans vſe, wherof I rede</l>
               <l>A tale, and take therof good hede</l>
               <l>Of that befelle by olde tyde</l>
               <l>As telleth vs the clerke Ouyde.</l>
            </lg>
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               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> loquitur contra iſtos auaros, ef narrai qualiter Mida rex Frigie Cillenu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Bac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cbi ſacerdotem, quem ruſtici vinculis ferreis al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligarunt, diſſoluit, et in hoſpiciu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſuu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> benigniſſime recollegit: pro quo Bacchus quodcun<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> munus rex exigere vellei, donari co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ceſſit. Vnde rex a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uatitia ductus / vt quicquid tangeret, in aurum conuerteretur, indiſcrete petiit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Bacchus, whiche is the god of wine</l>
                  <l>Accordant vnto his diuine</l>
                  <l>A preſt, the whiche Cillenus hight</l>
                  <l>He had, and fell ſo, that by night</l>
                  <l>This preſt was drunke, &amp; goth a ſtrayde</l>
                  <l>wherof the men were euyll apayde</l>
                  <l>In Frygelonde, where as he went</l>
                  <l>But at laſt a chorle hym hent</l>
                  <l>with ſtrength of other felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>So that vpon his drunkeſhyp</l>
                  <l>They bounden hym with cheynes faſte</l>
                  <l>And forth they lad hym alſo faſte</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kynge, whiche hyght Myde</l>
                  <l>But he that wolde his vice hyde</l>
                  <l>This curtois kynge toke of hym hede</l>
                  <l>And bad, that men ſhulde hym lede</l>
                  <l>In to a chambre for to kepe</l>
                  <l>Tyll he of leyſer hadde ſlepe</l>
                  <l>And thus this preſt was ſone vnbound</l>
                  <l>And vpon a couche fro the grounde</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe he was leyde ſofte inough</l>
                  <l>And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he woke, the king him drough</l>
                  <l>To his preſence, and dyd hym chere</l>
                  <l>So that this preeſt in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>while that him liketh, ther he dwelleth</l>
                  <l>And al this he to Bacchus telleth</l>
                  <l>whan that he cam to hym ageyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan that Bacchus hard ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Howe Myde hath done his curteſy</l>
                  <l>Hym thinketh, it were a vilanie</l>
                  <l>But he rewarde hym for his dede</l>
                  <l>So as he myght of his godhede</l>
                  <l>Vnto this kynge this god appereth</l>
                  <l>And clepeth, and that other hereth</l>
                  <l>This god to Myde thonketh fayre</l>
                  <l>Of that he was ſo debonayre</l>
                  <l>Towarde his preſt, and had hym ſeye</l>
                  <l>what thynge it were, he wolde preye</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde it haue of worldes good</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kynge was glad, and ſtylle ſtode</l>
                  <l>And was of his aſkynge in doute</l>
                  <l>And all the worlde he caſteth aboute</l>
                  <l>what thynge was beſt for his aſtate</l>
                  <l>And with hym ſelfe ſtode in debate</l>
                  <l>Vpon thre poyntes, whiche I fynde</l>
                  <l>Ben leueſt vnto mannes kynde</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt of hem it is delyte</l>
                  <l>The two ben worſhyp and profyte</l>
                  <l>And than he thought, if that I craue</l>
                  <l>Delyte, though I delyte may haue</l>
                  <l>Delyte ſhall paſſen in my age</l>
                  <l>That is no ſyker auauntage</l>
                  <l>For euery ioye bodely</l>
                  <l>Shall ende in wo, delyte for thy</l>
                  <l>woll I not cheſe, and if I worſhyp</l>
                  <l>Aſke, &amp; of the worlde lordſhyp</l>
                  <l>That is an occupation</l>
                  <l>Of proude imagination</l>
                  <l>whiche maketh an herte vayne within</l>
                  <l>There is no certayne for to wynne</l>
                  <l>For lorde and knaue is all one wey</l>
                  <l>whan they be bore, and whan they dey</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if I profyte aſke wolde</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> not in what maner I ſholde</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good haue ſykernes</l>
                  <l>For euery theſe vpon rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Awayteth, for to robbe and ſtele</l>
                  <l>Suche good is cauſe of harmes fele</l>
                  <l>And alſo though a man at ones</l>
                  <l>Of all the worlde within his wones</l>
                  <l>The treaſour myght haue euery dele</l>
                  <l>yet had he but one mans dele</l>
                  <l>Towarde hym ſelfe, ſo as I thynke</l>
                  <l>Of clothynge, and of meate and drinke</l>
                  <l>For more out take vanite</l>
                  <l>There hath no lorde in his degre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus vpon theſe poyntes diuerſe</l>
                  <l>Dyuerſly he gan reherce</l>
                  <l>what poynt hym thought for the beſte</l>
                  <l>But playnly for to gette hym reſt</l>
                  <l>He can no ſyker way caſt</l>
                  <l>And netheles yet at laſte</l>
                  <l>He felle vpon the couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Of golde, and than in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>He thought, as I haue ſayd tofore</l>
                  <l>How treaſour may be ſoone lore</l>
                  <l>And hadde an inly great deſyre</l>
                  <l>Touchende of ſuche recouer</l>
                  <l>Howe that he myght his cauſe auayle</l>
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                  <l>To gete hym gold withouten fayle</l>
                  <l>within his hert and thus he preyſeth</l>
                  <l>The gold, &amp; fayth, how that he peyſeth</l>
                  <l>Abouen all other metall moſt</l>
                  <l>The golde, he ſayth, may lede an hooſt</l>
                  <l>To make werre ayene the kynge</l>
                  <l>The golde put vnder all thynge</l>
                  <l>And ſet it whan hym lyſt aboue</l>
                  <l>The golde can make of hate loue</l>
                  <l>And werre of pees: and ryght of wrong</l>
                  <l>And longe to ſhort, and ſhort to longe</l>
                  <l>withoute golde may be no feſt</l>
                  <l>Gold is the lorde of man and beſt</l>
                  <l>And may hem both bye and ſelle</l>
                  <l>So that a man may ſothely telle</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde to golde obeyeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy this kinge to Bacchus preyth</l>
                  <l>To graunte him golde, but he excedeth</l>
                  <l>Meſure, more than hym nedeth</l>
                  <l>Men tellen, that the maladye</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped is hydropſye</l>
                  <l>Reſembled is vnto this vyce</l>
                  <l>By waye of kynde of Auaryce</l>
                  <l>The more hidropſy drynketh</l>
                  <l>The more hym thrſteth: for him thyn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>keth</l>
                  <l>That he may neuer drynke his fylle</l>
                  <l>So that there may no thynge fulfylle</l>
                  <l>The luſtes of his appetyte</l>
                  <l>And ryght in ſuche a maner plyte</l>
                  <l>Stant euer Auaryce, and euer ſtode</l>
                  <l>The more he hath of worldes good</l>
                  <l>The more he wolde it kepe ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>And euer more and more coueyte</l>
                  <l>And ryght in ſuche condycion</l>
                  <l>withoute good diſcrecyon</l>
                  <l>This kynge with Auaryce is ſmitte</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde it myght witte</l>
                  <l>For he to Bacchus than preyd</l>
                  <l>That therupon his honde he leyd</l>
                  <l>It ſhulde through his touche anone</l>
                  <l>Become gold, and therupon</l>
                  <l>This god hym graunteth, as he badde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was this kynge of Fryge gladde</l>
                  <l>And for to put it in aſſaye</l>
                  <l>with all the haſt that he maye</l>
                  <l>He toucheth that, he toucheth this</l>
                  <l>And in his hond all golde it is</l>
                  <l>The ſtone, the tre, the leef, the gras</l>
                  <l>The floure, the fruyte all gold it was</l>
                  <l>Thus toucheth he, whyle he may laſte</l>
                  <l>To go: but honger at laſte</l>
                  <l>Hym toke ſo, that he mote nede</l>
                  <l>By wey of kynde his honger fede</l>
                  <l>The cloth was leyd, the borde was ſet</l>
                  <l>And all was forth tofore hym ſet</l>
                  <l>His dyſſh, his cup, his drynk, his meet</l>
                  <l>But whan he wolde or drynke or ete</l>
                  <l>Anone as it his mouth cam nyghe</l>
                  <l>It was all golde, and than he ſyghe</l>
                  <l>Of Auaryce the folye</l>
                  <l>And he with that byganne to crye</l>
                  <l>And preyde Bacchus to foryeue</l>
                  <l>His gylt, and ſuffer hym for to lyue</l>
                  <l>And be ſuche, as he was tofore</l>
                  <l>So that he were nought forlore</l>
                  <l>This god which herd of this greuaunce</l>
                  <l>Toke routhe wpon his repentaunce</l>
                  <l>And had hym go forth redyly</l>
                  <l>Vnto a flood was faſt by</l>
                  <l>whiche Paceole than hyght</l>
                  <l>In whiche als faſt as euer he myght</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld hym waſſhe ouerall</l>
                  <l>And ſayd hym than that he ſhall</l>
                  <l>Recouer his fyrſte aſtate ageyn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kynge ryght as he herd ſeyn</l>
                  <l>In to the flood goth fro the lond</l>
                  <l>And weſſhe hym both fote and hond</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth all the remenaunte</l>
                  <l>As hym was ſet in couenaunt</l>
                  <l>And than he ſygh meruayles ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>The flood his colour gan to chaunge</l>
                  <l>The grauel with the ſmal ſtones</l>
                  <l>To gold they torne both attones</l>
                  <l>And he was quyte of that he hadde</l>
                  <l>And thus fortune his chaunce ladde</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſygh his touch awey</l>
                  <l>He goth hym home the ryght wey</l>
                  <l>And lyueth forth as he dyd er</l>
                  <l>And put all auaryce a fer</l>
                  <l>And the ryches of gold deſpyſeth</l>
                  <l>And ſeith, that mete and cloth ſuffyſeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus hath this kynge experyence</l>
                  <l>Howe fooles done the reuerence</l>
                  <l>To gold, whiche of his owne kynde</l>
                  <l>Is laſſe worth than is the rynde</l>
                  <l>To ſuſtenaunce of mars fode</l>
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                  <l>And than he made lawes good</l>
                  <l>And all his thinge ſet vpon ſkylle</l>
                  <l>He bede his people for to tylle</l>
                  <l>Her lond, and lyue vnder the lawe</l>
                  <l>And that they ſhulde alſo forth drawe</l>
                  <l>Beſtayl, and ſeche none encrees</l>
                  <l>Of gold, whiche is the breche of pees</l>
                  <l>For this a man may fynde wryte</l>
                  <l>To fore the tyme, er gold was ſmyte</l>
                  <l>In coygne, that men the floren knewe</l>
                  <l>There was wel nyhe noman vntrewe</l>
                  <l>Tho was there ſhelde ne ſpere</l>
                  <l>Ne dedely wepen for to here</l>
                  <l>Tho was the towne withouten walle</l>
                  <l>whiche nowe is cloſed ouer alle</l>
                  <l>Tho was there no brocage in londe</l>
                  <l>which now taketh euery cauſe on hond</l>
                  <l>So may men knowe, howe the florayn</l>
                  <l>was moder fyrſt of malengyn</l>
                  <l>And brynger in of all werre</l>
                  <l>wherof this word ſtant out of herre</l>
                  <l>Through the counſeyl of auaryce</l>
                  <l>whiche of his owne propre vyce</l>
                  <l>Is as the helle wonderful</l>
                  <l>For it may neuermore be full</l>
                  <l>That what as euer cometh therynne</l>
                  <l>A wey ne may it neuer wynne</l>
                  <l>¶ But ſonne myn do thou not ſo</l>
                  <l>Let all ſuche auaryce go</l>
                  <l>And take thy part of that thou haſt</l>
                  <l>I hyd not that thou do waſt</l>
                  <l>But hold largeſſe in his meſure</l>
                  <l>And if thou ſe a creature</l>
                  <l>whiche through pouert is falle in nede</l>
                  <l>Yeu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> hym ſomme good: for this I rede</l>
                  <l>To hym that wol not yeuen here</l>
                  <l>what peyne he ſhal haue els where</l>
                  <l>There is a peyn amonge all</l>
                  <l>Benethe in helle, whiche men calle</l>
                  <l>The wofull peyne of Tantaly</l>
                  <l>Of which I ſhall the redely</l>
                  <l>Deuyſe howe men therin ſtonde</l>
                  <l>In helle thou ſhalt vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>There is a flood of thylke offyce</l>
                  <l>whiche ſerueth all for auaryce</l>
                  <l>what man that ſtond ſhall therin</l>
                  <l>He ſtant vp euen to the chynne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Aboue his hede alſo there hongeth</l>
                  <l>A fruyt, whiche to that peyne longeth</l>
                  <l>And that fruyt toucheth euer in one</l>
                  <l>His ouerlyppe, and therupon</l>
                  <l>Suche thirſt and honger hym affayleth</l>
                  <l>That neuer his appetyte ne fayleth</l>
                  <l>But whan he wolde his honger fede</l>
                  <l>The fruyt withdraweth hym at nede</l>
                  <l>And though he heue his hede on hygh</l>
                  <l>The fruyt is euer alyche nygh</l>
                  <l>So is the honger wel the more</l>
                  <l>And alſo though hym thurſt ſore</l>
                  <l>And to the water bowe a doune</l>
                  <l>The flood in ſuche condycion</l>
                  <l>Aualeth, that his drynke areche</l>
                  <l>He may not, lo nowe whiche a wreche</l>
                  <l>That mete and drynke is hym ſo couth</l>
                  <l>And yet ther cometh none in his mouth</l>
                  <l>Lyche to the peynes of this flood</l>
                  <l>Stant Auaryce in worldes good</l>
                  <l>He hath ynough, and yet hym nedeth</l>
                  <l>For his ſcarcenes it hym forbedeth</l>
                  <l>And euer his honger after more</l>
                  <l>Trauayleth hym alyche ſore</l>
                  <l>So is he peyned ouerall</l>
                  <l>For thy thy goodes forth withal</l>
                  <l>My ſonne loke thou dyſpende</l>
                  <l>wherof thou myght thy ſelfe amende</l>
                  <l>Both here, and eke in other place</l>
                  <l>And alſo if thou wolte purchace</l>
                  <l>To be beloued, thou muſt vſe</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe: for if thou refuſe</l>
                  <l>To yeue for thy loues ſake</l>
                  <l>It is no reaſon that thou take</l>
                  <l>Of loue, that thou woldeſt craue</l>
                  <l>For thy if thou wolte grace haue</l>
                  <l>Be gracious and do largeſſe</l>
                  <l>Of Auaryce, and the ſekeneſſe</l>
                  <l>Eſchewe aboue all other thynge</l>
                  <l>And take inſample of Myde the kynge</l>
                  <l>And of the flood of helle alſo</l>
                  <l>where is ynough of all wo</l>
                  <l>And though there were no matere</l>
                  <l>But onely that we fynden here</l>
                  <l>Men ought Auaryce eſchewe</l>
                  <l>For what man thylke vyce ſewe</l>
                  <l>He gete hym ſelfe but lytel reſt</l>
                  <l>For howe ſo that the body reſt</l>
                  <l>The hert vpon the golde trauayleth</l>
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                  <l>whom many a nyghtes drede aſſayleth</l>
                  <l>For though he ligge a bed naked</l>
                  <l>His herte is euermore awaked</l>
                  <l>And dremeth, as he lyeth to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>Howe beſy that he is to kepe</l>
                  <l>His treſour, that no theſe it ſtele</l>
                  <l>Thus hath he but a wofull wele</l>
                  <l>And ryght ſo in the ſame wyſe</l>
                  <l>If thou thy ſelfe wolt wele auyſe</l>
                  <l>There be louers of ſuche inow</l>
                  <l>That wol vnto reaſon bowe</l>
                  <l>If ſo be they come aboue</l>
                  <l>whan they ben mayſters of her loue</l>
                  <l>And that they ſhulden be moſt gladde</l>
                  <l>with loue, they ben moſte beſtadde</l>
                  <l>So fayn they wolde it holden all</l>
                  <l>That her herte, her eye is ouerall</l>
                  <l>And wenen euery man be thefe</l>
                  <l>To ſtele awey that hem is lefe</l>
                  <l>Thus through her owne fantaſye</l>
                  <l>They fallen in to Ielouſye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Than hath the ſhyp to brok his cable</l>
                  <l>with euery wynde and is meuable</l>
                  <l>¶My fader for that ye nowe telle</l>
                  <l>I haue herde ofttyme telle</l>
                  <l>Of Ielouſye, but what it is</l>
                  <l>yet vnderſtod I neuer or this</l>
                  <l>wherfore I wolde you beſeche</l>
                  <l>That ye me wolde enforme and teche</l>
                  <l>what maner thyng it myght be.</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne that is hard to me</l>
                  <l>But netheles as I haue herd</l>
                  <l>Now herke<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, and thou ſhalt be a<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſwerd.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Nota de Zelotipia, cuius fantaſtica ſuſpici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>o amorem quemuis fideliſſimum multociens ſine cauſa corruptum imaginatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Among the men lack of manhod</l>
                  <l>In maryage vpon wiſhode</l>
                  <l>Maketh that a man him ſelf deceiueth</l>
                  <l>wherof it is, that he conceyueth</l>
                  <l>That ylke vneſy maladye</l>
                  <l>The whiche is cleped Ielouſye</l>
                  <l>Of whiche if I the propyrte</l>
                  <l>Shall telle, after the nycete</l>
                  <l>So as it worcheth on a man</l>
                  <l>A feuer it is cotidian</l>
                  <l>whiche euery day wol come aboute</l>
                  <l>where ſo a man be in or oute</l>
                  <l>At home if that a man wol wonne</l>
                  <l>This feuer is than of comon wonne</l>
                  <l>Moſte greuous in a mans eye</l>
                  <l>For than he maketh hym tote and prye</l>
                  <l>where ſo as euer his loue go</l>
                  <l>She ſhal not with her lytell to</l>
                  <l>My ſteppe, but he ſeeth it all</l>
                  <l>His eye is walkend ouerall</l>
                  <l>where that ſhe ſynge, or that ſhe dau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>He ſeeth the leſt countenaunce</l>
                  <l>If ſhe loke on a man a ſyde</l>
                  <l>Or with hym rowne at any tyde</l>
                  <l>Or that ſhe laugh, or that ſhe loure</l>
                  <l>His eye is there at euery houre</l>
                  <l>And whan it draweth to the nyght</l>
                  <l>If ſhe than be withoute lyght</l>
                  <l>Anone is all the game ſhente</l>
                  <l>For than he ſet his parlyament</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke it whan he cometh to bed</l>
                  <l>And ſayth: if I were nowe to wed</l>
                  <l>I wolde neuer haue wyfe</l>
                  <l>And ſo he torneth in to ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>The luſte of loues dute</l>
                  <l>And al vpon dyuerſyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>If ſhe be freſſhe, and well arayed</l>
                  <l>He ſayth her baner is dyſplayed</l>
                  <l>To clepe in geſtes by the waye</l>
                  <l>And if ſhe be not wel heſeye</l>
                  <l>And that her lyſt not to be gladde</l>
                  <l>He bereth on honde that ſhe is madde</l>
                  <l>And loueth not her huſbonde</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, he may wel vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That if ſhe wolde his companye</l>
                  <l>She ſhuld than afore his eye</l>
                  <l>Shewe all the pleſyre, that ſhe myght</l>
                  <l>So that by day ne by nyght</l>
                  <l>She not what thynge is for the beſt</l>
                  <l>But lyueth oute of all reſt</l>
                  <l>For what as euer hym lyſte to ſeyn</l>
                  <l>She dare not ſpeke o worde ageyn</l>
                  <l>But wepeth, and holt her lyppes cloſe</l>
                  <l>She may wel wryte, Sance repoſe</l>
                  <l>The wyfe, which is to ſuch one maried</l>
                  <l>Of all women be he waryed</l>
                  <l>For with his feuer of Ielouſye</l>
                  <l>His eche dayes fantaſye</l>
                  <l>Of ſorowe is euer alyche grene</l>
                  <l>So that there is no loue ſene</l>
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                  <l>whyle that hym lyſt at home abyde</l>
                  <l>And whan ſo is he woll oute ryde</l>
                  <l>Than hath he redy his aſpye</l>
                  <l>Abydynge in her companye</l>
                  <l>A iangler, an euyl mouthed one</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne may no whether gone</l>
                  <l>Ne ſpeke one worde, ne ones loke</l>
                  <l>But he ne wol it wende, and croke</l>
                  <l>And torne after his owne entent</l>
                  <l>Though ſhe no thyng but honour me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that the lord cometh hom ageyne</l>
                  <l>The iangler muſt ſomwhat ſeyn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So what withoute and what withinne</l>
                  <l>This feuer is euer to begynne</l>
                  <l>For where he cometh, he can not ende</l>
                  <l>Tyl deth of hym hath made an ende</l>
                  <l>For though ſo be, that he ne here</l>
                  <l>Ne ſe, ne wyte in no manere</l>
                  <l>But all honoure and womanhede</l>
                  <l>Therof the Ielous taketh none hede</l>
                  <l>But as a man to loue vnkynde</l>
                  <l>He caſt his ſtafe and as the blinde</l>
                  <l>And fynt defaulte, where is none</l>
                  <l>As who ſo dremeth on a ſtone</l>
                  <l>Howe he is leyde, and groneth ofte</l>
                  <l>whan he lyeth on his pylowe ſofte</l>
                  <l>So is there nought but ſtryfe and cheſt</l>
                  <l>whan loue ſhuld make his feſt</l>
                  <l>It is great thynge if he her kyſſe</l>
                  <l>Thus hath ſhe loſte the nyghtes blyſſe</l>
                  <l>For at ſuche tyme he grutcheth euer</l>
                  <l>And bereth on honde, there is a leuer</l>
                  <l>That ſhe wolde another were</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of hym abedde there</l>
                  <l>And with tho wordes, and with mo</l>
                  <l>Of Ielouſye, he torneth her fro</l>
                  <l>And lyeth vpon that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with that draweth her aſyde</l>
                  <l>And there ſhe wepeth all the nyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A to what peyne ſhe is dyght</l>
                  <l>That in her youth hath ſo beſet</l>
                  <l>The bond, whiche may not ben vnknet</l>
                  <l>I wote the tyme is ofte curſed</l>
                  <l>That euer was the gold vnpurſed</l>
                  <l>The whiche was layd vpon the boke</l>
                  <l>whan that all other ſhe forſoke</l>
                  <l>For loue of hym, but all to late</l>
                  <l>She pleyneth: for as than algate</l>
                  <l>She mote forbere, and to hym bowe</l>
                  <l>Though he ne woll it nought allowe</l>
                  <l>For man is lord of thylke feyre</l>
                  <l>So may the woman but empeyre</l>
                  <l>If ſhe ſpeke ought ageyn his wylle</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhe beryth her peyne ſtylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But if this Feuer a woman take</l>
                  <l>She ſhall be wel more harde ſhake</l>
                  <l>For though ſhe both ſe and here</l>
                  <l>And fynde, that there is no mater</l>
                  <l>She dare but to her ſelfe pleyne</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhe ſuffreth double peyne</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus my ſonne, as I haue wryte</l>
                  <l>Thou myght of Ielouſye wyte</l>
                  <l>His feuer, and his condycyon</l>
                  <l>whiche is full of ſuſpectyon</l>
                  <l>But wherof that this feuer groweth</l>
                  <l>who ſo theſe olde bokes troweth</l>
                  <l>There may he fynde howe it is</l>
                  <l>For they vs teche, and telle this</l>
                  <l>Howe that this feuer of Ielouſye</l>
                  <l>Somdel it groweth of ſotye</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and ſomdele of vntruſt</l>
                  <l>For as a ſekman leſt his luſt</l>
                  <l>And whan he may no ſauoure gete</l>
                  <l>He hateth than his owne mete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ryght ſo this feuerous malady</l>
                  <l>whiche cauſed is of fantaſye</l>
                  <l>Maketh the Ielous in feble plyte</l>
                  <l>To leſe of loue his appetyte</l>
                  <l>Through feyned informacyon</l>
                  <l>Of his ymaginacyon</l>
                  <l>But fynally to taken hede</l>
                  <l>Men may wel mak a lykelyhede</l>
                  <l>Bytwene hym, whiche is auarous</l>
                  <l>Of golde, and hym that is Ielous</l>
                  <l>Of loue: in o degre</l>
                  <l>They ſtonde both, as ſemeth me</l>
                  <l>That one wold haue his bagges ſtyl</l>
                  <l>And nought departen with his wyll</l>
                  <l>And dare not for the theues ſlepe</l>
                  <l>So fayne he wolde his treaſour kepe</l>
                  <l>That other maye not well be glad</l>
                  <l>For euermore he is adrad</l>
                  <l>Of theſe louers, that gone aboute</l>
                  <l>In aunter, if they put hym oute</l>
                  <l>So haue they bothe lytell ioye</l>
                  <l>As wel of loue, as of moneye</l>
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                  <l>¶Now haſt thou ſon of my techynge</l>
                  <l>Of Ielouſy a knowlechynge</l>
                  <l>That thou myght vnderſtonde this</l>
                  <l>Fro whance he cometh, and what he is</l>
                  <l>And eke to whome that he is lyke</l>
                  <l>Beware for thy thou be not ſyke</l>
                  <l>Of thylke feuer, as I haue ſpoke</l>
                  <l>For it woll in hym ſelfe be wroke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For loue hateth no thynge more</l>
                  <l>As men may fynde by the lore</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that whylom were wyſe</l>
                  <l>Howe that they ſpeke in many wyſe</l>
                  <l>¶My fader ſothe is that ye ſeyn</l>
                  <l>But for to loke there ayen</l>
                  <l>Before this tyme howe it is falle</l>
                  <l>wherof there myght enſample falle</l>
                  <l>To ſuche men as ben Ielous</l>
                  <l>In what maner it is greuous</l>
                  <l>Ryght fayn I wolde enſample here</l>
                  <l>¶My good ſonne at thy prayere</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche enſamples as I fynde</l>
                  <l>So as they comen nowe to mynde</l>
                  <l>Vpon this poynt of tyme agone</l>
                  <l>I thynke for to tellen one.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <hi>HIC</hi> ponit Confeſſor exemplum con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra iſtos maritos, quos Zelotipia maculauit, Et narrat qualiter Vulganus cuius vxor Venus ex<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>titit, ſuſpecione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> inter ipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> &amp; Marte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cipie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s eoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> geſtus dilige<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tins explorabat, Vnde co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tigit, ꝙ cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ipſe quada<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vice ambos inter ſe pariter amplexan<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tes in lecto nudos inuenit, et exclamans omnem cetum deorum et dearu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ad tantum ſpectaculum conuocauit / ſuper quo tamen deriſum pocius <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> remedium a tota cohorte conſecutus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Ouyde wrote of many thynges</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche, in his wrytynges</l>
                  <l>He told a tale in poeſye</l>
                  <l>whiche toucheth vnto Ielouſye</l>
                  <l>Vpon a certayne cas of loue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Amonge the goddes al aboue</l>
                  <l>It felle at thylke tyme thus</l>
                  <l>The god of fyre, whiche Vulganus</l>
                  <l>Is hote, and hath a crafte forth with</l>
                  <l>Aſſygned for to be the ſmyth</l>
                  <l>Of Iupiter, and his fygure</l>
                  <l>Both of vyſage and of ſtature</l>
                  <l>Is lothly, and malgracyus</l>
                  <l>But yet he hath within his hous</l>
                  <l>As for the lykynge of his lyfe</l>
                  <l>The fayre Venus to his wyfe</l>
                  <l>But Mars, whiche of bataylles is</l>
                  <l>The god, an eye had vnto this</l>
                  <l>As he whiche was chyualrous</l>
                  <l>It felle him to ben amorous <g ref="char:trefoil">♣</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>And thought it was great pyte</l>
                  <l>To ſe ſo luſty one as ſhe</l>
                  <l>Be coupled with ſo lourd a wyght</l>
                  <l>So that his peyne day and nyght</l>
                  <l>He dyd, if he her wynne myght</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that had a good inſyght</l>
                  <l>Toward ſo noble a knyghtly lord</l>
                  <l>In loue fel of his acorde</l>
                  <l>There lacketh nought but tyme &amp; place</l>
                  <l>That he nys ſycker of her grace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan two hertes fallen in one</l>
                  <l>So wyſe a wayte was neuer none</l>
                  <l>That at ſometyme they ne mete</l>
                  <l>And thus this fayre luſty ſwete</l>
                  <l>with Mars hath ofte companye</l>
                  <l>But thylke vnkynde Ielouſye</l>
                  <l>whiche euermore the herte oppoſeth</l>
                  <l>Maketh Vulcanus, that he ſuppoſeth</l>
                  <l>That it is not wel ouerall</l>
                  <l>And to hym ſelfe he ſayd, he ſhall</l>
                  <l>Aſpye better, if that he may</l>
                  <l>And ſo it felle vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>That he this thynge ſo ſlyghtly ledde</l>
                  <l>He fonde hem both two a bedde</l>
                  <l>All warme, echone with other naked</l>
                  <l>And he with crafte all redy maked</l>
                  <l>Of ſtronge cheynes hath hem bounde</l>
                  <l>As he togeder hem had founde</l>
                  <l>And lefte hem both lygge ſo</l>
                  <l>And gan to clepe and crye tho</l>
                  <l>Vnto the godes all aboute</l>
                  <l>And they aſſembled in a route</l>
                  <l>Come all at ones for to ſe</l>
                  <l>But none amendes hadde he</l>
                  <l>But was rebuked here and there</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that loues frendes were</l>
                  <l>And ſayden that he was to blame</l>
                  <l>For if there felle hym any ſhame</l>
                  <l>It was through his myſgouernaunce</l>
                  <l>And thus he loſt contenaunce</l>
                  <l>This god, and let his cauſe falle</l>
                  <l>And they to ſcorne hym laughen all</l>
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                  <l>And loſen Mars out of his hondes</l>
                  <l>wherof theſe erthely huſbondes</l>
                  <l>For euer myght enſample take</l>
                  <l>If ſuche a chaunce hem ouertake</l>
                  <l>For Vulcanus his wyfe bewrayd</l>
                  <l>The blame vpon hym ſelfe he layde</l>
                  <l>wherof his ſhame was the more</l>
                  <l>whiche ought for to ben a lore</l>
                  <l>For euery man, that lyueth here</l>
                  <l>To reulen hym in this matere</l>
                  <l>Though ſuche an happe of loue aſterte</l>
                  <l>yet ſhuld he not apoynte his herte</l>
                  <l>with Ielouſy of that is wrought</l>
                  <l>But feyne, as though he wyſt it nought</l>
                  <l>For if he let it ouer paſſe</l>
                  <l>The ſklaunder ſhall be wel the laſſe</l>
                  <l>And he the more in eſe ſtonde</l>
                  <l>For this thou myght well vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That where a man ſhall nedes leſe</l>
                  <l>The laſſe harme is for to cheſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Ielouſye of his vntryſt</l>
                  <l>Maketh that ful many an harme aryſte</l>
                  <l>whiche ciles ſhuld not aryſe</l>
                  <l>And if a man wolde hym auyſe</l>
                  <l>Of that befelle to Vulcanus</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>m ougth of reaſon thynke thus</l>
                  <l>That ſyth a god was therof ſhamed</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> ſhuld an erthyly man be blamed</l>
                  <l>T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> take vpon hym ſuche a vyce</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne in thyne offyce</l>
                  <l>Beware, that thou be nought Ielous</l>
                  <l>whiche oft tyme hath ſhent the hous</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader this enſample is hard</l>
                  <l>Howe ſuche thynge to the heuenward</l>
                  <l>Amonge the goddes myght falle</l>
                  <l>For there is but o god of alle</l>
                  <l>whiche is the lorde of heuen and helle</l>
                  <l>But if it lyke you to telle</l>
                  <l>Howe ſuche goddes come aplace</l>
                  <l>y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> myght mochel thanke purchace</l>
                  <l>For I ſhall be wel taught withall</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne it is thus ouerall</l>
                  <l>with hem, that ſtonden myſbyleued</l>
                  <l>That ſuche goddes ben byleued</l>
                  <l>In ſondry place, in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Amonges hem, whiche be vnwyſe</l>
                  <l>There is bytaken of credence</l>
                  <l>wherof that I the dyfference</l>
                  <l>In the maner, as it is wrytte</l>
                  <l>Shall do the playnly for to wytte.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Mentibus illuſis ſignantur templa deorum</l>
                  <l>Vnde deos caecos nacio caeca colit.</l>
                  <l>Nulla creaturi racio facit eſſe creatum</l>
                  <l>Equiparans ꝙ ad huc Iura pagana fouent.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Quia ſecundum poetarum fabulas in huinſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>modi lib elli locis quampluribus nomina et geſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tus deorum falſorum intitulantur / quorum infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delitas, vt Criſtianis clarius innoteſcat / inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit de ipſorum origine ſecundum varias pagana rum fectas ſcrib ere conſequenter Et primo de fecta Caldeorum tractare proponit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Er Chriſte was bore among vs here</l>
                  <l>Of the byleues, that tho were</l>
                  <l>In four formes thus it was</l>
                  <l>They of Chaldee, as in this cas</l>
                  <l>Had a byleue by hem ſelue</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtode vpon the ſygnes twelue</l>
                  <l>Forth eke with the planites ſeuen</l>
                  <l>whiche as they ſyghen vpon the heuen</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry conſtellacion</l>
                  <l>In her ymaginacion</l>
                  <l>with ſondry kerſe and portrature</l>
                  <l>They made of goddes the fygure</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In thelementes, and eke alſo</l>
                  <l>They hadden a byleue tho</l>
                  <l>And all was that vnreſonable</l>
                  <l>For the elementes ben ſeruyſable</l>
                  <l>To man: And ofte of accidence</l>
                  <l>As men may ſe the experience</l>
                  <l>They ben corrupt by ſondry weye</l>
                  <l>So may no mans reaſon ſeye</l>
                  <l>That they ben god in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>And eke of men hem wel auyſe</l>
                  <l>The ſonne and moue eclipſen both</l>
                  <l>That be hem lef, or be hem loth</l>
                  <l>They ſuffre, and what thyng is poſyble</l>
                  <l>To ben a god is inpoſſyble</l>
                  <l>Theſe elementes ben creatures</l>
                  <l>So ben theſe heuenly fygures</l>
                  <l>wherof may wel be iuſtyfyed</l>
                  <l>That they may not be defyed</l>
                  <l>And who that taketh away the honour</l>
                  <l>whiche due is to the creatour</l>
                  <l>And yeueth it to the creature</l>
                  <l>He dothe to great a forfayture</l>
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                  <l>But of Chald<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> netheles</l>
                  <l>Vpon this feyth though it be leſſe</l>
                  <l>They holde affermed the creaunce</l>
                  <l>So that of helle the penaunce</l>
                  <l>As folke, whiche ſtant out of beleue</l>
                  <l>They ſhall receyue, as we beleue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of the Caldens ſo in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>Stant the beleue out of aſſiſe</l>
                  <l>But in Egypte worſte of alle</l>
                  <l>The faith is fals, howe ſo it falle</l>
                  <l>For they dyuers beaſtes there</l>
                  <l>Honour, as though they goddes were</l>
                  <l>And netheleſſe yet forthe withall</l>
                  <l>Thre goddes moſte in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>They haue forth with a goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>In whome is all her ſykerneſſe</l>
                  <l>Tho goddes be yet cleped thus</l>
                  <l>Orus, Typhon, and Iſirus</l>
                  <l>They were brethren all thre</l>
                  <l>And the goddeſſe in hir degre</l>
                  <l>Hir ſyſter was, and Iſis hyght</l>
                  <l>whom Iſirus forlay by nyght</l>
                  <l>And helde her after as his wyfe</l>
                  <l>So it befelle, that vpon ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Typhon hath Iſire his brother ſlayne</l>
                  <l>whiche had a childe, to ſonne O rayne</l>
                  <l>And he his fathers dethe to herte</l>
                  <l>So toke, that it may nought aſterte</l>
                  <l>That he Typhon after ne ſlough</l>
                  <l>whan he was rype of age inough</l>
                  <l>But yet the Egiptiens trowe</l>
                  <l>For all this errour, which they knowe</l>
                  <l>That theſe bretherne ben of myght</l>
                  <l>To ſette and kepe Egypt vpright</l>
                  <l>And ouerthrowe, if that hem lyke</l>
                  <l>But Iſis, as ſeith the cronyke</l>
                  <l>Fro Grece in to Egypte cam</l>
                  <l>And ſhe than vpon honde nam</l>
                  <l>To teache hem for to ſowe and ere</l>
                  <l>whiche no man knewe tofore there</l>
                  <l>And whan the Egyptiens ſye</l>
                  <l>The feldes full afore her eie</l>
                  <l>And that the londe began to greyne</l>
                  <l>whiche whylom had be bareyne</l>
                  <l>For the erthe bare after the kynde</l>
                  <l>His due charge, this I fynde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe of herth the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Is cleped, ſo that in diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>The women thervpon childynge</l>
                  <l>To her clepe, and her offrynge</l>
                  <l>They beren, whan that they ben lyght</l>
                  <l>Lo howe Egypt all out of ſyght</l>
                  <l>Fro reaſon ſtant in mysbeleue</l>
                  <l>For lacke of lore as I beleue.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ De ſecta Grecorum.</head>
               <l>¶ Amonge the grekes out of the weye</l>
               <l>As they that reaſon put aweye</l>
               <l>There was, as the cronyke ſayth</l>
               <l>Of mysbeleue an other fayth</l>
               <l>That they her goddes, and goddeſſes</l>
               <l>As who ſayth token all to geſſes</l>
               <l>Of ſuche as weren full of vice</l>
               <l>To whom they made ſacrifice</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <hi>NOTA</hi> qualiter Saturnus deorum ſummus appellatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The hygh god, ſo as they ſayde</l>
                  <l>To whom they worſhyp layde</l>
                  <l>Saturnus hight, and kyng of Crete</l>
                  <l>He hadde be, But of his ſete</l>
                  <l>He was put downe, as he which ſtoode</l>
                  <l>In freneſye, and was ſo woode</l>
                  <l>That fro his wyfe, whiche Rea hyght</l>
                  <l>His owne children he to plight</l>
                  <l>And ete hem of his commune wonne</l>
                  <l>But Iupiter, whiche was his ſonne</l>
                  <l>And of full age his father bonde</l>
                  <l>And kyt of with his owne honde</l>
                  <l>His genitalles, whiche alſo faſte</l>
                  <l>In to the depe ſee he caſt</l>
                  <l>wherof the grekes afferme and ſeye</l>
                  <l>Thus, whan they were caſt awey</l>
                  <l>Came Venus forth by weye of kynde</l>
                  <l>And of Saturne alſo I fynde</l>
                  <l>Howe afterwarde in to an yle</l>
                  <l>This Iupiter hym dydde exile</l>
                  <l>where that he ſtode in great miſchiefe</l>
                  <l>Lo whiche a god they maden chiefe</l>
                  <l>And ſythen that ſuche one was he</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtode moſt hygh in his degre</l>
                  <l>Amonge the goddes, thou might know</l>
                  <l>Theſe other, that ben more lowe</l>
                  <l>Ben lytell worth, as it is founde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iupiter deus deliciarum.</l>
                  <l>For Iupiter was the ſeconde</l>
                  <l>whiche Iuno had vnto his wyfe</l>
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                  <l>And yet a lechour all his lyfe</l>
                  <l>He was, and in auoutrie</l>
                  <l>He wrought many a trecherie</l>
                  <l>And for he was ſo full of vices</l>
                  <l>They cleped hym god of delyces</l>
                  <l>Of whom if thou wolte more wyte</l>
                  <l>Ouyde the poete hath wryte</l>
                  <l>But yet her ſterres bothe two</l>
                  <l>Saturne and Iupyter alſo</l>
                  <l>They haue, although they be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> to blame</l>
                  <l>Attytled to her owne name.</l>
                  <l>¶Mars was an other in that lawe</l>
                  <l>The whiche in Dace was forthe drawe</l>
                  <l>Of whom the clerke Vegetius</l>
                  <l>wrote in his boke, and tolde thus</l>
                  <l>Howe he in to Italy came</l>
                  <l>And ſuche fortune there he nam</l>
                  <l>That he a mayden hath oppreſſed</l>
                  <l>whiche in her ordre was profeſſed</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche was the prioreſſe</l>
                  <l>In Veſtes temple the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>So was ſhe well the more to blame</l>
                  <l>Dame Ilya this lady name</l>
                  <l>Men clepe, and eke ſhe was alſo</l>
                  <l>The kynges doughter, that was tho</l>
                  <l>whiche Mynitor by name hyght</l>
                  <l>So that ayene the lawes ryght</l>
                  <l>Mars thilke tyme vpon hir that</l>
                  <l>Remus and Romulus begat</l>
                  <l>whiche after, whan they come in age</l>
                  <l>Of knyghthode, and of vaſſellage</l>
                  <l>Italy all holle they ouercome</l>
                  <l>And founden the great Rome</l>
                  <l>In armes and of ſuche empriſe</l>
                  <l>They weren, that in thilke wyſe</l>
                  <l>Her father Mars for the meruayle</l>
                  <l>The god is cleped of batayle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They weren his children bothe two</l>
                  <l>Through hem he toke his name ſo</l>
                  <l>There was none other cauſe why</l>
                  <l>And yet a ſterre vpon the ſkye</l>
                  <l>He hath vnto his name applyed</l>
                  <l>In whiche that he is ſignified</l>
                  <l>¶And other god they hadden eke</l>
                  <l>To whom for counſayle they beſeke</l>
                  <l>The whiche was brother to Venus</l>
                  <l>Apollo men hym clepe thus</l>
                  <l>He was an hunt vpon the hylles</l>
                  <l>There was with hym no vertue elles</l>
                  <l>wherof that any bokes carpe</l>
                  <l>But onely that he couth harpe</l>
                  <l>whiche whan he walked ouer londe</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tyme he toke on honde</l>
                  <l>To get hym with his ſuſtenance</l>
                  <l>For lacke of other purueance</l>
                  <l>And otherwhile of his falſehede</l>
                  <l>He feyneth hym to conne a rede</l>
                  <l>Of thing, which afterward ſhulde fall</l>
                  <l>wherof amonge his ſleyghtes all</l>
                  <l>He hath the leude folke deceyued</l>
                  <l>So that the better he was receyued</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo nowe through what creacion</l>
                  <l>He hath deifycacion</l>
                  <l>And cleped is the god of wyt</l>
                  <l>To ſuche as be the fooles yet.</l>
                  <l>¶An other god, to whom they ſought</l>
                  <l>Mercurie hyght, and hym ne rought</l>
                  <l>what thyng he ſtale, ne whom ne ſlough</l>
                  <l>Of ſorcerye he couthe inough</l>
                  <l>That wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he wold him ſelfe tra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>sforme</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tyme he toke the forme</l>
                  <l>Of woman, and his owne lefte</l>
                  <l>So dyd he well the more thefte</l>
                  <l>A great ſpeker in all thynges</l>
                  <l>He was alſo, and of leſynges</l>
                  <l>An autor, that men wyſten none</l>
                  <l>An other ſuche as he was one</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And yet they maden of this thefe</l>
                  <l>A god, whiche was vnto hem lefe</l>
                  <l>And cleped hym in tho beleues</l>
                  <l>The god of marchantes, and of theues</l>
                  <l>But yet a ſterre vpon the heuen</l>
                  <l>He hath of planettes ſeuen</l>
                  <l>¶But Vulcanus, of whom I ſpake</l>
                  <l>He had a courbe vpon the backe</l>
                  <l>And therto he was hyppe halte</l>
                  <l>Of whom thou vnderſtonde ſhalt</l>
                  <l>He was a ſhrewe in al his youth</l>
                  <l>And he none other vertue couth</l>
                  <l>Of crafte to helpe hym ſelfe with</l>
                  <l>But onely that he was ſmyth</l>
                  <l>with Iupiter, whiche in his forge</l>
                  <l>Dyuers thynges made hym forge</l>
                  <l>So wote I not for what deſyre</l>
                  <l>They clepen hym the god of fyre.</l>
                  <l>¶Kynge of Cecile Hypolitus</l>
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                  <l>A ſonne hadde, and Eolus</l>
                  <l>He hyght, and of his fathers graunt</l>
                  <l>He helde by wey of couenaunt</l>
                  <l>The gouernaunce of euery yle</l>
                  <l>whiche was longende vnto Sicyle</l>
                  <l>Of hem that fro the londe foreyn</l>
                  <l>Lay vpon the wynde all pleyne</l>
                  <l>And fro thilke iles in to the londe</l>
                  <l>Full ofte cam the wynde to bonde</l>
                  <l>And after the name of hym for thy</l>
                  <l>The wyndes cleped Eoly</l>
                  <l>They were, &amp; be the god of wynde</l>
                  <l>Lo nowe howe this beleue is blynde.</l>
                  <l>¶The kynge of Crete Iupyter</l>
                  <l>The ſame, whiche I ſpake of er</l>
                  <l>Vnto his brother, whiche Neptune</l>
                  <l>was hote, it lyſt hym to commune</l>
                  <l>Parte of his good, ſo that by ſhyp</l>
                  <l>He made hym ſtronge of the lordſhyp</l>
                  <l>Of all the ſee in tho parties</l>
                  <l>where that he wrought his tirrannyes</l>
                  <l>And the ſtraunge yles aboute</l>
                  <l>He wan, that euery man hath doute</l>
                  <l>Vpon his marche for to ſayle</l>
                  <l>For he anone hem wolde aſſayle</l>
                  <l>And robbe, what thing that they ladde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>His ſaufe conduit, but if they hadden</l>
                  <l>wherof the commen voice aroos</l>
                  <l>In euery londe, that ſuche a loos</l>
                  <l>He caught, all nere it worth a ſtre</l>
                  <l>That he was cleped of the ſee</l>
                  <l>The god by name, and yet he is</l>
                  <l>with hem, that ſo beleue amys</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Neptune eke, was thilke alſo</l>
                  <l>whiche was the fyrſt founder tho</l>
                  <l>Of noble Troy, and he for thy</l>
                  <l>was well the more lette by</l>
                  <l>¶The loreſman of the ſhepeherdes</l>
                  <l>And eke of hem that netherdes</l>
                  <l>was of Archade, and hyght Pan</l>
                  <l>Of whom hath ſpoke many a man</l>
                  <l>For in the wodde of Nouarigne</l>
                  <l>Encloſed with the trees of pygne</l>
                  <l>And on the mount of Paryſie</l>
                  <l>He had of beaſtes the bailye</l>
                  <l>And eke beneth the valeye</l>
                  <l>where thilke ryuer, as men may ſeye</l>
                  <l>(whiche Ladon hight) made his cours</l>
                  <l>He was the chiefe of gouernours</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that kepten tame beaſtes</l>
                  <l>wherof they maken yet the feaſtes</l>
                  <l>In the citie of Stymphalydes</l>
                  <l>And forth withall yet netheles</l>
                  <l>He taught men the forth drawynge</l>
                  <l>Of beſtayle, and eke the makynge</l>
                  <l>Of oxen, and of hors the ſame</l>
                  <l>Howe men hem ſhulde ryde &amp; tame</l>
                  <l>Of foules eke, ſo as we fynde</l>
                  <l>Full many a ſubtyle crafte of kynde</l>
                  <l>He fonde, whiche no man knewe tofore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men dyd hym worſhyp eke therfore</l>
                  <l>That be the fyrſte in thylke londe</l>
                  <l>was, whiche the melody fonde</l>
                  <l>Of reedes, whan they weren rype</l>
                  <l>with double pypes, for to pype</l>
                  <l>Therof he yafe the fyrſt lore</l>
                  <l>Tyll afterwarde men couth more</l>
                  <l>To euery crafte of mannes helpe</l>
                  <l>He had a redy wytte to helpe</l>
                  <l>Through naturall experience</l>
                  <l>And thus the nice reuerence</l>
                  <l>Of fooles, whan that he was dede</l>
                  <l>The foote was tourned to the hede</l>
                  <l>And clepen hym god of nature</l>
                  <l>For ſo they maden his fygure</l>
                  <l>¶An other god, ſo as they fele</l>
                  <l>whiche Iupiter vpon Semele</l>
                  <l>Begatte in his auoutrie</l>
                  <l>whom for to hyde his lecherie</l>
                  <l>That none therof ſhall take kepe</l>
                  <l>In a mountayne for to kepe</l>
                  <l>whiche Dyon hight, &amp; was in Iude</l>
                  <l>He ſent, in bokes as I fynde</l>
                  <l>And he by name Bacchus hyght</l>
                  <l>which afterwarde, whan that he might</l>
                  <l>A waſtor was, and all his rent</l>
                  <l>In wyne and bordell he diſpent</l>
                  <l>But yet all were he wonder bad</l>
                  <l>Amonge the grekes a name be bad</l>
                  <l>They cleped hym the god of wyne</l>
                  <l>And thus a glotton was diuine.</l>
                  <l>¶There was yet Eſculapius</l>
                  <l>A god in thilke tyme as thus</l>
                  <l>His crafte ſtode vpon ſurgerie</l>
                  <l>But for the luſte of lecherie</l>
                  <l>That he to Daires donghter drough</l>
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                  <l>It fell, that Iupiter hym ſlough</l>
                  <l>And yet they made him nought for thy</l>
                  <l>A god, and wyſt no cauſe why</l>
                  <l>In Rome, he was longe tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>A god amonge the Romaynes tho</l>
                  <l>For as he ſayde of his preſence</l>
                  <l>There was diſtroyed a peſtylence</l>
                  <l>whan they to the yle of Delphos went</l>
                  <l>And that Apollo with hym ſent</l>
                  <l>This Eſculapius his ſonne</l>
                  <l>Amonge the Romaynes for to wonne</l>
                  <l>And there he dwelte for a whyle</l>
                  <l>Tyll afterwarde in to that yle</l>
                  <l>Fro when he cam, ayene he tourneth</l>
                  <l>where all his lyfe that he ſoiourneth</l>
                  <l>Amonge the grekes, tyll that he deyde</l>
                  <l>And they vpon hym than leyde</l>
                  <l>His name, and god of medicyne</l>
                  <l>He hatte, after that ilke lyne.</l>
                  <l>¶ An other god of Hercules</l>
                  <l>They made, whiche was netheles</l>
                  <l>A man, but that he was ſo ſtronge</l>
                  <l>In al this worlde that brode and longe</l>
                  <l>So myghty was no man, as he</l>
                  <l>Meruayles twelue in his degre</l>
                  <l>As it was couth in ſondry londes</l>
                  <l>He dyd with his owne hondes</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>geyne geauntes and monſters both</l>
                  <l>The whiche horrible were and loth</l>
                  <l>But he with ſtrength hem ouercam</l>
                  <l>wherof ſo great a price he nam</l>
                  <l>That they hym clepe amonges all</l>
                  <l>The god of ſtrengthe, and to hym calle</l>
                  <l>And yet there is no reaſon inne</l>
                  <l>For he a man was full of ſynne</l>
                  <l>which proued was vpon his ende</l>
                  <l>For in a rage hym ſelfe he brende</l>
                  <l>And ſuche a cruell mans dede</l>
                  <l>Accordeth nothynge with godhede.</l>
                  <l>¶ They had of goddes yet an other</l>
                  <l>whiche Pluto hight, &amp; was the brother</l>
                  <l>Of Iupiter, and he for youth</l>
                  <l>with euery worde, which cam to mouth</l>
                  <l>Of any thinge, when he was wroth</l>
                  <l>He wolde ſwere his common othe</l>
                  <l>By Lethen, and Phlegeton</l>
                  <l>By Cochetus, and Acheron</l>
                  <l>The whiche after the bokes telle</l>
                  <l>Ben the chiefe floodes of helle</l>
                  <l>By Segne, and Styge be ſwore alſo</l>
                  <l>That ben the depe pyttes two</l>
                  <l>Of helle, the moſt principall</l>
                  <l>Pluto theſe othes ouer all</l>
                  <l>Swore, of his common cuſtomaunce</l>
                  <l>Tyll it befelle vpon a chaunce</l>
                  <l>That he for Iupyters ſake</l>
                  <l>Vnto the goddes lette do make</l>
                  <l>A ſacrifice, and for that dede</l>
                  <l>One of the pyttes for his mede</l>
                  <l>In hell, of wiche I ſpake of er</l>
                  <l>was graunted hym / and thus be there</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fortune of this thynge</l>
                  <l>The name toke of helle kynge</l>
                  <l>¶Lo theſe goddes, and well mo</l>
                  <l>Amonge the grekes they had tho</l>
                  <l>And of goddeſſes many one</l>
                  <l>whoſe names thou ſhalt here anone</l>
                  <l>And in what wyſe they deceyuen</l>
                  <l>The foles, whiche her feith receyuen.</l>
               </lg>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Mater dearum.</head>
                  <lg>
                     <l>¶ So as Saturne is ſouerayne</l>
                     <l>Of falſe goddes, as they ſayne</l>
                     <l>So is Cybele of goddeſſes</l>
                     <l>The mother, whom without geſſes</l>
                     <l>The folke preyn, honour, and ſerue</l>
                     <l>As they, the whiche her lawe obſerue</l>
                     <l>But for to knowen vpon this</l>
                     <l>Fro when ſhe cam, and what ſhe is</l>
                     <l>Berecynthia the countre hyght</l>
                     <l>where ſhe cam firſt to mannes ſyght</l>
                     <l>And after was Saturnus wyfe</l>
                     <l>By whom thre children in her lyfe</l>
                     <l>She bare, and they were cleped tho</l>
                     <l>Iuno, Neptunus, and Pluto</l>
                     <l>The whiche of nyce fantaſye</l>
                     <l>The people wolde deifye</l>
                     <l>And for her children were ſo</l>
                     <l>Cybele than was alſo</l>
                     <l>Made a goddeſſe, and they her call</l>
                     <l>The mother of the goddes all</l>
                     <l>So was that name bore forth</l>
                     <l>And yet the cauſe is lyttell worth</l>
                     <l>¶A voyce vnto Saturne tolde</l>
                     <l>How that his owne ſonne hym ſhulde</l>
                     <l>Out of his reygne put away</l>
                     <l>And he bycauſe of thilke wey</l>
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                     <l>That hym was ſhape ſuche an hate</l>
                     <l>Cybele his wyfe began to hate</l>
                     <l>And eke her progenye bothe</l>
                     <l>And thus while that they were wrothe</l>
                     <l>By Philyra vpon a daye</l>
                     <l>In his auoutrie he laye</l>
                     <l>On whom he Iupiter begat</l>
                     <l>And thilke childe, was after that</l>
                     <l>which wrought al that was prophecied</l>
                     <l>As it tofore is ſpecified</l>
                     <l>So whan that Iupyter of Crete</l>
                     <l>was kynge, a wyfe vnto hym mete</l>
                     <l>The doughter of Cybele be toke</l>
                     <l>And that was Iuno, ſayth the boke</l>
                     <l>Of his deifycation</l>
                     <l>After the falſe opinion</l>
                     <l>That haue I tolde, ſo as they mene</l>
                     <l>And for this Iuno was the quene</l>
                     <l>Of Iupiter, and ſyſter eke</l>
                     <l>The fooles vnto her ſeke</l>
                     <l>And ſeyn, that ſhe is the goddeſſe</l>
                     <l>Of reignes bothe, and of rycheſſe</l>
                     <l>And eke ſhe, as they vnderſtonde</l>
                     <l>The water Nymphes hath in honde</l>
                     <l>To leaden at her owne beſte</l>
                     <l>And whan her lyſt the ſky tempeſt</l>
                     <l>The reynbowe is her meſſagere</l>
                     <l>Lo whiche a mysbeleue is here</l>
                     <l>That ſhe goddeſſe is of the ſky</l>
                     <l>I wote none other cauſe why</l>
                     <l>¶An other goddeſſe is Mynerue</l>
                     <l>To whom the grekes obey and ſerue</l>
                     <l>And ſhe was nygh the great lay.</l>
                     <l>Of Triton founde, where ſhe lay</l>
                     <l>A childe for caſt, but what ſhe was</l>
                     <l>There knewe no man the ſoth cas</l>
                     <l>But in Affrike ſhe was leyde</l>
                     <l>In the maner as I haue ſeyde</l>
                     <l>And caried from that ilke place</l>
                     <l>Into an yle farre in Trace</l>
                     <l>The whiche Pallene than hyght</l>
                     <l>where a norice hir kepte and dyght</l>
                     <l>And after for ſhe was ſo wyſe</l>
                     <l>That ſhe fonde fyrſt in her auyſe</l>
                     <l>The cloth makynge of woll and lyne</l>
                     <l>Men ſayden, that ſhe was deuyne</l>
                     <l>And the goddeſſe of ſapience</l>
                     <l>They clepen hir in that credence</l>
                     <l>¶ Of the goddeſſe / whiche Pallas</l>
                     <l>Is cleped, ſondry ſpeche was</l>
                     <l>One ſayth her father was Pallaunt</l>
                     <l>whiche in his tyme was a geaunt</l>
                     <l>A cruell man, a bataylous</l>
                     <l>An other ſayth, how in his hous</l>
                     <l>She was the cauſe why he deyde</l>
                     <l>And of this Pallas ſome eke ſayde</l>
                     <l>That ſhe Martes wyfe was, and ſo</l>
                     <l>Amonge the men that were tho</l>
                     <l>Of mysbeleue in the ryot</l>
                     <l>The goddeſſe of batayle ſhe hote</l>
                     <l>was, and yet ſhe bereth the name</l>
                     <l>Nowe loke how they be for to blame.</l>
                     <l>¶ Saturnus after his exile</l>
                     <l>Fro Crete cam in great perile</l>
                     <l>Into the londes of Itayle</l>
                     <l>And there he dyd great meruayle</l>
                     <l>wherof his name dwelleth yet</l>
                     <l>For he fonde of his owne wyt</l>
                     <l>The fyrſt crafte of plough tyllynge</l>
                     <l>Of earynge, and of corne ſowynge</l>
                     <l>And howe men ſhulde ſet vynes</l>
                     <l>And of the grapes make wines</l>
                     <l>All this he taught, and it felle ſo</l>
                     <l>His wyfe, the which cam with him tho</l>
                     <l>was cleped Ceres by name</l>
                     <l>And for ſhe taught alſo the ſame</l>
                     <l>And was his wyfe that ilke throwe</l>
                     <l>As it was to the people knowe</l>
                     <l>They made of Ceres a goddeſſe</l>
                     <l>In whom her tylthes yet they bleſſe</l>
                     <l>And ſayen that Triptolemus</l>
                     <l>Hir ſonne goth amonges vs</l>
                     <l>And makethe the corne good chepe ordere</l>
                     <l>Ryght as her lyſt fro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> yere to yere</l>
                     <l>So that this wyfe, bicauſe of this</l>
                     <l>Goddeſſe of corne cleped is.</l>
                     <l>¶ Kynge Iupiter, whiche his likynge</l>
                     <l>whylom fulfylled in all thynge</l>
                     <l>So pryuelyche about he ladde</l>
                     <l>His luſt, that be his wyll hadde</l>
                     <l>Of Latona, and on hir that</l>
                     <l>Dyane his doughter he begat</l>
                     <l>Vnknowen of his wyfe Iuno</l>
                     <l>But afterwarde ſhe knewe it ſo</l>
                     <l>That Latona for drede fled</l>
                     <l>Into an yle, where ſhe hyd</l>
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                     <l>Hir wombe, whiche of childe aroos</l>
                     <l>Thylke yle was cleped Deloos</l>
                     <l>In whiche Dyana was forthe brought</l>
                     <l>And kepte ſo, that her lacketh nought</l>
                     <l>And after whan ſhe was of age</l>
                     <l>She toke none hede of mariage</l>
                     <l>But out of mannes company</l>
                     <l>She toke hir all to venerye</l>
                     <l>In foreſte and in wylderneſſe</l>
                     <l>For there was all her beſyneſſe</l>
                     <l>By day, and eke by nyghtes tyde</l>
                     <l>with arowes brode vnder the ſyde</l>
                     <l>And bow in honde, of which ſhe ſlough</l>
                     <l>And toke, all that hir lyſt inough</l>
                     <l>Of beaſtes, whiche ben chaceable</l>
                     <l>wherof the cronyke of this fable</l>
                     <l>Sayth, that the gentyls moſt of all</l>
                     <l>worſhyp her, and to her calle</l>
                     <l>And the goddeſſe of hygh hylles</l>
                     <l>Of grene trees, of freſſhe welles</l>
                     <l>They clepen hir, in that beleue</l>
                     <l>whiche that no reaſon may acheue.</l>
                     <l>¶ Proſerpina whiche doughter was</l>
                     <l>Of Ceres, befelle this cas</l>
                     <l>whyle ſhe was dwellynge in Cecyle</l>
                     <l>Her mother in that ilke while</l>
                     <l>Vpon her bleſſynge, and her heſt</l>
                     <l>Bad, that ſhe ſhulde ben honeſt</l>
                     <l>And ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>re for to weaue and ſpynne</l>
                     <l>And dwelle at home, and kepe her inne</l>
                     <l>But ſhe caſt all that lore aweye</l>
                     <l>And as ſhe went her out to pleye</l>
                     <l>To gather floures in a playne</l>
                     <l>And that was vnder the mountayne</l>
                     <l>Of Ethna, felle the ſame tyde</l>
                     <l>Than Pluto cam the way ryde</l>
                     <l>And ſodeynly, er ſhe was ware</l>
                     <l>He toke her vp into his chare</l>
                     <l>And as they ryden in the felde</l>
                     <l>Her great beaute he behelde</l>
                     <l>whiche was ſo pleaſaunt in his eye</l>
                     <l>That for to holde in company</l>
                     <l>He wedded her, and helde her ſo</l>
                     <l>To ben his wyfe for euermo</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And as thou haſt tofore herde telle</l>
                     <l>Howe he was cleped god of belle</l>
                     <l>So is ſhe cleped the goddeſſe</l>
                     <l>Bycauſe of hym ne more ne leſſe</l>
                     <l>¶Lo thus my ſonne, as I the tolde</l>
                     <l>The grekes whylom by dayes olde</l>
                     <l>Her goddes had in ſondry wyſe</l>
                     <l>And through the lore of her appryſe</l>
                     <l>The Romaynes helde eke the ſame</l>
                     <l>And in worſhyp of her name</l>
                     <l>To euery god in ſpecyall</l>
                     <l>They made a temple forth withall</l>
                     <l>And eke of her yeres day</l>
                     <l>Attytled hadde, and of array</l>
                     <l>The temples weren than ordeyned</l>
                     <l>And eke the people was conſtreyned</l>
                     <l>To come and done her ſacrifyce</l>
                     <l>The preeſtes eke in her offyce</l>
                     <l>Solempne made thylke feaſtes</l>
                     <l>And thus the grekes lyke to beaſtes</l>
                     <l>That men in ſtede of god honour</l>
                     <l>which myght nought hem ſelfe ſocour</l>
                     <l>whyle that they were alyue here</l>
                     <l>And ouer this as thou ſhalt here</l>
                     <l>¶The grekes (fulfylled of fantaſy)</l>
                     <l>Sayne eke, that of the hylles hye</l>
                     <l>The goddes ben in ſpecyall</l>
                     <l>But of her name in generall</l>
                     <l>They hoten alle Satiry</l>
                     <l>¶There ben of nymphes properly</l>
                     <l>In the beleue of hem alſo</l>
                     <l>O reades they ſayden tho</l>
                     <l>Attytled ben to the montaynes</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And for the woddes in demeynes</l>
                     <l>To kepe, tho ben Dryades</l>
                     <l>Of freſſhe welles Naiades</l>
                     <l>And of the nymphes of the ſee</l>
                     <l>I fynde a tale in properte</l>
                     <l>Howe Dorus whilom kyng of grece</l>
                     <l>whiche hadde of infortune a pece</l>
                     <l>His wyfe forth with his doughter alle</l>
                     <l>So as the happes ſhulde falle</l>
                     <l>with many a gentylwoman there</l>
                     <l>Dreynt in the ſalte ſee they were</l>
                     <l>wherof the grekes that tyme ſayden</l>
                     <l>And ſuche a name vpon hem layden</l>
                     <l>Nereydes that they ben hote</l>
                     <l>The nymphes which that they note</l>
                     <l>To reygne vpon the ſtremes ſalte</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Lo nowe if this beleue halt</l>
                     <l>But of the nymphes as they telle</l>
                     <l>In euery place where they dwelle</l>
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                     <l>They ben all redy obeyſaunt</l>
                     <l>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>s damoyſelles attendaunt</l>
                     <l>To tho goddes, whoſe ſeruyſe</l>
                     <l>They mote obey in all wyſe</l>
                     <l>wherof the grekes to hem beſeke</l>
                     <l>with them that ben goddeſſes eke</l>
                     <l>And haue in hem a great credence</l>
                     <l>And yet without experience</l>
                     <l>Saufe onely of illuſyon</l>
                     <l>whiche was to hem dampnacion</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>For men alſo that were deed</l>
                     <l>They hadden goddes as I rede</l>
                     <l>And tho by name Manes hyghten</l>
                     <l>To who<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ful great honour they dyghten</l>
                     <l>So as the grekes lawe ſayth</l>
                     <l>whiche was ayene the right feyth</l>
                     <l>¶Thus haue I tolde a great partie</l>
                     <l>But all the holle progenie</l>
                     <l>Of goddes in that ilke tyme</l>
                     <l>To longe it were for to ryme</l>
                     <l>But yet of that, which thou haſt herde</l>
                     <l>Of mysbeleue, howe it hath ferde</l>
                     <l>There is a great diuerſite</l>
                     <l>¶My father ryght ſo thinketh me</l>
                     <l>But yet one thynge I you beſeche</l>
                     <l>whiche ſtant in all mennes ſpeche</l>
                     <l>The god, and the goddeſſe of loue</l>
                     <l>Of whom ye nothynge here aboue</l>
                     <l>Haue tolde, ne ſpoken of her fare</l>
                     <l>That ye me wolde nowe declare</l>
                     <l>Howe they fyrſt come to that name</l>
                     <l>¶My ſonne I haue lefte it for ſhame</l>
                     <l>Bycauſe I am her owne preeſt</l>
                     <l>But for they ſtonde nygh thy breſt</l>
                     <l>Vpon the ſhryfte of thy matere</l>
                     <l>Thou ſhalt of hem the ſoth here</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And vnderſtonde now well the cas</l>
                     <l>Venus Saturnus doughter was</l>
                     <l>whiche all daunger put aweye</l>
                     <l>Of loue, and fonde to luſt a weye</l>
                     <l>So that of her in ſondry place</l>
                     <l>Dyuers men fell in to grace</l>
                     <l>And ſuche a luſty lyfe ſhe ladde</l>
                     <l>That ſhe dyuers children hadde</l>
                     <l>Nowe one by this, now one by that</l>
                     <l>Of her it was that Mars begat</l>
                     <l>A childe, whiche cleped was Armene</l>
                     <l>Of her alſo cam Andragene</l>
                     <l>To whom Mercury father was</l>
                     <l>Anchyſes begatte Eneas</l>
                     <l>Of her alſo, and Herycon</l>
                     <l>Byten begatte, and thervpon</l>
                     <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that ſhe ſigh ther was none other</l>
                     <l>By Iupiter her owne brother</l>
                     <l>She lay, and he begat Cupyde</l>
                     <l>And thylke ſonne vpon a tyde</l>
                     <l>whan he was come vnto his age</l>
                     <l>He had a wonder fayre viſage</l>
                     <l>And fonde his mother amorous</l>
                     <l>And he was alſo lecherous</l>
                     <l>So whan they were bothe alone</l>
                     <l>As he whiche eyen had none</l>
                     <l>To ſe reſon / his mother kyſt</l>
                     <l>And ſhe alſo that nothyng wyſt</l>
                     <l>But that / whiche vnto his luſt belo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
                     <l>To bene her louer hym vnderfongeth</l>
                     <l>Thus was he blynde / and ſhe vnwys</l>
                     <l>But neuertheles this cauſe it is</l>
                     <l>whiche Cupide is the god of loue</l>
                     <l>For he his mother durſt loue</l>
                     <l>And ſhe, which thought her luſtes fo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                     <l>Diuers loues toke on honde</l>
                     <l>wel more than I the tel here</l>
                     <l>And for ſhe wolde her ſelfeſhere</l>
                     <l>She made comon that diſporte</l>
                     <l>And ſet a lawe of ſuche a porte</l>
                     <l>That euery woman myght take</l>
                     <l>what man her lyſte, and nought forſake</l>
                     <l>To ben as comon as ſhe wolde</l>
                     <l>She was the fyrſt alſo, whiche tolde</l>
                     <l>That women ſhulde her body ſelle</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>Semyramys ſo as men telle</l>
                     <l>Of Venus kepte thilke appryſe</l>
                  </lg>
                  <lg>
                     <l>And ſo dyd in the ſame wyſe</l>
                     <l>Of Rome faire Neabolye</l>
                     <l>whiche ſold her body to Regoly</l>
                     <l>She was to euery man felawe</l>
                     <l>And helde the luſt of thilke lawe</l>
                     <l>whiche Venus of her ſelfe beganne</l>
                     <l>wherof that ſhe the name wanne</l>
                     <l>why men her clepen the goddeſſe</l>
                     <l>Of loue, and eke of gentylneſſe</l>
                     <l>Of worldes luſt, and of pleaſaunce</l>
                     <l>¶ Se nowe the foule myſcreaunce</l>
                     <l>Of grekes in thilke tyme tho</l>
                     <l>whan Venus toke her name ſo</l>
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                     <l>There was no cauſe vnder the mone</l>
                     <l>Of the which they hadde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tho to done</l>
                     <l>Of wel or wo where ſo it was</l>
                     <l>That they no token in that caas</l>
                     <l>A god to helpe or a goddeſſe</l>
                     <l>wherof to take my wytneſſe.</l>
                  </lg>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota de epiſtola Dindimi regis Bragmanno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>um Alexandro magno directa, vbi dicit, ꝙ Gre<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ci <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ad corporis co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeruacione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ꝓ ſigulis me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bris ſingulos deos ſpecialiter appropriari credunt.</head>
               <l>¶ The kynge of Bragma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s Dyndymus</l>
               <l>wrote vnto Alyſander thus</l>
               <l>In blamynge of the grekes feyth</l>
               <l>And of the myſbyleue he ſayth</l>
               <l>Howe they for euery membre hadden</l>
               <l>A ſondry god, to whom they ſpradden</l>
               <l>Her armes, and of helpe beſoughten</l>
               <l>¶ Mynerue for the hede they ſoughte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
               </l>
               <l>For ſhe was wyſe, and of a man</l>
               <l>The wytte and reaſon whiche he can</l>
               <l>Is in the celles of the brayn</l>
               <l>wherof they made her ſouerayn</l>
               <l>¶ Mercurye, whiche was in his dawes</l>
               <l>A great ſpeker of fals lawes</l>
               <l>On hym the kepynge of the tonge</l>
               <l>They layd, whan they ſpeke or ſonge</l>
               <l>¶ For Bacchus was a gloton eke</l>
               <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> in for the throte they byſeke</l>
               <l>That he it wolde waſſhen ofte</l>
               <l>with foo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e drynkes and with ſofte</l>
               <l>¶ The god of ſhulders and of armes</l>
               <l>was Hercules, for he in armes</l>
               <l>The myghtyeſt was to fyght</l>
               <l>To hym the lymmes they behyght</l>
               <l>¶ The god whom they clepen Mart</l>
               <l>The breſt to kepe hath for his part</l>
               <l>For with the herte in his ymage</l>
               <l>That he addreſſe to his courage</l>
               <l>¶ And of the galle the goddeſſe</l>
               <l>For ſhe was ful of haſtyneſſe</l>
               <l>Of wrath, and lyght to greue alſo</l>
               <l>They made, and ſayd, it was Iuno</l>
               <l>¶Cupyde whiche the brond of fyre</l>
               <l>Bare in his hond, he was the ſyre</l>
               <l>Of the ſtomocke, whiche boyleth euer</l>
               <l>wherof the luſtes ben the leuer</l>
               <l>¶To the goddeſſe Cereres</l>
               <l>whiche of the corne yafe her encrees</l>
               <l>Vpon the feyth that tho was take</l>
               <l>The wombes cure was betake</l>
               <l>¶And Venus through the lechery</l>
               <l>For whiche they her deifye</l>
               <l>She kept all doune the remenaunt</l>
               <l>To thylke office appertinaunt.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de prima Idolorum cultura / que ex tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus precipne ſtatuis exorta eſt / quarum prima fuit illa / quam in filii ſui memoria<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> quida<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceps nomine Cirophanes a ſculptore Promotheo fabricari conſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Thus was dyſpers in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>The myſbyleue as I deuyſe</l>
                  <l>with many an ymage of entaylle</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche as myght hem not auayle</l>
                  <l>For thy withoute lyues chere</l>
                  <l>Vnmyghty be to ſe, or here</l>
                  <l>Or ſpeke, or do, or elles fele</l>
                  <l>And yet the fooles to hem knele</l>
                  <l>whiche is her owne hande werke</l>
                  <l>A lord howe this byleue is derke</l>
                  <l>And fer fro reaſonable wytte</l>
                  <l>And netheles they don it yet</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That was this day a raggyd tre</l>
                  <l>To morowe vpon his maieſte</l>
                  <l>Stant in the Temple wel beſeyne</l>
                  <l>Howe myght a mans reaſon ſeyn</l>
                  <l>That ſuche a ſtocke may helpe or greue?</l>
                  <l>But they, that ben of ſuche beleue</l>
                  <l>And vnto ſuche goddes calle</l>
                  <l>It ſhall to hem ryght ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>And faylen at moſt nede</l>
                  <l>But if the lyſt to taken heede</l>
                  <l>And of the fyrſt ymage wyte</l>
                  <l>Petronius therof hath wryte</l>
                  <l>And eke Nygargarus alſo</l>
                  <l>And they afferme and wryte ſo</l>
                  <l>That Promotheus was tofore</l>
                  <l>And fonde the fyrſt craft therfore</l>
                  <l>And Cyrophanes, as they telle</l>
                  <l>Through cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſel, which was take in hell</l>
                  <l>In reme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>brau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce of his lignage</l>
                  <l>Let ſetten vp the fyrſt ymage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Cyrophanes ſeyth the booke</l>
                  <l>That he for ſorow, whiche he toke</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſygh his ſonne deede</l>
                  <l>Of comfort knewe none other rede</l>
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                  <l>But lete do make in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>A fayre ymage of his ſemblaunce</l>
                  <l>And ſet it in the market place</l>
                  <l>whiche openly to fore his face</l>
                  <l>Stood euery day, to done hym eaſe</l>
                  <l>And they that than wolden pleaſe</l>
                  <l>The fader, ſhuld it obeye</l>
                  <l>whan that they comen thylke weye.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Secunda ſtatuta fuit illa / quam ad ſui patris Beli culturam, rex Ninus fieri et adorari decre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uit, Et ſic de nomine Beli poſtea Bel et Belze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bub Idolum accreuit.</head>
               <l>¶And of Nynus kynge of Aſſyre</l>
               <l>I rede, howe that in his Empyre</l>
               <l>He was next after the ſecond</l>
               <l>Of hem, that fyrſt ymages founde</l>
               <l>For he ryght in ſemblable caas</l>
               <l>Of Belus, whiche his fader was</l>
               <l>From Nembroth in the ryght lyne</l>
               <l>Lete make of gold and ſtones fyne</l>
               <l>A precyous ymage ryche</l>
               <l>After his fader euenlyche</l>
               <l>And therupon a lawe he ſette</l>
               <l>That euery man of pure dette</l>
               <l>with ſacryfyce, and with truage</l>
               <l>Honour ſhuld thylke ymage</l>
               <l>So that within tyme it felle</l>
               <l>Of Belus cam the name of Belle</l>
               <l>Of Bel cam Belſabub, and ſo</l>
               <l>The myſbyleue went tho.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Tercia ſtatuta fuit illa, que ad honorem Apis Regis Grecoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſculpta fuit, cui poſtea nome<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Se<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>rapis iupone<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tes ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> quaſi deu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> pagani coluerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The thyrd ymage next to this</l>
                  <l>whan the kynge of Grece Apys</l>
                  <l>was deed, they made a fygure</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n reſemblaunce of his ſtature</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of this kynge Apys ſeyth the booke</l>
                  <l>That Serapys his nome tooke</l>
                  <l>In whom through longe contynuance</l>
                  <l>Of myſbyleue a great creaunce</l>
                  <l>They hadden, and the reuerence</l>
                  <l>Of ſacryfyce and of encence</l>
                  <l>To hym they made, and as they telle</l>
                  <l>Amonge the wonders, that befelle</l>
                  <l>whan Alexander fro Candace</l>
                  <l>Cam rydend in a wylde place</l>
                  <l>Vnder an hylle a caue he fond</l>
                  <l>And Candalus, whiche in that lond</l>
                  <l>was bore, and was Candaces ſonne</l>
                  <l>Hym told, howe that of comon wonne</l>
                  <l>The goddes were in thylke caue</l>
                  <l>And he that wolde aſſaye and haue</l>
                  <l>A knoweleygnge, if it be ſoth</l>
                  <l>Lyght of his bors, and in he gothe,</l>
                  <l>And fond therin, that he ſought</l>
                  <l>For through the fendes ſleyght hym thought</l>
                  <l>Amonge other goddes mo</l>
                  <l>That Serapys ſpake to hym tho</l>
                  <l>whome he ſygh there in great araye</l>
                  <l>And thus the fende from day to daye</l>
                  <l>The worſhyp of ydolatrye</l>
                  <l>Drough forth vpon the fantaſye</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that were than blynde</l>
                  <l>And couthen nought the trouth fynde</l>
                  <l>Thus haſt thou herd in what degre</l>
                  <l>Of Grece, Egypte, and Chaldee</l>
                  <l>The myſbyleue whylome ſtood</l>
                  <l>And howe ſo they be not good</l>
                  <l>Ne trewe, yet they ſprongen oute</l>
                  <l>wherof the wyde worlde aboute</l>
                  <l>His parte of myſbyleue toke</l>
                  <l>Tyl ſo befelle, as ſeyth the boke</l>
                  <l>That god a people for hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>Hath choſe, of the lynages twelue</l>
                  <l>wherof the ſothe redyly</l>
                  <l>As it is wryten in Geneſy</l>
                  <l>I thynke telle in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That it ſhall be to thyn a pryſe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De hebreorum ſeu Iudeorum ſecta, quorum Sinogoga, eccleſia Criſti ſuperueniente, defecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶After the flood, fro whiche Noe</l>
                  <l>was ſaufe, the worlde in his degree</l>
                  <l>was made as who ſeyth newe ageyn</l>
                  <l>Of flour, of fruit of gras, of greyn</l>
                  <l>Of beeſt, of byrd, and of mankynde</l>
                  <l>whiche euer hath be to god vnkynd</l>
                  <l>For not withſtondinge all the fare</l>
                  <l>Of that this worlde was made ſo bare</l>
                  <l>And afterward it was reſtored</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men was nothynge mored</l>
                  <l>Toward god of good lyuynge</l>
                  <l>But all was torned to lykynge</l>
                  <l>After the fleſſhe, ſo that foryete</l>
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                  <l>was he, whiche yafe hem lyfe and mete</l>
                  <l>Of heuen and erth creatour</l>
                  <l>And thus cam forth the great errour</l>
                  <l>That they the hyghe god ne knewe</l>
                  <l>But maden other goddes newe</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt herd me ſayd tofore</l>
                  <l>There was no man that tyme bore</l>
                  <l>That he ne had after his choys</l>
                  <l>A god, to whom ye yafe his voys</l>
                  <l>wherof the myſbeleue cam</l>
                  <l>In to the tyme of Abraham</l>
                  <l>But he fonde oute the ryght wey</l>
                  <l>Howe onely men ſhuld obeye</l>
                  <l>The hyghe god, whiche weldeth all</l>
                  <l>And euer hath done, and euer ſhall</l>
                  <l>In heuen, in erth, and eke in helle</l>
                  <l>There is no tonge his myght may telle</l>
                  <l>This Patriarche to his lynage</l>
                  <l>Forbad, that they to none ymage</l>
                  <l>Enclyne ſhuld in no wyſe</l>
                  <l>But her offrende and ſacryfyſe</l>
                  <l>with all the hole hertes loue</l>
                  <l>Vnto the myghty god aboue</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden yeue, and to no mo</l>
                  <l>And thus en thylke tyme tho</l>
                  <l>Began that ſect vpon this erthe</l>
                  <l>whiche of byleues was the ferthe</l>
                  <l>Of ryghtwyſnes it was conceyued</l>
                  <l>So muſt it nedes be receyued</l>
                  <l>Of hym, that all ryght is ynne</l>
                  <l>The hygh god, whiche wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>A people vnto his owne feyth</l>
                  <l>On Abraham the grounde he leyth</l>
                  <l>And made hym for to multyply</l>
                  <l>In to ſo great a progeny</l>
                  <l>That they Egypte all ouer ſprad</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Phaaro with wronge hem lad</l>
                  <l>In ſeruytude ayen the pees</l>
                  <l>Tyl god let ſend Moyſes</l>
                  <l>To make the delyueraunce</l>
                  <l>And for his people great vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>He toke, which is to here a wonder</l>
                  <l>The kyng was ſlayn, the lond put vnder</l>
                  <l>God bad the reed ſe deuyd</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtode vpryght on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>And yafe vnto his people aweye</l>
                  <l>That they on fote it paſſed dreye</l>
                  <l>And gone ſo forth in to deſert</l>
                  <l>where for to kepe hem in couert</l>
                  <l>The dayes whan the ſonne brent</l>
                  <l>A large cloude hem ouer went</l>
                  <l>And for to wyſſen hem by nyght</l>
                  <l>A fyry pyller hem alyght</l>
                  <l>And whan that they for honger pleyn</l>
                  <l>The myghty god began to reyne</l>
                  <l>Manna fro heuen downe to ground</l>
                  <l>wherof that eche of hem hath funde</l>
                  <l>His fod, ſuche ryght as hym lyſt</l>
                  <l>And for they ſhuld vpon hym tryſt</l>
                  <l>Ryght as who ſet a tonne a broche</l>
                  <l>He perced the hard roche</l>
                  <l>And ſpronge oute water all at wylle</l>
                  <l>That man and beſt hath dronke his fille</l>
                  <l>And afterward he yafe the lawe</l>
                  <l>To Moyſes, that hem withdrawe</l>
                  <l>They ſhuld not fro that he had</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe they be lad</l>
                  <l>Tyl they toke in poſſeſſyon</l>
                  <l>The londes of promyſſyon</l>
                  <l>where that Caleph and Ioſue</l>
                  <l>The marches vpon ſuche degre</l>
                  <l>Departen after the lynage</l>
                  <l>That eche of hem as herytage</l>
                  <l>His pourpartye hath vnderfonge</l>
                  <l>And thus ſtode this beleue longe</l>
                  <l>whiche of prophetes was gouerned</l>
                  <l>And they had eke the people lerned</l>
                  <l>Of great honour, that ſhuld hem falle</l>
                  <l>But at moſt nede of all</l>
                  <l>They fayleden, whan Chryſt was bore</l>
                  <l>But howe that they her feith haue lore</l>
                  <l>It nedeth nought to tellen all</l>
                  <l>The mater is ſo generall</l>
                  <l>¶whan Lucyfer was beſt in heuen</l>
                  <l>And ought moſte haue ſtonde in euen</l>
                  <l>Towardes god he toke debate</l>
                  <l>And for that he was obſtynate</l>
                  <l>And wold nought to trouth enclyne</l>
                  <l>He fel for euer in to ruyne</l>
                  <l>¶And Adam eke in paradys</l>
                  <l>whan he ſtode moſt in all his prys</l>
                  <l>After the ſtate of Innocence</l>
                  <l>Ayen the god brake his defence</l>
                  <l>And fell out of his place awey</l>
                  <l>And ryght by ſuche maner weye</l>
                  <l>The Iewes in her beſt plyte</l>
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                  <l>whan that they ſhuld moſt parfyte</l>
                  <l>Haue ſtonde vpon the prophecye</l>
                  <l>Tho fellen they to moſte folye</l>
                  <l>And hym, whiche was fro heuen come</l>
                  <l>And of a mayd his fleſſh hath nome</l>
                  <l>And was amonge hem bore and fed</l>
                  <l>As men that wolden nought be ſped</l>
                  <l>Of goddes ſonne, with o voys</l>
                  <l>They henge and ſlough vpon the croys</l>
                  <l>wherof the parfyte of her lawe</l>
                  <l>Fro then forth hem was withdrawe</l>
                  <l>So that they ſtonde of no meryte</l>
                  <l>But in truage as folke ſubgect</l>
                  <l>withoute propyrte of place</l>
                  <l>They lyuen oute of goddes grace</l>
                  <l>Dyſpers in all londes oute</l>
                  <l>And thus the feyth is come aboute</l>
                  <l>That wylome in the Iewes ſtode</l>
                  <l>whiche is nought parfytelych good</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To ſpeke as it is nowe befalle</l>
                  <l>There is a feyth abouen alle</l>
                  <l>In which the trouthe is comprehended</l>
                  <l>wherof that we ben all amended.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De fide Chriſtiana, in qua perfecte legis com<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>plementu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, ſummi miſtirii ſacramentu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, noſtre<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſal nacionis fu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dame<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ifallibiliter co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſiftere creditur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The hygh almyghty maieſte</l>
                  <l>Of ryghtwyſnes, and of pyte</l>
                  <l>The ſynne, whiche that Adam wrought</l>
                  <l>whan he ſygh tyme ayene he bought</l>
                  <l>And ſend his ſonne fro the heuen</l>
                  <l>whiche mans ſowle hath ſet in euen</l>
                  <l>And hath his grace reconciled</l>
                  <l>Fro whiche the man was fyrſt exiled</l>
                  <l>And in hym ſelfe ſo ſore fall</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt whiche is befall</l>
                  <l>That he ne myght hym ſelfe aryſe</l>
                  <l>¶Gregorye ſayth in his apryſe</l>
                  <l>It helpeth nought aman be bore</l>
                  <l>If goddes ſonne were vnbore</l>
                  <l>For than through the fyrſt ſynne</l>
                  <l>which Adam whylom brought vs ynne</l>
                  <l>There ſhulden all men be loſt</l>
                  <l>But Chryſt reſtoreth thylke loſt</l>
                  <l>And bought it with his fleſſhe and blod</l>
                  <l>And if we thynken, howe it ſtood</l>
                  <l>Of thylke raunſon, whiche he payd</l>
                  <l>As ſeynt Gregorye it wrote and ſayd</l>
                  <l>All was behouely to the man</l>
                  <l>For that, wherof his wo began</l>
                  <l>was after cauſe of all his welth</l>
                  <l>whan he, whiche is the welle of helthe</l>
                  <l>The hyghe creatour of lyfe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the nede of ſuche a ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>So wold he for his creature</l>
                  <l>Take on hym ſelfe the forfeture</l>
                  <l>And ſuffer for the mans ſake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus may no reaſon wel forſake</l>
                  <l>That thylke ſynne orygynal</l>
                  <l>Ne was the cauſe in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>Of mans worſhyp at laſt</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhall withouten end laſt</l>
                  <l>For by that cauſe the godhede</l>
                  <l>Aſſembled was with the manhede</l>
                  <l>In the vyrgyne, where he nome</l>
                  <l>Oure fleſſhe, and very man become</l>
                  <l>Of bodely fraternyte</l>
                  <l>wherof the man in his degre</l>
                  <l>Stant more worth, as I haue told</l>
                  <l>Than he ſtode erſt by many fold</l>
                  <l>Through baptyſme of the newe lawe</l>
                  <l>Of whiche Chryſt lord is and felawe</l>
                  <l>Through vertu of his myght</l>
                  <l>whiche in Mary was alyght</l>
                  <l>To bydge mans ſowle ageyne</l>
                  <l>And this beleue is ſo certayne</l>
                  <l>So full of grace and of vertu</l>
                  <l>That what man clepeth to Ieſu</l>
                  <l>In clene lyfe forth with good dede</l>
                  <l>He may not faylen of heuen mede</l>
                  <l>So that it ſtonte vpon beleue</l>
                  <l>That euery man may wel acheue</l>
                  <l>whiche taken hath the ryght feyth</l>
                  <l>For elles, as the goſpel ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Saluacion there may be none</l>
                  <l>And for to preche therupon</l>
                  <l>Chryſt had to his apoſtles all</l>
                  <l>The whos power as nowe is falle</l>
                  <l>On vs, that ben of holy churche</l>
                  <l>If we the good dedes worch</l>
                  <l>For feyth, but if there be good dede</l>
                  <l>Thapoſtle feyth, is worth no mede</l>
                  <l>¶Now were it good, that thou for thy</l>
                  <l>whiche through baptyſme propyrly</l>
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                  <l>Art vnto Chryſtes feyth profeſſed</l>
                  <l>Beware that thou be not oppreſſed</l>
                  <l>with antichryſtes lollardy</l>
                  <l>For as the Iewes prophecye</l>
                  <l>was ſet of god for auauntage</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo this newe tapynage</l>
                  <l>Of lolardye goth aboute</l>
                  <l>To ſette Chryſtes feyth in doute</l>
                  <l>The ſayntes, that were vs tofore</l>
                  <l>By whome the feyth was fyrſt vp bore</l>
                  <l>That holy churche ſtode releued</l>
                  <l>They oughte better be beleued</l>
                  <l>Than theſe, whiche that men knowe</l>
                  <l>Not holy, though they feyne &amp; blowe</l>
                  <l>Her lollardye in mennes ere</l>
                  <l>But if thou wylt lyue oute of fere</l>
                  <l>Suche newe lore I rede eſchewe</l>
                  <l>And hold forth ryght the weye, &amp; ſewe</l>
                  <l>As thyn aunceſtres dyd er this</l>
                  <l>So ſhalt thou nought beleue amys</l>
                  <l>Chryſte wrought fyrſt, and after taught</l>
                  <l>So that his dede the word araught</l>
                  <l>He <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>afe enſample in his parſone</l>
                  <l>And we the wordes haue alone</l>
                  <l>Lyke to the tre with leues grene</l>
                  <l>Vpon the whiche no fruyt is ſene.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ta ꝙ tum Anibenor palladium Troie a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>erue abſtulit, Thoas ibidem ſum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>uro corruptus oculos auertit, et <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> quaſi non videns ſcienter fieri permiſit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>The preſt Thoas, which of Minerue</l>
                  <l>The temple had for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>And the Palladyon of Troye</l>
                  <l>Kepte vnder keye: for moneye</l>
                  <l>Of Anthenor, whiche he hath nome</l>
                  <l>Hath ſuffred Anthenor to come</l>
                  <l>And the Palladyon to ſtele</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>herof the worſhyp and the wele</l>
                  <l>Of the Troians was ouerthrowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Thoas at ſame throwe</l>
                  <l>whan Anthenor this Iewele toke</l>
                  <l>wynkend caſt awey his loke</l>
                  <l>For a deceyte, and for a wyle</l>
                  <l>As he that ſhuld hym ſelf begyle</l>
                  <l>He hyd his eyen fro the ſyght</l>
                  <l>And wende wel, that he ſo myght</l>
                  <l>Excuſe his fals conſcyence</l>
                  <l>I wote not if thylke euydence</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now at this tyme in her eſtates</l>
                  <l>Excuſe myght the prelates</l>
                  <l>Knowend how that the feith diſcreſyth</l>
                  <l>And al moral vertu ceſſeth</l>
                  <l>wherof that they the keyes here</l>
                  <l>But yet hem lyketh not to ſtere</l>
                  <l>Her gooſtly eye for to ſe</l>
                  <l>The worlde in his aduerſyte</l>
                  <l>They wol no laboure vndertake</l>
                  <l>To kepe that hem is betake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Chryſte dyed hym ſelfe for the feyth</l>
                  <l>But nowe our ferful prelate ſeyth</l>
                  <l>The lyfe is ſwete, and that he kepeth</l>
                  <l>So that the feyth vnholpe ſlepyth</l>
                  <l>And they vnto her eaſe entenden</l>
                  <l>And in her luſt her lyf diſpenden</l>
                  <l>And euery man do what hym lyſt</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtant this worlde fulfylled of myſt</l>
                  <l>That no man ſeeth the ryght weye</l>
                  <l>The wordes of the churche keye</l>
                  <l>Through myſhandlynge ben miſwreint</l>
                  <l>The worldes wawe hath welnigh dreint</l>
                  <l>The ſhyp, whiche Peter hath to ſtere</l>
                  <l>The forme is kept, but the matere</l>
                  <l>Tranſformed is in other wyſe</l>
                  <l>But if they weren goſtly wyſe</l>
                  <l>And that the preſtes were good</l>
                  <l>As they by olde dayes ſtode</l>
                  <l>It were than lytel nede</l>
                  <l>Among the men to taken hede</l>
                  <l>Of that they heren pſeudo telle</l>
                  <l>whiche nowe is come for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>To ſowe Cockyl with the corn</l>
                  <l>So that the tylthe is nygh forlorn</l>
                  <l>whiche Chryſt ſewe fyrſt his own hond</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſtant the Cockylle in the lond</l>
                  <l>where ſtode whylom the good greyne</l>
                  <l>For the prelates nowe, as men ſeyne</l>
                  <l>For ſlouthen that they ſhuld tylle</l>
                  <l>And that I trowe be the ſkylle</l>
                  <l>whan there is lacke in hem aboue</l>
                  <l>The people is ſtraunged to the loue</l>
                  <l>Of trouth, in cauſe of ignoraunce</l>
                  <l>For where there is no purueaunce</l>
                  <l>Of lyght, men erren in the darke</l>
                  <l>But if the prelates wolden werke</l>
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                  <l>Vpon the feyth, whiche they vs teache</l>
                  <l>Men ſhulden nought her way ſeche</l>
                  <l>without lyght as nowe is vſed</l>
                  <l>Men ſe the charge all day, refuſed</l>
                  <l>whiche holy churche hath vndertake.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Gregorius. Quando Petrus cum Iudea / Andreas cum Achia, Thomas cum India / et Paulus cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> gente venient, quid dicemus nos mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derni, quoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> foſſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> talentu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ꝓ nichilo co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>putabitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But who that wolde enſample take</l>
                  <l>Gregory vpon his O melye</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the ſlouth of Preclacye</l>
                  <l>Compleyneth hym, and thus he ſayth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Peter, father of the faith</l>
                  <l>At Domesday ſhall with hym brynge</l>
                  <l>Iudeam, whiche through his preching</l>
                  <l>He wan, and Andrewe with Achay</l>
                  <l>Shall come his dette for to pay</l>
                  <l>And Thomas eke with his beyete</l>
                  <l>Of Inde, and Poule the routes great</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry londes to preſent</l>
                  <l>And we fulfylled of londe &amp; rent</l>
                  <l>whiche of this worlde we holden here</l>
                  <l>with voyde hondes ſhall appere</l>
                  <l>Touchende our cure ſpirtuall</l>
                  <l>whiche is our charge in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>I not what thynge it may amount</l>
                  <l>Vpon thilke ende of our accompte</l>
                  <l>whiche Chriſt hym ſelfe is auditour</l>
                  <l>which taketh none hede of vein honour</l>
                  <l>The office of the Chauncellery</l>
                  <l>Or of the kynges treaſory</l>
                  <l>Ne for to wryte, ne for to tayle</l>
                  <l>To warrant may not than auayle</l>
                  <l>The worlde, which now ſo wel we trow</l>
                  <l>Shall make vs than but a mowe</l>
                  <l>So paſſe we without mede</l>
                  <l>That we none otherwyſe ſpede</l>
                  <l>But as we rede, that he ſpedde</l>
                  <l>The whiche his lordes beſaunt hedde</l>
                  <l>And thervpon gat none encrees</l>
                  <l>But at his tyme netheles</l>
                  <l>what other man his thanke deſerue</l>
                  <l>The worlde ſo luſty is to ſerue</l>
                  <l>That we with hym ben all accorded</l>
                  <l>And that is wyſt and well recorded</l>
                  <l>Through out this erthe in all londes</l>
                  <l>Let knyghtes wynne with her bondes</l>
                  <l>For our tonges ſhall be ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And ſtande vpon the fleſſhes wyll</l>
                  <l>It were a trauayle for to preche</l>
                  <l>The fayth of Chriſt, as for to teche</l>
                  <l>The folke paynem, it woll not be</l>
                  <l>But euery prelate holde his ſee</l>
                  <l>with all ſuche as he may gette</l>
                  <l>Of luſty drynke / of luſty meate</l>
                  <l>wherof the body fatte and full</l>
                  <l>Is vnto goſtely labour dulle</l>
                  <l>And ſlough to handle thylke plough</l>
                  <l>But els we ben ſwyfte inough</l>
                  <l>Towarde the worldes auarice</l>
                  <l>And that is as a ſacrifyce</l>
                  <l>whiche after that thapoſtle ſayth</l>
                  <l>Is openly ayene the fayth</l>
                  <l>Vnto the idols youe and graunted</l>
                  <l>But netheles as it is nowe haunted</l>
                  <l>And vertue chaunged into vice</l>
                  <l>So that largeſſe is auarice</l>
                  <l>In whoſe chaptre nowe we trete</l>
                  <l>¶ My father this matter is bete</l>
                  <l>So far / that euer whyle I lyue</l>
                  <l>I ſhall the better hede yeue</l>
                  <l>Vnto my ſelfe by many weye</l>
                  <l>But ouer this nowe wolde I prey</l>
                  <l>To wyte what the braunches are</l>
                  <l>Of auarice, and howe they fare</l>
                  <l>Als well in loue as otherwyſe.</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne and I the ſhall deuyſe</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a maner as they ſtonde</l>
                  <l>So that thou ſhalt vnderſtonde.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>A gros iungit agris Cupidus domibꝰ domoſ<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan>
                  </l>
                  <l>Poſsidiat totam ſic quaſi ſolus humum</l>
                  <l>Solus et innumeros mulierum ſpirat amores</l>
                  <l>Vt ſacra millenis ſit ſibi culta Venus.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic tractat Confeſſor ſuper illa ſpetie auaritie, que cupiditas dicitur / quam in amoris cauſa pertractans amanti ſuper hoc opponit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Dame auarice is nought ſoleyne</l>
                  <l>whiche is of golde the capiteyne</l>
                  <l>But of her courte in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>After the ſchole of her apryſe</l>
                  <l>She hath of ſeruauntes many one</l>
                  <l>wherof that couetyſe is one</l>
                  <l>whiche with the large worlde about</l>
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                  <l>To ſeche thauauntages out</l>
                  <l>where that he maye the profyte wynne</l>
                  <l>To auarice and bryngeth it inne</l>
                  <l>That one halt, &amp; that other draweth</l>
                  <l>There is no day whiche hem bedaweth</l>
                  <l>No more the ſonne than the mone</l>
                  <l>whan there is any thynge to done</l>
                  <l>And namely with couetyſe</l>
                  <l>For he ſtant out of all aſſyſe</l>
                  <l>Of reaſonable mans fare</l>
                  <l>where he purpoſeth hym to fare</l>
                  <l>Vpon his lucre, and his beyete</l>
                  <l>The ſmall pathe, the large ſtrete</l>
                  <l>The furlonge, and the longe myle</l>
                  <l>All is but one for thilke whyle</l>
                  <l>And for that he is ſuche one holde</l>
                  <l>Dame auarice hym hath with holde</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is the princypall</l>
                  <l>Outwarde for he is ouer all</l>
                  <l>A purue our, and an eſpye</l>
                  <l>For ryght as of an hungry py</l>
                  <l>The ſtorue beaſtes ben awayted</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo is couetyſe affayted</l>
                  <l>To loke where be may purchace</l>
                  <l>For by his wyll be wolde enbrace</l>
                  <l>All that this wyde wolrde beclyppeth</l>
                  <l>But euer be ſomwhat ouerhyppeth</l>
                  <l>That he may nought all fulfylle</l>
                  <l>The luſtes of his gredy wylle</l>
                  <l>But where it falleth in a londe</l>
                  <l>That couetyſe in myghty honde</l>
                  <l>Is ſette, it is full harde to fede</l>
                  <l>For than he taketh none other hede</l>
                  <l>But that he may purchace and gete</l>
                  <l>His conſcience hath all foryete</l>
                  <l>And not what thynge it may amount</l>
                  <l>That be ſhall afterwarde accompte</l>
                  <l>But as the Luce in his degre</l>
                  <l>Of tho, that leſſe ben than he</l>
                  <l>The fyſſhes gredily deuoureth</l>
                  <l>So that no water hem ſocoureth</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo no lawe may reſcowe</l>
                  <l>Fro hym, that woll not ryghte allowe</l>
                  <l>For where that ſuche one is of myghte</l>
                  <l>His wyll ſhall ſtonde in ſtede of ryghte</l>
                  <l>Thus ben the men diſtroyed full ofte</l>
                  <l>Tyll that the great god alofte</l>
                  <l>Ayene ſo great a couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Redreſſe it in his owne wyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in example of all tho</l>
                  <l>I fynde a tale written ſo</l>
                  <l>The whiche for it is good to lere</l>
                  <l>Hereafterwarde thou ſhalt here.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit Confeſſor exemplum contra mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nates cupidos / Et narrat de Craſſo Romanor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Imperatore qui turrimin qua ſpeculum Virgi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> Rome fixum extiterat, doloſo circumuentus cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piditate euertit, vnde non ſolum ſui ipſius perdi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cionem ſed tocius ciuitatis intollerabilem dam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>num contingere cauſauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶whan Rome ſtode in noble plite</l>
                  <l>Virgile, whiche was tho parfite</l>
                  <l>A mirrour made of his clergie</l>
                  <l>And ſette it in the townes eye</l>
                  <l>Of marbre on a pyller without</l>
                  <l>That they by thirty myle about</l>
                  <l>By day and eke alſo by nyght</l>
                  <l>In that myrrour beholde myght</l>
                  <l>Her ennemyes / if any were</l>
                  <l>with all her ordynaunce there</l>
                  <l>whiche they ayene the citie caſt</l>
                  <l>So that whyle thilke myrrour laſt</l>
                  <l>Ther was no lond, which might acheue</l>
                  <l>with werre Rome for to greue</l>
                  <l>wherof was great enuy tho</l>
                  <l>And it felle that ilke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>That Rome had werres ſtronge</l>
                  <l>Ageyne Carthage, and ſtode longe</l>
                  <l>The two cities vpon debate</l>
                  <l>Carthage ſygh the ſtronge aſtate</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, in thilke myrrour ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And thought all priuely to fonde</l>
                  <l>To ouerthrowe it by ſome wyle</l>
                  <l>And Haniball was thilke whyle</l>
                  <l>The prince and leader of Carthage</l>
                  <l>whiche had ſette all his courage</l>
                  <l>Vpon knyghthode in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That he by worthy and by wyſe</l>
                  <l>And by none other, was counſayled</l>
                  <l>wherof the worlde is yet meruayled</l>
                  <l>Of the maiſtries that he wrought</l>
                  <l>Vpon the marches, whiche he ſoughte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And felle in thilke tyme alſo</l>
                  <l>The kynge of Puyle, whiche was tho</l>
                  <l>Thought ayene Rome to rebelle</l>
                  <l>And thus was take the quarelle</l>
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                  <l>Howe to diſtroy the myrrour</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Rome tho was emperour</l>
                  <l>Craſſus, which was ſo couetous</l>
                  <l>That he was euer deſyrous</l>
                  <l>Of golde to gette the pyllage</l>
                  <l>wherof that Puyle, and eke Carthage</l>
                  <l>with philoſophers wyſe and great</l>
                  <l>Begynne of this matter to treat</l>
                  <l>And at laſt in this degree</l>
                  <l>There was philoſophers thre</l>
                  <l>To do this thyng whiche vndertoke</l>
                  <l>And thervpon they with hem toke</l>
                  <l>A great treaſure of golde in cotres</l>
                  <l>To Rome, &amp; thus theſe philoſophers</l>
                  <l>To gether in company went</l>
                  <l>But no man wyſt what they ment</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan they to Rome come were</l>
                  <l>So priuely they dwelt there</l>
                  <l>As they that thoughten to deceyue</l>
                  <l>was none, that myght of hem perceiue</l>
                  <l>Tyll they in ſondry ſtedes haue</l>
                  <l>Her golde vnder the erthe begraue</l>
                  <l>In two treaſours that to beholde</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde ſeme as they were olde</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth than vpon a day</l>
                  <l>All openly in good araye</l>
                  <l>To themperour they hem preſent</l>
                  <l>And tolden, it was her entent</l>
                  <l>To dwelle vnder his ſeruyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he hem aſketh in what wyſe</l>
                  <l>And they hym told in ſuch a plyte</l>
                  <l>That eche of hem had a ſpirite</l>
                  <l>The whiche ſlepende a nyght appereth</l>
                  <l>And hem by ſondry dremes lereth</l>
                  <l>After the worlde that hath betyd</l>
                  <l>Vnder the grounde if ought be hyd</l>
                  <l>Of olde treaſour at any throwe</l>
                  <l>They ſhall it in her ſweuen knowe</l>
                  <l>And vpon this condition</l>
                  <l>They ſein, what golde vnder the towne</l>
                  <l>Of Rome is hyd, they woll it fynde</l>
                  <l>There ſhall nought be lefte behinde</l>
                  <l>Be ſo that he the balue dele</l>
                  <l>Hem graunt, &amp; he aſſenteth wele</l>
                  <l>And thus cam ſleyght for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>with couetyſe as I the telle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This emperour badde redily</l>
                  <l>That they be lodged faſt by</l>
                  <l>where he his owne body laye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan it was at morowe day</l>
                  <l>That one of hem ſaythe, that he mette</l>
                  <l>where he a golde boorde ſhall ſette</l>
                  <l>wherof this emperour was glad</l>
                  <l>And thervpon anone he bad</l>
                  <l>His mynours for to go, and myne</l>
                  <l>And he hym ſelfe of that couyne</l>
                  <l>Goth forthe withall, and at his honde</l>
                  <l>The treaſour redy there he fonde</l>
                  <l>where as they ſayde it ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>And who was than glad but be?</l>
                  <l>¶Vpon that other day ſeconde</l>
                  <l>They haue an other golde horde fonde</l>
                  <l>whiche the ſeconde mayſter toke</l>
                  <l>Vpon his ſweuen, and vndertoke</l>
                  <l>And thus the ſothe experience</l>
                  <l>To themperour yafe ſuche credence</l>
                  <l>That all his truſt, and all his feith</l>
                  <l>So ſykerlyche on hem he layth</l>
                  <l>Of that he fonde hym ſo releued</l>
                  <l>That they be parfitely beleued</l>
                  <l>As though they were goddes thre</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken the ſubtylite.</l>
                  <l>The thirde mayſter ſhulde mete</l>
                  <l>whiche as they ſayden was vnmete</l>
                  <l>Aboue hem all, and couth moſte</l>
                  <l>And he without noyſe or boſte</l>
                  <l>All priuelyche, ſo as he wolde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe his ſweuen tolde</l>
                  <l>To the emperour ryght in his eare</l>
                  <l>And ſayde hym, that he wyſt were</l>
                  <l>A treaſour was, ſo plentious</l>
                  <l>Of golde / and eke ſo precious</l>
                  <l>Of iewelles, and of ryche ſtones</l>
                  <l>That it to all his hors at ones</l>
                  <l>It were a charge ſuffiſaunt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde vpon this couenaunt</l>
                  <l>was glad, and aſketh where it was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The maiſter ſayde vnder the glas</l>
                  <l>He tolde hym eke as for the myne</l>
                  <l>He wolde ordeyne ſuche engyne</l>
                  <l>That they the werke ſhulde vnderſette</l>
                  <l>with tymbre, and without lette</l>
                  <l>Men may the treaſour ſauely delue</l>
                  <l>So that the myrrour by hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>without empeirement ſhal ſtonde</l>
                  <l>All this the maiſter vpon honde</l>
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                  <l>Hath vndertake in all weye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lorde, whiche had his wyt awey</l>
                  <l>And was with couetyſe blent</l>
                  <l>Anone therto yafe his aſſent</l>
                  <l>And thus to myne forth withall</l>
                  <l>The tymbre ſette vp ouer all</l>
                  <l>wherof the pyller ſtode vpryght</l>
                  <l>Tyll it befelle vpon a nyght</l>
                  <l>Theſe clerkes, when they were ware</l>
                  <l>Howe that the tymber only bare</l>
                  <l>The pyller, where the myrrour ſtode</l>
                  <l>Her ſleyght no man vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>They go by nyght vnto the myne</l>
                  <l>with pitche, with ſulphur, &amp; with roſyne</l>
                  <l>And when the cite was a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>A wylde fyre in to the depe</l>
                  <l>They caſt amonge the tymber werke</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth while the night was derke</l>
                  <l>Deſguyſed in a poore araye</l>
                  <l>They paſſeden the towne or day</l>
                  <l>And whan they comen vpon an hylle</l>
                  <l>They ſyghen howe the myrrour fylle</l>
                  <l>wherof they made ioye inough</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem with other lough</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: Lo what couetyſe</l>
                  <l>May do, with hem that he not wyſe?</l>
                  <l>And that was proued afterwarde</l>
                  <l>For euery londe to Romewarde</l>
                  <l>whiche had be ſubiecte tofore</l>
                  <l>when this myrrour was ſo forlore</l>
                  <l>And they the wonder herde ſeye</l>
                  <l>Anone begonne diſobeye</l>
                  <l>with werres vpon euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>And thus hath Rome loſt his pryde</l>
                  <l>And was defouled ouer all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For this I fynde of Hanyball</l>
                  <l>That be of Romaynes in a day</l>
                  <l>whan he hem fonde out of aray</l>
                  <l>So great a multitude ſlough</l>
                  <l>That of gold rynges, which he drough</l>
                  <l>Of gentyll handes, that ben deade</l>
                  <l>Buſſhelles full thre, I rede</l>
                  <l>He fylled / and made a brydge alſo</l>
                  <l>That he myght ouer Tyber go</l>
                  <l>Vpon the corps that dede were</l>
                  <l>Of the Romaynes, whiche he ſlough there</l>
                  <l>¶But nowe to ſpeke of the iuyſe</l>
                  <l>The whiche after the couetyſe</l>
                  <l>was take vpon this emperour</l>
                  <l>For he diſtroyed the myrrour</l>
                  <l>It is a wonder for to here</l>
                  <l>The Romaynrs maden a chayer</l>
                  <l>And ſette her emperour therin</l>
                  <l>And ſayden, for he wolde wynne</l>
                  <l>Of golde the ſuperfluite</l>
                  <l>Of golde he ſhulde ſuche plente</l>
                  <l>Receyue, tyll he ſayde bo</l>
                  <l>And with golde, which they hadde tho</l>
                  <l>Boylende hote within a panne</l>
                  <l>Into his mouth they poure thanne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the thirſt of gold was queint</l>
                  <l>with gold, whiche had ben atteint</l>
                  <l>¶wherof my ſonne thou myght here</l>
                  <l>whan couetyſe hath loſt the ſtere</l>
                  <l>Of reaſonable gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>There falleth ofte great greuance</l>
                  <l>For there may he no werſe thynge</l>
                  <l>Than couetyſe about a kynge</l>
                  <l>If it in his perſone be</l>
                  <l>It doth the more aduerſite</l>
                  <l>And if it in his counſayle ſtonde</l>
                  <l>It bryngeth all day miſchiefe to honde</l>
                  <l>Of common harme and if it growe</l>
                  <l>within his court it woll be knowe</l>
                  <l>For than ſhall the kyng be pylled</l>
                  <l>The man, whiche hath his londe tylled</l>
                  <l>Awayteth nought more redily</l>
                  <l>The herueſt, than they gredily</l>
                  <l>Ne make than warde and watche</l>
                  <l>where they the profyt myghten catche</l>
                  <l>And yet full ofte it falleth ſo</l>
                  <l>As men may ſene amonge hem tho</l>
                  <l>That he, whiche moſt coueyteth faſt</l>
                  <l>Hath leeſt auauntage at laſt</l>
                  <l>For whan fortune is there agayne</l>
                  <l>Though he coueyte, it is in vayne</l>
                  <l>The happes ben nought al lyche</l>
                  <l>One is made poore, an other ryche</l>
                  <l>The courte to ſome it dothe profyte</l>
                  <l>And ſome ben euer in one plyte</l>
                  <l>And yet they both alyche ſore</l>
                  <l>Coueyte, but fortune is more</l>
                  <l>Vnto that one part fanourable</l>
                  <l>And though it be nought reaſonable</l>
                  <l>This thynge may a man ſene al day</l>
                  <l>wherof that I the telle may</l>
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                  <l>After enſample in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Howe euery man may take his chaunce</l>
                  <l>Or of rycheſſe, or of pouerte</l>
                  <l>How ſo it ſtande of the deſerte</l>
                  <l>Here is nought euery thynge acquite</l>
                  <l>For ofte a man may ſe this yet</l>
                  <l>That who beſt doth, leſt tho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>k ſhal haue</l>
                  <l>It helpeth nought the worlde to craue</l>
                  <l>whiche out of reule and of meaſure</l>
                  <l>Hath euer ſtande in auenture</l>
                  <l>As well in courte, as els where</l>
                  <l>And howe in olde dayes there</l>
                  <l>It ſtode ſo as the thynges felle</l>
                  <l>I thynke a tale for to telle.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum contra illos, qui in do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mibus regum ſernientes, pro eo ꝙ ipſi ſecundu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> eorum cupiditate<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> promoti non exiſtunt / de regio ſeruitio <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan>uis i<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> eoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> defectu indiſcrete murmura<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶In a cronyke this I rede</l>
                  <l>About a kynge, as muſt nede</l>
                  <l>There was knyghtes and ſquiers</l>
                  <l>Great route, and eke offycers</l>
                  <l>Some of longe tyme hym had ſerued</l>
                  <l>And thoughte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, that they haue deſerued</l>
                  <l>Auauncement, and gone without</l>
                  <l>And ſome alſo ben of the route</l>
                  <l>That comen but a whyle agone</l>
                  <l>And they auaunced were anone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe olde men vpon this thyng</l>
                  <l>So as they durſt ageyne the kynge</l>
                  <l>Amonge hem ſelfe compleynen ofte</l>
                  <l>But there is nothynge ſayde ſo ſofte</l>
                  <l>That it ne cometh out at laſt</l>
                  <l>The kynge it wyſt, anone als faſt</l>
                  <l>As he whiche was of hygh prudence</l>
                  <l>He ſhope therfore an euidence</l>
                  <l>Of hem that playnen in the cas</l>
                  <l>To knowe in whoſe defaute it was</l>
                  <l>And all within his owne entent</l>
                  <l>That no man wyſt what it ment</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Anone be lette two cofres make</l>
                  <l>Of one ſemblaunce, of one make</l>
                  <l>So lyche, that no lyfe thilke throwe</l>
                  <l>That one may fro that other knowe</l>
                  <l>They were in to his chaumber brought</l>
                  <l>But no man wote why they be brought</l>
                  <l>And netheles the kynge hath bede</l>
                  <l>That they be ſette in preuy ſtede</l>
                  <l>As he that was of wyſedome ſlygh</l>
                  <l>whan he therto his tyme ſygh</l>
                  <l>All priueliche, that none it wyſt</l>
                  <l>His owne bondes that one kyſt</l>
                  <l>Of fyne golde / and of fyne perye</l>
                  <l>The whiche out of his treſorie</l>
                  <l>was take, anone he fylde full</l>
                  <l>That other coffre of ſtrawe and mull</l>
                  <l>with ſtones meued he fylde alſo</l>
                  <l>Thus be they full bothe two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So that erelyche vpon a day</l>
                  <l>He had within / there he lay</l>
                  <l>There ſhulde to fore his bedde</l>
                  <l>A bourde vp ſette, and fayre ſpredde</l>
                  <l>And than he let the cofres fette</l>
                  <l>Vpon the bourde and did hem ſet</l>
                  <l>He knewe the names well of tho</l>
                  <l>The whiche ayene hym grutched ſo</l>
                  <l>Both of his chambre, and of his halle</l>
                  <l>Anone and ſent for hem alll</l>
                  <l>And ſayde to hem in this wyſe:</l>
                  <l>¶There ſhall no man his hap deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>I wote well ye haue longe ſerued</l>
                  <l>And god wote what ye haue deſerued</l>
                  <l>But if it is alonge on me</l>
                  <l>Of that ye vnauaunced be</l>
                  <l>Or els if it belonge on you</l>
                  <l>The ſoth ſhall be preued nowe</l>
                  <l>To ſtoppe with your euyll worde</l>
                  <l>Lo here two cofers on the borde</l>
                  <l>Cheſe whiche you lyſt of both two</l>
                  <l>And wyteth well, that one of tho</l>
                  <l>Is with treaſour ſo full begone</l>
                  <l>That if ye happe therupon</l>
                  <l>Ye ſhal be riche men for euer</l>
                  <l>Nowe cheſe &amp; take whiche you is leuer</l>
                  <l>But be well ware, er that ye take</l>
                  <l>For of that one I vndertake</l>
                  <l>There is no maner good therin</l>
                  <l>wherof ye myght profite wynne</l>
                  <l>Nowe goth to gether of one aſſent</l>
                  <l>And maketh your aduiſement</l>
                  <l>For but I you this day auaunce</l>
                  <l>It ſtant vpon your owne chaunce</l>
                  <l>All onely in default of grace</l>
                  <l>So ſhall be ſhewe in this place</l>
                  <l>Vpon you all well afyne</l>
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                  <l>That no defaute ſhall be myn</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They knelen all, and with one voys</l>
                  <l>The kynge they thanken of this choys</l>
                  <l>And after that they vp aryſe</l>
                  <l>And gon a ſyde, and hem auyſe</l>
                  <l>And at laſt they acorde</l>
                  <l>wherof her tale to recorde</l>
                  <l>To what yſſue they ben falle</l>
                  <l>A knyght ſhall ſpeke for hem alle</l>
                  <l>He kneleth downe to the kynge</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, that they vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>Or for to wynne, or for to leſe</l>
                  <l>Ben all auyſed for to cheſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho toke this knyght a yerd on hond</l>
                  <l>And goth there as the cofers ſtond</l>
                  <l>And with thaſſent of euerychone</l>
                  <l>He leyd his yard vpon one</l>
                  <l>And ſeyth the kynge, howe thylke ſame</l>
                  <l>They cheſe in reguerdon by name</l>
                  <l>And preith him that they might it haue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The king, which wold his honour ſaue</l>
                  <l>whan he hath herd the comon voys</l>
                  <l>Hath graunted hem her owne choys</l>
                  <l>And toke hem therupon the keye</l>
                  <l>But for he wolde it were ſeye</l>
                  <l>what good they haue, as they ſuppoſe</l>
                  <l>He had anone the cofer vncloſe</l>
                  <l>whiche was fulfilled with ſtraw &amp; ſtones</l>
                  <l>Thus be they ſerued all at ones</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kynge than in the ſame ſtede</l>
                  <l>Anone that other Cofer vndede</l>
                  <l>where as they ſawen great rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>wel more than they couthen geſſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo, ſeyth the kynge, nowe may ye ſee</l>
                  <l>That there is no defaute in me</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſelfe I wol acquyte</l>
                  <l>And bereth ye your owne wyte</l>
                  <l>Of that fortune hath you refuſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was this wyſe kynge excuſed</l>
                  <l>And they lefte of her euyl ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And mercy of her kynge beſeche.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota de diuiciarum accidencia / vbi narrat, qualiter Fredericus Romanoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> imperator duos <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>anperes andiuit litigantes, quorum vnus dixit Bene poteſt ditari, quem rex vult ditare. Et alius dixit quem deus vult ditare diues erit / que rex cum ad experime<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>to<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> poſtea probata fuiffet, ill equi deum innocabat paſtellum auto plinum ſortit<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> eſt, alius vero caponis paſtellum ſorte preelegit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Somdele to this mater lyke</l>
                  <l>I fynde a tale, howe Frederyke</l>
                  <l>Of Rome that tyme Emperour</l>
                  <l>Herde, as he wente. a great clamour</l>
                  <l>Of two beggers vpon the weye</l>
                  <l>That one of hem began to ſeye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Halord wel may the man be ryche</l>
                  <l>whome that a kynge lyſt to ryche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other ſayd no thynge ſoo</l>
                  <l>But he is ryche, and wel bego</l>
                  <l>To whome that god wol ſend wele</l>
                  <l>And thus they maden wordes fele</l>
                  <l>wherof this lord hath hede nome</l>
                  <l>And dyd hem both for to come</l>
                  <l>To the payleys, where he ſhall ete</l>
                  <l>And bad ordeyn for her mete</l>
                  <l>Two paſteys, whiche he lete do make</l>
                  <l>A capon in that one was bake</l>
                  <l>And in that other for to wynne</l>
                  <l>Of floreyns all that may within</l>
                  <l>He let do put a great riches</l>
                  <l>And euen as lyche as man may geſſe</l>
                  <l>Outward they were both two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This begger was commaunded tho</l>
                  <l>He that whiche held hym to the kynge</l>
                  <l>That he fyrſt cheſe vpon this thynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſawe hem, but he felt hem nought</l>
                  <l>So that vpon his owne thought</l>
                  <l>He cheſe the capon, and forſoke</l>
                  <l>That other, whiche his felawe toke</l>
                  <l>But whan he wyſt howe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth aloude, that men it herde</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue I certaynly conceyued</l>
                  <l>That he may lyghtly be deceyued</l>
                  <l>That tryſteth vnto mans helpe</l>
                  <l>But wel is hym, that god wol helpe</l>
                  <l>For he ſtant on the ſyker ſyde</l>
                  <l>whiche elles ſhulde go beſyde</l>
                  <l>I ſe my felawe wel recouer</l>
                  <l>And I mote dwelle ſtill pouer</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus ſpake the begger his entent</l>
                  <l>And powre he cam, and powre he went</l>
                  <l>Of that he hath rycheſſe ſought</l>
                  <l>His infortune it wolde nought</l>
                  <l>So may it ſhewe in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Betwene fortune and couetyſe</l>
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                  <l>The chance is caſt vpon a dee</l>
                  <l>But yet a man may full ofte ſee</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>owe of ſuche netheles</l>
                  <l>whiche euer put hem ſelfe in pres</l>
                  <l>To get hem good, and yet they fayle</l>
                  <l>¶And for to ſpeke of this entayle</l>
                  <l>Touchende of loue in thy mattere</l>
                  <l>My good ſonne as thou myght here</l>
                  <l>That ryght as it with tho men ſtood</l>
                  <l>Of infortune of worldes good</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt me herde tell aboue</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo full ofte it ſtant by loue</l>
                  <l>Though thou coueyte it euermore</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte haue no dele the more</l>
                  <l>But only that, whiche is the ſhape</l>
                  <l>The remenant is but a iape</l>
                  <l>And netheles inowe of tho</l>
                  <l>There ben, that nowe coueite ſo</l>
                  <l>That where as they a woman ſe</l>
                  <l>ye ten or twelue though there be</l>
                  <l>The loue is nowe ſo vnauiſed</l>
                  <l>That where the beautie ſtant aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>The mans herte anone is there</l>
                  <l>And rouneth tales in her ere</l>
                  <l>And ſeyth, howe that he loueth ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>And thus he ſette hym to coueyte</l>
                  <l>And hondred though he ſawe a day</l>
                  <l>So wolde he more than he may</l>
                  <l>So for the great couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Of ſotye and fool empriſe</l>
                  <l>In eche of hem he fynt ſomwhat</l>
                  <l>That pleaſeth hym, or this or that</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe is whyte of ſkynne</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe is noble of kynne</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe hath a rody cheke</l>
                  <l>Some one, for that ſhe ſemeth meke</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe hath eyen greye</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe can laugh and pleye</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe is longe and ſmalle</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe is lyte and talle</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe is pale and bleche</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe is ſofte of ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Some one, for that ſhe is camuſed</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe hath nat be vſed</l>
                  <l>Some one, for ſhe can daunce and ſyng</l>
                  <l>So that ſome thyng of his lykyng</l>
                  <l>He fynt: and though no more he fele</l>
                  <l>But that ſhe hath a lytell hele</l>
                  <l>It is inough, that he therfore</l>
                  <l>Hir loue, and thus an hundred ſcore</l>
                  <l>whyle they be newe, he wolde he had</l>
                  <l>whom he forſaketh, ſhe is bad</l>
                  <l>The blynde man no colour demeth</l>
                  <l>But all is one ryght as hym ſemeth</l>
                  <l>So hath his luſt no iugement</l>
                  <l>whom couetyſe of loue blent</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh, that to his couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Howe all the worlde ne may ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>For by his wylle he wolde haue all</l>
                  <l>If that it myght ſo befall</l>
                  <l>Thus is he comon as the ſtrete</l>
                  <l>I ſet nought of his beyete.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne haſte thou ſuche couetyſe?</l>
                  <l>¶ Nay fader ſuche loue I deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>And whyle I lyue ſhal don euer</l>
                  <l>For in good feyth yet had I leuer</l>
                  <l>Than to coueyte in ſuche aweye</l>
                  <l>To ben for euer tyll I deye</l>
                  <l>As pouer as Iob, and loueles</l>
                  <l>Out taken one; for haueles,</l>
                  <l>His thonkes is no man a lyue.</l>
                  <l>For than a man ſhulde all vnthryue</l>
                  <l>There ought no wyſe man coueyte</l>
                  <l>The lawe was not ſet ſo ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſelfe with all to ſaue</l>
                  <l>Suche one there is I wold haue</l>
                  <l>And none of all this other mo</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne of that thou woldeſt ſo</l>
                  <l>I am not wroth, but ouer this</l>
                  <l>I woll the telle, howe it is</l>
                  <l>For there be men, whiche other wyſe</l>
                  <l>Ryght onely for the couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Of that they ſeen a woman ryche</l>
                  <l>There wol they all her loue affyche</l>
                  <l>Nought for the beaute of her face</l>
                  <l>Ne yet for vertu ne for grace</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhe hath elles ryght ynough</l>
                  <l>But for the parke and for the plough</l>
                  <l>And other thingis, which therto lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
                  <l>For in none other wyſe hem longeth</l>
                  <l>To loue, but if they profyte fynde</l>
                  <l>And if the profyte be behynde</l>
                  <l>Her loue is euer leſſe and leſſe</l>
                  <l>For after that ſhe hath rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Her loue is of proportion</l>
                  <l>If thou haſt ſuche condition</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>My ſonne telle ryght as it is</l>
                  <l>¶ Myn holy fader nay ywys</l>
                  <l>Condycyon ſuche haue I none</l>
                  <l>For truly fader I loue one</l>
                  <l>So well, with all myn hertes thought</l>
                  <l>That certes though ſhe had nought</l>
                  <l>And were as power as Medea</l>
                  <l>whiche was exyled for Creuſa</l>
                  <l>I wolde her nought the leſſe loue</l>
                  <l>Ne though ſhe were at her aboue</l>
                  <l>As was the ryche quene Candace</l>
                  <l>whiche to deſerue loue and grace</l>
                  <l>To Alyſander, that was kynge</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>afe many a worthy ryche thynge</l>
                  <l>Or elles as Panthaſylee</l>
                  <l>whiche was the quene of Femyne</l>
                  <l>And great rycheſſe with her nam</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe for loue of Hector cam</l>
                  <l>To Troye, in reſcous of the towne</l>
                  <l>I am of ſuche condycion</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hat though my lady of her ſelue</l>
                  <l>were alſo ryche, as ſuche twelue</l>
                  <l>I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>nth not, though it were ſo</l>
                  <l>No better loue her, than I do</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>or I loue in ſo playne a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That for to ſpeke of couetyſe</l>
                  <l>As for pouerte, or for rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Thy loue is nother more ne leſſe</l>
                  <l>Fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> in good feyth I trowe this</l>
                  <l>So couetous no man there is</l>
                  <l>For why, and he my lady ſye</l>
                  <l>That he through lokynge of his eye</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld haue ſuche a ſtrocke within</l>
                  <l>That for no golde he myght wyn</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld nought her loue aſterte</l>
                  <l>But if he lefte there his herte</l>
                  <l>Be ſo it were ſuche a man</l>
                  <l>That couthe ſkylle of a woman</l>
                  <l>For there be men ſo rude ſome</l>
                  <l>whan they amonge the women come</l>
                  <l>They gon vnder protectyon</l>
                  <l>That loue and his affectyon</l>
                  <l>Ne ſhal not take hem by the ſleue</l>
                  <l>For they ben oute of that beleue</l>
                  <l>Hem luſteth of no lady chere</l>
                  <l>But euer thynkend there and here</l>
                  <l>where as the golde is in the cofer</l>
                  <l>And wol none other loue profre</l>
                  <l>But who ſo wote, what loue amou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>teth</l>
                  <l>And by reaſon trulyche acompteth</l>
                  <l>Than may he knowe, and taken hede</l>
                  <l>That all the luſt of woman hede</l>
                  <l>whiche may ben in a ladys face</l>
                  <l>My lady hath, and eke of grace</l>
                  <l>If men ſhuld yeuen her apryſe</l>
                  <l>They may wel ſeye, howe ſhe is wyſe</l>
                  <l>And ſober, and ſymple of countenance</l>
                  <l>And all that to good gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>Belongeth of a worthy wyght</l>
                  <l>She hath playnly: for thylke nyght</l>
                  <l>That ſhe was bore, as for the nones</l>
                  <l>Nature ſet in her at ones</l>
                  <l>Beaute with bounte ſo beſeyn</l>
                  <l>That I may well afferme and ſeyn</l>
                  <l>I ſawe yet neuer creature</l>
                  <l>Of comly hede, and of feture</l>
                  <l>In any kynges regyon</l>
                  <l>Be lyche her in comparyſon</l>
                  <l>And therto, as I haue you tolde</l>
                  <l>Yet hath ſhe more a thouſand folde</l>
                  <l>Of bounte, and ſhortly to telle</l>
                  <l>She is pure heede and welle</l>
                  <l>And myrroure, and enſample of good</l>
                  <l>who ſo her vertues vnderſtood</l>
                  <l>Me thynketh it ought ynough ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>withouten other couetyſe</l>
                  <l>To loue ſuche one, and to ſerue</l>
                  <l>whiche with her chere can deſerue</l>
                  <l>To be beloued better ywys</l>
                  <l>Than ſhe par cas that rycheſt is</l>
                  <l>And hath of golde a mylyon</l>
                  <l>Suche hath be myn opynyon</l>
                  <l>And euer ſhall, But neuertheles</l>
                  <l>I ſay nought ſhe is haueles</l>
                  <l>That ſhe nis ryche, and well at eſe</l>
                  <l>And hath ynough, wherwith to pleſe</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, whome that her lyſt</l>
                  <l>But one thynge I wolde wel ye wyſt</l>
                  <l>That neuer for no worldes good</l>
                  <l>Myn hert vnto her warde ſtood</l>
                  <l>But onely ryght for pure loue</l>
                  <l>That wote the hygh god aboue</l>
                  <l>Nowe fader what ſay ye therto?</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne I ſaye it is wel do</l>
                  <l>For take of this ryght good beleue</l>
                  <l>what man that wol hym ſelfe releue</l>
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                  <l>To loue, in any other wyſe</l>
                  <l>He ſhall wel fynde his couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Shall ſore greue hym at laſte</l>
                  <l>For ſuche a loue may not laſte</l>
                  <l>But nowe men ſeyn in oure dayes</l>
                  <l>Men maken but a fewe aſſayes</l>
                  <l>But if the cauſe be rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>For thy the loue is well the leſſe</l>
                  <l>And who that wold enſamples telle</l>
                  <l>By olde dayes as they felle</l>
                  <l>Than myght a man wel vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Suche loue may not longe ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Now herken ſonne, &amp; thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>A great enſample of this matere</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum contra iſtos / qui non propter amorem ſed propter diuicias ſponſalia fumunt. Et narrat de quodam regis Apulie Se neſcalo / qui non ſolum propter pecuniam vxore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> duxit, ſed eciam pecunie commercis vxorem ſibi deſponſatum vendidit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶To trete vpon the cas of loue</l>
                  <l>So as we to<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d here aboue</l>
                  <l>I fynde wryte a wonder thynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Puyle whylom was a kynge</l>
                  <l>A man of hygh complexion</l>
                  <l>And yonge, but his affectyon</l>
                  <l>After the nature of his age</l>
                  <l>was yet not falle in his courage</l>
                  <l>The luſt of woman for to knowe</l>
                  <l>So it betyd vpon a throwe</l>
                  <l>This lorde felle in to great ſekenes</l>
                  <l>Phyſyke hath done the beſynes</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry cures many one</l>
                  <l>To make hym holle, and therupon</l>
                  <l>A worthy mayſter, whiche there was</l>
                  <l>Yafe hym counſeyle vhon this cas</l>
                  <l>That if he wolde haue parfyte hele</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld with a woman dele</l>
                  <l>Atreſſ he, a yonge, a luſty wyght</l>
                  <l>To don hym companye a nyght</l>
                  <l>For than he ſayde hym redely</l>
                  <l>That he ſhal be al hole ther by</l>
                  <l>And other wyſe he knewe no cure</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng whiche ſtode in a venture</l>
                  <l>Of lyfe and deth for medicine</l>
                  <l>Aſſented was and of couyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His ſtewarde whom he truſteth well</l>
                  <l>He toke and tolde hym euery dele</l>
                  <l>How that this mayſter had ſayde</l>
                  <l>And thervpon he hath hym prayde</l>
                  <l>And charged vpon his lygeaunce</l>
                  <l>That he do make purueaunce</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche one as be couenable</l>
                  <l>For his pleaſaunce, and delitable</l>
                  <l>And badde hym, how that euer it ſtode</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall ſpare for no good</l>
                  <l>For his wyll is ryght well to pay</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtewarde ſayde, he wolde aſſay</l>
                  <l>¶But now here after thou ſhalt wyte</l>
                  <l>As I fynde in the bokes wryte</l>
                  <l>what couetyſe in loue doth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This ſtewarde, for to telle ſoth</l>
                  <l>Amonges all the men on alyue</l>
                  <l>A luſty lady hath to wyue</l>
                  <l>whiche netheles for golde he toke</l>
                  <l>And nought for loue, as ſayth the boke</l>
                  <l>A ryche marchaunt of the londe</l>
                  <l>Her fader was, and he her fonde</l>
                  <l>So worthely, and ſuche rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, and ſuche largeſſe</l>
                  <l>with her he yafe in mariage</l>
                  <l>That onely for thilke auauntage</l>
                  <l>Of good, the ſtewarde hath her take</l>
                  <l>For lucre, and nought for loues ſake</l>
                  <l>And that was afterwarde wel ſene</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken, what it woll mene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtewarde in his owne hert</l>
                  <l>Sigh that his lorde may not aſterte</l>
                  <l>His maladie, but he haue</l>
                  <l>A luſty woman hym to ſaue</l>
                  <l>And though he wolde yeue inough</l>
                  <l>Of his treaſour, wherof he drough</l>
                  <l>Great couetyſe in to his mynde</l>
                  <l>And ſet his honour ferre behynde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus he whom golde hath ouerſette</l>
                  <l>was trapped in his owne nette</l>
                  <l>The golde hath made his wyttes lame</l>
                  <l>So that ſechende his owne ſhame</l>
                  <l>He ronneth in the kynges eare</l>
                  <l>And ſayd hym, that he wyſt where</l>
                  <l>A gentyll and a luſty one</l>
                  <l>Tho was, and thyther wolde he gone</l>
                  <l>But he mote yeue yeftes great</l>
                  <l>For but it be through great beyete</l>
                  <l>Of golde, he ſayd he ſhulde not ſpede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge hym bad vpon the nede</l>
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                  <l>That take an hundrede pou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de he ſhuld</l>
                  <l>And yeue it, where that he wolde</l>
                  <l>Be ſo it were in worthy place</l>
                  <l>And thus to ſtonde in loues grace</l>
                  <l>This kyng his golde hath habandoned</l>
                  <l>And whan this tale was full rouned</l>
                  <l>The ſtewarde toke the gold, and went</l>
                  <l>within his herte and many a went</l>
                  <l>Of couetyſe than he caſt</l>
                  <l>wherof a purpoſe at laſte</l>
                  <l>Ayene loue, and ayene his ryght</l>
                  <l>He toke, and ſayde how thilke nyght</l>
                  <l>His wyfe ſhall lygge by the kynge</l>
                  <l>And goth thynkende vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>Towarde his inne tyll he cam home</l>
                  <l>In to the chaumbre, and than he nome</l>
                  <l>His wyfe, and tolde her al the cas</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, whiche redde for ſhame was</l>
                  <l>with bothe her handes to hym prayde</l>
                  <l>K<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>lende and in this wyſe ſayde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe to reaſon, and to ſkylle</l>
                  <l>In what thynge that he bydde wyll</l>
                  <l>Is redy for to done his beſte</l>
                  <l>But this thynge that were not honeſte</l>
                  <l>That he for golde her ſhulde ſelle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he tho with his wordes felle</l>
                  <l>Forth with his gaſtely countenaunce</l>
                  <l>Sayth, that ſhe ſhall done obeyſaunce</l>
                  <l>And folowe his wylle in euery place</l>
                  <l>And thus through ſtrength of his manace</l>
                  <l>Her innocence is ouerladde</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe was ſo ſore adradde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe his wylle mote nede obeye</l>
                  <l>And thervpon was ſhape a weye</l>
                  <l>That he his owne wyfe by nyght</l>
                  <l>Hath out of all mennes ſyght</l>
                  <l>So priuely that none it wyſt</l>
                  <l>Brought to the king, which as hym liſt</l>
                  <l>May do with her what he wolde</l>
                  <l>For whan ſhe was there as ſhe ſholde</l>
                  <l>with hym a bedde vnder the cloth</l>
                  <l>The ſtewarde toke his leue, and goth</l>
                  <l>In to the chambre faſt by</l>
                  <l>But howe he ſlepte, that wote not I</l>
                  <l>For he ſygh cauſe of ielouſy</l>
                  <l>¶ But he whiche hath the company</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a luſty one as ſhe</l>
                  <l>Hym thought that of his degre</l>
                  <l>There was no man ſo well at eaſe</l>
                  <l>She doth all that ſhe may to pleaſe</l>
                  <l>So that his herte all holle ſhe had</l>
                  <l>And thus this kynge his ioye lad</l>
                  <l>Tyll it was nygh vpon the day</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtewarde than where ſhe lay</l>
                  <l>Cam to the bedde, and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>Hath bydde ſhe ſhulde aryſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge ſayth nay, ſhe ſhall not go</l>
                  <l>The ſtewarde ſayde nothynge ſo</l>
                  <l>For ſhe mote gone er it be knowe</l>
                  <l>And ſo I ſwore, at thilke throwe</l>
                  <l>whan I her fette to you here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge his tale wolde not here</l>
                  <l>And ſeith how that he hath her bought</l>
                  <l>For thy ſhe ſhall departe nought</l>
                  <l>Tyll he the bryght day beholde</l>
                  <l>And caught her in her armes folde</l>
                  <l>As be whiche lyſt for to pleye</l>
                  <l>And bad his ſtewarde gone aweye</l>
                  <l>And ſo he dyd ayene his wylle</l>
                  <l>And thus his wyfe a bedde ſtylle</l>
                  <l>Lay with the kynge the longe nyght</l>
                  <l>Tyll that it was hygh ſonne lyght</l>
                  <l>But who ſhe was he knew nothynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho cam the ſtewarde to the kynge</l>
                  <l>And prayde hym without ſhame</l>
                  <l>In ſauynge of her good name</l>
                  <l>He myght leaden home ayene</l>
                  <l>This lady, and tolde hym pleyne</l>
                  <l>Howe that it was his owne wyfe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge his ere vnto this ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Hath leyde: and whan that he it herde</l>
                  <l>well nyhe out of his wyt he ferde</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: A caytife moſte of all</l>
                  <l>where was it euer or this befall</l>
                  <l>That any Cokarde in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>Betoke his wyfe for couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Thou haſt bothe her and me begyled</l>
                  <l>And eke thyn owne eſtate reuyled</l>
                  <l>wherof that buxome vnto the</l>
                  <l>Here after ſhall ſhe neuer be</l>
                  <l>For this auowe to god I make</l>
                  <l>After this day / if I the take</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte be honged and to drawe</l>
                  <l>Nowe loke anone thou be withdrawe</l>
                  <l>So that I ſe the neuer more</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This ſtewarde that drad hym ſore</l>
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                  <l>with all the haſt that he may</l>
                  <l>And fled awey the ſame day</l>
                  <l>And was exyled oute of lond</l>
                  <l>¶Lo there a nyce huſbond</l>
                  <l>whiche thus his wyfe hath loſte for euer</l>
                  <l>But netheles ſhe hadde a leuer</l>
                  <l>The kynge her weddeth and honoureth</l>
                  <l>wherof her name ſhe ſocoureth</l>
                  <l>whiche erſt was loſt through couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Of hym, that lad her other wyſe</l>
                  <l>And hath hym ſelfe alſo forlore</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne be thou ware therfore</l>
                  <l>where thou ſhalt loue in any place</l>
                  <l>That thou no couetyſe embrace</l>
                  <l>The whiche is not of loues kynde</l>
                  <l>But for all that a man may fynde</l>
                  <l>Nowe in this tyme of thylke rage</l>
                  <l>Full great dyſeſe in maryage</l>
                  <l>whan venym medleth with the ſuger</l>
                  <l>And maryage is made for lucre</l>
                  <l>Or for the luſt, or for the hele</l>
                  <l>what man that ſhall with other dele</l>
                  <l>He may not fayle to repent.</l>
                  <l>¶My fader ſuche is myn entent</l>
                  <l>But netheles good is to haue</l>
                  <l>For good may oft tyme ſaue</l>
                  <l>The loue, whiche ſhuld elles ſpylle</l>
                  <l>But god, whiche wote my hertes wylle</l>
                  <l>I dar wel take to wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>yet was I neuer for rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Be ſet with maryage none</l>
                  <l>For all myn herte is vpon one</l>
                  <l>So frely, that in the perſone</l>
                  <l>Stant all my worldes ioye alone</l>
                  <l>I aſke nother parke ne plough</l>
                  <l>If I her hadde, it were ynough</l>
                  <l>Her loue ſhulde me ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>withouten other couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Lo nowe my fader, as of this</l>
                  <l>Touchend of me, ryght as it is</l>
                  <l>My ſhryfte I am be knowe pleyn</l>
                  <l>And if ye wol ought elles ſeyn</l>
                  <l>Of couetyſe if there be more</l>
                  <l>In loue, agropeth out the ſore</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Fallere cum nequeat, ꝓpria vir fraude ſubornat</l>
                  <l>Teſtes ſit ꝙ eis uera retorta fides</l>
                  <l>Sicut agros cupidus dum querie amans mulieres</l>
                  <l>Vult teſtes falfos falſus habe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> fuos.</l>
                  <l>Non ſine uindicta periurus abibit in eis</l>
                  <l>Viſu qui cordis intima cuncta uidet.</l>
                  <l>Fallere periuro non eſt laudanda puellam</l>
                  <l>Gloria ſed falſo conditionis opus.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> tractat ſuper illis auaricie ſpeciebus / que falſum teſtimonium et periurium nuncu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pantur, quorum fraudulenta circumu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>entio tam in cupiditatis <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> in amoris cauſa ſui deſiderit propoſitu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſepe fallaciter attingit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> My ſonne thou ſhalt vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Howe couietſe hath yet on honde</l>
                  <l>In ſpecyall two counſeylours</l>
                  <l>That ben alſo his procurours</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt of hem is fals wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche euer is redy to wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>what thyng his mayſter woll hym hote</l>
                  <l>Periure is the ſecond hote</l>
                  <l>which ſpareth nought to ſwere an othe</l>
                  <l>Though it be fals, and god be wrothe</l>
                  <l>That one ſhall fals wytnes bere</l>
                  <l>That other ſhall the thynge forſwere</l>
                  <l>whan he his charged on the boke</l>
                  <l>So what with hepe, &amp; what with croke</l>
                  <l>They make her maiſter ofte winne</l>
                  <l>And woll nat knowe, what is ſinne</l>
                  <l>For couetiſe: and thus men ſeyn</l>
                  <l>They make many a fals bargeyn</l>
                  <l>There may no trewe quarel aryſe</l>
                  <l>In thylke queſte of thylke aſſyſe</l>
                  <l>where as they two the people enforme</l>
                  <l>For they kepe euer o maner forme</l>
                  <l>That vpon golde her conſcience</l>
                  <l>They founde / and take her euidence</l>
                  <l>And thus with fals witnes and othes</l>
                  <l>They winne hem mete, drinke, &amp; clothes</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Right ſo there be, who that hem knew</l>
                  <l>Of theſe louers ful many vntrewe</l>
                  <l>Nowe may a woman fynde ynowe</l>
                  <l>That eche of hem, whan he ſhall wowe</l>
                  <l>Anone he wyl his hande downe leyne</l>
                  <l>Vpon a boke, and ſwere and ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That he wol feyth <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd trouth bere</l>
                  <l>And thus he profe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eth hym to ſwere</l>
                  <l>To ſeruen euer tyll be dye</l>
                  <l>And all is very trechery</l>
                  <l>For whan the ſoth hym ſelfe tryeth</l>
                  <l>The more he ſwereth, the more he lyeth</l>
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                  <l>whan he his feyth maketh all thermeſt</l>
                  <l>Than may a woman truſt hym leſt</l>
                  <l>For tyll he may his wyll acheue</l>
                  <l>He is no lenger for to leue</l>
                  <l>Thus is the trothe of loue exyled</l>
                  <l>And many a good woman beguyled</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke to ſpeke of fals wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>There ben now ſuche many I geſſe</l>
                  <l>That lyche vnto the prouyſours</l>
                  <l>They make he her preuy procuratours</l>
                  <l>To tell howe there is ſuche a man</l>
                  <l>whiche is worthy to loue, and can</l>
                  <l>All that a good man ſhulde conne</l>
                  <l>So that with leſynge is begonne</l>
                  <l>The cauſe, in whiche they woll procede</l>
                  <l>And alſo ſyker as the crede</l>
                  <l>They make of that they knowen fals</l>
                  <l>And thus full ofte about the halfe</l>
                  <l>Loue is of fals men embraced</l>
                  <l>But loue, whiche is ſo purchaced</l>
                  <l>Come afterwarde to lytell pryſe</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne, if thou be wyſe</l>
                  <l>Nowe thou haſt herde this euidence</l>
                  <l>Thou myght thyn owne conſcience</l>
                  <l>Oppoſe, if thou haſt be ſuche one</l>
                  <l>¶ Nay god wote father I am none</l>
                  <l>Ne neuer was, for as men ſayth</l>
                  <l>whan that a man ſhall make his fayth</l>
                  <l>His hert and tonge muſt accorde</l>
                  <l>For if ſo be that they diſcorde</l>
                  <l>Than is he fals, and els nought</l>
                  <l>And I dare ſay, as of my thought</l>
                  <l>In loue, it is not diſcordable</l>
                  <l>Vnto my worde, but accordable</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe father I</l>
                  <l>May ryght well ſwere, and ſaufly</l>
                  <l>That I my lady loue well</l>
                  <l>For that accordeth euery dele</l>
                  <l>It nedeth nought to my ſoth ſawe</l>
                  <l>That I wytneſſe ſhulde drawe</l>
                  <l>Into this day, for euer yet</l>
                  <l>Ne myght it ſynke in to my wyt</l>
                  <l>That I my counſayle ſhulde ſeye</l>
                  <l>To any wyght or me hewreye</l>
                  <l>To ſechen helpe in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>But onely for my lady dere</l>
                  <l>And though a thouſande men it wyſte</l>
                  <l>That I her loue, and than hem lyſt</l>
                  <l>with me to ſwere / and to wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>yet were that no fals wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>For I dare vnto this trouth dwelle</l>
                  <l>I loue her more, than I can telle</l>
                  <l>Thus am I father gylteles</l>
                  <l>As ye haue herde, and netheles</l>
                  <l>In your dome I put it all</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne wyte in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>It ſhall not commonlyche fayle</l>
                  <l>All though it for a tyme fayle</l>
                  <l>That fals wytneſſe his cauſe ſpede</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt of his falsheed</l>
                  <l>It ſhall well afterwarde be kyd</l>
                  <l>wherof ſo as it is betyd</l>
                  <l>Enſample of ſuch thynges blynde</l>
                  <l>In a cronyke wryte I fynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <hi>HIC PONIT</hi> exemplum de if<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fis, qui falſum teſtificantes, amoris innocentiam circumueniunt / Et narrat qualiter Thetis Achil<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lem filium ſuum ad o lſcentem muliebri veſtitum apparatu afferens eſſe puellam inter regis Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thomedis filias ad educandum produxit, Et ſic Achilles decepto rege filie ſue Deidamie ſoci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> et cubicularia effectus ſuper ipſam Pirrum ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nuit, qui poſtea mire probitatis miliciam affecu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tus mortem patris ſui apud Troiam Polixent Tirrannice vindicauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The goddeſſe of the ſee Thetis</l>
                  <l>She had a ſonne, and his name is</l>
                  <l>Achilles, whom to kepe and warde</l>
                  <l>whyle he was yonge, and in to warde</l>
                  <l>She thought hym ſaufly to betake</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche drad for his ſake</l>
                  <l>Of that was ſayde of prophecie</l>
                  <l>That he at Troy ſholde dye</l>
                  <l>whan that the citie was beleyne</l>
                  <l>For thy ſo as the bokes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>She caſt her wyt in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe hym myght ſo deſguyſe</l>
                  <l>That no man ſhuld his body knowe</l>
                  <l>And ſo befelle that ilke throwe</l>
                  <l>whyle that ſhe thought vpon this dede</l>
                  <l>There was a kyng, whiche Lychomede</l>
                  <l>was hote, and he was well begone</l>
                  <l>with faire doughters many one</l>
                  <l>And dwelte ferre out in an yle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe ſhalt thou here a wonder wyle</l>
                  <l>This quene, whiche the mother was</l>
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                  <l>Of Achilles, vpon this cas</l>
                  <l>Her ſonne, as a mayden were</l>
                  <l>Let clothen in the ſame gere</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth vnto womanhede</l>
                  <l>And he was yonge, and toke none bede</l>
                  <l>But ſuffreth all that ſhe hym dede</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe hath her women bede</l>
                  <l>And chargeth by her othes alle</l>
                  <l>Howe ſo it afterward byfalle</l>
                  <l>That they diſcouer nought this thynge</l>
                  <l>But feyne and make a knowlegynge</l>
                  <l>Vpon the counſeyle, whiche was nome</l>
                  <l>In euery place where they come</l>
                  <l>To telle and to witneſſe this</l>
                  <l>Howe he hyr ladys doughter is</l>
                  <l>And ryght in ſuche a maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>She had they ſhuld her don ſeruyſe</l>
                  <l>So that Achilles vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>As to a yong lady belongeth</l>
                  <l>Honoure, ſeruyce, and reuerence</l>
                  <l>For Thetys with great dylygence</l>
                  <l>Hym hath ſo taught, and ſo affayted</l>
                  <l>That howe ſo that he were awayted</l>
                  <l>with ſobre, and goodly contenaunce</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld his womanhede auaunce</l>
                  <l>That none the ſoth knowe myght</l>
                  <l>But that in euery mans ſyght</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld ſeme a pure mayde</l>
                  <l>And in ſuche wyſe, as ſhe hym ſayde</l>
                  <l>Achylles, whiche that ylke whyle</l>
                  <l>was yonge, vpon hym ſelfe to ſmyle</l>
                  <l>Began, whan he was ſo beſeyn</l>
                  <l>And thus after the bokes ſeyn</l>
                  <l>with frette of perle vpon his hede</l>
                  <l>All freſſhe betwene the whyte and rede</l>
                  <l>As he whiche tho was tender of age</l>
                  <l>Stode the colour in his viſage</l>
                  <l>That for to loke vpon his cheke</l>
                  <l>And ſeen his chyldy maner eke</l>
                  <l>He was a woman to beholde</l>
                  <l>And than his moder to hym tolde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hym had ſo begone</l>
                  <l>By cauſe that ſhe thought gone</l>
                  <l>To Lichomede at thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>where that ſhe ſayde, be ſhulde abyde</l>
                  <l>Amonge his doughters for to dwelle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Achylles h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>d his moder telle</l>
                  <l>And wyſt no <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ght the cauſe why</l>
                  <l>And netheles full buxomly</l>
                  <l>He was redy to that ſhe had</l>
                  <l>wherof his moder was ryght glad</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To Lychomede and forth they went</l>
                  <l>And whan the kyng knewe her entent</l>
                  <l>And ſawe this yonge doughter there</l>
                  <l>And that it came vnto his ere</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche record, of ſuche wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>He had ryght a great gladneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of that he both ſygh and herde</l>
                  <l>As he that wote not howe it ferde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the counſeyl of the nede</l>
                  <l>But for all that kynge Lychomede</l>
                  <l>Hath toward hym his doughter take</l>
                  <l>And for Thetys his moder ſake</l>
                  <l>He put her in to companye</l>
                  <l>To dwelle with Deydamye</l>
                  <l>His owne doughter the eldeſt</l>
                  <l>The fayreſt, and the comlyeſt</l>
                  <l>Of al his doughters, whiche he had</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus Thetys the cauſe lad</l>
                  <l>And lefte there Achylles feyned</l>
                  <l>As be, which hath hym ſelfe reſtreyned</l>
                  <l>In all that euer be may and can</l>
                  <l>O ute of the maner of a man</l>
                  <l>And toke his womanyſſhe chere</l>
                  <l>wherof vnto his bedfere</l>
                  <l>Deydamye he hath by nyght</l>
                  <l>where kynde wolde hym ſelue ryght</l>
                  <l>After the Philoſophers ſeyn</l>
                  <l>There may no wight be there ageyn</l>
                  <l>And that was thylke tyme ſene</l>
                  <l>The longe nyghtes hem bytwene</l>
                  <l>Nature, whiche may not forbere</l>
                  <l>Hath made hem bothe for to ſtere</l>
                  <l>They kyſſen fyrſt, and ouermore</l>
                  <l>The hyghe wey of loues lore</l>
                  <l>They gone, and all was done in dede</l>
                  <l>wherof loſt is the may denhede</l>
                  <l>And that was afterward well knowe</l>
                  <l>For it befell that ylke throwe</l>
                  <l>At Troye, where the ſyege lay</l>
                  <l>Vpon the cauſe of Menelay</l>
                  <l>And of his quene dame Eleyne</l>
                  <l>The gregoys badden mochel peyne</l>
                  <l>All day to fyght, and to aſſayle</l>
                  <l>But for they myght nought auayle</l>
                  <l>So noble a cyte for to wynne</l>
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                  <l>A preuy counſayle they begynne</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſewhere they treat</l>
                  <l>And at laſte amonge the great</l>
                  <l>They fellen vnto his accorde</l>
                  <l>That Phorceus of his recorde</l>
                  <l>whiche was an Aſtronomyen</l>
                  <l>And eke a great magicien</l>
                  <l>Shulde of his calculation</l>
                  <l>Screbe of conſtellation</l>
                  <l>How they the citie myghten gette</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he whiche hadde nought foryete</l>
                  <l>Of that belongeth to a clerke</l>
                  <l>His ſtudy ſette vpon this werke</l>
                  <l>So longe his wyt about he caſt</l>
                  <l>Tyll that he fonde out at laſt</l>
                  <l>But if they hadden Achilles</l>
                  <l>Her werre ſhall ben endeles</l>
                  <l>And ouer that he tolde hem pleyne</l>
                  <l>In what maner he was beſeyne</l>
                  <l>And in what place he ſhall be founde</l>
                  <l>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> to at within a lytell ſtounde</l>
                  <l>Vl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>es forth with Dyomede</l>
                  <l>Vpon this poynt to Lychomede</l>
                  <l>Agamemnon to gether ſente</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Vlyxes, er he forth went</l>
                  <l>whiche was one of the moſt wyſe</l>
                  <l>Ordeyned hath in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That he the moſt ryche aray</l>
                  <l>wherof a woman may be gay</l>
                  <l>with hym be toke manifolde</l>
                  <l>And ouermore, as it is tolde</l>
                  <l>An harnoys as for a luſty knyght</l>
                  <l>whiche burned was as ſyluer bryght</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſwerde, of plate, and cke of mayle</l>
                  <l>As though he ſhulde do batayle</l>
                  <l>He toke alſo with hym by ſhyp</l>
                  <l>And thus to gether in felawſhyp</l>
                  <l>Forth gone this Dyomede and be</l>
                  <l>In hope tyll they myghten ſe</l>
                  <l>The place, where Achilles is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wynde ſtode than nought amys</l>
                  <l>But euery topſayle cole it blewe</l>
                  <l>Tyll Vlyxes the marches knewe</l>
                  <l>where Lychomede his reygne had</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtyreſman ſo well him ladde</l>
                  <l>That they be comen ſaufe to londe</l>
                  <l>where they gone out vpon the ſtronde</l>
                  <l>In to the burgh, where that they fou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>The kyng, and he which hath facounde</l>
                  <l>Vlyxes dyd the meſſage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But the counſayle of his courage</l>
                  <l>why that he came, he tolde nought</l>
                  <l>But vnderneth he was bethought</l>
                  <l>In what maner he myght aſpie</l>
                  <l>Achilles from Deidamye</l>
                  <l>And fro theſe other, that there were</l>
                  <l>Full many a luſty lady there</l>
                  <l>¶ They plaide hem there a day or two</l>
                  <l>And as it was fortuned ſo</l>
                  <l>It fell that tyme in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>To Bacchus that a ſacrifice</l>
                  <l>Theſe yonge ladies ſhulden make</l>
                  <l>And for the ſtraunge mennes ſake</l>
                  <l>That comen fro the ſiege of Troye</l>
                  <l>They maden well the more ioye</l>
                  <l>There was reuell, there was daunſynge</l>
                  <l>And euery lyfe, whiche couth ſynge</l>
                  <l>Of luſty women in the route</l>
                  <l>A freſſhe caroll hath ſonge about</l>
                  <l>But for all this yet netheles</l>
                  <l>The grekes vnknowe of Achilles</l>
                  <l>So weren, that in no degree</l>
                  <l>They couthen wyte, whiche was he</l>
                  <l>Ne by his voys, ne by his paas</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlyxes than vpon the caas</l>
                  <l>A thing of high prude<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce hath wrought</l>
                  <l>For thilk aray, which he hath brought</l>
                  <l>To yeue amonge the women there</l>
                  <l>He lette do fetten all the geare</l>
                  <l>Forth with a knyghtes harnoys eke</l>
                  <l>In all the countrey for to ſeke</l>
                  <l>Men ſhulden nought a fayrer ſe</l>
                  <l>And euery thynge in his degre</l>
                  <l>Endelonge vpon a bourde he layde</l>
                  <l>So Lychomede and than he preyde</l>
                  <l>That euery lady cheſe ſhulde</l>
                  <l>what thynge of all that ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>And take it as by way of yefte</l>
                  <l>For they hem ſelfe it ſhulde ſheft</l>
                  <l>He ſayde after her owne wylle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Achilles than ſtode nought ſtylle</l>
                  <l>whan he the bryght helme behelde</l>
                  <l>The ſwerde, the hauberke, &amp; the ſhelde</l>
                  <l>His herte felle therto anone</l>
                  <l>Of all that other wolde he none</l>
                  <l>The knyghtes gere he vnderfongeth</l>
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                  <l>And thylke array, whiche that belo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
                  <l>Vnto the women he forſoke</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe, as ſayth the boke</l>
                  <l>They knowen than whiche he was</l>
                  <l>For he goth forth the grete paas</l>
                  <l>In to the chambre, where he lay</l>
                  <l>Anone, and made no delay</l>
                  <l>He armeth hym in knyghtly wyſe</l>
                  <l>That better can no man deuiſe</l>
                  <l>And as fortune ſhulde falle</l>
                  <l>He came ſo forth tofore hem alle</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche tho was glad inough</l>
                  <l>But Lychomede nothyng lough</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſigh, howe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>For than he wyſt well and herde</l>
                  <l>His doughter had be forleyn</l>
                  <l>But that he was ſo ouerſeyn</l>
                  <l>The wonder ouergoth his wyt</l>
                  <l>For in Cronike is written yet</l>
                  <l>Thing, whiche ſhall neuer be foryete</l>
                  <l>Howe that Achilles hath begette</l>
                  <l>Pytrus vpon Deydame</l>
                  <l>wherof came out the trecherye</l>
                  <l>Of fals witnes, when he ſayde</l>
                  <l>Howe that Achilles was a mayde</l>
                  <l>But that was nothyng ſene tho</l>
                  <l>For he is to the ſyege go</l>
                  <l>Forth with Vlyxes and Dyomede</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo thus was proued in the dede</l>
                  <l>And fully ſpoke at thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>If o woman an other begyle</l>
                  <l>where is there any ſekyrneſſe</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Thetis which was tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Daydamye hath ſo beiaped</l>
                  <l>I not howe it ſhall bene eſcaped</l>
                  <l>with tho women, whoſe innocence</l>
                  <l>Is nowe al daye through ſuche credence</l>
                  <l>Deceyued ofte, as it is ſene</l>
                  <l>with men, that ſuche vntrouth mene</l>
                  <l>For they ben ſlygh in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That they by ſleyght and by queyntiſe</l>
                  <l>Of fals wytnes bryngyn inne</l>
                  <l>That doth hem ofte for to wynne</l>
                  <l>That they be not worthy therto</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne do not ſo</l>
                  <l>¶ My father as of fals wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>The trouth, and the maner expreſſe</l>
                  <l>Touchende of loue, howe it hath ferde</l>
                  <l>As ye haue tolde, I haue well herde</l>
                  <l>But for ye ſayden other wyſe</l>
                  <l>Howe thylke vice of couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Hath yet periur of his acorde</l>
                  <l>If that you lyſt of ſome recorde</l>
                  <l>To telle an other tale alſo</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe of tyme ago</l>
                  <l>what thynge it is to be forſwore</l>
                  <l>I wolde preye you therfore</l>
                  <l>wherof I myght enſamble take.</l>
                  <l>¶ My good ſonne and for thy ſake</l>
                  <l>Touchende of this I ſhall fulfyll</l>
                  <l>Thyn axynge, at thyne owne wyll</l>
                  <l>And the mattere I ſhall declare</l>
                  <l>Howe the women deceiued are</l>
                  <l>whan they ſo tender hertes bere</l>
                  <l>Of that they here men ſo ſwere</l>
                  <l>But whan it cometh vnto thaſſay</l>
                  <l>They fynde it fals a nother day</l>
                  <l>As Iaſon dyd vnto Medee</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtante yet of auctoritie</l>
                  <l>In token, and in memoriall</l>
                  <l>wherof the tale in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Is in the boke of Troye writte</l>
                  <l>whiche I ſhall do the for to wytte</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic in amoris caufa ponit exemplum contra periuros, Et narrat qualiter Iaſon priuſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> ad Inſulam Colchos pro aureo vellere ibidem con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſtando tranſmearet, in amorem et coningium Medee regis Othonis filie iurame<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>to firmius ſe aftrinxit, ſed ſuo poſtea completo negotio cil ipſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſecum nauigio in Cretiam perduxiſſet, vbi illum ſenectam patris ſui Efonis in floridam inuentute<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> mirabili ſcientia reformauit, Ipſe Iaſon fidei ſue ligamento, aliis <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> beneficiis poſt poſitis, dictam Medeam pro quadam Crenſa regis Creontis filia periurus dereliquit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ In grece whylom was a kynge</l>
                  <l>Of whom the fame and knowlegyng</l>
                  <l>By leueth yet, and Peleus</l>
                  <l>He hyghte: but it felle hym thus</l>
                  <l>That his fortune hir whele ſo lad</l>
                  <l>That he no childe his owne had</l>
                  <l>To reignen after his deceſſe</l>
                  <l>He had a brother netheles</l>
                  <l>whoſe ryght name was Eſon</l>
                  <l>And he the worthy knyght Iaſon</l>
                  <l>Begatte, the whiche in euery londe</l>
                  <l>All other paſſed of his honde</l>
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                  <l>In armes, ſo that he the beſt</l>
                  <l>was named, and the worthyeſt</l>
                  <l>He ſought worſhyp ouer all</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken, and I the tell ſhall</l>
                  <l>An aduenture that he ſought</l>
                  <l>whiche afterwarde full dere he bought.</l>
                  <l>¶ There was an yle, whiche Colchos</l>
                  <l>was cleped, and therof aroos</l>
                  <l>Great ſpeche in euery londe aboute</l>
                  <l>That ſuche meruayle was none oute</l>
                  <l>In all the wyde worlde no where</l>
                  <l>As tho was in that yle there</l>
                  <l>There was a ſhepe, as it was tolde</l>
                  <l>The whiche his flees bare all of golde</l>
                  <l>And ſo the goddes had it ſette</l>
                  <l>That it ne myght away be fette</l>
                  <l>By power of no worldes wyght</l>
                  <l>And yet full many a worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>It had aſſayed, as they dorſt</l>
                  <l>And euer it fell hem to the worſt</l>
                  <l>But he that wolde it nought forſake</l>
                  <l>But of his knyghthode vndertake</l>
                  <l>To do, what thynge therto belongeth</l>
                  <l>This worthy Iaſon ſore alongeth</l>
                  <l>To ſe the ſtraunge regions</l>
                  <l>And knowe the conditions</l>
                  <l>Of other marches, where he went</l>
                  <l>And for that cauſe his hole entent</l>
                  <l>He ſet Colchos for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>Cnd therupon he made a ſpeche</l>
                  <l>To Peleus his eme the kynge</l>
                  <l>And he wel payde was of that thynge</l>
                  <l>And ſhope anone for his paſſage</l>
                  <l>Suche as were of his lignage</l>
                  <l>with other knyghtes, whiche he chees</l>
                  <l>with hym he toke: and Hercules</l>
                  <l>whiche full was of chiualrie</l>
                  <l>with Iaſon wente in company</l>
                  <l>And that was in the moneth of may</l>
                  <l>whan colde ſtormes were away</l>
                  <l>The winde was good, the ſhip was yare</l>
                  <l>They toke her leue, and forth they fare</l>
                  <l>Towarde Colchos, but on the weye</l>
                  <l>what hem byfelle, is longe to ſeye</l>
                  <l>Howe Laamedon the kynge of Troy</l>
                  <l>whiche ought well haue made hem ioye</l>
                  <l>whan they to reſt a whyle hym preyde</l>
                  <l>Out of his londe he them congeyde</l>
                  <l>And ſo befelle the diſſention</l>
                  <l>whiche after was deſtruction</l>
                  <l>Of that citie, as men may here</l>
                  <l>But that is nought to my matere</l>
                  <l>But thus the worthy folke gregoys</l>
                  <l>Fro that kynge, whiche was not curtois</l>
                  <l>And fro his londe with ſeyl vpdrawe</l>
                  <l>They went hem forth, and many a ſawe</l>
                  <l>They made, and many a great manace</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt in to that place</l>
                  <l>whiche as they ſought, they arryue</l>
                  <l>And ſtryken ſeyle, and forth as blyue</l>
                  <l>They ſenten vnto the kynge, and tolden</l>
                  <l>who weren there, and what they wolden</l>
                  <l>¶O etes whiche was then kynge</l>
                  <l>whan that he herde this tydynge</l>
                  <l>Of Iaſon, whiche was comen there</l>
                  <l>And of theſe other, what they were</l>
                  <l>He thought done hem great worſhyp</l>
                  <l>For they anone come out of ſhyp</l>
                  <l>And ſtreyght vnto the kynge they wente</l>
                  <l>And by the honde Iaſon he hente</l>
                  <l>And that was at the paleys gate</l>
                  <l>So far the kyng came on his gate</l>
                  <l>Towarde Iaſon to done hym chere</l>
                  <l>And he, whom lacketh no manere</l>
                  <l>whan he the kynge ſigh in preſence</l>
                  <l>Yafe hym ageyne ſuche reuerence</l>
                  <l>As to a kynges ſtate belongeth</l>
                  <l>And thus the kynge hym vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>And Iaſon in his arme he caught</l>
                  <l>And forth in to the halle he ſtraught</l>
                  <l>And there they ſat, and ſpeke of thinges</l>
                  <l>And Iaſon tolde hym tho tydynges</l>
                  <l>why he was come, and faire hym preide</l>
                  <l>To haſt his tyme, &amp; the kyng thus ſaid</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iaſon thou art a worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>But it lyeth in no mans myght</l>
                  <l>To done, that thou arte come fore</l>
                  <l>There hath bene many a knyght forlore</l>
                  <l>Of that they wolden it aſſaye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Iaſon wolde nat hym eſmaye</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: of euery worldes cure</l>
                  <l>Fortune ſtant in auenture</l>
                  <l>Paranter well, paranter wo</l>
                  <l>But howe as euer that it go</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be with myn bonde aſſayed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng tho helde hym not wel payd</l>
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                  <l>For he the grekes ſore dredde</l>
                  <l>In aunter if Iaſon ne ſpedde</l>
                  <l>He myght therof beare a blame</l>
                  <l>For tho was all the worldes fame</l>
                  <l>In grece, as for to ſpeke of armes</l>
                  <l>For thy he drad hym of his harmes</l>
                  <l>And gan to preache, and to preye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Iaſon wolde not obeye</l>
                  <l>But ſayde, he wolde his purpos holde</l>
                  <l>For ought that any man hym tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge whan theſe wordes herde</l>
                  <l>And ſigh how that this knight a<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſwerde</l>
                  <l>Yet for he wolde make hym glad</l>
                  <l>After Medea gone he bad</l>
                  <l>whiche was his doughter: and ſhe cam</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Iaſon whiche good hede nam</l>
                  <l>whan he her ſigh, ageyn her goth</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, which was hym nothyng loth</l>
                  <l>welcomed hym in to that londe</l>
                  <l>And ſofte toke hym by the honde</l>
                  <l>And downe they ſetten both ſame</l>
                  <l>She had herde ſpoken of his name</l>
                  <l>And of his great worthynes</l>
                  <l>For thy ſhe gan her eie impreſſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon his face, and his ſtature</l>
                  <l>And thought how neuer creature</l>
                  <l>was ſo welfarende, as was he</l>
                  <l>And Iaſon ryght in ſuche degree</l>
                  <l>Ne myght not withholde his loke</l>
                  <l>But ſo good hede on her he toke</l>
                  <l>That hym ne thought vnder the heuen</l>
                  <l>Of beautie ſighe he neuer her euene</l>
                  <l>with all that telle to womanhede</l>
                  <l>Thus eche of other token hede</l>
                  <l>Though there no worde was of recorde</l>
                  <l>Her hertes both of one accorde</l>
                  <l>Ben ſette to loue, but as tho</l>
                  <l>There myghten be no wordes mo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng made hym great ioy &amp; feeſt</l>
                  <l>To all his men he yafe an heſt</l>
                  <l>So as they wolde his thonke deſerue</l>
                  <l>That they ſhulde all Iaſon ſerue</l>
                  <l>whyle that he wolde there dwelle</l>
                  <l>And thus the day, ſhortely to telle</l>
                  <l>with many myrthes they diſpent</l>
                  <l>Tyll nyght was come, and tho they we<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t</l>
                  <l>Echone of other toke his leue</l>
                  <l>whan they no lenger myghten leue</l>
                  <l>I not howe Iaſon that nyght ſlepe</l>
                  <l>But well I wote, that of the ſhepe</l>
                  <l>For whiche he cam in to that ile</l>
                  <l>He thought but a littell whyle</l>
                  <l>All was Medea that he thought</l>
                  <l>So that in many wyſe he ſought</l>
                  <l>His wyt wakende / er it was day</l>
                  <l>Some tyme ye, ſome tyme nay</l>
                  <l>Some tyme thus, ſome tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>As he was ſtered to and fro</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and eke of his conqueſt</l>
                  <l>As he was holde of his beheſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus he roſe vp by the morowe</l>
                  <l>And toke hym ſelfe ſeint Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> to borow</l>
                  <l>And ſayde he wolde fyrſt begynne</l>
                  <l>At loue, and after for to wynne</l>
                  <l>The flees of golde, for whiche he come</l>
                  <l>And thus to hym good herte he nome</l>
                  <l>¶Medea right in the ſame wyſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll day cam, that ſhe muſt aryſe</l>
                  <l>Lay, &amp; bethought her all the nyght</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe that noble worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>By any way myght wedde</l>
                  <l>And wel ſhe wyſt, if he ne ſpedde</l>
                  <l>Of thing / which he had vndertake</l>
                  <l>She myght her ſelfe no purpoſe take</l>
                  <l>For if he deyde of his batayle</l>
                  <l>She muſt than algate fayle</l>
                  <l>To getten hym, whan he were dede</l>
                  <l>Thus ſhe began to ſette rede</l>
                  <l>And tourne about her wyttes all</l>
                  <l>To loke howe that it myght fall</l>
                  <l>That ſhe with hym had a leyſer</l>
                  <l>To ſpeake and telle of hir deſyre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſo it felle the ſame day</l>
                  <l>That Iaſon, with that ſwete may</l>
                  <l>To geher ſette, and hadden ſpace</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke, and he beſought her grace</l>
                  <l>And ſhe his tale goodly herde</l>
                  <l>And afterwarde ſhe hym anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: Iaſon as thou wylt</l>
                  <l>Thou mighte be ſaufe, thou myght be ſpilt</l>
                  <l>For wyte well, that neuer man</l>
                  <l>But if he couth, that I can</l>
                  <l>Ne myghte that fortune acheue</l>
                  <l>For whiche thou comeſt: but as I leue</l>
                  <l>If thou wolt holde couenaunt</l>
                  <l>To loue of all the remenaunt</l>
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                  <l>I ſhall thy lyfe and honour ſaue</l>
                  <l>That thou the flees of gold ſhalt haue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayd: Al at your owne wylle</l>
                  <l>Madame I ſhall truly fulfylle</l>
                  <l>Your heſt, whyle my lyfe may laſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus longe he prayd, and at laſt</l>
                  <l>She graunteth, and behyght hym this</l>
                  <l>That whan nyght cometh, &amp; it time is</l>
                  <l>She wolde hym ſende certeynly</l>
                  <l>Suche one, that ſhulde him priuely</l>
                  <l>Alone in to her chamhre brynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He thanketh her of that tydynge</l>
                  <l>For of that grace is hym begonne</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh al other thinges wonne</l>
                  <l>¶The day made ende, &amp; loſte his ſight</l>
                  <l>And comen was the derke nyght</l>
                  <l>The whiche all the dayes eie blent</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iaſon toke leue, &amp; forth he went</l>
                  <l>And whan he cam out of the prees</l>
                  <l>He toke to counſayle Hercules</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym, howe it was betyd</l>
                  <l>And prayde it ſhulde well ben hyd</l>
                  <l>And that he wolde loke about</l>
                  <l>The whyles that he ſhulde be out</l>
                  <l>Thus as he ſtode, and hede name</l>
                  <l>A mayden fro Medes came</l>
                  <l>And to her chambre Iaſon ledde</l>
                  <l>where that he fonde redy to bedde</l>
                  <l>The ſayreſt, and the wyſeſt eke</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with ſymple chere and meke</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe hym ſigh, waxt all aſſhamed</l>
                  <l>Tho was her tale newe entamed</l>
                  <l>For ſykerneſſe of mariage</l>
                  <l>She fette forth a ryche image</l>
                  <l>The whiche was the fygure of Iubitere</l>
                  <l>And Iaſon ſwore, and ſayd there</l>
                  <l>That alſo wys god hym helpe</l>
                  <l>That if Medea dyd hym helpe</l>
                  <l>That he his purpoſe myght wynne</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde neuer part a twynne</l>
                  <l>But euer whyle hym laſt lyfe</l>
                  <l>He wolde her holde for his wyfe</l>
                  <l>And with that word they kyſtend both</l>
                  <l>And for they ſhulde hem vncloth</l>
                  <l>There come a mayden in her wyſe</l>
                  <l>She dyd hem both full ſeruyſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll that they were in bed naked</l>
                  <l>I wote that nyght was well bewaked</l>
                  <l>They hadden both what they wolde</l>
                  <l>And than at leyſer ſhe hym tolde</l>
                  <l>And gan fro poynt to poynt enforme</l>
                  <l>Of this batayle, and all the forme</l>
                  <l>The whiche that he ſhulde fynde there</l>
                  <l>whan he to that yle come were</l>
                  <l>She ſayde, at entre of the pas</l>
                  <l>Howe Mars, which god of armes was</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet two oxen ſterne and ſtoute</l>
                  <l>That caſten fyre and flam aboute</l>
                  <l>Both at mouth and at naſe</l>
                  <l>So that they ſetten all on blaſe</l>
                  <l>what thynge that paſſeth hem betwene</l>
                  <l>And forthermore vpon the grene</l>
                  <l>There goth the flees of golde to kepe</l>
                  <l>A ſerpent whiche may neuer ſlepe</l>
                  <l>Thus who that euer it ſhulde wynne</l>
                  <l>The fyre to ſtoppe he mote begyn</l>
                  <l>The whiche that tho fierſe beaſtes caſt</l>
                  <l>And daunt he mot hem at laſt</l>
                  <l>So that he may hem yoke and dryue</l>
                  <l>And there vpon he als blyue</l>
                  <l>The ſerpent with ſuche ſtrength aſſayle</l>
                  <l>That he may ſleyn hym by batayle</l>
                  <l>Of the which he muſt the teth outdraw</l>
                  <l>As it belongeth to that lawe</l>
                  <l>And than he muſt the oxen yoke</l>
                  <l>Tyl they haue with a plough to broke</l>
                  <l>A forow of loud, in which a rowe</l>
                  <l>The teeth of thadder he muſt ſow</l>
                  <l>And therof ſhull aryſe knyghtes</l>
                  <l>well armed at all ryghtes</l>
                  <l>Of hem is nought to taken hede</l>
                  <l>For eche of hem in haſtibede</l>
                  <l>Shall other ſlee with dethes wounde</l>
                  <l>And thus wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> thei be brought to grou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>And go ſo forth, and take his pray</l>
                  <l>Than muſt he to the goddes pray</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But if he fayle in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of that ye here me deuyſe</l>
                  <l>There may be ſet non other weye</l>
                  <l>That he ne mote algates deye</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue I tolde the perel all</l>
                  <l>I wyll yow telle forth withall</l>
                  <l>(Quod Medea to Iaſon tho)</l>
                  <l>That ye ſhall knowen er ye go</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the venym and the fyre</l>
                  <l>what ſhall be the recouere</l>
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                  <l>But ſyr for it is nygh day</l>
                  <l>Ariſeth vp, ſo that I may</l>
                  <l>Delyuer yow, what thynge I haue</l>
                  <l>That may youre lyfe and honoure ſaue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They were both loth to ryſe</l>
                  <l>But for they were both wyſe</l>
                  <l>Vp they ryſen at laſt</l>
                  <l>Iaſon his clothes on hym caſt</l>
                  <l>And made hym redy ryght anone</l>
                  <l>And ſhe her ſhi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> dyd vpon</l>
                  <l>And caſt on her a mantell cloſe</l>
                  <l>withouten more, and than aros</l>
                  <l>Tho toke ſhe forth a ryche tye</l>
                  <l>Mad all of golde and of perye</l>
                  <l>Out of the whiche ſhe toke a rynge</l>
                  <l>The ſtone was worth all other thynge</l>
                  <l>She ſayd, whyles he wold it were</l>
                  <l>There myght no peryll hym dere</l>
                  <l>In water maye it not be dreynte</l>
                  <l>where as it cometh the fyre is queynt</l>
                  <l>It daunteth eke the cruel heſte</l>
                  <l>There may none quad that man areſt</l>
                  <l>where ſo he be on ſe or londe</l>
                  <l>That hath this rynge vpon his honde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer that ſhe gan to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That if a man wyl ben vnſayne</l>
                  <l>within his honde holde cloſe the ſtone</l>
                  <l>And he may inuyſyble gone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The rynge to Iaſon ſhe betaught</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth after ſhe hym taught</l>
                  <l>what ſacrifyce he ſhuld make</l>
                  <l>And gan out of her cofer take</l>
                  <l>Hym thought an heuenly fygure</l>
                  <l>whiche all by charme and by coniure</l>
                  <l>was wrough, &amp; eke it was through writ</l>
                  <l>with names, whiche he ſhuld wyte</l>
                  <l>As ſhe hym taught tho to rede</l>
                  <l>And had hym as he wold ſpede</l>
                  <l>without reſt of any whyle</l>
                  <l>whan he were londed in that yle</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld make his ſacryfyce</l>
                  <l>And rede his carecte en the wyſe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe hym taught on knes doun bent</l>
                  <l>Thre ſythes towerd oryent</l>
                  <l>For ſo ſhuld he the goddes pleſe</l>
                  <l>And wyn hym ſelfe mochel eſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan he had it thryſe radde</l>
                  <l>To open a boxe ſhe hym badde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe there toke hym in preſent</l>
                  <l>And was full of ſuche oignement</l>
                  <l>That there was fyre ne venym none</l>
                  <l>That ſhulde faſtenen hym vpon</l>
                  <l>whan that he were anoynt withall</l>
                  <l>For thy ſhe taught hym howe he ſhall</l>
                  <l>Anoynt his armes all aboute</l>
                  <l>And for he ſhulde nothinge doute</l>
                  <l>She toke him than a maner glue</l>
                  <l>The whiche was of ſo great vertue</l>
                  <l>That where a man it ſhulde caſt</l>
                  <l>It ſhulde bynde anone ſo faſt</l>
                  <l>That no man myght it done away</l>
                  <l>And that ſhe had by all waye</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde into the mouthes throw</l>
                  <l>Of tho two oxen that fyre blowe</l>
                  <l>Therof to ſtoppe the malice</l>
                  <l>The glue ſhall ſerue of that office</l>
                  <l>And ouer that her oignement</l>
                  <l>Her rynge, and her enchauntement</l>
                  <l>Ayene the ſerpent ſhulde hym were</l>
                  <l>Tyll he hym ſlee with ſwerde or ſpere</l>
                  <l>And than he may ſaufely inough</l>
                  <l>His oxen yoke in to the plough</l>
                  <l>And the teeth ſowe in ſuche wyſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll he the knyghtes ſe aryſe</l>
                  <l>And eche of other downe be leyde</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a maner as I haue ſayde</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus Medea for Iaſon</l>
                  <l>Ordeyneth, and prayeth thervpon</l>
                  <l>That he nothynge foryete ſhulde</l>
                  <l>And eke ſhe prayeth hym that he wold</l>
                  <l>whan he hath all his armes done</l>
                  <l>To grounde knele, and thonke anone</l>
                  <l>The goddes, and ſo forth by eaſe</l>
                  <l>The flees of golde he ſhulde ſeſe</l>
                  <l>And whan he had it ſeſed ſo</l>
                  <l>That than he were ſone ago</l>
                  <l>without any taryenge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan this was ſayde into wepynge</l>
                  <l>She fel, as ſhe that was through nome</l>
                  <l>with loue, and ſo porth ouercome</l>
                  <l>That all her worlde on hym ſhe ſette</l>
                  <l>But whan ſhe ſygh there was no lette</l>
                  <l>That he mote nedes parte her fro</l>
                  <l>She toke hym in her armes two</l>
                  <l>An honderde tymes and gan hym kyſſe</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: O all my worldes blyſſe</l>
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                  <l>My truſt, my luſte, my lyfe, myn hele</l>
                  <l>To ben thyn helpe in this quarele</l>
                  <l>I pray vnto the goddes all</l>
                  <l>And with that word ſhe gan downe fall</l>
                  <l>Of ſwoune, and he her vp nam</l>
                  <l>And forthe with that the mayden cam</l>
                  <l>And they to bedde anone her brought</l>
                  <l>And than Iaſon her beſought</l>
                  <l>And to her ſeyde, in this manere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My worthy luſty lady dere</l>
                  <l>Comforteth you, for by my trouth</l>
                  <l>It ſhall not fallen in my ſlouth</l>
                  <l>That I ne woll throughout fulfylle</l>
                  <l>your heſtes, at your owne wylle</l>
                  <l>And yet I hope to you bringe</l>
                  <l>within a whyle ſuche tydynge</l>
                  <l>The whiche ſhall make vs bothe game</l>
                  <l>¶ But for he wolde kepe her name</l>
                  <l>whan that he wyſt it was nygh day</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſayde, adewe my ſwete may</l>
                  <l>And forth with hym he nam his gere</l>
                  <l>which as ſhe had take hym there</l>
                  <l>And ſtraught vnto his chambre went</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d goth to bedde, and ſlepe hym hent</l>
                  <l>And lay, that no man hym a woke</l>
                  <l>For Hercules hede of hym toke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> it was vnd<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rne high and more</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d than he gan to ſygh ſore</l>
                  <l>And ſodeynly he brayde of ſlepe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> they than toke of hym kepe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hamberleins ben ſoone there</l>
                  <l>And maden redy all his gere</l>
                  <l>And he aroſe, and to the kynge</l>
                  <l>He went, and ſayde, howe to that thing</l>
                  <l>For whiche he cam, he wolde go</l>
                  <l>The kynge therof was full wo</l>
                  <l>And for he wolde hym fayne withdraw</l>
                  <l>He tolde hym many a dredefull ſawe</l>
                  <l>But Iaſon wolde it nought recorde</l>
                  <l>And at laſte they accorde</l>
                  <l>whan that he wolde nought abyde</l>
                  <l>A bote was redy at tyde</l>
                  <l>In which this worthy knyght of grece</l>
                  <l>Full armed vp at euery pece</l>
                  <l>To his batayle, whiche belongeth</l>
                  <l>Toke ſore in honde, &amp; ſore hym longeth</l>
                  <l>Tyll he the water paſſed were</l>
                  <l>¶ whan he cam to that yle there</l>
                  <l>He ſet hym on his knees doun ſtraught</l>
                  <l>And his carecte, as he was taught</l>
                  <l>He rad, and made his ſacryfyce</l>
                  <l>And ſythe anoynte hym in that wyſe</l>
                  <l>As Medea hym hath bede</l>
                  <l>And than aroſe vp fro that ſtede</l>
                  <l>And with the glewe the fyre he queynt</l>
                  <l>And anone after he atteynt</l>
                  <l>The great ſerpent, and hym ſlough</l>
                  <l>But erſt he had ſorowe ynough</l>
                  <l>For that ſerpent made hym trauayle</l>
                  <l>So hard and ſore of his batayle</l>
                  <l>That nowe he ſtood, and nowe he felle</l>
                  <l>For longe tyme it ſo befelle</l>
                  <l>That with his ſwerd and with his ſpere</l>
                  <l>He myght not the ſerpent dere</l>
                  <l>He was ſo ſherded all aboute</l>
                  <l>It hueld all edge tole withoute</l>
                  <l>He was ſo rude and hard of ſkyn</l>
                  <l>There myght no thynge go there in</l>
                  <l>Venym and fyre to geder he caſt</l>
                  <l>That he Iaſon ſore a blaſt</l>
                  <l>And if it ne were his oyntement</l>
                  <l>His rynge, and his enchauntement</l>
                  <l>whiche Medea toke hym before</l>
                  <l>He had with that worme be lore</l>
                  <l>But of vertu, whiche therof cam</l>
                  <l>Iaſon the dragon ouercam</l>
                  <l>And he anone the tethe out drough</l>
                  <l>And ſet his oxen in his plough</l>
                  <l>with whiche he brake a pece of lond</l>
                  <l>And ſewe it with his owne hond</l>
                  <l>Tho myght he great merueyle ſe</l>
                  <l>Of euery toth in his degre</l>
                  <l>Sprong vp a knyght with ſpere &amp; ſheld</l>
                  <l>Of whiche anone ryght in the feld</l>
                  <l>Echone ſlough other, and with that</l>
                  <l>Iaſon Medea not forgat</l>
                  <l>On both his knees he gan downe falle</l>
                  <l>And gafe thonke to the godddes all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The flees he toke, and gothe to hote</l>
                  <l>The ſonne ſhyneth bryght and hote</l>
                  <l>The flees of gold ſhone forth with all</l>
                  <l>The water glyſterd ouerall</l>
                  <l>Medea wept / and ſyghed ofte</l>
                  <l>And ſtode vpon a towre alofte</l>
                  <l>All pryuely within her ſelfe</l>
                  <l>There herd it not nen ne twelfe</l>
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                  <l>She prayd, and ſayd: O god him ſpede</l>
                  <l>The knight, which hath my maide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>hede</l>
                  <l>And aye ſhe loketh toward the yle</l>
                  <l>But whan ſhe ſygh within a whyle</l>
                  <l>The flees gliſterynge ageyn the ſonne</l>
                  <l>She ſayd: O lord all is ywonne</l>
                  <l>My knyght the feld hath ouercomen</l>
                  <l>Nowe wolde god, he were comen</l>
                  <l>O lorde god I wolde he were in londe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But I dare take this on honde</l>
                  <l>If that ſhe had wynges two</l>
                  <l>She wolde haue flowen to hym tho</l>
                  <l>Streyght there he was vnto the hote</l>
                  <l>The day was clere, the ſonne hote</l>
                  <l>The grekes were in great doute</l>
                  <l>The whyle that her lorde was oute</l>
                  <l>They wyſt not what ſhuld betyde</l>
                  <l>But wayted euer vpon the tyde</l>
                  <l>To ſe what ende ſhulde falle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There ſtoden eke the nobles all</l>
                  <l>Forth with the comun of the towne</l>
                  <l>And as they loken vp and doune</l>
                  <l>They were ware<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> within a throw</l>
                  <l>where cam the hote, whiche they wel know</l>
                  <l>And ſy<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>gh how Iaſon brought his preye</l>
                  <l>And tho they gauen all ſeye</l>
                  <l>And cryden al with o ſteuen</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O where was euer vnder the heuen</l>
                  <l>So noble a knyght, as Iaſon is?</l>
                  <l>And wel nyghe all ſayden this</l>
                  <l>That Iaſon was a fayre knyght</l>
                  <l>For it was neuer of mans myght</l>
                  <l>The flees of golde ſo for to wynne</l>
                  <l>And thus tellen they begynne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that the kynge cam forth anone</l>
                  <l>And ſygh the flees, howe that ſhone</l>
                  <l>And whan Iaſon cam to the londe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge hym ſelfe toke his honde</l>
                  <l>And kyſſed hym, &amp; great ioye him made</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The grekes weren wonder glade</l>
                  <l>And of that thi<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>g right meri he<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> thought</l>
                  <l>And forth with he<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the fles they brought</l>
                  <l>And eche on other gan to lygh</l>
                  <l>But wel was hym that myght nygh</l>
                  <l>To ſe there of the properte</l>
                  <l>And thus they paſſen the cyte</l>
                  <l>And gone vnto the paleis ſtraught</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Medea, whiche forgat her naught</l>
                  <l>was redy there, and ſayde anon</l>
                  <l>welcome, O worthy knyght Iaſon</l>
                  <l>She wolde haue kyſt hym wonder fayn</l>
                  <l>But ſhame tourned her agayne</l>
                  <l>It was nought the maner as tho</l>
                  <l>For thy ſhe dorſte nought do ſo</l>
                  <l>She toke her leue, and Iaſon went</l>
                  <l>Into his chambre, and ſhe hym ſente</l>
                  <l>Her mayden, to ſene howe he ferde</l>
                  <l>The whiche whan that he ſygh &amp; herde</l>
                  <l>Howe that he hadde faren out</l>
                  <l>And that it ſtode well all about</l>
                  <l>She tolde her lady what ſhe wyſt</l>
                  <l>And ſhe for ioye, her mayden kyſt</l>
                  <l>The bathes weren than arayed</l>
                  <l>with herbes tempred and aſſayed</l>
                  <l>And Iaſon was vnarmed ſoone</l>
                  <l>And dydde, as it befelle to done</l>
                  <l>Into his bathe, he went anone</l>
                  <l>And wyſſ he hym cleane as any bone</l>
                  <l>He toke a ſoppe, and out he cam</l>
                  <l>And on his beſt aray he nam</l>
                  <l>And kempt his heed, whan he was clad</l>
                  <l>And goth hym forth all mery and glad</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſtraught in the kinges halle</l>
                  <l>The kynge cam with his knyghtes alle</l>
                  <l>And made hym glad welcomynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he hem tolde tho tydynge</l>
                  <l>Of this and that, howe it befelle</l>
                  <l>whan that he wan the ſhepes fell</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Medea whan ſhe was after ſent</l>
                  <l>Come ſoone to that parlement</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe myght Iaſon ſe</l>
                  <l>was none ſo glad of all as ſhe</l>
                  <l>There was no ioye for to ſeche</l>
                  <l>Of hym made euery man a ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Som man ſayd one, ſom ſaid other</l>
                  <l>But though he were goddes brother</l>
                  <l>And myght make fyre and thonder</l>
                  <l>There myght be no more wonder</l>
                  <l>Than was of hym in that citie</l>
                  <l>Echone taught other this is he</l>
                  <l>whiche hath in his power within</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde ne myght wynne</l>
                  <l>Lo here the beſte of all good</l>
                  <l>Thus they ſayden, that there ſtode</l>
                  <l>And eke that walkende vp &amp; downe</l>
                  <l>Both of the court, and of the towne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>The tyme of ſouper cam anone</l>
                  <l>They wyſſhen, and therto they gon</l>
                  <l>Medea was with Iaſon ſette</l>
                  <l>Tho was there many a deynte fette</l>
                  <l>And ſet tofore hem on the bord</l>
                  <l>But none ſo lykynge as the worde</l>
                  <l>which was there ſpoke among hem two</l>
                  <l>So as they dorſt ſpeke tho</l>
                  <l>But though they had lytel ſpace</l>
                  <l>Yet they acorden in that place</l>
                  <l>Howe Iaſon ſhuld come at nyght</l>
                  <l>whan euery torche and euery lyght</l>
                  <l>were oute, and than other thynges</l>
                  <l>they ſpeke alowde for ſuppoſinges</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ſtoden there aboute</l>
                  <l>For loue is euermore in doute</l>
                  <l>For if it be wyſly gouerned</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ben of loue lerned</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan al was done, that diſſh and cup</l>
                  <l>And cloth, and bord, and all was vp</l>
                  <l>They wake, whyle hem lyſt to wake</l>
                  <l>And after that they leue take</l>
                  <l>And gon to bed for to reſte</l>
                  <l>And whan hym thought for the beſte</l>
                  <l>That euery man was faſt on ſlepe</l>
                  <l>Iaſon, that wolde his tyme kepe</l>
                  <l>Both forth ſtalkynge all pryuely</l>
                  <l>Vnto the chambre, and redyly</l>
                  <l>There was a mayd, whiche hym kepte</l>
                  <l>Medea woke, and no thyng ſlepte</l>
                  <l>But netheles ſhe was a bedde</l>
                  <l>And he with all haſt hym ſpedde</l>
                  <l>And made hym naked, and all warme</l>
                  <l>Anone he toke her in his arme</l>
                  <l>what nede is for to ſpeke of eaſe</l>
                  <l>Hem lyſt eche other for to pleſe</l>
                  <l>So that they had ioy ynowe</l>
                  <l>And tho they ſetten, whan and how</l>
                  <l>That ſhe with hym awey ſhal ſtele</l>
                  <l>with wordes ſuche and other fele</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan all was treted to an ende</l>
                  <l>Iaſon toke leue, and gan forth wend</l>
                  <l>vnto his owne chamber in pes</l>
                  <l>There wyſt it non but Hercules</l>
                  <l>¶He ſlepet, and ros whan it was tyme</l>
                  <l>And whan it fel towardes pryme</l>
                  <l>He toke to hym ſuche as he tryſte</l>
                  <l>In ſecre, that none other wyſt</l>
                  <l>And tolde hem of his counſeyle there</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, that his wyll were</l>
                  <l>That they to ſhyp had all thynge</l>
                  <l>So priuely in the euenynge</l>
                  <l>That no man myght her dede aſpie</l>
                  <l>But tho that weren of company</l>
                  <l>For he woll go without leue</l>
                  <l>And lenger woll he nought beleue</l>
                  <l>But he ne wolde at thilke throwe</l>
                  <l>The kynge or quene ſhulde it knowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſayde all this ſhall well be do</l>
                  <l>And Iaſon truſt well therto</l>
                  <l>¶Medea in the meane whyle</l>
                  <l>whiche thought her father to begyle</l>
                  <l>The treaſour, whiche her father hadde</l>
                  <l>with her all priuely ſhe ladde</l>
                  <l>And with Iaſon at tyme ſette</l>
                  <l>Away ſhe ſtale, and fonde no lette</l>
                  <l>And ſtraught ſhe goth her vnto ſhip</l>
                  <l>Of grece with that felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>And they anone drough vp the ſayle</l>
                  <l>And all that nyght this was counſayle</l>
                  <l>But erly whan the ſonne ſhone</l>
                  <l>Men ſygh, that they were agone</l>
                  <l>And come vnto the kynge, and tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he the ſoth knowe wolde</l>
                  <l>And axeth where his doughter was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There was no worde, but out alas</l>
                  <l>She was a go, the mother wepte</l>
                  <l>The fa her as a wood man lepte</l>
                  <l>And gan the tyme for to warye</l>
                  <l>And ſwore his othe he wold no ttary</l>
                  <l>That with Calyphe, and with galeye</l>
                  <l>The ſame cours, the ſame wey</l>
                  <l>which Iaſon toke, he wolde take</l>
                  <l>If that he myght hym ouertake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To this they ſayden all ye</l>
                  <l>Anone as they weren at the ſee</l>
                  <l>And all, as who ſayth at one worde</l>
                  <l>They gone within ſhyppes boorde</l>
                  <l>The ſaile goth vp, &amp; forth they ſtraught</l>
                  <l>But none exploit therof they caught</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth they tournen home ayene</l>
                  <l>For all that labour was in vayne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iaſon to grece with his pray</l>
                  <l>Goth through the ſee the ryght waye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan he there come, and men it tolde</l>
                  <l>They maden ioye yonge and olde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>Eſon whan that he wyſt of this</l>
                  <l>Howe that his ſonne comen is</l>
                  <l>And hath acheued that he ſought</l>
                  <l>And home with hym Medea brought</l>
                  <l>In all the wyde worlde was none</l>
                  <l>So glad a man as he was one</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Together bene theſe louers tho</l>
                  <l>Tyll that they had ſonnes two</l>
                  <l>wherof they weren bothe glade</l>
                  <l>And olde Eſon great ioy made</l>
                  <l>To ſeen the encrees of his lignage</l>
                  <l>For he was of ſo great an age</l>
                  <l>That men awayten euery day</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſhulde gone away</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iaſon, whiche ſigh his fader olde</l>
                  <l>Vpon Medea made hym bolde</l>
                  <l>Of art magyke, whiche ſhe couth</l>
                  <l>And praieth her, that his fathers youth</l>
                  <l>She wolde make ayenewarde newe</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that was towarde hym trewe</l>
                  <l>Behyghte hym, that ſhe wolde it do</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe tyme ſigh therto</l>
                  <l>But what ſhe dyd in that matere</l>
                  <l>It is a wonder thynge to here</l>
                  <l>But yet for the nouelrye</l>
                  <l>I thynke tellen a great partye</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota quibus medicamentis Eſſonem ſenet tute decrepitum, ad ſue inuentutis adoleſcenci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>am prudens Medea reduxit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Thus it befell vpon a nyght</l>
                  <l>whan there was nought but ſterre lyght</l>
                  <l>She was vaniſſhed, ryght as her lyſt</l>
                  <l>That no wyght, but her ſelfe wyſt</l>
                  <l>And that was at mydnyght tyde</l>
                  <l>The worlde was ſtylle on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>with open heed, and foote all bare</l>
                  <l>Her here to ſprad ſhe gan to fare</l>
                  <l>Vpon her clothes gyrte ſhe was</l>
                  <l>All ſpecheles vpon the gras</l>
                  <l>She glode forth as an adder doth</l>
                  <l>None other wyſe ſhe ne goth</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſhe came to the freſſhe flode</l>
                  <l>And there a whyle ſhe withſtode</l>
                  <l>Thryes ſhe turned her aboute</l>
                  <l>And thryes eke ſhe gan downe loute</l>
                  <l>And in the flode ſhe weet hir here</l>
                  <l>And thryes on the water there</l>
                  <l>She gaſpeth with a dretchynge onde</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe toke her ſpeche on honde</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt ſhe began to clepe and call</l>
                  <l>Vpwarde vnto the ſterres all</l>
                  <l>To wynde, to ayre, to ſee, to londe</l>
                  <l>She preyde, and eke helde vp her honde</l>
                  <l>To Echates and gan to crie</l>
                  <l>whiche is the goddeſſe of Sorcerie</l>
                  <l>She ſayde, helpeth at this nede</l>
                  <l>And as ye maden me to ſpede</l>
                  <l>whan Iaſon came the flees to ſeche</l>
                  <l>So helpe me nowe, I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>with that ſhe loketh, and was ware</l>
                  <l>Downe fro the ſkye there came a chare</l>
                  <l>The whiche dragons aboute drowe</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe gan her heed downe bowe</l>
                  <l>And vp ſhe ſtyghe, and faire and well</l>
                  <l>She drofe forth by chare and wheel</l>
                  <l>Aboue in the ayre amonge the ſkyes</l>
                  <l>The londe of Crete, in tho parties</l>
                  <l>She ſought, and faſt gan her hyghe</l>
                  <l>And therupon the hulles hyghe</l>
                  <l>Of Othryn, and Olymphe alſo</l>
                  <l>And eke of other hulles moo</l>
                  <l>She fonde, and gethereth herbes ſnote</l>
                  <l>She pulleth vp ſome by the rote</l>
                  <l>And many with a knyfe ſhe ſhereth</l>
                  <l>And all in to her chaar ſhe bereth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſhe hath the hulles ſought</l>
                  <l>The flodes there foryate ſhe nought</l>
                  <l>Erydyan, and Amphryſos</l>
                  <l>Peneyee, and eke Sperceydos</l>
                  <l>To hem ſhe went, and there ſhe nome</l>
                  <l>Bothe of the water, and of the fome</l>
                  <l>The ſonde, and eke the ſmall ſtones</l>
                  <l>whiche as ſhe cheſe out for the nones</l>
                  <l>And of the rede ſee a parte</l>
                  <l>That was behouelyche to her art</l>
                  <l>She toke, and afterwarde that about</l>
                  <l>She ſought ſondry ſedes out</l>
                  <l>In feldes, and in many greues</l>
                  <l>And eke a parte ſhe toke of leues</l>
                  <l>But thynge, whiche myght her moſt a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uayle</l>
                  <l>She fo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de in Crete &amp; in theſſaile</l>
                  <l>In dayes, and nyghtes nyne</l>
                  <l>To make with this medicine</l>
                  <l>She was purueyed of euery pece</l>
                  <l>And torneth homward in to grece</l>
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                  <l>Before the gates of Eſon</l>
                  <l>Her chare ſhe lette away to gone</l>
                  <l>And toke out fyrſt that was therin</l>
                  <l>For tho ſhe thought to begyn</l>
                  <l>Suche thynge, as ſemeth impoſſible</l>
                  <l>And made her ſelfen inuyſible</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that with the aire encloſed</l>
                  <l>And might of no man be diſcloſed</l>
                  <l>She toke vp turues of the londe</l>
                  <l>without helpe of mans honde</l>
                  <l>And heled with the grene gras</l>
                  <l>Of whiche an Aulter made there was</l>
                  <l>Vnto Echates the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Of arte magyke and maiſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>And efte an other to inuent</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche dyd her holle intent</l>
                  <l>Tho toke ſhe feldwodde, and verueyne</l>
                  <l>Of herbes ben not better tweyne</l>
                  <l>Of whiche anone without let</l>
                  <l>Theſe aulters ben about ſet</l>
                  <l>Two ſondry pyttes faſt by</l>
                  <l>She made, and with that haſtely</l>
                  <l>A wether, which was black ſhe ſlough</l>
                  <l>And out therof the bloud ſhe drough</l>
                  <l>And dyd in to the pyttes two</l>
                  <l>warme mylke, ſhe put alſo therto</l>
                  <l>with hony meynt, and in ſuche wyſe</l>
                  <l>She gan to make hir ſacrifice</l>
                  <l>And cried and prayde forth withall</l>
                  <l>To Pluto the god infernal</l>
                  <l>And to the quene Proſerpyne</l>
                  <l>And ſo ſhe ſought out all the lyne</l>
                  <l>Of hem that longen to that crafte</l>
                  <l>Behynde was no name laft</l>
                  <l>And prayd hem all, as ſhe well couth</l>
                  <l>To graunt Eſon his fyrſte youth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This olde Eſon brought forth was tho</l>
                  <l>Away ſhe bad all other go</l>
                  <l>Vpon peryll, that myght falle</l>
                  <l>And with that worde they wenten all</l>
                  <l>And lefte there them two alone</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe began to gaſpe, and gone</l>
                  <l>And made ſignes many one</l>
                  <l>And ſayd her wordes therupon</l>
                  <l>And with ſpellynge, and her charmes</l>
                  <l>She toke Eſon in both her armes</l>
                  <l>And made hym for to ſlepe faſt</l>
                  <l>And hym vpon her herbes caſt</l>
                  <l>The blacke wether tho ſhe toke</l>
                  <l>And hewe the fleſſhe, as doth the cooke</l>
                  <l>On eyther aulter part ſhe layde</l>
                  <l>And with the charmes that ſhe ſayde</l>
                  <l>A fyre downe from the ſky alyght</l>
                  <l>And made it for to brenne lyght</l>
                  <l>And whan Medea ſawe it brenne</l>
                  <l>Anone ſhe gan to ſterte and renne</l>
                  <l>The fyry aulters all about</l>
                  <l>There was no beſt, whiche goth oute</l>
                  <l>More wylde, than ſhe ſemeth there</l>
                  <l>Aboute her ſhulders henge her heere</l>
                  <l>As though ſhe were oute of her mynde</l>
                  <l>And torneth in to another kynde</l>
                  <l>Tho lay there certeyne wodde clefte</l>
                  <l>Of whiche the peces nowe and efte</l>
                  <l>She made hem in the pyttes wete</l>
                  <l>And put hem in the fyry hete</l>
                  <l>And toke the bronde with all the blaſe</l>
                  <l>And thries ſhe began to raſe</l>
                  <l>About Eſon, there as he ſlepte</l>
                  <l>And efte with water / whiche ſhe kepte</l>
                  <l>She made a cercle about hym thries</l>
                  <l>And efte with fyre of ſulphur twyes</l>
                  <l>Full many another thynge ſhe dede</l>
                  <l>whiche is not wryten in the ſtede</l>
                  <l>But ſhe ran vp ſo and doune</l>
                  <l>She made many a wonder ſoune</l>
                  <l>Somtyme lyche vnto the cocke</l>
                  <l>Somtyme vnto the lauerocke</l>
                  <l>Somtyme cacleth as an henne</l>
                  <l>Somtyme ſpeketh as don the men</l>
                  <l>And ryght ſo as her iargon ſtrangeth</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſe her forme chaungeth</l>
                  <l>She ſemeth fayre, and no woman</l>
                  <l>Forth with the craftes that ſhe can</l>
                  <l>She was as who ſaith, a goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>And what her lyſt more or leſſe</l>
                  <l>She dyd, in bokes as we fynde</l>
                  <l>That paſſeth ouer mannes kynde</l>
                  <l>But who that woll of wonders here</l>
                  <l>what thyng ſhe wrought in this mater</l>
                  <l>To make an ende of that ſhe gan</l>
                  <l>Suche meruayl herd neuer man</l>
                  <l>¶Apoynted in the newe mone</l>
                  <l>whan it was tyme for to done</l>
                  <l>She ſet a cauldron on the fyre</l>
                  <l>In whiche was al the hole a tyre</l>
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                  <l>where on the medicine ſtode</l>
                  <l>Of Iuſe, of water, and of bloude</l>
                  <l>And lette it boyle in ſuche a plyte</l>
                  <l>Tyll that ſhe ſygh the ſpume whyte</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe caſt in rynde, and rote</l>
                  <l>And ſede, and floure, that was for bote</l>
                  <l>with many an herbe, and many a ſtone</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe hath there many one</l>
                  <l>And eke Cimpheius, the ſerpent</l>
                  <l>To her hath all her ſcales lent</l>
                  <l>Chelidre hir yafe hir adders ſkyn</l>
                  <l>and ſhe to boyle caſt hem in</l>
                  <l>And parte eke of the borned oule</l>
                  <l>The whiche men here on nightes houle</l>
                  <l>And of a rauen, whiche was tolde</l>
                  <l>Of nyne hondred wynter olde</l>
                  <l>She toke the heed, with all the bylle</l>
                  <l>And as the medycine it wylle</l>
                  <l>She toke herafter the bowele</l>
                  <l>Of the ſe foule, and for the bele</l>
                  <l>Of Eſon with a thouſand mo</l>
                  <l>Of thynges, that ſhe had tho</l>
                  <l>In that caldron to gyder as blyue</l>
                  <l>She put, and toke than of olyue</l>
                  <l>A drye braunche hem with to ſtere</l>
                  <l>The whiche anone gan floure and beare</l>
                  <l>And waxe all freſſhe, and grene ageyne</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe this vertue had ſeyne</l>
                  <l>She lette the leeſte droppe of all</l>
                  <l>Vpon the bare floure downe fall</l>
                  <l>Anone there ſprong vp floure and gras</l>
                  <l>where as the droppe fall was</l>
                  <l>And waxe anone all medowe grene</l>
                  <l>So that it myght well be ſene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Medea than knewe and wyſt</l>
                  <l>Her medicine is for to tryſt</l>
                  <l>And gothe to Eſon there he lay</l>
                  <l>And toke a ſwerde was of aſſay</l>
                  <l>with whiche a wounde vpon his ſyde</l>
                  <l>She made, that there out may ſlyde</l>
                  <l>The bloud within, whiche was olde</l>
                  <l>And ſeke and trouble, feble, and colde</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe toke vnto his vſe</l>
                  <l>Of herbes of all the beſt Iuſe</l>
                  <l>And poured it in to his wounde</l>
                  <l>That made his veynes full and ſounde</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe made his woundes cloſe</l>
                  <l>And toke his honde and vp he roſe</l>
                  <l>And tho ſhe yafe hym drynke a draught</l>
                  <l>Of whiche his youth agayne he caught</l>
                  <l>His heed, his herte, and his viſage</l>
                  <l>Lyche vnto twenty wynter age</l>
                  <l>His hore heres were away</l>
                  <l>And lyche vnto the freſſhe may</l>
                  <l>whan paſſed bene the colde ſhoures</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo recouereth he his floures.</l>
                  <l>¶Lo what myght any man deuyſe</l>
                  <l>A woman ſhewe in any wyſe</l>
                  <l>More hertely loue in any ſtede</l>
                  <l>Than Medea to Iaſon dede</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt ſhe made hym the flees to wyn</l>
                  <l>And after that frome kyth and kyn</l>
                  <l>with great treaſore with hym ſhe ſtale</l>
                  <l>And to his fader forth with all</l>
                  <l>His elde hath torned in to youthe</l>
                  <l>which thyng none other woman couth</l>
                  <l>But howe it was to her a quyt</l>
                  <l>The remembraunce dwelleth yet</l>
                  <l>¶Kynge Peleus his eme was deed</l>
                  <l>Iaſon bare croune on his heed</l>
                  <l>Medea hath fulfylled his wyll</l>
                  <l>But whan he ſhuld of ryght fulfyll</l>
                  <l>The trouth, which to her afore</l>
                  <l>He had in the ile of Colchos ſwore</l>
                  <l>Tho was Medea moſt deceyued</l>
                  <l>For he an other hath receiued</l>
                  <l>whiche doughter was to kynge Creon</l>
                  <l>Creuſa ſhe hyght, and thus Iaſon</l>
                  <l>As he that was to loue vntrewe</l>
                  <l>Medea lefte, and toke a newe</l>
                  <l>But that was afterwarde ſo a bought</l>
                  <l>Medea with her art hath wrought</l>
                  <l>Of cloth of golde a mantell ryche</l>
                  <l>whiche ſemeth worthe a kynges ryche</l>
                  <l>And that was vnto Creuſa ſent</l>
                  <l>In name of yefte, and of preſent</l>
                  <l>For ſyſterhode hem was betwene</l>
                  <l>And whan that yonge freſſhe quene</l>
                  <l>That mantyl lapped her aboute</l>
                  <l>Anon therof the fyre ſprange oute</l>
                  <l>And brent her both fleſhe and bone</l>
                  <l>Tho cam Medea to Iaſon</l>
                  <l>with both her ſonnes on her honde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: O thou of euery londe</l>
                  <l>The moſte vntrewe creature</l>
                  <l>Lo this ſhall be thy forfayture</l>
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                  <l>with that ſhe both his ſonnes ſlough</l>
                  <l>Before his eie, and he out drough</l>
                  <l>His ſwerde, &amp; wold haue ſlayne her tho</l>
                  <l>But farewell ſhe was ago</l>
                  <l>Vnto Pallas the court aboue</l>
                  <l>where as ſhe pleyneth vpon loue</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that was with that goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>And he was lefte in great diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>¶Thus might thou ſe, what ſorowe it doth</l>
                  <l>To ſwere a<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> oth, which is not ſoth</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe namely</l>
                  <l>My ſon be well ware for thy</l>
                  <l>And kepe, that thou be not forſwore</l>
                  <l>For this, whiche I haue tolde tofore</l>
                  <l>Ouide telleth euery dele</l>
                  <l>¶My father I may leue it wele</l>
                  <l>For I haue herde it ofte ſaye</l>
                  <l>Howe Iaſon toke the flees aweye</l>
                  <l>Fro Colchos, But yet herde Inought</l>
                  <l>By whom it was fyrſt thyder brought</l>
                  <l>And for it were good to here</l>
                  <l>If that you lyſt at my prayere</l>
                  <l>Go telle I wolde you beſeche.</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne, who that woll it ſeche</l>
                  <l>In bokes he may fynde it wryte</l>
                  <l>And netheles, if thou wolt wyte</l>
                  <l>In the maner as thou haſt preyde</l>
                  <l>I ſhall the tell, howe it is ſeyde.</l>
               </lg>
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               <head>☞ <hi>NOTA QVALITERAV<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
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                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>m</hi> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ellus in partes inſule Colchos primo de <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>. Athamas rex Neiphylen habuit coninge<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Phri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>um et Hellen genuit, Mortua au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>m Neiphylen Athamas Innouem regis Cad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>m poſtea in vxorem duxit, que more no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>e dictos infantes in tantum recollegit odiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ambos in mari proicipenes regem procura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ende Iuno compaciens quendam Arietem <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ndem aureo veftitum vellere ad litus natan t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>m definanit, ſuper cuiu <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> dorſum pueros ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> iu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>it / quo facio Aries ſuper vndas regreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus cum ſolo Phrixo ſibi adhereute, in Colchos <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ſicuit, vbi Iuno dictum Arietem cum ſolo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ere / prout in aliis canitur cronicis, ſub are <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>a cuſtodia collocauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The fame of thylke ſhepes felle</l>
                  <l>whiche in Colchos, as it befelle</l>
                  <l>was all of gold, ſhal neuer deye</l>
                  <l>wherof I thynke for to ſeye</l>
                  <l>Howe it cam fyrſt in to that yle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There was a kynge in thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>Towardes grece, and Athamas</l>
                  <l>The cronycke of his name was</l>
                  <l>And had a wyf, which Niphyle<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> hyght</l>
                  <l>By whom, ſo as fortune it dight</l>
                  <l>He had of children yonge two</l>
                  <l>¶ Frixus the fyrſt was of tho</l>
                  <l>A knaue childe, ryght faire with all</l>
                  <l>A doughter eke, the whiche men call</l>
                  <l>Helle, he had by his wyfe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for there may no mans lyfe</l>
                  <l>Endure vpon this erth here</l>
                  <l>This worthy quen, as thou might here</l>
                  <l>Er that the children were of age</l>
                  <l>Toke of her ende the paſſage</l>
                  <l>with great worſhyp and was begraue</l>
                  <l>what thinge it lyketh god to haue</l>
                  <l>It is great reaſon to ben his</l>
                  <l>For thy this kynge, ſo as it is</l>
                  <l>with great ſuffrance it vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>And afterwarde, as hym belongeth</l>
                  <l>whan it was tyme for to wedde</l>
                  <l>A newe wyfe he toke to bedde</l>
                  <l>whiche Ino hight, and was a mayde</l>
                  <l>And eke the doughter, as men ſayde</l>
                  <l>Of Cadme, whiche a kyng alſo</l>
                  <l>was holde in thylke dayes tho.</l>
                  <l>¶ whan Ino was the kynges make</l>
                  <l>She caſt, how that ſhe myght make</l>
                  <l>Theſe childre to her father loth</l>
                  <l>And ſhope a wyle ayene hem both</l>
                  <l>whiche to the kynge was all vnknowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A yere or two ſhe let do ſowe</l>
                  <l>The lond with ſoden whete aboute</l>
                  <l>wher of no corne may ſpryngen oute</l>
                  <l>And thus by ſleyght, and by couyne</l>
                  <l>Aros the derth, and the famyne</l>
                  <l>Through out the londe in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>So that the kynge a ſacrifice</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynte of this diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>To Ceres, whiche is the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Of corne, hath ſhape hym for to yeue</l>
                  <l>To loke, if it may be foryeue</l>
                  <l>The miſchiefe, whiche was in his londe</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, which knewe tofore the honde</l>
                  <l>The circumſtance of all this thynge</l>
                  <l>Ageyn the comyng of the kynge</l>
                  <l>In to the temple, hath ſhape ſo</l>
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                  <l>Of her accorde, that all tho</l>
                  <l>whiche of the temple preſtes were</l>
                  <l>Haue ſayde, and full declared there</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kynge, but if ſo be</l>
                  <l>That he delyuer the countre</l>
                  <l>Of Phryxus, and of Helle bothe</l>
                  <l>with whom the goddes ben ſo wrothe</l>
                  <l>That whyle tho childre be within</l>
                  <l>Suche tylthe ſhall no man begyn</l>
                  <l>wherof to gette hym any corne</l>
                  <l>Thus was it ſayde, thus was it ſworne</l>
                  <l>Of all the preſtes, that there are</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, whiche cauſeth all this fare</l>
                  <l>Seyde eke therto, what that ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>And euery man than after tolde</l>
                  <l>So as the quene had hem preyde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge, whiche hath his ere leyde</l>
                  <l>And leueth all, that euer he herde</l>
                  <l>Vnto her tales thus anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And ſeyth, that leuer is hym to cheſe</l>
                  <l>His children bothe for to leſe</l>
                  <l>Than hym, and all the remenant</l>
                  <l>Of hem, whiche are appertenant</l>
                  <l>Vnto the londe, whiche he ſhall kepe</l>
                  <l>And bade his wyfe to take kepe</l>
                  <l>In what manere is beſt to done</l>
                  <l>That they delyuerde were ſone</l>
                  <l>Out of this worlde, and ſhe anone</l>
                  <l>Two men ordeyneth for to gone</l>
                  <l>But fyrſte ſhe made hem for to ſwere</l>
                  <l>That they the chyldren ſhulde bere</l>
                  <l>Vnto the ſee, that none it knowe</l>
                  <l>And hem therin both throwe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The children to the ſee ben lad</l>
                  <l>where in the wyſe, as Ino bad</l>
                  <l>Theſe men be redy for to do</l>
                  <l>But the goddeſſe, whiche Iuno</l>
                  <l>Is bote, appereth in the ſtede</l>
                  <l>And hath vnto the men forbede</l>
                  <l>That they the children nought ne ſlee</l>
                  <l>But bad hem loke in to the ſee</l>
                  <l>And taken hede of that they ſyghen</l>
                  <l>There ſwam a ſhepe tofore her eyen</l>
                  <l>whoſe flees of burned golde was all</l>
                  <l>And this goddeſſe forth with all</l>
                  <l>Commandeth, that without let</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde anone the childre ſet</l>
                  <l>Aboue vpon the ſhepes back</l>
                  <l>And all was do, ryght as ſhe ſpak</l>
                  <l>wherof the men gone home ageyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And fell ſo, as the bokes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Helle the yonge mayden tho</l>
                  <l>whiche of the ſee was wo bego</l>
                  <l>For pure drede her hert hath lore</l>
                  <l>That fro the ſheepe, whiche hath her bore</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that was ſwoune<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de feynt</l>
                  <l>She fell, and hath hir ſelfe adreynt</l>
                  <l>with Phrixus &amp; this ſheepe forth ſwam</l>
                  <l>Tyll be to the yle of Colchos cam</l>
                  <l>where Iuno the goddeſſe he fonde</l>
                  <l>whiche toke the ſheepe vnto the londe</l>
                  <l>And ſet it there in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>As thou tofore haſt herde deuiſe</l>
                  <l>wherof cam after all the wo</l>
                  <l>why Iaſon was forſwore ſo</l>
                  <l>Vnto Medee, as it is ſpoke.</l>
                  <l>¶My father who that hath to broke</l>
                  <l>His trouth, as ye haue tolde aboue</l>
                  <l>He is not worthy for to loue</l>
                  <l>Ne be beloued, as me ſemeth</l>
                  <l>But euery newe loue quemeth</l>
                  <l>To hym, that newefangle is</l>
                  <l>And netheles nowe after this</l>
                  <l>If that you lyſt to taken hede</l>
                  <l>Vpon my ſhryfte to procede</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe ayene the vice</l>
                  <l>Of couetyſe and auaryce</l>
                  <l>what there is more, I wolde wyte</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne this I fynde wryte</l>
                  <l>There is yet one of thylke brood</l>
                  <l>whiche only for the worldes good</l>
                  <l>To make a treaſoure of money</l>
                  <l>Put all conſcience aweye</l>
                  <l>wherof in thy confeſſion</l>
                  <l>The name and the condition</l>
                  <l>I ſhall here afterwarde declare</l>
                  <l>whiche maketh one riche, an other bare.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Plus capit uſura ſibi, quam debetur, et illud</l>
                  <l>Fraude collocata ſaebe latenter agit.</l>
                  <l>Sic amor exceſſus quam ſaepe ſuos ut auarus</l>
                  <l>Spirat et unius tres capit ipſe loco.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat de illa ſpecie Auaricie, que vſura dicitur, cuius creditor in pecunia ta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tum numerata plus quam ſibi de iure debetur incrementum lucri adauger.</head>
               <lg>
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                  <l>¶Vpon the benche ſyttende on hye</l>
                  <l>with Auarice vſure I ſyghe</l>
                  <l>Ful clothed of his owne ſute</l>
                  <l>whiche after golde maketh chaſe &amp; ſute</l>
                  <l>with his brocours, that renne aboute</l>
                  <l>Lyche vnto ratches in a route</l>
                  <l>Suche lucre is none aboue grounde</l>
                  <l>whiche is nat of tho ratches founde</l>
                  <l>For where they ſee beyete ſterte</l>
                  <l>That ſhall hem in no wyſe aſterte</l>
                  <l>But they it driue in to the net</l>
                  <l>Of lucre, whiche Vſure hath ſet</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vſure with the ryche dwelleth</l>
                  <l>To all that euer he byeth and ſelleth</l>
                  <l>He hath ordeyned of his ſleyght</l>
                  <l>Meſure double, and double weyght</l>
                  <l>Outwarde he ſelleth by the laſſe</l>
                  <l>And with the more he maketh his taſſe</l>
                  <l>wherof his hous is full within</l>
                  <l>He recheth nought be ſo he wyn</l>
                  <l>Though that there leſe ten or twelue</l>
                  <l>His loue is all toward hym ſelue</l>
                  <l>And to none other but he ſe</l>
                  <l>That he may wynne ſuche thre</l>
                  <l>For where he ſhall ought yeue or lene</l>
                  <l>He woll ayenward take a bene</l>
                  <l>There he hath lent the ſmal peſe</l>
                  <l>And ryght ſo there ben many of theſe</l>
                  <l>Louers, that though they loue alyte</l>
                  <l>That ſkarſly wolde it weye a myte</l>
                  <l>yet wolde they haue a pound ageyn</l>
                  <l>As doth vſure in his bargayne</l>
                  <l>But certes ſuche vſure vnlyche</l>
                  <l>It falleth more vnto the ryche</l>
                  <l>Als well of loue, as of beyete</l>
                  <l>Than vnto hem, that ben nought great</l>
                  <l>And as who ſaith be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſimple and pouere</l>
                  <l>For ſelden is, whan they recouere</l>
                  <l>But if it be through great deſerte</l>
                  <l>And netheles men ſe pouerte</l>
                  <l>with purſuite of countenance</l>
                  <l>Full ofte make a great cheuaunce</l>
                  <l>And take of loue his auauntage</l>
                  <l>For with the helpe of his brocage</l>
                  <l>That maken ſeme where is nought</l>
                  <l>And thus full ofte is loue bought</l>
                  <l>For litel what, and mochell take</l>
                  <l>with falſe weightes that thy make</l>
                  <l>¶Nowe ſonne of that I ſayde aboue</l>
                  <l>Thou woteſt what vſure is of loue</l>
                  <l>Tell me for thy what ſo thou wylt</l>
                  <l>If thou therof haſt any gylte?</l>
                  <l>¶My father nay for ought I here</l>
                  <l>For of tho poyntes ye tolden here</l>
                  <l>I wyll you by my trouth aſſure</l>
                  <l>My weyght of loue, and my meſure</l>
                  <l>Hath be more large / and more terteyne</l>
                  <l>Than euer I toke of loue ageyne</l>
                  <l>For ſo yet couthe I neuer of ſleyghte</l>
                  <l>To take ageyne by double weyghte</l>
                  <l>Of loue more than I haue yeue</l>
                  <l>For alſo wys mote I be ſhryue</l>
                  <l>And haue remiſſion of ſynne</l>
                  <l>As ſo yet couth I neuer wynne</l>
                  <l>Ne yet ſo mochel ſoth to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That euer I myght haue halfe ageyne</l>
                  <l>Of ſo full loue, as I haue lent</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if myne hap were ſo well went</l>
                  <l>That for the hole I myght haue halfe</l>
                  <l>My thynketh I were a goddeſſe halfe</l>
                  <l>For where vſure wolde haue double</l>
                  <l>My conſcience is not ſo trouble</l>
                  <l>I byd neuer as to my dele</l>
                  <l>But of the hole an haluen dele</l>
                  <l>That is none exceſſe, as me thynketh</l>
                  <l>But netheles it me forthynketh</l>
                  <l>For well I wote, that wol nat be</l>
                  <l>For euery day the better I ſee</l>
                  <l>That howe ſo euer I yeue or lene</l>
                  <l>My loue in place that I mene</l>
                  <l>For ought that euer I axe or craue</l>
                  <l>I can nothynge ayenewarde haue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But yet for that I wol not lete</l>
                  <l>what ſo befalle of my beyete</l>
                  <l>That I ne ſhall yeue and lene</l>
                  <l>My thought and all my loue ſo clene</l>
                  <l>That towarde me ſhall nought beleue</l>
                  <l>And if ſhe of her good leue</l>
                  <l>Rewarde wolde me nought ageyne</l>
                  <l>I wote the laſt of my bargeyne</l>
                  <l>Shall ſtonde vpon ſo great a loſt</l>
                  <l>That I may neuer more the coſt</l>
                  <l>Recouer in this worlde tyll I dye</l>
                  <l>So that touchende of this partie</l>
                  <l>I may me well excuſe, and ſhall</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke forth withall</l>
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                  <l>If ony brocour for me went</l>
                  <l>That poynt come neuer in myn entent</l>
                  <l>So that the more me meruayleth</l>
                  <l>what thynge it is, my lady eyleth</l>
                  <l>That all myn herte, and all my tyme</l>
                  <l>She hath, and do ne better hyme</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I haue herde ſayde, that thought is free</l>
                  <l>And netheles in priuitie</l>
                  <l>To you my fader, that bene here</l>
                  <l>Myn hole ſhrifte for to bere</l>
                  <l>I dare myn herte well diſcloſe</l>
                  <l>Touchende vſurie, as I ſuppoſe</l>
                  <l>whiche, as ye tellen, in loue is vſed</l>
                  <l>My lady may not bene excuſed</l>
                  <l>That for o lokynge of her eie</l>
                  <l>Myn hole herte tyll I deye</l>
                  <l>with all that euer I may and can</l>
                  <l>She hath me wonne to hir man</l>
                  <l>wherof me thynketh, good reſon wolde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſomdele rewarde ſhulde</l>
                  <l>And yeue a parte, there ſhe hath all</l>
                  <l>I not what falle herafter ſhall</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But in to nowe yet dare I ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Hir lyſt neuer yeue ageyne</l>
                  <l>A goodly worde in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>wherof myn hope myght aryſe</l>
                  <l>My great loue to recompenſe</l>
                  <l>I not howe ſhe hir conſcience</l>
                  <l>Excuſe wol of this meaſure</l>
                  <l>By large weyght, and great meaſure</l>
                  <l>She hath my loue, and I haue nought</l>
                  <l>Of that, whiche I haue dere abought</l>
                  <l>And with myn herte I haue it payde</l>
                  <l>But all this is aſyde layde</l>
                  <l>And I go loueles aboute</l>
                  <l>Hir ought ſtonde in full great doute</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſhe redreſſe ſuche a ſynne</l>
                  <l>That ſhe wol al my loue wynne</l>
                  <l>And yeueth me not to lyue by</l>
                  <l>Nought al ſo moche, as grant mercy</l>
                  <l>Hir lyſt to ſeye, of whiche I myght</l>
                  <l>Some of my great peyne alyght</l>
                  <l>But of this poynt, lo thus I fare</l>
                  <l>As he that payeth for his chaffare</l>
                  <l>And byeth it dere, and yet hath none</l>
                  <l>So mote he nedes poure gone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus bye I dere, and haue no loue</l>
                  <l>That I ne may nought come aboue</l>
                  <l>To wynne of loue none encrece</l>
                  <l>But I me wyl ne the leſe</l>
                  <l>Touchende vſure of loue acquite</l>
                  <l>And if my lady be to wyte</l>
                  <l>I pray to god ſuche grace hir ſende</l>
                  <l>That ſhe by tyme it mote amende</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne of that thou haſt anſwerde</l>
                  <l>Touchende vſure, I haue al herde</l>
                  <l>Howe thou of loue haſt wonnen ſmale</l>
                  <l>But that thou telleſt in thy tale</l>
                  <l>And thy lady therof accuſyſt</l>
                  <l>Me thiketh theſe wordes thou miſuſeſt</l>
                  <l>For by thyn owne knowlechyng</l>
                  <l>Thou ſayſt, howe ſhe for one lokyng</l>
                  <l>Thy hole herte fro the ſhe toke</l>
                  <l>She may be ſuche, that hir o loke</l>
                  <l>Is worthe thyne herte many folde</l>
                  <l>So haſt thou well thyn herte ſolde</l>
                  <l>whan thou haſt that is more worthe</l>
                  <l>And eke of that thou telleſt forthe</l>
                  <l>Howe that hir weyght of loue vneuen</l>
                  <l>Is vnto thyne, vnder the heuen</l>
                  <l>Stonden euer in euen that balance</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtont in loues gouernance</l>
                  <l>Suche is the ſtatute of his lawe</l>
                  <l>That though thy loue more drawe</l>
                  <l>And peyſe in the balance more</l>
                  <l>Tho myght not aſke ageyn therfore</l>
                  <l>Of duetie, but all of grace</l>
                  <l>For loue is lorde in euery place</l>
                  <l>There may no lawe hym iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>By reddour / ne by company</l>
                  <l>That he ne wol after his wylle</l>
                  <l>whome that hym lyketh ſaue or ſpylle</l>
                  <l>To loue a man may welle begynne</l>
                  <l>But whether he ſhall les or wynne</l>
                  <l>That wote no man, tyl at laſt</l>
                  <l>For thy coueyt not to faſt</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, but abyde thyn ende</l>
                  <l>Percaſe all may to good wende</l>
                  <l>But that thou haſt me tolde and ſayde</l>
                  <l>Of o thynge I am ryght well payde</l>
                  <l>That thou by ſleyght, ne by gyle</l>
                  <l>Of no brocour, haſt otherwhyle</l>
                  <l>Engyned loue, of ſuche dede</l>
                  <l>Is ſore venged as I rede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum contra iſtos maritos, qui vltra id quod proprias habent vxores, ad noue
<pb facs="tcp:7065:118"/> voluptatis in crementum, alias multeres ſuper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ne lucrari no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vere<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tur. Et narrat qualiter Iuno vindictam ſuam in Ecco in huiuſmodi mulierum lucris adquirendis de co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſilio mariti ſui Ionis me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diatrix exſtiterat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Brokers of loue, that dceyuen</l>
                  <l>No wonder is though they receyuen</l>
                  <l>After the wronge, that they deſeruen</l>
                  <l>For whom as euer that they ſeruen</l>
                  <l>And do pleaſance for a whyle</l>
                  <l>yet at the laſt her owne gyle</l>
                  <l>Vpon her owne heed deſcendeth</l>
                  <l>The whiche god of his ve<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>gea<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce ſendeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As by enſample of tyme ago</l>
                  <l>A man may fynde, it hath be ſo</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It ſelle ſome tyme, as it was ſene</l>
                  <l>The hygh goddeſſe and the quene</l>
                  <l>Iuno tho had in company</l>
                  <l>A mayden full of trechery</l>
                  <l>For ſhe was euer in acorde</l>
                  <l>with Iupiter, that was hir lorde</l>
                  <l>To get hym other loues newe</l>
                  <l>Through ſuche brocage, &amp; was vntrewe</l>
                  <l>All other wyſe than hym nedeth</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, the whiche no ſhame dredeth</l>
                  <l>with queynt wordes, and with ſlye</l>
                  <l>Blent in ſuche a wyſe her ladys eye</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, to whom that Iuno tryſt</l>
                  <l>So that therof ſhe nothyng wyſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſo priuie may be nothyng</l>
                  <l>That it ne co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>meth to knowlechyng</l>
                  <l>Thynge done vpon the derke nyght</l>
                  <l>Is after knowen on dayes lyght</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So it befelle, that at laſt</l>
                  <l>All that this ſlygh mayden caſt</l>
                  <l>was ouer caſt, and ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>For as the ſothe mote be knowe</l>
                  <l>To Iuno it was done vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>In what manere her huſbonde</l>
                  <l>with fals brocage hath taken vſure</l>
                  <l>Of loue, more than his meſure</l>
                  <l>whan he toke other than his wyfe</l>
                  <l>wherof this mayde was gyltife</l>
                  <l>whiche had bene of his aſſent</l>
                  <l>And thus was all the game ſhent</l>
                  <l>She ſuffred hym, as ſhe mote nede</l>
                  <l>But the brocour of his miſdede</l>
                  <l>She, whiche hir counſeile yafe therto</l>
                  <l>On hir is the vengeange do</l>
                  <l>For Iuno with hir wordes hote</l>
                  <l>This mayden, whiche Eccho was hote</l>
                  <l>Reproueth, and ſayth in this wyſe:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O traytreſſe, of whiche ſeruice</l>
                  <l>Haſt thou thyn owne lady ſerued</l>
                  <l>Thou haſt great peyne well deſerued</l>
                  <l>Thy ſlygh wordes for to peynt</l>
                  <l>with flaterye, that is ſo queynt</l>
                  <l>Towardes me, that am thy quene</l>
                  <l>wherof thou madeſt me to wene</l>
                  <l>That my huſbonde trewe were</l>
                  <l>whan that he loueth els where</l>
                  <l>All be it ſo, hym nedeth nought</l>
                  <l>But vpon the it ſhall be bought</l>
                  <l>The whiche art priuie to tho doynges</l>
                  <l>And me full ofte of thy leſynges</l>
                  <l>Deceyued haſt: nowe is the day</l>
                  <l>That I thy whyle quite may</l>
                  <l>And for thou haſt to me counceled</l>
                  <l>That my lorde hath with other dealed</l>
                  <l>I ſhall the ſette in ſuche a kynde</l>
                  <l>That euer vnto the worldes ende</l>
                  <l>All that thou hereſt, thou ſhalte tell</l>
                  <l>And clappe it out, as doth a belle</l>
                  <l>And with that worde ſhe was forſhape</l>
                  <l>There may no vice her mouthe eſcape</l>
                  <l>what man that in the worlde cryeth</l>
                  <l>withouten faile Eccho replieth</l>
                  <l>And what worde / that hym luſt to ſayn</l>
                  <l>The ſame worde ſhe ſayth agayn</l>
                  <l>Thus ſhe, whiche whylome had leue</l>
                  <l>To dwelle in chamber, mot belyue</l>
                  <l>In wodes and on bylles both</l>
                  <l>For ſuche brocage as wyues loth</l>
                  <l>whiche doth her lordes hertes chaunge</l>
                  <l>And loue in other places ſtraunge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy if euer it ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That thou my ſonne amonges all</l>
                  <l>Be wedded man, hold that thou haſt</l>
                  <l>For than all other loue is waſte</l>
                  <l>O wyfe ſhal wel to the ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>And than if thou for couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Of loue woldeſt aſke more</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhuldeſt don ayen the lore</l>
                  <l>Of all hem that trewe be</l>
                  <l>¶My fader as in this degre</l>
                  <l>My conſcience is nought accuſed</l>
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                  <l>For I no ſuche brocage haue vſed</l>
                  <l>wherof that luſt of loue is wonne</l>
                  <l>For thy ſpeketh forthe, as ye begonne</l>
                  <l>Of auyryce vpon my ſhryft</l>
                  <l>¶My ſon I ſhall the braunches ſhifte</l>
                  <l>By order as they ben ſet</l>
                  <l>On whome no good is wel beſet.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Pro uerbis uerba, minius pro munere reddi</l>
                  <l>Conuenit, ut pondus equa ſtateta gerat</l>
                  <l>Propterea Cupido non da<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſua dona cupido.</l>
                  <l>Nam qui nulla ſerit, gramina nulla mete<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat auctor ſuper illa ſpecie Auaricie, que parcimonia dictiur, cuius natura tengx aliqua<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lem ſue ſubſta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ntie porcionem, aut deo aut homini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus participate nullatenus conſentit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Blynd Auaryce of his lygnage</l>
                  <l>For counceylle, and for coſynage</l>
                  <l>To be witholde ayen largeſſe</l>
                  <l>Hath one, whoſe name is ſayd ſcarſneſſe</l>
                  <l>The whiche is keper of his hows</l>
                  <l>And is ſo throughout auarous</l>
                  <l>That be no good lete out of honde</l>
                  <l>Though god hym ſelfe it wolde fonde</l>
                  <l>Of yeſt ſhuld he no thynge haue</l>
                  <l>And if a man it wold craue</l>
                  <l>He muſt than fayle nede</l>
                  <l>where god hym ſelfe may not ſpede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus ſcarcenes in euery place</l>
                  <l>By reſon may no thonke purchace</l>
                  <l>And netheles in his degre</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other moſt pryue</l>
                  <l>with auaryce ſtant be this</l>
                  <l>For he gouerneth that there is</l>
                  <l>In eche aſtate of his offyce</l>
                  <l>After the reule of thylke vyce</l>
                  <l>He taketh, he kepeth, he halt, he bynt</l>
                  <l>That lyghter is to flee the flynt</l>
                  <l>Than gete of hym in ba<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d or neyſſhe</l>
                  <l>Only the value of a reyſſhe</l>
                  <l>Of good in helpynge of an other</l>
                  <l>Nought though it were his owne brother</l>
                  <l>For in the cas of yefte and loue</l>
                  <l>Stant euery man for hym alone</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh of his vnkyndſhype</l>
                  <l>That hym nedeth no felawſhyp</l>
                  <l>By ſo the bagge and be accorden</l>
                  <l>Hym rycheth nought what men recorde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Of hym, he it euyll or good</l>
                  <l>For, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ll his tru<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e is on his good</l>
                  <l>So that alone be falleth ofte</l>
                  <l>whan he beſt weneth ſtonde alofte</l>
                  <l>Als well in loue as other wyſe</l>
                  <l>For loue is euer of ſome repryſe</l>
                  <l>To hym that woll his loue holde</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne, as thou arte holde</l>
                  <l>Touchende of this telle me thy ſhryfte</l>
                  <l>Haſt thou be ſcarſe or large of gyfte</l>
                  <l>Vnto thy loue to whom thou ſerueſt</l>
                  <l>For after that thou well deſerueſt</l>
                  <l>Of gyfte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, thou myght be the bette</l>
                  <l>For that good holde I well be ſet</l>
                  <l>For which thou myght the better fare</l>
                  <l>Than is no wyſedome for to ſpare</l>
                  <l>For thus men ſeyne in euery nede</l>
                  <l>He was wyſe, that fyrſt made mede</l>
                  <l>For where as mede may not ſpede</l>
                  <l>I not what helpeth other dede</l>
                  <l>Full ofte be fayleth of his game</l>
                  <l>That wyll with ydellbonde reclayme</l>
                  <l>His hawke / as many a nyce doth</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne telle me ſoth</l>
                  <l>And ſayth the trouth, if thou haſt be</l>
                  <l>Vnto thy loue or ſcarſe, or fre?</l>
                  <l>¶My father it hath ſtonde thus</l>
                  <l>That if the treaſour of Creſus</l>
                  <l>And all the golde of Octauyan</l>
                  <l>Forth with the rycheſſe of Indian</l>
                  <l>Of perles and of ryche ſtones</l>
                  <l>were all to gether myn at ones</l>
                  <l>I ſette it at no more account</l>
                  <l>Than wolde a bare ſtrawe amount</l>
                  <l>To gyue it her all in a daye</l>
                  <l>Be ſo that to that ſwete may</l>
                  <l>It myght lyke more or leſſe</l>
                  <l>And thus bycauſe of my largeſſe</l>
                  <l>ye may well vnderſtonde and leue</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall nought the worſe acheue</l>
                  <l>The purpos, whiche is in my thought</l>
                  <l>But yet I yafe her neuer nought</l>
                  <l>Ne therto durſt a profre make</l>
                  <l>For well I wote, ſhe woll nought take</l>
                  <l>And yeue woll ſhe nought alſo</l>
                  <l>She is eſchewe of bothe two</l>
                  <l>And this I trowe be the ſkylle</l>
                  <l>Towardes me, for ſhe ne wyll</l>
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                  <l>That I haue any cauſe of hope</l>
                  <l>Nought als moche as a drope</l>
                  <l>But toward other as I may ſe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>She taketh and yeueth in ſuche degre</l>
                  <l>That as by wey of frendelyhede</l>
                  <l>She can ſo kepe her womanhede</l>
                  <l>That euery man ſpeketh of her wele</l>
                  <l>But ſhe wol take of me no dele</l>
                  <l>And yet ſhe wote wel, that I wolde</l>
                  <l>yeue, and do both, what I ſhulde</l>
                  <l>To pleſen her in all my myght</l>
                  <l>By reaſon this wote euery wyght</l>
                  <l>For that may by no wey aſterte</l>
                  <l>There ſhe is mayſter of the herte</l>
                  <l>She mote pe mayſter of the good</l>
                  <l>For god wo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e wel, that all my mode</l>
                  <l>And all myn herte, and all my thought</l>
                  <l>And all my good, whyle I haue ought</l>
                  <l>Als frely as god hath it gyue</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be hers, whyle I lyue</l>
                  <l>Ryght as her lyſt, her ſelue commande</l>
                  <l>So that it nedeth no demaunde</l>
                  <l>To aſke of me, if I haue be ſcarſe</l>
                  <l>To loue, for as to tho parſe</l>
                  <l>I wylle anſwere, and ſey no</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne that is ryght well do</l>
                  <l>For often tyme of ſcarceneſſe</l>
                  <l>It hath be ſen, that for the leſſe</l>
                  <l>Is loſt the more, as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>A tale, lyke to this matere.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <hi>¶ HIC LOQVITVR CON<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </hi> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> / qui <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>uaricia ſtricti largitatis bene <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ici<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> amoris cauſa confundunt. Et ponit exemplum qua<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>it<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> Croceus largus et hilaris Babionem <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>arum et tenacem de amore Viole / que pul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>herrima fuit / donis largiſſimis circumuenit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Scarcenes and loue acord neuer</l>
                  <l>For euery thynge is wel the leuer</l>
                  <l>whan that a man hath bought it dere</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke in this matere</l>
                  <l>For ſparynge of a lytell coſt</l>
                  <l>Ful oft tyme a man hath loſt</l>
                  <l>The large cote for the hode</l>
                  <l>what man that ſearſe is of his good</l>
                  <l>And wol not gyue, he ſhall nought take</l>
                  <l>with gyfte a man may vndertake</l>
                  <l>The hygh god to pleſe, and quenie</l>
                  <l>with gyft a man the worlde may deme</l>
                  <l>For euery creature bo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e</l>
                  <l>If thou hym yeue, is glad therfore</l>
                  <l>And euery gladſhyp as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Is comforte vnto loues kynde</l>
                  <l>And cauſeth ofte a man to ſpede</l>
                  <l>So was he wyſe, that fyrſt yafe mede</l>
                  <l>For mede kepeth loue in hous</l>
                  <l>But where the men be coueytous</l>
                  <l>And ſparen for to yeue a parte</l>
                  <l>They knowen nought Cupydes arte</l>
                  <l>For his fortune, and his appryſe</l>
                  <l>Diſdeyneth alle couetyſe</l>
                  <l>And hateth alle nygardye</l>
                  <l>And for to loke of this partie</l>
                  <l>A ſothe enſample / howe it is ſo</l>
                  <l>¶I fynde wryte of Babio</l>
                  <l>whiche had a loue at his menage</l>
                  <l>There was no fayrer of hyr age</l>
                  <l>And hyght Viola by name</l>
                  <l>whiche full of youth / and full of game</l>
                  <l>was of her ſelfe / and large and fre</l>
                  <l>But ſuche an other churche as be</l>
                  <l>Men wyſten nought in all the londe</l>
                  <l>And had affayted to his honde</l>
                  <l>His ſeruaunt / the whiche Spodius</l>
                  <l>was hote: and in this wyſe thus</l>
                  <l>The worldes good of ſuffiſaunce</l>
                  <l>was had / but lykynge and pleaſaunce</l>
                  <l>Of that belongeth to rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Of loue ſtode in great diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>So that this yonge luſty wyght</l>
                  <l>Of thinge, whiche felle to loues ryght</l>
                  <l>was euyll ſerued ouer all</l>
                  <l>That ſhe was tho bego withall</l>
                  <l>Tyl that Cupyde and Venus eke</l>
                  <l>A medicine for the ſeke</l>
                  <l>Ordeyne wolden in this cas</l>
                  <l>So as fortune thanne was</l>
                  <l>Of loue vpon the deſtine</l>
                  <l>It fell ryght, as it ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>A freſſhe, a free / a frendly man</l>
                  <l>That nought of auarice can</l>
                  <l>whiche Croceius by name hyght</l>
                  <l>Towarde this ſwete caſt his ſyght</l>
                  <l>And there ſhe was cam in in preſence</l>
                  <l>She ſygh hym large of diſpenſe</l>
                  <l>And amorous and glad of chere</l>
                  <l>So that her lyketh well to here</l>
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                  <l>The goodly wordes, whiche he ſayde</l>
                  <l>And thervpon of loue he prayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of loue was all that he ment</l>
                  <l>To loue and for ſhe ſhulde aſſent</l>
                  <l>He gafe her gyftes euer amonge</l>
                  <l>But for men ſayen, that mede is ſtronge</l>
                  <l>It was well ſene at thilke tyde</l>
                  <l>For as it ſhulde of ryght betyde</l>
                  <l>This Vyola largeſſe hath take</l>
                  <l>And the nygarde ſhe hath forſake</l>
                  <l>Of Babio ſhe wyll no more</l>
                  <l>For he was grutchende euermore</l>
                  <l>There was with hym none other fare</l>
                  <l>But for to pinche, &amp; for to ſpare</l>
                  <l>Of worldes mucke, to gette encres</l>
                  <l>So goth the wretche loueles</l>
                  <l>Beiaped for his ſcarſite</l>
                  <l>And be that large was and fre</l>
                  <l>And ſette his herte to diſpende</l>
                  <l>This Croceius his bowe bende</l>
                  <l>whiche Venus toke hym for to bolde</l>
                  <l>And ſhotte as ofte as euer he wolde</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus departeth loue his lawe</l>
                  <l>That what man woll nought be felawe</l>
                  <l>To yeue and ſpende, as I the telle</l>
                  <l>He is nought worthy for to dwell</l>
                  <l>In loues courte to be relieued</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne, if it be lieued</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be large of thy diſpenſe</l>
                  <l>¶My father in my conſcience</l>
                  <l>If there be any thynge amys</l>
                  <l>I wolde amende it after this</l>
                  <l>Towarde my loue namely</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne well and redily</l>
                  <l>Thou ſayſt, ſo that well payde withall</l>
                  <l>I am, and further if I ſhall</l>
                  <l>Vnto thy ſhrifte ſpecifie</l>
                  <l>Of auarice the progenie</l>
                  <l>what vice ſueth after this</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt haue wonder howe it is</l>
                  <l>Amonge the folke in any reigne</l>
                  <l>That ſuche a vice myght reigne</l>
                  <l>whiche is comune at all aſſayes</l>
                  <l>As men may fynde now a dayes.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Cuncta creatura deus, et qui cuncta creauit</l>
                  <l>Damnant ingrati dicta <expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> facta uiri.</l>
                  <l>Non dolor a longe ſtat, quo ſibi talis amicam</l>
                  <l>Traxit, et in ſine deſerit eſſe ſuam.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur ſupra illa aborta ſpecie auaricie, que ingratitudo dicta eſt cuius condicioni non ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lum creator, ſed etia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cuncte creature abhominabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lem deteſtantur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The vice lyke vnto the fende</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer yet was mans frende</l>
                  <l>And cleped is vnkyndeſhyp</l>
                  <l>Of Couyne, and of felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>with auarice he is witholde</l>
                  <l>Hym thi<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>keth he ſhuld nought ben hold</l>
                  <l>Vnto the mother, whiche hym bare</l>
                  <l>Of hym may neuer man beware</l>
                  <l>He wol not knowe the meryte</l>
                  <l>For that he wolde it not aquite</l>
                  <l>whiche in this worlde is mochel vſed</l>
                  <l>And fewe ben therof excuſed</l>
                  <l>To tell of hym is endeles</l>
                  <l>And thus I ſay netheles</l>
                  <l>where as this vice cometh to londe</l>
                  <l>There taketh no ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> his thonke on bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>Though he with all his myght ſerue</l>
                  <l>He ſhall of hym no thonke deſerue</l>
                  <l>He taketh what any man wyl yeue</l>
                  <l>But whyle he hath o day to lyue</l>
                  <l>He wol nothyng rewarde ageyne</l>
                  <l>He grutcheth for to gyue a greyne</l>
                  <l>where he hath take a berne fulle</l>
                  <l>That maketh a kynde herte dulle</l>
                  <l>To ſette his truſt in ſuche frendeſhyp</l>
                  <l>There as he fynt no kyndeſhyp</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke wordes pleyne</l>
                  <l>Thus here I many a man compleyne</l>
                  <l>That nowe on dayes thou ſhalte fynde</l>
                  <l>At nede, fewe frendes kynde</l>
                  <l>what thou haſt done for hem tofore</l>
                  <l>It is forgetten, as it were lore</l>
                  <l>The bokes ſpeken of this vice</l>
                  <l>And tellen, howe that god of his Iuſtice</l>
                  <l>By way of kynde and eke nature</l>
                  <l>And euery lyuis creature</l>
                  <l>The lawe alſo, who that it can</l>
                  <l>They dampne an vnkynde man</l>
                  <l>¶It is all one, to ſey vnkynde</l>
                  <l>As thinge, whiche done is agayne kynde</l>
                  <l>For it with kynde neuer ſtode</l>
                  <l>A man to yelde euyll for good</l>
                  <l>For who that wolde taken hede</l>
                  <l>A beeſt is glad of a good dede</l>
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                  <l>And loueth thylke creature</l>
                  <l>After the lawe of his nature</l>
                  <l>And whiche doth hym eaſe, &amp; for to ſe</l>
                  <l>Of this matere auctoritie</l>
                  <l>Full oft tyme it hath befalle</l>
                  <l>wherof a tale amonge vs all</l>
                  <l>whiche is of olde enſamplarie</l>
                  <l>I thynke for to ſpecifie.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic narrat quod beſtie in fuis beneficiis homi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nem ingratum naturaliter precellunt. Et ponit Exemplum de Adriano Rom<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſenatore, qui in qua dam foreſta venationibus infiſtens, dum preda<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ſequeretur in cifternam profundam neſcia fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> corruit, vbi ſuper peruenie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s quida<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> pauper <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>mine Bardus inmiſſa cordula putans hominem extravi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>e, primo Simeam extraxit, Secundo ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>entem, Certio Adrianum, qui pauperem de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>ens aliquid ei pro benefacto reddere recuſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>. Sed tam ſerpens quam ſimea gratuita be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>entia ipſum ſingulis donis remunerauerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶To ſpeke of an vnkynde man</l>
                  <l>I fynde, howe whylome Adryan</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, whiche a great lorde was</l>
                  <l>Vpon a day as he par cas</l>
                  <l>To wode in his huntyng went</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t hapneth at a ſodein wente</l>
                  <l>After the chaſe as he purſueth</l>
                  <l>Through hap, whiche no ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> eſcheweth</l>
                  <l>He felle vnware in to a pyt</l>
                  <l>where that it myght not be let</l>
                  <l>The pyt was depe, and he felle lowe</l>
                  <l>That of his men none myght knowe</l>
                  <l>where he became, for none was nygh</l>
                  <l>whiche of his fall the miſchiefe ſygh</l>
                  <l>And thus alone there he lay</l>
                  <l>Clepende, and criende all the day</l>
                  <l>For ſocoure and deliuerance</l>
                  <l>Tyll ageyne eue it fell par chaunce</l>
                  <l>A whyle or it began to nyght</l>
                  <l>A poure man, whiche Bardus hyght</l>
                  <l>Come forth walkende with his aſſe</l>
                  <l>And had gethered hym a taſſe</l>
                  <l>Of grene ſtyckes and of drye</l>
                  <l>To ſelle, whom that wolde hem bye</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche had no lyuelode</l>
                  <l>But whan he myght ſuche a lode</l>
                  <l>To towne with his aſſe carye</l>
                  <l>And as it felle hym for to tarye</l>
                  <l>That ylke tyme nyghe the pytte</l>
                  <l>And hath the truſſe faſt knytte</l>
                  <l>He herde a voyce, whiche cried dymme</l>
                  <l>And he his ere to the brymme</l>
                  <l>Hath leyde, and herde it was a man</l>
                  <l>whiche ſayde: O helpe here Adrian</l>
                  <l>And I wyll yeuen halfe my good</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The poure man this vnderſtod</l>
                  <l>As he that wolde gladly wyn</l>
                  <l>And to this lorde, whiche was within</l>
                  <l>He ſpake and ſayde: if I the ſaue</l>
                  <l>what ſikernes ſhall I haue</l>
                  <l>Of couenant, that afterwarde</l>
                  <l>Thou wolt me gyue ſuche rewarde</l>
                  <l>As thou behyghteſt nowe before?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other hath his othes ſwore</l>
                  <l>By heuen, and by the goddes all</l>
                  <l>If that it myght ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That he out of the pyt hym brought</l>
                  <l>Of all the goodes, whiche he ought</l>
                  <l>He ſhall haue euen haluen dele</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Bardus ſeyde, he wolde wele</l>
                  <l>And with this worde his aſſe anone</l>
                  <l>He let vntruſſe / and therupon</l>
                  <l>Downe goth the corde in to the pyt</l>
                  <l>To whiche he hath at ende knyt</l>
                  <l>A ſtaffe, wherby he ſayde, he wolde</l>
                  <l>That Adryan hym ſhulde holde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But it was tho per chance fallen</l>
                  <l>In to that pyt was alſo fallen</l>
                  <l>An ape, whiche at thylke trowe</l>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that the corde cam downe lowe</l>
                  <l>And ſodenly therto he ſkypte</l>
                  <l>And it in both his armes clypte</l>
                  <l>And Bardus with his aſſe anone</l>
                  <l>Hym hath vp draw, and he is gon</l>
                  <l>But whan he ſygh it was an ape</l>
                  <l>He wend all had ben a iape</l>
                  <l>Of fayery, and ſore hym dradde</l>
                  <l>And Adryan eft ſoone gradde</l>
                  <l>For help, and cryde and preyde faſte</l>
                  <l>And he eft ſone his corde caſte</l>
                  <l>But whan it cam vnto the grounde</l>
                  <l>A great ſerpent it hath by wounde</l>
                  <l>The whiche Bardus anone vp drough</l>
                  <l>And than hym thought welynough</l>
                  <l>It was fantaſyne that be herd</l>
                  <l>The voys, and he therto anſwerd</l>
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                  <l>what wyght art thou in goddes name</l>
                  <l>I am (quod Adryan) the ſame</l>
                  <l>whoſe good thou ſhalte haue euen halfe</l>
                  <l>Quod Bardus than a gods halfe</l>
                  <l>The thyrde tyme aſſay I ſhall</l>
                  <l>And caſt his corde forth withall</l>
                  <l>In to the pyt, and whan it came</l>
                  <l>To hym, this lorde of Rome it name</l>
                  <l>And therupon hym hath adreſſed</l>
                  <l>And with his honde ful ofte bleſſed</l>
                  <l>And than he had to Bardus hale</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche vnderſtode his tale</l>
                  <l>Betwene hym and his aſſe all ſofte</l>
                  <l>Hath drawen, and ſet hym vp a lofte</l>
                  <l>without harme all eaſely</l>
                  <l>He ſayth nat ones grant mercy</l>
                  <l>But ſtraught hym forth in to the cyte</l>
                  <l>And let this poure Bardus be</l>
                  <l>And netheles this ſymple man</l>
                  <l>His couenant, ſo as he can</l>
                  <l>Hath aſked, and that other ſayde</l>
                  <l>If it ſo be that he vpbrayde</l>
                  <l>Of ought, that hath be ſpoke or do</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be venged of hym ſo</l>
                  <l>That hym were better to be dede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he can tho no other rede</l>
                  <l>But on his aſſe agayne he caſt</l>
                  <l>His truſſe, and hyeth homewarde faſte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan that he came home to bed</l>
                  <l>He tolde his wyfe, howe that he ſped</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But fynally to ſpeke ought more</l>
                  <l>Vnto this lorde, he dradde hym ſore</l>
                  <l>So that one worde he durſt ne ſayne</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon the morowe agayne</l>
                  <l>In the maner, as I recorde</l>
                  <l>Forth with his aſſe, and with his corde</l>
                  <l>To gader wode, as he dyd er</l>
                  <l>He goth, and whan that he cam ner</l>
                  <l>Vnto the place, where he wolde</l>
                  <l>He gan his ape anone beholde</l>
                  <l>whiche had gadred al aboute</l>
                  <l>Of ſtyckes here and there a route</l>
                  <l>And leyde hem redy to his honde</l>
                  <l>wherof he made his truſſe and bonde</l>
                  <l>Fro day to day. and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>This ape profreth his ſeruiſe</l>
                  <l>So that he had of wode ynough</l>
                  <l>Vpon a tyme and as he drough</l>
                  <l>Towarde the woode, he ſigh beſyde</l>
                  <l>The great gaſtly ſerpent glyde</l>
                  <l>Tyll that ſhe cam in his preſence</l>
                  <l>And in hir kynde a reuerence</l>
                  <l>She hath hym do, &amp; forth withall</l>
                  <l>A ſtone more bryght than a Chriſtall</l>
                  <l>Out of her mouth to fore his way</l>
                  <l>She let downe fall, and went away</l>
                  <l>For that he ſhall not be adrad</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was this poure Bardus glad</l>
                  <l>Thankende god, and to the ſtone</l>
                  <l>He goth, and taketh it vp anone</l>
                  <l>And hath great wonder in his wytte</l>
                  <l>Howe that the beeſt hym hath a quitte</l>
                  <l>where that the mans ſon hath fayled</l>
                  <l>For whom he had moſt trauayled</l>
                  <l>But all he put in goddes honde</l>
                  <l>And torneth home, and what he fonde</l>
                  <l>Vnto his wyfe he hath it ſhewde</l>
                  <l>And they that were bothe lewde</l>
                  <l>Acorden, that he ſhulde it ſelle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he no lenger wolde dwelle</l>
                  <l>But forth anone vpon the tale</l>
                  <l>The ſtone he profreth to the ſale</l>
                  <l>And ryght as he hym ſelfe it ſette</l>
                  <l>The ieweller anone forth fette</l>
                  <l>The golde, and made his payment</l>
                  <l>Therof was no delayement</l>
                  <l>Thus wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> this ſtone was bought &amp; ſold</l>
                  <l>Homward with ioy many folde</l>
                  <l>This Bardus goth, and whan he cam</l>
                  <l>Hom to his hows, and that he nam</l>
                  <l>His gold out of his pours within</l>
                  <l>He fonde his ſtone alſo therin</l>
                  <l>wherof for ioye his herte playde</l>
                  <l>Vnto his wyfe and thus he ſayde</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo here my golde, lo here my ſtone</l>
                  <l>His wyfe hath wonder thervpon</l>
                  <l>And aſketh hym howe that may be</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe by my trouth I not quod be</l>
                  <l>But I dare ſwere vpon a boke</l>
                  <l>Vnto my marchaunt I it toke</l>
                  <l>And he it had, whan I went</l>
                  <l>So knowe I nought to what entent</l>
                  <l>It is nowe here, but it be goddes grace</l>
                  <l>For thy to morowe in other place</l>
                  <l>I wylle it fonde for to ſelle</l>
                  <l>And if it woll not with hym dwelle</l>
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                  <l>But crepe in to my purſe ageyne</l>
                  <l>Than dare I ſauely ſwere and ſeyne</l>
                  <l>It is the vertue of the ſtone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The morowe came, and he is gone</l>
                  <l>To ſeche aboute in other ſtede</l>
                  <l>His ſtone to ſelle, and ſo he dede</l>
                  <l>And lefte it with his chapman there</l>
                  <l>But whan that he came els where</l>
                  <l>In preſence of his wyfe at home</l>
                  <l>Out of his purs and that he nome</l>
                  <l>His golde fonde, his ſtone withal</l>
                  <l>And thus it felle hym oueral</l>
                  <l>where he it ſolde in ſondry place</l>
                  <l>Suche was the fortune and the grace</l>
                  <l>But ſo well may nothynge be hyd</l>
                  <l>That it his at laſt kyd</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This fame goth aboute Rome</l>
                  <l>So ferforth that the wordes come</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o the emperour Iuſtynyan</l>
                  <l>And he let ſende for the man</l>
                  <l>And aſked hym, howe that it was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Bardus tolde all the cas</l>
                  <l>Howe that the worme, and eke the beſte</l>
                  <l>Al though they made no biheſte</l>
                  <l>His trauayle hadden well aquyt</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche had mans wyt</l>
                  <l>And made his couenant by mouth</l>
                  <l>And ſwore therto all that he couth</l>
                  <l>To parte and gyue halfe his good</l>
                  <l>Hath nowe foryete howe that it ſtood</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche wol no trouth holde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This emperour al that he tolde</l>
                  <l>Hath herde, and thylke vnkyndneſſe</l>
                  <l>He ſayde, he wolde hym ſelfe redreſſe</l>
                  <l>And thus in courte of iugement</l>
                  <l>This Adryan was than aſſent</l>
                  <l>And the quarell in audience</l>
                  <l>Declared was in the preſence</l>
                  <l>Of the emperour and many moo</l>
                  <l>wherof was mochel ſpeche tho</l>
                  <l>And great wondrynge amonge the preſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But at laſt netheleſe</l>
                  <l>For the partie, whiche hath pleyned</l>
                  <l>The lawe hath demed, and ordeyned</l>
                  <l>By hem, that were auiſed wele</l>
                  <l>That he ſhal haue the haluen dele</l>
                  <l>Throughout of Adryans good</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus of thylke vnkynde blode</l>
                  <l>Stant the memory vnto this day</l>
                  <l>where that euery wyſe man may</l>
                  <l>Enſamplen hym, and take in mynde</l>
                  <l>what ſhame it is, to ben vnkynde</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the whiche, reaſon debateth</l>
                  <l>And euery creature it hateth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne in thy offyce</l>
                  <l>I rede flee that ylke vyce</l>
                  <l>For ryght as the cronycle ſeyth</l>
                  <l>Of Adryan howe he his feyth</l>
                  <l>Foryate for worldes couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Ful oft in ſuche a maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of louers nowe a man may ſe</l>
                  <l>Ful many that vnkynde be</l>
                  <l>For wel byhote, and euel laſt</l>
                  <l>That is her lyfe, for at laſt</l>
                  <l>whan that they haue her wylle do</l>
                  <l>Her loue is after ſoone ago</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what ſayſt thou ſonne to this cas</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader I wyl ſaye allas</l>
                  <l>That euer ſuche a man was bore</l>
                  <l>whiche whan he hath his trouth ſwore</l>
                  <l>And hath of loue what he wolde</l>
                  <l>That he at any tyme ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Euer after in his hert fynde</l>
                  <l>To ſen fal and to ben vnkynde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But fader as touchend of me</l>
                  <l>I may not ſtond in that degree</l>
                  <l>For I toke neuer of loue why</l>
                  <l>That I ne may go therby</l>
                  <l>And do my profyte els where</l>
                  <l>For any ſpede I fynde there</l>
                  <l>I dare wel thynken all aboute</l>
                  <l>But I ne dare not ſpeke it oute</l>
                  <l>And if I dorſt, I wold pleyne</l>
                  <l>That ſhe, for whom I ſuffer peyne</l>
                  <l>And loue her euer a lyche hote</l>
                  <l>That nother yeue ne byhote</l>
                  <l>In rewardynge of my ſeruyce</l>
                  <l>Hit lyſt her in no maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>I wylle not ſey, that ſhe is kynde</l>
                  <l>And for to ſey, ſhe is vnkynde</l>
                  <l>That dare I not by god aboue</l>
                  <l>whiche demeth euery herte of loue</l>
                  <l>He wote, that on myn owne ſyde</l>
                  <l>Shall none vnkyndenes abyde</l>
                  <l>If it ſhall with my lady dwelle</l>
                  <l>Therof dare I no more telle</l>
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                  <l>Nowe good father as it is</l>
                  <l>Tell me, what thynketh you of this</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne of that vnkyndſhyp</l>
                  <l>The whiche towarde thy ladyſſhyp</l>
                  <l>Thou pleyneſt / for ſhe woll the nought</l>
                  <l>Thou art to blamen of thy thought</l>
                  <l>For it may be, that thy deſyre</l>
                  <l>Though it brenne euer / as doth the fyre</l>
                  <l>Percaſe to her honour myſſet</l>
                  <l>O rels tyme come nought yet</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant vpon thy deſtine</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne, I rede the</l>
                  <l>Thynke well, what euer the befall</l>
                  <l>For no man hath his luſtes all</l>
                  <l>But as thou toldeſt me before</l>
                  <l>That thou to loue art nought forſwore</l>
                  <l>And haſt done no vnkyndneſſe</l>
                  <l>Thou myght therof thy grace bleſſe</l>
                  <l>And leue nought that continuance</l>
                  <l>That there may be none ſuche greuance</l>
                  <l>To loue, as is vnkyndſhyppe</l>
                  <l>wherof to kepe thy worſhyp</l>
                  <l>So as theſe olde bokes tale</l>
                  <l>I ſhall the telle, a redy tale</l>
                  <l>Now herken, and be well ware therby</l>
                  <l>For I wyll telle it openly.</l>
               </lg>
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               <head>¶ Hic ponit exemplum contra viros amori in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratos. Et narrat qualiter Theſeus Aegei fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lius conſilio fultus Adriane regis Minos filie in domo, que Laborinthus dicitur, Minotau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rum vicit, vnde Theſeus Adriane ſponſalie cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſſime promittens / ipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vna cum Phedra ſorore ſua a Creta ſecu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> nauigio duxit Sed ſtatim poſtea oblito gratitudinis beneficio Adriadnam ipſum ſaluantem in inſula Chion ſpretam poſt tergu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> re fiquit. Et Phedram Athenis ſibi ſponſatam in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratus coronauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Minos, as tellen the poete</l>
                  <l>The which whylom was kyng of Crete</l>
                  <l>A ſonne hadde, and Androchee</l>
                  <l>He hyght, and ſo befelle that be</l>
                  <l>Vnto Athenes for to lere</l>
                  <l>was ſente, and ſo he bare him there</l>
                  <l>For that he was of high lignage</l>
                  <l>Suche pride he toke in his corage</l>
                  <l>That he foryeten hath the ſcholes</l>
                  <l>And in ryot amonge the foles</l>
                  <l>He dyd many thynges wronge</l>
                  <l>And vſed thylke lyfe ſo longe</l>
                  <l>Tyl at laſt of that he wrought</l>
                  <l>He fonde the miſchiefe, which he ſought</l>
                  <l>wherof it fell, that he was ſlayne</l>
                  <l>His fader, whiche it herde ſayne</l>
                  <l>was wrothe, and all that euer he myght</l>
                  <l>Of men of armes he hym dyght</l>
                  <l>A ſtronge power, and forth he went</l>
                  <l>Vnto Athenis, where he brent</l>
                  <l>The playne countre al aboute</l>
                  <l>The cities ſtode of hym in doute</l>
                  <l>As they that no defence hadde</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the power, whiche he ladde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Egeus, whiche was there kynge</l>
                  <l>His counſell toke vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>For he was than in the citie</l>
                  <l>So that of pees in to trete</l>
                  <l>Bitwene Mynos and Egeus</l>
                  <l>They fell, and bene accorded thus</l>
                  <l>That kynge Mynos fro yere to yere</l>
                  <l>Receyue ſhal as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>Out of Athenys for truage</l>
                  <l>Of men, that were of myghty age</l>
                  <l>Parſons nyne: of whiche he ſhall</l>
                  <l>His wyl don in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>For vengeaunce of his ſonnes deth</l>
                  <l>None other grace there ne geth</l>
                  <l>But for to take the Iuyſe</l>
                  <l>And that was don in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon whiche ſtode a wonder cas</l>
                  <l>For that tyme ſo it was</l>
                  <l>wherof that men yet rede and ſynge</l>
                  <l>Kynge Mynos had in his kepynge</l>
                  <l>A cruell monſter, as ſeyth the ieſt</l>
                  <l>For he was halfe man and halfe beſt</l>
                  <l>And Mynotaurus he was hote</l>
                  <l>which was begotten in a ryote</l>
                  <l>Vpon Paſyphae his owne wyfe</l>
                  <l>whyles he was out vpon the ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Of that great ſyege of Troye</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche loſt hath all ioye</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe ſyghe this monſtre bore</l>
                  <l>Bad men ordeyne anon therfore</l>
                  <l>And felle that ilke tyme thus</l>
                  <l>There was a clerke, one Dedalus</l>
                  <l>whiche had ben of hir aſſent</l>
                  <l>Of that her lorde, was ſo myswent</l>
                  <l>And he made of his owne wyt</l>
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                  <l>wherof the remembraunce is yet</l>
                  <l>For Mynotaure ſuche a hous</l>
                  <l>That was ſo ſtronge, and meruaylous</l>
                  <l>That what man that within went</l>
                  <l>There was ſo many a ſondry went</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſhulde nought come out</l>
                  <l>But gone amaſed all aboute</l>
                  <l>And in this houſe to locke and warde</l>
                  <l>was Mynotaurus put in warde</l>
                  <l>That what lyfe, that therin cam</l>
                  <l>Or man or beeſt be ouercam</l>
                  <l>And ſlough, and fedde hym thervpon</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe many one</l>
                  <l>Out of Athenis for truage</l>
                  <l>Deuouted weren in that rage</l>
                  <l>For euery yere they ſhopen hem ſo</l>
                  <l>They of Athenis er they go</l>
                  <l>Towarde that ilke wofull chaunce</l>
                  <l>As it was ſette in ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>Vpon fortune her lotte they caſt</l>
                  <l>Tyll that Theſeus at laſte</l>
                  <l>whiche was the kynges ſonne there</l>
                  <l>Amonges other that there were</l>
                  <l>In thilke yere, as it befelle</l>
                  <l>The lotte vpon his chaunce felle</l>
                  <l>He was a worthy knyght withall</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſygh his chaunce falle</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>erde as though he toke none hede</l>
                  <l>But all that euer he myght ſpede</l>
                  <l>with hym / and with his felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>Forth in to Crete he goth by ſhyp</l>
                  <l>where that the kyng Mynos he ſought</l>
                  <l>And profereth all that he hym oughte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt of her accorde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This ſterne kynge, this cruell lorde</l>
                  <l>Toke euery day one of the nyne</l>
                  <l>And put hym in to the diſcipline</l>
                  <l>Of Mynotaure to be deuoured</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Theſeus was ſo fauoured</l>
                  <l>That he was kepte tyll at laſte</l>
                  <l>And the meane whyle he caſt</l>
                  <l>what thynge hym were beſt to do</l>
                  <l>And felle / that Ariadne tho</l>
                  <l>whiche was the doughter of Mynos</l>
                  <l>And had herde the worthy los</l>
                  <l>Of Theſeus, and of his myght</l>
                  <l>And ſygh he was a luſty knyght</l>
                  <l>Her holle herte on hym ſhe layde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he alſo of loue her prayd</l>
                  <l>So ferforth, that they were alone</l>
                  <l>And ſhe ordeneth, that anone</l>
                  <l>In what maner ſhe ſhuld hym ſaue</l>
                  <l>And ſhope ſo, that ſhe dyd hym haue</l>
                  <l>A clewe of threde, of whiche within</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt at dore he ſhall begynne</l>
                  <l>with hym to take that one ende</l>
                  <l>Than whan he wold ageynward wende</l>
                  <l>He myght go the ſame weye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this ſo as I ſeye</l>
                  <l>Of pytche ſhe toke hym a pelote</l>
                  <l>The whiche he ſhuld in to the throte</l>
                  <l>Of Mynotaure caſt ryght</l>
                  <l>Suche wepen alſo for hym ſhe dyght</l>
                  <l>That he by reaſon may not fayle</l>
                  <l>To make an ende of his bataile</l>
                  <l>For ſhe hym taught in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Tylle he was knowe of thylke empryſe</l>
                  <l>Howe he this beſt ſhuld quelle</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhortely for to telle</l>
                  <l>So as this mayden hym had taught</l>
                  <l>Theſeus with his monſter faught</l>
                  <l>And ſmote of his hede, the whiche be nam</l>
                  <l>And by the thred, ſo as he cam</l>
                  <l>He goth ageyne, tyl he were oute</l>
                  <l>So was great wonder all aboute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Mynos the tribute hath releced</l>
                  <l>And ſo was all the werre ſeced</l>
                  <l>Betwene Athenys and hem of Crete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe to ſpeke of that ſwete</l>
                  <l>The whoſe beaute was withoute wan</l>
                  <l>This fayre mayden Adryan</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe ſygh Theſeus ſounde</l>
                  <l>was neuer yet vpon this grounde</l>
                  <l>A gladder wyght than ſhe was tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſeus dwelt a day or two</l>
                  <l>where that Mynos great chere him did</l>
                  <l>Theſeus in a preue ſted</l>
                  <l>Hath with this maiden ſpoke &amp; rowned</l>
                  <l>That ſhe to hym was abandouned</l>
                  <l>In al that euer ſhe couth</l>
                  <l>So that her luſty youth</l>
                  <l>All pryuely bytwene hem twey</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte floure he toke awey</l>
                  <l>For he ſo fayre tho behyght</l>
                  <l>That euer whyle he lyue myght</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld her take for his wyfe</l>
                  <l>And as his owne bertes lyfe</l>
                  <l>He wolde her loue, and trouth here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>And ſhe whiche myght not forbere</l>
                  <l>So ſore loueth hym ageyne</l>
                  <l>That what as euer he wold ſeyne</l>
                  <l>with all her hert ſhe it leueth</l>
                  <l>And thus his purpoſe he acheuyth</l>
                  <l>So that aſſured of his trouth</l>
                  <l>with hym ſhe went, &amp; that was routh</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Phedra her yonge ſuſter eke</l>
                  <l>A luſty mayd, a ſobre, a meke</l>
                  <l>Fulfylled of all curtoſye</l>
                  <l>For ſuſterhode and companye</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche was hem betwene</l>
                  <l>To ſe her ſuſter be made a quene</l>
                  <l>Her fader lefte, and forth ſhe went</l>
                  <l>with hym, whiche all his fyrſt entent</l>
                  <l>Forgat within a lytel throwe</l>
                  <l>So that it was all ouer throwe</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe beſt wend it ſhuld ſtonde</l>
                  <l>The ſhyp was blowen fro the londe</l>
                  <l>wherin that they ſailend were</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Ariadne had mochel fere</l>
                  <l>Of that the wynde ſo lowde blewe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche of theſe ne knewe</l>
                  <l>And praid for to reſte a whyle</l>
                  <l>And ſo felle, that vpon an yle</l>
                  <l>whiche Chio hyght, they ben dreue</l>
                  <l>where he to her leue hath yeue</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſhall lond and take her reſt</l>
                  <l>But that was nothynge for her beſt</l>
                  <l>For whan ſhe was to lond brought</l>
                  <l>She which that tyme thought nought</l>
                  <l>But all trouth, and toke no kepe</l>
                  <l>Hath layd her ſoft for to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche longe hath ben forwat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ched</l>
                  <l>But certes ſhe was euil matched</l>
                  <l>And fer from all loues kynde</l>
                  <l>For more than the beſt vnkynde</l>
                  <l>Theſeus, whiche no trouth kept</l>
                  <l>whyle that this yonge lady ſlept</l>
                  <l>Fulfylled of all vnkyndſhyp</l>
                  <l>Hath all forgeten the goodſhyp</l>
                  <l>whiche Ariadne hym had do</l>
                  <l>And had vnto the ſhypmen tho</l>
                  <l>Hale vp the ſayle, and nought abyde</l>
                  <l>And forth he gothe the ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>Toward Athenis, and her on londe</l>
                  <l>He left, whiche lay nygh the ſtronde</l>
                  <l>Slepend, tyl that ſhe awoke</l>
                  <l>But whan that ſhe caſt vp her loke</l>
                  <l>Towarde the ſtronde, &amp; ſygh no wyght</l>
                  <l>Her herte was ſo ſore aflyght</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne wyſt what to thynke</l>
                  <l>But drough her to the water brinke</l>
                  <l>where ſhe behelde the ſee at large</l>
                  <l>She ſigh no ſhyp, ſhe ſigh no barge</l>
                  <l>Als ferforth as ſhe myght kenne</l>
                  <l>Ha lorde, ſhe ſayd, which a ſenne</l>
                  <l>As all the worlde ſhall after here</l>
                  <l>Vpon this wofull woman here</l>
                  <l>This worthye knyghte hath done and wrought</l>
                  <l>I we<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d I had his loue bought</l>
                  <l>And ſo deſerued at nede</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſtode vpon his drede</l>
                  <l>And eke the loue, he me behyght</l>
                  <l>It is great wonder, howe he might</l>
                  <l>Towardes me nowe ben vnkynde</l>
                  <l>And ſo to lette out of his mynde</l>
                  <l>Thyng, which he ſayd his owne mouth</l>
                  <l>But after this, whan it is couth</l>
                  <l>And drawe to the worldes fame</l>
                  <l>It ſhall ben hyndrynge of his name</l>
                  <l>For well he wote, and ſo wote I</l>
                  <l>He yafe his trouthe bodely</l>
                  <l>That he myn honour ſhulde kepe</l>
                  <l>And with that worde ſhe gan wepe</l>
                  <l>And ſoroweth more than inough</l>
                  <l>Hyr faire treſſes ſhe to drough</l>
                  <l>And with her ſelfe ſhe toke ſuch a ſtrife</l>
                  <l>That ſhe betwene the deth and life</l>
                  <l>Swounende lay full ofte amonge</l>
                  <l>And all was this on hym alonge</l>
                  <l>whiche was to loue vnkynde ſo</l>
                  <l>wherof the wronge ſhall euermo</l>
                  <l>Stonde in cronyke of remembrance</l>
                  <l>And eke it aſketh a vengeance</l>
                  <l>To ben vnkynde in loues cas</l>
                  <l>So as Theſeus than was</l>
                  <l>All though he were a noble knyght</l>
                  <l>For he the lawe of loues ryght</l>
                  <l>Forfayted hath in all waye</l>
                  <l>That Ariadne he put away</l>
                  <l>whiche was a great vnkynde dede</l>
                  <l>And after that, ſo as I rede</l>
                  <l>Phedra, the whiche his ſyſter is</l>
                  <l>He toke in ſtede of hir, and this</l>
                  <l>Fell afterwarde to mekell tene</l>
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                  <l>For thilke vyce, of whiche I mene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vnkyndſhyp where it falleth</l>
                  <l>The trouthe of mannes herte it palleth</l>
                  <l>That he can no good dede acquyte</l>
                  <l>So may be ſtonde of no meryte</l>
                  <l>Towardes god, and eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Men calle hym the worldes fo</l>
                  <l>For he no more than the fende</l>
                  <l>Vnto none other man is frende</l>
                  <l>But all toward hym ſelfe alone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne in thy perſone</l>
                  <l>This vyce aboue all other flee</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader as ye teche me</l>
                  <l>I thynke to do in this matere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ouer this I wolde fayn here</l>
                  <l>wherof I ſhall me ſhryue more</l>
                  <l>¶My good ſonne as for thy lore</l>
                  <l>After the reule of couetyſe</l>
                  <l>I ſhall the propyrte deuyſe</l>
                  <l>Of euery vyce by and by</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken, and be wel ware therby.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ex <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lara res tollit luce rapina</l>
                  <l>Floribus et iuncta virgine mella capit.</l>
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            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>c tractat ſuper illa ſpecia cupida que rapina <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>atur, cuius mater extorcio ipſam ad de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ndu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> magnatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> curiis ſpecialius co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶In the lygnage of auaryce</l>
                  <l>My ſonne yet there is a vyce</l>
                  <l>His ryght name it is rauyne</l>
                  <l>whiche hath a route of his couyne</l>
                  <l>Rauyne amonge the mayſters dwelleth</l>
                  <l>And with his ſeruauntes as men telleth</l>
                  <l>Extorcion is nowe witholde</l>
                  <l>Rauyne of other mennes folde</l>
                  <l>Maketh his lardyr, and payeth nought</l>
                  <l>For where as euer it may be ſought</l>
                  <l>In his hous there ſhall no thynge lacke</l>
                  <l>And that fulofte abyeth the packe</l>
                  <l>Of powre men that dwelle a boute</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtant the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune people in doute</l>
                  <l>which can do none amendement</l>
                  <l>For whan hym fayleth paiement</l>
                  <l>Rauyne maketh non other ſkylle</l>
                  <l>But taketh by ſtrength al that he wille</l>
                  <l>So ben there in the ſame wyſe</l>
                  <l>Louers, as I the ſhall deuyſe</l>
                  <l>That whan nought elles may auayle</l>
                  <l>Anone with ſtrength they aſſayle</l>
                  <l>And gette of loue the ſeſyne</l>
                  <l>when they ſe tyme by rauyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne ſhryue the here</l>
                  <l>If thou haſt ben a Rauynere</l>
                  <l>Of loue. ¶ Certes father no</l>
                  <l>For I my lady loue ſo</l>
                  <l>For though I were as was Pompey</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde me wolde obey</l>
                  <l>Or els ſuche as Aliſaundre</l>
                  <l>I wolde nought do ſuche a ſclaunder</l>
                  <l>It is no good man whiche ſo doth</l>
                  <l>¶ In good feyth ſonne thou ſayſt ſothe</l>
                  <l>For he that woll of purueance</l>
                  <l>By ſuche a wey his luſte auaunce</l>
                  <l>He ſhall it after ſore abye</l>
                  <l>But if theſe olde enſamples lye</l>
                  <l>¶ Nowe good father telle me one</l>
                  <l>So as ye connen many one</l>
                  <l>Touchende of loue in this matere</l>
                  <l>¶ Now lyſt my ſon &amp; thou ſhalte here</l>
                  <l>So as it hath be befall er this</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe howe that it is</l>
                  <l>A man to take by rauyne</l>
                  <l>The preye whiche is feminyne.</l>
               </lg>
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               <head>¶ Hic ponit exemplum contra iſtos in amoris cauſa raptores, Et narrat qualiter Pandyon tex Athen .ii. filias vez Progne<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> &amp; Philomena<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> habuit: Progne autem regi Tracie Therreo deſponſata contigit, quod cum Tereus ad inſtantiam vxoris ſue Philomenam de Athen in Traciam ſororie viſitationis cauſa ſecum quadam vice perduceret in concupiſcentiam Philomene tanta ſeneritate in Itinere dilapſus eſt, quod ipſe non ſolum ſue vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lentia rapine virginitatem eius oppreſſit, ſed et ip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſius linguam, ne factum detegeret forcipe mitula nit, vnde imperpetue memorie ceonicam tanti ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptoris auſteritatem miro ordine dii poſtea vindi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>carunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ There was a ryall noble kynge</l>
                  <l>A ryche of all worldes thynge</l>
                  <l>whiche of his propre enheritance</l>
                  <l>Athenis had in gouernance</l>
                  <l>And who ſo thynketh therupon</l>
                  <l>His name was kynge Pandyon</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Two doughters had he by his wyfe</l>
                  <l>The whiche he loued as his lyfe</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt doughter Progne hyght</l>
                  <l>And the ſeconde, as ſhe well myght</l>
                  <l>was cleped faire Philomene</l>
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                  <l>To whom fell after mochel tene</l>
                  <l>The father of his purueaunce</l>
                  <l>His doughter Progne wolde auarice</l>
                  <l>And ga<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e hir vnto mariage</l>
                  <l>A worthy kyng of high lignage</l>
                  <l>A noble knyght eke of his honde</l>
                  <l>So was he kyd in euery londe</l>
                  <l>Of Trace he hyght Thereus</l>
                  <l>The clerke Ouide telleth thus</l>
                  <l>This Thereus his wyfe home lad</l>
                  <l>A luſty lyfe with her he had</l>
                  <l>Tyll it befelle vpon a tyde</l>
                  <l>This Progne, as ſhe lay hym beſyde</l>
                  <l>Bethought hir, howe that it myght be</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hir ſuſter myght ſe</l>
                  <l>And to hir lorde hir wyll ſhe ſayde</l>
                  <l>with goodly wordes and hym preyde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe to hir myght go</l>
                  <l>And if it lyked hym not ſo</l>
                  <l>That than he wolde hym ſelfe wende</l>
                  <l>Or els by ſome other ſende</l>
                  <l>whiche myght hir dere ſuſter grete</l>
                  <l>And ſhap<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> that they myght mete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Hir lord<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> anone to that he herde</l>
                  <l>yafe his accorde, and thus anſwerde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I wyll (ſaide he) for thy ſake</l>
                  <l>The wey after thy ſyſter take</l>
                  <l>My ſelfe, and brynge hir, if I may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe with that, there as ſhe lay</l>
                  <l>Bigan hym in hir armes clyppe</l>
                  <l>And kyſt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> with hir ſofte lyppe</l>
                  <l>And ſayde<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> ſyre graunt mercy</l>
                  <l>And he loue after was redy</l>
                  <l>And toke his leue for to go</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In ſory tyme dyd he ſo</l>
                  <l>This Thereus goth forth to ſhyppe</l>
                  <l>And with hym his felauſhyppe</l>
                  <l>By ſee the ryght cours he nam</l>
                  <l>Vnto the countrey tyll he cam</l>
                  <l>where Philomene was dwellynge</l>
                  <l>And of hir ſuſter the tydynge</l>
                  <l>He rolde, and tho they weren gladde</l>
                  <l>And mochel ioye of hym they made</l>
                  <l>The father and the mother bothe</l>
                  <l>To leue her doughter were lothe</l>
                  <l>But if they were in preſence</l>
                  <l>And netheles at reuerence</l>
                  <l>Of hym that wolde hym ſelfe trauayle</l>
                  <l>They wolde nought he ſhulde fayle</l>
                  <l>And that they prayde, gyue her leue</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that wolde not beleue</l>
                  <l>In all haſt made her iare</l>
                  <l>Towarde hir ſuſter for to fare</l>
                  <l>with Thereus, and forth ſhe went</l>
                  <l>And he with his hole entent</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe was fro her frendes go</l>
                  <l>Aſſottith of her loue ſo</l>
                  <l>That his eie myght he not witholde</l>
                  <l>That he ne muſt on hir beholde</l>
                  <l>And with the ſyght gan deſyre</l>
                  <l>And ſet his owne herte a fyre</l>
                  <l>And fire, whan it to towe approcheth</l>
                  <l>To hym anone the ſtrength accrocheth</l>
                  <l>Tyll with his hete it be deuoured</l>
                  <l>The towe ne may not be ſouccoured</l>
                  <l>And ſo the tyrant rauener</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe was in his power</l>
                  <l>And he therto ſawe tyme and place</l>
                  <l>As he that loſt hath all grace</l>
                  <l>Forgate, he was a wedded man</l>
                  <l>And in a rage on hir he ran</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a wolfe, that taketh his pray</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe began to crye and pray</l>
                  <l>O father, o mother dere</l>
                  <l>Nowe helpe. but they ne myght it here</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was of to lytell myght</l>
                  <l>Defence ageyne ſo rude a knyght</l>
                  <l>To make, whan he was ſo woode</l>
                  <l>That he no reaſon vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>But helde her vnder in ſuche wyſe</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne myght not aryſe</l>
                  <l>But lay oppreſſed and diſeſed</l>
                  <l>As if a Gouſ hauke had feyſed</l>
                  <l>A byrde, whiche durſt not for fere</l>
                  <l>Remue, and thus this tyraunt there</l>
                  <l>By caſt hir ſuche thynge, as men ſeyne</l>
                  <l>May neuer more be yolden ageyne</l>
                  <l>And that was the virginite</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche rauyn it was pyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan ſhe to hir ſelfe come</l>
                  <l>And of hir miſchiefe hede nome</l>
                  <l>And knewe, how that ſhe was no maide</l>
                  <l>with wofull herte thus ſhe ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou of all men the werſt</l>
                  <l>where was there euer man that derſt</l>
                  <l>Do ſuche a dede, as thou haſt do</l>
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                  <l>That day ſhall falle, I hope ſo</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall tell out all my fylle</l>
                  <l>And with my ſpeche I ſhall fulfylle</l>
                  <l>The wyde worlde in brede and length</l>
                  <l>That thou haſt done to me by ſtrength</l>
                  <l>If that I amonge the people dwelle</l>
                  <l>Vnto the people I ſhall it telle</l>
                  <l>And if I be within walle</l>
                  <l>Of ſtones cloſed, than I ſhalle</l>
                  <l>Vnto the ſtones clepe and crie</l>
                  <l>And tell hem thy felonye</l>
                  <l>And if I to the wodes wende</l>
                  <l>There ſhall I tell all and ende</l>
                  <l>And crye it to the byrdes out</l>
                  <l>That they ſhall here it all aboute</l>
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               <lg>
                  <l>For I ſo lowde it ſhall reherſe</l>
                  <l>That my voyce ſhall the heuen perce</l>
                  <l>That it ſhall ſowne in goddes ere</l>
                  <l>A fals man, where is thy fere?</l>
                  <l>O more cruel than ony beeſt</l>
                  <l>Howe haſt thou holden thy beheſt?</l>
                  <l>whiche thou vnto my ſuſter madeſt</l>
                  <l>O thou, whiche all loue vngladeſt</l>
                  <l>And art enſample of all vntrewe</l>
                  <l>Nowe wolde god my ſuſter knewe</l>
                  <l>Of thyn vntrouthe, howe that it ſtode</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he than as a lyon wode</l>
                  <l>with his vnhappy bondes ſtronge</l>
                  <l>He caught hir by the treſſes longe</l>
                  <l>with the which he bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de both hir armes</l>
                  <l>That was a feble dede of armes</l>
                  <l>And to the grounde anone hir caſt</l>
                  <l>And out he clyppeth alſo faſt</l>
                  <l>Hir tonge with a payre of ſheres</l>
                  <l>So what with blode &amp; what with teres</l>
                  <l>Out of hir eyen, and out of hir mouthe</l>
                  <l>He made hir fayre face vncouth</l>
                  <l>She lay ſwownynge vnto the dethe</l>
                  <l>There was vnneth ony brethe</l>
                  <l>But yet whan he hir tonge refte</l>
                  <l>A lytell parte therof be lefte</l>
                  <l>But ſhe withall no worde may ſowne</l>
                  <l>But chitre, and as a byrde iargowne</l>
                  <l>And neuertheles that wode hounde</l>
                  <l>Hir body bent vp fro the grounde</l>
                  <l>And ſent hir there, as by his wyll</l>
                  <l>She ſhulde abyde in priſone ſtyll</l>
                  <l>For euer mo, but nowe take hede</l>
                  <l>what after felle of this myſdede</l>
                  <l>whan all this miſchiefe was befall</l>
                  <l>This Thereus, that foule hym falle</l>
                  <l>Vnto his countrey home he tigh</l>
                  <l>And whan he come his palais nigh</l>
                  <l>His wyfe alredy there hym kepte</l>
                  <l>whan he hir ſigh anone he wept</l>
                  <l>And that he dyd for deceyte</l>
                  <l>For ſhe began to aſke hym ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>where is my ſuſter: and he ſayde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe was dede, and Progne abraide</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that was a wofull wyfe</l>
                  <l>And ſtode betwene her deth and lyfe</l>
                  <l>Bicauſe ſhe herde ſuche tydynge</l>
                  <l>But for ſhe ſygh her lord wepynge</l>
                  <l>She wende nought but all trouth</l>
                  <l>And had wel the more routh</l>
                  <l>The perles were tho forſake</l>
                  <l>To her, and blacke clothes take</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that was gentill and kynde</l>
                  <l>In worſhyp of her ſuſters mynde</l>
                  <l>She made a ryche enterement</l>
                  <l>For ſhe fonde none amendement</l>
                  <l>To ſyghen or to ſob more</l>
                  <l>So was there gyle vnder the gore</l>
                  <l>Nowe leue we this kynge and quene</l>
                  <l>And torne ayene to Phylomene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As I beganne to tell erſte</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe cam in to priſon ferſt</l>
                  <l>It thought a kynges doughter ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>To make ſo ſodeyne a chaunge</l>
                  <l>Fro welth / vnto ſo great a wo</l>
                  <l>And ſhe began to thynke tho</l>
                  <l>Though ſhe by mouth nothyng praide</l>
                  <l>within her herte thus ſhe ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou almyghty Iubyter</l>
                  <l>That hye ſytteſt / and lokeſt ferre</l>
                  <l>Thou ſuffreſt many a wrongfull doynge</l>
                  <l>And yet it is not thy wyllynge</l>
                  <l>To the there may nothynge ben hyd</l>
                  <l>Thou woſt / howe it is betyde</l>
                  <l>I wolde I had not be bore</l>
                  <l>For than had I nought forlore</l>
                  <l>My ſpeche and my virginite</l>
                  <l>But good lorde all is in the</l>
                  <l>whan thou therof wolte do vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>And ſhape my delyueraunce</l>
                  <l>And euer amonge this lady wepte</l>
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                  <l>And thought that ſhe neuer kepte</l>
                  <l>To be a worldes woman more</l>
                  <l>And that ſhe wyſſheth euermore</l>
                  <l>But ofte vnto her ſyſter dere</l>
                  <l>Her herte ſpeketh in this manere</l>
                  <l>And ſaide: O ſyſter if ye knewe</l>
                  <l>Of myn eſtate, ye wolde rewe</l>
                  <l>I trowe, and my delyueraunce</l>
                  <l>ye wold ſhape and do vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>On hym / that is ſo fals a man</l>
                  <l>And netheles, ſo as I can</l>
                  <l>I wyll you ſende ſome tokenynge</l>
                  <l>wherof ye ſhall haue knowlegynge</l>
                  <l>Of thynge I wote that ſhall you lothe</l>
                  <l>The whiche you toucheth, and me both</l>
                  <l>And tho within a whyle as tyte</l>
                  <l>She wafe a cloth of ſylke all whyte</l>
                  <l>with letters and imagery</l>
                  <l>In whiche was all the felony</l>
                  <l>whiche Thereus to her hath do</l>
                  <l>And lapped it to gether tho</l>
                  <l>And ſette hir ſignet thervpon</l>
                  <l>And ſent it vnto Progne anon</l>
                  <l>The meſſager, whiche forth it bare</l>
                  <l>what it amounted is nought ware</l>
                  <l>And netheles to Progne he goth</l>
                  <l>And priuely taketh her the cloth</l>
                  <l>And went agayn ryght as be cam</l>
                  <l>The courte of hym none bede name</l>
                  <l>¶ whan Progne of Philomene herde</l>
                  <l>She wolde knowe how that it ferde</l>
                  <l>And openeth that the ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> hath brought</l>
                  <l>And wot therby, what hath be wrought</l>
                  <l>And what miſchiefe there is befall</l>
                  <l>In ſwoune tho ſhe gan downe fall</l>
                  <l>And efte aroſe, and gan to ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And efte ſhe taketh the clothe on honde</l>
                  <l>Behelde the letters and thymages</l>
                  <l>But at laſt, of ſuche outrages</l>
                  <l>She ſayde wepynge is nought the bote</l>
                  <l>And ſwereth, if that ſhe leue mote</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be venged other wyſe</l>
                  <l>And with that ſhe gan her auyſe</l>
                  <l>How fyrſt ſhe myght vnto hir wyn</l>
                  <l>Her ſuſter, that no man within</l>
                  <l>But onely they, that were ſwore</l>
                  <l>It ſhulde knowe, and ſhope therfore</l>
                  <l>That Thereus nothynge it wyſt</l>
                  <l>And yet ryght as her ſeluen lyſte</l>
                  <l>Her ſyſter was delyuered ſone</l>
                  <l>Out of priſon, &amp; by the mone</l>
                  <l>To Progne ſhe was brought by nyghte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan eche of other had a ſyght</l>
                  <l>In chambre there they were alone</l>
                  <l>They maden many a pytous mone</l>
                  <l>But Progne moſt of ſorow made</l>
                  <l>whiche ſigh her ſyſter pale and fade</l>
                  <l>And ſpecheles, and diſhonoured</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe had be defloured</l>
                  <l>And eke vpon hir lorde ſhe thought</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſo vntruely wrought</l>
                  <l>And had his eſpouſayle broke</l>
                  <l>She maketh auowe it ſhall be wroke</l>
                  <l>And with that word ſhe kneleth downe</l>
                  <l>wepynge in great deuocion</l>
                  <l>Vnto Cupyde and to Venus</l>
                  <l>She prayd, and ſayd than thus</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O ye, to whome no thynge aſtert</l>
                  <l>Of loue may, for euery herte</l>
                  <l>ye knowe, as ye that ben aboue</l>
                  <l>The god and the goddeſſe of loue</l>
                  <l>ye wyten well, that euer yet</l>
                  <l>withal my wylle, and all my wyt</l>
                  <l>Syth fyrſt ye ſhope me to wedde</l>
                  <l>That I lay with my lorde a bedde</l>
                  <l>I haue ben trewe in my degre</l>
                  <l>And euer thought for to be</l>
                  <l>And neuer loue in other place</l>
                  <l>But all onely the kynge of Trace</l>
                  <l>whiche is my lorde, and I his wyfe</l>
                  <l>But nowe allas this wofull ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>That I hym thus ageynward fynde</l>
                  <l>The moſt vntrewe, and moſt vnkynde</l>
                  <l>That euer in ladys armes lay</l>
                  <l>And wel I wote that he ne may</l>
                  <l>Amend his wronge, it is ſo great</l>
                  <l>For to lytell of me he lete</l>
                  <l>whan he myn owne ſuſter toke</l>
                  <l>And me that am his wyfe forſoke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus to Venus and Cupyde</l>
                  <l>She prayd, and ferthermore ſhe cryde</l>
                  <l>Vnto Apollo the hygheſt</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: O myghty god of reſt</l>
                  <l>Thou do vengeaunce of this debate</l>
                  <l>My ſuſter and all her eſtate</l>
                  <l>Thou woſt, &amp; how ſhe hath forlore</l>
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                  <l>Her maydenhede, and I therfore</l>
                  <l>In all the worlde ſhall beare a blame</l>
                  <l>Of that my ſuſter hath aſhame</l>
                  <l>That Thereus to hir I ſente</l>
                  <l>And well thou woſt / that myn entent</l>
                  <l>was all for worſhyp and for good</l>
                  <l>O lorde that gyueſt the lyues fode</l>
                  <l>To euery wyght, I pray the here</l>
                  <l>Theſe wofull ſyſters, that ben here</l>
                  <l>And let vs nought to the ben loth</l>
                  <l>we ben thyn owne women both</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus plaineth Progne / &amp; axeth wreche</l>
                  <l>And though her ſiſter lacke ſpeche</l>
                  <l>To hym that all thynges wote</l>
                  <l>Her ſorowe is not the leſſe hote</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he / that than herd them two</l>
                  <l>Hym ought haue ſorowed euermo</l>
                  <l>For ſorowe, which was hem betwene</l>
                  <l>with ſignes playneth Philomene</l>
                  <l>And Progne ſaith / it ſhal be wreke</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde therof ſhall ſpeake</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Progne tho ſyckenes feyned</l>
                  <l>wherof vnto her lorde ſhe pleyned</l>
                  <l>And preith, ſhe mote her chambre kepe</l>
                  <l>And as her lyketh wake &amp; ſlepe</l>
                  <l>And he her graunteth to be ſo</l>
                  <l>And thus to gether ben they two</l>
                  <l>That wolde hym but a lytell good</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken hereafter / how it ſtode</l>
                  <l>Of wofull auntres that befelle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe ſuſters, that ben both felle</l>
                  <l>And that was not on hem alonge</l>
                  <l>But onely on the great wronge</l>
                  <l>whiche Thereus had hem do</l>
                  <l>They ſhopen for to venge hem tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Thereus by Progne his wyfe</l>
                  <l>A ſonne hath, whiche as his lyfe</l>
                  <l>He loueth, and I this he hyght</l>
                  <l>His mother wyſt well ſhe myght</l>
                  <l>Do Thereus no more greue</l>
                  <l>Than ſlee his childe, whiche was ſo leue</l>
                  <l>Thus ſhe that was as who ſaith madde</l>
                  <l>Of wo, whiche hath her ouerladde</l>
                  <l>without inſyght of motherheed</l>
                  <l>Forgate pyte, and loſt drede</l>
                  <l>And in hir chambre priuely</l>
                  <l>This childe without noyſe or crye</l>
                  <l>She ſlough, and hewe hym all to peces</l>
                  <l>And after with dyuers ſpieſes</l>
                  <l>The fleſſhe, whan it was ſo to hewe</l>
                  <l>She taketh, and maketh therof a ſewe</l>
                  <l>with whiche the fader at his mete</l>
                  <l>was ſerued, tyll he had hym ete</l>
                  <l>That he ne wyſt, howe that it ſtode</l>
                  <l>But thus his owne fleſſhe and blode</l>
                  <l>Hym ſelfe deuoureth ageyne kynde</l>
                  <l>As he that was to fore vnkynde</l>
                  <l>And than er that he were aryſe</l>
                  <l>For that he ſhulde bene agryſe</l>
                  <l>To ſhewen hym the childe was dede</l>
                  <l>This Philomene toke the hede</l>
                  <l>Betwene two dyſſhes / and all wrothe</l>
                  <l>Tho came forthe the ſuſters bothe</l>
                  <l>And ſetten it vpon the borde</l>
                  <l>And Progne than began the worde</l>
                  <l>And ſeyde: O werſt of all wykke</l>
                  <l>Of conſcience whom no prykke</l>
                  <l>May ſtere, lo what thou haſt do</l>
                  <l>Lo here ben nowe we ſyſters two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O rauener lo here thy preye</l>
                  <l>with whom ſo falſely on the weye</l>
                  <l>Thou haſt thy tyranny wrought</l>
                  <l>Lo nowe it is ſom dele abought</l>
                  <l>And better it ſhall: for of thy dede</l>
                  <l>The worlde ſhall euer ſynge and rede</l>
                  <l>In remembraunce of thy defame</l>
                  <l>For thou to loue haſt done ſuche ſhame</l>
                  <l>That it ſhall neuer be forgete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that he ſterte vp fro the mete</l>
                  <l>And ſhoue the borde in to the flore</l>
                  <l>And caught a ſworde anone, and ſwore</l>
                  <l>That they ſhulde of his hondes dye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they vnto the goddes crye</l>
                  <l>Began, with ſo loude a ſteuene</l>
                  <l>That they were herde vnto heuene</l>
                  <l>And in the twynkelyng of an eye</l>
                  <l>The goddes, that the myſchiefe ſeye</l>
                  <l>Her formes chaunged all thre</l>
                  <l>Eche of hem in his degree</l>
                  <l>was turned in to a bryddes kynde</l>
                  <l>Dyuerſelyche as men may fynde</l>
                  <l>After the ſtate that they were ynne</l>
                  <l>Her formes were ſet a twynne</l>
                  <l>And as it telleth in the tale</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt in to a nyghtyngale</l>
                  <l>was ſhape, and that was Philomene</l>
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                  <l>whiche in the wynter is not ſene</l>
                  <l>For than be the leues falle</l>
                  <l>And naked ben the buſſhes alle</l>
                  <l>For after that ſhe was a brydde</l>
                  <l>Her wylle was euer to be hyd</l>
                  <l>And for to dwelle in pryue place</l>
                  <l>That noman ſhuld ſe hir face</l>
                  <l>For ſhame, whiche may not be laſſid</l>
                  <l>Of thynge that was tofore paſſid</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe loſt her maydenhed</l>
                  <l>Foreuer vpon her womanhede</l>
                  <l>(Though that the gods wold her cha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>g)</l>
                  <l>She thynketh, and is the more ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>And holt her clos the wynter day</l>
                  <l>But whan the wynter goth away</l>
                  <l>And that nature the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>wyll of her owne fre largeſſe</l>
                  <l>with herbes, and with flours both</l>
                  <l>The feldes, and the medowes clothe</l>
                  <l>And eke the woodes, and the greues</l>
                  <l>Ben bylled all with grene leues</l>
                  <l>So that a brydde her hyde may</l>
                  <l>Betwene March, Apryl, and May</l>
                  <l>She that the winter held her clos</l>
                  <l>For pure ſhame and nought aros</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe ſygh the bowes thycke</l>
                  <l>And that there is no bare ſtycke</l>
                  <l>But all his hyd with leues grene</l>
                  <l>To wode cometh this Philomene</l>
                  <l>And maketh hir fyrſt yers flyght</l>
                  <l>where as ſhe ſyngeth day and nyght</l>
                  <l>And in her ſonge all openly</l>
                  <l>She maketh her plaint &amp; ſaith: O why</l>
                  <l>why ne were I yet a mayde?</l>
                  <l>For ſo this olde wyſe ſayd</l>
                  <l>whiche vnderſtood, what ſhe ment</l>
                  <l>Her notes ben of ſuche entent</l>
                  <l>And eke they ſayd, how in her ſonge</l>
                  <l>She maketh great ioye &amp; mirthe amo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>And ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>yth: ba nowe I am a brydde</l>
                  <l>He nowe my face may ben hyd</l>
                  <l>Though I bene loſt my maydenhede</l>
                  <l>Shall no man ſe my chekes rede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus medleth ſhe with ioye wo</l>
                  <l>And with her ſorowe myrth alſo</l>
                  <l>So that of loues maladye</l>
                  <l>She maketh dyuers melodie</l>
                  <l>And ſayth: loue is a wofull blyſſe</l>
                  <l>A wyſedome, whiche can no man wyſſe</l>
                  <l>A luſty feuer, a wounde ſofte</l>
                  <l>This note ſhe reherſeth ofte</l>
                  <l>To hem / whiche vnderſtonde hir tale</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe haue I of this nyghtyngale</l>
                  <l>whiche erſt was cleped Philomene</l>
                  <l>Tolde all that euer wolde mene</l>
                  <l>Both of her forme, and of her note</l>
                  <l>wherof men may the ſtorye note</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And of her ſuſter Progne I fynde</l>
                  <l>How ſhe was tourned out of kynde</l>
                  <l>In to a ſwalowe ſwyfte of wynge</l>
                  <l>whiche eke in wynter lyeth ſwownynge</l>
                  <l>There as ſhe may no thynge be ſene</l>
                  <l>But whan the wodde is woxen grene</l>
                  <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>omen is the ſommer tyde</l>
                  <l>Tha fleeth ſhe forth, &amp; ginneth to chyde</l>
                  <l>And chetereth out in her langage</l>
                  <l>what falſehede is in maryage</l>
                  <l>And telleth in a maner ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Of Thereus the ſpouſe breche</l>
                  <l>She wol not in the woddes dwelle</l>
                  <l>For ſhe wolde openlych telle</l>
                  <l>And eke for that ſhe was a ſpouſe</l>
                  <l>Amonge the folke ſhe cometh to houſe</l>
                  <l>To do theſe wyues vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>The falſhode of her huſbonde</l>
                  <l>That they of hem beware alſo</l>
                  <l>For there be many vntrewe of tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus ben the ſuſters bryddes bothe</l>
                  <l>And ben towarde the men ſo lothe</l>
                  <l>That they ne wyll for pure ſhame</l>
                  <l>To no mans honde be tame</l>
                  <l>For euer it dwelleth in her mynde</l>
                  <l>Of that they fonde a man vnkynde</l>
                  <l>And that was fals Thereus</l>
                  <l>If ſuche one be amonge vs</l>
                  <l>I note but his condition</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men ſay in euery region</l>
                  <l>within towne and eke without</l>
                  <l>Nowe reigneth comonly aboute</l>
                  <l>And natheles in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>I wyll declare / what vengeance</l>
                  <l>The goddes hadden hym ordeyned</l>
                  <l>Of that the ſuſters hadden pleyned</l>
                  <l>For anone after he was chaunged</l>
                  <l>And from his owne kynde ſtraunged</l>
                  <l>A lapwynke made he was</l>
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                  <l>And thus he hoppeth on the gras</l>
                  <l>And on his heed there ſtont vp ryght</l>
                  <l>A creſt, in token of a knyght</l>
                  <l>And yet vnto this day, men ſeyth</l>
                  <l>A lapynke hath loſt his feyth</l>
                  <l>And is the byrde falſeſt of all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Beware my ſonne er the ſo fall</l>
                  <l>For if thou be of ſuche couyne</l>
                  <l>To get of loue by rauyne</l>
                  <l>Thy luſt: it may the falle thus</l>
                  <l>As it befelle to Thereus</l>
                  <l>¶ My father god forbede</l>
                  <l>Me were leuer be fortrede</l>
                  <l>with wylde horſes / and to drawe</l>
                  <l>Er I ageyne loue and his lawe</l>
                  <l>Dyd ony thynge, or loude or ſtyll</l>
                  <l>whiche were not my ladies wyll</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men ſayen, that euery loue hath drede</l>
                  <l>So foloweth it, that I hir drede</l>
                  <l>For I hir loue, and who ſo dredeth</l>
                  <l>To pleſe his loue and ſerue hym nedeth</l>
                  <l>Thus may ye knowe by this ſkyll</l>
                  <l>That no rauyne done I wyll</l>
                  <l>Ageyne hir wyll, by ſuche a wey</l>
                  <l>But whyle I lyue, I wyll obeye</l>
                  <l>Abydynge on hir courteſye</l>
                  <l>If any mercy wolde hir plye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my father, as of this</l>
                  <l>I wote nought I haue do amyſſe</l>
                  <l>But farthermore I you beſeche</l>
                  <l>Some other poynte that ye me teche</l>
                  <l>And aſketh forthe if there be ought</l>
                  <l>That I may be the better taught.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ut ex ſpoliis grandi quam ſaepe tumultu</l>
                  <l>Quo graditur, populus latro perurget iter:</l>
                  <l>M<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> amor ex caſu poterit quo capere praedam</l>
                  <l>Sil<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>cus eſt aptus, cetera nulla timet.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur ſuper illa cupiditatis ſpecie, quam lurtum vocant, cuius miniſtri alienius legis offen ſam non meiuentes tam in amoris cauſa quam a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liter ſuam quam ſepe conſcientiam offendunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ whan Couetyſe in poure eſtate</l>
                  <l>Stont with hym ſelfe vpon debate</l>
                  <l>Through lacke of his myſgouernaunce</l>
                  <l>That he vnto his ſuſtenaunce</l>
                  <l>Ne can no nother way fynde</l>
                  <l>To get hym good: than as the blynde</l>
                  <l>which ſeeth nought, what ſhal after fall</l>
                  <l>That ylke vice, whiche men call</l>
                  <l>Of Robbery, he taketh on honde</l>
                  <l>wherof by water and by londe</l>
                  <l>Of thyng, whiche other men beſwynke</l>
                  <l>He getteth hym clothe, mete, and drinke</l>
                  <l>Hym retcheth nought, what he begyn</l>
                  <l>Through thefte, ſo that he may wyn</l>
                  <l>For thy to make his purchaas</l>
                  <l>He lyeth awaytende on the paas</l>
                  <l>And what thyng that he ſeeth ther paſſe</l>
                  <l>He taketh his parte, or more or laſſe</l>
                  <l>If it be worthy to be take</l>
                  <l>He can the pakkes well ranſake</l>
                  <l>So priuely bereth none aboute</l>
                  <l>His golde, that he ne fynt it oute</l>
                  <l>Or other iewell what it be</l>
                  <l>He taketh it as his proprete</l>
                  <l>In wodes, and in feldes eke</l>
                  <l>Thus robbery goth to ſeke</l>
                  <l>where as he may his purchas fynde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ryght ſo in the ſame kynde</l>
                  <l>My good ſone as thou myght here</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke of loue in the mattere</l>
                  <l>And make a very reſemblance</l>
                  <l>Right as a thefe maketh his cheueſance</l>
                  <l>And robbeth mens goodes aboute</l>
                  <l>In wode and felde, where he goth oute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So bene there of theſe louers ſomme</l>
                  <l>In wylde ſtedes where they come</l>
                  <l>And fynden there a woman able</l>
                  <l>And therto place couenable</l>
                  <l>withouten leue er that they fare</l>
                  <l>They take a parte of that chaffare</l>
                  <l>Ye though ſhe were a ſhepeherdeſſe</l>
                  <l>Yet woll the lorde of wantonneſſe</l>
                  <l>Aſſay, all though ſhe be vnmete</l>
                  <l>For other mennes good is ſwete</l>
                  <l>But therof wote nothynge the wyfe</l>
                  <l>At home, whiche loueth as her lyfe</l>
                  <l>Her lorde, and ſyt all day wyſſhynge</l>
                  <l>After her lordes home comynge</l>
                  <l>But whan that he comethe home at e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e</l>
                  <l>Anone he maketh his wyfe beleue</l>
                  <l>For ſhe nought els ſhulde knowe</l>
                  <l>He telleth her, how his hunt hath blow</l>
                  <l>And howe his boundes haue well ronne</l>
                  <l>And howe there ſhone a mery ſonne</l>
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                  <l>And howe his hawkes flowen wele</l>
                  <l>But he wol telle her neuer a dele</l>
                  <l>Howe he to loue vntrewe was</l>
                  <l>Of that he robbed in the pas</l>
                  <l>And toke his luſt vnder the ſhawe</l>
                  <l>Ageyne loue, an ageyne his lawe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The which thing my ſon I the forbede</l>
                  <l>For it is an vngoodly dede</l>
                  <l>For who that taketh by robberye</l>
                  <l>His loue, he may not iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>His cauſe: and ſo fuloft ſythe</l>
                  <l>For ones that he hath ben blythe</l>
                  <l>He ſhall ben after ſory thryes</l>
                  <l>Examples for ſuche robberyes</l>
                  <l>I fynde wryten as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>Acordende vnto this matere.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <hi>HIC LOQVITVR CON<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra</hi> iſtos in amoris cauſa predones, qui cum ſuam furtiue concupiſcenciam aſpirant, fortuna in con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trarium operatur, Et narrat, quod cum Neptu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus quandam virginem nomine Cornicem ſolam iuxta mare deambulantem opprimere ſuo furto voluiſſet, ſuperueniens Pallas ipſam de mani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus eius virginitate ſeruata gracius liberauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ I rede how whilom was a maide</l>
                  <l>The fayreſt, as Ouyd ſayde</l>
                  <l>whiche was in her tyme tho</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was of the chamber alſo</l>
                  <l>Of Pallas, whiche is the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>And wyfe to Mars, of whome proweſſe</l>
                  <l>Is youe to theſe worthy knyghtes</l>
                  <l>For he is of ſo great myghtes</l>
                  <l>That he gouerneth the batayle</l>
                  <l>withouten hym may nought auayle</l>
                  <l>The ſtronge bonde, but he it helpe</l>
                  <l>There may no knyght of armes yelpe</l>
                  <l>But he fyght vnder his banere</l>
                  <l>But nowe to ſpeke of my matere</l>
                  <l>This fayre freſſhe luſty may</l>
                  <l>Alone as ſhe went on a day</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſtronde for to play</l>
                  <l>There came Neptunus in the way</l>
                  <l>whiche hath theſe in gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>And in his herte ſuche pleſaunce</l>
                  <l>He toke, whan he this mayden ſygh</l>
                  <l>That all his hert aros on hygh</l>
                  <l>For he ſo ſodenlyche vnware</l>
                  <l>Beheld the beaute, that ſhe bare</l>
                  <l>And caſt anone within his hert</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hym ſhall no way aſtert</l>
                  <l>But if be take in auauntage</l>
                  <l>Fro thilke mayde ſomme pyllage</l>
                  <l>Nought of the broches ne the rynges</l>
                  <l>But of ſome other ſmale thynges</l>
                  <l>He thought parte, er that he went</l>
                  <l>And her in bothe his armes bent</l>
                  <l>And put his honde towarde the cofre</l>
                  <l>where to robbe he made a profre</l>
                  <l>That luſty treaſour for to ſteale</l>
                  <l>whiche paſſeth other goodes fele</l>
                  <l>And cleped is the maydenheed</l>
                  <l>whiche is the floure of womanheed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This mayde, whiche Cornyr by name</l>
                  <l>was hote, dredynge all ſhame</l>
                  <l>Sigh, that ſhe myght nought debate</l>
                  <l>And well ſhe wyſt, he wolde algate</l>
                  <l>Fulfylle his luſte of robbreie</l>
                  <l>Anone began to wepe and crye</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: O Pallas noble quene</l>
                  <l>Shewe nowe thy myght, &amp; let be ſene</l>
                  <l>To kepe and ſaue myn honour</l>
                  <l>Helpe that I leſe nought my floure</l>
                  <l>which nowe vnder thy key is loke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That worde was not ſo ſoone ſpoke</l>
                  <l>whan Pallas ſhope recouyre</l>
                  <l>After the wylle and the deſyre</l>
                  <l>Of hir, whiche a mayde was</l>
                  <l>And ſodeinly vpon this cas</l>
                  <l>Out of her womanlyche kynde</l>
                  <l>In to a bryddes lykenes I fynde</l>
                  <l>She was transformed forth withall</l>
                  <l>So that Neptunus nothynge ſtall</l>
                  <l>Of ſuch thinge that he wolde haue ſtole</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with fethers blacke as any cole</l>
                  <l>Out of his armes in a throwe</l>
                  <l>She flegh before his eien a crowe</l>
                  <l>whiche was to her a more delyte</l>
                  <l>To kepe her maydenheed whyte</l>
                  <l>Vnder the wede of fethers blacke</l>
                  <l>In perles whyte than forſake</l>
                  <l>That no lyfe may reſtore agayne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But this Neptune his herte in vayne</l>
                  <l>Hath vpon robberye ſette</l>
                  <l>The bryd is iflowe, and he was let</l>
                  <l>The fayre mayde is hym eſcaped</l>
                  <l>wherof for euer he was beiaped</l>
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                  <l>And ſcorned of that he hath lore</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne be thou ware therfore</l>
                  <l>That thou no maydenheed ſtele</l>
                  <l>wherof men ſe diſeſes fele</l>
                  <l>So as I ſhall the yet deuyſe</l>
                  <l>Another tale thervpon</l>
                  <l>whiche felle by olde dayes gone.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <hi>HIC</hi> ponit exemplum contra iſtos in cauſa <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ginitatis leſe predones, et narrat quod cum Caliſto regis Lichaonis mire pulchritudinis filia ſuam virginitatem Diane conſeruandam caſtiſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ma v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>niſſet, Et in ſiluam / que Tegea dicitur, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>te<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>us ibidem nymphas moratura<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſe tranſtu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>et, Iupiter virginis caſtitate<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſubtili furto ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>us, quendam filium, qui poſtea Archas no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>natus eſt, ex ea genuit, vnde Iuno in Cafiſtona<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>ns eius pulchritudinem in vrſe turpiſſime <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>mitatem ſubito transfigurauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Kynge Lichaon vpon his wyfe</l>
                  <l>A doughter hadde, a goodly lyfe</l>
                  <l>And cleue mayden of worthy fame</l>
                  <l>Caliſtona whoſe ryght name</l>
                  <l>was cleped, and of many a lorde</l>
                  <l>She was beſought, but her accorde</l>
                  <l>To loue might no man wynne</l>
                  <l>As ſhe / whiche hath no luſt therinne</l>
                  <l>But ſwore within her herte, and ſayde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe woll euer ben a mayde</l>
                  <l>wherfore to kepe her ſelfe in pees</l>
                  <l>with ſuche as Amadriades</l>
                  <l>were cleped woodmaydens tho</l>
                  <l>And with the nymphes eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſprynge of freſſhe welles</l>
                  <l>She ſhope to dwelle, and no where elles</l>
                  <l>And thus came this Caliſtona</l>
                  <l>Into the wodde of Tegea</l>
                  <l>where ſhe virginite behight</l>
                  <l>Vnto Diane, and therto plight</l>
                  <l>Her trouth vpon the bowes grene</l>
                  <l>To kepe her maydenheed clene</l>
                  <l>whiche afterwarde vpon a day</l>
                  <l>was priuelyche ſtole away</l>
                  <l>For Iupiter through his queintyſe</l>
                  <l>From her it toke in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That ſodenlyche forth withall</l>
                  <l>Her wombe aroſe / and ſhe to ſwall</l>
                  <l>So that it myght not be hydde</l>
                  <l>And therupon it is betydde</l>
                  <l>That Dyane, whiche it herde tell</l>
                  <l>In priue place vnto a welle</l>
                  <l>with Nymphes al a company</l>
                  <l>was come, and in a ragery</l>
                  <l>She ſayde, that ſhe hathe wolde</l>
                  <l>And had that euery mayden ſhulde</l>
                  <l>with hir all naked hathe alſo</l>
                  <l>And tho began the priuie wo</l>
                  <l>Caliſtona wex rede for ſhame</l>
                  <l>But they that knewe not the game</l>
                  <l>To whom no ſuche thynge was befalle</l>
                  <l>Anone they made hem naked all</l>
                  <l>As they nothynge wolde hyde</l>
                  <l>But ſhe withdrewe hir euer aſyde</l>
                  <l>And netheles in the flode</l>
                  <l>where that Dyana hir ſelfe ſtode</l>
                  <l>She thought to come vnperceyued</l>
                  <l>But therof ſhe was all deceyued</l>
                  <l>For whan ſhe came a lytell nyghe</l>
                  <l>And that Dyana her wombe ſyghe</l>
                  <l>She ſayd: away thou foule beeſt</l>
                  <l>For thyne aſtate is not honeſt</l>
                  <l>This chaft water for to touche</l>
                  <l>For thou haſt take ſuche a touche</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer may ben hole ageyne</l>
                  <l>And thus goth ſhe, whiche was forleine</l>
                  <l>with ſhame, and the Nymphes fledde</l>
                  <l>Tyll whan that nature hir ſpedde</l>
                  <l>That of a ſonne, whiche Archas</l>
                  <l>was named, ſhe delyuered was</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And tho Iuno, whiche was the wyfe</l>
                  <l>Of Iupiter (wrothe and haſtyfe</l>
                  <l>In purpoſe for to do vengeaunce)</l>
                  <l>Came forthe vpon thylke chaunce</l>
                  <l>And to Caliſtona ſhe ſpake</l>
                  <l>And ſet vpon her many a lacke</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: a nowe thou arte take</l>
                  <l>That thou thy werke might not forſake</l>
                  <l>A thou vngoodly hypocryte</l>
                  <l>Thou art greatly for to wyte</l>
                  <l>But nowe thou ſhalt full ſore abye</l>
                  <l>That ylke ſtelthe of mycherye</l>
                  <l>That thou haſt both take and do</l>
                  <l>wherof thy fader Lychao</l>
                  <l>Shall not be glad, whan he it wote</l>
                  <l>Of that his doughter was ſo hote</l>
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                  <l>That ſhe hath broken her chaſt vowe</l>
                  <l>But I the ſhall chaſtyſe nowe</l>
                  <l>Thy great beaute ſhall be torned</l>
                  <l>Through whiche that thou haſt be meſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>torned</l>
                  <l>Thy large fro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te, thy eyen gray</l>
                  <l>I ſhall hem chaunge in other way</l>
                  <l>And all the feture of thy face</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe I ſhall deface</l>
                  <l>That euery man the ſhall forbere</l>
                  <l>with that the likenes of a bere</l>
                  <l>She toke, and was forſhapen anone</l>
                  <l>within a tyme and therupon</l>
                  <l>Befelle, that with a bowe in bonde</l>
                  <l>To hunte and game for to fonde</l>
                  <l>In to that woode goth to playe</l>
                  <l>Her ſonne Archas, and in his waye</l>
                  <l>It happeth that this here came</l>
                  <l>And whan that he good hede name</l>
                  <l>where that be ſtode vnder the bough</l>
                  <l>She knewe hym well, &amp; to hym drough</l>
                  <l>For though ſhe had her forme lore</l>
                  <l>The loue was nought loſt therfore</l>
                  <l>whiche kynde hath ſet vnder his lawe</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe vnder the woode ſhawe</l>
                  <l>Her chylde beheld, ſhe was ſo glad</l>
                  <l>That ſhe with both her armes ſprade</l>
                  <l>As though ſhe were in womanhed</l>
                  <l>Toward hym come, and toke none hede</l>
                  <l>Of that he bare a bowe bente</l>
                  <l>And he with that an arowe hath bent</l>
                  <l>And gan to teyſe it in his bowe</l>
                  <l>As he that can none other knowe</l>
                  <l>But that it was a beſte wylde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Iupiter, which wolde ſhylde</l>
                  <l>The moder, and the ſonne alſo</l>
                  <l>Ordeyneth for hem both two</l>
                  <l>That they for euer were ſaue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But thus my ſonne thou myght haue</l>
                  <l>Enſample, howe that it is to flee</l>
                  <l>To robbe the virginite</l>
                  <l>Of a yonge innocent aweye</l>
                  <l>And ouer this by other weye</l>
                  <l>In olde bokes as I rede</l>
                  <l>Suche roberye is for to drede</l>
                  <l>And namlyche of thylke good</l>
                  <l>whiche euery woman that is good</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth for to kepe and holde</l>
                  <l>As whylome was by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>For if thou here my tale wele</l>
                  <l>Of that was tho / thou myght ſomdele</l>
                  <l>Of olde enſamples taken hede</l>
                  <l>Howe that the floure of maydenhede</l>
                  <l>was thylke tyme holde in pris</l>
                  <l>And ſo it was, and ſo it is</l>
                  <l>And ſo it ſhall for euer ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And for thou ſhalte it vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken a tale nexte ſewende</l>
                  <l>Howe may denbede is to commende.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur de virginitatis commendatione, vbi dicit, quod nuper Imperatores ob tanti ſtatus dignitatem virginibus cedebant in via.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of Rome amonge the geſtes olde</l>
                  <l>I fynde, howe that Valery tolde</l>
                  <l>That what man was tho emperour</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, he ſhulde done honour</l>
                  <l>To the virgyn, and in the weye</l>
                  <l>where he hir mete, he ſhulde obeye</l>
                  <l>In worſhyp of virginitie</l>
                  <l>whiche was tho a great dignitie</l>
                  <l>Nought onelyche of the women tho</l>
                  <l>But of the chaſte men alſo</l>
                  <l>It was commended ouerall</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Touchend of men enſample I fynde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur qualiter Phirinus inuenu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Rome pulcherimus / vt illeſam ſud virginitate conſerna ret, ambos oculos ernens vultus ſui decore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> abho minabilem conſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Phirinus whiche was of mans kinde</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other the fayreſte</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, and eke the comlyeſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That well was her which hym myght</l>
                  <l>Beholde / and haue of hym a ſyght</l>
                  <l>Thus was be tempted ofte ſore</l>
                  <l>But for he wolde be no more</l>
                  <l>Amonge the women ſo coueyted</l>
                  <l>The beaute of his face ſtreyted</l>
                  <l>He hath, and put out bothe his eyen</l>
                  <l>That all women / whiche it ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That afterwarde of hym ne rought</l>
                  <l>And thus his maydenheed he bought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So may I proue wel for thy</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other vnder the ſky</l>
                  <l>That maydenheed is for to preyſe</l>
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                  <l>who that the vertues wolde peyſe</l>
                  <l>whiche, as the apocalipſis recordeth</l>
                  <l>To Chriſte in heuen beſt accordeth</l>
                  <l>So may it ſhewe well therfore</l>
                  <l>As I haue tolde it here to fore</l>
                  <l>In heuen, and eke in erth alſo</l>
                  <l>It is excepte to bothe two</l>
                  <l>Out of his fleſſhe a man to lyue</l>
                  <l>Gregory hath this enſample yeue</l>
                  <l>And ſayth: it ſhall rather be tolde</l>
                  <l>Lyche to an angell many folde</l>
                  <l>Than to the lyfe of mans kynde</l>
                  <l>There is no reaſon for to fynde</l>
                  <l>But only through the grace aboue</l>
                  <l>In fleſſhe without fleſſhely loue</l>
                  <l>A man to lyue chaſte here</l>
                  <l>And netheles a man may here</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche / that haue bene er this</l>
                  <l>And yet there bene, but for it is</l>
                  <l>A vertue, whiche is ſelden wonne</l>
                  <l>Nowe I this matter haue begonne</l>
                  <l>I thynke tellen ouer more</l>
                  <l>whiche is my ſonne for thy lore</l>
                  <l>If that the lyſte to taken hede</l>
                  <l>To trete vpon the maydenheed</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Vt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>oſa de ſpinis ſpineto preualet orta</l>
                  <l>Et <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ilii flores ceſpite plura ualent:</l>
                  <l>Sic ſibi uirginitas carnis ſponſalia uincit</l>
                  <l>Aeternos flaetus quae fine labe parit.</l>
               </q>
               <lg>
                  <l>The boke ſeyth, that a mans lyfe</l>
                  <l>Vpon knyghthode in warre and ſtryfe</l>
                  <l>Is ſet amonge his ennemyes</l>
                  <l>The freyle fleſſhe, whoſe nature is</l>
                  <l>Ay redy for to ſpurne and fall</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt foman is of all</l>
                  <l>For thylke warre is redy ay</l>
                  <l>It warreth nyght, it warreth day</l>
                  <l>So that a man hath neuer reſt</l>
                  <l>For thy is thylke knyght the beſt</l>
                  <l>Through myght &amp; grace of gods ſonde</l>
                  <l>whiche that batayle may withſtonde</l>
                  <l>wherof yet dwelleth the memorie</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that ſome tyme the victorie</l>
                  <l>Of thylke deedly warre hadden</l>
                  <l>The hygh proweſſe, whiche they ladden</l>
                  <l>wherof the ſoule ſtode amended</l>
                  <l>Vpon this erthe it is commended</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur, qualiter Vale<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tinianus imperator eu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ipſe octo genarius plures prouincias Romano Imperio belliger ſub iugauit, dixit ſe ſuper om<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia magic gandere de eo / quod contra ſue carn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> concupiſcentiam victoriam optinuiſſet / nam et ipſe virgo oibu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> diebus vite ſue caſtiſſimus ꝑmanſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶An emperour by olde dayes</l>
                  <l>There was, and he at all aſſayes</l>
                  <l>A worthy knyght was of his honde</l>
                  <l>There was none ſuche in all the londe</l>
                  <l>But yet for all his vaſſellage</l>
                  <l>He ſtode vnwedded all his age</l>
                  <l>And in cronyke as it is tolde</l>
                  <l>He was an hundred wynter olde</l>
                  <l>But whan men wolde his dedes peyſe</l>
                  <l>And his knyghthode of armes preyſe</l>
                  <l>Of that he dyd with his hondes</l>
                  <l>whan he the kynges of the londes</l>
                  <l>To his ſubiection put vnder</l>
                  <l>Of all that preiſe hath he no wonder</l>
                  <l>For he it ſet of none accounte</l>
                  <l>And ſayd, all that may not amounte</l>
                  <l>Ayens a poynt whiche he hath nome</l>
                  <l>That he his fleſſhe hath ouercome</l>
                  <l>He was a virgyne / as he ſayde</l>
                  <l>On that batayle his prys he layd</l>
                  <l>¶Lo nowe my ſonne auyſe the</l>
                  <l>¶Ye fader all this may well be</l>
                  <l>But if all other dede ſo</l>
                  <l>The worlde of men were ſone a go</l>
                  <l>And in the lawe a man may fynde</l>
                  <l>Howe god to man by wey of kynde</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet the worlde to multyplye</l>
                  <l>And who that woll hym iuſtify</l>
                  <l>It is ynough to do the lawe</l>
                  <l>And netheles your good ſawe</l>
                  <l>Is good to kepe, who ſo may</l>
                  <l>I wol nought there ayen ſay nay</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne take it as I ſay</l>
                  <l>If maydenheed be take away</l>
                  <l>without lawes ordinaunce</l>
                  <l>It may not fayle of vengeaunce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if thou wolte the ſoth wyten</l>
                  <l>Beholde a tale, the which is wryten</l>
                  <l>Howe that the kynge Agamemnon</l>
                  <l>whan he the citie of Leſbon</l>
                  <l>Hath wonne, a mayden there he fonde</l>
                  <l>whiche was the fayreſt of the londe</l>
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                  <l>In thylke tyme, that men wyſt</l>
                  <l>He toke of her what hym lyſt</l>
                  <l>Of thynge whiche was moſt precious</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſhe was daungerous</l>
                  <l>This fayre mayde cleped is</l>
                  <l>Chryſeys the doughter of Chriſys</l>
                  <l>whiche was that tyme in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Of thylke temple pryncipall</l>
                  <l>where Phebus had his ſacryfyce</l>
                  <l>So was it well the more vyce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Agamemnon was than in way</l>
                  <l>To Troywarde, and toke a wey</l>
                  <l>This mayden, whiche he with hym lad</l>
                  <l>So great luſt in hyr he had</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Phebus, whiche hath great dyſdein</l>
                  <l>Of that his maide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> was forlein</l>
                  <l>Anone as he to Troy came</l>
                  <l>Vengeaunce vpon this dede he name</l>
                  <l>And ſent a comune peſtylence</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſoughten than her euydence</l>
                  <l>And maden calculacion</l>
                  <l>To knowe in what condycion</l>
                  <l>This deth cam in ſo ſodenly</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And at laſte redyly</l>
                  <l>The cauſe and eke the man they fonde</l>
                  <l>And forth with al the ſame ſtounde</l>
                  <l>Agame<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>non oppoſed was</l>
                  <l>whiche hath knowen all the cas</l>
                  <l>Of the foly whiche he hath wrought</l>
                  <l>And therupon mercy they ſought</l>
                  <l>Toward the god in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>with prayer and with ſacrifyce</l>
                  <l>The mayden home ayene they ſend</l>
                  <l>And yafe her good ynough to ſpende</l>
                  <l>For euer whyles ſhe wolde lyue</l>
                  <l>And thus the ſynne was forgyue</l>
                  <l>And all the peſtylence ſeced</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo what it is to ben encrecid</l>
                  <l>Of loue / whiche is ylle wonne</l>
                  <l>It were better nought begonne</l>
                  <l>Than take a thynge withoute leue</l>
                  <l>whiche thou moſt after nedes leue</l>
                  <l>And yet haue m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>gre forth with all</l>
                  <l>For thy to robben ouerall</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe if thou begynne</l>
                  <l>I not what eaſe thou ſhalt wynne</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne be well ware of this</l>
                  <l>For thus of robbery it is</l>
                  <l>¶My father your examplarie</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe of robberie</l>
                  <l>I haue it ryght well vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>But ouer this howe ſo it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>yet wol I wyte of your appriſe</l>
                  <l>what thynge is more of couetyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Inſidiando latens tempus rimatur et lioram</l>
                  <l>Fur quibus occulto tempore furta parat:</l>
                  <l>Sic amor inſidiis vacat et ſub tegmine ludos</l>
                  <l>Prendere furtiuos nocte fauente quear.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hîc tractat ſuper illa cupiditatis ſpecie, que ſecretum latrocinium dicitur / citius natura cuſio die rerum neſciente ea que cupit / tam per diem quam per nocte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſtrepitu claneulo furatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ with couetyſe yet I fynde</l>
                  <l>A ſeruaunt of the ſame kynde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtelth is hote / and mycherie</l>
                  <l>with hym is euer in company</l>
                  <l>Of whom if I ſhall telle ſothe</l>
                  <l>He ſtalketh as a pecocke dothe</l>
                  <l>And taketh his preye ſo couerte</l>
                  <l>That no man wote it in aperte</l>
                  <l>For whan he wote the lorde from home</l>
                  <l>Than woll he ſtalke about and come</l>
                  <l>And what thynge he fynt in his wey</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſeeth the men awey</l>
                  <l>He ſtealeth it and goth forth withall</l>
                  <l>That therof no man knowe ſhall</l>
                  <l>And eke full ofte he goth a nyght</l>
                  <l>without mone or ſterre lyght</l>
                  <l>And with his crafte the dore vnpiketh</l>
                  <l>And taketh therin what hym lyketh</l>
                  <l>And if the dore be ſo ſhette</l>
                  <l>That he be of his entre lette</l>
                  <l>He wyll in at the wyndowe crepe</l>
                  <l>And whyle the lorde is faſt a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>He ſteleth, what thynge hym beſt lyſt</l>
                  <l>And goth his wey er it be wyſt</l>
                  <l>Full ofte alſo by lyght of daye</l>
                  <l>Yet woll he ſteale, and make aſſay</l>
                  <l>Vnder the cote his honde he put</l>
                  <l>Tyll he the mans pure haue cut</l>
                  <l>And ryfely that he fynt therin</l>
                  <l>And thus he auntreth hym to wyn</l>
                  <l>And hereth an horn &amp; nought ne bloweth</l>
                  <l>For no man of his counſayle knoweth</l>
                  <l>what he may gette of his mychynge</l>
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                  <l>It is all bylle vnder the wynge</l>
                  <l>And as an hounde that goth to folde</l>
                  <l>And hath there take what he wolde</l>
                  <l>His mouth vpon the gras be wypeth</l>
                  <l>And ſo with feyned chere hym ſlypeth</l>
                  <l>That what as euer of ſhepe be ſtrangle</l>
                  <l>There is no man therof ſhall iangle</l>
                  <l>And for to knowe who it dede</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo dothe ſtelthe in euery ſtede</l>
                  <l>where as hym lyſt his preye take</l>
                  <l>He can ſo well his cauſe make</l>
                  <l>And ſo well feyne and ſo well gloſe</l>
                  <l>That there ne ſhall no man ſuppoſe</l>
                  <l>But that he were an innocent</l>
                  <l>And thus a mans eie he blent</l>
                  <l>So that this crafte &amp; may remeue</l>
                  <l>withouten helpe of any meue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There be louers of that degre</l>
                  <l>whiche all her luſt in priuete</l>
                  <l>As who ſayth getten all by ſtelth</l>
                  <l>And ofte atteynen to great welth</l>
                  <l>And for the tyme that it laſteth</l>
                  <l>For loue awayteth euer / and caſteth</l>
                  <l>Howe he may ſtele, and catche his pray</l>
                  <l>whan he therto may fynde a way</l>
                  <l>For be it nyght, or be it day</l>
                  <l>He taketh his parte, whan that he may</l>
                  <l>And if he may no more do</l>
                  <l>yet woll he ſtele a cuſſe or two</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne what ſayſt thou therto</l>
                  <l>Telle if thou dyddeſt euer ſo</l>
                  <l>My father how? ¶ My ſonne thus</l>
                  <l>If thou haſt ſtole any cuſſe</l>
                  <l>Or other thynge / whiche therto lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
                  <l>For no man ſuche theues bongeth</l>
                  <l>Telle on for thy, and ſaith the trouth</l>
                  <l>¶ My father nay / and that is routh</l>
                  <l>For by my wylle, I am a thefe</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, that is to me moſt lefe</l>
                  <l>yet durſt I neuer in priuete</l>
                  <l>Nought ones take her by the kne</l>
                  <l>To ſteale of hir, or this, or that</l>
                  <l>And if I durſt I wote well what</l>
                  <l>And netheles but if I lye</l>
                  <l>By ſtelth ne by robberie</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche fell in my thought</l>
                  <l>To hir dyd I neuer nought</l>
                  <l>But as men ſeyne, where herte is fayled</l>
                  <l>There ſhall no caſtell be aſſayled</l>
                  <l>But though I had hertes ten</l>
                  <l>And were as ſtronge as all men</l>
                  <l>If I be nat myn owne man</l>
                  <l>And dare not vſen, that I can</l>
                  <l>I may my ſelfe not recouere</l>
                  <l>Though I be man neuer ſo pouere</l>
                  <l>I bere an herte, and hire it is</l>
                  <l>So that me fayleth wyt in this</l>
                  <l>Howe that I ſhulde of myne accorde</l>
                  <l>The ſeruant lede ayenſt the lorde</l>
                  <l>For if my foote wolde awhere go</l>
                  <l>Or that my honde wolde els do</l>
                  <l>what that my herte is there ayeyne</l>
                  <l>The remenant is all in veyne</l>
                  <l>And thus me lacketh all welle</l>
                  <l>And yet ne dare I nothyng ſteele</l>
                  <l>Of thynge, whiche longeth vnto loue</l>
                  <l>And eke it is ſo high aboue</l>
                  <l>I may not well therto areche</l>
                  <l>But if ſo be a tyme of ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Full ſelde, if than I ſtele may</l>
                  <l>A worde or two, and go my way</l>
                  <l>Betwixte hir high eſtate and me</l>
                  <l>Comparyſon there may none be</l>
                  <l>So that I fele, and well I wote</l>
                  <l>All is to heuy and to hote</l>
                  <l>To ſet on honde without leue</l>
                  <l>And thus I mot algate leue</l>
                  <l>To ſtele that I may not take</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe I mote forſake</l>
                  <l>To ben a thefe ayen my wylle</l>
                  <l>Of thyng, whiche I may not fulfylle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For that ſerpent, whiche neuer ſlept</l>
                  <l>The flees of golde ſo well ne kepte</l>
                  <l>In Colchos, as the tale is tolde</l>
                  <l>That my lady a thouſand folde</l>
                  <l>Nys better ȝemed, and bewaked</l>
                  <l>where ſhe be clothed / or be naked</l>
                  <l>To kepe her body nyght and day</l>
                  <l>She hath awardeyn redy ay</l>
                  <l>whiche is ſo wounderfull a wyght</l>
                  <l>That hym ne may no mans myght</l>
                  <l>with ſwerd ne with no wepon daunte</l>
                  <l>Ne with no ſleyght of charme enchant</l>
                  <l>wherof be myght be made tame</l>
                  <l>And Danger is his ryght name</l>
                  <l>whiche vnder locke, and vnder key</l>
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                  <l>That no man may it ſtele awey</l>
                  <l>Hath al the treſour ynder fonge</l>
                  <l>That vnto loue may belonge</l>
                  <l>The leſt lokynge of her eye</l>
                  <l>May not be ſtole, if he it ſey</l>
                  <l>And who ſo grutcheth for ſo lyt</l>
                  <l>He wold ſoone ſet a wyte</l>
                  <l>On hym, that wolde ſtele more</l>
                  <l>And that me greueth wonder ſore</l>
                  <l>For this prouerbe is euer newe</l>
                  <l>That ſtronge lockes maken trewe</l>
                  <l>Of hem that wolden ſtele and pyke</l>
                  <l>For ſo wel can there no man ſlyke</l>
                  <l>By hym ne by no other mene</l>
                  <l>To whome Daunger wol yeue or lene</l>
                  <l>Of that treſour he hath to kepe</l>
                  <l>So though I wold ſtalke and crepe</l>
                  <l>And wayte on eue, and eke on morowe</l>
                  <l>Of Daunger ſhal I nothynge borowe</l>
                  <l>And ſtele wel ne may I nought</l>
                  <l>And thus I am ryght wel bethought</l>
                  <l>whyle Daunger ſtont in his offyce</l>
                  <l>Of ſtelth, whiche ye clepe a vyce</l>
                  <l>I ſhall be gylty neuer mo</l>
                  <l>Therfore I wold he were ago</l>
                  <l>So fer, that I neuer of hym herde</l>
                  <l>Howe ſo that afterward it ferde</l>
                  <l>For than I myght yet percas</l>
                  <l>Of loue make ſome purchas</l>
                  <l>By ſtelth, or by ſome other way</l>
                  <l>That nowe fro me ſtont fer away</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But fader as ye tolde aboue</l>
                  <l>who ſtelth goth a nyght for loue</l>
                  <l>I may not wel that poynte forſake</l>
                  <l>That oft tymes I ne wake</l>
                  <l>On nyghtes, whan that other ſlepe</l>
                  <l>But howe, I pray you take kepe</l>
                  <l>whan I am lodged in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That I by nyght may aryſe</l>
                  <l>At ſome wyndowe and loken oute</l>
                  <l>And ſe the howſynge al aboute</l>
                  <l>So that I may the chamber knowe</l>
                  <l>In whiche my lady, as I trowe</l>
                  <l>Lyeth in her bed, and ſlepeth ſofte</l>
                  <l>Than is myn hert a thefe ful ofte</l>
                  <l>For there I ſtonde and behold</l>
                  <l>The longe nyghtes / that ben cold</l>
                  <l>And thynke on hir, that lyeth there</l>
                  <l>And than I wiſſhe, that I were</l>
                  <l>Als wyſe as was Nectauabus</l>
                  <l>Or elles as was Protheus</l>
                  <l>That couthen both of Nigronance</l>
                  <l>In what lykeneſſe in what ſemblaunce</l>
                  <l>Ryght as him lyſt hym ſelfe tranſforme</l>
                  <l>For if I were of ſuche a forme</l>
                  <l>I ſey than I wolde flee</l>
                  <l>In to her chamber for to ſe</l>
                  <l>If any grace wold falle</l>
                  <l>So that I myght vnder the palle</l>
                  <l>Some thynge of loue pyke and ſtele</l>
                  <l>And thus I thynke thoughtes fele</l>
                  <l>And though there of no thynge be ſoth</l>
                  <l>yet eſe as for a tyme it doth</l>
                  <l>But at laſt whan I fynde</l>
                  <l>That I am fall in to my mynde</l>
                  <l>And ſe / that I haue ſtonde longe</l>
                  <l>And haue no profyte vnderfonge</l>
                  <l>Than ſtalke I to my bedde within</l>
                  <l>And this is all that euer I wynne</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whan I walke on nyght</l>
                  <l>My wyll is good, but of my myght</l>
                  <l>Me lacketh both / and of my grace</l>
                  <l>For who ſo that my thought embrace</l>
                  <l>yet haue I nought the better ferde</l>
                  <l>My father Lo, nowe haue ye herde</l>
                  <l>what I by ſtelth of loue haue do</l>
                  <l>And howe my wylle hath be therto</l>
                  <l>If I be worthy to penaunce</l>
                  <l>I put it to your ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne of ſtelth I the behete</l>
                  <l>Though it be for a tyme ſwete</l>
                  <l>At ende it doth but lytell good</l>
                  <l>As by enſample howe that it ſtood</l>
                  <l>whylome, I may the tell nowe</l>
                  <l>¶I pray you father tell me howe</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne of him, which goth dy day</l>
                  <l>By wey of ſtelthe to aſſay</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe, and taketh his pray</l>
                  <l>Ouide ſaide, as I ſhall ſay</l>
                  <l>And in his Methamor he tolde</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche is good to holde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic in amoris cauſa ſuper iſto latrocinio, quod de nocte contingit / ponit exemplum. Et narrat, quod cum Leucothea Orcami filia in cameris ſub arcta matris cuſtodia virgo preſernabatur, Phe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus eius pulchritudinem concupiſcens in conclaue
<pb facs="tcp:7065:130"/> bomus elata luce ſubintra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s, virginis pudiciciam matre obſente deflorauit, vnde ipſa inpregnata iratus pater filiam ſuam ad ſepeliendum vinam effodit, ex cuius tumulo florem quem ſolſequium vocant, dicu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t tunc co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſeque<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ter primitus accreuiſſe.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The poet, vpon this matere</l>
                  <l>Of ſtelth, wrote in this manere</l>
                  <l>Venus, whiche hath the lawe in honde</l>
                  <l>Of thyng, whiche may not be withſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche the treſoure to warde</l>
                  <l>Of loue, hath within hir warde</l>
                  <l>Phebus to loue hath ſo conſtreyned</l>
                  <l>That he without reſt is peyned</l>
                  <l>with all his heete to coueyte</l>
                  <l>A mayden / whiche was warded ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>within chambre, and kepte ſo cloos</l>
                  <l>That ſelden was / whan ſhe diſcloos</l>
                  <l>Goth with hir mother for to play</l>
                  <l>Leuchothea, ſo as men ſay</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>his mayden hyght, and Orchamus</l>
                  <l>Hir father was: and befelle thus</l>
                  <l>This doughter, that was kept ſo dere</l>
                  <l>And had be fro yere to yere</l>
                  <l>Vnder hir mothers diſcipline</l>
                  <l>A clene mayde, and a virgine</l>
                  <l>Vpon the woſe natiuitie</l>
                  <l>Of comely heed, and of beautie</l>
                  <l>Nature hath ſet all that ſhe may</l>
                  <l>That lyche vnto the freſſ he may</l>
                  <l>whiche other monethes of the yere</l>
                  <l>Sourmounteth: ſo without pere</l>
                  <l>was of this mayden the feyture</l>
                  <l>wherof Phebus out of meaſure</l>
                  <l>Hir loueth, and on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>Awayteth, if ſo may betyde</l>
                  <l>That he through any ſleyght myght</l>
                  <l>Hir luſty maydenheed vnryght</l>
                  <l>The whiche were all his worldes welth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus lurkynge vpon his ſtelth</l>
                  <l>In his awayte ſo longe he lay</l>
                  <l>Tyll it befell vpon a day</l>
                  <l>That he through out hir chambre wall</l>
                  <l>Came in all ſodeynlych, and ſtall</l>
                  <l>That thynge, that was to hym ſo liefe</l>
                  <l>But woo the whyle, he was a thefe</l>
                  <l>For Venus, whiche was enemy</l>
                  <l>Of thylke loues mychery</l>
                  <l>Diſcouerith all the pleyne caas</l>
                  <l>To Clymene, whiche than was</l>
                  <l>Towarde Phebus his concubyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe to let the couyne</l>
                  <l>Of thylke loue, dedely wrothe</l>
                  <l>To pleyn vpon this mayde ſhe goth</l>
                  <l>And tolde hir father howe it ſtode</l>
                  <l>wherof for ſorowe well nyghe wode</l>
                  <l>Vnto hir mother thus he ſayde:</l>
                  <l>Lo what it is to kepe a mayde?</l>
                  <l>To Phebus dare I nothyng ſpeke</l>
                  <l>But vpon hir it ſhall be wreke</l>
                  <l>So that theſe maydens after this</l>
                  <l>Mowe take enſample, what it is</l>
                  <l>To ſuffre hir maydenhede be ſtole</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſhe the deth ſhall thole</l>
                  <l>And bad with that, to make a pytte</l>
                  <l>wherin he hath his doughter ſette</l>
                  <l>As he that woll no pyte haue</l>
                  <l>So that ſhe was all quyke begraue</l>
                  <l>And deide anone in his preſence</l>
                  <l>But Phebus, for the reuerence</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe had ben his loue</l>
                  <l>Hath wrought, through his power aboue</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſpronge vp out of the molde</l>
                  <l>In to a floure, was named golde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtonte gouerned of the ſonne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus whan loue is euyll wonne</l>
                  <l>Full ofte it comethe to repentayle</l>
                  <l>¶ My fader that is no meruayle</l>
                  <l>whan that the counceyll is bewreyed</l>
                  <l>But oft tyme loue hath pleyed</l>
                  <l>And ſtolle many a pryue game</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer yet cam in to blame</l>
                  <l>what that the thynges weren hydde</l>
                  <l>But in youre tale as it betydde</l>
                  <l>Venus diſcouereth all the cas</l>
                  <l>And eke alſo brode day it was</l>
                  <l>whan Phebus ſuche a ſtelthe wrought</l>
                  <l>wherof the mayde in blame he brought</l>
                  <l>That afterward he was ſo lore</l>
                  <l>But for ye ſayden nowe to fore</l>
                  <l>Howe ſtelth of loue goth by nyght</l>
                  <l>And doth his thynges oute of ſyght</l>
                  <l>Therof me luſt alſo to here</l>
                  <l>A tale lyche to the matere</l>
                  <l>wherof I myght enſample take</l>
                  <l>¶ My good ſonne for thy ſake</l>
                  <l>So as it befelle by dayes olde</l>
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                  <l>And ſo as the poet it tolde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the nyghtes mycherye</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken a tale of poeſye</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <hi>HIC PONIT EXEMPLVM</hi> ſuper eodem, quod de nocte contingit. Et narrat qualiter Hercules cum Iole in quadam ſpelunca nobili, Thophis dicta, ſub monte Tmolo, vbi ſilua Batchi eſt, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>oſpicio pernoctaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t. Et cum ipſi variis lectis ſeperatim iacentes dormieru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t, co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tigit lectum Herculis veſtimentis Iole, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ectum <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> Iole pelle le onis, qua Hercules induebatur, operari: ſuper quo Faunus a ſilua deſcendens ſpeluncam ſubintrauit, temptans ſi forte cum Iole ſue con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cupiſcentie voluptatem, neſciente Hercule furari poſſet. Et cum ad lectum Herculis muliebri pal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pata veſte ex caſu perueniſſet, putans Iolen fuiſſe, cubiculum nudo corpore ingreditur: quem ſencie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s Hercules manibus apprehe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſum ipſum ad terram ita fortiter alliſit, vt impote<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s ſui corporis effectꝰ vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> mane ibidem requieuit, Vbi Saba cum Nym phis ſilueſtribus ſuperueniens ipſum ſic illuſum deridebat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The myghtieſt of all men</l>
                  <l>whan Hercules with Iolen</l>
                  <l>whiche was the loue of his courage</l>
                  <l>To gether vpon a pylgremage</l>
                  <l>Towarde Rome ſhulden go</l>
                  <l>It fell hem by the way ſo</l>
                  <l>That they vpon a day a caue</l>
                  <l>within a roche founden haue</l>
                  <l>whiche was ryall and glorious</l>
                  <l>And of entayle curious</l>
                  <l>By name, and Thophis it was hote</l>
                  <l>The ſonne ſhone tho wonder hote</l>
                  <l>As it was in the ſomer tyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Hercules, whiche by his ſyde</l>
                  <l>Hath Iolen his loue there</l>
                  <l>whan they at thylke caue were</l>
                  <l>He ſeyd, he thought it for the beſt</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hir for the bete reſt</l>
                  <l>All thylke day, and thylke nyght</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that was a luſty wyght</l>
                  <l>It lyketh hir all that he ſeyde</l>
                  <l>And thus they dwell yet and pleyde</l>
                  <l>The longe day, and ſo befyll</l>
                  <l>This caue was vnder the hyll</l>
                  <l>Of Tmolus, whiche was begrowe</l>
                  <l>with vynes, and at thylke throwe</l>
                  <l>Faunus with Saba the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>By whom the large wylderneſſe</l>
                  <l>In thylke tyme ſtode gouerned</l>
                  <l>were in a place, as I am lerned</l>
                  <l>Nyghe by, whiche Bachus wode hight</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Faunus toke a great inſyght</l>
                  <l>Of Iolen, that was nowe nyghe</l>
                  <l>For whan that he hir beautie ſyghe</l>
                  <l>Out of his wyt he was aſſoted</l>
                  <l>And in his herte it hath ſo noted</l>
                  <l>That he forſoke the Nymphes all</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, he wolde, howe ſo it fall</l>
                  <l>Aſſay an other for to wynne</l>
                  <l>So that his herte thought within</l>
                  <l>He ſet, and caſt, howe that it myght</l>
                  <l>Of loue pyke away by nyght</l>
                  <l>That he by day in other wyſe</l>
                  <l>To ſtele myght not ſuffyce</l>
                  <l>And therupon his tyme he awayteth</l>
                  <l>Now take good hede how loue affaireth</l>
                  <l>Hym, whiche with al is ouercome</l>
                  <l>Faire Iolen whan ſhe was come</l>
                  <l>with Hercules in to the caue</l>
                  <l>She ſayde hym, that ſhe wolde haue</l>
                  <l>His clothes of, &amp; hirs bothe</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem ſhulde other cloth</l>
                  <l>And all was do right as ſhe bad</l>
                  <l>He hath hir in his clothes clad</l>
                  <l>And caſt on her his golion</l>
                  <l>whiche of the ſkyn of a lyon</l>
                  <l>was made, as he vpon the weye</l>
                  <l>It ſlough, and ouer this to pleye</l>
                  <l>She toke his great mace alſo</l>
                  <l>And knyt it at her gyrdell tho</l>
                  <l>So was ſhe lyche the man arrayed</l>
                  <l>And Hercules than hath aſſayed</l>
                  <l>To clothen hem in her array</l>
                  <l>And thus they iape forth the day</l>
                  <l>Tylle that her ſouper redy were</l>
                  <l>And whan they hadden ſouped there</l>
                  <l>They ſhopen hem to go to reſt</l>
                  <l>And as it thought hem for the beſt</l>
                  <l>They bad, as for thylke nyght</l>
                  <l>Two ſondry heddes ſhuld be dyght</l>
                  <l>For they togeder lygge nolde</l>
                  <l>By cauſe that they offer wolde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe her ſacryfyce</l>
                  <l>The ſeruantes dydden her offyce</l>
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                  <l>And ſondry beddes made anone</l>
                  <l>wherin that they to reſt gone</l>
                  <l>Eche by hem ſelfe in ſondry place</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fayre Iolen hath ſette the mace</l>
                  <l>Beſydes her beddes heed aboue</l>
                  <l>And with the clothes of her loue</l>
                  <l>She hylled all her bedde aboute</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche nothynge had in doute</l>
                  <l>Hir wymple wonde about his cheke</l>
                  <l>Her kyrtell, and her mantell eke</l>
                  <l>Abrode vpon his bedde he ſpredde</l>
                  <l>And thus they ſlepen bothe a bedde</l>
                  <l>what of trauayle, what of wyne</l>
                  <l>The ſeruauntes lyke to dronken ſwyne</l>
                  <l>Began for to route faſte</l>
                  <l>This Faunus, whiche his ſtelth caſt</l>
                  <l>was than comen to the caue</l>
                  <l>And fonde they were all ſaue</l>
                  <l>without noyſe, and in he went</l>
                  <l>The derke night his ſyght blent</l>
                  <l>And yet it happed hym to go</l>
                  <l>where Iolen a bedde tho</l>
                  <l>was layde alone for to ſlepe</l>
                  <l>But for he wolde take kepe</l>
                  <l>whoſe bedde it was, he made aſſay</l>
                  <l>And of a lyon, where he lay</l>
                  <l>The cote he founde, and eke he feleth</l>
                  <l>The mace, and than his herte keleth</l>
                  <l>That there durſt he not abyde</l>
                  <l>But ſtalketh vpon euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>And ſought about with his honde</l>
                  <l>That other bedde tyll that he fonde</l>
                  <l>where lay bewympled a vyſage</l>
                  <l>Tho was he glad in his courage</l>
                  <l>For he her kyrtell fonde alſo</l>
                  <l>And eke her mantell bothe two</l>
                  <l>Beſpredde vpon the bedde alofte</l>
                  <l>He made hym naked than, and ſofte</l>
                  <l>Into the bedde vnware he crepte</l>
                  <l>where Hercules that tyme ſlepte</l>
                  <l>And wende well it were ſhe</l>
                  <l>And thus in ſtede of Iole</l>
                  <l>Anone he profreth hym to loue</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche felte a man aboue</l>
                  <l>This Hercules hym threwe to grounde</l>
                  <l>So ſore, that they haue hym founde</l>
                  <l>Lyggende there vpon the morowe</l>
                  <l>And tho was nought a lytell ſorowe</l>
                  <l>That Faunus of hym ſelfe made</l>
                  <l>But els they were all glade</l>
                  <l>And lough hym to ſcorne aboute</l>
                  <l>Saba with Nymphes all a route</l>
                  <l>Came downe to loke, howe that it ferde</l>
                  <l>And whan that they the ſoth herde</l>
                  <l>He was beiaped ouerall</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne be thou ware with all</l>
                  <l>To ſeche ſuche mycheryes</l>
                  <l>But if thou haue the better aſpyes</l>
                  <l>In aunter if the ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>As Faunus dyd thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>wherof thou myght be ſhamed ſo</l>
                  <l>¶Myn holy fader certes no</l>
                  <l>But if I had ryght good leue</l>
                  <l>Suche mycherye I thynke leue</l>
                  <l>My faynt herte woll not ſerue</l>
                  <l>For maugre wolde I not deſerue</l>
                  <l>In thylke place, where I loue</l>
                  <l>But for ye tolden here aboue</l>
                  <l>Of couetyſe and his pyllage</l>
                  <l>If there be more of that lygnage</l>
                  <l>whiche toucheth to my ſhryfte I pray</l>
                  <l>That ye therof me wolde ſay</l>
                  <l>So that I may the vyce eſchewe</l>
                  <l>¶Sonne if I by order ſhewe</l>
                  <l>The vyces as they ſtonde a rowe</l>
                  <l>Of couetyſe, thou ſhalt knowe</l>
                  <l>There is yet one, whiche is the laſt</l>
                  <l>In whome there may no vertue laſt</l>
                  <l>For he with god hym ſelfe debateth</l>
                  <l>wherof that all the heuen hym hateth</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Sacrilegus tantum furto loca ſacra prophanat</l>
                  <l>Vt ſibi ſint agri, fic domus alma dei,</l>
                  <l>Nec locus eſt, in quo no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> temptat amans, ꝙ amat</l>
                  <l>Si quae poſſe nequit, carpere velle capit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat ſuper vltima Cupiditatis ſpecie, que ſacrilegium dicitur, cuius furum ea <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> altiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſimo ſanctificantur bona depredans eccleſie tan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum ſpoliis inſidiatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The hygh god, whiche all good</l>
                  <l>Purueyed hath for mans fode</l>
                  <l>Of clothes and of mete and drynke</l>
                  <l>Bade Adam, that he ſhuld ſwynke</l>
                  <l>To getten hym his ſuſtenaunce</l>
                  <l>And eke he ſet an ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>Vpon a lawe of Moyſes</l>
                  <l>That though a man be haueles</l>
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                  <l>yet ſhall be not by theft ſtele</l>
                  <l>But nowe a dayes there ben fele</l>
                  <l>That woll no labour vndertake</l>
                  <l>But what they may by ſtelth take</l>
                  <l>They holde it ſykerlyche wonne</l>
                  <l>And thus the lawe is ouerronne</l>
                  <l>whiche god hath ſet, and namely</l>
                  <l>with hem that ſo vntruly</l>
                  <l>The goodes robbe of holy churche</l>
                  <l>The theft, whiche they than wyrche</l>
                  <l>By name is cleped Sacrylege</l>
                  <l>Ayen the whome I thinke allege</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poyntes as we ben taught</l>
                  <l>Stont Sacrylege, and elles nought</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte poynt is for to ſay</l>
                  <l>whan that a thefe ſhall ſtele away</l>
                  <l>The holy thynge frome holy place</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſeconde is if he purchace</l>
                  <l>By way of theft vnholy thinge</l>
                  <l>whiche he vpon his knowleyginge</l>
                  <l>Fro holy place away toke</l>
                  <l>The thyrde poynt, as ſayth the boke</l>
                  <l>Is ſuche, as where as euer it be</l>
                  <l>In wodde, in felde, or in cyte</l>
                  <l>Shall no man ſtele by no wyſe</l>
                  <l>That halowed is to the ſeruyſe</l>
                  <l>Of god, whiche all thynges wotte</l>
                  <l>But there is nother cold ne hotte</l>
                  <l>whiche he for god or man woll ſpare</l>
                  <l>So that the body may wel fare</l>
                  <l>And that he may the world eſcape</l>
                  <l>The heuen hym thynketh is but a iape</l>
                  <l>And thus the ſoth for to telle</l>
                  <l>He riſeleth both boke and belle</l>
                  <l>So forth with all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>To goddes hows appertinaunte</l>
                  <l>where that he ſhulde bydde his bede</l>
                  <l>He doth his theft in holy ſtede</l>
                  <l>And taketh what thynge he fynt therin</l>
                  <l>For whan be ſeeth, that he may wyn</l>
                  <l>He wondeth for no curſidneſſe</l>
                  <l>That bene breketh the holyneſſe</l>
                  <l>And doth to god no reuerence</l>
                  <l>For be hath loſt his conſcience</l>
                  <l>That though the preſte therfore corſe</l>
                  <l>He ſeyth, he fareth not the worſe</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke it other wyſe</l>
                  <l>what man that laſſeth the fraunchyſe</l>
                  <l>And taketh of holy churche his pray</l>
                  <l>I not what bedes he ſhall praye</l>
                  <l>whan he fro god, whiche hath yiue all</l>
                  <l>The purpartie in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto Chriſt hym ſelfe is due</l>
                  <l>By nemeth, he may not wel eſchue</l>
                  <l>The peyne comynge afterwarde</l>
                  <l>For he hath made his forewarde</l>
                  <l>with ſacrilege for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>whiche hath his heritage in helle</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat precipue de tribus ſacrilegis, quo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rum vnus fuit Antiochus, alter Nabuzardan, ter<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tius Nabugodonoſor.</head>
               <l>¶And if we rede of tholde lawe</l>
               <l>I fynde wryte in thylke lawe</l>
               <l>Of princes, howe there weren thre</l>
               <l>Culpable ſore in this degre</l>
               <l>That one of hem was cleped thus</l>
               <l>The proude kynge Antiochus</l>
               <l>That other Nabuzardan hyght</l>
               <l>whiche of his cruelte behyght</l>
               <l>The temple to diſtroye and waſte</l>
               <l>And ſo he dyd in all haſte</l>
               <l>The thrydde, which was after ſhamed</l>
               <l>was Nabugodonoſor named</l>
               <l>And he Hieruſalem put vnder</l>
               <l>Of ſacrilege and many a wonder</l>
               <l>There in the holy temple he wrought</l>
               <l>whiche Balthaſar his heyre abought.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de ſcripta in pariete tempore regis Balthaſar que fuit, Mane Techel Phares.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶whan Mane Techel Phares wryte</l>
                  <l>was on the walle, as thou myght wyte</l>
                  <l>So as the bible it hath declared</l>
                  <l>But for al that it is nought ſpared</l>
                  <l>yet nowe a day, that men ne pylle</l>
                  <l>And maken argument and ſkylle</l>
                  <l>To ſacrilege as it belongeth</l>
                  <l>For what man that there after longeth</l>
                  <l>He taketh none hede what he doth</l>
                  <l>And if a man ſhall tell ſoth</l>
                  <l>Of gyle, and of ſubtyltie</l>
                  <l>Is none ſo ſlygh in his degree</l>
                  <l>To feyne a thynge for his beyete</l>
                  <l>As is this vice of whiche I trete</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:132" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>He can ſo priuiliche pyke</l>
                  <l>He can ſo well his wordes ſlyke</l>
                  <l>To put away ſuſpecion</l>
                  <l>That in his excuſation</l>
                  <l>There ſhall no man defaute fynde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus full ofte men be blynde</l>
                  <l>That ſtonden of his worde deceyued</l>
                  <l>Er his queintiſe be perceyued</l>
                  <l>But netheles yet other whyle</l>
                  <l>For all his ſtelth, and all his gyle</l>
                  <l>Of that he wolde his werke forſake</l>
                  <l>He is atteynt, and ouertake</l>
                  <l>wherof thou ſhalte a tale rede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC LOQVITVR DE</hi> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ni laruata conſcientia ſacrilegium ſibi licere <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>nt. Et narrat, quod cum quidam Lucius <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>cus famoſus et imperatori notus deum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Aro<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>mem in Templo Rome de anulo ſuo, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> et barba aurea ſpoliaſſet / ipſe tandem <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>ebenſus, ei coram imperatore accuſatus, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ter ſe excuſando eit: Anulum a deo recepi, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſe digito protenſo ex ſua largitate anu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>m l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>nc gratioſe mihi obtulit, pallium ex lamine a reo conſtructum tuli: quia aurum maxime <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>ereſum et frigidum naturaliter conſiſtit. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> nec in eſtate, propter, pondus nec in hyeme <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> te<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> frigus ad dei veſtes vtile fuit: barbam a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Qui ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> patri ſuo aſſimulare volui. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> et Apollo ſtetit abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> barba / innenis appa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>t. Et <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ic ea que geſſi non ex furto ſed ex hone<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ate proceſſiſſe manifeſte declaram.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Er Rome came to the creance</l>
                  <l>Of Chriſtis feyth it fell perchance</l>
                  <l>Ceſar, whiche tho was emperour</l>
                  <l>Hym lyſt for to done honour</l>
                  <l>Vnto the temple Apollinis</l>
                  <l>And made an ymage vpon this</l>
                  <l>The whiche was cleped Apollo</l>
                  <l>was none ſo ryche in Rome tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of plate of golde a herde he had</l>
                  <l>The whiche his breſt all ouer ſpradde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of golde alſo without fayle</l>
                  <l>His mantell was of large entayle</l>
                  <l>Be ſette with perrey all aboute</l>
                  <l>Forth ryght he ſtraught his fynger out</l>
                  <l>Vpon the whiche he had a rynge</l>
                  <l>To ſeen it was a ryche thyng</l>
                  <l>A fyne carbuncle for the nones</l>
                  <l>Moſte precious of all ſtones</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And fell that tyme in Rome thus</l>
                  <l>There was a clerke one Lucius</l>
                  <l>A courtier, a famous man</l>
                  <l>Of euery wytte ſomwhat he can</l>
                  <l>Out take that hym lacketh reule</l>
                  <l>His owne eſtate to guyde and rule</l>
                  <l>Howe ſo it ſtode of his ſpekynge</l>
                  <l>He was not wyſe in his doynge</l>
                  <l>But euery ryote at laſt</l>
                  <l>Mote nedes falle, and may not laſte</l>
                  <l>After the nede of his deſerte</l>
                  <l>So felle this clerke in pouerte</l>
                  <l>And wyſt not howe for to ryſe</l>
                  <l>wherof in many a ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>He caſt his wyttes here and ther</l>
                  <l>He loketh nygh, he loketh ferre</l>
                  <l>Tyll on a tyme that he come</l>
                  <l>Into the temple, and hede nome</l>
                  <l>where that the god Apollo ſtode</l>
                  <l>He ſygh the ryches, and the good</l>
                  <l>And thought he wolde by ſome wey</l>
                  <l>The treaſure pycke and ſtele away</l>
                  <l>And thervpon ſo ſleyghly wrought</l>
                  <l>That his purpoſe about he brought</l>
                  <l>And went awey vnaperceued</l>
                  <l>Thus hath the man his god deceyued</l>
                  <l>His rynge, his mantell, and his berd</l>
                  <l>As he whiche nothynge was aferd</l>
                  <l>All priuely with hym he bare</l>
                  <l>And whan the wardeyns were ware</l>
                  <l>Of that her god deſpoiled was</l>
                  <l>Hem thought it was a wonder cas</l>
                  <l>Howe that a man for any wele</l>
                  <l>Durſte in ſo holy place ſtele</l>
                  <l>And namely ſo great a thynge</l>
                  <l>This tale came vnto the kynge</l>
                  <l>And was through ſpoken ouerall</l>
                  <l>But for to knowe in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>what maner man hath do the dede</l>
                  <l>They ſoughten helpe vpon the nede</l>
                  <l>And maden calculacion</l>
                  <l>wherof by demonſtracion</l>
                  <l>The man was founde with the good</l>
                  <l>In iugement and whan he ſtode</l>
                  <l>The kynge hath aſked of hym</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>Sey thou vnſely Lucius</l>
                  <l>why haſt thou done this ſacrilege?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My lorde if I the cauſe allege</l>
                  <l>Quod he ayene, me thynketh this</l>
                  <l>That I haue do nothynge amis</l>
                  <l>Thre pointes ther ben, which I haue do</l>
                  <l>wherof the fyrſte poynt ſtant ſo</l>
                  <l>That I the rynge haue take away</l>
                  <l>Vnto that poynt this woll I ſay</l>
                  <l>whan I the god behelde about</l>
                  <l>I ſygh / howe he his honde ſtraught out</l>
                  <l>And profred me the rynge to yeue</l>
                  <l>And I, whiche wolde gladly lyue</l>
                  <l>Out of pouerte, through his largeſſe</l>
                  <l>It vnderfange, ſo that I geſſe</l>
                  <l>And therof am I nought to wyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouermore I woll me quyte</l>
                  <l>Of golde that I the mantell toke</l>
                  <l>Golde in his kynde, as ſaythe the boke</l>
                  <l>Is heuy both and colde alſo</l>
                  <l>And for that it was heuy ſo</l>
                  <l>Me thought it was no garnement</l>
                  <l>Vnto the god conuenient</l>
                  <l>To clothen hym the ſommer tyde</l>
                  <l>I thought vpon that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>Howe gold is colde, and ſuche a clothe</l>
                  <l>By reaſon ought to be lothe</l>
                  <l>In wynter tyme for the chele</l>
                  <l>And thus thynkende thoughtes fele</l>
                  <l>As I myn eie aboute caſte</l>
                  <l>His large berde than at laſte</l>
                  <l>I ſygh, and thought anone therfore</l>
                  <l>Howe that his father hym before</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtode vpon the ſame place</l>
                  <l>was berdles, with a yongly face</l>
                  <l>And in ſuche wiſe, as ye haue herde</l>
                  <l>I toke away the ſonnes berde</l>
                  <l>For that his father had none</l>
                  <l>To make hem lyche, and here vpon</l>
                  <l>I aſke for to ben excuſed</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus where ſacrilege is vſed</l>
                  <l>A man can feyne his conſcience</l>
                  <l>And ryght vpon ſuche euidence</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe if I ſhall trete</l>
                  <l>There ben of ſuch ſmall and great</l>
                  <l>If they no leyſer fynde elles</l>
                  <l>They wol not wonde for the belles</l>
                  <l>Ne though they ſe the preeſt at maſſe</l>
                  <l>That wol they leten ouerpaſſe</l>
                  <l>If that they fynde her loue there</l>
                  <l>They ſtande and telle in her ere</l>
                  <l>And aſke of god none other grace</l>
                  <l>whyle they ben in that holy place</l>
                  <l>But er they gon ſome auauntage</l>
                  <l>There wyll they haue, and ſom pyllage</l>
                  <l>Of goodly wordes, or of beheſte</l>
                  <l>Or elles they take at leſte</l>
                  <l>Out of her honde a rynge or gloue</l>
                  <l>So nygh the weder they wyll houe</l>
                  <l>As who ſayth ſhe ſhall not foryet</l>
                  <l>Nowe I this token of her haue gete</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus halowe they the hye feſte</l>
                  <l>Suche thefte may no churche areſte</l>
                  <l>For all is lefull that hem lyketh</l>
                  <l>To whome that elles it myſlyketh</l>
                  <l>And eke ryght in the ſelfe kynde</l>
                  <l>In great cytees men may fynde</l>
                  <l>This luſty folke, that make hem gay</l>
                  <l>And wayte vpon the holy day</l>
                  <l>In churches, and in mynſtres eke</l>
                  <l>They gon the women for to ſeke</l>
                  <l>And where that ſuche one goth about</l>
                  <l>To fore the fayreſt of the route</l>
                  <l>where as they ſytten all a rewe</l>
                  <l>There wylle he moſte his body ſhewe</l>
                  <l>His croked kempt, and therupon ſet</l>
                  <l>An ouche, with a chapelet</l>
                  <l>Or elles one of grene leues</l>
                  <l>whiche late come oute of the greues</l>
                  <l>All for he ſhulde ſeme freſſh</l>
                  <l>And thus he loketh on his fleſſhe</l>
                  <l>Ryght as an hauke, which hath a ſyght</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fowle, there he ſhall lyght</l>
                  <l>And as he were a fayrye</l>
                  <l>He ſheweth hym to for her eye</l>
                  <l>In holy place where they ſytte</l>
                  <l>Al for to make her hertes flytte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His eye no where woll abyde</l>
                  <l>But loke and pry on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>On her and her, as hym beſt lyketh</l>
                  <l>And other whyle a monge he ſyketh</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thynketh one of hem that was for me</l>
                  <l>And ſo there thynken two or thre</l>
                  <l>And yet he loueth none of all</l>
                  <l>But where as euer his ſchaunce falle</l>
                  <l>And netheles to ſey a ſoth</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:133"/>
                  <l>The cauſe why that he ſo doth</l>
                  <l>Is for to ſtele an herte or two</l>
                  <l>Out of the churche er that he go</l>
                  <l>And as I ſayd it here aboue</l>
                  <l>All is that ſacrylege of loue</l>
                  <l>For well may be that he ſteleth awey</l>
                  <l>That he neuer after yeld may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Telle me for thy my ſonne anone</l>
                  <l>Haſt thou do ſacrylege or none</l>
                  <l>As I haue ſayd in this manere</l>
                  <l>¶My fader as of this matere</l>
                  <l>I wyll you telle redyly</l>
                  <l>what I haue do, but truly</l>
                  <l>I may excuſe myn entent</l>
                  <l>That I neuer yet to churche went</l>
                  <l>In ſuche maner as ye me ſhryue</l>
                  <l>For no woman that is on lyue</l>
                  <l>The cauſe why I haue it laſt</l>
                  <l>May be, for I vnto that crafte</l>
                  <l>Am nothynge able for ſo ſtele</l>
                  <l>Though there be women not ſo fele</l>
                  <l>But yet wylle I not ſey this</l>
                  <l>whan I am there my lady is</l>
                  <l>In whom lyeth holy my quarele</l>
                  <l>And ſhe to churche / or to chappele</l>
                  <l>woll go to matens or to meſſe</l>
                  <l>That tyme I wayte welle and geſſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o churche I come, and there I ſtonde</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> though I take a boke on honde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> countenaunce is on the boke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> toward her is all my loke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> is falle, that I pray</l>
                  <l>Vnto my god, an ſomwhat ſay</l>
                  <l>Of pater noſter, or of crede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> is for that I wolde ſpede</l>
                  <l>So that my bede in holy churche</l>
                  <l>There myght ſom myracle wirche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y ladys herte for to chaunge</l>
                  <l>whiche euer hath he to me ſo ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>So that all my deuocion</l>
                  <l>And all my contemplacion</l>
                  <l>with all myn herte and my corage</l>
                  <l>Is onely ſet on her ymage</l>
                  <l>And euer I wayte vpon the tyde</l>
                  <l>If ſhe loke any thynge aſyde</l>
                  <l>That I me may of her auyſe</l>
                  <l>Anone I am with couetyſe</l>
                  <l>So ſmyte, that me were lefe</l>
                  <l>To be in holy churche a thefe</l>
                  <l>But not to ſtele a veſtement</l>
                  <l>For that is nothyng my talent</l>
                  <l>But I wolde ſtele, if that I myght</l>
                  <l>A glad worde, or a goodly ſyght</l>
                  <l>And euer my ſeruice I profere</l>
                  <l>And namely whan ſhe woll gone offre</l>
                  <l>For than I lede hir, if I may</l>
                  <l>For ſomwhat wolde I ſtele away</l>
                  <l>whan I beclyppe hir on the waſt</l>
                  <l>Yet at leſt I ſtele a taſt</l>
                  <l>And other whyle grant mercy</l>
                  <l>She ſaith and ſo wynne I therby</l>
                  <l>A luſty touche, a good worde eke</l>
                  <l>But all the remenant to ſeke</l>
                  <l>Is fro my purpos wonder ferre</l>
                  <l>So may I ſay, as I ſayde erre</l>
                  <l>In holy churche if that I wowe</l>
                  <l>My conſcience I wolde allowe</l>
                  <l>Be ſo that vp amendement</l>
                  <l>I myght gete aſſygnement</l>
                  <l>where, for to ſpede in other place</l>
                  <l>Suche ſacrilege I holde a grace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus my father ſoth to ſay</l>
                  <l>In churche ryght as in the way</l>
                  <l>If I myght ought of loue take</l>
                  <l>Suche hanſell haue I nought forſake</l>
                  <l>But fynally I me confeſſe</l>
                  <l>There is in me no holyneſſe</l>
                  <l>whyle I hir ſe in holy ſtede</l>
                  <l>And yet for ought that euer I dede</l>
                  <l>No ſacrilege of hir I toke</l>
                  <l>But if it were of worde or loke</l>
                  <l>Or els if that I her frede</l>
                  <l>whan I towarde offrynge hir lede</l>
                  <l>Take therof what I take may</l>
                  <l>For els bere I nought away</l>
                  <l>For though I wolde ought els haue</l>
                  <l>All other thynges bene ſo ſaue</l>
                  <l>And kepte with ſuche a priuilege</l>
                  <l>That I may do no ſacrilege</l>
                  <l>God wote my wyl netheles</l>
                  <l>Though I muſt nedes kepe pees</l>
                  <l>And maugre myn ſo let it paſſe</l>
                  <l>My wyll therto is not the laſſe</l>
                  <l>If I myght other wyſe away</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my father I you pray</l>
                  <l>Tell what you thynketh therupon</l>
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                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> I therof haue gylte or none</l>
                  <l>¶Thy wyll my ſonne is for to blame</l>
                  <l>The remenant is but a game</l>
                  <l>That I haue the tolde as yet</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ut take this lore in to thy wyt</l>
                  <l>That all thynge hath tyme and ſtede</l>
                  <l>The churche ſerueth for the bede</l>
                  <l>The chambre is of an other ſpeche</l>
                  <l>But if thou wyſteſt of the wreche</l>
                  <l>Howe ſacrilege it hath abought</l>
                  <l>Thou woldeſt bettre be bithought</l>
                  <l>And for thou ſhalte the more amende</l>
                  <l>A tale I wyll on the diſpende</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic in amoris cauſa ſuper iſtius vicii articulo ponit exemplum, Et narrat pro eo quod Parys Priami regis filius Helenam Menelai vxorem in quadam Grecie Inſula a templo Veneris ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>criligus abduxit, illa Troie famoſiffima obſidia ꝑ vniuerſa orbis climita diuulgata precipue can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſabat, ita quod huiuſmodi ſacrilegium non ſolum ad ipſius regis Pitami, omnium<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> fuorum interi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum / ſed ad perpetuam vrbis deſolacionem vin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicte fomitem miniſtrabat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶To all men, as who ſayth, knowe</l>
                  <l>It is, and in the worlde through blowe</l>
                  <l>Howe that of Troye Lamedon</l>
                  <l>To Hercules, and to Iaſon</l>
                  <l>whan toward Colchos out of Grece</l>
                  <l>By ſe ſeylend vpon a pece</l>
                  <l>Of londe of Troye reſte preyde</l>
                  <l>But he wrothfully comeyde</l>
                  <l>And for they found hym ſoo vylleyne</l>
                  <l>whan they came into grece ageyne</l>
                  <l>with power, that they get myght</l>
                  <l>Towardes Troye they hem dyght</l>
                  <l>And there they toke ſuche vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>wherof ſtant yet the remembraunce</l>
                  <l>For they deſtroyed kynge and all</l>
                  <l>And leften but the brent walle</l>
                  <l>The grekes of Troyens many ſlowe</l>
                  <l>And priſoners they toke inowe</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche there was one</l>
                  <l>The kynges doughter Lamedon</l>
                  <l>Eſſiona the faire thynge</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto Thelamon the kynge</l>
                  <l>By Hercules, and by thaſſent</l>
                  <l>Of all the holle parliament</l>
                  <l>was at his wylle yeue &amp; graunted</l>
                  <l>And thus hath Grece Troy daunted</l>
                  <l>And home they tourne in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>But after this, nowe ſhalt thou here</l>
                  <l>The cauſe why this tale I telle</l>
                  <l>Vpon the chaunces that befelle</l>
                  <l>¶Kynge Lamedon, whiche deide thus</l>
                  <l>He had a ſonne one Priamus</l>
                  <l>which was nought thilke tyme at home</l>
                  <l>But whan he herde of this he come</l>
                  <l>And fonde howe the citie was falle</l>
                  <l>whiche he began anon to walle</l>
                  <l>And made there a citie newe</l>
                  <l>That they, whiche other londes knewe</l>
                  <l>Tho ſeyden that of lyme and ſtone</l>
                  <l>In all the worlde ſo faire was none</l>
                  <l>And on that o ſyde of the towne</l>
                  <l>The kynge lette make Ilion</l>
                  <l>That hygh toure, that ſtronge place</l>
                  <l>whiche was adrad of no manace</l>
                  <l>Of quarcle, nor of none engyne</l>
                  <l>And though men wolden make a myne</l>
                  <l>No mans crafte it myght approche</l>
                  <l>For it was ſette vpon a roche</l>
                  <l>The walles of the towne about</l>
                  <l>Hem ſtode of all the worlde no dout</l>
                  <l>And after the proportion</l>
                  <l>Sixe gates were there of the towne</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a forme, of ſuche entayle</l>
                  <l>That hem to ſe was great meruayle</l>
                  <l>The dyches weren brode &amp; depe</l>
                  <l>A fewe meirit myght kepe</l>
                  <l>From all the worlde, as ſemeth tho</l>
                  <l>But if the goddes weren fo</l>
                  <l>Great prees vnto that citie drough</l>
                  <l>So that there was of people inough</l>
                  <l>Of burgeys that therin dwellen</l>
                  <l>There may no mans tunge tellen</l>
                  <l>Howe that citie was ryche and good.</l>
                  <l>¶whan all was made, &amp; all well ſtode</l>
                  <l>Kynge Priamus tho hym bethought</l>
                  <l>what they of grece whilom wrought</l>
                  <l>And what was of her ſworde deuoured</l>
                  <l>And howe his ſuſter deſhonoured</l>
                  <l>with Thelamon away was lad</l>
                  <l>And tho thynkende he waxte vnglad</l>
                  <l>And ſette anone a parliment</l>
                  <l>To whiche the lordes were aſſent</l>
                  <l>In many a wyſe there was ſpoke</l>
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                  <l>Howe that they myghten bene a wroke</l>
                  <l>But at the laſt netheles</l>
                  <l>They ſaiden all, accorde and pees</l>
                  <l>To ſetten euery parte in reſt</l>
                  <l>It thought hem than for the beſt</l>
                  <l>with reaſonable amendement</l>
                  <l>And thus was Anthenor forth ſent</l>
                  <l>To aſke Eſyona ageyne</l>
                  <l>And witten what they wolde ſeyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So paſſeth he the ſee by barge</l>
                  <l>To grece, for to ſey his charge</l>
                  <l>The whiche he ſayde redyly</l>
                  <l>Vnto the lordes by and by</l>
                  <l>But where he ſpake in grece aboute</l>
                  <l>He herde not but wordes ſtoute</l>
                  <l>And namelyche of Thelamon</l>
                  <l>The mayden wolde he not forgone</l>
                  <l>He ſayde for no maner thynge</l>
                  <l>And had hym gone home to his kynge</l>
                  <l>For there gate he none amende</l>
                  <l>For ought he couth do or ſende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Anthenor ayene goth home</l>
                  <l>Vnto his kynge, and whan he come</l>
                  <l>He tolde, in grece of that be herde</l>
                  <l>And howe that Thelamon anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And howe they were at her aboue</l>
                  <l>That they wol neither pees ne loue</l>
                  <l>But euery man ſhall done his beſt</l>
                  <l>But for men ſeyen, that nyght hath reſt</l>
                  <l>The kyng bithought him all that nyght</l>
                  <l>And erely whan the day was lyght</l>
                  <l>He toke his councell of this matere</l>
                  <l>And they accorde in this manere</l>
                  <l>That he withouten any let</l>
                  <l>A certeyne tyme ſhulde ſet</l>
                  <l>A parlement to ben auyſed</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe it was auyſed</l>
                  <l>Of parlement he ſet a day</l>
                  <l>And that was in the moneth of May</l>
                  <l>This Priamus had in his yght</l>
                  <l>A wyfe, and Hecuba ſhe byght</l>
                  <l>By whom that tyme eke had he</l>
                  <l>Sonnes fyue, and doughters thre</l>
                  <l>Beſyden hem and thyrty mo</l>
                  <l>And weren knyghtes alſo tho</l>
                  <l>But not vpon his wyfe begete</l>
                  <l>But els where he myght hem gete</l>
                  <l>Of women, whiche he had knowe</l>
                  <l>Suche was the worlde that <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ilke th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>So that he was of children ryche</l>
                  <l>So therof was no man hym lyche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of parlement the day was come</l>
                  <l>There bene lordes all and ſome</l>
                  <l>Tho was pronounced and purpoſed</l>
                  <l>And all the cauſe was hem diſcloſed</l>
                  <l>Howe Anthenor in grece ferde</l>
                  <l>They ſytten all ſtyll and herde</l>
                  <l>And tho ſpake euery man aboute</l>
                  <l>There was alledged many a doute</l>
                  <l>And many a proude worde ſpoke alſo</l>
                  <l>But for the moſte parte as tho</l>
                  <l>They wyſten, not what was the beſte</l>
                  <l>Or for to warre, or for to reſte</l>
                  <l>But he that was without fere</l>
                  <l>Hector amonge the lordes there</l>
                  <l>His tale tolde in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: Lordes ye ben wyſe</l>
                  <l>Ye knowen this / as well as I</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other moſt worthy</l>
                  <l>Stant nowe in grece the manhod</l>
                  <l>Of worthynes and of knyghthod</l>
                  <l>For who ſo wyll it wel agrope</l>
                  <l>To hem belongeth all Europe</l>
                  <l>whiche is the thyrd parte euen</l>
                  <l>Of all the worlde vnder the heuen</l>
                  <l>And we be but of folke a fewe</l>
                  <l>So were it reſon for to eſchewe</l>
                  <l>The perel, er we fall therin</l>
                  <l>Better is to leue than begyn</l>
                  <l>Thyng, which as may not ben acheued</l>
                  <l>He is not wyſe / that fynde hym greued</l>
                  <l>And doth ſo, that his greue be more</l>
                  <l>For who that loketh all tofore</l>
                  <l>And woll not ſe, what is behynde</l>
                  <l>He may full ofte his harmes fynde</l>
                  <l>wycke is to ſtryue, and haue the worſe</l>
                  <l>we haue encheſon for to corſe</l>
                  <l>This wote I well, and for to hate</l>
                  <l>The grekes, but er that we debate</l>
                  <l>with hem, that ben of ſuche a myght</l>
                  <l>It is full good, that euery wyght</l>
                  <l>Be of hym ſelfe ryght well bethought</l>
                  <l>But as for me thus ſay I nought</l>
                  <l>For whyle that my lyfe woll ſtonde</l>
                  <l>If that ye take werre in honde</l>
                  <l>Falle it to the beſt, or to the werſt</l>
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                  <l>I ſhall my ſeluen be the ferſt</l>
                  <l>To greuen hem, what euer I may</l>
                  <l>I wolle not ones ſay nay</l>
                  <l>To thinge, whiche that your cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ceil de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meth</l>
                  <l>For vnto me welle more it quemeth</l>
                  <l>The werre certes than the pees</l>
                  <l>But this I ſaye netheles</l>
                  <l>As me belongeth for to ſay</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhape ye the beſte way</l>
                  <l>¶whan Hector hath ſayde his auyſe</l>
                  <l>Next after hym tho ſpake Paris</l>
                  <l>whiche was his brother, and aleyed</l>
                  <l>what hym beſt thought, thus he ſayde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Stronge thynge it is to ſuffer wronge</l>
                  <l>And ſuffer ſhame is more ſtronge</l>
                  <l>But we haue ſuffred both two</l>
                  <l>And for all that yet haue we do</l>
                  <l>what ſo we myght to reforme</l>
                  <l>The pees, whan we in ſuche a forme</l>
                  <l>Sent Anthenor, as ye wel knowe</l>
                  <l>And they her gret wordes blowe</l>
                  <l>Vpon her wrongfull dedes eke</l>
                  <l>And who that woll not hym ſelfe meke</l>
                  <l>To pees, and lyſt no reaſon take</l>
                  <l>Men ſeyn reaſon wyl hym forſake</l>
                  <l>For in the multitude of men</l>
                  <l>Is not the ſtrengthe, for with ten</l>
                  <l>It hath be ſene in trewe quarele</l>
                  <l>Ayene an bonderd falſe, dele</l>
                  <l>And had the better of goddes grace</l>
                  <l>Thus hath befalle in many place</l>
                  <l>And if it lyke vnto you all</l>
                  <l>I wylle aſſay howe ſo it falle</l>
                  <l>Our enemys if I may greue</l>
                  <l>For I haue caught a gret beleue</l>
                  <l>Vpon a poynt I wol declare</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This ender day as I gan fare</l>
                  <l>To hunte vnto the great herte</l>
                  <l>whiche was tofore myn houndes ſterte</l>
                  <l>And euery man went on his ſyde</l>
                  <l>Hym to purſewe, and I to ryde</l>
                  <l>Began to chaſe, and ſooth to ſay</l>
                  <l>within a whyle oute of my way</l>
                  <l>I rode, and nyſt where I was</l>
                  <l>And ſlepe me caught, and on the graſſe</l>
                  <l>Beſyde a welle I leyd me downe</l>
                  <l>To ſlepe, and in a vyſyon</l>
                  <l>To me the god Mercurye came</l>
                  <l>Goddeſſes thre with hym he nam</l>
                  <l>Minerue, Venus, and Iuno</l>
                  <l>And in his honde an apple tho</l>
                  <l>He helde of golde, with letters wryte</l>
                  <l>And this he dyd me to wyte</l>
                  <l>Howe that they put hem vpon me</l>
                  <l>That to the fayreſt of hem thre</l>
                  <l>Of golde that apple ſhulde I yeue</l>
                  <l>with eche of hem, tho was I ſhryue</l>
                  <l>And eche one faire me behyght</l>
                  <l>But Venus ſayde, if that ſhe myght</l>
                  <l>That apple of my yefte gette</l>
                  <l>She wolde it neuermore foryete</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, howe that in grece londe</l>
                  <l>She wolde brynge in to myn honde</l>
                  <l>Of all this erth the fayreſt</l>
                  <l>So that me thought it for the beſt</l>
                  <l>To hir and yafe the apple tho</l>
                  <l>Thus hope I well, if that I go</l>
                  <l>That ſhe for me woll ſo ordeyne</l>
                  <l>That they matere for to pleyne</l>
                  <l>Shull haue, or that I come ayene</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue ye herde, that I woll ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Say ye, what ſtant in your auys</l>
                  <l>And euery man tho ſayde his</l>
                  <l>And ſondry cauſes they recorde</l>
                  <l>But at laſt they accorde</l>
                  <l>That Parys ſhall to grece wende</l>
                  <l>And thus the parliament toke ende,</l>
                  <l>¶Caſſandra whan ſhe herde of this</l>
                  <l>The whiche to Parys ſyſter is</l>
                  <l>Anone ſhe gan to wepe and weyle</l>
                  <l>And ſayde alas, what may vs eyle</l>
                  <l>Fortune with her blynde whele</l>
                  <l>Ne woll nought let vs ſtonde wele</l>
                  <l>For this I dare well vndertake</l>
                  <l>That if Parys his way take</l>
                  <l>As it is ſayde, that he ſhall do</l>
                  <l>we ben for euer than vndo</l>
                  <l>The whiche Caſſandra than hyght</l>
                  <l>In all the worlde as it beareth ſyght</l>
                  <l>In bokes, as men fynde write</l>
                  <l>Is that Sibille, of whom ye wyte</l>
                  <l>That all men yet clepen ſage</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe wyſt of this viage</l>
                  <l>How Paris ſhall to grece fare</l>
                  <l>No woman myght worſe fare</l>
                  <l>Ne ſorowe more than ſhe dyd</l>
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                  <l>And ryght ſo in the ſame ſtede</l>
                  <l>Ferde Helenus, whiche was hir brother</l>
                  <l>Of prophecy and ſuche another</l>
                  <l>And all was holde but a iape</l>
                  <l>So that the purpoſe, whiche was ſhape</l>
                  <l>Or were hem lefe, or were hem lothe</l>
                  <l>was holde: and in to Grece goth</l>
                  <l>This Paris, with his retenance</l>
                  <l>And as it fell vpon his chaunce</l>
                  <l>Of Grece he londeth in an yle</l>
                  <l>And hym was tolde, the ſame whyle</l>
                  <l>Of folke / whiche he began to freyne</l>
                  <l>Tho was in thyle quene Heleyne</l>
                  <l>And eke of countrees there aboute</l>
                  <l>Of ladies many a luſty route</l>
                  <l>with mochel worthy people alſo</l>
                  <l>And why they comen theder tho</l>
                  <l>The cauſe ſtode in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>For worſhyp and for ſacrifyce</l>
                  <l>That they to Venus wolden make</l>
                  <l>As they to fore had vndertake</l>
                  <l>Some of good wyll, and ſome of biheſt</l>
                  <l>For than was hir by he feſt</l>
                  <l>within a temple, whiche was there</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Parys wyſt, what they were</l>
                  <l>Anone he ſhope his ordinance</l>
                  <l>To gone to done his obeyſance</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o Venus, on hir holy day</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d dyd vpon his beſt aray</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with great richeſſe he hym behongeth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> to ſuche a lorde belongeth</l>
                  <l>He was nought armed netheles</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t as it were in londe of pees</l>
                  <l>And thus he goth forth out of ſhyp</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d taketh with hym his felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſuche manere, as I you ſay</l>
                  <l>Vnto the temple he helde his way</l>
                  <l>¶ Tydyng / whiche goth ouerall</l>
                  <l>To great and ſmall forthe withall</l>
                  <l>Come to the quenes ere, and tolde</l>
                  <l>Howe Parys came, and that he wolde</l>
                  <l>Do ſacrifice to Venus</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe herde tell thus</l>
                  <l>She thought / howe that it euer be</l>
                  <l>That ſhe wyll hym abyde and ſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Forth cometh Parys with glad viſage</l>
                  <l>In to the temple on pilgremage</l>
                  <l>where vnto Venus the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>He yeueth, and offreth great rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>And prayeth hir, that he pray wolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And than aſyde he gan beholde</l>
                  <l>And ſe, where that this lady ſtode</l>
                  <l>And he forthe in his freſſhe mode</l>
                  <l>Goth there ſhe was, &amp; made hir chere</l>
                  <l>As he well couth in his manere</l>
                  <l>That of his wordes ſuche pleſance</l>
                  <l>She toke, that all hir aqueyntance</l>
                  <l>Als ferforth as the herte lay</l>
                  <l>He ſtale / er that he went away</l>
                  <l>So goth he forthe, and toke his leue</l>
                  <l>And thought anone, as it was eue</l>
                  <l>He wolde done his ſacrilege</l>
                  <l>That many a man ſhulde it abedge</l>
                  <l>whan he to ſhyp ayene was come</l>
                  <l>To hym he hath his counſayle nome</l>
                  <l>And all deuyſed the matiere</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe, as thou ſhalt here</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>within nyght all priuely</l>
                  <l>His men he warneth by and by</l>
                  <l>That they be redy armed ſone</l>
                  <l>For certeyne thynge, whiche is to done</l>
                  <l>And they anone ben redy all</l>
                  <l>And echone other gan to call</l>
                  <l>And went hem out vpon the ſtronde</l>
                  <l>And toke a purpoſe there a londe</l>
                  <l>Of what thynge that they wolden do</l>
                  <l>Towarde the temple and forth they go</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So felle it of deuocion</l>
                  <l>Heleyne in contemplacion</l>
                  <l>with many an other worthy wyght</l>
                  <l>was in the temple and woke all nyght</l>
                  <l>To bydde and praye vnto thymage</l>
                  <l>Of Venus, as was than vſage</l>
                  <l>So that Parys ryght as hym lyſt</l>
                  <l>In to the temple er they it wyſt</l>
                  <l>Came with his men all ſodenly</l>
                  <l>And all at ones ſet aſkry</l>
                  <l>In hem, whiche in the temple were</l>
                  <l>For tho was moche peple there</l>
                  <l>But of defence was no boote</l>
                  <l>So ſuffren they, that ſuffre mote</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Paris vnto the quene wente</l>
                  <l>And her in both his armes bente</l>
                  <l>with hym, and with his felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>And forth they here her vnto ſhyp</l>
                  <l>Vp goth the ſayle, and forth they wente</l>
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                  <l>And ſuche a wynde fortune hem ſent</l>
                  <l>Tyll they the hauen of Troy caught</l>
                  <l>where out of ſhyp anone they ſtraught</l>
                  <l>And gone hem forth towarde the towne</l>
                  <l>The whiche came with proceſſyon</l>
                  <l>Ayene Paris, to ſene his pray</l>
                  <l>And euery man began to ſay</l>
                  <l>To Parys, and to his felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>All that they couthen of worſhyp</l>
                  <l>was none ſo lyttell man in Troye</l>
                  <l>That he ne made myrthe and ioye</l>
                  <l>Of that Parys had wonnen Heleyne</l>
                  <l>But all that myrthe is ſorowe and peyne</l>
                  <l>To Helenus, and to Caſſandre</l>
                  <l>For they it tolden ſhame and ſklaundre</l>
                  <l>And loſſe of all the comon grace</l>
                  <l>That Parys out of holy place</l>
                  <l>By ſtelth hath take a mans wyfe</l>
                  <l>wherof he ſhall leſe his lyfe</l>
                  <l>And many a worthy man therto</l>
                  <l>And all the citie be for do</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer ſhall be made ayene</l>
                  <l>And ſo it fell, ryght as they ſeyne</l>
                  <l>The ſacrilege, whiche he wrought</l>
                  <l>was cauſe, why the grekes ſought</l>
                  <l>Vnto the towne, and it belay</l>
                  <l>And wolden neuer parte away</l>
                  <l>Tyll what by ſleight, &amp; what by ſtrength</l>
                  <l>They had it wonnen in brede and length</l>
                  <l>And brente / and ſlayne, that was within</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe ſe my ſonne ſuche a ſynne</l>
                  <l>Is ſacrilege in holy ſtede</l>
                  <l>Beware therfore, and byd thy bede</l>
                  <l>And do nothyng in holy churche</l>
                  <l>But that thou myght by reaſon worche</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke take bede of Achilles</l>
                  <l>whan be vnto his loue chees</l>
                  <l>Polixena, that was alſo</l>
                  <l>In holy temple of Apollo</l>
                  <l>whiche was the cauſe why he dyede</l>
                  <l>And all his luſt was leyde aſyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Troylus vpon Creſcyde</l>
                  <l>Alſo his fyrſt loue leyde</l>
                  <l>In holy place, and howe it ferde</l>
                  <l>As who ſeyth, all the worlde it herde</l>
                  <l>Forſake he was for Dyomede</l>
                  <l>Suche was of loue his laſt mede</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne I wolde rede</l>
                  <l>By this emſample as thou myght rede</l>
                  <l>Seche els where thou wylte thy grace</l>
                  <l>And ware the well in holy place</l>
                  <l>what thou to loue do or ſpeke</l>
                  <l>In aunter if it ſo be wreke</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt herde me tell to fore</l>
                  <l>And take good hede alſo therfore</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme of auaryce</l>
                  <l>More than of ony other vyce</l>
                  <l>I haue deuyded in partyes</l>
                  <l>The braunches, whiche of companyes</l>
                  <l>Through out the worlde in generall</l>
                  <l>Be nowe the leders ouer all</l>
                  <l>Of couetyſe, and of periurie</l>
                  <l>Of fals brocage, and of vſurie</l>
                  <l>Of ſcarcenes, and of vnkyndeſhyp</l>
                  <l>which neuer drough to felauſhyp</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of robberye and of pryue ſtelth</l>
                  <l>whiche due is for the worldes welth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of rauyne and of ſacrylege</l>
                  <l>which maketh the conſcyence agrege</l>
                  <l>All though it may ryches atteyne</l>
                  <l>It floureth but it ſhall not greyne</l>
                  <l>Vnto the fruyt of ryghtwyſnes</l>
                  <l>But who that wolde do largeſſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the reule, as it is yeu</l>
                  <l>So myght a man in trouth lyue</l>
                  <l>Toward his god, and eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Toward the worlde for both two</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe awayteth as bylongeth</l>
                  <l>To neyther part, that he ne wrongeth</l>
                  <l>He kepeth him ſelf, he kepeth his fre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des</l>
                  <l>So ſtant he ſaufe to both his endes</l>
                  <l>That he excedeth no meaſure</l>
                  <l>So well he can hym ſelfe meaſure</l>
                  <l>wherof my ſonne thou ſhalt wyte</l>
                  <l>So as the philoſophe hath wryte.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Prodigus et parcus duo ſunt extrema<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> largus</l>
                  <l>Eſt horum medius plebis in ore bonus.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota hic de virtute largitatis que ad oppoſitu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> auaricie inter duo extrema videlicet percimonia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> et prodigalitem ſpecialiter conſiſtit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Betwyx the two extremities</l>
                  <l>Of vice, ſtont the properties</l>
                  <l>Of vertue, and to preue it ſo</l>
                  <l>Take auarice, and take alſo</l>
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                  <l>The vice of prodigalite</l>
                  <l>Betwyx hem liberalite</l>
                  <l>(whiche is the vertue of largeſſe)</l>
                  <l>Stant, and gouerneth his nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>For tho two vices in diſcorde</l>
                  <l>Stonde euer, as I fynde of recorde</l>
                  <l>So that betwene her two debate</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe ruleth his aſtate</l>
                  <l>For in ſuche wyſe as auarice</l>
                  <l>As I tofore haue tolde the vice</l>
                  <l>Through ſtreit holding, &amp; through ſcarſneſſe</l>
                  <l>Stant contrary to largeſſe</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo ſtant prodigalite</l>
                  <l>Reuers, but nought in ſuche degre</l>
                  <l>For ſo as auarice ſpareth</l>
                  <l>And for to kepe his treaſour careth</l>
                  <l>That other all his owne and more</l>
                  <l>Ayene the wyſe mannes lore</l>
                  <l>yeueth and diſpendeth here and there</l>
                  <l>So that hym recheth neuer where</l>
                  <l>whyle he may borowe, he woll diſpende</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt he ſaith, I wende</l>
                  <l>But that is ſpoken all to late</l>
                  <l>For than is pouerte at gate</l>
                  <l>And taketh hym euen by the ſleue</l>
                  <l>For erſt woll he no wyſedome leue</l>
                  <l>And ryght as auarice is ſynne</l>
                  <l>That wolde his treaſour kepe &amp; wynne</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo is prodigalite</l>
                  <l>But of largeſſe in his degre</l>
                  <l>whiche euen ſtant betwene the two</l>
                  <l>The hygh god and man alſo</l>
                  <l>The vertue eche of hem commendeth</l>
                  <l>For he hym ſeluen fyrſt amendeth</l>
                  <l>That ouer all his name ſpredeth</l>
                  <l>And to all other, where it nedeth</l>
                  <l>He yeueth his good in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That he maketh many a man aryſe</l>
                  <l>whiche els ſhulde falle lowe</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe may not ben vnknowe</l>
                  <l>For what londe that he reigneth inne</l>
                  <l>It may not fayle for to wynne</l>
                  <l>Through his deſert loue and grace</l>
                  <l>where it ſhall fayle in other place</l>
                  <l>And thus betwene to moche and lyte</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe, which is nought to wyte</l>
                  <l>Holt euer forth the myddel way</l>
                  <l>But who that wol torne away</l>
                  <l>Fro that, to prodigalyte</l>
                  <l>Anone he leueth the propyrte</l>
                  <l>Of vertu, and goth to the vyce</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For in ſuche wyſe as Auaryce</l>
                  <l>Leueth for ſcarſenes his good name</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo that other is to blame</l>
                  <l>which through his waſt meſur excedeth</l>
                  <l>For no man wote what harm it bredeth</l>
                  <l>whyle that a man hath good to yeue</l>
                  <l>with great rowtes he may leue</l>
                  <l>And hath his frendes ouerall</l>
                  <l>And eueryche of hym telle ſhall</l>
                  <l>The whyle he hath his ful packe</l>
                  <l>They ſay: a good felawe is Iacke</l>
                  <l>whan it fayleth at laſt</l>
                  <l>Anone his pryce they ouercaſt</l>
                  <l>For than is there none other lawe</l>
                  <l>But Iacke was a good felawe</l>
                  <l>whan they hym poure and nedy ſee</l>
                  <l>They let hym paſſe, and fayre well he</l>
                  <l>Al that he wend of companye</l>
                  <l>Is than torned to folye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe to ſpeke in other kinde</l>
                  <l>Of loue, a man may ſuche fynde</l>
                  <l>That where they come in euery rowte</l>
                  <l>They caſt and waſt her loue aboute</l>
                  <l>Tylle all her tyme is ouergone</l>
                  <l>And than haue they loue none</l>
                  <l>For who that loueth ouerall</l>
                  <l>It is no reaſon, that he ſhall</l>
                  <l>Of loue haue any propyrte</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne auyſe the</l>
                  <l>If thou of loue haſt be to large</l>
                  <l>For ſuche a man is not to charge</l>
                  <l>And if it ſo be, that thou haſt</l>
                  <l>Dyſpended al thy tyme in waſt</l>
                  <l>And ſet thy loue in ſondry place</l>
                  <l>Though thou the ſubſtance of thy grace</l>
                  <l>Leſe at the laſt it is on wonder</l>
                  <l>For he that put hym ſeluen vnder</l>
                  <l>As who ſayth, comyn ouer all</l>
                  <l>He leſeth the loue ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Of euery one, if ſhe be wyſe</l>
                  <l>For loue ſhall noughe bere his priſe</l>
                  <l>By reaſon / whan it paſſeth one</l>
                  <l>So haue I ſen full many one</l>
                  <l>That were of loue wele at eſe</l>
                  <l>whiche after felle in great dyſeſe</l>
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                  <l>Through waſt of loue, that they ſpent</l>
                  <l>In ſondry places where they went.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ryght ſo my ſonne I aſke of the</l>
                  <l>If thou with prodigalite</l>
                  <l>Haſt here and there thy loue waſted?</l>
                  <l>¶My father nay, but I haue taſted</l>
                  <l>In many a place, as I haue go</l>
                  <l>And yet loue I neuer one of tho</l>
                  <l>But for to dryue forth the day</l>
                  <l>For leueth well, my herte is ay</l>
                  <l>withouten mo for euermore</l>
                  <l>All vpon one, for I no more</l>
                  <l>Deſyre, but hir loue alone</l>
                  <l>So make I many a priue mone</l>
                  <l>For well I fele I haue diſpended</l>
                  <l>My longe loue, and not amended</l>
                  <l>My ſpede: for ought I fynde yet</l>
                  <l>If this be waſt vnto your wytte</l>
                  <l>Of loue and prodigalite</l>
                  <l>Nowe good father demeth ye</l>
                  <l>But of o thynge I wyll me ſhryue</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall for no loue thryue</l>
                  <l>But if hir ſelfe wyll me releue.</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne that I may well leue</l>
                  <l>And netheles me ſemeth ſo</l>
                  <l>For ought that thou haſt yet myſdo</l>
                  <l>Of tyme, whiche thou haſt ſpended</l>
                  <l>It may with grace ben amended</l>
                  <l>For thyng which may be worth the coſt</l>
                  <l>Perchaunce is nother waſt ne loſt</l>
                  <l>For what thyng ſtant on auenture</l>
                  <l>That can no worldes creature</l>
                  <l>Tell in certayne, howe it ſhall wende</l>
                  <l>Tyll he therof may ſene an ende</l>
                  <l>So that I note as yet therfore</l>
                  <l>If thou my ſonne haſt wonne or lore</l>
                  <l>For ofte tyme, as it is ſene</l>
                  <l>whan ſommer hath loſt all his grene</l>
                  <l>And is with wynter waſt and bare</l>
                  <l>That hym is lefte nothynge to ſpare</l>
                  <l>All is recouered in a throwe</l>
                  <l>The colde wyndes ouerblowe</l>
                  <l>And ſtylled ben the ſharpe ſhoures</l>
                  <l>And ſodeinlyche ayene his floures</l>
                  <l>The ſommer happeneth, and is ryche</l>
                  <l>And ſo percaſe thy grace is lyche.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne though thou be now pouer</l>
                  <l>Of loue: yet thou might recouer</l>
                  <l>¶My fader certes graunt mercy</l>
                  <l>ye haue me taught ſo redyly</l>
                  <l>That euer whyle I lyue ſhall</l>
                  <l>The better I may be ware with all</l>
                  <l>Of thynge, which ye haue ſayd er this</l>
                  <l>But euermore how that it is</l>
                  <l>Toward my ſhryfte, as it belongeth</l>
                  <l>To wyt of other poyntes me longeth</l>
                  <l>wherof that ye me wolden teche</l>
                  <l>with all my herte I you byſeche.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <trailer>Explicit liber quintus.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="6" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>☞ <hi>HIG IN SEXTO LIBRO</hi> tractare intendit de illo capitali vicio, quod gula dicitur, nec non et eiuſdem duabus ſolummodo ſpeciebus, videlicet ebrietate et delicacia / ex quibus humane concupiſcencie oblectamentum habund anciue augmentatur.</p>
            </argument>
            <head>¶Incipit liber Sextus.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>Eſt gula, que noſtrum maculauit prima parentu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
               </l>
               <l>Ex verito pomo quo dol et omnis homo,</l>
               <l>Haec agit, vt corpus animae contraria ſpi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>
               </l>
               <l>Quo caro fit craſſa, ſpiritus at<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> macer.</l>
               <l>Intus et exterius ſi quae virtutis habentur</l>
               <l>Potibus ebrietas conuiciata ruit.</l>
               <l>Merſa ſapore labis, q<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Bacchus inebriat hoſpes,</l>
               <l>Indignata Venus oſcula raro premit.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He great ſynne originall</l>
               <l>whiche euery man in general</l>
               <l>Vpon his birth hath enuennomed</l>
               <l>In paradys it was myſtimed</l>
               <l>whan Adame of thylke appel bote</l>
               <l>His ſwete morcell was to hote</l>
               <l>whiche dedly made the mankynde</l>
               <l>And in the bokes as I fynde</l>
               <l>This vyce, whiche ſo oute of rule</l>
               <l>Hath ſet vs all, is cleped Gule</l>
               <l>Of whiche the braunches ben ſo greate</l>
               <l>That of hem all I wol not treate</l>
               <l>But onlyche as touchende of two</l>
               <l>I thynke to ſpeke and of no mo</l>
               <l>wherof the fyrſte is dronkeſhyp</l>
               <l>whiche bereth the cuppe felauſhyp</l>
               <l>Ful many a wonder doth that vyce</l>
               <l>He can make of a wyſman nyce</l>
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               <l>And of a foole, that hym ſhall ſeme</l>
               <l>That he can all the lawe deme</l>
               <l>And yeue euery iugement</l>
               <l>whiche longeth to the fyrmament</l>
               <l>Both of the ſterre, and of the mone</l>
               <l>And thus he maketh a great clerke ſone</l>
               <l>Of hym, that is a lewde man</l>
               <l>There is no thynge, whiche he ne can</l>
               <l>whyle he hath dronkeſhyp on honde</l>
               <l>He knowethe the ſee, he knowethe the ſtro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>He is a noble man of armes</l>
               <l>And yet no ſtrength is in his armes</l>
               <l>There he was ſtronge inowe tofore</l>
               <l>with dronkeſhyp it is forlore</l>
               <l>And all is chaunged his eſtate</l>
               <l>And wexeth anone ſo feble and mate</l>
               <l>That he may neither go ne come</l>
               <l>But all to gether he is benome</l>
               <l>The power both of honde &amp; fote</l>
               <l>So that algate abyde he mote</l>
               <l>And all his wyttes he foryete</l>
               <l>The whiche is to hym ſuche a lete</l>
               <l>That he wote neuer, what he doth</l>
               <l>He whiche is fals, ne whiche is ſoth</l>
               <l>Ne whiche is day, ne whiche is nyght</l>
               <l>That the tyme he knoweth no wyghte</l>
               <l>That he ne wote ſo moche as this</l>
               <l>what maner thynge hym ſeluen is</l>
               <l>Or he be man, or he be beaſt</l>
               <l>That holde I ryght a ſory feaſte</l>
               <l>whan he, that reaſon vnderſtode</l>
               <l>So ſodeinlyche is wexe wode</l>
               <l>Or elles lyche the deade man</l>
               <l>whiche nother go ne ſpeke can</l>
               <l>Thus ofte he is to bedde brought</l>
               <l>But yet woteth he wher he lieth nought</l>
               <l>Tyll he aryſe vpon the morowe</l>
               <l>And than he ſaith: O whiche a ſorowe</l>
               <l>It is for to be drynkeles</l>
               <l>So that halfe dronke in ſuche a rees</l>
               <l>with drye mouth be ſterte hym vp</l>
               <l>And ſaith: bayles ſa the cuppe</l>
               <l>That made hym leſe his wyt at eue</l>
               <l>Is than a morowe all his beleue</l>
               <l>The cuppe is all that euer hym pleaſeth</l>
               <l>And alſo that hym moſt diſeſeth</l>
               <l>It is the cuppe whom he ſerueth</l>
               <l>whiche all cares from hym kerneth</l>
               <l>And all bales to hym bryngeth</l>
               <l>In ioye he wepeth, in ſorowe he ſyngeth</l>
               <l>For dronkenſhyp is ſo dyuers</l>
               <l>It may no whyle ſtonde inuers</l>
               <l>He drynketh the wyne, but at laſt</l>
               <l>The wyne drynketh him, &amp; bynt him faſt</l>
               <l>And leyth hym dronke by the walle</l>
               <l>As hym, whiche is his bonde thralle</l>
               <l>And all in his ſubiection</l>
               <l>And lyche to ſuche condicion</l>
               <l>As for to ſpeke it otherwyſe</l>
               <l>It falleth that the moſt wyſe</l>
               <l>Ben other whyle of loue adoted</l>
               <l>And ſo biwhapped and aſſoted</l>
               <l>Of dronken men, that neuer yet</l>
               <l>was none, whiche halfe ſo loſt his wytte</l>
               <l>Of drynke, as they of ſuche thynges do</l>
               <l>whiche cleped is the iolyfe wo</l>
               <l>And wexen of her owne thought</l>
               <l>So dronke, that they knowe nought</l>
               <l>what reaſon is, or more or leſſe</l>
               <l>Suche is the kynde of that ſykneſſe</l>
               <l>And that is not for lacke of brayne</l>
               <l>But loue is of ſo great a mayne</l>
               <l>That where he taketh a herte on honde</l>
               <l>There may nothig his might withſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>The wyſe Salomon was nome</l>
               <l>And ſtronge Sampſon ouercome</l>
               <l>The knyghtly Dauid him ne might</l>
               <l>Reſcue, that he with the ſyght</l>
               <l>Of Berſabe ne was beſtade</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Virgile alſo was ouerlade</l>
               <l>And Ariſtotle was put vnder</l>
               <l>¶ For thy my ſonne it is no wonder</l>
               <l>yf thou be dronke of loue amonge</l>
               <l>whiche is aboue all other ſtronge</l>
               <l>And if ſo is, that thou ſo be</l>
               <l>Telle me thy ſhryfte in pryuyte</l>
               <l>It is no ſhame of ſuche a thewe</l>
               <l>Of yonge man to be dronkelewe</l>
               <l>Of ſuche phiſike as I can a parte</l>
               <l>And as me ſemeth by that arte</l>
               <l>Thou ſhuldeſt by phiſonomye</l>
               <l>Be ſhapen to that maladye</l>
               <l>Of loue dronke, and that is routhe</l>
               <l>¶ A holy fader all is trouthe</l>
               <l>That ye me telle, I am be knowe</l>
               <l>That I with loue am ſo bethrowe</l>
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               <l>And al my herte is ſo through ſonke</l>
               <l>That I am verylyche dronke</l>
               <l>And yet I may both ſpeke and go</l>
               <l>But I am ouercome ſo</l>
               <l>And torned fro my ſelfe ſo clene</l>
               <l>That ofte I wote not what I mene</l>
               <l>So that excuſen I ne may</l>
               <l>My herte fro the fyrſt day</l>
               <l>That I cam to my lady kythe</l>
               <l>I was neuer yet ſobre ſyth</l>
               <l>where I her ſe, or ſe her nought</l>
               <l>with muſynge of myn owne thought</l>
               <l>Of loue, whiche my herte aſſayleth</l>
               <l>So dronke I am, that my wytte fayleth</l>
               <l>And all my brayne is ouertorned</l>
               <l>And my maner ſo myſtorned</l>
               <l>That I foryete all that I can</l>
               <l>And ſtonde lyke a maſed man</l>
               <l>That ofte whan I ſhulde play</l>
               <l>It maketh me drawe oute of the way</l>
               <l>In ſoleyn place by my ſelfe</l>
               <l>As doth a laborer to delfe</l>
               <l>whiche can no gentylmans chere</l>
               <l>Or elles as a lewde frere</l>
               <l>whan he is put to his penaunce</l>
               <l>Ryght ſo leſe I my contenaunce</l>
               <l>And if it nedes ſo betyde</l>
               <l>That I in company abyde</l>
               <l>There as I muſt daunce and ſynge</l>
               <l>The houe daunce and carolynge</l>
               <l>Or for to go the newe fote</l>
               <l>I may not wel heue vp my fote</l>
               <l>If that ſhe be not in the way</l>
               <l>For than is all my myrth away</l>
               <l>And wexe anone of thought ſo full</l>
               <l>wherof my lymmes ben ſo dulle</l>
               <l>I may vnnethes gon the pas</l>
               <l>For thus it is, and euer it was</l>
               <l>whan I on ſuche thoughtes muſe</l>
               <l>The luſt and myrth, that men vſe</l>
               <l>whan I ſe not my lady byme</l>
               <l>All is foryete for the tyme</l>
               <l>So ferforth, that my wyttes chaunge</l>
               <l>And all luſtes fro me ſtraungen</l>
               <l>That they ſeyn all truly</l>
               <l>And ſwere, that it am not I</l>
               <l>For as the man, which ofte drynketh</l>
               <l>The wyne, that in his ſtomake ſynketh</l>
               <l>waxeth dronke, and wytles for a throwe</l>
               <l>Right ſo my luſt is ouerthrowe</l>
               <l>And of myn owne thought ſo mate</l>
               <l>I waxe, that to myn aſtate</l>
               <l>There is no lymme wyll me ſerue</l>
               <l>But as a dronken man I ſwerue</l>
               <l>And ſuffre ſuche a paſſyon</l>
               <l>That men haue great compaſſyon</l>
               <l>And eueryche by hym ſelfe meruayleth</l>
               <l>what thynge it is, that me ſo eyleth</l>
               <l>Suche is the maner of my wo</l>
               <l>whiche tyme that I am hir fro</l>
               <l>Tyll efte ayene that I hir ſe</l>
               <l>But than it were a nycete</l>
               <l>To tell you howe that I fare</l>
               <l>For whan I may vpon hir ſtare</l>
               <l>Her womanheed, her gentylneſſe</l>
               <l>Myn hert is full of ſuche gladneſſe</l>
               <l>That ouerpaſſeth ſo my wyt</l>
               <l>That I wote neuer where it ſyt</l>
               <l>But am ſo drunken of that ſyght</l>
               <l>Me thinketh, that for the time I might</l>
               <l>Ryght ſterte through the holle walle</l>
               <l>And than I may well, if I ſhall</l>
               <l>Both ſynge and daunce, and lepe about</l>
               <l>And holde forthe the luſty route</l>
               <l>But netheles it falleth ſo</l>
               <l>Full ofte that I fro her go</l>
               <l>Ne may, but as it were a ſtake</l>
               <l>I ſtonde / auyſement to take</l>
               <l>And loke vpon her faire face</l>
               <l>That for the whyle out of the place</l>
               <l>For all the worlde ne might I wende</l>
               <l>Suche luſte comth than into my mynde</l>
               <l>So that withoute mete and drynke</l>
               <l>Of luſty thoughtes, whiche I thynke</l>
               <l>Me thynketh I myght ſtonden euer</l>
               <l>And ſo it were to me leuer</l>
               <l>Than ſuche a ſyght for to leue</l>
               <l>If that ſhe wolde yeue me leue</l>
               <l>To haue ſo mochel of my wylle</l>
               <l>And thus thinkende I ſtonde ſtyll</l>
               <l>withoute blenchinge of myn eye</l>
               <l>Ryght as me thought that I ſeye</l>
               <l>Of paradys the moſt ioye</l>
               <l>And ſo there whyle I me reioy</l>
               <l>Vnto myn herte a great deſyre</l>
               <l>The whiche is hoter than the fire</l>
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               <l>All ſodenlyche vpon me renneth</l>
               <l>That all my thought within brenneth</l>
               <l>And am ſo ferforth ouercome</l>
               <l>That I note where I am become</l>
               <l>So that amonge tho hertes ſtronge</l>
               <l>In ſtede of drynke I vnderfonge</l>
               <l>A thought ſo ſwete in my courage</l>
               <l>That neuer pyement ne vernage</l>
               <l>was halfe ſo ſwete for to drynke</l>
               <l>For as I wolde, than I thynke</l>
               <l>As though I were at myn aboue</l>
               <l>For ſo through dronke I am of loue</l>
               <l>That all that my ſoty demeth</l>
               <l>Is ſoth, as than it to me ſemeth</l>
               <l>And whyle I may tho thoughtes kepe</l>
               <l>Me thynketh as though I were a ſlepe</l>
               <l>And that I were in goddes barme</l>
               <l>But whan I ſe myn owne harme</l>
               <l>And that I ſodenlyche awake</l>
               <l>Oute of my though, and hede take</l>
               <l>Howe that the ſothe ſtant in dede</l>
               <l>Than is my ſykerneſſe in drede</l>
               <l>And ioye torneth in to wo</l>
               <l>So that the hete is all ago</l>
               <l>Of ſuche ſoty, as I was inne</l>
               <l>And than ayenwarde I begynne</l>
               <l>To take of loue a newe thurſt</l>
               <l>whiche me greueth all there worſt</l>
               <l>For than cometh the blanche Feuer</l>
               <l>with chele, and maketh me ſo to cheuer</l>
               <l>And ſo it coldeth at myn herte</l>
               <l>That wonder is, howe I aſterte</l>
               <l>In ſuche a poynte that I ne deye</l>
               <l>For certes there was neuer keye</l>
               <l>Ne froſen is vpon the walle</l>
               <l>More inly cold, than I am all</l>
               <l>And thus ſuffer I the hote chele</l>
               <l>whiche paſſeth other peynes fele,</l>
               <l>In colde I brenne, and freſe in hete</l>
               <l>And than I drynke a better-ſwete</l>
               <l>with dry lippe, ang eyen wete</l>
               <l>Lo thus I temper my dyete</l>
               <l>And take a draught of ſuche relees</l>
               <l>That all my wyt is herteles</l>
               <l>And all my hert there it ſytte</l>
               <l>Is, as who ſayth witoute wytte</l>
               <l>So that I preue it by reaſon</l>
               <l>In makynge of comparyſon</l>
               <l>There may no difference be</l>
               <l>Betwyx a dronke<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> man and me</l>
               <l>But all the werſt of euerychone</l>
               <l>Is euer, that I thurſt in one</l>
               <l>The more that my herte drynketh</l>
               <l>The more I may, ſo that me thynketh</l>
               <l>My thurſt ſhall neuer be acqu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ynt</l>
               <l>God ſhelde, that I be not dreynt</l>
               <l>Of ſuche a ſuperfluite</l>
               <l>For wele I fele in my degre</l>
               <l>That all my wytte is ouercaſt</l>
               <l>wherof I am the more agaſt</l>
               <l>That in defaute of ladyſhyp</l>
               <l>Perchaunce in ſuche a dronkeſhyp</l>
               <l>I may be dead, er I beware</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>For certes father this I dare</l>
               <l>Beknowe, and in my ſhryfte telle</l>
               <l>But I a draught haue of that welle</l>
               <l>In whiche my deth is and my lyfe</l>
               <l>My ioye is tourned in to ſtryfe</l>
               <l>That ſobre ſhall I neuer worthe</l>
               <l>But as a dronken man for worthe</l>
               <l>So that in londe, where I fare</l>
               <l>The luſt is lore of my welfare</l>
               <l>As he that may no bote fynde</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>But this me thynketh a wonder kynde</l>
               <l>As I am drunke of that I drynke</l>
               <l>Of theſe thoughtes that I thynke</l>
               <l>Of whiche I fynde no relees</l>
               <l>But if I myght netheles</l>
               <l>Of ſuche a drynke as I coueyte</l>
               <l>So as me luſt haue o receyte</l>
               <l>I ſhulde aſſobre and fare wele</l>
               <l>But ſo fortune vpon her whele</l>
               <l>On hygh me deyneth not to ſette</l>
               <l>For euermore I fynde a lette</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>The botiler is not my frende</l>
               <l>whiche hath the key by the bende</l>
               <l>I may well wyſſhe, and that is waſte</l>
               <l>For well I wote ſo freſſhe a taſte</l>
               <l>(But if my grace be the more)</l>
               <l>I ſhall aſſay neuermore</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Thus am I dronke of that I ſe</l>
               <l>For taſtynge is defended me</l>
               <l>And I can not my ſeluen ſtaunche</l>
               <l>So that my father of this braunche</l>
               <l>I am gylyfe, to telle trouth.</l>
               <l>¶My ſonne that me thynketh routh</l>
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               <l>For loue dronke is the miſchyefe</l>
               <l>Aboue all other the moſte chyef</l>
               <l>If he luſty thought aſſy</l>
               <l>whiche may his ſory thurſt alay</l>
               <l>As for the tyme yet it leſſeth</l>
               <l>To hym, whiche other ioye myſſeth</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>For thy my ſonne aboue all</l>
               <l>Thynke well, how ſo it the befall</l>
               <l>And kepe thy wyttes that thou haſt</l>
               <l>And let hem not be dronke in waſt</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>But netheles there is no wyght</l>
               <l>That may withſtonde loues myght</l>
               <l>But why the cauſe is, as I fynde</l>
               <l>But that there is dyuerſe kynde</l>
               <l>Of loue dronke why men pleyneth</l>
               <l>After the courte, whiche all ordeyneth</l>
               <l>I wyll the telle the manere</l>
               <l>Now lyſt my ſonne, and thou ſhalt here</l>
            </lg>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic narrat ſecundum poetam, qualiter in ſuo cellario duo dolia Iupiter habet, quorum primu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> figuoris dulciſſimi / ſecundum amariſſimi plenum ronſiſtit, ita quod ille / cui fatata eſt proſperitas de dulci potabit, Alter vero cui aduerſabitur po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culum guſtabit amarum.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶For the fortune of euery chaunce</l>
                  <l>After the goddes purueaunce</l>
                  <l>To man it groweth frome aboue</l>
                  <l>So that the ſpede of euery loue</l>
                  <l>Is ſhape there, er it befalle</l>
                  <l>For Iupiter abouen all</l>
                  <l>whiche is of goddes ſouerayne</l>
                  <l>Hath in his ſeller, as men fayne</l>
                  <l>Two tonnes full of loue drynke</l>
                  <l>That maketh many a herte ſynke</l>
                  <l>And many an herte alſo to flete</l>
                  <l>Or of the ſowre, or of the ſwete</l>
                  <l>That one is full of ſuche pyement</l>
                  <l>whiche paſſeth all entendement</l>
                  <l>Of mans wyt, if he it taſte</l>
                  <l>And maketh a ioylyfe herte in haſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other bytter as the galle</l>
                  <l>whiche maketh a mans hert palle</l>
                  <l>whoſe dronkeſhip is a ſykeneſſe</l>
                  <l>Through felynge of the bytterneſſe</l>
                  <l>Cupyde is botyler of bothe</l>
                  <l>whiche to the leefe, and to the lothe</l>
                  <l>yeueth of the ſwete, and of the ſoure</l>
                  <l>That ſom laugh, and ſome loure</l>
                  <l>But for ſo moche as he blynde is</l>
                  <l>Full oft tyme he goth amys</l>
                  <l>And taketh the badde for the good</l>
                  <l>whiche hyndreth many a mans fode</l>
                  <l>withoute cauſe, and forthereth eke</l>
                  <l>So ben there ſom of loue ſeke</l>
                  <l>whiche ought of reaſon to ben bole</l>
                  <l>And ſom comen to the dole</l>
                  <l>In happe, and as hem ſelfe leſt</l>
                  <l>Drynke, vndeſerued of the beſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus this blynde botiler</l>
                  <l>yeueth of the trouble in ſtede of chere</l>
                  <l>And eke chere in ſtede of trouble</l>
                  <l>Lo howe he can the hertes trouble</l>
                  <l>And maketh men dronke al vpon chau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>withoute lawe of gouernance</l>
                  <l>If he drawe of the ſwete tonne</l>
                  <l>Than is the ſorowe all ouer ronne</l>
                  <l>Of loue dronke, &amp; ſhall nought greuen</l>
                  <l>So to be drunke euery euen</l>
                  <l>For all is than but a game</l>
                  <l>But whan it is nought of the ſame</l>
                  <l>And be the better tonne draweth</l>
                  <l>Suche dronkeſhyp an herte gnaweth</l>
                  <l>And febleth all a mannes thought</l>
                  <l>That better him were haue dro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>k nought</l>
                  <l>And all his bree haue eaten drye</l>
                  <l>For than he leſeth his luſty weye</l>
                  <l>with dronkeſhip, and wote not whyther</l>
                  <l>To go, the wayes bene ſo ſlydre</l>
                  <l>In whiche he may percas ſo fall</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall breke his wittes all</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe men ben drunke</l>
                  <l>After the drynke they haue drunke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But all drynken not ylyke</l>
                  <l>For ſome ſhall ſynge, &amp; ſome ſhal ſike</l>
                  <l>So that it me nothynge merauyleth</l>
                  <l>My ſonne of loue that the ayleth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For I wel knowe by thy tale</l>
                  <l>That thou haſt dronken of the dwale</l>
                  <l>which bytter is, tyll god the ſende</l>
                  <l>Suche grace, that thou myght amende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſonne thou ſhalt bydde and pray</l>
                  <l>In ſuch a wyſe, as I ſhall ſay</l>
                  <l>That thou the luſt well atteyne</l>
                  <l>Thy wofull thurſtes to reſtreyne</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and taſte the ſwetenes</l>
                  <l>As Bacchus dyd in his diſtres</l>
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                  <l>whan bodelyche thurſte hym hent</l>
                  <l>In ſtraunge londes, where he went.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota hic qualiter potus aliquando ſicienti pre<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cibus adquiritur, Et narrat exemplum / quod cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Bacchus de quodam bello ab Oriente repatria<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s in quibuſdam Lybie partibus alicuius generis potum non inuenit / fuſis ad Ionem precibus / apparuit / ei aries, qui terra pede percuſſit / ſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tim <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> fons emanauit / et ſic potum petenti peticio preualuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶This Bacchus ſonne of Iupiter</l>
                  <l>was hote, and as he went ferre</l>
                  <l>By his fathers aſſignement</l>
                  <l>To make a werre in Orient</l>
                  <l>And great power with hym he ladde</l>
                  <l>So that the hygher honde he hadde</l>
                  <l>And victory of his ennemyes</l>
                  <l>And tourneth homwarde with his priſe</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a countrey whiche was drey</l>
                  <l>A meſchiefe fell vpon the weye</l>
                  <l>As he rode with his company</l>
                  <l>Nygh to the ſtrondes of Lybie</l>
                  <l>There myght they no drynke fynde</l>
                  <l>Of water, nor of other kynde</l>
                  <l>So that hym ſelfe, and all his hoſte</l>
                  <l>were for defaut of drynke almoſte</l>
                  <l>Diſtroyed: and than Bacchus prayde</l>
                  <l>To Iupiter, and thus he ſayde</l>
                  <l>O hygh father, that ſeeſt all</l>
                  <l>To whom is reaſon, that I ſhall</l>
                  <l>Beſeche, and pray in euery nede</l>
                  <l>Beholde my father, and take hede</l>
                  <l>This full thurſt, that we be inne</l>
                  <l>To ſtaunche, and graunt vs for to wynne</l>
                  <l>And ſaufe vnto the countrey fare</l>
                  <l>where that our luſty loues are</l>
                  <l>waytende vpon our home comynge</l>
                  <l>And with the voyce of his prayenge</l>
                  <l>whiche herde was to the goddes hye</l>
                  <l>He ſygh anone tofore his eye</l>
                  <l>A wether, which the grou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de hath ſpurned</l>
                  <l>And where he hath it ouerturned</l>
                  <l>There ſpronge a welle freſſhe and clere</l>
                  <l>wherof his owne botylere</l>
                  <l>After the luſtes of his wylle</l>
                  <l>Yaue euery man to drynke his fylle</l>
                  <l>And for this ilke great grace</l>
                  <l>Bacchus vpon the ſame place</l>
                  <l>A ryche temple let arere</l>
                  <l>whiche euer ſhulde ſtonde there</l>
                  <l>To thruſty men in remembrance</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne after this chaunce</l>
                  <l>It ſytte the well to taken hede</l>
                  <l>So for to prey vpon thy nede</l>
                  <l>As Bacchus preyde for the well</l>
                  <l>And thinke, as thou haſt herde me tell</l>
                  <l>Howe grace he gradde, &amp; grace he had</l>
                  <l>He was no foole, that fyrſt ſo rad</l>
                  <l>For ſelden get a dombe man londe</l>
                  <l>Take that prouerbe, and vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That wordes ben of vertue grette</l>
                  <l>For thy to ſpeke thou ne lette</l>
                  <l>And aſke, and preye erely and late</l>
                  <l>Thy thurſt to que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>che, and thynke algate</l>
                  <l>The botiller / whiche bereth the keye</l>
                  <l>Is blynde, as thou haſt herde me ſeye</l>
                  <l>And if it myght ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>That he vpon the blynde ſyde</l>
                  <l>Parcas the ſwete tonne a raught</l>
                  <l>Than ſhalte thou haue a luſtye draught</l>
                  <l>And waxe of loue dronke ſobre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus I rede thou aſſobre</l>
                  <l>Thyn herte, in hope of ſuche a grace</l>
                  <l>For dronkeſhyp in euery place</l>
                  <l>To whether ſyde that it turne</l>
                  <l>Doth harme, &amp; maketh a man to ſpurne</l>
                  <l>And ofte falle in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>where he percas may nought aryſe</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic de amoris ebrietate ponit exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter Triſtrans ob potu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Brangweyn in vani ei porrexit de amore belle Iſolde inebriatꝰ extitit.</head>
               <l>¶And for to loke in euidence</l>
               <l>Vpon the ſothe experience</l>
               <l>So that it hath befall er this</l>
               <l>In euery mans mouth it is</l>
               <l>Howe Tryſtram was of loue dronke</l>
               <l>with bele I ſolde whan they dronke</l>
               <l>The drinke, which Brangweine hem betok</l>
               <l>Er that king Mark his eme hir toke</l>
               <l>To wyfe, as it was after knowe</l>
               <l>And eke my ſonne, if thou wylte knowe</l>
               <l>As it hath fallen ouer more</l>
               <l>In loues cauſe, and what is more</l>
               <l>Of dronkeſhyp for to drede</l>
               <l>As it whylome befell in dede</l>
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               <l>wherof thou myght the better eſchewe</l>
               <l>Of dronken men that thou ne ſewe</l>
               <l>The company in no manere</l>
               <l>A great enſample thou ſhalt here</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic de periculis ebrietatis cauſa in amore con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tingentibus narrat / quod cum Perithous illam pulcherrimam Ipotatiam in vxorem duceret / quoſdam qui Lentauri vocabantur / inter alios vicinos ad nupcias inuitanit, qui vino imbuti / none nupte formocitatem aſpicientes, duplici e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brietate a menſa Ipotaciam a Peritho marioto ſuo impetu rapuerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶This fynde I wryte in poeſye</l>
                  <l>Of thylke fayre Ipotaſye</l>
                  <l>Of whoſe beaute there as ſhe was</l>
                  <l>Spake euery man, and felle per cas</l>
                  <l>That Perythous ſo hym ſped</l>
                  <l>That he to wyfe her ſhulde wed</l>
                  <l>wherof that he great ioye made</l>
                  <l>And for he wolde his loue gladde</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the day of mariage</l>
                  <l>By mouthe bothe, and by meſſage</l>
                  <l>His frendes to the feſt be prayd</l>
                  <l>with great worſhyp and as men ſayd</l>
                  <l>He hath this yonge lady ſpouſed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan that they were all houſed</l>
                  <l>And ſet and ſerued at mete</l>
                  <l>There was no wyn, whiche may begete</l>
                  <l>That there ne was plenty ynoughe</l>
                  <l>But Bacchus thylke tonne drough</l>
                  <l>wherof by way of dronkeſhyp</l>
                  <l>The greateſt of the felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>were oute of reaſon ouer take</l>
                  <l>And Venus, whiche alſo hath take</l>
                  <l>The cauſe moſt in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Hath yeue hym drynke forth with all</l>
                  <l>Of thylke cuppe, whiche exciteth</l>
                  <l>The luſt, wheren a man deliteth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus by double wey dronke</l>
                  <l>Of luſt that ylke fyry fonke</l>
                  <l>Hath made be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, as who ſeith, half wode</l>
                  <l>That they no reaſon vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>Ne to none other thynge they ſeyen</l>
                  <l>But hir, whiche to fore her eyen</l>
                  <l>was wedded thylke ſame day</l>
                  <l>That freſſhe wyfe, that luſty may</l>
                  <l>Of her it was all that they thoughten</l>
                  <l>And ſo farforth her luſtes ſaughten</l>
                  <l>That they, whiche named were</l>
                  <l>Centauri at the feſte there</l>
                  <l>Of one aſſent, of one accorde</l>
                  <l>This yonge wyfe maugre hir lorde</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a rage away forth ladden</l>
                  <l>As they, whiche none inſyght hadden</l>
                  <l>But onely to her drunken fare</l>
                  <l>whiche many a man hath made misfare</l>
                  <l>In loue, als wel as other weye</l>
                  <l>wherof, if I ſhall more ſeye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the nature of this vice</l>
                  <l>Of cuſtome, and of exerciſe</l>
                  <l>The mans grace, howe it fordoth</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche was whylom ſoth</l>
                  <l>Of fooles, that ſo dronken were</l>
                  <l>I ſhall reherce vnto thyne ere</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur ſpecialiter contra vicium illoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> / qui nimia potacione ex conſuetudine ebrioſi effi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciuntur, Et narrat exemplum de Galba et Vitel<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lo qui potentes in Hiſpania principes fuerunt, ſed ipſe cotidiane ebrietatis potibus aſſuetii, tanta vicinis intulerunt enormia / quod tandem toto co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clamante populo, pena ſententie capitalis in eos iudicialiter diffinita eſt, qui prinſqua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> morere<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tur vt pena<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> mortis alleuiare<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t, ſpontanea vim ebrietate ſopiti, quaſi porci ſemimortui gladio interierunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶I rede in a cronicle thus</l>
                  <l>Of Galba, and of Vitellus</l>
                  <l>The whiche of Spayne both were</l>
                  <l>The greatteſt of all other there</l>
                  <l>And bothe of o condition</l>
                  <l>After the diſpoſition</l>
                  <l>Of glotony, and dronkſhyp</l>
                  <l>That was a ſory felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>For this thou myght wel vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>That man may welle not longe ſtonde</l>
                  <l>whiche is wine dronke of co men vſe</l>
                  <l>For he hath lore the vertues</l>
                  <l>wherof reaſon ſhuld hym doth</l>
                  <l>And that was ſen vpon hem both</l>
                  <l>Men ſeyn, there his no euydence</l>
                  <l>wherof to knowe a difference</l>
                  <l>Betwene the dronken and the wode</l>
                  <l>For they be neuer nother good</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For where that wyne doth wyt a weye</l>
                  <l>wyſdome hath loſt the ryght weye</l>
                  <l>That he no maner vyce dredeth</l>
                  <l>No more than a blynd man thredeth</l>
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                  <l>His nedel, by the ſonne lyght</l>
                  <l>No more is reaſon than of myght</l>
                  <l>whan be with dronkeſhyp is blent</l>
                  <l>And in this poynt they weren ſhent</l>
                  <l>This Galba both and eke Vytelle</l>
                  <l>Vpon the cauſe, as I ſhall tell</l>
                  <l>wherof good is to take hede</l>
                  <l>For they two through her dronkenhede</l>
                  <l>Of witles excitation</l>
                  <l>Oppreſſed all the nacion</l>
                  <l>Of Spayne: for all foule vſaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche done was of continuaunce</l>
                  <l>Of hem, whiche all day dronke were</l>
                  <l>There was no wyfe ne mayden there</l>
                  <l>what ſo they were, or fayre or foule</l>
                  <l>whom they ne taken to defoule</l>
                  <l>wherof the londe was often wo</l>
                  <l>And eke in other thynges mo</l>
                  <l>They wroughten many a ſondry wro<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>But howe ſo that the day be longe</l>
                  <l>The derke nyght cometh at laſt</l>
                  <l>God wolde nought, they ſhulden laſt</l>
                  <l>And ſhope the lawe in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That they through dome to the Iuyſe</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> damned for to be forlore</l>
                  <l>But they, that had be tofore</l>
                  <l>E<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>lyned to all dronkeneſſe</l>
                  <l>Her ende than bare wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>For they in hope to aſſwage</l>
                  <l>The peyne of dethe vpon the rage</l>
                  <l>That they laſſe ſhulden fele</l>
                  <l>Of wyne let fyll full a meele</l>
                  <l>And dronken tyll ſo was befell</l>
                  <l>That they her ſtrengthes loſen all</l>
                  <l>withouten wyt of ony brayne</l>
                  <l>And thus they ben halfe deed ſlayne</l>
                  <l>That hem ne greueth but a lite</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne if thou be for to wite</l>
                  <l>In ony poynt, whiche I haue ſayde</l>
                  <l>wherof thy wyttes bene vnteyde</l>
                  <l>I rede clepe hem home ageyne</l>
                  <l>¶I ſhall do father as ye ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Als ferforth as I may ſuffiſe</l>
                  <l>But well I wote, that in no wyſe</l>
                  <l>The dronkeſhyp of loue aweye</l>
                  <l>I may remue by no weye</l>
                  <l>It ſtant nought vpon my fortune</l>
                  <l>But if you lyſt to co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune</l>
                  <l>Of the ſeconde glotonye</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped is delicacye</l>
                  <l>wherof ye ſpake here to fore</l>
                  <l>Beſeche I wolde you therfore</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne as of that ylke vice</l>
                  <l>whiche of all other is the noryce</l>
                  <l>And ſtant vpon the retenue</l>
                  <l>Of Venus, ſo as it is due</l>
                  <l>The properte howe that it fareth</l>
                  <l>The boke herafter nowe declareth</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Deliciae cum diuiciis ſunt iura potentum.</l>
                  <l>In quibus orta Venus excitat ora gulae</l>
                  <l>Non ſunt deliciae tales, que corpora paſcunt,</l>
                  <l>Ex quibus impletus gaudia uenter agit.</l>
                  <l>Qui completus amor maiori munere gaudet.</l>
                  <l>Cum data deliciis mens in aman te fatur.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> tractat ſuper illa ſpecie gule que delicatia nuncupatur, cuius mollicies volupiuoſe carni perſonis precipue potentibus que<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> compla centia corporaliter miniſtrat.</head>
               <l>¶Of this chapter, in whiche we trete</l>
               <l>There is yet one of ſuche dyete</l>
               <l>To whiche no pore may attayne</l>
               <l>For all is paſt as payndemayne</l>
               <l>And ſondry wyne and ſondry drynke</l>
               <l>wherof that he woll eate and drynke</l>
               <l>His cookes ben for hym affayted</l>
               <l>So that his body is awayted</l>
               <l>That hym ſhall lacke no delyte</l>
               <l>Als ferforth as his appetite</l>
               <l>Suffyſeth to the meates hote</l>
               <l>wherof the luſty vice is hote</l>
               <l>Of Gule the delycacye</l>
               <l>whiche all the holle progenye</l>
               <l>Of luſty folke hath vndertake</l>
               <l>To fede, whyle that he may take</l>
               <l>Rycheſſe, wherof to be founde</l>
               <l>Of abſtinence he wote no bounde</l>
               <l>To what profyte it ſhulde ſerue</l>
               <l>And yet phiſyke of his conſerue</l>
               <l>Maketh many a reſtrauracion</l>
               <l>Vnto his recreacion</l>
               <l>whiche wolde be to Venus lefe</l>
               <l>Thus for the poynt of his relefe</l>
               <l>The cooke, whiche ſhal his meate aray</l>
               <l>But he the better his mouth aſſay</l>
               <l>His lordes thonke ſhall ofte leſe</l>
               <l>Er he be ſerued to the cheſe</l>
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               <l>For there may lacke not ſo lyte</l>
               <l>That he ne fyut anone a wyte</l>
               <l>But his luſt be fully ſerued</l>
               <l>There hath no wight his thonke deſued</l>
               <l>And yet for mans ſuſtenaunce</l>
               <l>To kepe and holde in gouernance</l>
               <l>To hym that woll his hele gete</l>
               <l>Is none ſo good, as comon mete</l>
               <l>For who that loketh on the bokes</l>
               <l>It ſeyth, confection of Cookes</l>
               <l>A man hym ſhulde well auyſe</l>
               <l>Howe he it toke, and in what wyſe</l>
               <l>For who that vſeth, that he knoweth</l>
               <l>Full ſelden ſikenes on hym groweth</l>
               <l>And who that vſeth metes ſtraunge</l>
               <l>Though his nature empayre &amp; chaunge</l>
               <l>It is no wonder lyefe ſonne</l>
               <l>whan that he doth ayene his wonne</l>
               <l>For in ſikenes this I fynde</l>
               <l>Vſage is the ſeconde kynde</l>
               <l>In loue, als well as other wey</l>
               <l>For as theſe holy bokes ſey</l>
               <l>The bodely delyces all</l>
               <l>In euery poynt howe ſo they fall</l>
               <l>Vnto the ſoule done greuance</l>
               <l>And for to take in remembrance</l>
               <l>A tale accordant vnto this</l>
               <l>whiche of great vnderſtanding is</l>
               <l>To mans ſoule reaſonable</l>
               <l>I thynke tell, and is no fable</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <hi>HIC PONIT EXEMPLVM</hi> contra iftos delicatos, et narrat de diuite et La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zaro, quorum gefta in euangelio Lucas euiden<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tius deſcribit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of Chriſtis worde, who wol it rede</l>
                  <l>Howe that this vice is for to drede</l>
                  <l>In theuangile it telleth pleyne</l>
                  <l>whiche mote algate be certeyne</l>
                  <l>For Chriſte hym ſelfe it bereth wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>And though the clerke, and the clergeſſe</l>
                  <l>In laten tonge, it rede and ſynge</l>
                  <l>yet for the more knowlechynge</l>
                  <l>Of trouthe, whiche is good to wite</l>
                  <l>I ſhal declare, as it is wriie</l>
                  <l>In englyſhe, for thus it began</l>
                  <l>¶Chriſte ſeith, there was a ryche man</l>
                  <l>A myghty lorde of great aſtate</l>
                  <l>And he was eke ſo delycate</l>
                  <l>Of his clothynge, that euery day</l>
                  <l>Of purpre and byſſe he made hym gay</l>
                  <l>And ete and dranke therto his fyll</l>
                  <l>After the luſtes of his wyll</l>
                  <l>And he, whiche all ſtode in delice</l>
                  <l>And toke none hede of thilke vice</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as it ſhulde ſo betyde</l>
                  <l>A poure lazer vpon a tyde</l>
                  <l>Came to the gate, and axed mete</l>
                  <l>But there myght he nothyng gete</l>
                  <l>His deedly hungre for to ſtaunche</l>
                  <l>For he, whiche had his full paunche</l>
                  <l>Of all luſtes at borde</l>
                  <l>Ne deyneth not to ſpeke a worde</l>
                  <l>Onlyche a Cromme for to yeue</l>
                  <l>wherof this poure myght leue</l>
                  <l>Vpon the yefte of his almeſſe</l>
                  <l>Thus lay this poure in great diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>A colde and hongred at the gate</l>
                  <l>For whiche he myght go no gate</l>
                  <l>So was he wofully beſene</l>
                  <l>And as theſe holy bokes ſeyn</l>
                  <l>The houndes comen fro the haile</l>
                  <l>where that this ſycke man was falle</l>
                  <l>And as he lay there for to deye</l>
                  <l>The woundes of his maladye</l>
                  <l>They lycken, for to done hym eſe</l>
                  <l>But he was full of ſuche dyſeſe</l>
                  <l>That he may not the deth eſcape</l>
                  <l>But as it was that tyme ſhape</l>
                  <l>The ſowle fro the body paſſeth</l>
                  <l>And he, whom nothynge ouerpaſſeth</l>
                  <l>The hygh god vp to the heuen</l>
                  <l>Hym toke, where he hath ſet hym euen</l>
                  <l>In Abrahams barme on hyghe</l>
                  <l>where he the heuens ioye ſyghe</l>
                  <l>And had all that he haue wold</l>
                  <l>And fell as it befall ſhulde</l>
                  <l>This ryche man the ſame throwe</l>
                  <l>with ſodeyn deth was ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>And forth withouten ony went</l>
                  <l>Vnto the bell ſtraught he went</l>
                  <l>The fende in to the fyre hym drough</l>
                  <l>where that he had peyne ynough</l>
                  <l>Of flame, whiche that euer brenneth</l>
                  <l>And as his eie about renneth</l>
                  <l>Towarde the heuen he caſt his loke</l>
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                  <l>where that he ſygh, and hede toke</l>
                  <l>Howe lazar ſet was in his ſee</l>
                  <l>Als farre as euer he myght ſee</l>
                  <l>with Abraham, and than he prayde</l>
                  <l>Vnto the patriarche, and ſayd</l>
                  <l>Sende lazar downe fro thylke ſete</l>
                  <l>And do, that he his fynger wete</l>
                  <l>In water, ſo that he may droppe</l>
                  <l>Vpon my tonge for to ſtoppe</l>
                  <l>The great hete, in whiche I brenne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Abraham anſwerde then</l>
                  <l>And ſayde to hym in this wyſe</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Salomon. Qui obturat aures ſuas ad clamore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>rum, ipſe clamabit, et non exaudictur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne, thou the myght auiſe</l>
                  <l>And take in to thy remembrance</l>
                  <l>Howe lazar had great penance</l>
                  <l>whyle he was in that other lyfe</l>
                  <l>But thou in all thy luſt iolyfe</l>
                  <l>The bodely delices ſoughteſt</l>
                  <l>For thy ſo as thou than wroughteſt</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhalte thou take thy rewarde</l>
                  <l>Of deedly peyne here afterwarde</l>
                  <l>In hell, whiche ſhall euer laſt</l>
                  <l>And this lazar nowe at laſt</l>
                  <l>This worldes peyne is ouerronne</l>
                  <l>In heuen and hath his lyfe begonne</l>
                  <l>Of ioye, whiche is endeles</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But that thou preydeſt netheles</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall lazar to the ſende</l>
                  <l>with water on his fynger ende</l>
                  <l>Thyne hote tonge for to kele</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte no ſuche graces fele</l>
                  <l>For to that foule place of ſynne</l>
                  <l>For euer, in whiche thou ſhalte be inne</l>
                  <l>Cometh none out of this place thyder</l>
                  <l>Ne none of you may comen hyder</l>
                  <l>Thus be ye parted nowe a two</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ryche ayeneward cryde tho</l>
                  <l>O Abraham, ſythe it ſo is</l>
                  <l>That lazar may nought do me this</l>
                  <l>whiche I haue axed in this place</l>
                  <l>I wolde pray an other grace</l>
                  <l>For I haue yet bretherne fyue</l>
                  <l>That with my father bene a lyue</l>
                  <l>To gether dwellende in one hous</l>
                  <l>To whom, as thou arte gracious</l>
                  <l>I pray that thou woldeſt ſende</l>
                  <l>Lazar, ſo that he myght wende</l>
                  <l>To warne hem, how the worlde is went</l>
                  <l>That afterward they be not ſhent</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche peynes as they drye</l>
                  <l>Lo this I praye, and this I crye</l>
                  <l>Howe I may not my ſelfe amende</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The patriarke anone ſewende</l>
                  <l>To this prayer anſwerde Nay</l>
                  <l>And ſayde hym, howe that euery day</l>
                  <l>His bretherne myght knowe and here</l>
                  <l>Of Moyſes on erthe here</l>
                  <l>And of prophettes other mo</l>
                  <l>what hem was beſt: and he ſayth no</l>
                  <l>But if there myght a man aryſe</l>
                  <l>From deth to lyfe in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>To tellen hem, howe that it were</l>
                  <l>He ſayde than of pure fere</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden well beware therby</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Quod Abraham, nay ſikerly</l>
                  <l>For if they nowe wyll not obey</l>
                  <l>To ſuche, as teche hem the wey</l>
                  <l>And all day teache, and all day telle</l>
                  <l>Howe that it ſtant of heuen and helle</l>
                  <l>They wyll not than taken hede</l>
                  <l>Though it befelle ſo in dede</l>
                  <l>That any deade man were arered</l>
                  <l>To ben of hym no better lered</l>
                  <l>Than of an other man on lyue</l>
                  <l>¶If thou my ſonne canſt deſcriue</l>
                  <l>This tale, as Chriſte hym ſelfe it tolde</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt haue cauſe to beholde</l>
                  <l>To ſe ſo great an euidence</l>
                  <l>wherof the ſothe experience</l>
                  <l>Hath ſhewed openlyche at eye</l>
                  <l>That bodely delicacye</l>
                  <l>Of hym, whiche yeueth none almeſſe</l>
                  <l>Shall after falle in great diſtreſſe</l>
                  <l>And that was ſene vpon the ryche</l>
                  <l>For he ne wolde vnto his lyche</l>
                  <l>A cromme yeuen of his brede</l>
                  <l>Than afterwarde whan he was dede</l>
                  <l>A droppe of water hym was werned</l>
                  <l>Thus may a mans wyt be lerned</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that ſo delytes taken</l>
                  <l>whan they with deth ben ouertaken</l>
                  <l>That erſt was ſwete is, than ſowre</l>
                  <l>But he that is a gouernour</l>
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                  <l>Of worldes ioye, if he be wyſe</l>
                  <l>within his herte he ſet no priſe</l>
                  <l>Of all the worlde, and yet he vſeth</l>
                  <l>The good, that he nothyng refuſeth</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche lorde is of the thynges</l>
                  <l>The ouches, and the ryche rynges</l>
                  <l>The cloth of golde, and the perrye</l>
                  <l>He taketh, and yet the delicacye</l>
                  <l>He leueth, though he were all this</l>
                  <l>The beſt mete, that there is</l>
                  <l>He eateth, and drynketh the beſt drynke</l>
                  <l>But howe that euer he eate or drynke</l>
                  <l>Delicacie he put aweye</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche goth the ryght weye</l>
                  <l>Nought only for to fede and clothe</l>
                  <l>His body, but his ſoule bothe</l>
                  <l>But they that taken other wyſe</l>
                  <l>Her luſtes, bene none of the wyſe</l>
                  <l>But nowe a day a man may ſe</l>
                  <l>The worlde ſo full of vanite</l>
                  <l>That no man taketh of reaſon hede</l>
                  <l>Or for to clothe, or for to fede</l>
                  <l>But all is ſet vnto the vice</l>
                  <l>To newe and changen his delice</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ryght ſo chaungeth his aſtate</l>
                  <l>He that of loue is delicate</l>
                  <l>For though he had to his honde</l>
                  <l>The beſt wyfe of all the londe</l>
                  <l>Or the fayreſt loue of all</l>
                  <l>yet wolde his herte on other fall</l>
                  <l>And thynke hem more delicious</l>
                  <l>Than he hath in his owne hous</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men ſeyne it is nowe ofte ſo</l>
                  <l>Auyſe hem well, they that ſo do</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke in other waye</l>
                  <l>Full ofte tyme I haue herde ſaye</l>
                  <l>That he, whiche hath no loue acheued</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh that he is not relieued</l>
                  <l>Though that his lady make hym chere</l>
                  <l>So as ſhe may in good manere</l>
                  <l>Hir honour, and hir name ſaue</l>
                  <l>But he the ſurplus myght haue</l>
                  <l>Nothynge withſtandynge hir aſtate</l>
                  <l>Of loue more delicate</l>
                  <l>He ſet hir chere at no delyte</l>
                  <l>But if he haue all his appetyte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne if it with the be ſo</l>
                  <l>Tell me? ¶Myn holy father no</l>
                  <l>For delycate in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of loue, as ye to me deuiſe</l>
                  <l>Ne was I neuer yet gyltyfe</l>
                  <l>For if I had ſuche a wyfe</l>
                  <l>As ye ſpeke of, what ſhulde I more</l>
                  <l>For than I wolde neuer more</l>
                  <l>For luſt of any womanhede</l>
                  <l>My herte vpon none other fede</l>
                  <l>And if I dyd, it were a waſte</l>
                  <l>But all without ſuche repaſte</l>
                  <l>Of luſt, as ye me tolde aboue</l>
                  <l>Of wyfe, or yet of other loue</l>
                  <l>I faſte, and may no fode gete</l>
                  <l>So that for lacke of deintie mete</l>
                  <l>Of whiche an herte may be fedde</l>
                  <l>I go faſtynge to my bedde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But myght I getten as ye tolde</l>
                  <l>So mochel, that my lady wolde</l>
                  <l>Me fede with her gladde ſemblaunte</l>
                  <l>Though me lacke all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>yet ſhulde I ſomdele ben abeched</l>
                  <l>And for the time wel refreſhed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But certes fader ſhe ne doth</l>
                  <l>For in good feyth to tellen ſoth</l>
                  <l>I trowe, though I ſhulde ſterue</l>
                  <l>She wolde not her eye ſwerue</l>
                  <l>My herte with one goodly loke</l>
                  <l>To fede, and thus for ſuche a coke</l>
                  <l>I may go faſtinge euermo</l>
                  <l>But if ſo is, that any wo</l>
                  <l>May fede a mans herte wele</l>
                  <l>Therof I haue at euery mele</l>
                  <l>Of plente more that ynough</l>
                  <l>But that is of hym ſelfe ſo tough</l>
                  <l>My ſtomake may it not defye</l>
                  <l>Lo ſuche is the delycacye</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche my herte fedeth</l>
                  <l>Thus haue I lacke of that me nedeth</l>
                  <l>But for all this yet netheles</l>
                  <l>I ſay not, I am gylteles</l>
                  <l>That I ſomdele am delycate</l>
                  <l>For els were I fully mate</l>
                  <l>But if that I ſome luſty ſtounde</l>
                  <l>Of comforte and of eaſe founde</l>
                  <l>To take of loue ſome repaſt</l>
                  <l>For though I with full taſte</l>
                  <l>The luſt of loue may not fele</l>
                  <l>Myn honger otherwyſe I kele</l>
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                  <l>Of ſmale luſtes, whiche I pyke</l>
                  <l>And for a tyme yet they lyke</l>
                  <l>If that ye wyſten, what I mene</l>
                  <l>¶Nowe good ſonne ſhryue the clene</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche deynties as ben good</l>
                  <l>wherof thou takeſt thyn herte foode</l>
                  <l>¶My father I ſhall you reherſe</l>
                  <l>Howe that my fodes ben diuerſe</l>
                  <l>So as they fallen in degree</l>
                  <l>One fedynge is of that I ſe</l>
                  <l>An other is, of that I here</l>
                  <l>The thyrde, as I ſhall tellen here</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t groweth of myne owne thought</l>
                  <l>And els ſhulde I lyue nought</l>
                  <l>For whom that fayleth foode of herte</l>
                  <l>He may nought well the dethe aſterte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Nota qualiter viſus in amore ſe continet delicatꝰ.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of ſyght is all my fyrſt foode</l>
                  <l>Through whiche myne eye of all goode</l>
                  <l>Hath that to hym is accordant</l>
                  <l>A luſty foode ſuffiſant</l>
                  <l>whan that I go towarde the place</l>
                  <l>where I ſhall ſe my ladies face</l>
                  <l>Myn eye, whiche is lothe to faſte</l>
                  <l>Begynneth anone to hungre ſo faſte</l>
                  <l>That hym thynketh of an houre thre</l>
                  <l>Tyll I there come, and he hir ſe</l>
                  <l>And than after his appetite</l>
                  <l>He taketh a fode of ſuche delite</l>
                  <l>That hym none other deyntie nedeth</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry ſightes he hym fedeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir face of ſuche coloure</l>
                  <l>That freſſher is than any floure</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir front is large and pleyne</l>
                  <l>without frounce of any greyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir eyen lyche an heuen</l>
                  <l>And ſeeth hir noſe ſtreyte and euen</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir rudde vpon the cheke</l>
                  <l>And ſeeth hir redde lyppes eke</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Hir chynne accordeth to the face</l>
                  <l>All that he ſeeth is full of grace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir necke rounde and clene</l>
                  <l>Therin may no bone be ſene</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir handes faire and whyte</l>
                  <l>For all this thynge without wyte</l>
                  <l>He may ſe naked at leſt</l>
                  <l>So is it well the more feſte</l>
                  <l>And well the more delicacie</l>
                  <l>Vnto the fedyng of the eye</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeeth hir ſhap forth with all</l>
                  <l>Hir body rounde, hir myddell ſmall</l>
                  <l>So well begone with good array</l>
                  <l>whiche paſſeth all the luſt of may</l>
                  <l>whan he is moſte with ſofte ſhowres</l>
                  <l>Full clothed in his luſty flowres</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with ſuche ſightes by and by</l>
                  <l>Myn eye is fedde, but fynally</l>
                  <l>whan he the porte and the manere</l>
                  <l>Seeth of hir womannyſſhe chere</l>
                  <l>Than hath he ſuche delite on honde</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh he myght ſtyll ſtonde</l>
                  <l>And that he hath full ſuffiſance</l>
                  <l>Of lyuelode, and of ſuſtenaunce</l>
                  <l>As to his parte for euermo</l>
                  <l>And if it thought all other ſo</l>
                  <l>Fro then wolde he neuer wende</l>
                  <l>But there vnto the worldes ende</l>
                  <l>He wolde abyde, if that he myght</l>
                  <l>And feden hym vpon the ſyght.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For though I myght ſtonden aye</l>
                  <l>In to the tyme of domes daye</l>
                  <l>And loke vpon her euer in one</l>
                  <l>yet whan I ſhulde fro her gone</l>
                  <l>Myne eye wolde, as though he faſte</l>
                  <l>Ben honger ſtoruen alſo faſte</l>
                  <l>Tylle efte ayen that he her ſey</l>
                  <l>Suche is the nature of myn eye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There is no luſt ſo deyntefull</l>
                  <l>Of whlche a man ſhulde not be full</l>
                  <l>Of that the ſtomake vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>But euer in one myn herte lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
                  <l>For loke, howe that a goſhauke tyreth</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo dothe he / whan that he pyreth</l>
                  <l>And tooteth on her womanhede</l>
                  <l>For he may neuer fully fede</l>
                  <l>His luſt, but euer a lyche ſore</l>
                  <l>Hym hongreth, ſo that he the more</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth to be fedde algate</l>
                  <l>And thus myn eie is made the gate</l>
                  <l>Through which the deinties of my thought</l>
                  <l>Of luſt ben to min herte brought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ryght as myn eye with his loke</l>
                  <l>Is to myn herte a luſty cooke</l>
                  <l>Of loues foode delycate</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
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               <head>¶Qualiter auris in amore delectatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Ryght ſo myn eare in his ſtate</l>
                  <l>where as myn eie may not ſerue</l>
                  <l>Can well myn hertes thonke deſerue</l>
                  <l>And feden hym fro day to day</l>
                  <l>with ſuche deintes, as he may</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thus it is, that ouer all</l>
                  <l>where as I come in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>I may here of my lady price</l>
                  <l>I here one ſay, that ſhe is wyſe</l>
                  <l>An other ſayth, that ſhe is good</l>
                  <l>And ſome men ſeyne, of worthy blood</l>
                  <l>That ſhe is come, and is alſo</l>
                  <l>So fayre, that no where is none ſo</l>
                  <l>And ſome men preyſe her goodly chere</l>
                  <l>Thus euery thynge, that I may here</l>
                  <l>whiche ſowneth to my lady good</l>
                  <l>Is to myn eare a luſty foode.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke myn eare hath ouer this</l>
                  <l>A deynty feaſte, whan ſo is</l>
                  <l>That I may here her ſeluen ſpeke</l>
                  <l>For than anone my faſte I breke</l>
                  <l>On ſuche wordes, as ſhe ſayth</l>
                  <l>That full of trouth, &amp; full of feyth</l>
                  <l>They ben, and of ſo good diſporte</l>
                  <l>That to myn eare great comforte</l>
                  <l>They done, as they that ben delices</l>
                  <l>For all the meates and the ſpices</l>
                  <l>That any Lumbarde couth make</l>
                  <l>Ne ben ſo luſty for to take</l>
                  <l>Ne ſo farforth reſtauratyfe</l>
                  <l>I ſey as for myn owne lyfe</l>
                  <l>As ben the wordes of her mouth.</l>
                  <l>For as the wyndes of the ſouth</l>
                  <l>Ben moſte of all debonaire</l>
                  <l>So when hir luſt to ſpeke faire</l>
                  <l>The vertue of her goodly ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Is verily myn hertes leche.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if it ſo befalle amonge</l>
                  <l>That ſhe carole vpon a ſonge</l>
                  <l>whan I it here, I am ſo fedde</l>
                  <l>That I am fro my ſelfe ſo ledde</l>
                  <l>As though I were in Paradys</l>
                  <l>For certes as to myn auys</l>
                  <l>whan I here of her voyce the ſteuen</l>
                  <l>Me thynkth it is a blyſſe of heuen</l>
                  <l>And eke in otherwyſe alſo</l>
                  <l>Ful oft tyme it falleth ſo</l>
                  <l>Myn ere with a good pitaunce</l>
                  <l>Is fed, of redinge of romaunce</l>
                  <l>Of ydoyne, and of Amadas</l>
                  <l>That whylome were in my cas</l>
                  <l>And eke of other many a ſcore</l>
                  <l>That loueden longe, er I was bore</l>
                  <l>For whan I of her loues rede</l>
                  <l>Myn ere with the tale I fede</l>
                  <l>And with the luſt of her hiſtoire</l>
                  <l>Somtime I drewe in to memoire</l>
                  <l>Howe ſorowe may not euer laſt</l>
                  <l>And ſo hope cometh in at laſt</l>
                  <l>whan I none other fode knowe</l>
                  <l>And that endureth but a throwe</l>
                  <l>Right as it were a chery feſte</l>
                  <l>But for to counten at leſt</l>
                  <l>As for the whyle yet it eſeth</l>
                  <l>And ſomdele of my hert appeſeth</l>
                  <l>For what thinge to my ere ſpredeth</l>
                  <l>whiche is pleſaunt, ſomdele it eſeth</l>
                  <l>with wordes ſuche as he may gete</l>
                  <l>My luſt in ſtede of other mete.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus my fader as I you ſey</l>
                  <l>Of luſt, the whiche myn eye hath ſeye</l>
                  <l>And eke of that my ere hath herde</l>
                  <l>Full ofte I haue the better ferde</l>
                  <l>And tho two bryngen in the thrydde</l>
                  <l>The whiche hath in myn herte amydde</l>
                  <l>His place take, to aray</l>
                  <l>The luſty thoughtes, whiche aſſay</l>
                  <l>I mote, and namelyche on nyghtes</l>
                  <l>whan that me lacketh all ſightes</l>
                  <l>And that min heringe is awey</l>
                  <l>Than is he redy in the wey</l>
                  <l>My rere ſouper for to make</l>
                  <l>Of whiche my hertes fode I take.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Qualiter cogitatus impreſſiones leticie imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>natiuas cordibus inferit amantum.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶This luſty cookes name is hote</l>
                  <l>Thought, whiche hath euer his pottes hote</l>
                  <l>Of loue boylend on the fire</l>
                  <l>with fantaſye, and with deſire</l>
                  <l>Of whiche er this full ofte be fedde</l>
                  <l>Myn herte, whan I was a bedde</l>
                  <l>And than he ſet vpon my borde</l>
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                  <l>Bothe euery ſyght, and euery worde</l>
                  <l>Of luſt, whiche I haue herd or ſeyne</l>
                  <l>But yet is not my feſt all pleyn</l>
                  <l>But all of woldes, and of wyſſhes</l>
                  <l>Therof haue I my full diſſhes</l>
                  <l>But as of felynge, and of taſte</l>
                  <l>Yet myght I neuer haue o repaſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as I haue ſayd to forne</l>
                  <l>I lycke hony of the thorne</l>
                  <l>And, as who ſeith, vpon the brydell</l>
                  <l>I chewe, ſo that all is ydell</l>
                  <l>As in effecte the fode I haue</l>
                  <l>But as a man, that wolde him ſaue</l>
                  <l>whan he is ſyke, by medycyne</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo of loue the famyne</l>
                  <l>I fonde in all that euer I may</l>
                  <l>To fede and dryue forth the day</l>
                  <l>Tylle I may haue the great feſt</l>
                  <l>whiche all my honger might areſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo ſuche ben my luſtes thre</l>
                  <l>Of that I thynke, and here, and ſe</l>
                  <l>I take of loue my fedinge</l>
                  <l>with oute taſtinge or felynge</l>
                  <l>And as the plouer doth of the heyre</l>
                  <l>I liue, and am in good eſpeyre</l>
                  <l>That for none ſuche delycacye</l>
                  <l>I trowe I do no gloteny</l>
                  <l>And netheles to your auys</l>
                  <l>Myn holy fader, that ben wys</l>
                  <l>I recommande myn eſtate</l>
                  <l>Of that I haue ben delicate.</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne I vnderſtonde wele</l>
                  <l>That thou haſt tolde here, euery dele</l>
                  <l>And as me thinketh by thy tale</l>
                  <l>It ben delytes wonder ſmale</l>
                  <l>wherof thou takeſt thy loues fode</l>
                  <l>But ſonne if that thou vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>what is to ben delicious</l>
                  <l>Thou woldeſt not be curious</l>
                  <l>Vpon the luſt of thyn aſtate</l>
                  <l>To ben to hote or delycate</l>
                  <l>wherof that thou reaſon excede</l>
                  <l>For in the bokes thou might rede</l>
                  <l>If mans wyſdom ſhall be ſewed</l>
                  <l>It ought wel to ben eſchewed</l>
                  <l>As wel by reaſon as b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> kynde</l>
                  <l>Of olde enſamples as men fynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur de delicacia Neronis, qui corpora libus delicus magis adherens, ſpiritualia gandia minus obtinuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ That man that wolde hym well auiſe</l>
                  <l>Delycacye is to diſpyſe</l>
                  <l>whan kynde accordeth not withall</l>
                  <l>wherof enſample in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>Of Nero whylom may be tolde</l>
                  <l>whiche ayens kynde manyfolde</l>
                  <l>His luſtes toke, tyll at laſt</l>
                  <l>That god hym wolde all ouercaſte</l>
                  <l>Of whome the cronyke is ſo pleyne</l>
                  <l>Me luſt no more of hym to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>And netheles for glotony</l>
                  <l>Of bodely delycacy</l>
                  <l>To knowe his ſtomake how it ferde</l>
                  <l>Of that no man tofore herde</l>
                  <l>which he within hym ſelfe bethought</l>
                  <l>A wonder ſubtyle thyng he wrought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thre men vpon election</l>
                  <l>Of age, and of complection</l>
                  <l>Lyche to hym ſelfe by all way</l>
                  <l>He toke towardes hym to playe</l>
                  <l>And eate and dranke as well as he</l>
                  <l>Therof was no diuerſite</l>
                  <l>For euery day whan that they ete</l>
                  <l>To fore his owne bourde they ſete</l>
                  <l>And of ſuche meate as he was ſerued</l>
                  <l>All though they had it not deſerued</l>
                  <l>They token ſeruice of the ſame</l>
                  <l>But afterwarde all thilke game</l>
                  <l>was into wofull erneſt tourned</l>
                  <l>For whan they were thus ſoiourned</l>
                  <l>within a tyme at after mete</l>
                  <l>Nero, whiche had not foryete</l>
                  <l>The luſtes of his freel aſtate</l>
                  <l>As he whiche all was delycate</l>
                  <l>To knowe thylke experience</l>
                  <l>The men let come in his preſence</l>
                  <l>And to that one the ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>A courſer, that he ſholde ryde</l>
                  <l>Into the felde, anone he hadde</l>
                  <l>wherof this man was wonder gladde</l>
                  <l>And goth to prycke and praunce aboute</l>
                  <l>That other, while that he was out</l>
                  <l>He layde vpon his bedde to ſlepe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The thyrde, whiche he wolde kepe</l>
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                  <l>within his chambre fayre and ſofte</l>
                  <l>He gothe nowe vp nowe downe ful ofte</l>
                  <l>walkynge a pace, that he ne ſlepte</l>
                  <l>Tyll be whiche on the courſer lepte</l>
                  <l>was comen fro the felde ageyne.</l>
                  <l>Nero than as bokes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Theſe men dyd done take all thre</l>
                  <l>And ſlough hem, for he wolde ſe</l>
                  <l>The whoſe ſtomacke was beſt defyed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan he hath the ſothe tryed</l>
                  <l>He founde, that he, whiche goth the pas</l>
                  <l>Defyed beſte of all was</l>
                  <l>whiche afterwarde he vſed aye</l>
                  <l>And thus what thynge vnto his paye</l>
                  <l>was moſt pleaſant, he lefte none</l>
                  <l>with ony luſt he was begone</l>
                  <l>wherof the body myght glade</l>
                  <l>For he no abſtynence made</l>
                  <l>But moſt of all erthely thynges</l>
                  <l>Of women vnto the lykinges</l>
                  <l>Nero ſet all his hole herte</l>
                  <l>For that luſt hym ſhulde not aſterte</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that the thurſt of loue him caught</l>
                  <l>where that hym lyſt he toke a draught</l>
                  <l>He ſpareth nether wyfe ne mayde</l>
                  <l>That ſuche a nother, as men ſayde</l>
                  <l>In all this worlde was neuer yet</l>
                  <l>He was ſo dronke in all his wit</l>
                  <l>Through ſondry luſtes, whiche he toke</l>
                  <l>That euer, whyle there is a boke</l>
                  <l>Of Nero men ſhall rede and ſynge</l>
                  <l>Vnto the worldes knowlechynge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My good ſonne as thou haſt herde</l>
                  <l>For euer yet it hath ſo ferde</l>
                  <l>Delycacy in loues cas</l>
                  <l>without reaſon is and was.</l>
                  <l>For where that loue is herte ſette</l>
                  <l>Hym thynketh, it myght be no bet</l>
                  <l>All though it be not fully mete.</l>
                  <l>The luſte of loue is euer ſwete.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus to gether of felauſhyp</l>
                  <l>Delycacy and dronkſhyp</l>
                  <l>(wherof reaſon ſtant out of herre)</l>
                  <l>Haue made many a man erre</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe moſte of all</l>
                  <l>For than howe ſo that euer it fall</l>
                  <l>wytte can no reaſon vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>But let the gouernaunce ſtonde</l>
                  <l>To wylle, whiche than wexeth ſo wylde</l>
                  <l>That he can not hym ſelfe ſhylde</l>
                  <l>Fro the perylle, but oute of fere</l>
                  <l>The way he ſecheth here and there</l>
                  <l>Hym retcheth not vpon what ſyde</l>
                  <l>For oft tyme he goth beſyde</l>
                  <l>And doth ſuch thynge withoute drede</l>
                  <l>wherof hym ought wel to drede</l>
                  <l>But whan that loue aſſoteth ſore</l>
                  <l>It paſſeth all mens lore.</l>
                  <l>what luſt it is, that he ordeyneth</l>
                  <l>There is no mans myght reſtreyneth.</l>
                  <l>And of god taketh he none hede</l>
                  <l>But lawles withouten drede</l>
                  <l>His purpos for he wolde acheue</l>
                  <l>Ayenſt the poyntes of the beleue</l>
                  <l>He tempteth heuen, erthe, and helle</l>
                  <l>Here afterward as I ſhall telle.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Du<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſtimulai amor, quic quid iubet orta voluptas</l>
                  <l>Auder, et aggreditur nulla timenda timens</l>
                  <l>Omne quod aſtra queunt lierbaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſiue poteſtas,</l>
                  <l>Seu vigor inferni ſingula temptat amaus.</l>
                  <l>Quod nequid ipſe, deo mediante, parare ſiniſtru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>,</l>
                  <l>Daemonis hoc magica credulus arte parat.</l>
                  <l>Sic ſibi non curat ad opus quae retia tendit.</l>
                  <l>Du<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>modo nudatam prendere poſſet anem.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat, qualiter ebrietas et delicacia om<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nis pudicicie contrarium infligantes inter alia ad carnalis concupiſcencie promocionem ſortilegio magicam requirunt.</head>
               <l>who dare do thinge, which loue ne dare?</l>
               <l>To loue is euery lawe vnware</l>
               <l>But to the lawes of his beſt</l>
               <l>The fyſſhe, the fowle, the man, the beeſt</l>
               <l>Of all the worldes kynde lowteth</l>
               <l>For loue is he, which nothyng douteth</l>
               <l>In mannes herte where it ſytte</l>
               <l>He counteth nought toward his wytte</l>
               <l>The wo, no more than the wele</l>
               <l>No more the hete, than the chele</l>
               <l>No more the wete, than the drye</l>
               <l>No more to lyue, than to dye</l>
               <l>So that to fore ne behynde</l>
               <l>He ſeeth no thynge, but as the blynde</l>
               <l>withoute inſyght of his courage</l>
               <l>He doth meruayles in his rage</l>
               <l>To what thynge that he wol him drawe</l>
               <l>There is no god, there is no lawe</l>
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               <l>Of whome that he taketh any hede</l>
               <l>But as baiarde the blynde ſtede</l>
               <l>Tyll he falle in the dytche a mydde</l>
               <l>He gothe there no man wyll hym bydde</l>
               <l>He ſtant ſo ferforthe out of rewle</l>
               <l>There is no wytte, that may hym reule</l>
               <l>And thus to tell of hym in ſothe</l>
               <l>Full many a wonder thynge he dothe</l>
               <l>That were better to be lafte</l>
               <l>Amonge the whiche is witche crafte</l>
               <l>That ſomme men clepen ſorcerie</l>
               <l>whiche for to wynne his drewry</l>
               <l>with many a circumſtance he vſeth</l>
               <l>There is no poynt, whiche he refuſeth.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de autorum nec non et librorum tam na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> alis <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> execrabilis magice nominibus.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The crafte, whiche that Saturnus founde</l>
                  <l>To make pykes in the ſounde</l>
                  <l>That Geomance cleped is</l>
                  <l>Ful ofte he vſeth it amys</l>
                  <l>And of the floode his ydromance</l>
                  <l>And of the fyre the pyromance</l>
                  <l>with queſtions eche one of tho</l>
                  <l>He tempteth ofte. and eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Aeromance in iugement</l>
                  <l>To loue be bryngeth of his aſſent</l>
                  <l>For theſe craftes as I fynde</l>
                  <l>A man may do by way of kynde</l>
                  <l>Be ſo, it be to good entent</l>
                  <l>But he goth all another went</l>
                  <l>For rather er he ſhulde fayle</l>
                  <l>with <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y gromance he wolde aſſayle</l>
                  <l>To make his incantacion</l>
                  <l>with bote ſubfumygacion</l>
                  <l>Thylke arte, whiche ſpatula is hote</l>
                  <l>And vſed is of comon rote</l>
                  <l>Amonge paines, whiche that crafte eke</l>
                  <l>Of whiche is auctor Thoſez the greke</l>
                  <l>He wercheth one and one by rowe</l>
                  <l>Razel is not to hym vnknowe</l>
                  <l>The Salamones Candarye</l>
                  <l>His Ideac, his Eutonye</l>
                  <l>The fygure of the boke withall</l>
                  <l>Of Balamuz, and of Ghenball</l>
                  <l>The ſeale, and therupon thymage</l>
                  <l>Of Thebith, for his auantage</l>
                  <l>He taketh: and ſome what of Gybere</l>
                  <l>whiche helpliche is to this matere</l>
                  <l>Babylla to her ſonnes ſeuen</l>
                  <l>whiche hath renounced to the heuen</l>
                  <l>with Cernes bothe ſquare and rounde</l>
                  <l>He traceth ofte vpon the grounde</l>
                  <l>Makynge his inuocation</l>
                  <l>And for full information</l>
                  <l>The ſchole, whiche Honorius</l>
                  <l>wrote, he purſueth, and lo thus</l>
                  <l>Magyke he vſeth for to wynne</l>
                  <l>His loue, and ſpareth for no ſynne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer that of his ſoty</l>
                  <l>Ryght as he ſecheth ſorcery</l>
                  <l>Of hem that bene magycyens</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo of the naturyens</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſterres from aboue</l>
                  <l>His wey he ſecheth vnto loue</l>
                  <l>Als ferre as he hem vnderſtondeth</l>
                  <l>In many a ſondry wyſe he fondeth</l>
                  <l>He maketh ymage, he maketh ſculpture</l>
                  <l>He maketh wrytynge, he maketh fygure</l>
                  <l>He maketh his calculacions</l>
                  <l>He maketh his demonſtrations</l>
                  <l>His hours of aſtronomy</l>
                  <l>He kepeth, as for that partye</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth to the inſpection</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and his affection</l>
                  <l>He wolde in to the helle ſeche</l>
                  <l>The deuell hym ſelfe to beſeche</l>
                  <l>If that he wyſt for to ſpede</l>
                  <l>To gete of loue his luſty mede</l>
                  <l>where that he hath his herte ſet</l>
                  <l>He bydde neuer fare bet</l>
                  <l>Ne wytte of other heuen more</l>
                  <l>My ſonne if thou of ſuche a lore</l>
                  <l>Haſt ben er this, I rede the leue.</l>
                  <l>¶Myn holy father by your leue</l>
                  <l>Of all that ye haue ſpoken here</l>
                  <l>whiche toucheth vnto this matere</l>
                  <l>To telle ſoth right as I wene</l>
                  <l>I wote not o worde, what ye mene</l>
                  <l>I woll not ſay, if that I couth</l>
                  <l>That I nolde in my luſty youth</l>
                  <l>Beneth in helle and eke aboue</l>
                  <l>To wyn with my ladyes loue</l>
                  <l>Done al that euer that I myght.</l>
                  <l>For therof haue I none inſyght</l>
                  <l>where afterwarde that I am become</l>
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                  <l>So that I wonne and ouercome</l>
                  <l>Hir loue, whiche I moſte coueyte.</l>
                  <l>¶My ſonne that gothe wonder ſtreyte</l>
                  <l>For this I may well tell ſothe</l>
                  <l>There is no man, whiche ſo dothe</l>
                  <l>For all the crafte that he can caſte</l>
                  <l>That he ne byeth it at laſte</l>
                  <l>For often he that wyll begyle</l>
                  <l>Is guyled with the ſame guyle</l>
                  <l>And thus the guyler is beguyled</l>
                  <l>As I fynde in a boke compyled</l>
                  <l>To this matere an olde hiſtoire</l>
                  <l>The whiche comth now to my memoire</l>
                  <l>And is of great enſamplarye</l>
                  <l>Ayene the vice of ſorcerye</l>
                  <l>wherof none ende may be good</l>
                  <l>But howe whylome therof it ſtood</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche is good to knowe</l>
                  <l>To the my ſonne I ſhall biknowe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota contra iſtos ob amoris cauſam ſortile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gos, vbi narrat in exemplum, quod cum Vlixes a ſubuerſione Troie repatriare nauigio voluiſſet, ipſum in Inſula Cilli, vbi illa expertiſſima maga nomine Cyrces regnauit, co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tigit applicuiſſe, quem vt in ſui amoris concupiſcentiam exardeſceret, Circes omnibus ſuis incantationibus vincere co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nabatur: Vlixes tamen Magica potentior ipſam in amore ſubegit, Ex qua filium nomine Tele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gonum genuit, qui poſtea patrem ſuum interfecit, et ſic contra fidei naturam genitus co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tra genera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionis naturam patricidium operatus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Amonge hem, whiche at Troy were</l>
                  <l>Vlixes at the ſyege there</l>
                  <l>was one by name in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Of whom yet the memoriall</l>
                  <l>Abydeth, for while there is a mouthe</l>
                  <l>For euer his name ſhall be couthe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He was a worthy knyght and a kynge</l>
                  <l>And clerke knowende of euery thynge</l>
                  <l>He was a great Rethorien</l>
                  <l>He was a great magicien</l>
                  <l>Of Tullius the Rethoryke</l>
                  <l>Of kynge Zoraſtes the magyke</l>
                  <l>Of Ptolome thaſtronomye</l>
                  <l>Of Plato the philoſophye</l>
                  <l>Of Daniel the ſlepy dremes</l>
                  <l>Of Neptune eke the water ſtremes</l>
                  <l>Of Salomon and the prouerbes</l>
                  <l>Of Macer all the ſtrength of herbes</l>
                  <l>And the phiſyke of hipocras</l>
                  <l>And lyche vnto Pythagoras</l>
                  <l>Of ſurgery he knewe the cures</l>
                  <l>But ſome what of his auentures</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhall to my matter accorde</l>
                  <l>To the my ſonne I wyll recorde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This king, of which thou haſt herd ſein</l>
                  <l>From Troy as he goth home ageyne</l>
                  <l>By ſhyp, he founde the ſee dyuerſe</l>
                  <l>with many a wyndy ſtorme reuerſe</l>
                  <l>But he through wiſdom, which he ſhapeth</l>
                  <l>Ful many a great peryl eſcapeth</l>
                  <l>Of whiche I thynke tellen one</l>
                  <l>Howe that maugre the nedell and ſtone</l>
                  <l>wynde dryue he was all ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſtrondes of Cylly</l>
                  <l>where that he muſt abyde a whyle</l>
                  <l>Tway quenes weren in that yle</l>
                  <l>Calipſo named and Cyrces</l>
                  <l>And whan they herde, how Vlyxes</l>
                  <l>Is londed there vpon the Ryue</l>
                  <l>For hym they ſenden alſo blyue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with hym ſuche as he wolde he nam</l>
                  <l>And to the courte to hem he cam</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe quenes were as two goddeſſes</l>
                  <l>Of arte magyke ſorcereſſes</l>
                  <l>That what lorde cometh to that ryuage</l>
                  <l>They make hym loue in ſuch a rage</l>
                  <l>And vpon hem aſſote ſo</l>
                  <l>That they woll haue, er that he go</l>
                  <l>All that he hath of worldes good</l>
                  <l>Vlyxes well this vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>They couth moche, he couthe more</l>
                  <l>They ſhape and caſt ayenſt hym ſore</l>
                  <l>And wrought many a ſubtyle wyle</l>
                  <l>But yet they myght hym not begyle</l>
                  <l>But of the men of his nauye</l>
                  <l>They two forſhope a great partie</l>
                  <l>May none of hem withſtonde her heſtes</l>
                  <l>Some parte they ſhopen in to beſtes</l>
                  <l>Some parte they ſhopen in to foules</l>
                  <l>To beres, tygres, apes, oules</l>
                  <l>Or els by ſome other wey</l>
                  <l>Ther myght nothynge bem diſobey</l>
                  <l>Suche crafte they had aboue kynde</l>
                  <l>But that arte couth they not fynde</l>
                  <l>Of whiche Vlyxes was deceyued</l>
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                  <l>That he ne hath hem all weyued</l>
                  <l>And brought hem in to ſuche a rote</l>
                  <l>That vpon hym they bothe aſſote</l>
                  <l>And through the ſcience of his arte</l>
                  <l>He toke of hem ſo well his parte</l>
                  <l>That he begat Circes with childe</l>
                  <l>He kepte hym ſobre, &amp; made hem wylde</l>
                  <l>He ſet hym ſelue ſo aboue</l>
                  <l>That with her good, and with her loue</l>
                  <l>who that therof beliefe or lothe</l>
                  <l>All quite in to his ſhyp he gothe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Circes to ſwolle bothe ſydes</l>
                  <l>He lefte, and wayteth on the tydes</l>
                  <l>And ſtraught throughout the ſalte fome</l>
                  <l>He taketh his cours, &amp; comth him home</l>
                  <l>where as he founde Penelope</l>
                  <l>A better wyfe there may none be</l>
                  <l>And yet there bene ynowe of good</l>
                  <l>But who that hir goodſhip vnderſtood</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>o fyrſt that ſhe wyfehode toke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>we many loues ſhe forſoke</l>
                  <l>And howe ſhe bare hir all aboute</l>
                  <l>There whyles that hir lorde was oute</l>
                  <l>He myght make a great auant</l>
                  <l>Amonge all the remenant</l>
                  <l>That ſhe, one of all the beſt</l>
                  <l>well myght he ſet his herte in reſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kynge whan he hir fonde in hele</l>
                  <l>For as he couthe in wyſedome dele</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e couthe ſhe in woman bede</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe ſygh withouten drede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>rde vpon his owne grounde</l>
                  <l>That he was come ſafe and ſounde</l>
                  <l>In all this worlde ne myght be</l>
                  <l>A gladder woman than was ſhe</l>
                  <l>¶The fame, which may nought be hyd</l>
                  <l>Throughout the londe is ſone kyd</l>
                  <l>Her kynge is comen home ayene</l>
                  <l>There may no man the full ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Howe that they weren all glade</l>
                  <l>So mochel ioye of hym they made</l>
                  <l>The preſentes euery daye bene newed</l>
                  <l>He was with yeftes all biſnewed</l>
                  <l>The people was of hym ſo glad</l>
                  <l>That though none other man hem bad</l>
                  <l>T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>llage vpon hem ſelfe they ſette</l>
                  <l>And as it were of pure dette</l>
                  <l>They yeue her goodes to the kynge</l>
                  <l>This was a glad home welcomynge</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus hath Vlyxes what he wolde</l>
                  <l>His wyfe was ſuch as ſhe be ſhulde</l>
                  <l>His people was to hym ſubiecte</l>
                  <l>Hym lacketh nothynge of delyte</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Horatius, Omnia ſunt hominum tenni pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dentia filo.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ But fortune is of ſuche a fleyght</l>
                  <l>That whan a man is moſt on heyght</l>
                  <l>She maketh hym ratheſt for to falle</l>
                  <l>There wote no man what ſhall befalle</l>
                  <l>The happes ouer mannes hede</l>
                  <l>Ben honged with a tender threde</l>
                  <l>That proued was on Vlyxes</l>
                  <l>For whan he was moſt in his pees</l>
                  <l>Fortune gan to make hym werre</l>
                  <l>And ſet his welthe oute of herre</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon a day as he was mery</l>
                  <l>As though there myght hym no thinge derye</l>
                  <l>whan night was come, he goth to bedde</l>
                  <l>with ſlepe and both his eyen fedde</l>
                  <l>And whyle he ſlepte, he met a ſweuen</l>
                  <l>Hym thought he ſygh a ſtatu euen</l>
                  <l>whiche bryghter than the ſonne ſhone</l>
                  <l>A man it ſemed was it none</l>
                  <l>But yet it was a fygure</l>
                  <l>Moſt lyche to mannyſſh creature</l>
                  <l>But as of beaute heuenlych</l>
                  <l>It was moſt to an aungell lyche</l>
                  <l>And thus betwene aungell and man</l>
                  <l>Beholden it this kynge began</l>
                  <l>And ſuche a luſt toke of the ſyght</l>
                  <l>That fayne he wolde, if that he myght</l>
                  <l>The forme of that fygure embrace</l>
                  <l>And goth hym forth toward that place</l>
                  <l>where he ſygh that ymage tho</l>
                  <l>And takth it in his armes two</l>
                  <l>And it embraceth hym ageyne</l>
                  <l>And to the kynge thus gan it ſeyne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlyxes vnderſtond wel this</l>
                  <l>The token of oure acqueyntaunce is</l>
                  <l>Here afterward to mochel tene</l>
                  <l>The loue that is vs betwene.</l>
                  <l>Of that we nowe ſuche ioy make</l>
                  <l>That one of vs the deth ſhall take</l>
                  <l>whan tyme cometh of deſtyne</l>
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                  <l>It may none otherwyſe be.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlixes the began to praye</l>
                  <l>That this fygure wolde hym ſay</l>
                  <l>what wyght he is, that ſayth hym ſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This wyght vpon a ſpeare tho</l>
                  <l>A penſell, whiche was well begone</l>
                  <l>Embroudred, ſheweth hym anone</l>
                  <l>Thre fyſſhes all of o colour</l>
                  <l>In maner as it were a toure</l>
                  <l>Vpon the penſell were wrought.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlyxes knewe this token nought</l>
                  <l>And prayth to wyte in ſome partie</l>
                  <l>what thynge it myght ſignifie</l>
                  <l>A ſygne it is, the wyght anſwerde.</l>
                  <l>Of an empire, and forth he ferde</l>
                  <l>All ſodeynly, whan he that ſayd.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlyxes out of ſlepe abrayde</l>
                  <l>And that was ryght ayene the day</l>
                  <l>That lenger ſlepen he ne maye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men ſay, a man hath knowlegynge</l>
                  <l>Saue of hym ſelfe, of all thynge.</l>
                  <l>His owne chaunce no man knoweth</l>
                  <l>But as fortune it on hym throweth.</l>
                  <l>was neuer yet ſo wyſe a clerke</l>
                  <l>whiche myght knowe all goddes werke</l>
                  <l>Ne the ſecrete, whiche god hath ſette</l>
                  <l>Ayene a man, may not be lette.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlyxes though that he be wyſe</l>
                  <l>with all his wytte in his auyſe</l>
                  <l>The more that he his ſweuen accou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>teth</l>
                  <l>The leſſe he wote, what it amounteth</l>
                  <l>For all his calculation</l>
                  <l>He ſeeth no demonſtration</l>
                  <l>As pleynly for to knowe an ende</l>
                  <l>But netheles howe ſo it wende</l>
                  <l>He drad hym of his owne ſonne</l>
                  <l>That maketh hym well the more aſtone</l>
                  <l>And ſhope therfore anone withall</l>
                  <l>So that within caſtell walle</l>
                  <l>Thelemachus his ſonne he ſhette</l>
                  <l>And on hym ſtronge warde he ſette</l>
                  <l>The ſothe farther he ne knewe</l>
                  <l>Tyll that fortune hym ouerthrewe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But netheles for ſykerneſſe</l>
                  <l>where that he myght wyt &amp; geſſe</l>
                  <l>A place ſtrengeſt in his londe</l>
                  <l>There let he make of lyme and ſonde</l>
                  <l>A ſtrength, where he wolde dwell</l>
                  <l>was neuer man yet herde tell</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche an other, as it was</l>
                  <l>And for to ſtrength hym in that cas</l>
                  <l>Of all his londe the ſykereſt</l>
                  <l>Of ſeruantes, and the worthyeſt</l>
                  <l>To kepen hym within warde</l>
                  <l>He ſet his body for to warde</l>
                  <l>And made ſuche an ordinance</l>
                  <l>For loue, ne for aqueintance</l>
                  <l>That were it erely, were it late</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde let in at yate</l>
                  <l>No maner man, what ſo betyd</l>
                  <l>But if ſo were hym ſelfe it byd</l>
                  <l>¶But all that myghte hym not auayle</l>
                  <l>For whom fortune wol aſſayle</l>
                  <l>There may be no ſuche reſiſtence</l>
                  <l>whiche myght make a man defence</l>
                  <l>All that ſhall be mote fall algate.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Cyrces, whiche I ſpake of late</l>
                  <l>On whom Vlyxes hath begete</l>
                  <l>A childe, though he it haue foryete</l>
                  <l>whan tyme came, as it was wonne</l>
                  <l>She was delyuerde of a ſonne</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped is Telegonus</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This childe whan he was borne thus</l>
                  <l>About his mother to full age</l>
                  <l>That he can reaſon and langage</l>
                  <l>In good eſtate was drawe forth</l>
                  <l>And whan he was ſo mochell worth</l>
                  <l>To ſtonden in a mannes ſtede</l>
                  <l>Circes his mother hath hym bede</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall to his father go</l>
                  <l>And tolde hym all to geder tho</l>
                  <l>what man he was, that hym begate</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan Thelegonus of that</l>
                  <l>was ware, and hath full knowlechynge</l>
                  <l>Howe that his fader was a kynge</l>
                  <l>He prayth his moder fayre this</l>
                  <l>To go, where that his fader is</l>
                  <l>And ſhe hym graunteth, that he ſhall.</l>
                  <l>And made hym redy forth with all</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It was that tyme ſuche vſance</l>
                  <l>That euery man the cogyſaunce</l>
                  <l>Of his contre bare in his honde</l>
                  <l>whan he went in to ſtraunge londe.</l>
                  <l>And thus was euery man therfore</l>
                  <l>wel knowe, where that he was bore</l>
                  <l>For eſpyall and myſtrowynges</l>
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                  <l>They dyd than ſuche thynges</l>
                  <l>That euery man myght other knowe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So it be felle in that throwe</l>
                  <l>Telegonus as in this cas</l>
                  <l>Of his contre the ſygne was</l>
                  <l>Thre fiſſhes, whiche he ſhulde here</l>
                  <l>Vpon the pynon of a ſpere</l>
                  <l>And whan that he was thus arrayde</l>
                  <l>And hath his barneys all aſſayde</l>
                  <l>That he was redy euerydele</l>
                  <l>His moder bad him, fare wele</l>
                  <l>And ſayde hym, that he ſhulde ſwythe</l>
                  <l>His fader griete a thouſand ſyth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Telegonus his moder kiſt</l>
                  <l>And toke his leue, and where he wiſt</l>
                  <l>His fader was, the way name</l>
                  <l>Tyll he vnto Nachaie came</l>
                  <l>whiche of that londe the chyefe cyte</l>
                  <l>was cleped, and there aſketh he</l>
                  <l>where was the kynge, &amp; howe he ferde</l>
                  <l>And whan that he the ſoth herde</l>
                  <l>where that the kynge Vlixes was</l>
                  <l>Alone vpon his hors great pas</l>
                  <l>He roode him forth, and in his honde</l>
                  <l>He bare the ſygnall of his londe</l>
                  <l>with fiſſhes thre, as I haue tolde</l>
                  <l>And thus he went vnto that holde</l>
                  <l>where that his owne fader dwelleth</l>
                  <l>The cauſe why he came, he telleth</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kepars of the gate</l>
                  <l>And wolde haue comen in there ate</l>
                  <l>But ſhortely they hym ſayde nay</l>
                  <l>And he als fayre as euer he may</l>
                  <l>Beſought, and told hem of this</l>
                  <l>Howe that the kynge his fader is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But they with proude wordes great</l>
                  <l>Began to manace and threte</l>
                  <l>But he go fro the gate faſt</l>
                  <l>They wolden hym take and ſet faſt</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fro wordes vnto ſtrokes thus</l>
                  <l>They felle, and ſo Telegonus</l>
                  <l>was ſore hurte, and well nyghe dede</l>
                  <l>But with his ſharpe ſperes hede:</l>
                  <l>He maketh defence, howe ſo it falle</l>
                  <l>And wan the yate vpon hem all</l>
                  <l>And hath ſlayn of the beſt fyue</l>
                  <l>And they aſcryden als blyue</l>
                  <l>Through oute the caſtel all aboute</l>
                  <l>On euery ſyde men come oute</l>
                  <l>wherof the kynges herte afflight</l>
                  <l>And he with all the haſt he myght</l>
                  <l>Aſpere caught, and forthe he gothe</l>
                  <l>As he that was right woode for wrothe</l>
                  <l>He ſighe the gates full of bloode</l>
                  <l>Telegonus, and where he ſtoode</l>
                  <l>He ſighe alſo, but he ne knewe</l>
                  <l>what man it was, but to hym threwe</l>
                  <l>His ſpere, and he ſterte out a ſyde</l>
                  <l>But deſtine, whiche ſhall betyde</l>
                  <l>Befell that ylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>Telegonus knewe nothynge tho</l>
                  <l>what man it was, that to hym caſte</l>
                  <l>And whyle his owne ſpere laſte</l>
                  <l>with all the ſygne therupon</l>
                  <l>He caſt vnto the kynge anon</l>
                  <l>And ſmote hym with a dedly wounde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vlixes felle anone to grounde</l>
                  <l>Tho euery man, the kynge the kynge</l>
                  <l>Be gan to crye, and of this thynge</l>
                  <l>Telegonus whiche ſigh the caas</l>
                  <l>On knes he felle, and ſayde alas</l>
                  <l>I haue myn owne fader ſlayne</l>
                  <l>Nowe wolde I deye wonder fayne</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſle me, who that euer wylle</l>
                  <l>For certes it is ryght and ſkyll.</l>
                  <l>He crieth, he wepeth, he ſeyth therfore</l>
                  <l>Alas that euer was I bore</l>
                  <l>That this vnhappy deſtine</l>
                  <l>So wofully comth in by me</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kyng, which yet hath life ynough</l>
                  <l>His herte ayen vnto hym drough</l>
                  <l>And to that voyce an eare he layde</l>
                  <l>And vnderſtode all that he ſayde</l>
                  <l>And gan to ſpeke, and ſayde on hygh</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Brynge me this man: &amp; whan he ſigh</l>
                  <l>Telegonus, his thought he ſette</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſweuen, whiche he mette</l>
                  <l>And aſketh, that he myght ſe</l>
                  <l>His ſpere, on whiche the fyſſhes thre</l>
                  <l>He ſigh vpon the penſell wrought</l>
                  <l>Tho wyſt he well, it fayleth nought</l>
                  <l>And bad hym, that he telle ſholde</l>
                  <l>Fro whens he came, and what he wolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Telegonus in ſorowe and wo</l>
                  <l>So as he myght, told tho</l>
                  <l>Vnto Vlyxes all the cas</l>
                  <l>Howe that Cyrces his mother was</l>
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                  <l>And ſo forth ſayde hym euery dele</l>
                  <l>Howe that his moder griete hym wele</l>
                  <l>And in what wyſe ſhe hym ſent.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho wyſt Vlyxes what it ment</l>
                  <l>And toke hym in his armes ſofte</l>
                  <l>And all bledend kyſt hym ofte</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: Sonne whyle I lyue</l>
                  <l>This infortune I the foryeue</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>After his other ſonne in haſt</l>
                  <l>He ſente, and he began hym haſt</l>
                  <l>And cam vnto his fader tyte.</l>
                  <l>But whan he ſygh hym in ſuche plyte</l>
                  <l>He wolde haue ronne vpon that other</l>
                  <l>Anone, and ſlayne his owne brother</l>
                  <l>Ne had ben that Vlyxes</l>
                  <l>Betwene hem made a corde and pees</l>
                  <l>And to his heyre Thelemachus</l>
                  <l>He bad, that he Telegonus</l>
                  <l>with all his power ſhuld kepe</l>
                  <l>Tyll he were of his woundes depe</l>
                  <l>All hole, and than he ſhulde hym yeue</l>
                  <l>Londe, where vpon he myght lyue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thelemachus whan he this herde</l>
                  <l>Vnto his fader he anſwerd</l>
                  <l>And ſeyde: he wolde done his wylle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So dwelle they to geder ſtylle</l>
                  <l>Theſe bretherne, and the fader ſterueth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo wherof ſorcery ſerueth</l>
                  <l>Through ſorcerye his luſt he wan</l>
                  <l>Through ſorcery his wo began</l>
                  <l>Through ſorcerye his loue he cheſe</l>
                  <l>Through ſorcery his lyfe he leſe</l>
                  <l>The chylde was gete in ſorcerye</l>
                  <l>The whiche dyd all his felony</l>
                  <l>Thing which was ayen kynde wrought</l>
                  <l>Vnkyndlyche it was a bought</l>
                  <l>The chylde his owne fader ſlough</l>
                  <l>That was vnkyndſhyp ynough.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy take hede howe that it is</l>
                  <l>So for to wynne loue amys</l>
                  <l>whiche endeth all his ioye in wo</l>
                  <l>For of this arte I fynde ſo</l>
                  <l>That hath be do for loues ſake</l>
                  <l>wherof thou might inſample take</l>
                  <l>A great cronycke Emperiall</l>
                  <l>whiche euer in to memoryall</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men, howe ſo it wende</l>
                  <l>Shall dwelle / to the worldes ende</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> narrat exemplum ſuper eobem, qualiter Nectanabus de Egipto in Macedoniam fugitiuus Olimpiadem Philippi regis ibide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>c abſentis vxorem arte magyca decipiens, cum ipſa concubuit / magnum<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ex ea Alexandrum ſorte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>legus genuit, qui naius poſtea cum ad erudiendit ſub cuſtodia. Nectanabi co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mendatus fuiſſet, ipſum Nectanabum patrem ſuum ab altitudine cuius<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam turris in foſſam profundam precipiens inter fecit, Et ſic ſortilegus pro ſuo ſortilegio infor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunii ſortem ſortitus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The hygh creatour of thynges</l>
                  <l>whiche is the kynge of all kynges</l>
                  <l>Full many wonder worldes chaunce</l>
                  <l>Let ſlyde vnder his ſufferaunce</l>
                  <l>There wote no man the cauſe why</l>
                  <l>But he, the whiche is almyghty</l>
                  <l>And that was proued whylom thus</l>
                  <l>whan that the kynge Nectanabus</l>
                  <l>whiche had Egypte for to lede</l>
                  <l>But for he ſygh tofore the dede</l>
                  <l>Through magike of his ſorcerie</l>
                  <l>wherof he couth a great partie</l>
                  <l>His ennemies to hym comende</l>
                  <l>From whom he might him not defende</l>
                  <l>Out of his owne londe he fledde</l>
                  <l>And in the wyſe, as he hym dredde</l>
                  <l>It felle, for all his wytchecrafte</l>
                  <l>So that Egypte hym was berafte</l>
                  <l>And he deſguyſed fledde away</l>
                  <l>Byſhyp, and helde the ryght way</l>
                  <l>To Macedoyne, where that he</l>
                  <l>Arryueth at the chiefe citie.</l>
                  <l>Thre yomen of his chambre there</l>
                  <l>All only for to ſerue hym were</l>
                  <l>The whiche he truſteth wonder wele</l>
                  <l>For they were trewe as ony ſtele</l>
                  <l>And hapneth, that they with hym ladde</l>
                  <l>Parte of the beſt good he hadde</l>
                  <l>They take lodgynge in the towne</l>
                  <l>After the diſpoſition</l>
                  <l>where as hym thought beſt to dwell</l>
                  <l>He axeth than, and herde telle</l>
                  <l>Howe that the kynge was out go</l>
                  <l>Vpon a werre he had tho</l>
                  <l>But in that citie than was</l>
                  <l>The quene, whiche Olympias</l>
                  <l>was hote, and with ſolempnite</l>
                  <l>The feſte of her natiuite</l>
                  <l>As it befell, was than holde</l>
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                  <l>And for her luſt to be behold</l>
                  <l>And preyſed of the people aboute</l>
                  <l>She ſhope her for to ryden out</l>
                  <l>At after meate all openly</l>
                  <l>Anone all men were redy</l>
                  <l>And that was in the moneth of May.</l>
                  <l>This luſty quene in good aray</l>
                  <l>was ſette vpon a mule whyte</l>
                  <l>To ſene it was a great delyte</l>
                  <l>The ioye that the citie made.</l>
                  <l>with freſſhe thynges, and with glade</l>
                  <l>The noble towne was all behonged</l>
                  <l>And euery wyght was ſore alonged</l>
                  <l>To ſe this luſty lady ryde.</l>
                  <l>There was great myrth on all ſyde</l>
                  <l>where as ſhe paſſeth by the ſtrete</l>
                  <l>There was ful many a tymbre bete</l>
                  <l>And many a mayde carolende.</l>
                  <l>And thus through out the town plaiend</l>
                  <l>This quene vnto the pleyne rode</l>
                  <l>where that ſhe houed and abode</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſe dyuers games play</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he luſty folke iuſt and iourney</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth euery other man</l>
                  <l>whiche pley couth, his pley began</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> pleſe with this noble quene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nectanabus came to the grene</l>
                  <l>Amonges other, &amp; drough hym nigh</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> whan that he this lady ſygh</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd of her beaute hede toke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e couth not withholde his loke</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> nought els in the felde</l>
                  <l>But ſtode, and only her behelde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of his clothynge, and of his gere</l>
                  <l>He was vnlyche all other there</l>
                  <l>So that it happeneth at laſte</l>
                  <l>The quene vpon hym her eie caſt</l>
                  <l>And knewe, that he was ſtraunge, anone</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he behelde her euer in one</l>
                  <l>without blenchynge of his chere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She toke good hede of his manere</l>
                  <l>And wondreth, why he dyd ſo</l>
                  <l>And bad men ſhulde for hym go.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He came, and dyd her reuerence.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe hym aſketh in ſylence</l>
                  <l>From whens he cam, and what he wold</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he with ſobre wordes tolde.</l>
                  <l>He ſayth: Madame a clerke I am</l>
                  <l>To you and in meſſage I cam</l>
                  <l>The whiche I may not tellen here</l>
                  <l>But if it liketh you to here</l>
                  <l>It mote be ſayde ſo priuely</l>
                  <l>where none ſhall be, but ye and I.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus for the tyme he toke his leue.</l>
                  <l>The day gothe forthe tyll it was eue</l>
                  <l>That euery man mote leue his werke</l>
                  <l>And ſhe thought euer vpon this clerke</l>
                  <l>what thynge it is, that he wolde mene</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe abode the quene</l>
                  <l>And ouerpaſſeth thylke nyght</l>
                  <l>Tyll it was on the morowe lyght</l>
                  <l>She ſende for hym, and he came</l>
                  <l>with hym his Aſtrolabe he name</l>
                  <l>with poyntes and cercles merueylous.</l>
                  <l>whiche was of fyne golde precious</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke the heuenly fygures</l>
                  <l>wrought in a boke full of peyntures</l>
                  <l>He toke this lady for to ſhewe</l>
                  <l>And tolde of eche of hem by rewe</l>
                  <l>The cours and the condition.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe with great affection</l>
                  <l>Sate ſtyll and herde what he wolde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus whan he ſeeth tyme, he tolde</l>
                  <l>And feyneth with his wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>A tale, and ſeyth in ſuche a wyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Madame but a whyle a go</l>
                  <l>where I was in Egypte tho</l>
                  <l>And radde in ſchole of this ſcience</l>
                  <l>It fell in to my conſcience</l>
                  <l>That I vnto the temple went</l>
                  <l>And there with all my holle entent</l>
                  <l>As I my ſacrifice dede</l>
                  <l>One of the goddes hath me bede</l>
                  <l>That I you warne priuely</l>
                  <l>So that ye make you redy</l>
                  <l>And that ye be nothynge agaſt</l>
                  <l>For he ſuche loue hath to you caſt</l>
                  <l>That ye ſhall bene his owne dere</l>
                  <l>And he ſhall be your bedfere</l>
                  <l>Tyll ye conceyue and be with childe.</l>
                  <l>And with that worde ſhe wex all mylde,</l>
                  <l>And ſomdele redde bicame for ſhame,</l>
                  <l>And aſketh hym the goddes name</l>
                  <l>whiche ſo woll done her company.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he ſeide Amos of Luby / </l>
                  <l>And ſhe ſaith, that may I not leue</l>
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                  <l>But if I ſe a better preue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Madame, quod Nectanabus</l>
                  <l>In token that it ſhall be thus</l>
                  <l>This nyght for enformation</l>
                  <l>ye ſhall haue a viſion</l>
                  <l>That Amos ſhall to you appere</l>
                  <l>To ſhewe and teche in what manere</l>
                  <l>The thynge ſhall afterwarde befall</l>
                  <l>ye oughten well abouen all</l>
                  <l>To make ioye of ſuche a lorde.</l>
                  <l>For whan ye be of one accorde</l>
                  <l>He ſhall a ſonne of you begete</l>
                  <l>whiche with his ſwerde ſhall win &amp; gete</l>
                  <l>The wyde worlde in length and brede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>All erthely kynges ſhall hym drede</l>
                  <l>And in ſuche wyſe I you behote</l>
                  <l>The god of erthe he ſhall be hote.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>If this be ſothe, tho quod the quene</l>
                  <l>This nyght (thou ſeyeſt) it ſhall be ſene</l>
                  <l>And if it falle in to my grace</l>
                  <l>Of god Amos that I purchace</l>
                  <l>To take of hym ſo great worſhyp</l>
                  <l>I wol do the ſuche ladyſhyp</l>
                  <l>wherof thou ſhalte for euermo</l>
                  <l>Be ryche, And he hir thanketh tho</l>
                  <l>And toke his leue, and forthe he wente.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She wyſt lytell, what he ment</l>
                  <l>For it was gyle and ſorcerye</l>
                  <l>All that ſhe toke for prophecye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nactanabus through out the day</l>
                  <l>whan he cam home, where as he lay</l>
                  <l>His chambre he hym ſelfe bitoke</l>
                  <l>And ouertorneth many a boke</l>
                  <l>And through the crafte of artemage</l>
                  <l>Of wexe he forged an ymage</l>
                  <l>He loketh his equacions</l>
                  <l>And eke the conſtellacions</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He loketh the coniunctions</l>
                  <l>He loketh the receptions</l>
                  <l>His ſygne, his houre, his aſcendent</l>
                  <l>And draweth fortune of his aſſent</l>
                  <l>The name of quene Olympias</l>
                  <l>In thylke ymage written was</l>
                  <l>A myddes in the front aboue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus to wynne his luſt of loue</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus this werke hath dyght</l>
                  <l>And whan it came within nyght</l>
                  <l>That euery wyght is fall a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>He thought he wolde his tyme kepe</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche hath his houre apointed.</l>
                  <l>And than fyrſte he hath anoynted</l>
                  <l>with ſondry herbes that fygure</l>
                  <l>And therupon he gan coniure</l>
                  <l>So that through his enchantement</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This lady, whiche was innocent</l>
                  <l>And wyſte nothynge of this guyle</l>
                  <l>Mette, as ſhe ſlepte thylke whyle</l>
                  <l>Howe fro the heuen came a lyght</l>
                  <l>whiche all hir chambre made lyght</l>
                  <l>And as ſhe loketh to and fro</l>
                  <l>She ſigh, hir thought, a dragon tho</l>
                  <l>whoſe ſcherdes ſhynen as the ſonne</l>
                  <l>And hath his ſofte pas begonne</l>
                  <l>with all the chere that he may</l>
                  <l>Towarde the bedde there as ſhe lay</l>
                  <l>Tyll he came to the beddes ſyde</l>
                  <l>And ſhe lay ſtyll, and nothynge cryde</l>
                  <l>For he dyd all his thynges fayre</l>
                  <l>And was courteis, and debonayre</l>
                  <l>And as he ſtode hir faſt by</l>
                  <l>His forme he chaungeth ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>And the fygure of man he nome</l>
                  <l>To her and in to bedde he come</l>
                  <l>And ſuch thing ther of loue he wrought</l>
                  <l>wherof, ſo as hir than thought</l>
                  <l>Through lykenes of this god Amos</l>
                  <l>with childe anone her wombe aros</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was wonder glad withall.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nectanabus, whiche cauſeth all</l>
                  <l>Of this metred the ſubſtaunce</l>
                  <l>whan he ſeeth tyme his nygromance</l>
                  <l>He ſtynt, and nothynge more ſeyde</l>
                  <l>Of his carecte, &amp; ſhe abreyde</l>
                  <l>Out of her ſlepe, and leueth wele</l>
                  <l>That it is ſoth than euery dele</l>
                  <l>Of that this clerke hir had tolde</l>
                  <l>And was the glader many folde</l>
                  <l>In hope of ſuche a glad metrede</l>
                  <l>which after ſhall befalle in dede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She longeth ſore after the day</l>
                  <l>That ſhe her ſweuen telle may</l>
                  <l>To this gilour in priuete</l>
                  <l>whiche knewe it alſo well as ſhe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles on morowe ſone</l>
                  <l>She lefte al other thinge to done</l>
                  <l>And for him ſent: and all the cas</l>
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                  <l>She tolde hym pleynely, as it was</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: howe than well ſhe wyſt</l>
                  <l>That ſhe his wordes myght tryſt</l>
                  <l>For ſhe fonde hir auiſion</l>
                  <l>Ryght after the condition</l>
                  <l>whiche he hir had tolde to fore</l>
                  <l>And praide hym hertely therfore</l>
                  <l>That he hir holde couenant</l>
                  <l>So forth of all the remenant</l>
                  <l>That ſhe may through his ordinance</l>
                  <l>Towardes god do ſuche pleſance</l>
                  <l>That ſhe wakende myght hym kepe</l>
                  <l>In ſuche wyſe, as ſhe met a ſlepe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he that couthe of guyle ynough</l>
                  <l>whan be this herde, for ioye he lough</l>
                  <l>And ſeyth: Madame it ſhall be do</l>
                  <l>But this I warne you therto</l>
                  <l>This night, whan that he comth to play</l>
                  <l>That there be no lyfe in the way</l>
                  <l>But I, that ſhall at his lykynge</l>
                  <l>Ordeine ſo for his comynge</l>
                  <l>That ye ne ſhall not of hym fayle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For this madame I you counſayle</l>
                  <l>That ye it kepe ſo priue</l>
                  <l>That no wyght els, but we thre</l>
                  <l>Haue knowlechynge, howe that it is</l>
                  <l>For els myght it fare amys</l>
                  <l>If ye dyd ought, that ſhulde him greue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus he makth hir to beleue</l>
                  <l>And fayneth vnder guyle feyth</l>
                  <l>But netheles all that he ſeyth</l>
                  <l>She troweth: and ayene the nyght</l>
                  <l>She hath within hir chambre dyght</l>
                  <l>where as this guyler faſt by</l>
                  <l>Vpon this god ſhall priuely</l>
                  <l>Awayte, as he makth hir to wene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus this noble gentyll quene</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe moſt tryſted, was deceyued.</l>
                  <l>¶The night cam, &amp; the cha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bre is weiued</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus hath take his place</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſigh tyme and ſpace</l>
                  <l>Through the diſceite of his magyke</l>
                  <l>He put hym out of mans lyke</l>
                  <l>And of a dragon toke the forme</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche wolde hym all conforme</l>
                  <l>To that ſhe ſawe in ſweuener this.</l>
                  <l>And thus to chambre come he is</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The quene lay a bed, and ſyghe</l>
                  <l>And hopeth euer, as he cam nyghe</l>
                  <l>That he god of Luby were</l>
                  <l>So hath ſhe well the leſſe fere</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for he wolde hir more aſſure</l>
                  <l>yet efte he changeth his fygure</l>
                  <l>And of a wether the lykeneſſe</l>
                  <l>He toke in ſygne of his nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>with large hornes for the nones</l>
                  <l>Of fyne golde and ryche ſtones.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A crowne on his heed he bare</l>
                  <l>And ſodeinlyche, er ſhe was ware</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche all guyle can</l>
                  <l>His forme he torneth in to man</l>
                  <l>And came to bedde, and ſhe lay ſtyll</l>
                  <l>where as ſhe ſuffreth all his wyll</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche wende not myſdo.</l>
                  <l>But netheles it hapneth ſo</l>
                  <l>All though ſhe were in parte deceiued</l>
                  <l>yet for all that ſhe hath conceiued</l>
                  <l>The worthieſt of all kithe</l>
                  <l>whiche euer was tofore or ſith</l>
                  <l>Of conqueſt, and of chyualrye</l>
                  <l>So that through gyle and ſorcery</l>
                  <l>There was that noble knight begonne</l>
                  <l>whiche all the worlde hath after wonne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus fell the thing, whiche fall ſhuld</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus hath that he wolde</l>
                  <l>with gyle he hath his loue ſped</l>
                  <l>with gyle he came in to the bed</l>
                  <l>with gyle he gothe hym oute ayene</l>
                  <l>He was a ſhrewed chamberleyne</l>
                  <l>So to begyle a worthy quene</l>
                  <l>And that on hym was after ſene.</l>
                  <l>But netheles the thynge is do</l>
                  <l>This fals god was ſone go</l>
                  <l>with his deceyte, &amp; helde hym cloſe</l>
                  <l>Tyll morow cam, that he aroſe</l>
                  <l>And tho, whan tyme and leyſer was</l>
                  <l>The quene tolde hym all the cas</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, that gyle none ſuppoſeth</l>
                  <l>And of two poyntes ſhe hym appoſeth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>One was, if that this god no more</l>
                  <l>wyll come ayene: and ouermore</l>
                  <l>How ſhe ſhall ſtonden in accorde</l>
                  <l>with kynge Philip her owne lorde</l>
                  <l>when he comth home, &amp; ſeeth her grone</l>
                  <l>¶Madame, he ſeyth, let me alone</l>
                  <l>As for the god I vndertake</l>
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                  <l>That whan it lyketh you to take</l>
                  <l>His company at any throwe</l>
                  <l>If I a day to fore it knowe</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be with you on the nyght</l>
                  <l>And he is welle of ſuche a might</l>
                  <l>To kepe you frome al blame.</l>
                  <l>For thy comforte you madame</l>
                  <l>There ſhall none other cauſe be.</l>
                  <l>Thus tooke he leue, and forth goth he.</l>
                  <l>And tho began be for to muſe</l>
                  <l>Howe he the quene might excuſe</l>
                  <l>Towarde the kinge, of that is falle</l>
                  <l>And founde a crafte amonges alle</l>
                  <l>Through which he hath a ſe foule da<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ted</l>
                  <l>with his magike, and ſo enchaunted</l>
                  <l>That he flewe forth, whan it was night</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kinges tent right</l>
                  <l>where that he lay amidde his hoſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan he was a ſlepe moſte</l>
                  <l>with that the ſe foull to him brought</l>
                  <l>An other charme, whiche he wrought</l>
                  <l>At home within his chamber ſtylle.</l>
                  <l>The kinge he torneth at his wylle</l>
                  <l>And makth him for to dreme and ſe</l>
                  <l>The dragon and the priuete</l>
                  <l>which was betwene him and the quene.</l>
                  <l>And ouer that he made him wene</l>
                  <l>In ſweuen, howe that the god Amos</l>
                  <l>whan he vp fro the quene aros</l>
                  <l>Toke forth a rynge, wherin a ſtone</l>
                  <l>was ſet and graue therupon</l>
                  <l>A ſonne, in whiche whan he cam nighe</l>
                  <l>A lyon with a ſwerde he ſigh.</l>
                  <l>And with that prente, as he ſo mette</l>
                  <l>Vpon the quenes wombe he ſette</l>
                  <l>A ſeale, and goth him forth his way</l>
                  <l>with that the ſweuen went a waye.</l>
                  <l>And tho began the kinge a wake</l>
                  <l>And ſighe for his wyues ſake</l>
                  <l>where as he lay within his tent</l>
                  <l>And hath great wonder, what it mente.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that he haſted him to ryſe</l>
                  <l>Anone and ſent after the wyſe.</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche there was one</l>
                  <l>A Clerke, his name is Amphyon</l>
                  <l>whan he the kinges ſweuen herd</l>
                  <l>what it betokneth he anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And ſaith, as ſekerly as the lyfe</l>
                  <l>A god hath layne by thy wyfe</l>
                  <l>And gotte a ſonne, whiche ſhall wynne</l>
                  <l>The worlde, and all that is withinne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As the lyon is kynge of beaſtes</l>
                  <l>So ſhall the worlde obeye his beſtes</l>
                  <l>which with his ſwerde ſhal al be wonne</l>
                  <l>Als ferre as ſhyneth any ſonne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge was doutife of this dome</l>
                  <l>But netheles whan that be come</l>
                  <l>Ageyne into his owne londe</l>
                  <l>His wyfe with childe great be founde</l>
                  <l>He myght not hym ſelfen ſtere</l>
                  <l>That he ne made her heuy chere.</l>
                  <l>But he whiche couth of all ſorowe</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus vpon the morowe</l>
                  <l>Through the deceyte of Nygromaunce</l>
                  <l>Toke of a dragon the ſemblaunce</l>
                  <l>And where the kynge ſat in his halle</l>
                  <l>Cam in rampende amonge hem all</l>
                  <l>with ſuche a noyſe and ſuche a rore</l>
                  <l>That they agaſt were all ſo ſore</l>
                  <l>As though they ſhulde dye anone</l>
                  <l>And netheles he greueth none</l>
                  <l>But goth towarde the deyſe on bye</l>
                  <l>And whan he cam the quene nye</l>
                  <l>He ſtynt his noyſe, and in his wyſe</l>
                  <l>To her he profreth his ſeruice</l>
                  <l>And layth his heed vpon hir barme</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with goodly chere hir arme</l>
                  <l>About his necke ayenewarde layde</l>
                  <l>And thus the quene with hym playde</l>
                  <l>In ſight of all men about</l>
                  <l>And at laſt be gan to loute</l>
                  <l>And obeyſaunce vnto her make</l>
                  <l>As he that wolde his leue take.</l>
                  <l>And ſodeynly his lothely forme</l>
                  <l>In to an egle be gan transforme</l>
                  <l>And flewe, and ſet hym on a rayle</l>
                  <l>wherof the kynge had great meruayle</l>
                  <l>For there he pruneth hym and pyketh</l>
                  <l>As doth an hauke, whan him wel lyketh</l>
                  <l>And after that him ſelfe he ſhoke</l>
                  <l>wherof that all the halle quoke</l>
                  <l>As it a terremote were.</l>
                  <l>They ſeyden all, god was there</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a rees and forth he flygh.</l>
                  <l>¶The kyng, which all this wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>der ſygh</l>
                  <l>whan he cam to his chambre alone</l>
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                  <l>Vnto the quene made his mone</l>
                  <l>And of foryeues he hir praide.</l>
                  <l>For than he knewe well, as he ſayde</l>
                  <l>She was with childe with a god.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was the kynge without rod</l>
                  <l>Chaſtiſed, and the quene excuſed</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe had ben accuſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for the greatter euidence</l>
                  <l>yet after that in the preſence</l>
                  <l>Of kynge Philip, and other mo</l>
                  <l>whan they yode in the fyldes tho</l>
                  <l>A feſaunt came before her eye</l>
                  <l>The whiche anone, as they hir ſeye</l>
                  <l>Fleende, let an neye downe falle</l>
                  <l>And it to brake tofore hem alle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as they token therof kepe</l>
                  <l>They ſigh out of the ſhelle crepe</l>
                  <l>A l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tell ſerpent on the grounde</l>
                  <l>whiche rampeth all aboute rounde</l>
                  <l>And in ayene he woll haue wonne</l>
                  <l>But for the brennyng of the ſonne</l>
                  <l>It myght not, and ſo be deide.</l>
                  <l>And therupon the clerkes ſeyde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As the ſerpent, when it was out</l>
                  <l>went enuyron the ſhelle aboute</l>
                  <l>And myght not torne in ayene</l>
                  <l>So ſhall it fall in certeyne</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This childe the worlde ſhall enuirone</l>
                  <l>And aboue all, the corone</l>
                  <l>Hym ſhall befall, and in his yonge age</l>
                  <l>He ſhall deſire in his corage</l>
                  <l>whan all the worlde is in his honde</l>
                  <l>To turne ayene vnto the londe</l>
                  <l>where he was bore, and in his weye</l>
                  <l>Homewarde he ſhall with poyſon deye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge, whiche al this ſigh &amp; herde</l>
                  <l>Fro that day forth, howe ſo it ferde</l>
                  <l>His ielouſye hath all foryete</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche hath the childe begete</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus in priuite</l>
                  <l>The tyme of his natiuite</l>
                  <l>Vpon the conſtellation</l>
                  <l>Awayteth, and relation</l>
                  <l>Maketh to the quene, howe ſhe had do</l>
                  <l>And euery houre appointeth ſo</l>
                  <l>That no mynute therof was lore.</l>
                  <l>So that in due tyme is bore</l>
                  <l>This childe: and forthwith therupon</l>
                  <l>There fell wonders many one</l>
                  <l>Of teremote vniuerſele.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſonne toke colloure of ſtele</l>
                  <l>And loſt his lyght, the windes blewe</l>
                  <l>And many ſtrengthes ouerthrewe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe his propre kynde chaungeth</l>
                  <l>And all the worlde his forme ſtrangeth</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The thonder with his fyry leuen</l>
                  <l>So cruel was vpon the heuen</l>
                  <l>That euery erthely creature</l>
                  <l>Tho thought his lyfe in auenture.</l>
                  <l>The tempeſt at laſt ſeſſeth</l>
                  <l>The childe is kepte, his age encreceth:</l>
                  <l>And Aliſaunder his name is hote</l>
                  <l>To whome Calyſtre and Aryſtote</l>
                  <l>To techen him philoſophye</l>
                  <l>Entenden: and Aſtronomye</l>
                  <l>(with other thinges, whiche he couth</l>
                  <l>Alſo to teche him in his youth)</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus toke vpon honde</l>
                  <l>But euery man may vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Of ſorcery, howe that it wende</l>
                  <l>It wolle him ſelfe proue at ende</l>
                  <l>And namely for to begyle</l>
                  <l>A lady / whiche withoute gyle</l>
                  <l>Suppoſeth trouthe all that ſhe hereth</l>
                  <l>But often he, that euyll ſtereth</l>
                  <l>His ſhip is dreint therin a mydde</l>
                  <l>And in this cas right ſo betydde</l>
                  <l>Nectanabus vpon a nyght</l>
                  <l>whan it was fayre and ſterre lyght</l>
                  <l>This yonge lorde lad vpon highe</l>
                  <l>A boue a towre, where as he ſyghe</l>
                  <l>The ſterres ſuche as he acounteth</l>
                  <l>And ſaith, what eche of hem amounteth</l>
                  <l>As though he knewe of all thinge</l>
                  <l>yet hath he no knowlechinge</l>
                  <l>what ſhal vnto him ſelfe befall</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan he hath tolde his wordes all</l>
                  <l>This yonge lorde than him appoſeth</l>
                  <l>And aſketh, if that he ſuppoſeth</l>
                  <l>what deth he ſhule him ſelfe deye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſeith, or fortune is aweye</l>
                  <l>And euery ſterre hath loſt his wonne</l>
                  <l>Or els of myn owne ſonne</l>
                  <l>I ſhall be ſlayn, I may not fle</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thought Alyſaunder in priuete</l>
                  <l>Herof this olde dotarde lyeth.</l>
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                  <l>Ander that other ought aſpyeth</l>
                  <l>All ſodeinlyche his olde bones</l>
                  <l>He ſhofe ouer the walle at ones</l>
                  <l>And ſaith hym: Lye downe there a part</l>
                  <l>wherof nowe ſerueth all thyn art?</l>
                  <l>Thou knewe all other mens chaunce</l>
                  <l>And of thy ſelfe haſt ignoraunce</l>
                  <l>That thou haſt ſayd amonges all,</l>
                  <l>Of thy perſone is not befall.</l>
                  <l>¶Nectanabus whiche hath his death</l>
                  <l>yet whyles hym laſteth lyfe and brethe</l>
                  <l>To Alyſaunder he ſpake, and ſeyd:</l>
                  <l>That he with wrong blame on him leid.</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt and all the cas</l>
                  <l>He tolde, howe he his ſonne was.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho be, whiche ſory was inough</l>
                  <l>Out of the dyche his father drough</l>
                  <l>And tolde his mother, howe it ferde</l>
                  <l>In counſayle, and when ſhe it herde</l>
                  <l>And knewe the tokens, whiche he tolde</l>
                  <l>She nyſt what ſhe ſay ſhulde</l>
                  <l>But ſtode abaſſhed, as for the whyle</l>
                  <l>Of this magike, and all the gyle.</l>
                  <l>She thought, how that ſhe was deceyued</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hath of a ma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> conceiued</l>
                  <l>And wende a god it had he.</l>
                  <l>But netheles in ſuche degree</l>
                  <l>So as ſhe myght her honour ſaue</l>
                  <l>She ſhope the body was begraue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus Nectanabus abought</l>
                  <l>The ſorcery, whiche he wrought</l>
                  <l>Though he vpon the creatures</l>
                  <l>Through his caretes and fygures</l>
                  <l>The mayſtry and the power had</l>
                  <l>His creatour to nought hym lad</l>
                  <l>Ageyne whoſe lawe his crafte he vſeth</l>
                  <l>when he for luſt his god refuſeth</l>
                  <l>And toke hym to the deuyls crafte</l>
                  <l>Lo what profyte is hym belafte?</l>
                  <l>That thing through which he we<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d haue ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Firſt him exiled out of londe</l>
                  <l>which was his owne, and from a kynge</l>
                  <l>Made hym to be an vnderlynge</l>
                  <l>And ſythen to deceyue a quene</l>
                  <l>That torneth hym to mochel tene</l>
                  <l>Through luſt of loue he gat hym hate</l>
                  <l>That ende couth he nought abate</l>
                  <l>His olde ſleyghtes, whiche he caſt</l>
                  <l>yonge Aliſandre hym ouercaſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His father, whiche hym myſbegat</l>
                  <l>He ſloughe, a great myshappe was that</l>
                  <l>But for omys, an other mys</l>
                  <l>was yolde, and ſo full ofte it is.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nectanabus his crafte myſwent</l>
                  <l>And ſo it mysfell hym, er he went</l>
                  <l>I not what helpeth that clergy</l>
                  <l>whiche maketh a man to do foly</l>
                  <l>And namelyche of Nygromance</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtont vpon the myſcreance.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota qualiter rex Zoraſtes ſtatim cum ab v<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tero matris ſue naſceretur gaud<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o magno riſit, in quo pronoſticum doloris ſubſequentis ſignum fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gurabatur. Nam et ipſe deteſtabilis artis magice primus fuit inuentor, que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> poſtea rex Surrie dira morte trucidauit, et ſic opus operariu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſumpſit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And for to ſe more euidence</l>
                  <l>Zoraſtes, whiche thexperience</l>
                  <l>Of art magike ferſt forth drough</l>
                  <l>Anone as he was bore he lough</l>
                  <l>whiche token was of wo ſuinge.</l>
                  <l>For of his owne controuinge</l>
                  <l>He fond magik, and taught it forth</l>
                  <l>But all that was him lytel worth</l>
                  <l>For of Surry a worthy kynge</l>
                  <l>Him ſlewe, and that was his endinge.</l>
                  <l>But yet through him this crafte is vſed</l>
                  <l>And he through all the worlde excuſed</l>
                  <l>For it ſhall neuer well acheue</l>
                  <l>That ſtont not ryght with the beleue</l>
                  <l>But liche to wolle is euil ſponne</l>
                  <l>who leſeth him ſelfe hath litell wonne</l>
                  <l>And ende proueth euery thyng.</l>
                  <l>¶Saul, whiche was of iewes kynge</l>
                  <l>Vp peyne of deth forbad this arte</l>
                  <l>And yet he toke therof his parte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The phitonyſſe in Samary</l>
                  <l>yafe hym counſayle by ſorcery</l>
                  <l>whiche after felle to moche ſorowe</l>
                  <l>For he was ſlayne vpon the morowe.</l>
                  <l>To conne mochell thynge it helpeth</l>
                  <l>But of to moche no man yelpeth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So for to loke on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>Magyke may not well betyde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne I woll the rede</l>
                  <l>That thou of theſe enſamples drede</l>
                  <l>That for no luſt of erthly loue</l>
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                  <l>Thou ſeche ſo to come aboue</l>
                  <l>wherof as in the worldes wonder</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt for euer be put vnder.</l>
                  <l>¶ My good fader graunt mercy</l>
                  <l>For euer I ſhall beware therby</l>
                  <l>Of loue what me ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>Suche ſorcery abouen all</l>
                  <l>Fro this day forth I ſhall eſchewe</l>
                  <l>That ſo ne wylle I not purſewe</l>
                  <l>My luſt of loue for to ſeche.</l>
                  <l>But this I wolde you beſeche</l>
                  <l>Beſide that me ſtant of loue</l>
                  <l>As I you herd ſpeke aboue</l>
                  <l>Howe Alyſandre was betaught</l>
                  <l>Of Aryſtotle, and ſo well taught</l>
                  <l>Of all that to a kynge belongeth</l>
                  <l>wherof my herte ſore longeth</l>
                  <l>To wyte what it wolde mene.</l>
                  <l>For by reaſon I wolde wene</l>
                  <l>But if I herde of thinges ſtraunge</l>
                  <l>Yet for a tyme it ſhulde chaunge</l>
                  <l>My peyne, and liſſe me ſomdele.</l>
                  <l>¶ My good ſonne thou ſayeſt wele</l>
                  <l>For wiſdome howe that euer it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>To him that can it vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Doth great profite in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>But touchend of ſo hyghe a pryſe</l>
                  <l>whiche is not vnto Venus knowe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> may it not my ſelfe knowe</l>
                  <l>whiche of her courte am all forth drawe</l>
                  <l>And can no thinge but of her lawe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But netheles to knowe more</l>
                  <l>As wel as thou, me longeth ſore</l>
                  <l>And for it helpeth to commune</l>
                  <l>All be they nought to me co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune</l>
                  <l>The ſcholes of philoſophye</l>
                  <l>Yet thinke I for to ſpecyfye</l>
                  <l>In bokes as it is comprehended</l>
                  <l>wherof thou mighteſt ben amended.</l>
                  <l>For though I be not all counninge</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme of this wrytinge</l>
                  <l>Some part therof yet I haue herde</l>
                  <l>In this mater howe it hath ferd.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <trailer>☞ Explicit liber ſextus.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="7" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <hi>QVIA OMNIS DOCTRI<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na</hi> bona humano regimini ſalute<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> confert / In hoc ſeptimo libro ad inſtantiam amantis languidi in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tendit Genius illam, ex qua philoſophi et Aſtro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>logi philoſophie doctrinam regem Alexandrum imbuerunt ſecundum aliquid declarare. Diuidit enim philoſophiam in tres partes / quarum prima Theorica / ſecunda Rhetorica, tertia Practica nuncupata eſt, de quarum condicionibus ſubſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quenter per ſingula tractabit.</p>
            </argument>
            <head>☞ Incipit liber Septimus <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
            </head>
            <lg>
               <l>Omnibus in cauſis ſapiens doctrina ſalutem</l>
               <l>Conſequitur, nec habet quis niſi docttus ope<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</l>
               <l>Naturam ſuperat doctrina uiro quod et ortus</l>
               <l>Ingenij docilis no<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> dedit, ipſa dabit.</l>
               <l>Non ita diſcretus hominum per climata regnat</l>
               <l>Quin magis ut ſapiat, indiget ipſe ſcholae.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg> Genius the preeſt of loue</l>
               <l>My ſon as thou haſt praid aboue</l>
               <l>That I the ſchole ſhall declare</l>
               <l>Of Ariſtotle, and eke the fare</l>
               <l>Of Alyſaunder, bowe he was taught</l>
               <l>I am ſomdele therof diſtraught</l>
               <l>For it is not the matere</l>
               <l>Of loue, why we ſytten here</l>
               <l>To ſhryue ſo as Venus badde</l>
               <l>But netheles for it is gladde</l>
               <l>So as thou ſayſt for thyn appryſe</l>
               <l>To here of ſuche thynges wyſe</l>
               <l>wherof thou myght thy tyme lyſſe</l>
               <l>So as I can, I ſhall the wyſſe</l>
               <l>For wyſedome is at euery throwe</l>
               <l>Aboue all other thynge to knowe</l>
               <l>In loues cauſe and els where</l>
               <l>For thy my ſonne vnto thyn eare</l>
               <l>Though it be not in the regiſtre</l>
               <l>Of Venus, yet of that caliſtre</l>
               <l>And Ariſtotle whylom wryte</l>
               <l>To Alyſaunder, thou ſhalt wyte</l>
               <l>But for the lores ben dyuers</l>
               <l>I thynke fyrſt to the reherce</l>
               <l>The matter of philoſophy</l>
               <l>whiche Ariſtotle of his clergie</l>
               <l>wyſe and experte in the ſcience</l>
               <l>Declared thilke intelligence</l>
               <l>As of the poyntes principalle</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>wherof the fyrſt in ſpecialle</l>
               <l>Is Theoryke, whiche is grounded</l>
               <pb n="141" facs="tcp:7065:150"/>
               <l>On him, which al the worlde hath fou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ded</l>
               <l>which co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>prehended al the lore.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>And for to loken ouermore</l>
               <l>Next of ſcience the ſeconde</l>
               <l>Is Rhetoric, whoſe facounde</l>
               <l>Aboue all other is eloquent.</l>
               <l>To telle a tale in iugement</l>
               <l>So well can no man ſpeke as he.</l>
               <l>The laſt ſcience of the thre</l>
               <l>It is practyke, whoſe office</l>
               <l>The vertu trieth fro the vice</l>
               <l>And techeth vpon good thewes</l>
               <l>To fle the company of ſhrewes</l>
               <l>whiche ſtant in diſpoſicion</l>
               <l>Of mannes fre election.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Practyke enformeth eke the rewle</l>
               <l>Howe that a worthy kynge ſhall rule</l>
               <l>His realme, both in werre and pees.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Lo thus dane Ariſtoteles</l>
               <l>Theſe thre ſciences hath deuided</l>
               <l>And in nature alſo decyded</l>
               <l>wherof that eche of hem ſhall ſerue.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>The firſt whiche is the conſerue</l>
               <l>And keper of the remenaunte</l>
               <l>As that, whiche is moſt ſuffiſaunt</l>
               <l>And chiefe of the philoſophye.</l>
               <l>If I therof ſhall ſpeciphye</l>
               <l>So as the philoſopher tolde</l>
               <l>Nowe barke, &amp; kepe that thou it holde.</l>
            </lg>
            <q>
               <l>Prima creatorem dat ſcire ſcientia ſummum.</l>
               <l>Qui capit, agnoſcit, ſufficit illud ei.</l>
               <l>Plura viros quando<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> iuuat neſcire, ſed illud,</l>
               <l>Quod vidit ex pediens ſobrius ille ſapit.</l>
            </q>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <hi>HIC TRACTAT DE PRI<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ma</hi> parte philoſophie, que theorica dicitur / cuius natura triplici dotata eſt ſciencia / ſcilicet Theo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>logia, Phiſica, et Mathematica, Sed primo illam partem Theologice declarabit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of Theoryk principalle</l>
                  <l>The philoſopher in ſpecialle</l>
                  <l>The propirtes hath determined</l>
                  <l>As thilke whiche is enlumined</l>
                  <l>Of wiſdome, and of hygh prudence</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other in his ſcyence</l>
                  <l>And ſtant departed vpon thre</l>
                  <l>The i frſt of whiche in his degre</l>
                  <l>Is cleped in philoſophye</l>
                  <l>The ſcience of Theology</l>
                  <l>That other named is phiſike</l>
                  <l>The thyrde is ſeide Mathematike.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theologie is that ſcience</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto man yeueth euidence</l>
                  <l>Of thynge, whiche is not bodely</l>
                  <l>wherof men knowe redely</l>
                  <l>The high almyghty trinite</l>
                  <l>whiche is o god in vnite</l>
                  <l>withouten ende and begynnynge</l>
                  <l>And creature of all thynge</l>
                  <l>Of heuen, of erthe, and of hell</l>
                  <l>wherof as olde bokes tell</l>
                  <l>The philoſopher in his reaſon</l>
                  <l>wrote vpon this concluſion</l>
                  <l>And of his writynge in a clauſe</l>
                  <l>He clepeth god the fyrſte cauſe</l>
                  <l>whiche of hym ſelfe is thylke good</l>
                  <l>withouten whom nothynge is good</l>
                  <l>Of whiche that euery creature</l>
                  <l>Hath his beynge, and his nature.</l>
                  <l>After the beynge of the thynges</l>
                  <l>There ben thre formes of beynges</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota quod triplex dicitur aſſencia. Prima te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poranea, que incipit &amp; definit: Secunda perpetua, que incipit / et non definit / Tercia ſempiterna / que nec incipit, nec definit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Thynge whiche began, and ende ſhal</l>
                  <l>That thynge is cleped temporall</l>
                  <l>There is alſo by other way</l>
                  <l>Thynge, whiche began &amp; ſhall not dey</l>
                  <l>As ſoules, that ben ſpirituell</l>
                  <l>Her beynge is perpetuell.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But there is one aboue the ſonne</l>
                  <l>whoſe tyme neuer was bigonne</l>
                  <l>And endles ſhall euer be</l>
                  <l>That is the god, whoſe mageſte</l>
                  <l>All other thinges ſhall gouerne</l>
                  <l>And his beinge is ſempiterne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The god, to whome all honoure</l>
                  <l>Belongeth, he is creatoure.</l>
                  <l>And other ben his creatures,</l>
                  <l>He commaundeth the natures</l>
                  <l>That they to him obeien all.</l>
                  <l>withouten him, what ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>Her might is none, and he may all</l>
                  <l>The god was euer and euer ſhall</l>
                  <l>And they begonne of his aſſente.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The times al ben preſent</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:151"/>
                  <l>To god, and to hem all vnknowe</l>
                  <l>But what him lyketh, that they knowe</l>
                  <l>Thus both an angel and a man</l>
                  <l>The whiche of all, that god began</l>
                  <l>Ben chief, obeien goddes might</l>
                  <l>And he ſtont endeles vp right.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To this ſcience ben pryue</l>
                  <l>The clerkes of diuinite</l>
                  <l>The whiche vnto the people preche</l>
                  <l>The feythe of holy churche and teche</l>
                  <l>whiche in one <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>as vpon beleue</l>
                  <l>Stant more than they can preue</l>
                  <l>By wey of argument ſenſyble</l>
                  <l>But netheles it is credible</l>
                  <l>And doth a man great mede haue</l>
                  <l>To him that thynkth him ſelfe to ſaue</l>
                  <l>Theology in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of highe ſcience and highe apriſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>oue all other ſtant vnlyke</l>
                  <l>And is the fyrſt of theorike.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> de ſecunda parte Theorice, que Phiſica <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>.</head>
               <l>¶Phiſike is after the ſeconde</l>
               <l>Through whiche the philoſophre hath fo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>To teche ſondry knowlechynges</l>
               <l>Vpon the bodelyche thinges</l>
               <l>Of man, of beeſt, of herbe, of ſtone</l>
               <l>Of f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>he, of fowle, of euerichone</l>
               <l>That ben of bodely ſubſtaunce</l>
               <l>The nature and the circumſtaunce.</l>
               <l>Through this ſcience it is full ſought</l>
               <l>Which vaileth &amp; which vaileth nought.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> tercia parte Theorice / que Mathe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>uius condicio quaruor in ſe conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>gencias, ſcilicet Arithmeticam, Muſica<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>me<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>m / et Aſtronomiam, Sed primo de <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> natura dicere intendit.</head>
               <l>¶The thrid point of Theoryk</l>
               <l>whiche cleped is Mathematyk</l>
               <l>Deuided is in ſondry wyſe</l>
               <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rant vpon diuers appriſe</l>
               <l>The ferſt of whiche is Arthmetik</l>
               <l>And the ſecond is ſaid Muſik</l>
               <l>The therd is eke Geomatry</l>
               <l>Alſo the forth Aſtronomye.</l>
               <l>¶ Of Arthmetyk the matere</l>
               <l>As that of whiche a man may lere</l>
               <l>what Algoryſme in nombre amounteth</l>
               <l>whan that the wyſe man accounteth</l>
               <l>After the formel proprete</l>
               <l>Of Algoriſmes a, b, c.</l>
               <l>By whiche multiplication</l>
               <l>Is made, and diminution</l>
               <l>Of ſommes by thexperience</l>
               <l>Of this arte, and of this ſcience.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota de muſica, que ſecunda par<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> artis ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thematice dicitur.</head>
               <l>¶The ſeconde of mathematike</l>
               <l>whiche is the ſcience of muſike</l>
               <l>That teacheth vpon armony</l>
               <l>A man to maken melody</l>
               <l>By voice and ſoune of inſtrument</l>
               <l>Thrugh notes of accordement</l>
               <l>The whiche men pronounce alofte</l>
               <l>Nowe ſharpe notes, and nowe ſofte</l>
               <l>Nowe hye notes, and nowe lowe</l>
               <l>As by Gam vt, a man may knowe</l>
               <l>whiche techeth the prolacion</l>
               <l>Of note, and the condition.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de tertia ſpecie artis Mathematice / qud Geometriam vocant.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Mathematyke of his ſcience</l>
                  <l>Hath yet the thyrde intelligence</l>
                  <l>Full of wyſedome and of clergie</l>
                  <l>And cleped is Geometrie</l>
                  <l>Through which a man hath the ſleight</l>
                  <l>Of length, of brede, of depth, of heyght</l>
                  <l>To knowe the proporcion</l>
                  <l>By very calculacion</l>
                  <l>Of this ſcience: and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>Theſe olde philoſophres wiſe</l>
                  <l>Of all this worldes erth rounde</l>
                  <l>Howe large, how thick was the grou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>Contriued by the experience</l>
                  <l>The Cercle, and the circomference</l>
                  <l>Of euery thynge vnto the heuen</l>
                  <l>They ſetten point and meſure euen.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Mathemetike aboue the erth</l>
                  <l>Of high ſcience aboue the ferth</l>
                  <l>whiche ſpeketh vpon Aſtronomy</l>
                  <l>And techeth of the ſterres bye</l>
                  <l>Begynnynge vpwarde fro the mone</l>
                  <l>But fyrſt, as it was for to done</l>
                  <pb n="142" facs="tcp:7065:151"/>
                  <l>This Ariſtotle in other thynge</l>
                  <l>Vnto this worthy yonge kynge</l>
                  <l>The kynde of euery element</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant vnder the firmament</l>
                  <l>Howe it is made, and in what wyſe</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt be gan deuiſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Quatuor omnipotens elementa creauit origo:</l>
                  <l>Quatuor et uenti partibus ora dabat.</l>
                  <l>Noſtra <expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> quadruplici complectio ſorte creatur.</l>
                  <l>Corpore ſic <expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> ſuo ſtat uariatus homo.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic traciat de creatione quatuor elementorum ſcilicet terre, aque, aeris, et ignis, Nec non et de eorum naturis nam et ſingulis ꝓprietates ſingula attribituntur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Tofore the creation</l>
                  <l>Of ony worldes ſtation</l>
                  <l>Of heuen, of erthe, or eke of hell</l>
                  <l>So as theſe olde bokes tell</l>
                  <l>As ſoune to fore the ſonge is ſet</l>
                  <l>And yet they ben to gether knet:</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo the high purueance</l>
                  <l>Tho had vnder his ordenance</l>
                  <l>A great ſubſtance, a great mattere</l>
                  <l>Of whiche he wolde in his manere</l>
                  <l>Theſe other thynges make and forme</l>
                  <l>For yet withouten any forme</l>
                  <l>was that matere vniuerſall</l>
                  <l>whiche hight Ilem in ſpeciall.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Ilem as I am enformed</l>
                  <l>Theſe elementes ben made and formed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Ilem clementes they hote</l>
                  <l>After the ſchole of Ariſtote</l>
                  <l>Of whiche if more I ſhall reherſe</l>
                  <l>Foure elementes there ben diuerſe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de terra, quod eſt primum elementum.</head>
               <l>¶The fyrſt of hem, men erthe call</l>
               <l>whiche is the loweſt of hem all:</l>
               <l>And in his forme is ſhape rounde</l>
               <l>Subſtanciall, ſtronge, ſad, and ſounde</l>
               <l>As that, whiche made is ſuffiſant</l>
               <l>To beare vp all the remenant.</l>
               <l>For as the poynt in a compas</l>
               <l>Stant euen amyddes, ryght ſo was</l>
               <l>This erthe ſet, and ſhall abyde</l>
               <l>That it may ſwerue to no ſyde.</l>
               <l>And hath his centre after the lawe</l>
               <l>Of kynde: and to that Centre drawe</l>
               <l>Deſyreth euery worldes thynge:</l>
               <l>If there ne were no lettynge.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de aqua, quod eſt ſecundum elementum.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Aboue the erthe kepeth his bounde</l>
                  <l>The water, whiche is the ſeconde</l>
                  <l>Of elementes: and all without</l>
                  <l>It enuyronneth therthe about.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But as it ſheweth nought for thy</l>
                  <l>The ſubtyle water myghtily</l>
                  <l>Though it be of hym ſelfe ſofte</l>
                  <l>The ſtrength of the erth paſſeth ofte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For ryght as veynes ben of bloud</l>
                  <l>In man, ryght ſo the water floud</l>
                  <l>Therth of his cours makth ful of veines</l>
                  <l>Als well the hylles as the pleines:</l>
                  <l>And that a man may ſeen at eye.</l>
                  <l>For wher the hylles ben moſt hye</l>
                  <l>There may men wel ſtremes fynde.</l>
                  <l>So preueth it by way of kynde</l>
                  <l>The water hygher than the londe.</l>
                  <l>And ouer this nowe vnderſtonde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de aera, quod eſt tertium elementum.</head>
               <l>Ayer is the thyrde of elementes</l>
               <l>Of whoſe kynde his aſpirementes</l>
               <l>Taketh euery lyuyſſhe creature</l>
               <l>The whiche ſhall vpon erth endure.</l>
               <l>For as the fyſſhe if it be drye</l>
               <l>Mote in defaute of water dye</l>
               <l>Ryght ſo without ayer on lyue</l>
               <l>No man, ne beeſt, myght thryue</l>
               <l>The whiche is made of fleſſhe and bone</l>
               <l>There is out take of all none.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota quod aer in tribus periferiſs diuiditur.</head>
               <l>¶This ayer in periferis thre</l>
               <l>Deuyded is of ſuche degree:</l>
               <l>Beneth is one, and one amydde</l>
               <l>To whiche aboue is the thrydde.</l>
               <l>And vpon the deuyſions</l>
               <l>There ben dyuers oppreſſions</l>
               <l>Of moyſt, and eke of drye alſo</l>
               <l>whiche of the ſonne both two</l>
               <l>Ben drawe, and haled vpon bye</l>
               <l>And maken cloudes in the ſkye</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:152"/>
               <l>And ſhewed is at mans ſight</l>
               <l>wherof by day, and eke by nyght</l>
               <l>After the tymes of the yere</l>
               <l>Amonge vs vpon erth here</l>
               <l>In ſondry wyſe thynges falle</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de prima aeris periferia.</head>
               <l>¶The fyrſte periferye of all</l>
               <l>Engendreth myſt, and ouermore</l>
               <l>The dewes, and the froſtes bore</l>
               <l>After thilke interſtition</l>
               <l>In whiche they take impreſſion.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de ſecunda aeris periferia.</head>
               <l>¶ Fro the ſeconde, as bokes ſeyne</l>
               <l>The moyſt droppes of the reyne</l>
               <l>Deſcenden in to the myddel erthe</l>
               <l>And tempreth it to ſede and erth</l>
               <l>And doth to ſprynge gras and floure</l>
               <l>And ofte alſo the great ſhoure</l>
               <l>Out of ſuche place it may be take</l>
               <l>That it the forme ſhall forſake</l>
               <l>Of reyne, and in to ſnowe be torned</l>
               <l>And eke it may be ſo ſoiourned</l>
               <l>In ſondry places vp alofte</l>
               <l>That in to hayle it tourneth ofte.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de tertia aeris periferia.</head>
               <l>¶The thirde of ayer, after the lawe</l>
               <l>Through ſuche matere as is vp drawe</l>
               <l>Of drye thynge, as it is ofte</l>
               <l>Amonge the cloudes vpon lofte</l>
               <l>And is ſo cloſe, it may not out:</l>
               <l>Than is it chaſed ſore about</l>
               <l>Tyll it to fyre and leyte falle</l>
               <l>And than it breketh the cloudes all</l>
               <l>The whiche of ſo great noyſe craken</l>
               <l>That they the fearefull thonder maken.</l>
               <l>The thonder ſtroke ſmyt, er it leyte</l>
               <l>And yet men ſene the fire and leyte</l>
               <l>The thonder ſtroke er that men here.</l>
               <l>So may it well be proued here</l>
               <l>In thynge, whiche ſhewed is fro ferre</l>
               <l>A mans eye is there nerre</l>
               <l>Than is the ſounde to mans eare</l>
               <l>And netheles it is great feare</l>
               <l>Both of the ſtroke, and of the fire</l>
               <l>Of whiche is no recouerire</l>
               <l>In place where that they diſcende</l>
               <l>But if god wolde his grace ſende.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota qualiter ignes, quos motantur in ae<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e diſcurrere videmus ſecundum varias apparentie formas varia geſta ni nomina, quorum primus Aſſub, Secondus Capra ſaliens, tertius Eges, Et quarius Daali in libris philoſophorum nun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cupa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ns eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And for to ſpeaken ouer this</l>
                  <l>In this parte of the aire it is</l>
                  <l>That men full ofte ſene by nyght</l>
                  <l>The fyre in ſondry forme alyght:</l>
                  <l>Somtyme the fyre drake it ſemeth</l>
                  <l>And ſo the lewde people it demeth.</l>
                  <l>Somtyme it ſemeth as it were</l>
                  <l>A ſterre, whiche that glydeth there.</l>
                  <l>But it is nether of the two</l>
                  <l>The philoſophre telleth ſo,</l>
                  <l>And ſeith: that of impreſſions</l>
                  <l>Through diuers exaltations</l>
                  <l>Vpon the cauſe and the matere</l>
                  <l>Men ſene diuerſe forme appere</l>
                  <l>Of fyre, the whiche hat<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> bondry name.</l>
                  <l>Aſſub, he ſayth, is thylke ſame</l>
                  <l>The whiche in ſondry place is founde</l>
                  <l>whan it is fall downe to grounde</l>
                  <l>So as the fyre it hath aneled</l>
                  <l>Lyke vnto ſlyme, whiche is congeled.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of exaltation I fynde</l>
                  <l>Fyre kengled of the ſame kynde</l>
                  <l>But it is of an other forme</l>
                  <l>wherof, if that I ſhall conforme</l>
                  <l>The figure vnto that it is</l>
                  <l>Theſe olde clerkes tellen this:</l>
                  <l>That it is lyke a gote ſkyppende</l>
                  <l>And for that it is ſuche ſemende</l>
                  <l>It is hote Capra ſaliens.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke theſe Aſtronomyens</l>
                  <l>An other fyre alſo by nyght</l>
                  <l>whiche ſheweth hym to mans ſyght</l>
                  <l>They clepen Eges, the whiche brenneth</l>
                  <l>Lyke to the currant fyre, that renneth</l>
                  <l>Vpon a corde, as thou haſte ſene</l>
                  <l>when it with poudre is ſo beſene</l>
                  <l>Of ſulphur, and other thynges mo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There is a nother fyre alſo</l>
                  <l>whiche ſemeth to a mans eye</l>
                  <l>By nyghtes tyme, as though there flye</l>
                  <pb n="143" facs="tcp:7065:152"/>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ragon brennynge in the ſkye</l>
                  <l>And that is cleped proprely</l>
                  <l>Da<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>li, wherof men ſay full ofte:</l>
                  <l>Lo where the fyrye drake a lofte</l>
                  <l>Fleeth vp in thaire: and ſo they de<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>en.</l>
                  <l>But why the fyres ſuche ſemen</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry forme to beholde</l>
                  <l>The wyſe philoſophre tolde</l>
                  <l>So as to fore it hath bene herde.</l>
                  <l>Lo thus my ſonne it hath ferde</l>
                  <l>Of ayre, the due proprete</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſe thou myght ſe.</l>
                  <l>And howe vnder the firmament</l>
                  <l>It is eke the thyrde element</l>
                  <l>whiche enuyroneth bothe two</l>
                  <l>The water and the lande alſo.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de igne, quod eſt quartum elementum.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And for to tell ouer this</l>
                  <l>Of elementes, whiche the forthe is</l>
                  <l>That is the Fire in his degre</l>
                  <l>whiche enuironeth thother thre</l>
                  <l>And is without moyſte all drye.</l>
                  <l>But lyſt nowe, what ſeyth the clergie.</l>
                  <l>For vpon hem, that I haue ſayde</l>
                  <l>The creatour hath ſet and leyde</l>
                  <l>The kynde and the complexion</l>
                  <l>Of all mennes nacion.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Foure elementes ſondry there be</l>
                  <l>Lyche vnto whiche of that degre</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men there bene alſo</l>
                  <l>Complections foure, and no mo:</l>
                  <l>wherof the philoſophre treteth</l>
                  <l>That he nothyng behynde leteth</l>
                  <l>And ſeyth, howe that they bene diuerſe</l>
                  <l>So as I ſhall to the reherce.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota hic qualiter ſecundum naturam qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuor elementoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, quatuor in humano corpore com<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>plexiones ſcilicet Mela<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>colia, Flengma, Sa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>guis, et Colera naturaliter conſtituuntur, vnde primo de Melancolia dicendum eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> He whiche naturith euery kynde</l>
                  <l>The myghty god, ſo as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Of man, whiche is his creature</l>
                  <l>Hath ſo deuyded the nature:</l>
                  <l>That none tyll other well accordeth.</l>
                  <l>And by the cauſe it ſo diſcordeth</l>
                  <l>The lyfe, whiche feleth the ſykeneſſe</l>
                  <l>May ſtonde vpon no likerneſſe.</l>
                  <l>¶Of therthe, whiche is colde and dry</l>
                  <l>The kynde of man Melancolye</l>
                  <l>Is cleped, and that is the fyrſte</l>
                  <l>The moſte vngoodlyche, and the werſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For vnto loues werke on nyght</l>
                  <l>Hym lacketh both wyll and myght.</l>
                  <l>No wondre is in luſty place</l>
                  <l>Of loue though he leſe grace.</l>
                  <l>what man hath that complexion</l>
                  <l>Full of imagination</l>
                  <l>Of dedes, and of wrathfull thoughte</l>
                  <l>He freteth hym ſeluen all to noughte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ De complexione fleugmatis.</head>
               <l>¶ The water, whiche is moyſte &amp; colde</l>
               <l>Maketh fleme, whiche is manyfolde</l>
               <l>Foryetel, ſlowe, and wery ſone</l>
               <l>Of euery thynge, whiche is to done.</l>
               <l>He is of kinde ſuffiſaunt</l>
               <l>To holde loue his couenaunt:</l>
               <l>But that him lacketh appetyte</l>
               <l>whiche longeth vnto ſuche delyte.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> De complexione ſanguinis.</head>
               <l>what man that takth his kind of thaier</l>
               <l>He ſhall be lyght, he ſhall be fayre.</l>
               <l>For his complexion is bloode</l>
               <l>Of all there is none ſo good</l>
               <l>For he hath both wyll and might</l>
               <l>To pleaſe and pay loue his right</l>
               <l>where as he hath loue vndertake</l>
               <l>wronge is, if that he forſake.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ De complexione colere.</head>
               <l>¶The firſt of his condicion</l>
               <l>Appropreth the complexion</l>
               <l>whoſe properties ben drye and hote</l>
               <l>whiche in a man is coler hote</l>
               <l>It maketh a man ben engynous</l>
               <l>And ſwyfte of fote, and eke yrous.</l>
               <l>Of conteke, and foole haſtyneſſe</l>
               <l>He hath a ryght great beſyneſſe</l>
               <l>To thynke on loue and lytell may</l>
               <l>Though he be hote well a day</l>
               <l>On nyght whan that he woll aſſay</l>
               <l>He may full euyll his dettes paye</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:153"/>
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota qualiter quatuor complexiones qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuor in homine habitationes diuiſim poſſident.</head>
               <l>☞ After the kynde of thelement</l>
               <l>Thus ſtant a mans kinde went</l>
               <l>As touchend his complexion</l>
               <l>Vpon ſondry diuiſion</l>
               <l>Of drye, of moyſt, of chele, of bete</l>
               <l>And eche of hem his owne ſete</l>
               <l>Appropred hath within a man.</l>
               <l>And firſt to telle as I began</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Splen domus melancolie.</head>
               <l>The ſplen is to Melancolye</l>
               <l>Aſſigned for berbyrgery. <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
               </l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Pulmo domus flengmatis.</head>
               <l>¶The moyſt fleume, with the colde</l>
               <l>Hath in the longes for his holde</l>
               <l>Ordeined him a propre ſtede</l>
               <l>To dwell there as he is bede.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Epar domus ſanguinis. <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
               </head>
               <l>¶To the ſanguine complexion</l>
               <l>Nature of his inſpection</l>
               <l>A propre bous hath in the lyuer</l>
               <l>For his dwellinge made delyuer.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Fel domus colere. <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>
               </head>
               <l>¶ The drye coler, with his bete</l>
               <l>By wey of kynde his propre ſete</l>
               <l>Hath in the galle, where be dwelleth</l>
               <l>So as the philoſophre telleth</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de ſtomacho, qui vna cum aliis cordi ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ec<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>alius deſeruit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Nowe ouer this is for to wyte</l>
                  <l>As it is in phiſike wryte</l>
                  <l>Of lyuer, of longe, of galle, of ſplene</l>
                  <l>They all vnto the herte bene</l>
                  <l>Seruauntes, and eche in his offyce</l>
                  <l>Entenden to don him ſeruice</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is chiefe lorde aboue.</l>
                  <l>The lyuer makth him for to loue</l>
                  <l>The longe gyueth him wey of ſpeche</l>
                  <l>The galle ſerueth to do wreche</l>
                  <l>The ſplen doth him to laugh and pl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y</l>
                  <l>whan all vnclennes is a way.</l>
                  <l>Lo thus hath eche of hem his dede</l>
                  <l>To ſuſteynen hem and fede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>In tyme of recreation</l>
                  <l>Nature hath increation</l>
                  <l>The ſtomake for a comune koke</l>
                  <l>Ordeined ſo, as ſayth the boke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtomake cooke is for the ball</l>
                  <l>And boyleth mete for hem all</l>
                  <l>To make hem myghty for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>The herte, that he ſhall nought ſterue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For as a kynge in his empire</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other is lorde and ſyre:</l>
                  <l>So is the herte principall</l>
                  <l>To whom reaſon in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Is yeue, as for the gouernance.</l>
                  <l>¶And thus nature his purueance</l>
                  <l>Hath made for man to lyuen here.</l>
                  <l>But god, whiche hath the ſoule dere</l>
                  <l>Hath formed it in other wyſe,</l>
                  <l>That can no man pleynely deuiſe.</l>
                  <l>But as the clerkes vs enforme</l>
                  <l>That lyche to god it hath a forme.</l>
                  <l>Through which figure, &amp; which likeneſſe</l>
                  <l>The ſoule hath many an high nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>Appropried to his owne kynde.</l>
                  <l>But of hir wyttes ben made blynde</l>
                  <l>Al onelyche of this ylke poynte</l>
                  <l>That hir abydyng is conioynte</l>
                  <l>Forth with the body for to dwelle.</l>
                  <l>That one deſireth towarde belle</l>
                  <l>That other vpwarde to the heuen</l>
                  <l>So ſhall they neuer ſtonde in euen.</l>
                  <l>But if the fleſſhe be ouercome</l>
                  <l>And that the ſoule haue holly nome</l>
                  <l>The gouernance: and that is ſelde</l>
                  <l>whyle that the fleſſhe him may bewelde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>All erthely thynge, whiche god began</l>
                  <l>was only made to ſerue man.</l>
                  <l>But he the ſoule all onely made</l>
                  <l>Hym ſeluen for to ſerue and glade.</l>
                  <l>All other beſtes that men fynde</l>
                  <l>They ſeruen vnto her owne kynde.</l>
                  <l>But to reaſon the ſoule ſerueth</l>
                  <l>wherof the man his thonke deſerueth</l>
                  <l>And get hym with his workes goode</l>
                  <l>The perdurable lyues foode.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb n="144" facs="tcp:7065:153"/>
               <head>☞Hic laquitur vlterin<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> de diuiſione terre: que poſt diluuium tribus filiis Noe in tres partes ſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licet Aſiam, Affricam / et Europam diuidevatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of what matere it ſhall be tolde</l>
                  <l>A tale lyketh many folde</l>
                  <l>The better, if that it be ſpoke pleyne</l>
                  <l>Thus thynke I for to tourne ageyne</l>
                  <l>And telle plenerly therfore</l>
                  <l>Of the erthe, wherof nowe tofore</l>
                  <l>I ſpake, and of the water eke</l>
                  <l>So as theſe olde bokes ſpeke</l>
                  <l>And ſette properly the bounde</l>
                  <l>After the forme of Mappamounde</l>
                  <l>Through which the grounde by purparties</l>
                  <l>Departed is in thre parties</l>
                  <l>That is Aſye, Affrike, Europe</l>
                  <l>The whiche vnder the heuen cope</l>
                  <l>Begrypeth all this erthe rounde</l>
                  <l>As ferre as ſtretcheth any ground.</l>
                  <l>But after that the high wreche</l>
                  <l>The water weyes let out ſeche</l>
                  <l>And ouergo the hylles bye</l>
                  <l>whiche euery kynde made dye</l>
                  <l>That vpon myddell erth ſtode</l>
                  <l>Out take Noe, and his bloode</l>
                  <l>His ſonnes, and his doughters thre</l>
                  <l>They were ſaue, and ſo was he.</l>
                  <l>Her names, who that rede ryght</l>
                  <l>Sem, Cam, Iaphet, the brethern hyght</l>
                  <l>And whan thylke almighty bonde</l>
                  <l>withdrough the water fro the londe</l>
                  <l>And all the rage was away:</l>
                  <l>And erth was the mans waye:</l>
                  <l>The ſonnes thre, of whiche I tolde</l>
                  <l>Ryght after that hem ſelfe wolde</l>
                  <l>This worlde departe they begonne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Aſia, whiche lay to the ſonne</l>
                  <l>Vpon the marche of Oryent</l>
                  <l>was graunted by commune aſſent</l>
                  <l>To Sem, whiche was the ſonne eldeſt</l>
                  <l>For that partie was the beſt</l>
                  <l>And double, as moche as other two.</l>
                  <l>And was that tyme bounded ſo</l>
                  <l>wher as the floud, whiche men Nile calleth</l>
                  <l>Departed fro his cours, and falleth</l>
                  <l>In to the ſee Alexandryne</l>
                  <l>There taketh Aſye firſt ſeſyne</l>
                  <l>Towardeth weſte, and ouer this</l>
                  <l>Of Canabim, where the flode is</l>
                  <l>In to the great ſee rennende</l>
                  <l>Fro that in to the worldes ende</l>
                  <l>Eſtwarde Aſye it is algates</l>
                  <l>Tyll that men comen to the gates</l>
                  <l>Of paradys, and there ho.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhortely for to ſpeake it ſo</l>
                  <l>Of Orient in generall</l>
                  <l>within his bounde Aſye hath all.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De Affrica et Europa.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ And than vpon that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>weſtwarde, as it fell thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>The brother, whiche was hote Cam</l>
                  <l>Vnto his parte Affryke nam.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iaphet Europe tho toke he</l>
                  <l>Thus parten they the worlde on thre.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But yet there ben of londes fele</l>
                  <l>In Occident, as for the chele</l>
                  <l>In oriente as for the hete</l>
                  <l>whiche of the people be forlete</l>
                  <l>As londe deſerte, that is vnable</l>
                  <l>For it may not ben habitable.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota de mare, quod magnu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Oceanu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> dicitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ The water eke hath ſondry bounde</l>
                  <l>After the londe, where it is founde</l>
                  <l>And takth his name of thylke londes</l>
                  <l>where that it renneth on the ſtrondes.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But thilke ſe, whiche hath no wane.</l>
                  <l>Is cleped the great Ocean:</l>
                  <l>Out of whiche aryſe and come</l>
                  <l>The hye flouddes all and ſome.</l>
                  <l>Is none ſo lytell well ſprynge</l>
                  <l>whiche there ne takth his begynnynge</l>
                  <l>And lyche a man that lacketh brethe</l>
                  <l>By wey of kynde, ſo it gethe</l>
                  <l>Out of the ſee, and in ageyne</l>
                  <l>The water as the bokes ſeyne.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota hic ſecundum philoſophum de quinto ele<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>mento, quod omnia ſub celo creata infra ſuum am<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>bitum continet, cui nomen orbis ſpecialiter appro<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>priatum eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of elementes the properties</l>
                  <l>How that they ſtonden by degrees</l>
                  <l>As I haue tolde, nowe myght thou here</l>
                  <l>My good ſonne all the matere</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:154"/>
                  <l>Of erthe, of water, ayre, and fyre.</l>
                  <l>And for thou ſayſt, that thy deſyre</l>
                  <l>Is for to weten ouermore</l>
                  <l>The forme of Ariſtotles lore.</l>
                  <l>He ſayth in his entendement</l>
                  <l>That yet there is an element</l>
                  <l>Aboue the foure, and is the fyfte</l>
                  <l>Set of the highe goddes yefte:</l>
                  <l>The whiche that Orbis cleped is.</l>
                  <l>And therupon he telleth this</l>
                  <l>That as the ſhelle bole and ſounde</l>
                  <l>Encloſeth all aboute rounde</l>
                  <l>what thynge within a neye belongeth:</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo this Orbis vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>Theſe elementes euerychone</l>
                  <l>whiche I haue ſpoke of one and one.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ouer this nowe take good hede</l>
                  <l>My ſonne: for I wol procede</l>
                  <l>To ſpeake vpon Mathematyke</l>
                  <l>whiche grounded is on Theoryke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſcience of Aſtronomye</l>
                  <l>I thynke for to ſpecifye</l>
                  <l>without whiche to tell playne</l>
                  <l>All other ſcience is in vayne</l>
                  <l>Towarde the ſchole of erthly thynges.</l>
                  <l>For as an egle with his wynges</l>
                  <l>Fleeth aboue all that men fynde</l>
                  <l>So doth this ſcience in his kynde.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Lege planetarum magis inferiora reguntur</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ed interdum regula fallit opus.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ante deo, ſapiens dominabitur aſtris,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> nec immerito quod nouitatis agunt.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic ſoquitur de artis Mathematice quarta <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, que aſtronomia nuncupatur, cui eciam A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſti<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ogia ſocia connumeratur, Sed primo de ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>em planetis, que inter aſtra potenciores exiſtu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t, I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> piendo a luna ſeorſum tractare intendit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Bynethe vpon this erthe here</l>
                  <l>Of all thynges the matere</l>
                  <l>As tellen vs they, that ben lerned</l>
                  <l>Of thynge aboue it ſtont gouerned</l>
                  <l>That is to ſeyne of the planetes</l>
                  <l>The cheles bothe, and eke the hetes.</l>
                  <l>The chaunces of the worlde alſo</l>
                  <l>That we fortune clepen ſo</l>
                  <l>Amonge the mennes nacion</l>
                  <l>All is through conſtellacion</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſome man hath the wele:</l>
                  <l>And ſome men haue diſeſes fele</l>
                  <l>In loue as well as other thynges.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtate of realmes, and of kynges</l>
                  <l>In tyme of pees, in tyme of werre</l>
                  <l>It is conceiued of the ſterre.</l>
                  <l>And thus ſeyth the naturien</l>
                  <l>whiche is an Aſtonomyen.</l>
                  <l>But the diuine ſaith other wyſe</l>
                  <l>That if men were good and wyſe</l>
                  <l>And pleſant vnto the godhede</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde not the ſterres drede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For one man, if hym well befalle</l>
                  <l>Is more worthe than be they all</l>
                  <l>Towardes hym, that weldeth all.</l>
                  <l>But yet the lawe originall</l>
                  <l>whiche he hath ſet in the natures</l>
                  <l>Mot worchen in the creatures</l>
                  <l>That therof may be none obſtacle</l>
                  <l>But if it ſtonde vpon miracle</l>
                  <l>Through praier of ſom holy man.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for thy ſo as I began</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke vpon aſtronomye</l>
                  <l>As it is write in the clergie</l>
                  <l>To telle howe the planetes fare</l>
                  <l>Some parte I thynke to delare</l>
                  <l>My ſonne vnto thin audience.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Aſtronomy is the ſcience</l>
                  <l>Of wiſdom and of high coninnge</l>
                  <l>whiche makth a man haue knowleching</l>
                  <l>Of ſterres in the fermament</l>
                  <l>Figure, circle, and mouement</l>
                  <l>Of eche of hem in ſondry place:</l>
                  <l>And what betwene hem is of ſpace</l>
                  <l>Howe ſo they moue or ſtonde faſt</l>
                  <l>All this it telleth to the laſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Aſſembled with aſtronomy</l>
                  <l>Is eke that ilke aſtrology</l>
                  <l>The whiche in iugement accounteth</l>
                  <l>Theffecte, what euery ſterre amounteth.</l>
                  <l>And howe they cauſen many a wonder</l>
                  <l>To the clymates, that ſtond hem vnder.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to telle it more pleyne</l>
                  <l>Theſe olde philoſophers ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That Orbis, whiche I ſpake of er</l>
                  <l>Is that, whiche fro therthe a ferre</l>
                  <l>Beholde, and firmament it calle</l>
                  <l>In whiche the ſterres ſtonden all.</l>
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                  <l>Amonge the whiche in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Planettes ſeuen principalle</l>
                  <l>There ben, that mannes ſyght demeth:</l>
                  <l>By thorizont, as to vs ſemeth.</l>
                  <l>And alſo there ben ſignes twelue</l>
                  <l>whiche haue her cercles by hem ſelue</l>
                  <l>Compaſſed in the Zodiake:</l>
                  <l>In whiche they haue her places take.</l>
                  <l>And as they ſtonden in degre</l>
                  <l>Her cercles more or leſſe be</l>
                  <l>Made after the proportion</l>
                  <l>Of the erthe, whoſe condicion</l>
                  <l>Is ſette, to be fundament</l>
                  <l>To ſuſteyne vp the firmament.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And by this ſkylle a man may knowe</l>
                  <l>The more that they ſtonden lowe</l>
                  <l>The more ben the cercles laſſe</l>
                  <l>That cauſeth why that ſome paſſe</l>
                  <l>Her due cours tofore an other.</l>
                  <l>But nowe my lieue dere brother</l>
                  <l>As thou deſyreſt for to wyte</l>
                  <l>what I fynde in the bokes wryte</l>
                  <l>To telle of the planettes ſeuen</l>
                  <l>How that they ſtonde vpon the heuen:</l>
                  <l>And in what point that they ben in</l>
                  <l>Take hede: for I woll begyn:</l>
                  <l>So as the philoſopher taught</l>
                  <l>To Alyſaunder and it be taught</l>
                  <l>wherof that he was fully taught</l>
                  <l>Of wyſdom, which was him betaught.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota hic de prima planeta / que aliis inferior luna dicitur.</head>
               <l>¶ Benethe all other ſtont the Mone</l>
               <l>The whiche hath with the ſee to done</l>
               <l>Of floodes hygh, &amp; ebbes lowe</l>
               <l>Vpon his chaunge it ſhall be knowe.</l>
               <l>And euery fyſſhe, whiche hath a ſhelle</l>
               <l>Mote in his gouernaunce dwelle</l>
               <l>To wexe and wane in his degre</l>
               <l>As by the mone a man may ſe</l>
               <l>And all that ſtont vpon the grounde</l>
               <l>Of his moyſture, it mote be founde.</l>
               <l>All other ſterres, as men fynde</l>
               <l>Ben ſhynende of her owne kynde</l>
               <l>Out take only the mone lyght</l>
               <l>whiche is not of hym ſelfe bryght</l>
               <l>But as he takth it of the ſonne.</l>
               <l>And yet he hath nought all full wonne</l>
               <l>His light, that he nis ſomdell derke</l>
               <l>But what the lette is of that werke</l>
               <l>In Almageſt it telleth this.</l>
               <l>The mones cercle ſo lowe is</l>
               <l>wherof the ſonne oute of his ſtage</l>
               <l>Ne ſeth him not with full viſage</l>
               <l>For he is with the grounde beſhaded</l>
               <l>So that the mone is ſomdele faded</l>
               <l>And may not fully ſhine clere.</l>
               <l>But what man vnder his powere</l>
               <l>Is bore, he ſhall his place chaunge</l>
               <l>And ſeche many londes ſtraunge.</l>
               <l>And as of this condicion</l>
               <l>The mones diſpoſicion</l>
               <l>Vpon the londe of Alemayne</l>
               <l>Is ſet, and eke vpon Britayne</l>
               <l>whiche nowe is cleped Englonde</l>
               <l>For they trauayle in euery londe.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ De ſecunda planeta, que Mercurine dicitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of the planetes the ſeconde.</l>
                  <l>Aboue the mone hath take his bonde</l>
                  <l>Mercurye: and his nature is this</l>
                  <l>That vnder him who that borne is</l>
                  <l>In boke he ſhall be ſtudious</l>
                  <l>And in writinge curious</l>
                  <l>And ſlowe and luſtles to trauayle</l>
                  <l>In thinge, whiche els might auayle</l>
                  <l>He loueth eſe, he loueth reſt</l>
                  <l>So is be not the worthieſt.</l>
                  <l>But yet with ſomdele beſineſſe</l>
                  <l>His hert is ſet vpon rycheſſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as in this condicion</l>
                  <l>Theffecte and diſpoſicion</l>
                  <l>Of this planete, and of his chaunce</l>
                  <l>Is moſte in Borgoyne, and in Fraunce.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ De tercia planeta / que Venus dicitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Next to Mercurye as wolle befalle</l>
                  <l>Stont that planet, whiche men call</l>
                  <l>Venus: whoſe conſtellacion</l>
                  <l>Gouerneth all the nacion</l>
                  <l>Of louers, where they ſpede or none.</l>
                  <l>Of whiche I trowe thou be one.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whetherward thin happes wende</l>
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                  <l>Shall this planete ſhewe at ende</l>
                  <l>As it hath do to many mo.</l>
                  <l>To ſome wel, to ſome wo.</l>
                  <l>And netheles of this planete</l>
                  <l>The moſte party is ſofte and ſwete.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For who that therof takth his byrth</l>
                  <l>He ſhall deſire ioy and myrthe</l>
                  <l>Gentyl curtoys and debonayre</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke his wordes ſofte and fayre</l>
                  <l>Suche ſhal he be by wey of kinde.</l>
                  <l>And ouerall where he may fynde</l>
                  <l>Pleſaunce of loue, his herte boweth</l>
                  <l>with all his might and ther he woweth.</l>
                  <l>He is ſo forforth amorous</l>
                  <l>He not what thinge is vicious.</l>
                  <l>Touchend loue for that lawe</l>
                  <l>There may no maner man withdrawe</l>
                  <l>The whiche Veneryen is bore</l>
                  <l>By wey of kinde, And therfore</l>
                  <l>Venus of loue the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Is cleped, but of wanto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>neſſe</l>
                  <l>The climate of her lecherye</l>
                  <l>Is moſt comune in lumbardye.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> de ſole, qui medio planetarum reſidens, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>rum principatum obtinet.</head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Next vnto this planete of loue</l>
               <l>The bright ſonne ſtont aboue</l>
               <l>whiche is the hind<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rer of the night</l>
               <l>And fortherer of the dayes light:</l>
               <l>As he whiche is the worldes eye</l>
               <l>Through whome the luſty companye</l>
               <l>Of fowles by the morowe ſinge:</l>
               <l>The freſſhe floures ſprede and ſpringe</l>
               <l>The hygh tre the grounde beſhadeth</l>
               <l>And euery mans hert gladdeth</l>
               <l>And for it is the hede planete</l>
               <l>Howe that he ſitteth in his ſete</l>
               <l>Of what richeſſe, of what nobleye</l>
               <l>Theſe bokes telle: and thus they ſeye.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota de curru ſolis, necnon de v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rio eiuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dem apparatu,</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of golde gliſtrende ſpoke and whele</l>
                  <l>The ſonne his carte hath faire and wele</l>
                  <l>In whiche he ſitte, and is coroned</l>
                  <l>with bright ſtones enuyroned:</l>
                  <l>Of whiche if that I ſpeke ſhall</l>
                  <l>There be tofore in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Set in the front of his corone</l>
                  <l>Thre ſtones, whiche no perſone</l>
                  <l>Hath vpon erth, and the firſt is</l>
                  <l>By name cleped Licuchis.</l>
                  <l>That other two cleped thus</l>
                  <l>Aſtrices and Ceraunus</l>
                  <l>In his corone, and alſo behynde</l>
                  <l>By olde bokes as I fynde</l>
                  <l>There ben of worthy ſtones thre</l>
                  <l>Set eche of hem in his degre</l>
                  <l>wherof a Chriſtall is that one</l>
                  <l>whiche that corone is ſette vpon.</l>
                  <l>The ſeconde is an adamant.</l>
                  <l>The thirde is noble and auenaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped is Idriades</l>
                  <l>And ouer this yet netheles</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſydes of the werke</l>
                  <l>After the wrytynge of the clerke.</l>
                  <l>There ſytten fyue ſtones mo</l>
                  <l>The Smaragdine is one of tho</l>
                  <l>Iaſpis and Elitropius</l>
                  <l>And Vendides and Iacinctus.</l>
                  <l>Lo thus the corone is beſet</l>
                  <l>wherof it ſhyneth well the bet</l>
                  <l>And in ſuche wyſe his lyght to ſprede</l>
                  <l>Syt with his Diademe on heed</l>
                  <l>The ſonne ſhynende in his carte</l>
                  <l>And for to lede hym ſwithe and ſmarte</l>
                  <l>After the bryght dayes lawe</l>
                  <l>There ben ordeyned for to drawe</l>
                  <l>Four hors his chare, and hym withall</l>
                  <l>wherof the na<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> telle I ſhall.</l>
                  <l>Eritheus the firſt is hote</l>
                  <l>The whiche is redde and ſhyneth hote</l>
                  <l>The ſeconde Acteos the bryght</l>
                  <l>Lampes the thirde courſer hight</l>
                  <l>And Philogeus is the ferth</l>
                  <l>That bringen lyght vnto this erth</l>
                  <l>And gone ſo ſwifte vpon the heuen</l>
                  <l>In foure and twenty houres euen</l>
                  <l>The carte with the bryght ſonne</l>
                  <l>They drawe, ſo that ouer ronne</l>
                  <l>They haue vnder the cercles bye</l>
                  <l>All mydde erthe in ſuche an bye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the ſonne is ouer all</l>
                  <l>The chefe planet imperiall</l>
                  <l>Aboue hym and beneth hym thre</l>
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                  <l>And thus betwene hem renneth he</l>
                  <l>As he that hath the middel place</l>
                  <l>Amonge the ſeuen: and of his face</l>
                  <l>Ben glad all erthely creatures</l>
                  <l>And taken after the natures</l>
                  <l>Her eaſe and recreacion.</l>
                  <l>And in his conſtellacion</l>
                  <l>who that is bore in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Of good wille and of liberall</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be founde in all place</l>
                  <l>And alſo ſtonden in mochel grace</l>
                  <l>Toward the lordes for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>And great profyte and thonke deſerue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer that it cauſeth yet</l>
                  <l>A man to be ſubtyl of witte</l>
                  <l>To worch in golde, and to be wiſe</l>
                  <l>In euery thinge, whiche is of priſe.</l>
                  <l>But for to ſpeken in what coſt</l>
                  <l>Of all this erth he regneth moſt</l>
                  <l>As for wiſdom it is in grece</l>
                  <l>where is appropred thilke ſpece.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de quinta planeta / que Mars dicitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Mars the planete bataillous</l>
                  <l>Next to the ſonne glorious</l>
                  <l>Aboue ſtant, and doth meruailles</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fortune of batayles.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Conquerours by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>were vnto this planete holde.</l>
                  <l>But who that his natyuite</l>
                  <l>Hath take vpon the propirte</l>
                  <l>Of Martis diſpoſicion</l>
                  <l>By wey of conſtellacion</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be fers and full haſtyfe</l>
                  <l>And deſirous of werre and ſtrife.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for to tellen ridily</l>
                  <l>In what climate moſt commonly</l>
                  <l>That this planete hath his effecte.</l>
                  <l>Saide is, that he hath his aſpecte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the holy londe ſo caſte</l>
                  <l>That there is no pees ſtedfaſte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota de ſexta planeta / que Iupiter dicitur.</head>
               <l>¶Aboue Mars vpon the heuen</l>
               <l>The ſixte planete of the ſeuen</l>
               <l>Stant Iupiter the delicate</l>
               <l>whiche cauſeth pees, and no debate.</l>
               <l>For he is cleped the planete</l>
               <l>whiche of his kynde ſofte and ſwete</l>
               <l>Attempreth all that to hym longeth.</l>
               <l>And whom this planette vnderfongeth</l>
               <l>To ſtonde vpon his regiment</l>
               <l>He ſhall be meke and pacient</l>
               <l>And fortunate to marchandye</l>
               <l>And luſty to delicacie</l>
               <l>In euery thynge, whiche he ſhall do.</l>
               <l>This Iupiter is cauſe alſo</l>
               <l>Of the ſcience of lyght werkes</l>
               <l>And in this wyſe tellen clerkes</l>
               <l>He is the planette of delyces.</l>
               <l>But in Egypte of his offices</l>
               <l>He reygneth moſte in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>For there ben luſtes ouer all</l>
               <l>Of all that to this lyfe befalleth.</l>
               <l>For there no ſtormy weder falleth</l>
               <l>whiche myght greue man or beeſt</l>
               <l>And eke the londe is ſo honeſt</l>
               <l>That it is plentuous and playne</l>
               <l>There is no ydell grounde in vayne</l>
               <l>And vpon ſuche felicite</l>
               <l>Stant Iupiter in his degre.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De ſeptima planeta, que reliquis celcior Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turnus dictus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The hyeſt, and abouen all</l>
                  <l>Stant that planet, whiche men call</l>
                  <l>Saturnus, whoſe complection</l>
                  <l>Is colde, and his condicion</l>
                  <l>Cauſeth malice and cruelte</l>
                  <l>To hym, whoſe natiuite</l>
                  <l>Is ſet vnder his gouernaunce.</l>
                  <l>For all his werkes ben greuaunce</l>
                  <l>And ennemye to mans hele</l>
                  <l>In what degre that he ſhall dele.</l>
                  <l>His clymate is in oryent</l>
                  <l>where that he is moſt violent.</l>
                  <l>¶Of the planettes by and by</l>
                  <l>Howe that they ſtonde vpon the ſky</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt as thou myght here</l>
                  <l>was Alyſander made to lere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ouer this touchende his lore</l>
                  <l>Of thyng, that they him taughten more</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſcholes of clergy</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken the philoſophy.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>POST QVAM DICTVM</hi> eſt de ſepte<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> planetis, quibus ſigule ſeptimane dies
<pb facs="tcp:7065:156"/> ſingulariter attitulantur dicendum eſt iam de duo decim ſignis, per que .xij. menſes anni variis tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poribus effectus varios aſſequu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tur.</head>
               <l>¶ He whiche departeth daye fro nyght</l>
               <l>That one derke, and that other bryght</l>
               <l>Of ſeuen dayes made a weke</l>
               <l>A monthe of foure wekes eke</l>
               <l>He hath ordeyned in his lawe.</l>
               <l>Of mouthes twelue, and eke forthdraw</l>
               <l>He hath alſo the longe yere.</l>
               <l>And as he ſette of his powere</l>
               <l>Accordaunt to the dayes ſeuen</l>
               <l>Planettes ſeuen vpon the heuen</l>
               <l>As thou tofore haſt herde deuyſe</l>
               <l>To ſpeke ryght in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>To euery monthe by hym ſelue</l>
               <l>Vpon the heuen, of ſygnes twelue</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> hath after his ordinall</l>
               <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>igned one in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>wherof ſo as I ſhall reherſen</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> tydes of the yere diuerſen.</l>
               <l>But pleynly for to make it knowe</l>
               <l>Now that the ſignes ſyt a rowe</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> after other by degre</l>
               <l>In ſubſtaunce and in properte</l>
               <l>The Zodiake comprehendeth</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> his cercle, and it appendeth.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>IA HIC</hi> de primo ſigno, quod aries <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> menſis ſpecialiter Marc<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> appropria<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>. <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <hi>in primo produxit adeſſe creata.</hi>
               </head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And as it ſeith in almageſte</l>
                  <l>Of ſterres twelue vpon this beeſt</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>en ſette, wherof in his degre</l>
                  <l>The wo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>be hath two, the heed hath thre</l>
                  <l>The tayle hath ſeuen, and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>As thou myght here me deuyſe</l>
                  <l>Stant Aries, whiche hote and drye</l>
                  <l>Is of hym ſelfe, and in partie</l>
                  <l>He is the recepte and the hous</l>
                  <l>Of myghty Mars the bataylous.</l>
                  <l>And ouermore eke as I fynde</l>
                  <l>The creature of all kynde</l>
                  <l>Vpon this ſigne firſte began</l>
                  <l>The worlde, whan that hem de man</l>
                  <l>And of this conſtellacion</l>
                  <l>The very operacion</l>
                  <l>Auaileth, if a man therin</l>
                  <l>The purpoſe of his werke begin.</l>
                  <l>For than he hath of properte</l>
                  <l>Good ſpede and great felicite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The twelue monethes of the yere</l>
                  <l>Attitled vnder the powere</l>
                  <l>Of theſe twelue ſignes ſtonde</l>
                  <l>wherof that thou ſhalt vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>This Aries oute of the twelue</l>
                  <l>Hath Marche attitled for him ſelue</l>
                  <l>whan euery byrd ſhall cheſe his make</l>
                  <l>And euery adder, and euery ſnake</l>
                  <l>And euery reptyle, whiche may moue</l>
                  <l>His might aſſaieth for to proue</l>
                  <l>To crepen oute ayeine the ſonne</l>
                  <l>whan vere his ſeaſon hath begonne.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Secundum ſignu dicitur Taurus, cuius men ſis eſt Aprilis. <hi>Quo prius occultas inuenit herba vias.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶Taurus the ſeconde after this</l>
               <l>Of ſignes, whiche fygured is</l>
               <l>Vnto a boolle drye and colde</l>
               <l>And as it is in bokes tolde</l>
               <l>He is the hows appertinaunt</l>
               <l>To Venus ſomdele diſcordaunt.</l>
               <l>This boolle is eke with ſterres ſet</l>
               <l>Through whiche he hath his hornes knet</l>
               <l>Vnto the tayle of Aries</l>
               <l>So is he not there ſterreles.</l>
               <l>Vpon his breſt eke eyghten</l>
               <l>He hath, and eke as it is ſene</l>
               <l>Vpon his taile ſtande other two</l>
               <l>His month aſſigned eke alſo</l>
               <l>Is Aueryl, whiche of ſhowres</l>
               <l>Miniſtreth wey vnto the floures.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞Tercium ſignum dicitur Gemini, cuius men<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſis Maius eſt. <hi>Quo volucru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> cantus gaudet de floribus ortis,</hi>
               </head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The thyrde ſigne is Gemini</l>
                  <l>whiche is figured redily</l>
                  <l>Liche to two twinnes of man kinde</l>
                  <l>That naked ſtonde: And as I finde</l>
                  <l>They ben with ſterres wel bigo</l>
                  <pb n="147" facs="tcp:7065:156"/>
                  <l>The hede hath parte of thilke t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o</l>
                  <l>That ſh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> vpon the boolles tayle</l>
                  <l>So be<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> they both of a parayle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But of the wo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>e of Gemini</l>
                  <l>Ben fyue ſterres not for thy.</l>
                  <l>And eke vpon the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ete bentwey</l>
                  <l>So as theſe olde <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> feye</l>
                  <l>That wyſe Ptholomeus wrote</l>
                  <l>His propremonthe wel I wote</l>
                  <l>Aſſigned is the luſty May</l>
                  <l>wha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> euery brydde vpon his laye</l>
                  <l>Emonge the grene leues ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>geth</l>
                  <l>And loue of his poynture ſtingeth</l>
                  <l>After the lawes of nature</l>
                  <l>The yongthe of euery creature.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Quarium ſignum Cancer dicitur / cuius men ſis Iumus eſt. <hi>Quo falcat pratis pabula tonſor equis.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Cancer after the rule and ſpace</l>
               <l>Of ſignes halt the forth place.</l>
               <l>Lyke to the crabbe he hath ſemblaunce</l>
               <l>And hath vnto his retimaunce</l>
               <l>Xvi. ſterres, wherof ten</l>
               <l>So as theſe olde wyſe men</l>
               <l>Diſcriue, he hereth on him tofore</l>
               <l>And in the middel two before</l>
               <l>And .iiii. he hath vpon his ende</l>
               <l>Thus goeth he ſterred in his kende.</l>
               <l>And of him ſelfe is moyſte and colde</l>
               <l>And he is the propre hous and holde</l>
               <l>whiche apperteyneth to the mone</l>
               <l>And doeth what longeth him to done.</l>
               <l>The month of Iune vnto this ſigne</l>
               <l>Thou ſhalte after the rule aſſygne.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Quintum ſignum Leo dicitur / cuius menſis Inlius eſt. <hi>Quo magis ad terras expandit Lucifer ignis.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶The fyfthe ſigne is Leo hote</l>
               <l>whos kynbe is ſhape drye and hote</l>
               <l>In whome the ſonne hath herbergage</l>
               <l>And the ſemblaunce of his ymage</l>
               <l>Is a lyon, whiche in bayllye</l>
               <l>Of ſterres hath his purpartye</l>
               <l>The foure, whiche as Cancer hath</l>
               <l>Vpon his ende Leo tath.</l>
               <l>Vpon his heed and than neſte</l>
               <l>He hath eke foure vpon his breſte.</l>
               <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> vpon his tayle behynde</l>
               <l>In <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> bokes as I fynde.</l>
               <l>His propre mouth is Iule by name:</l>
               <l>In whiche men played ma<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> a game.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Septum ſignum Virgo dicitur, cuius menſis Auguſtus eſt. <hi>Quo nacuata prius pubes replet horrea meſsis.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶After Leo, Virgo the nexte</l>
               <l>Of ſignes cleped is the ſexte:</l>
               <l>wherof the fygure is a mayde</l>
               <l>And as the philoſopher ſayde</l>
               <l>She is the welth, and the ryſynge</l>
               <l>The luſt, the ioy, and the lykynge</l>
               <l>Vnto Mercury: and ſothe to ſaye</l>
               <l>She is with ſterres well be ſaye</l>
               <l>wherof Leo hath lent her one</l>
               <l>whiche ſette on hye her heed vpon</l>
               <l>Her wombe hath .v. her<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ete alſo</l>
               <l>Haue other fyue: and euer mo</l>
               <l>Touchende as of complexion</l>
               <l>By kyndley diſpoſition</l>
               <l>Of drye and colde this mayden is.</l>
               <l>And for to tellen ouer this</l>
               <l>Her mouth, thou ſhalte vnderſtonde</l>
               <l>whan euery felde hath corne in honde</l>
               <l>And many a man his backe hath plyed</l>
               <l>Vnto to this ſygne is Auguſt applyed.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Septimum ſignum Libra dicitur, cuius menſis September eſt. <hi>Vinea quo Bacchum preſſa liquore colit.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶After Virgo to reken in euen</l>
               <l>Libra ſyt in the nombre of ſeuen</l>
               <l>whiche hath figure and reſemblaunce</l>
               <l>Vnto a man, whiche a balaunce</l>
               <l>Bereth in his honde, as for to weye</l>
               <l>In boke and as it may be ſeye:</l>
               <l>Dyuers ſterres to hym longeth</l>
               <l>wherof o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> heed he vnderfongeth</l>
               <l>Firſt thre, and eke his wombe hath two,</l>
               <l>And downe beneth .viii. other mo.</l>
               <l>This ſigne is hote and moyſt both</l>
               <l>The whiche thynges be not loth</l>
               <l>Vnto Venus, ſo that alofte</l>
               <l>She reſteth in his hous full ofte</l>
               <l>And eke Saturne often hyed</l>
               <l>Is in the ſygne and magnifyed.</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:157"/>
               <l>His propre month is ſayd Septembre</l>
               <l>whiche yeueth men cauſe to remembre</l>
               <l>If any ſore be lefte behynde</l>
               <l>Of thinge, whiche greue may to kynde.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ De<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>au<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſignu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Scorpio dicitur / cuius me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Octobris eft. <hi>Floribus excluſis hyems qui ianitor extat.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶Amonge the ſygnes vpon heyght</l>
               <l>The ſigne, whiche is nombred eyght</l>
               <l>Is Scorpio, whiche as ſelon</l>
               <l>Fygured is a Scorpion.</l>
               <l>But for all that yet netheleſſe</l>
               <l>Is Scorpio not ſterleſſe.</l>
               <l>For Libra graunteth him his ende</l>
               <l>Of .viii. ſterres, where he wende</l>
               <l>The whiche vpon his hede aſſyſed</l>
               <l>He bereth, and eke there ben deuiſed</l>
               <l>Vpon his wombe ſterres thre</l>
               <l>And .viii. vpon his taile hath he.</l>
               <l>whiche of his kinde is moyſte and colde</l>
               <l>And vnbehouely many folde.</l>
               <l>He harmeth Venus and empeyreth</l>
               <l>But Mars vnto his hows repeyreth</l>
               <l>But ware whan they togider dwellen.</l>
               <l>His propre monthe is, as men tellen</l>
               <l>Octobre, whiche bringeth the kalende</l>
               <l>Of winter, that cometh nexte ſuende.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Nonum ſignum ſagittarius dicitur / cuius me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> nembris eft. <hi>Quo multum bibulo linquit ſua nomina vino.</hi>
               </head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The .ix. ſigne in Nouembre alſo</l>
                  <l>whiche foloweth after Scorpio</l>
                  <l>Is cleped Sagittarius</l>
                  <l>The whos figure is marked thus.</l>
                  <l>A monſtre with a bowe on honde</l>
                  <l>On whome that ſondry ſterres ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Thilke .viii. of whiche I ſpake tofore</l>
                  <l>The whiche vpon the taile ben lore</l>
                  <l>Of Scorpio the hede all fayre</l>
                  <l>Be ſpreden of the ſagittaire</l>
                  <l>And .viii. of other ſtonden euen</l>
                  <l>Vpon his wombe, and other ſeuen</l>
                  <l>There ſtonden vpon his taile behinde</l>
                  <l>And he is hote and drye of kinde.</l>
                  <l>To Iupiter his hows is fre</l>
                  <l>But to Mercurye in his degre</l>
                  <l>(For they be not of one aſſent)</l>
                  <l>He worcheth great empeirement.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This ſigne hath of his properte</l>
                  <l>A month, whiche of dewte</l>
                  <l>After the ſeſon that befalleth</l>
                  <l>The plough oxe in winter ſtalleth.</l>
                  <l>And fyre in to the halle he bringeth</l>
                  <l>And thylke drinke, of which men ſingeth</l>
                  <l>He torneth muſt in to the wine</l>
                  <l>Than is the larder of the ſwyne</l>
                  <l>That is Nouembre whiche I mene</l>
                  <l>whan that the leef hath loſt his grene.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Decimum ſignum Capricornius dicitur / cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ius menſis decembris eſt. <hi>Ipſe diem nauo noctem <expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> giganti figurat.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶The tenthe ſigne drye and colde</l>
               <l>The whiche is Capricornus tolde</l>
               <l>Vnto a gote hath reſemblance</l>
               <l>For whoſe loue, and whoſe aqueintance</l>
               <l>within his houſe to ſoiourne</l>
               <l>It lyketh well vnto Saturne.</l>
               <l>But to the Mone it lyketh nought</l>
               <l>For no profyt is there wrought</l>
               <l>This ſygne as of his proprete</l>
               <l>Vpon his heed hath ſterres thre</l>
               <l>And eke vpon his wombe two</l>
               <l>And twey vpon his tayle alſo.</l>
               <l>Decembre after the yeres formes</l>
               <l>So as the bokes vs enformes</l>
               <l>with dayes ſhorte and nyghtes longe</l>
               <l>This ylke ſygne hath vnderfonge.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Vndecimum ſignum Aquarius dicitur cuius menſis Ianuarius eft. <hi>Quo lanus vultum duplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> conuertit in annum.</hi>
               </head>
               <l>¶Of tho that ſytten vpon the heuen</l>
               <l>Of ſignes in the nombre enleuen</l>
               <l>Aquarius hath take his place</l>
               <l>And ſtant well in Saturnus grace:</l>
               <l>whiche dwelleth in his herbergage</l>
               <l>But to the ſonne he doth outrage.</l>
               <l>This ſygne is verayly reſembled</l>
               <l>Lyche to a man, whiche halte aſſembled</l>
               <l>In eyther honde a water ſpout</l>
               <l>wherof the ſtremes rennen out.</l>
               <l>He is of kynde moyſt and hote</l>
               <l>And he that of the ſterres wote</l>
               <pb n="148" facs="tcp:7065:157"/>
               <l>Saith, that he hath of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>terres two</l>
               <l>Vpon his heed, and haue of tho</l>
               <l>That Capricorne hath on his ende.</l>
               <l>And as the bokes maken mynde</l>
               <l>That Ptholomeus made hym ſelue</l>
               <l>He hathe he on his wombe twelue:</l>
               <l>And two vpon his ende ſtonde.</l>
               <l>Thou ſhalte alſo this vnderſtonde</l>
               <l>The froſty colde Ianiuere</l>
               <l>whan comen is the newe yere</l>
               <l>That Ianus with double face</l>
               <l>In his thayre hath take his place</l>
               <l>And loketh vpon bothe ſydes</l>
               <l>Some dele towarde the wynter tydes</l>
               <l>Some dele towarde the yere ſuende</l>
               <l>That is the monthe belongende</l>
               <l>Vnto this ſygne, and of his dole</l>
               <l>He yeueth the fyrſte primrole.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Duodecimum ſignum Piſcis dicitur, cuius men ſic Februarius eft. <hi>Quo plunie torrens <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>parum concitat amnes.</hi>
               </head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The .xij. whiche is laſt of all</l>
                  <l>Of ſignes, Piſcis men it call,</l>
                  <l>The whiche, as telleth the ſcripture</l>
                  <l>Bereth of two fyſſhes the fygure.</l>
                  <l>So is he colde and moyſt of kynde.</l>
                  <l>And eke with ſterres as I fynde</l>
                  <l>Be ſet in ſondry wyſe, as thus</l>
                  <l>Two of his ende Aquarius</l>
                  <l>Hath lent, vnto his heed, and two</l>
                  <l>This ſigne hath of his owne alſo</l>
                  <l>Vpon his wombe: and ouer this</l>
                  <l>Vpon his ende alſo there is</l>
                  <l>A nombre of twenty ſterres bryght</l>
                  <l>whiche is to ſene a wonder ſyght</l>
                  <l>Towarde this ſigne in to his hous</l>
                  <l>Comth Iupiter the glorious</l>
                  <l>And Venus eke with hym acordeth</l>
                  <l>To dwellen, as the boke recordeth.</l>
                  <l>The monthe vnto this ſigne ordeigned</l>
                  <l>Is Februar, whiche is bereigned.</l>
                  <l>And with londflodes in his rage</l>
                  <l>At fordes letteth the paſſage.</l>
                  <l>¶Nowe haſt thou herde the proprete</l>
                  <l>Of ſignes, but in his degre</l>
                  <l>Albumazare yet ouer this</l>
                  <l>Saithe, ſo as the erthe parted is</l>
                  <l>In foure: ryght ſo ben deuyſed</l>
                  <l>The ſygnes twelue, and ſtonde aſſiſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>That eche of hem in his partie</l>
                  <l>Hath hi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> clymate to iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>wherof the fyrſt regiment</l>
                  <l>Towarde the parte of Oryent</l>
                  <l>From Antioche, and that countre</l>
                  <l>Gouerned is of ſygnes thre:</l>
                  <l>That is Cancer, Virgo, Leo.</l>
                  <l>And towarde thoccident alſo</l>
                  <l>From Armeny, as I am lerned</l>
                  <l>Of Capricorne it ſtant gouerned</l>
                  <l>Of Piſcis and Aquarius.</l>
                  <l>And after hem I fynde thus</l>
                  <l>Southwarde fro Alyſander forthe</l>
                  <l>Tho ſignes, whiche moſt ben worth</l>
                  <l>In gouernaunce of that Doaire</l>
                  <l>Libra they ben and Sagittaire</l>
                  <l>with Scorpio, whiche is conioynt</l>
                  <l>with hem to ſtonde vpon that poynt</l>
                  <l>Of Conſtantynople the cite</l>
                  <l>(So as theſe bokes tellen me)</l>
                  <l>The laſt of this diuiſion</l>
                  <l>Stant vntowarde ſeptemtrion</l>
                  <l>where as by wey of porueance</l>
                  <l>Aries hath the gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>Forth with Taurus and Gemini</l>
                  <l>Thus ben the ſignes properly</l>
                  <l>Deuided, as it is reherſed</l>
                  <l>wherof the londes ben diuerſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus my ſon, as thou myght here</l>
                  <l>was Alyſaunder made to lere</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that weren for his lore.</l>
                  <l>But nowe to loken ouermore</l>
                  <l>Of other ſterres howe they fare</l>
                  <l>I thynke hereafter to declare</l>
                  <l>So as kynge Alyſaunder in youth</l>
                  <l>Of hym that ſuche ſygnes couth</l>
                  <l>Enformed was tofore his eye</l>
                  <l>By nyght vpon the ſterres ſye.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC</hi> tractat ſuper doctrina Nectanabi dum ipſe iuuenem Alexandrum inſtruxit de illis precipue quindecim ſtellis / vna cum carum ſapi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dibus et herbis, que ad artis Magice naturalis operacionem ſpecialius conueniunt.</head>
               <l>¶Vpon ſondry creacion</l>
               <l>Stant ſondry operacion</l>
               <l>Som worcheth this, ſom worcheth that</l>
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               <l>The fire is hote in his eſtate</l>
               <l>And brenneth what he may atteyne.</l>
               <l>The water may the fyre reſtreyne</l>
               <l>The whiche is colde and moyſt alſo</l>
               <l>Of other thynge it fareth ryght ſo</l>
               <l>Vpon the erthe amonge vs here</l>
               <l>And for to ſpeke in this manere</l>
               <l>Vpon the heuen as men may fynde</l>
               <l>The ſterres ben of ſondry kynde</l>
               <l>And worchen many ſondry thynges</l>
               <l>To vs, that bene her vnderlynges.</l>
               <l>Amonge the whiche forth withall</l>
               <l>Nectanabus in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>whiche was an Aſtronomyen</l>
               <l>And eke a great magycyen</l>
               <l>And vndertake hath thylke empriſe</l>
               <l>To Aliſandre in his appriſe</l>
               <l>As of magyke naturele</l>
               <l>To knowe, enformeth hym ſomdele</l>
               <l>Of certeyne ſterres what they mene</l>
               <l>Of whiche he ſeyth there ben fyftene.</l>
               <l>And ſondrily to euerychone</l>
               <l>A gras belongeth and a ſtone:</l>
               <l>wherof men worchen many a wonder</l>
               <l>To ſet thynge bothe vp and vnder.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ma ſtella vocatur Aldeboran, cuius la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> Ca<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>nne<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>lus, et herba anabulla eſt.</head>
               <l>¶ To tell ryght as he began</l>
               <l>The fyrſt ſterre Aldeboran</l>
               <l>The clereſt and the moſte of all</l>
               <l>By ryght name men it call</l>
               <l>whiche lyche is of condition</l>
               <l>To Mars, and of complexion</l>
               <l>To Venus, and hath therupon</l>
               <l>Carbunculum his propre ſtone.</l>
               <l>His herbe is annabulla named</l>
               <l>whiche is of great vertue proclamed.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Secunda ſtella vocatur Clota, feu Pliades, c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>s lapis Chriſtallum, et herba feniculus eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The ſeconde is not vertules</l>
               <l>Clota, or els Plyades</l>
               <l>It hate, and of the mones kynde</l>
               <l>He is: and alſo this I fynde</l>
               <l>He taketh of Mars complexion</l>
               <l>And lyche to ſuche condition.</l>
               <l>His ſtone appropred is Chriſtall.</l>
               <l>And eke his herbe in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>The vertuous yenel it is.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Tertia ſtella vocatur Algol, cuius lapis D<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mans, et herba heleborum nigtum eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The thyrde, whiche comth after this</l>
               <l>Is hote Algos the clere rede</l>
               <l>whiche of Saturne as I may rede</l>
               <l>His kynde taketh, and eke of Ioue</l>
               <l>Complexion to his behone.</l>
               <l>His propre ſtone is Diamant</l>
               <l>whiche is to hym moſte acordant.</l>
               <l>His herbe, whiche is hym betake</l>
               <l>Is hote Eleborum the blake.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Quarta ſtella vocatur Alhaiot, cuius lapis Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phirus, et herba Marrubium eſt.</head>
               <l>¶So as it falleth vpon lotte</l>
               <l>The fourth ſterre is Alhaiotte</l>
               <l>whiche in the wiſe as I ſaide er</l>
               <l>Of Saturne and of Iupiter</l>
               <l>Hath take his kinde and there vpon</l>
               <l>The Saphir is his propre ſtone</l>
               <l>Marrubium his herbe alſo</l>
               <l>The whiche acorden both two.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Quinta ſtella vocatur Canis maior / cuius lapis Berillus / et herba ſauina eſt,</head>
               <l>¶And Canis maior in his like</l>
               <l>The fifthe ſterre is of magike</l>
               <l>The whoſe kynde is venerien</l>
               <l>As ſaith this aſtronomien.</l>
               <l>His propre ſtone is ſayde Berille</l>
               <l>But for to worche and to fulfille</l>
               <l>Thynge, whiche to this ſcience falleth</l>
               <l>There is an herbe, which men calleth</l>
               <l>Saueyne, and that behoueth nede</l>
               <l>To hym, that woll his purpoſe ſpede.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Sexta ſtella vocatur canis minor, cuius lapis Achatis, et herba primula eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The ſixte ſewende after this</l>
               <l>By name canis minor is.</l>
               <l>The whiche ſterre is Mercuriall</l>
               <l>By wey of kynde, and forth withall</l>
               <l>As it is wry ten in the carte</l>
               <l>Complexion he taketh of Marte</l>
               <l>His ſtone and herbe as ſeyth the ſchole</l>
               <l>Ben Achates and Primerole</l>
            </div>
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               <head>¶Septima ſtella vocatur Arial, cuius lapis g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>gonza, et herba celidonia eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The ſeuenth ſterre in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>Of this ſcience is Ariall</l>
               <l>whiche ſondry nature vnderfongeth.</l>
               <l>The ſtone, whiche ꝓpre vnto him lo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>geth</l>
               <l>Gorgonza properly it hight.</l>
               <l>His herbe alſo, whiche he ſhall ryght</l>
               <l>Vpon the worchynge as I mene</l>
               <l>Is Celidone freſſhe and grene.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Octaua ſtella vocatur Ala corui, cuius lapis honochinus, et herba lappacia eſt,</head>
               <l>¶Sterre Ala corui vpon heyght</l>
               <l>Hath take his place in nombre of eyght</l>
               <l>whiche of his kynde mote performe</l>
               <l>The wyll of Marte and of Saturne.</l>
               <l>To whom Lappacia the gret</l>
               <l>Is herbe, but of no beyete.</l>
               <l>His ſtone is Honochinus hote</l>
               <l>Through which me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> worche<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> great riote.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nona ſtella vocatur Alaezel, cuius lapis Smaragdus, et herba ſalgea eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The nynthe ſterre fayre and wele</l>
               <l>By name is hote Alaezele</l>
               <l>whiche taketh his propre kynde thus</l>
               <l>Bothe of Mercurie and of Venus.</l>
               <l>His ſtone is the grene Emeraude</l>
               <l>To whom is gyuen many a laude.</l>
               <l>Saulge is his herbe appertynant</l>
               <l>Abouen all the remenant.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Decima ſtella vocatur Almareth, cuius lapis Iaſpis, et herba plantago eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The tenthe ſterre is Almareth</l>
               <l>whiche vpon lyfe and vpon deth</l>
               <l>Through kynde of Iupiter and Marte</l>
               <l>He doth what longeth to his parte.</l>
               <l>His ſtone is Iaſpe, and of plantayne</l>
               <l>He hath his herbe ſouerayne.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Vndecima ſtella vocatur venenas, cuius lapis Adamas, et herba cicorea eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The ſterre enleuenth is Venenas</l>
               <l>The whoſe nature is, as it was</l>
               <l>Take of Venus, and of the Mone</l>
               <l>In thynge, whiche he hath for to done</l>
               <l>Of Adamaunt is that perrye</l>
               <l>In whiche he worcheth his maiſtrye.</l>
               <l>Thylke herbe alſo, which hym befalleth</l>
               <l>Cicorea the boke hym calleth.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Duodecima ſtella vocatur Alpheta, cuiꝰ lapis Topaſion, et herba roſameri.</head>
               <l>¶Alpheta in the nombre ſet</l>
               <l>And is the twelfte ſterre yet</l>
               <l>Of Scorpio, whiche is gouerned</l>
               <l>And takth his kynde as I am lerned</l>
               <l>And hath his vertue in the ſtone</l>
               <l>whiche cleped is Topaſione.</l>
               <l>His herbe propre is roſemaryne</l>
               <l>whiche ſhapen is for his couyne.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Tertiadecima ſtella vocatur Cor Scorpionis, cuius lapis Serdis, et herba Aſtrologia eſt.</head>
               <l>☞ Of theſe ſterres, which I mene</l>
               <l>Cor Scorpionis is threttene</l>
               <l>The whos nature Mart and Ioue</l>
               <l>Haue youen vnto his bihoue.</l>
               <l>His herbe is aſtrologye</l>
               <l>which foloweth his aſtronomye</l>
               <l>The ſtone which that this ſterre allowth</l>
               <l>Is Sardis, whiche vnto him bowth.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Quartadecima ſtella vocatur botercadent, cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ius lapis Criſolitus, et herba ſaturea eſt.</head>
               <l>¶The ſterre whiche ſtant next the laſt</l>
               <l>Nature of him this name caſt</l>
               <l>And clepen him Botercadent</l>
               <l>whiche of his kind obedient</l>
               <l>Is to Mercurye and to Venus.</l>
               <l>His ſtone is called Criſolitus.</l>
               <l>His herbe is cleped Satureye</l>
               <l>So as theſe olde bokes ſeye.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Quintadecima ſtella vocatur cauda ſcorpio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nis, cuiꝰ lapis Calcidonis, et herba maiorana eſt.</head>
               <l>¶But nowe the laſte ſterre of all</l>
               <l>The tayle of Scorpio men calle</l>
               <l>whiche to Mercury and to Saturne</l>
               <l>By wey of kynde more returne</l>
               <l>After the preparation</l>
               <l>Of due conſtellation.</l>
               <l>The calcidone vnto hym longeth</l>
               <l>whiche for his ſtone he vnderfongeth</l>
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               <l>Of maioran his herbe is grounded.</l>
               <l>Thus haue I ſaid how they ben fou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ded</l>
               <l>Of euery ſterre in ſpeciall</l>
               <l>whiche hath his herbe and ſtone withall</l>
               <l>As Hermes in his bokes olde</l>
               <l>witneſſe bereth, of that I tolde.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota hic de auctoribus illis, qui ad Aſtrono<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mie ſcientiam pre ceteris ſtudioſius intendentes libros ſuper hoc diſtinctis nominibus co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>poſueru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The ſcience of Aſtronomye</l>
                  <l>whiche principall is of clergye</l>
                  <l>To deme betwene wo and wele</l>
                  <l>In thynges that bene naturele</l>
                  <l>They had a great trauayle on bonde</l>
                  <l>That made it fyrſte ben vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>And they alſo, whiche ouermore</l>
                  <l>Her ſtudy ſet vpon this lore</l>
                  <l>They weren gracious and wyſe</l>
                  <l>And worthy for to bere a priſe.</l>
                  <l>And whom it lyketh for to wete</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>f hem that this ſcience wryte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>One of the fyrſt, whiche it wrote</l>
                  <l>Alter Noe, it was Nembrote</l>
                  <l>To his diſciple Ichonyton</l>
                  <l>And made a boke forth therupon,</l>
                  <l>The whiche Megaſtre cleped was.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>An other auctor in this cas</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>hel, the whiche men note</l>
                  <l>His boke is Abbateneyth bote.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>D<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e Ptolome is not the leeſt</l>
                  <l>whiche maketh the boke of Almageſt.</l>
                  <l>And Altraganus doth the ſame</l>
                  <l>whoſe boke is Cathenus by name.</l>
                  <l>Gebus and Alpetragus eke</l>
                  <l>Of palmeſtry, whiche men ſeke</l>
                  <l>The bokes made, And ouer this</l>
                  <l>Full many a worthy clerke there is</l>
                  <l>That wryten vpon this clergy</l>
                  <l>The bokes of Altemetry.</l>
                  <l>Planemetry and eke alſo,</l>
                  <l>whiche as belongeth bothe two</l>
                  <l>So as they bene naturiens</l>
                  <l>Vnto theſe aſtronomyens</l>
                  <l>Men ſeyne that Abraham was one.</l>
                  <l>But whether that be wrote or none</l>
                  <l>That fynde I not, and Moyſes</l>
                  <l>Eke was an other: but Hermes</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other in his ſcience</l>
                  <l>He had a great experience.</l>
                  <l>Through hym was many a ſterre aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>whoſe bokes yet ben auctoriſed.</l>
                  <l>I may not knowen all tho</l>
                  <l>That wryten in the tyme tho</l>
                  <l>Of this ſcience, but I fynde</l>
                  <l>Of iugement by way of kynde</l>
                  <l>That in one poynt they all accorden</l>
                  <l>Of ſterres, whiche they recorden</l>
                  <l>That men may ſe vpon the heuen.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>There ben a thouſande ſterres euen</l>
                  <l>And two and twenty to the ſyght</l>
                  <l>whiche ben of hem ſelfe ſo bryght</l>
                  <l>That men may deme what they be</l>
                  <l>The nature and the proprete.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe haſt thou hard in ſuche awiſe</l>
                  <l>Theſe noble philoſophers wiſe</l>
                  <l>Enformden this yonge kinge</l>
                  <l>And made him haue a knowelechinge</l>
                  <l>Of thinge whiche firſt to the partie</l>
                  <l>Belongeth of philoſophy</l>
                  <l>whiche Theorike cleped is</l>
                  <l>As thou tofore haſt herde er this.</l>
                  <l>But nowe to ſpeke of the ſeconde</l>
                  <l>whiche Ariſtotle hath alſo founde</l>
                  <l>And techeth howe to ſpeke faire</l>
                  <l>whiche is a thinge full neceſſayre</l>
                  <l>To counterpaiſe the balaunce</l>
                  <l>where lacketh other ſuffiſance.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Compoſiti pulcra ſermones verba placere.</l>
                  <l>Principio poterunt vera ꝙ fine placent</l>
                  <l>Herba lapis, ſermo, tria ſunt uirtute repleta.</l>
                  <l>Vis tu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ex verbi pondere pulcra facit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat de ſecunda parte philoſophie, cuius nomen Rhetorica facu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>dos efficit. Loquitur etiam de eiuſdem duabus ſpeciebus, ſcilicet Gra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>matica et Logica, quarum doctrina Rhethor ſua verba perornat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Aboue al erthly creatures</l>
                  <l>The high maker of natures</l>
                  <l>The worde to man hath youe alone</l>
                  <l>So that the ſpeche of his perſone</l>
                  <l>Or for to leſe, or for to wynne</l>
                  <l>The hertes thought, which is withinne</l>
                  <l>May ſhewe, what it wolde mene</l>
                  <l>And that is no where els ſene</l>
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                  <l>Of kynde with none other beeſt.</l>
                  <l>So ſhulde he be the more honeſt</l>
                  <l>To whom god yafe ſo worthy a yifte</l>
                  <l>And loke well that he ne ſhyfte</l>
                  <l>His wordes to none wicked vſe.</l>
                  <l>For worde, the teacher of vertuſe</l>
                  <l>Is cleped in philoſophy.</l>
                  <l>wherof thouchende this party</l>
                  <l>Is Rhetoric the ſcience</l>
                  <l>Appropred to the reuerence</l>
                  <l>Of wordes, that ben reaſonable.</l>
                  <l>And for this arte ſhall be vaylable</l>
                  <l>with goodly wordes for to lyke</l>
                  <l>It hath Grammer, it hath Logyke</l>
                  <l>That ſeruen both vnto the ſpeche.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Grammer fyrſt hath for to teche</l>
                  <l>To ſpeake vpon congruyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Logyke hath eke in his degre</l>
                  <l>Betwene the trouthe and the falshede</l>
                  <l>The pleyne wordes for to ſhede:</l>
                  <l>So that nothynge ſhall go beſyde</l>
                  <l>That he the ryght ne ſhall decyde</l>
                  <l>wherof full many a great debate</l>
                  <l>Reformed is to good aſtate</l>
                  <l>And peace ſuſteyned vp alofte</l>
                  <l>with eaſy wordes and with ſofte</l>
                  <l>where ſtrengthe ſhulde let it falle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The philoſophre amonges alle</l>
                  <l>For thy commendeth this ſcience</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the reule of eloquence.</l>
                  <l>In ſtone and gras vertue there is</l>
                  <l>But yet the bokes tellen this</l>
                  <l>That worde aboue all erthly thynges</l>
                  <l>Is vertuous in his doinges</l>
                  <l>where ſo it be to yuell or good.</l>
                  <l>For it the wordes ſemen good</l>
                  <l>And bene well ſpoke at mans ere.</l>
                  <l>whan that there is no trouthe there</l>
                  <l>They done full ofte full great deceyte.</l>
                  <l>For whan the worde to the conceyte</l>
                  <l>Diſcordeth in ſo double a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Suche Rhetoric is to diſpiſe</l>
                  <l>In euery place, and for to drede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For of Vlixes thus I rede</l>
                  <l>As in the boke of Troye is founde</l>
                  <l>His eloquence, and his faconde</l>
                  <l>Of goodly wordes, whiche he tolde</l>
                  <l>Hath made, that Anthenor him ſolde</l>
                  <l>The towne, whiche he with treſon wan.</l>
                  <l>worde hath begyled many a man.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with worde the wylde beeſt is daunted.</l>
                  <l>with worde the ſerpent is enchaunted.</l>
                  <l>Of wordes amonge the men of armes</l>
                  <l>Ben woundes heled with the charmes.</l>
                  <l>where lacketh other medycyne</l>
                  <l>worde hath vnder his diſcipline</l>
                  <l>Of ſorſery the carectes.</l>
                  <l>The wordes ben of ſondry ſectes</l>
                  <l>Of euyll, and eke of good alſo.</l>
                  <l>The wordes maken of frende fo</l>
                  <l>And fo of frende, and peace of werre</l>
                  <l>And werre of peace, and out of herre</l>
                  <l>The worde the worldes cauſe entryketh</l>
                  <l>And reconcileth who on hym lyketh.</l>
                  <l>The worde vnder the cope of heuen</l>
                  <l>Set euery thynge or odde or euen.</l>
                  <l>with worde the hygh god is pleaſed.</l>
                  <l>with worde the wordes ben appeſed.</l>
                  <l>The ſofte worde the loude ſtylleth</l>
                  <l>where lacketh good the worde fulfylleth</l>
                  <l>To make amendes for the wronge.</l>
                  <l>whan wordes medlen with the ſonge</l>
                  <l>It doth pleſaunce well the more.</l>
                  <l>But for to loke vpon this lore</l>
                  <l>Howe Tullius his Rhetorike</l>
                  <l>Compouneth, there a man may pyke</l>
                  <l>How that he ſhall his wordes ſet.</l>
                  <l>How he ſhall loſe, how he ſhall knet</l>
                  <l>And in what wyſe he ſhall pronounce</l>
                  <l>His tale pleyne without frounce</l>
                  <l>wherof enſample if thou wilt ſeche</l>
                  <l>Take hede and rede whilom the ſpeche.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de eloquentia Iulii in cauſa Catilme co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra Syllanum, et alios tunc vrbis Romane con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinentes.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of Iulius, and Cicero</l>
                  <l>whiche conſul was of Rome tho</l>
                  <l>Of Cato eke, and Syllene</l>
                  <l>Beholde the wordes hem betwene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan the treaſon of Catiline</l>
                  <l>Diſcouered was, and the couine</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that were of his aſſent</l>
                  <l>was knowe and ſpoke in parliment</l>
                  <l>And aſked howe, and in what wiſe</l>
                  <l>Men ſhulde done him to Iuwyſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:160"/>
                  <l>Syllanus firſt his tale tolde</l>
                  <l>To trouth and as he was beholde</l>
                  <l>The comon profyt for to ſaue</l>
                  <l>He ſayde howe treaſon ſhulde haue</l>
                  <l>A cruel dethe. And thus they ſpeake.</l>
                  <l>The Conſul both and Cato eke</l>
                  <l>And ſaiden, that for ſuche a wronge</l>
                  <l>There may no peyne be to ſtronge.</l>
                  <l>But Iulius with wordes wyſe</l>
                  <l>His tale tolde all other wyſe</l>
                  <l>As be whiche wolde his dethe reſpite</l>
                  <l>And foundeth howe he myght excyte</l>
                  <l>The iuges through his eloquence</l>
                  <l>Fro dethe to torne the ſentence</l>
                  <l>And ſet her hertes to pyte.</l>
                  <l>Nowe tolden they, nowe tolde he</l>
                  <l>They ſpeaken pleyne after the lawe,</l>
                  <l>But he the wordes of his ſawe</l>
                  <l>Coloureth in an other wey</l>
                  <l>Spekende and thus betwene the twey</l>
                  <l>To trete vpon this iugement</l>
                  <l>Made eche of hem his argument.</l>
                  <l>wherof the tales for to here</l>
                  <l>There may a man the ſchole lere</l>
                  <l>Of Rhetoric the eloquence</l>
                  <l>whiche is the ſeconde of ſcience</l>
                  <l>Touchende to philoſophie</l>
                  <l>wherof a man ſhall iuſtifie</l>
                  <l>His wordes in diſputeſon</l>
                  <l>And knytte vpon concluſion</l>
                  <l>His argument in ſuche a forme</l>
                  <l>whiche may the pleyne trouthe enforme</l>
                  <l>And the ſubtile cautele abate</l>
                  <l>whiche euery trewe man ſhall debate.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Practica quecun<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> ſtatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> pars terria philoſophie,</l>
                  <l>Ad regimen recte ducit in orbe uiae,</l>
                  <l>Sed quanto maior rex eſt, tanto magis ipſum</l>
                  <l>Ex ſchola concernit, quo ſua regna regit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat de tertia parte philoſophie, que pra<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ctica vocatur: cuius ſpecies ſunt tres, ſcilicet E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ica, Economia, et Politica, quarum doctrina regia mageſtas in ſuo regimine ad honoris ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gnificentiam per ſingula dirigitur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The firſte, whiche is theoryke</l>
                  <l>And the ſeconde Rhetoryke</l>
                  <l>Sciences of philoſophy</l>
                  <l>I haue hem tolde as in party</l>
                  <l>So as the philoſopher it tolde,</l>
                  <l>To Alyſandre: and nowe I wolde</l>
                  <l>Tell of the thyrde, what it is</l>
                  <l>The whiche practyke cleped is.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Practyke ſtont vpon thre thynges</l>
                  <l>Towarde the gouernance of kynges:</l>
                  <l>wherof the fyrſte Etyke is named</l>
                  <l>The whoſe ſcience ſtant proclamed</l>
                  <l>To teche of vertue thylke rule</l>
                  <l>Howe that a kynge hym ſelfe ſhall rule</l>
                  <l>Of his moral condition</l>
                  <l>with worthy diſpoſition.</l>
                  <l>Of good lyuyng in his perſone</l>
                  <l>whiche is the chiefe of his corone.</l>
                  <l>It maketh a kynge alſo to lerne</l>
                  <l>Howe he his body ſhall gouerne.</l>
                  <l>Howe he ſhall wake, how he ſhall ſlepe</l>
                  <l>How that he ſhall his hele kepe.</l>
                  <l>In mete, in drynke, in clothyng eke</l>
                  <l>There is no wyſedome for to ſeke</l>
                  <l>As for the reule of his perſone</l>
                  <l>The whiche that this ſcience all one</l>
                  <l>Ne techeth, as by wey of kynde</l>
                  <l>That there is nothynge lefte behynde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other thynge whiche to practyke</l>
                  <l>Belongeth is Economyke</l>
                  <l>whiche techeth thylke honeſtee</l>
                  <l>Through whiche a kynge in his degree</l>
                  <l>His wyfe and childe ſhal reule and gye</l>
                  <l>So forth withall the companye</l>
                  <l>whiche in his housholde ſhall abyde</l>
                  <l>And his eſtate on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>In ſuche manere for to lede</l>
                  <l>That he his housholde ne myslede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Practike hath yet the thirde appriſe</l>
                  <l>whiche techeth howe and in what wiſe</l>
                  <l>Through his purueide ordinance</l>
                  <l>A kinge ſhall ſet in gouernance</l>
                  <l>His realme: and that is Policie</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth vnto regalie</l>
                  <l>In tyme of werre, in time of pees</l>
                  <l>To worſhip and to good encrees</l>
                  <l>Of clerke, of knight, and of marchant</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth all the remenant</l>
                  <l>Of all the comon people aboute</l>
                  <l>within borgh and eke without</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ben artificers</l>
                  <l>whiche vſen craftes and myſters</l>
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                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hoſe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rte is cleped Mechanyke</l>
                  <l>And though they be not all lyke</l>
                  <l>yet netheles how ſo it fall</l>
                  <l>O lawe mote gouerne hem all</l>
                  <l>Or that they leſe, or that they wynne</l>
                  <l>After the ſtate that they ben inne.</l>
                  <l>¶Lo thus this worthy yonge kynge</l>
                  <l>was fully taught of euery thynge</l>
                  <l>whiche myght yeue entendement.</l>
                  <l>Of good rule, and good regiment.</l>
                  <l>To ſuche a worthy prynce as he.</l>
                  <l>But of very neceſſite</l>
                  <l>The philoſopher hym hath betake</l>
                  <l>Fyue pointes, which he hath vndertake</l>
                  <l>To kepe and holde in obſeruaunce</l>
                  <l>As for the worthy gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth to his regaly</l>
                  <l>After the rule of policye.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Moribus ornatus regit hic, qui regna moderna</l>
                  <l>Certius expectat ſceptra futura poli.</l>
                  <l>Et quia ueredica uirtus ſupereminet omnes,</l>
                  <l>Regis ab ore boni fabula nulla ſona<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic ſecundum policiam tractare intendi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> precipue ſuper quin<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> regularu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> articulis, que ad principis regimen obſeruande ſpecialius exiſtu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t / quarum prima veritas nuncupatur, per quam ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>redicus ſit ſer<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o regie ad omnes.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶To euery man belongeth lore</l>
                  <l>But to no man belongeth more</l>
                  <l>Than to a kynge, whiche hath to lede</l>
                  <l>The people, for his kyngheed</l>
                  <l>He may hem both ſaue and ſpylle</l>
                  <l>And for it ſtont vpon his wylle</l>
                  <l>It ſyt hym well to be auyſed</l>
                  <l>And the vertues, whiche are aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>Vnto a kynges regiment</l>
                  <l>To take in his entendement.</l>
                  <l>wherof to tellen as they ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Hereafterwarde now woll I fonde.</l>
                  <l>Amonge the vertues one is chiefe</l>
                  <l>And that is trouth, whiche is lyefe</l>
                  <l>To god, and eke to man alſo</l>
                  <l>And for it hath ben euer ſo</l>
                  <l>Taught Ariſtotle as he well couth</l>
                  <l>To Alyſaunder howe in his youth</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde of trouth thilke grace</l>
                  <l>with all his holle herte enbrace</l>
                  <l>So that his worde be trewe and pleyne</l>
                  <l>Towarde the worlde: and ſo certeyne</l>
                  <l>That in hym be no double ſpeche.</l>
                  <l>For if men ſhulde trouthe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eche</l>
                  <l>And fynde it not within a kynge</l>
                  <l>It were an vnſyttende thynge.</l>
                  <l>The worde is token of that within.</l>
                  <l>There ſhall a worthy kynge begyn</l>
                  <l>To kepe his tonge and to be trewe</l>
                  <l>So ſhall his price ben euer newe.</l>
                  <l>Auyſe hym euery man to fore</l>
                  <l>And be well ware, er he be ſwore.</l>
                  <l>For afterwarde it is to late</l>
                  <l>If that he wolde his worde debate.</l>
                  <l>For as a kynge in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other is principall:</l>
                  <l>Of his power, ſo ſhulde he be</l>
                  <l>Moſte vertuous in his degre.</l>
                  <l>And that may well be ſignifyed</l>
                  <l>By his corone and ſpecifyed.</l>
                  <l>¶The golde betoketh excellence</l>
                  <l>That men ſhulde done hym reuerence</l>
                  <l>As to her liege ſouerayne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtones, as the bokes ſayne</l>
                  <l>Commended bene in treble wyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſte they ben harde, and thylke aſſiſe</l>
                  <l>Betokeneth in a kynge conſtance.</l>
                  <l>So that there ſhall no varyance</l>
                  <l>Be founde in his condition.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And alſo by deſcription</l>
                  <l>The vertue, whiche is in the ſtones</l>
                  <l>A very ſigne is for the nones</l>
                  <l>Of that a kynge ſhall be honeſt</l>
                  <l>And holde trewely his beheſt</l>
                  <l>Of thyng, whiche longeth to kingheed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The bryght coloure, as I rede</l>
                  <l>whiche is in the ſtones ſhynynge</l>
                  <l>Is in figure betokenynge</l>
                  <l>The cronyke of this worldes fame</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtante vpon his good name.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The circle, whiche is rounde aboute</l>
                  <l>Is token of all the londe aboute</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant vnder his hierarchye</l>
                  <l>That he it ſhall well kepe and guye.</l>
                  <l>And for that trouthe howe ſo it falle</l>
                  <l>Is the vertue ſouerayne of alle</l>
                  <l>That longeth vnto regyment</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche is euident</l>
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                  <l>Of trouthe in commendacion</l>
                  <l>Towarde thyn enformacion</l>
                  <l>My ſonne herafter thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>Of a cronycke in this mater.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic narrat qualiter Darius filius Itapſis ſol<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>danus Perſie a tribus ſuis cubicularibus, quoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> nomina Harpages / Monachas / et Zorobabel, dicta ſunt nomina queſtionis ſigillatim interroga<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tie, vtrum rex aut mulier, aut vinum maioris fortitudinis vim optineret / Ipſis vero varia opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nione reſpondentibus, Zorobabel vltimus aſſerit quod mulier ſui amoris complacentia tam regis quam vini potenciam excellit, Addidit inſuper fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nali concluſioni dicens, quod veritas ſuper o<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>nia vincit. Cunis reſponſio ceteris landabilior ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceptabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ As the cronycke it doth reherce</l>
                  <l>A ſoldan whilome was of Perſe</l>
                  <l>whiche Dares hight, and Itapſis</l>
                  <l>His fader was: and ſothe it is</l>
                  <l>Of his lygnage as by diſcente</l>
                  <l>The regne of thilke empyre he bent.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as he was him ſelfe wiſe</l>
                  <l>The wyſe men be held in priſe:</l>
                  <l>And ſought hem oute on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>That towarde him they ſhulde abyde.</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche thre there were</l>
                  <l>That muſt ſeruyce vnto him here</l>
                  <l>As they whiche in his chamber lighen</l>
                  <l>And all his counceylle herd and ſyghen.</l>
                  <l>Her names ben of ſtraunge note</l>
                  <l>Harpages was the firſt hote</l>
                  <l>And Monachas was the ſeconde</l>
                  <l>Zorobabel, as it is founde</l>
                  <l>In the cronycke was the thrydde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Soldan what ſo him betyde</l>
                  <l>To hem be tryſt moſt of all</l>
                  <l>wherof the caſe is ſo befalle.</l>
                  <l>This lorde, whiche hath conceytes depe</l>
                  <l>Vpon a night whan he hath ſlepe</l>
                  <l>As he whiche hath his wit diſpoſed</l>
                  <l>Touchend a poynt hem hath oppoſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinges queſtion was this</l>
                  <l>Of thinges thre whiche ſtrongeſt is</l>
                  <l>The wine, the woman, or the kinge</l>
                  <l>And that they ſhulde vpon this thinge</l>
                  <l>Of her anſwere auiſed be</l>
                  <l>He yeue hem fully dayes thre</l>
                  <l>And hath bihote hem by his feyth</l>
                  <l>That who the beſt reaſon ſeyth,</l>
                  <l>He ſhalle receiue a worthy mede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon this thinge they token hede</l>
                  <l>And ſtoden in diſputeſion:</l>
                  <l>That by dyuers opinion</l>
                  <l>Of argumentes, that they haue holde</l>
                  <l>Harpages fyrſt his tale tolde</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, howe that the ſtrength of kinges</l>
                  <l>Is mightieſt of all thinges.</l>
                  <l>For kinge hath power ouer man.</l>
                  <l>And man is he / whiche reaſon can</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is of his nature</l>
                  <l>The moſt noble creature</l>
                  <l>Of all tho that god hath wrought</l>
                  <l>And by that ſkille it ſemeth nought</l>
                  <l>He ſaith, that any erthly thinge</l>
                  <l>May be ſo myghty as a kinge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A kynge may ſpille, a kynge may ſaue</l>
                  <l>A kynge may make a lorde a knaue</l>
                  <l>And of a knaue a lorde alſo,</l>
                  <l>The power of a kynge ſtont ſo</l>
                  <l>That he the lawes ouerpaſſeth.</l>
                  <l>what he wyll make leſſe, he laſſeth.</l>
                  <l>what he wyll make more, he moreth.</l>
                  <l>And as a gentyll faucone ſoreth</l>
                  <l>He fleeth, that no man hym reclameth.</l>
                  <l>But be alone all other tameth.</l>
                  <l>And ſtante hym ſelfe of lawe fre.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus a kynges myght, ſayth he,</l>
                  <l>(So as his reaſon can argue)</l>
                  <l>Is ſtrengeſt, and of moſt value.</l>
                  <l>¶But Manachas ſayth other wyſe</l>
                  <l>That wyne is of the more mpryſe</l>
                  <l>And that he ſheweth by this waye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wyne full ofte taketh away</l>
                  <l>The reaſon fro the mans herte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wyne can make a creple ſterte</l>
                  <l>And a delyuer man vnwelde.</l>
                  <l>It maketh a blynde man to behelde</l>
                  <l>And a bryght eyed ſeme derke.</l>
                  <l>It maketh a leude man a clerke</l>
                  <l>And fro the clerke the clergy</l>
                  <l>It taketh awey, and cowardy</l>
                  <l>It tourneth in to hardyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of auarice it maketh largeſſe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wyne maketh eke the good blood</l>
                  <l>In whiche the ſoule, whiche is good</l>
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                  <l>Hath choſen her a reſtinge place</l>
                  <l>whyle that the lyfe her wolle enbrace.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And by this ſkylle Monathas</l>
                  <l>Anſwerd hath vpon this cas</l>
                  <l>And ſeith, that wyne by wey of kind</l>
                  <l>Is thinge, whiche may the hertes binde</l>
                  <l>wele more than the regalye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Zorobabell for his partye</l>
                  <l>Seid as him thought for the beſt</l>
                  <l>That women ben the mightyeſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge and the vynour alſo</l>
                  <l>Of women comen both two.</l>
                  <l>And eke he ſayd: howe that manhede</l>
                  <l>Through ſtrengthe vnto the womanhed</l>
                  <l>Of loue where he wylle or none</l>
                  <l>Obeye ſhall, and therupon</l>
                  <l>To ſhewe of women the maiſtry</l>
                  <l>A tale whiche he ſigh with eye</l>
                  <l>As for enſample he tolde this.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota hic de vigore amorie, qui inter Cirum regem Perſaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> et Apemen Beſazis filiam ipſius regis co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cubina<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſpecta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te tota curia experiebatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Howe Apemen, of Beſaſis</l>
                  <l>whiche doughter was, in the paleis</l>
                  <l>Sittende vpon his high deis</l>
                  <l>whan he was hoteſt in his yre</l>
                  <l>Towarde the great of his empyre</l>
                  <l>Cyrus the kinge tiraunt ſhe toke</l>
                  <l>And only with her goodly loke</l>
                  <l>She made him debonaire and meke</l>
                  <l>And by the chyn, and by the cheke</l>
                  <l>She loggeth him right as her lyſt</l>
                  <l>That now ſhe iapeth, and nowe ſhe kiſt,</l>
                  <l>And doth with him what euer her liketh</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe loureth, than he ſyketh</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe gladeth, he is glad,</l>
                  <l>And thus this kinge was ouerlad</l>
                  <l>with her, whiche his lemman was.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Amonge the men is no ſolas</l>
                  <l>If that there be no woman there</l>
                  <l>For but if that the woman were</l>
                  <l>This worldes ioye were awey.</l>
                  <l>This is trouthe, that I you ſeye.</l>
                  <l>To knyghthode and to worldes fame</l>
                  <l>They make a man to drede ſhame</l>
                  <l>And honour for to be deſyred.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Through the beaute of hem is fyred</l>
                  <l>The darte, of whiche Cupyde throweth</l>
                  <l>wherof the iolyfe peyne groweth</l>
                  <l>whiche al the worlde hath vnderfote.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A woman is the mans bote</l>
                  <l>His lyfe, his <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eth, his wo, his wele.</l>
                  <l>And this thynge may be ſhewed wele</l>
                  <l>Howe that women ben good and kynde</l>
                  <l>For in enſample thus I fynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de fidelitate coniugis, qualiter Alceſta vxor Adineti / vt maritum ſuum viuificaret ſeipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> morti ſpontance ſubegit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶whan that the duke Admetus lay</l>
                  <l>Sycke in his bedde that euery day</l>
                  <l>Men wayten, whan he ſhulde dey</l>
                  <l>Alceſt his wyfe goth for to prey</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche wold thonke deſerue</l>
                  <l>with ſacrifice vnto Minerue</l>
                  <l>To wyte anſwere of the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>Howe that her lorde of his ſyckeneſſe,</l>
                  <l>wherof he was ſo wo beſeyne</l>
                  <l>Recouer myght his hele ayene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus ſhe cryde, and thus ſhe praide</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt a voyce her ſayde,</l>
                  <l>That if ſhe wolde for his ſake</l>
                  <l>The malady ſuffre and take</l>
                  <l>And dye her ſelfe, he ſhulde lyue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of this anſwere Aleeſt hath yeue</l>
                  <l>Vnto Mynerue great thonkynge</l>
                  <l>So that her dethe, and his lyuynge</l>
                  <l>She cheſe with all her hole entent</l>
                  <l>And thus accorded home ſhe went.</l>
                  <l>In to the chambre whan ſhe came</l>
                  <l>Her houſbande anone ſhe name</l>
                  <l>In bothe her armes, and hym kyſt.</l>
                  <l>And ſpake vnto hym, what her lyſt.</l>
                  <l>And thervpon within a throwe</l>
                  <l>The good wyfe was ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>And dyed, and he was holle in haſt.</l>
                  <l>So may a man by reaſon taſte</l>
                  <l>Howe nexte after the god aboue</l>
                  <l>The trouth of women and the loue,</l>
                  <l>In whome that all grace is founde</l>
                  <l>Is myghtyeſt vpon this grounde</l>
                  <l>And moſte behouely manyfolde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus Zorobabell hath tolde</l>
                  <l>The tale of his opinion</l>
                  <l>But for fynall concluſion</l>
                  <l>what ſtrengeſt is of erthly thynges</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:162"/>
                  <l>The wyne, the women, or the kynges</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, that trouthe aboue hem all</l>
                  <l>Is myghtyeſt, howe euer it fall.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The trouthe howe ſo it euer come</l>
                  <l>May for nothynge ben ouercome.</l>
                  <l>It may well ſuffre for a throwe</l>
                  <l>But at laſt it ſhall be knowe.</l>
                  <l>The prouerbe is, who that is trewe</l>
                  <l>Hym ſhall his whyle neuer rewe.</l>
                  <l>For howe ſo that the cauſe wende</l>
                  <l>The trouthe is ſhameles at ende.</l>
                  <l>But what thynge that is troutheles</l>
                  <l>It may not well be ſhameles.</l>
                  <l>And ſhame hyndereth euery wyght.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So proueth it, there is no myght</l>
                  <l>without trouthe in no degre.</l>
                  <l>And thus for trouthe of his decre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>robabel was moſte commended.</l>
                  <l>wherof the queſtion was ended</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd be receyued hath his mede.</l>
                  <l>For trouthe, whiche to mannes nede</l>
                  <l>Is moſte behouelyche ouer all.</l>
                  <l>For thy was trouthe in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte poynt in obſeruance</l>
                  <l>Be take vnto the gouernance</l>
                  <l>Of Alyſandre, as it is ſayde:</l>
                  <l>For therupon the grounde is leyde</l>
                  <l>Of euery kynges regyment</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thynge, whiche moſte conuenient</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> for to ſet a kynge in euen</l>
                  <l>Bothe in this worlde, and eke in heuen.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> ne tangat regis corda:</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> enim ſpoliis excoriatur humus.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> colit largum nolutans per ſaecula regem,</l>
                  <l>Dona tamen licius ſunt moderanda modis.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic iractat de regie mageſtatis ſecu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>da policia: <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Ariſtoteles largitatem vocat, cuius virtute <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>lum propulſata anaricia, regis nomen ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>cum extollatur, ſed et ſui ſubdicionum diui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>m <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>undantia <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ocundiores efficiuntur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Nexte after trouthe the ſeconde</l>
                  <l>In polycye as it is founde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſerueth to the worldes fame</l>
                  <l>In worſhyp of a kynges name</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe it is, whoſe priuilege</l>
                  <l>There may no auarice abrege.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The worldes good was fyrſt comune</l>
                  <l>But afterwarde vpon fortune</l>
                  <l>was thilke comyn profyt ceſſed</l>
                  <l>For whan the people ſtode encreſſed</l>
                  <l>And the lygnages woxen great</l>
                  <l>Anone for ſynguler beyete</l>
                  <l>Drough euery man to his partie</l>
                  <l>wherof come in the fyrſt enuy</l>
                  <l>with great debate and werres ſtronge</l>
                  <l>And laſt amonge the men ſo longe</l>
                  <l>Tyll no man wyſt, who was who,</l>
                  <l>Ne whiche was frende, ne whiche ſo</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſte in euery londe</l>
                  <l>within hem ſelfe the people fonde</l>
                  <l>That it was good to make a kynge,</l>
                  <l>whiche myght appeſen all this thynge</l>
                  <l>And yeue right to the lignages</l>
                  <l>In partynge of her heritages.</l>
                  <l>And eke of all her other good.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus aboue hem all ſtode</l>
                  <l>The kynge vpon his regalye,</l>
                  <l>As he whiche hath to iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>The worldes good fro couetyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So ſyt it well in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>A kynge betwene the more and leſſe</l>
                  <l>To ſette his herte vpon largeſſe</l>
                  <l>Towarde hym ſelfe, and eke alſo</l>
                  <l>Towarde his people: and if not ſo:</l>
                  <l>That is to ſayne: if that he be</l>
                  <l>Towarde hym ſelfe large and fre,</l>
                  <l>And of his people take and pylle:</l>
                  <l>Largeſſe by no wey of ſkylle</l>
                  <l>It may be ſayde, but auarice</l>
                  <l>whiche in a kynge is a great vice.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota ſuper hoc quod Ariſtot ad Alexandrum exemplificauit de exactionibus regis Chaldeoru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ A kynge behoueth eke to fle</l>
                  <l>The vice of prodigalite</l>
                  <l>That he meaſure in his expence</l>
                  <l>So kepe, that of indigence</l>
                  <l>He may be ſaufe: for who that nedeth</l>
                  <l>In all his werke the wers he ſpedeth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>As Ariſtotle vpon Caldee</l>
                  <l>Enſample of great auctorite</l>
                  <l>Vnto kynge Alyſaunder taught</l>
                  <l>Of thilke folke, that were vnſaught</l>
                  <l>Towarde her kynge for his pyllage,</l>
                  <l>wherof he badde in his courage</l>
                  <l>That he vnto thre poyntes entende</l>
                  <pb n="153" facs="tcp:7065:162" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>where that he wolde his good diſpende.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt ſhulde be loke how that it ſtood</l>
                  <l>That all were of his owne good</l>
                  <l>The yeues, whiche he wolde yeue</l>
                  <l>So myght he wel the better lyue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke he muſt taken bede</l>
                  <l>If there be cauſe of any nede</l>
                  <l>whiche ought for to be defended</l>
                  <l>Er that his goodes ben diſpended.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He mote eke as it is befall</l>
                  <l>Amonges other thynges all</l>
                  <l>Se the decertes of his men</l>
                  <l>And after that they bene of ken,</l>
                  <l>And of aſtate, and of meryte</l>
                  <l>He ſhall hem largelych acquyte,</l>
                  <l>Or for the warre, or for the peaſe</l>
                  <l>That none honour fall in diſcreaſe</l>
                  <l>whiche myght torne in to diffame,</l>
                  <l>But that he kepe his good name</l>
                  <l>So that he be not holde vnkynde.</l>
                  <l>For in cronike a tale I fynde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſpeaketh ſomdele of this matere</l>
                  <l>Herafterwarde as thou ſhalte here.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Hic ſecundu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> geſta Iulii exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ponit, qualiter rex ſuorum militum, quos ꝓbos agnouerit, indi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ge<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tiam largitatis ſue beneficiis releuare tenetur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ In Rome to purſue his ryght</l>
                  <l>There was a worthy poure knyght</l>
                  <l>whiche came alone for to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>His cauſe, whan the courte was pleyne,</l>
                  <l>wher Iulius was in preſence</l>
                  <l>And for hym lacketh of diſpenſe</l>
                  <l>There was with hym none aduocate</l>
                  <l>To make plee for his aſtate.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But though hym lacke for to plede</l>
                  <l>Hym lacketh nothynge of manheed.</l>
                  <l>He wyſt well his purſe was pouer</l>
                  <l>But yet be thought his ryght recouer,</l>
                  <l>And openly pouerte aleyed</l>
                  <l>To the emperour, and thus he ſayed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Iulius lorde of the lawe</l>
                  <l>Beholde my counſeyll is withdrawe</l>
                  <l>For lacke of golde, to thyne office</l>
                  <l>After the lawe of Iuſtice</l>
                  <l>Helpe, that I had counſeyll here</l>
                  <l>Vpon the trouthe of my matere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Iulius with that anone</l>
                  <l>Aſſigned hym a worthy one.</l>
                  <l>But he hymſelfe no worde ne ſpake.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This knyght was wroth, &amp; fonde a lake</l>
                  <l>In the emperour: and ſayde thus.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou vnkynde Iulius</l>
                  <l>whan thou in thy batayle were</l>
                  <l>Vp in Aufrike, and I was there</l>
                  <l>My myght for thy reſcous I dyd</l>
                  <l>And put no man in my ſtede.</l>
                  <l>Thou woſt what woundes there I had</l>
                  <l>But here I fynde the ſo bad</l>
                  <l>That the ne lyſt to ſpeake o worde</l>
                  <l>Thyne owne mouthe, or of thyn borde</l>
                  <l>To yeue a floreyn me to helpe</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhulde I than me be yelpe</l>
                  <l>Fro this day forth of thy largeſſe</l>
                  <l>whan ſuche a great vnkyndeneſſe</l>
                  <l>Is founde in ſuche a lorde, as thou?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Iulius knewe well mowe</l>
                  <l>That all was ſoth, whiche he hym tolde</l>
                  <l>And for he wolde not ben holde</l>
                  <l>Vnkynde, he toke his cauſe on honde,</l>
                  <l>And as it were of goddes ſonde</l>
                  <l>He yaue hym good inough to ſpende</l>
                  <l>For euer vnto his lyues ende.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus ſhulde euery worthye kynge</l>
                  <l>Take of his knyghtes knowlegynge</l>
                  <l>when that he ſygh they hadden nede.</l>
                  <l>For euery ſeruice axeth mede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But other, whiche haue not deſerued</l>
                  <l>Through vertue, but of iapes ſerued</l>
                  <l>A kynge ſhall not deſerue grace</l>
                  <l>Though he be large in ſuche a place.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum de rege Antigono / quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter dona regia ſecundum maius et miuu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> / equa diſcrecione moderanda ſunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ It ſytte well euery kynge to haue</l>
                  <l>Diſcretion, whan men hym craue</l>
                  <l>So that be may his gyfte wyte</l>
                  <l>wherof I fynde a tale write</l>
                  <l>Howe Cinichus a powre knyght</l>
                  <l>A ſomme, whiche was ouer might</l>
                  <l>Prayed of his kinge Antigonus.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge anſwerd to him thus</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, howe ſuche a yefte paſſeth</l>
                  <l>His powre eſtate: and than he laſſeth</l>
                  <l>And aſketh but a litell peny</l>
                  <l>yf that the kinge wolde yeuehym ony</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:163"/>
                  <l>The kinge anſwerd, it was to ſmalle</l>
                  <l>For him, whiche was a lord ryalle</l>
                  <l>To yeue a man ſo lytell thinge.</l>
                  <l>It were vnworſhip in a kynge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>By this enſample a kinge may lere</l>
                  <l>That for to yeue is in manere.</l>
                  <l>For if a kinge his treaſour laſſeth</l>
                  <l>with out honour and tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>keleſſe paſſeth.</l>
                  <l>whan he him ſelfe wil ſo begile,</l>
                  <l>I not who ſhall compleyne his while</l>
                  <l>Ne who by right him ſhall releue.</l>
                  <l>But netheles this I beleue</l>
                  <l>Tho helpe with his owne londe</l>
                  <l>Belongeth euery man his honde</l>
                  <l>To ſet vpon neceſſite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke his kinges rialte</l>
                  <l>Mote euery lyege man comforte</l>
                  <l>with good and body to ſupporte</l>
                  <l>whan they ſe cauſe reſonable.</l>
                  <l>For who that is not entendable</l>
                  <l>To holde vp ryght his kinges name</l>
                  <l>Him ought for to be to blame.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota hic ſecundum Ariſtotelem qualiter prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>um prodigalitas paupertatem inducit co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>.</head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Of policie and ouer more</l>
               <l>To ſpeke in this mater more</l>
               <l>So as the philoſophre tolde</l>
               <l>A kinge after the reule is holde</l>
               <l>To modifie, and to adreſſe</l>
               <l>His yeftes vpon ſuche largeſſe</l>
               <l>That he meſure nought excede.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞Sal. Sic aliis benefacito, vt tibi non nocias.</head>
               <l>¶ For if a kinge falle in to nede</l>
               <l>It cauſeth ofte ſondry thinges</l>
               <l>whiche are vngoodly to the kinges.</l>
               <l>what man wille not him ſelfe meſure</l>
               <l>Men ſeen fulofte, that meſure</l>
               <l>Him hath forſake: and ſo doth he</l>
               <l>That vſeth prodigalite</l>
               <l>whiche is the mother of pouerte</l>
               <l>wherof the londes ben deſerte</l>
               <l>And namely whan thilke vice</l>
               <l>Aboue a kinge ſtant in office</l>
               <l>And hath with holde of his partye</l>
               <l>The couetous flaterye</l>
               <l>whiche many a worthy kynge deceyueth</l>
               <l>Er he the fallace perceyueth</l>
               <l>Of hem, that ſeruen to the gloſe.</l>
               <l>For they that conne pleaſe and gloſe</l>
               <l>Ben as men tellen the notices</l>
               <l>Vnto the foſtrynge of the vices</l>
               <l>wherof full ofte netheles</l>
               <l>A kynge is blamed gylteles.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter in principum curiis adulatores tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plici grauitate offendunt.</head>
               <l>¶A philoſopher as thou ſhalt here</l>
               <l>Spake to a kynge of this matere</l>
               <l>And ſeyd hym well how that flatours</l>
               <l>Coulpable were of thre errours.</l>
               <l>One was towarde the goddes bye</l>
               <l>That weren wroth of that they ſye</l>
               <l>The miſchiefe whiche befall ſhulde</l>
               <l>Of that the fals flatour tolde</l>
               <l>Towarde the kynge. An other was.</l>
               <l>whan they by ſleyght and by fallas</l>
               <l>Of feyned wordes, make hym wene</l>
               <l>That blacke is whyte, and blew is grene</l>
               <l>Touchende of his condicion.</l>
               <l>For whan he doth extorcion</l>
               <l>with many an other vice mo</l>
               <l>Men ſhall not fynde one of tho</l>
               <l>To grutche or ſpeke there ageyne,</l>
               <l>But holden vp his oyle, and ſeyne:</l>
               <l>That all is well, what euer he doth.</l>
               <l>And thus of fals they maken ſoth</l>
               <l>So that her kynges eye is blent</l>
               <l>And wote not howe the worlde is went.</l>
               <l>The thirde errour is harme co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune</l>
               <l>with whiche the people mote co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune</l>
               <l>Of wronges, that they bryngen inne.</l>
               <l>And thus they werchen treble ſynne</l>
               <l>That ben flatours about a kynge.</l>
               <l>There myght be no werſe thynge</l>
               <l>About a kynges regalye</l>
               <l>Than is the vice of flaterye.</l>
               <l>And netheles it hath ben vſed</l>
               <l>That it was neuer yet refuſed</l>
               <l>As for to ſpeke in court ryall.</l>
               <l>For there it is moſt ſpeciall</l>
               <l>And may not longe be forbore.</l>
               <l>But when this vice of hem is bore</l>
               <l>That ſhulde the vertues forth brynge</l>
               <pb n="154" facs="tcp:7065:163"/>
               <l>And trouthe is torned to leſynge.</l>
               <l>It is, as who ſeith agaynſt kynde</l>
               <l>wherof an olde enſample I fynde.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur ſuper eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, et narrat, ꝙ eſt Di<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>genes et Ariſtippus philoſophi a ſcholis Athen<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, ad Cartaginem, vnde orti fuerunt, renertiſſent, Ariſtippus Curie principis ſui familiaris adhef<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>: Diogenes vero in quodam manſuinculo ſuo ſtudio vocane permanſit: et contigit, ꝙ cum ipſe quoda<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> die ad finem orti ſui ſuper ripam herbas quas ele gerat, ad ofera lauaſſet, Superuenit ex caſu Ari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtippus, dixit<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ei: O Diogenes, certe ſi principi tuo placere ſcires, tu ad olera tua lauanda non in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digeres. Cui ille reſpondit: O Ariſtippe, Certe ſi tu olera tua lauare ſcires, te in vlandiciis et a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulationibus principi tuo ſeruire non oporteret.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Amonge theſe other tales wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of philoſophers in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>I rede howe whylome two there were</l>
                  <l>And to the ſchole for to lere</l>
                  <l>Vnto Athenes fro Cartage</l>
                  <l>Her frendes whan they were of age</l>
                  <l>Hem ſende: and there they ſtude<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> longe</l>
                  <l>Tyll they ſuche lore haue vnderfonge,</l>
                  <l>That in her tyme they ſurmounte</l>
                  <l>All other men: that to accounte</l>
                  <l>Of hem was tho the great fame.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The firſte of hem his ryght name</l>
                  <l>was Diogenes than hote</l>
                  <l>In whom was founde no ryote.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>His felawe Ariſtippus hyght</l>
                  <l>whiche mochel couthe, &amp; mochel might.</l>
                  <l>But at laſt ſothe to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>They bothe turnen home ayene</l>
                  <l>Vnto Cartage, and ſchole lete.</l>
                  <l>This Diogenes no beyete</l>
                  <l>Of worldes good, or laſſe or more</l>
                  <l>Ne ſought for his longe lore</l>
                  <l>But toke hym only for to dwelle</l>
                  <l>At home: and as the bokes telle</l>
                  <l>His houſe was nygh to a ryuere</l>
                  <l>Beſyde a brygge as thou ſhalte here.</l>
                  <l>There dwelleth he, and takth his reſt</l>
                  <l>So as it thought hym for the beſt</l>
                  <l>To ſtudy in his philoſophie</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche wolde ſo defye</l>
                  <l>The worldes pompe on euery ſyde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Ariſtippe his boke a ſyde</l>
                  <l>Hath leyde: and to the courte he wente</l>
                  <l>where many a wyle, and many a wente</l>
                  <l>with flatery and wordes ſofte</l>
                  <l>He caſte and hath compaſſed ofte</l>
                  <l>Howe he his prince myght pleaſe.</l>
                  <l>And in this wyfe be gate hym eaſe.</l>
                  <l>Of veyne honour and worldes good.</l>
                  <l>The londes rule vpon hym ſtode.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge of hym was wondre glad.</l>
                  <l>And all was do, what thynge he had</l>
                  <l>Gothe in the courte, and eke without</l>
                  <l>with flatery be brought about</l>
                  <l>His purpos of the worldes werke,</l>
                  <l>whiche was ayene the ſtate of clerke.</l>
                  <l>So that philoſophy he lefte</l>
                  <l>And to ryches hym ſelfe vp lefte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus had Ariſtyppe his wyll.</l>
                  <l>But Diogenes dwelte ſtyll</l>
                  <l>At home, and loked on his boke</l>
                  <l>He ſought not the worldes croke</l>
                  <l>For veyne honour, ne for rycheſſe,</l>
                  <l>But all his hertes beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>He ſette to be vertuous.</l>
                  <l>And thus within his owne hous</l>
                  <l>He lyuch to the ſuffyſaunce</l>
                  <l>Of his hauynge, and fell perchaunce</l>
                  <l>This Diogene vpon a day</l>
                  <l>And that was in the month of May</l>
                  <l>whan that theſe herbes ben holſome</l>
                  <l>He walketh for to gether ſome</l>
                  <l>In his gardyn, of whiche his ioutes</l>
                  <l>He thought to haue, and thus aboutes</l>
                  <l>whan he hath gadred what him lyketh</l>
                  <l>He ſet him than downe and piketh</l>
                  <l>And wiſſhe his herbes in the flode</l>
                  <l>Vpon the whiche his garden ſtode</l>
                  <l>Nigh to the bregge as Itolde ere</l>
                  <l>And hapneth whyle he ſytteth there</l>
                  <l>Cam Ariſtippus by the ſtrete</l>
                  <l>with many bors and routes great</l>
                  <l>And ſtraught vnto the bregge he rode</l>
                  <l>where that he boued and abode</l>
                  <l>For as he caſt his eye nygh</l>
                  <l>His felawe Diogene he ſigh</l>
                  <l>And what he dede he ſigh alſo</l>
                  <l>wherof he ſayde to him tho.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O Deogene god the ſpede</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:164" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>It were certes litel nede</l>
                  <l>To ſitte here and wortes pyke</l>
                  <l>If thouthy prince coudeſt lyke</l>
                  <l>So as I can in my degre.</l>
                  <l>O <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>riſtippe (ageyne quod he)</l>
                  <l>If that thou coudeſt ſo as I</l>
                  <l>Thy wortes pycke truely,</l>
                  <l>It were as lytell nede or laſſe</l>
                  <l>That thou ſo worldly woll compaſſe</l>
                  <l>with flatery for to ſerue</l>
                  <l>wherof thou thynkeſt for to deſerue</l>
                  <l>Thy prynces thonke, and to purchace</l>
                  <l>How thou myght ſtonde in his grace</l>
                  <l>For gettynge of a lyttell good.</l>
                  <l>If thou wolt take in to thy mode</l>
                  <l>Reaſon: thou myght by reaſon deme</l>
                  <l>That ſo thy prynce for to queme</l>
                  <l>Is not to reaſon accordaunt</l>
                  <l>But it is greatly diſcordaunt</l>
                  <l>Vnto the ſcholes of Athene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus anſwerde Diogene</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the clerkes flateye</l>
                  <l>But yet men ſeyne theſſamplerye</l>
                  <l>Of Ariſtyppe is well receyued</l>
                  <l>And thilke of Diogene is weyued.</l>
                  <l>Office in courte, and golde in coffer</l>
                  <l>Is now, men ſeyn, the philoſopher</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the worſhyp in the hall.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But flatery paſſeth all</l>
                  <l>In chambre whom the court auaunceth.</l>
                  <l>For vpon chylke lotte it chuanceth</l>
                  <l>To be beloued nowe a day.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Nota exemplum cuiuſdam poete de Italia ou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Dantes vocabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ I not if it be ye or nay.</l>
                  <l>Howe Dante the poete anſwerde</l>
                  <l>To a flattrour, the tale I herde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon a ſtryfe betwene hem two</l>
                  <l>He ſayd hym, there ben many mo.</l>
                  <l>Of thy ſeruauntes than of myn.</l>
                  <l>For the poete of his couyne</l>
                  <l>Hath none, that wyl hym cloth and fede</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But a flatour may rule and lede</l>
                  <l>A kynge with all his londe about.</l>
                  <l>So ſtant the wyſe man in dout</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that to foly drewe.</l>
                  <l>For ſuche is nowe the comen lawe</l>
                  <l>And as the commune voyce it telleth</l>
                  <l>where nowe that flaterie dwelleth</l>
                  <l>In euery londe vnder the lonne</l>
                  <l>There is full many a thinge begonne</l>
                  <l>whiche were better to be lefte</l>
                  <l>That hath be ſhewed nowe and efte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But if a prince him wolde rule</l>
                  <l>Of the Romayns after the reule</l>
                  <l>In thilke tyme as it was vſed</l>
                  <l>This vice ſhulde be refuſed</l>
                  <l>wherof the princis ben aſſoted.</l>
                  <l>But where the playn trouth is noted</l>
                  <l>There may a prince wel conceyue</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall nought himſelfe deceyue</l>
                  <l>Of that he hereth wordes pleyne.</l>
                  <l>For him ther nought by reaſon pleyne.</l>
                  <l>That warned is, er hem he wo</l>
                  <l>And that was fully proued ſo.</l>
                  <l>whan Rome was the worldes chiefe</l>
                  <l>The ſooth ſayer tho was leefe</l>
                  <l>whiche wold not the trouth ſpare</l>
                  <l>But with his worde, playne and bare</l>
                  <l>To themperour his ſothes tolde</l>
                  <l>As in cronicke it is withholde</l>
                  <l>Here afterwarde as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>Acordend vnto this matere.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic eciam contra vicium adulationis ponit ex<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>emplum: et narrat, ꝙ cum nuper Romanorum imperator contra ſuos hoſtes victoria<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> optmuiſſet, et cum palma triumphi in vrbem redire debuiſſet, ne ipſum inanis glorie altitudo ſuperextolleret, licitum ſuit pro illo die quod vnus quiſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> priora, que ſue condicionie agnoſceret, in aures ſuas ap<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cius exclamaret: vt ſic gaudium cum dolore com peſceret, et adulantum voces, ſi que fuerant, pro minimo computaret.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> To ſe this olde enſamplarye</l>
                  <l>That whilom was no flaterye</l>
                  <l>Towarde the he princis, wel I finde</l>
                  <l>wherof ſo as it comthe to mynde</l>
                  <l>My ſonne a tale vnto thin ere</l>
                  <l>(while that the worthy princes were</l>
                  <l>At Rome) I thinke for to telle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For whan the chaunces ſo byfelle</l>
                  <l>That any emperour as tho</l>
                  <l>Victorye had vpon his foo</l>
                  <l>And ſo fort came to Rome ageyne</l>
                  <l>Of treble honour he was certayne</l>
                  <pb n="155" facs="tcp:7065:164"/>
                  <l>wherof that he was magnified.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The firſte, as it is ſpecyfied,</l>
                  <l>was, whan he came thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>The chart, in whiche he ſhuld ryde</l>
                  <l>Foure whyte ſtedes ſhulde it drawe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of Iupiter by thylke lawe</l>
                  <l>The cote he ſhulde were alſo.</l>
                  <l>His priſoners eke ſhulden go</l>
                  <l>Endlonge the chare on eyther honde.</l>
                  <l>And all the nobleſſe of the londe</l>
                  <l>Tofore and after with him come</l>
                  <l>Rydend, and broughten him to Rome</l>
                  <l>In token of his chyualrye.</l>
                  <l>And for none other flaterye.</l>
                  <l>And that was ſhewed forth with all.</l>
                  <l>where he ſatte in his chare ryalle</l>
                  <l>Beſyde him was a rybaud ſet</l>
                  <l>whiche had his worde ſo beſet</l>
                  <l>To themperour in all his glorye</l>
                  <l>He ſayde: take in to memorye</l>
                  <l>For all this pompe, and all this pryde</l>
                  <l>Let no iuſtice gon a ſyde</l>
                  <l>But knowe thy ſelfe, what ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>For men ſeen often tyme falle</l>
                  <l>Thinge, which men wende ſyker ſtonde.</l>
                  <l>Though thou victory haue on honde</l>
                  <l>Fortune may not ſtonde alwey:</l>
                  <l>The whele perchaunce anothere day</l>
                  <l>May turne, and thou ouer throwe</l>
                  <l>There laſteth no thinge but a throwe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with theſe wordes and with mo</l>
                  <l>This ryhaulde, which ſat with him tho</l>
                  <l>To themperour his tale tolde.</l>
                  <l>And ouermore what euer he wolde</l>
                  <l>Or were it euyl, or were it good</l>
                  <l>So playnly as the trouth ſtood</l>
                  <l>He ſpareth not, but ſpeketh it oute.</l>
                  <l>And ſo myght euery man aboute</l>
                  <l>The day of that ſolempnyte</l>
                  <l>His tale tel as wele as he</l>
                  <l>To themperour all openly.</l>
                  <l>And all was this the cauſe why</l>
                  <l>That while he ſtode in his nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde his vanite repreſſe</l>
                  <l>with ſuche wordes as he herde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ <hi>HIC PONIT EXEMPLVM</hi> ſuper codem / et narrat / ꝙ eodem die quo impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rator intoniſatus in palacio ſuo regio ad conniniu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in maiori leticia fediſſet / miniſtri ſui ſculptores procederant alta voce dicentes: O imperator dic nobis, cuius forme, et vbi tumbam ſculpture tue faciemus: vt ſic morte remorſus huius vite blandicias obtemperaret.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Lo nowe howe thylke tyme ferde</l>
                  <l>Towarde ſo high a worthy lorde.</l>
                  <l>For this I finde eke of recorde</l>
                  <l>whiche the cronyke hath auctorized</l>
                  <l>what emperour was intronized</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt day of his corone</l>
                  <l>where he was in his royal throne</l>
                  <l>And helde his feſt in the paleis</l>
                  <l>Sittende vpon his hie deis</l>
                  <l>withall the luſte that may be gete</l>
                  <l>whan he was gladeſt at his mete</l>
                  <l>And euery mynſtrell had pleide</l>
                  <l>And euery diſſour had ſaide</l>
                  <l>what moſte was pleaſant to his ere:</l>
                  <l>Than at laſt came in there</l>
                  <l>His maſons, for they ſhulde craue</l>
                  <l>where that he wolde he begraue</l>
                  <l>And of what ſtone his ſepulture</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden make, &amp; what ſculpture</l>
                  <l>He wolde ordeigne therupon.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was there flaterye none</l>
                  <l>The worthy prynce to beiape</l>
                  <l>The kynge was otherwyſe ſhape</l>
                  <l>with good counſayle: and otherwyſe.</l>
                  <l>They were hem ſelfe than wyſe</l>
                  <l>And vnderſtoden well and knewen</l>
                  <l>when ſuche ſofte wyndes blewen</l>
                  <l>Of flaterye in to her eare</l>
                  <l>They ſetten nought her hertes there</l>
                  <l>But when they herde wordes feyned</l>
                  <l>The pleyne trouth it hath diſdeyned</l>
                  <l>Of hem that weren ſo diſcrete</l>
                  <l>Tho toke the flaterer no heyete</l>
                  <l>Of hym, that was his prince tho</l>
                  <l>And for to prouen it is ſo</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche befell in dede</l>
                  <l>In a cronyke of Rome I rede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Hic inter alia geſta Ceſaris narrat vnu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> exe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>plum precipue co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tra illos, qui cum in aſpectu principis aliis ſapienciores apparere vellent, quandoque tame<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſimilate ſapiencie talia committunt, per que ceteris ſtulciores in fine comprobantur,</head>
               <lg>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:165"/>
                  <l>¶Ceſar vpon his royall trone</l>
                  <l>where that he ſat in his perſone</l>
                  <l>And was hyeſt in all his pris.</l>
                  <l>A man, whiche wolde make hym wyſe</l>
                  <l>Fell downe knelende in his preſence</l>
                  <l>And dyd hym ſuche a reuerence</l>
                  <l>As though the high god it were.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Men hadden great meruayle there</l>
                  <l>Of the worſhyp, whiche he dede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This man aros fro thylke ſtede</l>
                  <l>And forth with all the ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>He goth hym vp, and by his ſyde</l>
                  <l>He ſet hym downe, as peer and pere</l>
                  <l>And ſaide: If thou that fytteſt here</l>
                  <l>Arte god, whiche all thynges myght</l>
                  <l>Than haue I worſhypped a ryght</l>
                  <l>As to the god: and other wyſe</l>
                  <l>If thou be not of thylke aſſiſe</l>
                  <l>But arte a man, ſuche as am I</l>
                  <l>Than may I ſyt the faſt by,</l>
                  <l>For we be bothe of o kynde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ceſar anſwerde, and ſayde: O blynde</l>
                  <l>Thou arte a fole, it is well ſene</l>
                  <l>Vpon thy ſelfe. For if thou wene</l>
                  <l>I be a god, thou doſte amys</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o ſyt, where thou ſeeſt god is.</l>
                  <l>And if I be a man alſo</l>
                  <l>Thou haſt a great foly do</l>
                  <l>whan thou to ſuche one, as ſhall deye</l>
                  <l>The worſhyp of thy god alweye</l>
                  <l>Haſt yeuen ſo vnworthily.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus may I proue redely</l>
                  <l>Thou art not wiſe. And they that herde</l>
                  <l>Howe wyſely that the kynge anſwerde</l>
                  <l>It was to hem a newe lore</l>
                  <l>wherof they dreden hym the more.</l>
                  <l>And brought nothynge to his ere</l>
                  <l>But if it trouthe and reaſon were.</l>
                  <l>So ben there many in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aynen wordes to be wyſe</l>
                  <l>And all is veray flaterye</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche can it well aſpye.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota qualiter iſti circa principem adulatores <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>nus a curia expelli quam ad regie mageſtatis mune<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>a acceptari policia ſuadente, deberent.</head>
               <l>¶The kynde flaterour can not loue</l>
               <l>But for to brynge hym ſelfe aboue.</l>
               <l>For howe that euer his mayſter fare</l>
               <l>So that hym ſelfe ſtonde out of care</l>
               <l>Him retcheth nought. And thus ful ofte</l>
               <l>Deceyued bene with wordes ſofte</l>
               <l>The kynges, that ben innocent.</l>
               <l>wherof as for chaſtement</l>
               <l>The wyſe philoſophre ſayde:</l>
               <l>what kynge that ſo his treaſure layde</l>
               <l>Vpon ſuche folke, he hath the leſſe</l>
               <l>And yet ne doth he no largeſſe</l>
               <l>But harmeth with his owne honde</l>
               <l>Hym ſelfe, and eke his owne londe.</l>
               <l>And that many a ſondry weye.</l>
               <l>wherof if that a man ſhall ſeye</l>
               <l>As for to ſpeake in generall</l>
               <l>where ſuche thynge falleth ouer all</l>
               <l>That any kinge him ſelfe miſreule</l>
               <l>The philoſophre vpon his reule</l>
               <l>In ſpeciall a cauſe ſet</l>
               <l>whiche is and euer hath be lette</l>
               <l>In gouernance aboute a kinge</l>
               <l>Vpon the meſchiefe of the thinge</l>
               <l>And that, he ſeith, is flaterye:</l>
               <l>wherof tofore as in partye</l>
               <l>what vice it is, I haue declared.</l>
               <l>For who that hath his wit bewared</l>
               <l>Vpon a flatour to bileue</l>
               <l>whan that he weneth beſt achieue</l>
               <l>His good worlde, it is moſte fro.</l>
               <l>And for to prouen it is ſo</l>
               <l>Enſamples there be many one</l>
               <l>Of whiche if thou wolte knowe one</l>
               <l>It is behouely for to here</l>
               <l>what whylom fell in this matere.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur vlterius de conſilio adulantu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> quo rum fabulis principis aures organizate veritatis auditu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> capere nequeunt, Et narrat exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> de re<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ge Achab, <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> pro eo / quod ipſe propheci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> fidelis Michee recuſauit / blandicus / que adulantis Ze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dechie adheſit, rex Syrie Benedab in campo bel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lator ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> diuino iudicio denictum interfecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Amonge the kynges in the byble</l>
                  <l>I fynde a tale, and is credible,</l>
                  <l>Of hym that whylom Achab hyght</l>
                  <l>whiche had all Iſraell to ryght.</l>
                  <l>But who that coude gloſe ſofte</l>
                  <l>And flater, ſuche he ſette alofte</l>
                  <l>In great eſtate, and made hem ryche</l>
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                  <l>But they that ſpeken wordes liche</l>
                  <l>To trouthe, and wolde it not forbere</l>
                  <l>For hem was none eſtate to bere</l>
                  <l>The courte of ſuche toke none hede,</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt vpon a nede</l>
                  <l>That Benedab kynge of Surry</l>
                  <l>Of Iſraell a great partie</l>
                  <l>whiche Ramoth Galaad was hote</l>
                  <l>Hath ſeſed: and of that ryote</l>
                  <l>He toke counſeyle in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>But not of hem, that weren wyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles vpon this cas</l>
                  <l>To ſtrenghthen him, for Ioſephas</l>
                  <l>whiche than was kynge of Iudee</l>
                  <l>He ſende for to come, as he</l>
                  <l>whiche through frendſhyp and alyance</l>
                  <l>was nexte to hym of acqueyntaunce.</l>
                  <l>For Ioram ſonne of Ioſaphath</l>
                  <l>Achabs doughter wedded hath</l>
                  <l>whiche hyght fayre Goodelye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus cam into Samary</l>
                  <l>Kynge Ioſaphat, and he founde there</l>
                  <l>The kynge Achab: and when they were</l>
                  <l>To gether ſpekende of this thyng,</l>
                  <l>This Ioſaphat ſaith to the kynge</l>
                  <l>Howe that he wolde gladly here</l>
                  <l>Some true prophet in this matere</l>
                  <l>That he his counſayle might yeue</l>
                  <l>To what poynt it ſhall be dreue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in that tyme ſo befelle</l>
                  <l>There was ſuche one in Iſrael</l>
                  <l>whiche ſette hym all to flaterye</l>
                  <l>And he was cleped Sedechy:</l>
                  <l>And after hym Achab hath ſent.</l>
                  <l>And he at his commaundement</l>
                  <l>Tofore hym cam: and by a ſleyght</l>
                  <l>He hath vpon his heed on heyght</l>
                  <l>Two large hornes ſet of bras.</l>
                  <l>As he whiche all a flattrour was,</l>
                  <l>And goth rampende as a lyon</l>
                  <l>And caſt his horne vp and downe:</l>
                  <l>And bad men ben of good eſpcire</l>
                  <l>For as the hornes perſen the eyre</l>
                  <l>He ſaith, withouten reſiſtence</l>
                  <l>So wyſt be well of his ſcience</l>
                  <l>That Benedab is dyſcomfyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>when S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>dechy vpon this plyte</l>
                  <l>Hath tolde this tale vnto his lorde</l>
                  <l>Anone they were of his acorde</l>
                  <l>Prophetes falſe many mo</l>
                  <l>To bere vp oyle, and al tho</l>
                  <l>Affermen that, whiche he hath tolde:</l>
                  <l>wherof the kynge Achab was bolde</l>
                  <l>And yaue hem yeftes all aboute.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Ioſaphat was in great doubte</l>
                  <l>And beine fantoſme all that he herde.</l>
                  <l>Prayende Achab howe ſo ferde</l>
                  <l>If there were ony other man</l>
                  <l>The whiche of prophecie can</l>
                  <l>To here hym ſpeke er that they gone.</l>
                  <l>Quod Achab than, there is one</l>
                  <l>A brothel, whiche Myche as hyght.</l>
                  <l>But he ne comth nought in my ſyght</l>
                  <l>For he hath longe in priſone leyen</l>
                  <l>Hym lyked neuer yet to ſeyen</l>
                  <l>A goodly worde to my pleaſance.</l>
                  <l>And netheles at thyne inſtance</l>
                  <l>He ſhall come out: and than he may</l>
                  <l>Say, as he ſayde many a day.</l>
                  <l>For yet he ſayde neuer wele.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho Ioſaphat began ſome dele</l>
                  <l>To gladen hym in hope of trouthe.</l>
                  <l>And bade withouten any ſlouthe</l>
                  <l>That men hym ſhulde fette anone.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they that were for hym gone</l>
                  <l>whan that they comen where he was</l>
                  <l>They tolden vnto Mycheas</l>
                  <l>The manere howe that Sedechye</l>
                  <l>Declared hath his prophecye.</l>
                  <l>And therupon they prayen hym fayre</l>
                  <l>That he wyll ſay no contrarye</l>
                  <l>wherof the kynge may be diſpleaſed.</l>
                  <l>For ſo ſhall euery man be eaſed.</l>
                  <l>And he may helpe hym ſelfe alſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Mycheas vpon trouthe tho</l>
                  <l>His herte ſet, and to hem ſaythe:</l>
                  <l>All that belonged to his faythe</l>
                  <l>(And of none other feyned thynge)</l>
                  <l>That woll he tell vnto the kynge</l>
                  <l>As ferre as god hath yeue hym grace.</l>
                  <l>Thus came this prophete in to place</l>
                  <l>where he the kynges wyll herde.</l>
                  <l>And he therto anone anſwerde,</l>
                  <l>And ſayde vnto hym in this wyſe:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My liege lorde for my ſeruice</l>
                  <l>whiche trewe hath ſtonde euer yet</l>
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                  <l>Thou haſte with priſone me acquite.</l>
                  <l>But for all that I ſhall nat gloſe</l>
                  <l>Of trouthe as far as I ſuppoſe.</l>
                  <l>And as touchende of thy batayle</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte not of the ſothe fayle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if it lyke the to here</l>
                  <l>As I am taught in that matere</l>
                  <l>Thou myght it vnderſtonde ſone.</l>
                  <l>But what is afterwarde to done</l>
                  <l>Auiſe the, for this I ſye</l>
                  <l>I was tofore the trone on hye</l>
                  <l>where all the worlde me thought ſtode,</l>
                  <l>And there I herde and vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>The voyce of god with wordes clere</l>
                  <l>Axende, and ſayde in this manere:</l>
                  <l>In what thynge may I beſt begyle</l>
                  <l>The kynge Achab, and for a whyle</l>
                  <l>Vpon this poynt they ſpeken faſt.</l>
                  <l>Tho ſayd a ſpirite at laſt</l>
                  <l>I vndertake this empriſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And god hym axeth in what wyſe.</l>
                  <l>I ſhall (qd he) deceyue and lye</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>h flaterende prophecie</l>
                  <l>In ſuche mouthes, as he leueth.</l>
                  <l>And be, whiche all thynge acheueth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ad hym go forth, and do ryght ſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this I ſygh alſo</l>
                  <l>The noble people of Iſrael</l>
                  <l>Diſpers, as ſhepe vpon an hylle</l>
                  <l>without a keper vnarayed</l>
                  <l>And as they wenten about aſtrayed</l>
                  <l>I herde a voyce vnto hem ſeyne:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Goth home in to your hous ayene</l>
                  <l>Til I for you haue better ordeyned.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uod Sedechi thou haſt feined</l>
                  <l>This tale, in angringe of the kynge</l>
                  <l>And in a wrathe vpon this thinge</l>
                  <l>He ſmote Miche vpon the cheke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge him hath rebuked eke</l>
                  <l>And euery man vpon him cried.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was he ſhente on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>A yene and in to priſone ladde</l>
                  <l>For ſo the kinge him ſelfe hadde.</l>
                  <l>The trouth might nought ben herde</l>
                  <l>But afterward as it hath ferde</l>
                  <l>The dede proueth his entent</l>
                  <l>Achab to the batayle went</l>
                  <l>where Benedab for all his ſhelde</l>
                  <l>Him ſlough, ſo that vpon the felde</l>
                  <l>His people goth aboute a ſtraye.</l>
                  <l>But god, whiche all thinges may</l>
                  <l>So doth, that they no miſchiefe haue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Her kinge was deed / and they be ſaue</l>
                  <l>And home ageyn in goddes pees</l>
                  <l>They wente, and all was founde ſes</l>
                  <l>That Sedechye hath ſaide tofore.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So ſit it wel a kinge therfore</l>
                  <l>To loue them, that trouth mene</l>
                  <l>For at laſt it will be ſene</l>
                  <l>That flaterye is no thinge worth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But nowe to my mater forth</l>
                  <l>As for to ſpeken ouer more</l>
                  <l>After the philoſophers lore</l>
                  <l>The thirde poynte of policye</l>
                  <l>I thinke for to ſpecifye.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Propter tranſgreſſos leges ſtatuuntur in orbe,</l>
                  <l>Vt viuant iuſti regis honore viri.</l>
                  <l>Lex ſine iuſticie, populum ſub principis vmbra</l>
                  <l>Deuiat, vt rectum nemo videbit iter.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic tractat de tercia principum legis policia, que iuſticia nominata eſt cuius condicio legibus in corupta vnicuique quod ſuum eſt equo pondere diſtribuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>what is a londe, where men be none?</l>
                  <l>what ben the men, whiche are allone</l>
                  <l>withoute a kinges gouernaunce?</l>
                  <l>what is a kinge in his ligeaunce</l>
                  <l>where that there is no lawe in londe?</l>
                  <l>what is to take lawe on honde</l>
                  <l>But if the Iuges ben trewe?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Theſe olde worldes with the newe</l>
                  <l>who that wil take in euydence</l>
                  <l>There may he ſe experience</l>
                  <l>what thinge it is to kepe lawe</l>
                  <l>Through which wronges be withdrawe</l>
                  <l>And rightwiſnes ſtante commended</l>
                  <l>wherof the regnes ben amended.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For where the lawe may commune</l>
                  <l>The lordes forth with the comune</l>
                  <l>Eche hath his propre deute.</l>
                  <l>And eke the kinges rialte</l>
                  <l>Of bothe his worſhyp vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>To his eſtate as it belongeth:</l>
                  <l>whiche of his high worthineſſe</l>
                  <l>Hath to gouerne rightwiſneſſe,</l>
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                  <l>As he which ſhall the lawe guyde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles vpon ſome ſyde</l>
                  <l>His power ſtant aboue the lawe</l>
                  <l>To yeue both and to withdrawe</l>
                  <l>The forſet of a mannes lyfe.</l>
                  <l>But thinges, which are exceſſiſe</l>
                  <l>Ayen the lawe, he ſhal not do</l>
                  <l>For loue, ne for hate alſo.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Imperatoriam mageſtatem non ſolum armie ſed etiam legibus oportet eſſe armatam.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The mightes of a kinge be gret.</l>
                  <l>But yet a worthy kinge ſhall let</l>
                  <l>Of wronge to done, all that he might.</l>
                  <l>For he whiche ſhal the people right</l>
                  <l>It ſyt wel to his regalye</l>
                  <l>That he him ſelfe firſt Iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>Towardes god in his degree.</l>
                  <l>For his aſtate is elles fre</l>
                  <l>Towarde all other in his perſone</l>
                  <l>Saue onely to the god alone</l>
                  <l>whiche wyl hym ſelfe a kynge chaſtiſe</l>
                  <l>where that none other may ſuffiſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So were it good to taken hede</l>
                  <l>That fyrſte a kynge his owne dede</l>
                  <l>Betwene the vertue and the vice</l>
                  <l>Redreſſe, and than of his iuſtice</l>
                  <l>To ſet in euen the balance</l>
                  <l>Towardes other in gouernance</l>
                  <l>That to the powre, and to the ryche</l>
                  <l>His lawes myghten ſtonde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> lyche.</l>
                  <l>He ſhall excepte no perſone.</l>
                  <l>But for he may not all hym one</l>
                  <l>In ſondry places do iuſtyce</l>
                  <l>He ſhall of his ryall office</l>
                  <l>with wyſe conſideration</l>
                  <l>Ordeyne his deputation</l>
                  <l>Of ſube iuges, as ben lerned</l>
                  <l>So that his people be gouerned</l>
                  <l>By hem, that true ben and wyfe.</l>
                  <l>For if the lawe of couetyſe</l>
                  <l>Be ſet vpon a iuges honde:</l>
                  <l>wo is the people of thylke londe.</l>
                  <l>For wronge may not hym ſelfen hyde.</l>
                  <l>But els on that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>If lawe ſtonde with the right</l>
                  <l>The people is glad, &amp; ſtont vpright.</l>
                  <l>where as the lawe is reaſonable</l>
                  <l>The comyn people ſtant menable.</l>
                  <l>And if the lawe torne amys</l>
                  <l>The people alſo myſtorned is.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Nota hic de iuſticia Maximmi imperatoria / qui cum alicuius prouincie cuſtodem ſibi conſtitu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ere volebat / primo de ſui nonumis fama procla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>macione facta ipſius condicionem diligencius in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ueſtigabat.</head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>And in enſample of this matere</l>
               <l>Of Maxymyn a man may here</l>
               <l>Of Rome which was emperour.</l>
               <l>That whan he made a gouernour</l>
               <l>By weye of ſubſtitucion</l>
               <l>Of prouynce or of region,</l>
               <l>He wolde fyrſt enquire his name</l>
               <l>And lete it openly proclame</l>
               <l>what man he were, or euyl or good.</l>
               <l>And vpon that his name ſtode</l>
               <l>Enclyned to vertue or to vyce</l>
               <l>So wolde he ſet him in office:</l>
               <l>Or elles put hym all aweye.</l>
               <l>Thus helde the lawe his ryght weye</l>
               <l>which fonde no let of couetyſe</l>
               <l>The worlde ſtode than vpon the wyſe</l>
               <l>As by enſample thou might rede</l>
               <l>And holde it in the minde I rede.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum de iudicibus incorruptis: et narrat qualiter Caius Fabri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>nis nuper Rome conſul autum a Sampnitibus ſibi oblatum re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nuit dicene / quod nobilus eſt aurum poſſiden<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>es dominio ſubiugare / <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> ex auri cupiditate dominu libertatem amittere.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶In a cronycke I fynde thus.</l>
                  <l>Howe that Cayus Fabrycius</l>
                  <l>whiche whilome was conſull of Rome</l>
                  <l>By whome the lawes yede and come.</l>
                  <l>whan the Samuytes to hym brought</l>
                  <l>A ſomme of golde, and him beſought</l>
                  <l>To don hem fauour in the lawe.</l>
                  <l>Towarde the golde he gan him drawe</l>
                  <l>wherof in all mennes loke</l>
                  <l>Parte vp in his honde he toke</l>
                  <l>whiche to his mouth in all haſte</l>
                  <l>He put it for to ſmelle and iuſte</l>
                  <l>And to his eye and to his ere.</l>
                  <l>But he ne founde no comforte there.</l>
                  <l>And than be gan it to deſpiſe</l>
                  <l>And tolde vnto hem in this wyſe:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:167"/>
                  <l>I not what is with golde to thriue</l>
                  <l>whan none of all my wittes fyue</l>
                  <l>Fynde ſauour ne delyte therin.</l>
                  <l>So is it but a nyce ſinne</l>
                  <l>Of golde to ben to couetouſe.</l>
                  <l>But he is ryche and gloriouſe</l>
                  <l>whiche hath in his ſubiection</l>
                  <l>Tho men, whiche in poſſeſſion</l>
                  <l>Ben ryche of golde, and by this ſkyll</l>
                  <l>For he may all day whan he wyll</l>
                  <l>Or be hem leſe or be hem lothe</l>
                  <l>Iuſtice done vpon hem both.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus he ſayd, and with that worde</l>
                  <l>He threwe tofore hem on the borde</l>
                  <l>The golde oute of his honde anone.</l>
                  <l>And ſayd hem, that he wolde none.</l>
                  <l>So that he kepte his lyberte</l>
                  <l>To do Iuſtyce and equyte.</l>
                  <l>withoute lucre of ſuche rycheſſe.</l>
                  <l>There ben nowe fewe of ſuche I geſſe</l>
                  <l>For it was thylke tymes vſed</l>
                  <l>That euery Iuge was refuſed</l>
                  <l>whiche was not frende to comyn ryght,</l>
                  <l>But they that wolden ſtonde vp right</l>
                  <l>For trouthe onely to do Iuſtyce</l>
                  <l>Preferred were in thylke offyce</l>
                  <l>Lo deme and Iuge comyn lawe</l>
                  <l>which nowe men ſayn is all withdrawe.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> To ſette a lawe and kepe it nought</l>
                  <l>There is no comune profite ſought.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But aboue al netheles</l>
                  <l>The lawe whiche is made for pees</l>
                  <l>Is good to kepe for the beſte.</l>
                  <l>For that ſetteth all men in reſte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic narrat de iuſticia nuper Conradi imperato <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> cuius tempore alicuius reuerencia perſone <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> precum internencione quacun<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vel au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>empcione legum ſtatuta commutari ſeu redi <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="5 letters">
                     <desc>•••••</desc>
                  </gap>tenus potuerunt.</head>
               <l>¶ The ryghtful emperour Conrade</l>
               <l>To kepe pees ſuche lawe made</l>
               <l>That none within the cyte</l>
               <l>In dyſturbaunce of vnyte</l>
               <l>Durſt ones meuen a matere.</l>
               <l>For in his tyme as thou myght here</l>
               <l>what poynte that was for lawe ſette</l>
               <l>It ſhulde for no good be lette</l>
               <l>To what perſone that it were</l>
               <l>And this brought in the comyn fere</l>
               <l>why euery man the lawe dradde</l>
               <l>For there was none, which fauour bad.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota exemplum de conſtantia iudicis, vbi nar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rat de Carmidotiro Rome nuper conſule, qui cum ſui ſtatuti legem neſcius offendiſſet / Romani <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſuper hoc penam ſibi remittere voluiſſent, ipſe pro pria manu / vbi nullus alius in ipſum vindex fuit / ſui criminis vindictam executus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> So as theſe olde bokes ſayne</l>
                  <l>I fynde wryte, howe a romayne</l>
                  <l>whiche conſull was of the pretoyre</l>
                  <l>whoſe name was Carmidotoire</l>
                  <l>He ſette a lawe for the pees</l>
                  <l>That none but he be wepenles</l>
                  <l>Shall came into the counſeyle hous.</l>
                  <l>And elles as malicious</l>
                  <l>He ſhal ben of the lawe dede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To that ſtatute, and to that rede</l>
                  <l>Accorden all, it ſhall be ſo</l>
                  <l>For certeyne cauſe, whiche was tho.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe lyſt what fyll therafter lone.</l>
                  <l>This Conſul had for to done</l>
                  <l>And was in to the feldes ryde.</l>
                  <l>And they hym hadde longe abyde</l>
                  <l>That lordes of the counſeyle were,</l>
                  <l>And for hym ſende, and he cam there</l>
                  <l>with ſwerde begyrde, and hath foryete</l>
                  <l>Tyll he was in the counſeyle ſete.</l>
                  <l>was none of hem that made ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Tyll he hym ſelfe it wolde ſeche.</l>
                  <l>And fonde out the defaut hym ſelfe.</l>
                  <l>And than he ſayde vnto the twelfe</l>
                  <l>whiche of the ſenate weren wyſe.</l>
                  <l>I haue deſerued the iuyſe</l>
                  <l>In haſte that it were do.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they hym ſayden all no</l>
                  <l>For well they wyſt it was no vyce:</l>
                  <l>whan he ne thought no malyce</l>
                  <l>But onelyche of a lytell ſlouth</l>
                  <l>And thus they leften as for routh</l>
                  <l>To do iuſtyce vpon his gylte</l>
                  <l>For that he ſhulde not be ſpylte.</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſygh the maners howe</l>
                  <l>They wolde hym ſaue, he made anowe</l>
                  <l>with manful herte, and thus he ſayde.</l>
                  <l>That Rome ſhulde neuer abrayde</l>
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                  <l>His heyres, whan he were of dawe</l>
                  <l>That her aunceſtre brake the lawe.</l>
                  <l>For thy er that they weren ware</l>
                  <l>Forthwith the ſame ſwerde he bare</l>
                  <l>The ſtatute of his lawe kepte.</l>
                  <l>So that all Rome his dethe bewepte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota quod falſi iudices mortis pena puuien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bi ſunt. Narrat enim qualiter Cambices rex Per ſarum quendam indicem coruptum excoriari vinu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> fecit, eiuſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> pelle cathedram iudicialem operiri co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſtituit. Ita quod filius ſuus ſuper patris pellem poſtea pro tribunali ſeffurus, iudicii equitatem eui dencius memoraretur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> In other place alſo I rede</l>
                  <l>where that a Iuge his owne dede</l>
                  <l>Ne wol nought venge of lawe broke</l>
                  <l>The kynge hath him ſelfe wroke.</l>
                  <l>The great kinge, it whiche Cambiſes</l>
                  <l>was hote, a Iuge lawles</l>
                  <l>He fonde, and in to remembraunce</l>
                  <l>He dyd vpon him ſuche vengeaunce.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Oute of his ſkin he was beflayne</l>
                  <l>All quycke: and in that wiſe ſlayne</l>
                  <l>So that his ſkyn was ſhape all mete</l>
                  <l>And nayled on the ſame ſete</l>
                  <l>where that his ſonne ſhulde ſytte</l>
                  <l>Auiſe him if he wolde flytte</l>
                  <l>The lawe for the couetyſe</l>
                  <l>There ſawe be redy his Iuiſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus in defalte of other Iuge</l>
                  <l>The kinge mote otherwhile iuge</l>
                  <l>To holden vp the ryght lawe.</l>
                  <l>And for to ſpeke of the olde dawe</l>
                  <l>To take enſample of that was tho</l>
                  <l>I fynde a tale wryten alſo,</l>
                  <l>Howe that a worthy prince is holde</l>
                  <l>The lawes of his londe to holde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt for the hygh goddes ſake</l>
                  <l>And eke for that him is betake</l>
                  <l>The people for to guyde and lede</l>
                  <l>whiche is the charge of his kinge hede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum de principibus illis / non ſolum legem ſtatuentes illam conſeruant / ſed vt commune bonum adangeant, propriam facultate<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> diminuu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t. Et narrat, quod cum Atheu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> principe ſubditos ſuos in omni proſpiritatis habundantia diuites et vnanimes congruis legibus ſtare fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſſe volens, ad vtilitatem reipublice leges if las firmnis obſerniari peregre profeciſſiſe finxit, ſed priue iuramentuus ſolempne a legiis ſuis ſub hac forma exegit, quod ipſi vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> in reditum ſuum ſeges ſuas nullatenus infringerent, quibus iura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tis peregrinationem ſuam in exilium abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ditu perpetuo delegauſt,</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ In a cronyke I rede thus</l>
                  <l>Of the ryghtfull Lycurgus</l>
                  <l>whiche of Athenes prynce was</l>
                  <l>Howe be the lawe in euery cas,</l>
                  <l>wherof he ſhulde his people rule</l>
                  <l>Hath ſet vpon ſo good a rule</l>
                  <l>In all this worlde that cite none</l>
                  <l>Of lawe was ſo well begone,</l>
                  <l>Forthwith the trouthe of gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>There was amonge hem no diſtaunce</l>
                  <l>But euery man hath his encrees.</l>
                  <l>There was without werre pees,</l>
                  <l>without enuye loue ſtode</l>
                  <l>Rycheſſe vpon the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune good</l>
                  <l>And not vpon the ſynguler</l>
                  <l>Ordeyned was, and the power</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that weren in eſtate</l>
                  <l>was ſaufe, wherof vpon debate</l>
                  <l>There ſtode nothynge, ſo that in reſte</l>
                  <l>Myght euery man his herte reſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan this noble ryghtfull kynge</l>
                  <l>Sigh how it ferde of all this thynge</l>
                  <l>wherof the people ſtode in eaſe</l>
                  <l>He whiche for euer wolde pleaſe</l>
                  <l>The hygh god, whoſe thonke be ſought</l>
                  <l>A wonder thynge than he bethought</l>
                  <l>And ſhope, if that it myght be</l>
                  <l>Howe that his lawe in the cite</l>
                  <l>Myght afterwarde for euer laſte.</l>
                  <l>And thervpon his wytte he caſte</l>
                  <l>what thynge hym were beſt to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>That he his purpoſe myght atteyne.</l>
                  <l>A parlement and thus he ſette</l>
                  <l>His wyſdome where that he be ſet</l>
                  <l>In audience of great and ſmale</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe he tolde his tale:</l>
                  <l>¶ God wote, and ſo ye woten all</l>
                  <l>Here afterwarde howe ſo it fall</l>
                  <l>yet in to nowe my wyll hath be</l>
                  <l>To do iuſtyce and equyte</l>
                  <l>In fordrynge of commune proffyte</l>
                  <l>Suche hath ben euer my delyte,</l>
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                  <l>But of one thinge I am be knowe</l>
                  <l>The whiles my wylle is that ye knowe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The lawe / whiche I toke on honde</l>
                  <l>was all togeder of goddes ſonde</l>
                  <l>And no thinge of myn owne wit,</l>
                  <l>So mote it nede endure yet</l>
                  <l>And ſhall do lenger, if ye wyl.</l>
                  <l>For I wol telle you the ſkyl.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The god Mercurius, and no man</l>
                  <l>He hath me taught, all that I can</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche lawes as I made,</l>
                  <l>wherof that ye ben all gladde</l>
                  <l>It was the god, and nothinge I</l>
                  <l>whiche dyd all this: And nowe for thy</l>
                  <l>He hath commaunded of his grace</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall come in to a place</l>
                  <l>whiche is foren oute in an yle</l>
                  <l>where I mote tarye for a whyle</l>
                  <l>with him to ſpeke and he hath bede.</l>
                  <l>For as he ſayth, in thilke ſtede</l>
                  <l>He ſhall me ſuche thinges telle,</l>
                  <l>That euer whyle the worlde ſhal dwell</l>
                  <l>Athenes ſhall the better fare.</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t firſt er that I thyder fare</l>
                  <l>For that I wolde that my lawe</l>
                  <l>Amonges you ne be withdrawe</l>
                  <l>There whiles that I ſhall be oute</l>
                  <l>For thy to ſetten oute of doubte</l>
                  <l>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>h you and me, thus wol I praye</l>
                  <l>That ye me wolde aſſure and ſaye</l>
                  <l>with ſuche an othe, as ye wyl take,</l>
                  <l>That eche of you ſhall vndertake</l>
                  <l>My lawes for to kepe and holde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They ſayden all, that they wolde.</l>
                  <l>And there vpon they ſwore there othe</l>
                  <l>That fro that tyme, that he gothe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> he to hem be come ageyne</l>
                  <l>They ſhuld his lawes wel and pleyne</l>
                  <l>In euery poynt kepe and fulfyl.</l>
                  <l>Thus hath Lycurgus his wille:</l>
                  <l>And toke his leue, and forth he went.</l>
                  <l>But liſt nowe wel to what entent</l>
                  <l>Of rightwiſnes be did ſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For after that he was ago</l>
                  <l>He ſhope him neuer to be founde</l>
                  <l>So that Athenis, wyiche was bounde</l>
                  <l>Neuer after ſhuld be releced</l>
                  <l>Ne thilke good lawe ſeced</l>
                  <l>whiche was for commune profit ſette.</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe he hath it knette.</l>
                  <l>He whiche the commune profyte ſought</l>
                  <l>The kynge his owne eſtate ne rought</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To do profyte to the commune</l>
                  <l>He toke of exyle the fortune</l>
                  <l>And lefte of prynce thylke office</l>
                  <l>Onely for loue and for iuſtyce</l>
                  <l>Through whiche he thought, if that he might</l>
                  <l>For euer after his deth, to right</l>
                  <l>The cite, whiche was hym betake</l>
                  <l>wherof men ought enſample take</l>
                  <l>The good lawes to auaunce</l>
                  <l>with hem whiche vnder gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>The lawes haue for to kepe</l>
                  <l>For who that wolde take kepe</l>
                  <l>Of hem that fyrſt lawes founde</l>
                  <l>Als ferre as laſteth any bounde</l>
                  <l>Of londe, her names yet ben knowe.</l>
                  <l>And if it lyke the to knowe</l>
                  <l>Some of her names, howe they ſtonde</l>
                  <l>Nowe herken, &amp; thou ſhalt vnderſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic ad eorum laudem, qui iuſtitie cauſa le<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges ſtatuerunt aliquorum nomina ſpecialius co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>memorat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of euery benfite the merite</l>
                  <l>The god hym ſelfe it wol acquyte.</l>
                  <l>And eke full ofte it falleth ſo</l>
                  <l>The worlde it woll acquyte alſo</l>
                  <l>But that may not ben euen lyche</l>
                  <l>The god he yeueth the heuen ryche,</l>
                  <l>The worlde yefth onely but a name</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtont vpon the good fame</l>
                  <l>Of hem that done the good dede.</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe double mede</l>
                  <l>Receyuen they, that done well here</l>
                  <l>wherof if that the lyſt to here</l>
                  <l>After the fame as it is blowe</l>
                  <l>There myght thou well the ſoth knowe</l>
                  <l>Howe thilke honeſt beſyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that firſt for ryghtwyſeneſſe</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men the lawes made</l>
                  <l>May neuer vpon this erthe fade</l>
                  <l>For euer while there is a tonge</l>
                  <l>Her name ſhal be redde and ſonge</l>
                  <l>And holde in the cronyke write</l>
                  <l>So that the men it ſhullen wyte</l>
                  <pb n="159" facs="tcp:7065:168"/>
                  <l>To ſpeaken good, as they well oughten</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that fyrſte the lawes ſoughten</l>
                  <l>In fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>drynge of the worldes pees</l>
                  <l>Vnto the Hebrewes was Moyſes</l>
                  <l>The fyrſte: and to the Egypciens</l>
                  <l>Mercurius: and to Troiens</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt was Numa Pompilius</l>
                  <l>To Athenes Licurgus</l>
                  <l>yaue fyrſt the lawe vnto gregoys.</l>
                  <l>Foroneus hath thylke voyce</l>
                  <l>And Romulus of romayns:</l>
                  <l>For ſuche men that ben vilayns</l>
                  <l>The lawe in ſuche a wyſe ordeineth</l>
                  <l>That what man to the lawe pleyneth</l>
                  <l>Be ſo the iuge ſtande vpryght</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be ſerued of his ryght.</l>
                  <l>And ſo ferforth it is befall</l>
                  <l>That lawe is come amonge vs all.</l>
                  <l>God leue it mote well bene holde</l>
                  <l>As euery kynge therto is holde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thynge, whiche is of kynges ſette</l>
                  <l>with kynges ought it not be lette.</l>
                  <l>what kynge of lawe taketh no kepe</l>
                  <l>By lawe he may no royalme kepe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Do lawe away, what is a kynge?</l>
                  <l>where is the ryght of any thynge</l>
                  <l>If that there be no lawe in londe?</l>
                  <l>This ought a kynge well vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is to lawe ſwore</l>
                  <l>That if the lawe be forlore</l>
                  <l>withouten execucion,</l>
                  <l>It makth a londe turne vp ſo doun</l>
                  <l>whiche is vnto the kynge a ſclaundre.</l>
                  <l>For thy vnto kynge Aliſaundre</l>
                  <l>The wyſe philoſophre badde</l>
                  <l>That he hym ſelfe fyrſte be ladde</l>
                  <l>Of lawe, and forth than ouer all</l>
                  <l>To do iuſtice in generall.</l>
                  <l>That all the wyde londe aboute</l>
                  <l>The iuſtice of his lawe doubte:</l>
                  <l>And than ſhall be ſtonde in reſt.</l>
                  <l>For therto lawe is one the beſt</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other erthly thynge</l>
                  <l>To make a liege drede his kynge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But howe a kynge ſhall gete hym loue</l>
                  <l>Towarde the hygh god aboue</l>
                  <l>And eke amonge the men in erthe</l>
                  <l>This nexte poynt, whiche is the ferthe</l>
                  <l>Of Ariſtotles lore, it techeth</l>
                  <l>wherof who that the ſchole ſecheth</l>
                  <l>what policie that it is</l>
                  <l>The boke reherſeth after this.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Nil rationis habens, ubi uelle tyrannica regna</l>
                  <l>Stringit amor populi, tranſiet exul ibi:</l>
                  <l>Sed pietas, regnum quae conſeruabit in aeuum</l>
                  <l>Non tantum populo, ſed placet illa deo.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic tractat de quarta principum regiminis po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licia, que pietas dicta eſt, per quam principes erga populum miſericordes effecti, miſericordiam al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſſimi gratius conſequuntur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶It nedeth not, that I delate</l>
                  <l>The price, whiche preyſed is algate</l>
                  <l>And hath bene euer, and euer ſhall,</l>
                  <l>wherof to ſpeake in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>It is the vertue of Pite</l>
                  <l>Through whiche the hye maieſte</l>
                  <l>was ſtered, whan his ſonne alyght</l>
                  <l>And in pyte the worlde to ryght</l>
                  <l>Toke of the mayde fleſſhe &amp; blood:</l>
                  <l>Pite was cauſe of thylke good</l>
                  <l>wherof that we ben all ſaue.</l>
                  <l>well ought a man pite to haue</l>
                  <l>And the vertue to ſette in price</l>
                  <l>whan he hym ſelfe, whiche is all wyſe</l>
                  <l>Hath ſhewed, why it ſhall be preyſed.</l>
                  <l>Pite may not be counterpeyſed</l>
                  <l>Of tyranny with no peyſe,</l>
                  <l>For pyte makth a kynge curteyſe</l>
                  <l>Both in his worde, and in his dede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It ſyt well euery lyege drede</l>
                  <l>His kinge, and to his beſt obeye.</l>
                  <l>And right ſo by the ſame weye</l>
                  <l>It ſit a kinge to be pitous</l>
                  <l>Towarde his people and gracious</l>
                  <l>Vpon the reule of gouernaunce,</l>
                  <l>So that he worche no vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche may be cleped cruelte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Iuſtice, whiche doth equite</l>
                  <l>Is dredful, for he no man ſpareth.</l>
                  <l>But in the lond where pite fareth</l>
                  <l>The kinge may neuer fayle of loue</l>
                  <l>For pyte through the grace aboue</l>
                  <l>So as the holy boke affermed.</l>
                  <l>His reigne in good eſtate confermed</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thapoſtel Iames in this wiſe</l>
                  <l>Seyth, what man ſhulde do Iuiſe</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:169"/>
                  <l>And hath not pyte forth with all</l>
                  <l>The dome of him, whiche demeth all</l>
                  <l>He may him ſelfe ful ſore drede</l>
                  <l>That him ſhall lacke vpon the nede</l>
                  <l>To fynde pyte, whan he wolde.</l>
                  <l>For who that pyte woll beholde</l>
                  <l>It is a poynte of Chriſtes lore.</l>
                  <l>And for to loken ouermore</l>
                  <l>It is behouely, as we fynde</l>
                  <l>To reaſon and to lawe of kinde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Caſſodore in his apriſe telleth</l>
                  <l>The reigne is ſaufe, where pite dwelleth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Tullyus his tale auoweth</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, what kinge to pite boweth</l>
                  <l>And with pite ſtont ouercome / </l>
                  <l>He hath that ſhelde of grace nome</l>
                  <l>whiche the kinges yeueth victorye.</l>
                  <l>¶ Of Alyſaunder in his hiſtoyre</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> rede, howe he a worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>odeyn wrath and not of right</l>
                  <l>For iuged hath: and he appelleth.</l>
                  <l>And with that word the king quareleth</l>
                  <l>And ſaith, None is aboue me.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That wote I wel my lorde (quod he)</l>
                  <l>Fro thy lorſhip appele I nought</l>
                  <l>But fro thy wrath in all my thought</l>
                  <l>To thy pyte ſtant myn appele.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge, which vnderſtode him wele</l>
                  <l>Of pure pyte yaue him grace.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke I rede in other place</l>
                  <l>Thus ſaide whilome Conſtantyne.</l>
                  <l>what emperour that is enclyne</l>
                  <l>To pyte for to be ſeruaunt</l>
                  <l>Of all the worldes remenaunt</l>
                  <l>He is worthy to ben a lord.</l>
                  <l>¶ In olde bokes of recorde</l>
                  <l>Thus finde I wryte of enſamplaire</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>an the worthy debonaire</l>
                  <l>By whome that Rome ſtode gouerned.</l>
                  <l>Vpon a tyme, as he was lerned</l>
                  <l>Of that he was to familyer</l>
                  <l>He ſayde vnto that counceller,</l>
                  <l>That for to be an emperour</l>
                  <l>His wil was not for vayne honoure,</l>
                  <l>Ne yet for reddour of iuſtice</l>
                  <l>But if he myght in his office</l>
                  <l>His lordes and his people pleſe</l>
                  <l>Him thought it were a greatter eaſe</l>
                  <l>with loue her hartes to him drawe</l>
                  <l>Than with the drede of any lawe.</l>
                  <l>For whan a thinge is done for doubte</l>
                  <l>Ful ofte it comth the wers aboute.</l>
                  <l>But where a kinge is pyetous</l>
                  <l>He is the more gracious</l>
                  <l>That mochel thrifte him ſhall be tyde</l>
                  <l>whiche ellis ſhulde torne a ſyde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Qualiter Iudeus pedeſter cum paganos equi tante itenerauit prr deſertum, et ipſum de fide ſua interrogauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞To do pyte, ſupporte, and grace</l>
                  <l>The philoſophre vpon a place</l>
                  <l>In his writenge of dayes olde</l>
                  <l>A tale of great enſample tolde</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kynge of Macedoyne,</l>
                  <l>Howe betwene Cayr and Babyloyne</l>
                  <l>whan comen is the ſomer hete</l>
                  <l>It hapneth two men for to mete</l>
                  <l>As they ſhulde entre in a paas</l>
                  <l>where that the wylderneſſe was,</l>
                  <l>And as they wente forthe ſpekende</l>
                  <l>Vnder the large wodes ende,</l>
                  <l>That o man aſketh of that other,</l>
                  <l>what man arte thou my liefe brother?</l>
                  <l>whiche is thy creance and thy feyth?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I am paynym, that other ſayth.</l>
                  <l>And by the lawe, whiche I vſe</l>
                  <l>I ſhall not in my feyth refuſe</l>
                  <l>To louen all men ylyche</l>
                  <l>The poure bothe and eke the ryche.</l>
                  <l>whan they be glad I ſhall be glad,</l>
                  <l>And ſory whan they ben beſtad.</l>
                  <l>So ſhall I lyue in vnite</l>
                  <l>with euery man in his degre.</l>
                  <l>For ryght as to my ſelfe I wolde</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo towarde al other ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Be gracious and debonaire.</l>
                  <l>Thus haue I tolde the ſofte &amp; faire</l>
                  <l>My faith, my lawe, and my creaunce.</l>
                  <l>And if the lyſt for acqueyntaunce</l>
                  <l>Nowe telle, what maner man thou art.</l>
                  <l>And he anſwerde vpon his parte</l>
                  <l>I am a iewe, and by my lawe</l>
                  <l>I ſhall to no man be felawe</l>
                  <l>To kepe hym trouth in worde ne dede</l>
                  <l>But if he be without drede</l>
                  <pb n="160" facs="tcp:7065:169"/>
                  <l>A very iewe right as am I.</l>
                  <l>For elles I may trewly</l>
                  <l>Bereue hym both life and good.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The paynim herde, and vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>And thought it was a wonder lawe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus vpon their ſondry ſawe</l>
                  <l>Talkende both forth they went.</l>
                  <l>The day was hote, the ſonne brent,</l>
                  <l>The paynim rode vpon an aſſe</l>
                  <l>And of his catell more and laſſe</l>
                  <l>with hym a ryche truſſe he lad.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The iewe which all vntrouth had</l>
                  <l>And went vpon his fete beſyde</l>
                  <l>Bethought hym howe he myght ryde,</l>
                  <l>And with his wordes ſlye and wiſe</l>
                  <l>Vnto the paynym in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>He ſayde: O nowe it ſhall be ſene</l>
                  <l>what thynge it is, thou woldeſt mene.</l>
                  <l>For if thy lawe be certeyne</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt tolde, I dare well ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Thou wolt beholde my diſtres</l>
                  <l>whiche am ſo full of weryneſſe</l>
                  <l>That I ne may vneth go,</l>
                  <l>And let me ryde a myle or two.</l>
                  <l>So that I may my body eaſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The paynim wold hym not diſpleaſe</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſpake, but in pite</l>
                  <l>It liſt him for to knowe and ſe</l>
                  <l>The pleynt, whiche that other made</l>
                  <l>And for he wolde his hert glade</l>
                  <l>He light, and made him nothing ſtrau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>Thus was there made a newe chaunge.</l>
                  <l>The paynim goth, the iewe alofte</l>
                  <l>was ſette, vpon his aſſe ſofte.</l>
                  <l>So gone they forth carpende faſt</l>
                  <l>On this, on that, tyll at laſte</l>
                  <l>The paynym myght go no more</l>
                  <l>And prayed vnto the iewe therfore</l>
                  <l>To ſuffre hym ryde a lytell whyle.</l>
                  <l>The iewe, which thought him to begyle</l>
                  <l>Anone rode forth the great paſe</l>
                  <l>And to the paynym in this caſe</l>
                  <l>He ſayde: Thou haſt do thy ryght</l>
                  <l>Of that thou haddeſt me behyght</l>
                  <l>To do ſuccour vpon my nede</l>
                  <l>And that accordeth to the dede</l>
                  <l>As thou art to the lawe holde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in ſuche wyſe, as I the tolde</l>
                  <l>I thynke alſo for my partie</l>
                  <l>Vpon the lawe of Iewerie</l>
                  <l>To worche and do my duete.</l>
                  <l>Thin aſſe ſhall go forth with me</l>
                  <l>with all thy good, whiche I haue ſeſed</l>
                  <l>And that I wote thou arte diſeſed</l>
                  <l>I am right glad, and not my ſpayde.</l>
                  <l>And whan he hath theſe wordes ſayde</l>
                  <l>In all haſte he rode away.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This paynim wote none other way</l>
                  <l>But on the grounde he kneleth euen</l>
                  <l>His handes vp to the heuen,</l>
                  <l>And ſaide: O hibe ſothfaſtnes</l>
                  <l>That loueſt all rightwyſneſſe</l>
                  <l>Vnto thy dome lorde I appele</l>
                  <l>Beholde and deme my quarele</l>
                  <l>with vmble herte I the beſeche</l>
                  <l>The mercy bothe and eke the wreche</l>
                  <l>I ſet all in thy iugement.</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon his marrement</l>
                  <l>This paynym hath made his preiere.</l>
                  <l>And than he roſe with drery chere</l>
                  <l>And goth hym forth, and in his gate</l>
                  <l>He caſt his eye aboute algate</l>
                  <l>The iewe if that he myght ſe.</l>
                  <l>But for a tyme it might not be,</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt ayene the nyght</l>
                  <l>So as god wolde he went a ryght</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche helde the highe weye.</l>
                  <l>And than he ſyghe in a valeye</l>
                  <l>where that the iewe lyggende was</l>
                  <l>All bloody deed vpon the gras</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtrangled was of a lyon.</l>
                  <l>And as he loked vp and down</l>
                  <l>He fonde his aſſe faſt by</l>
                  <l>Forthe with his harneis redily</l>
                  <l>All hole and ſounde as he it lefte</l>
                  <l>whan that the iewe it hym berefte.</l>
                  <l>wherof he thanked god knelende.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus a man may knowe at ende</l>
                  <l>Howe the pitous, pitie deſerueth.</l>
                  <l>For what man that to pitie ſerueth</l>
                  <l>As Ariſtotle it bereth witneſſe</l>
                  <l>God ſhall his fomen ſo redreſſe</l>
                  <l>That they ſhall aye ſtonde vnder fote.</l>
                  <l>Pitie men ſeyne is thylke rote</l>
                  <l>wherof the vertues ſprengen all.</l>
                  <l>what infortune that befall</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:170"/>
                  <l>In any londe, lacke of pyte</l>
                  <l>Is cauſe of thilke aduerſite.</l>
                  <l>And that alday may ſhewe at eye</l>
                  <l>who that the worlde diſcretely ſye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Good is that euery man therfore</l>
                  <l>Take hede of that is ſayde tofore.</l>
                  <l>For of this tale, and other inowe</l>
                  <l>Theſe noble princes whylom drowe</l>
                  <l>Her euidence and her appriſe,</l>
                  <l>As men may fynde in many wyfe</l>
                  <l>who that theſe olde bokes rede.</l>
                  <l>And though they ben in erthe deed</l>
                  <l>Her good name may nought deye</l>
                  <l>For pite, whiche they wold obeye</l>
                  <l>To do the dedes of mercy.</l>
                  <l>And who this tale redily</l>
                  <l>Remembreth, as Ariſtotle it tolde</l>
                  <l>He may the wylle of god beholde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt as it was ended</l>
                  <l>wherof that pyte ſtode commended</l>
                  <l>whiche is to charite felawe,</l>
                  <l>As they that kepen bothe o lawe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ta hic de principis pietate erga populum / <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> quod cum Codrus tex Athenis con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rences bellum gerere deberet, conſulto <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Apo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ine reſponſum accepit, quod vnum de <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> vide<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>cet aut ſeipſum in prelio interfici, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> populum ſuum ſaſuare, aut ſeipſum ſaluu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> fieri <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>um interfici eligere oporteret / Super <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>etote motus plebis<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ſue magis quam <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſalutem affectans / mortem ſibi <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> / Et ſic bellum aggrediens pro vita <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſolus interut.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of pite for to ſpeke pleyne</l>
                  <l>whiche is with mercy well beſeyne</l>
                  <l>Full ofte he woll hym ſelue peyne</l>
                  <l>To kepe an other fro the peyne.</l>
                  <l>For char<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> the mother is</l>
                  <l>Of pite, whiche nothynge amys</l>
                  <l>Can ſuffre, if he it may amende.</l>
                  <l>It ſyt to euery man lyuende</l>
                  <l>To be pytous, but none ſo wele</l>
                  <l>As to a kynge whiche on the whele</l>
                  <l>Fortune hath, ſet abouen all.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For in a kynge, if ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That his pitche ferme and ſtable</l>
                  <l>To all the londe it is vaillable</l>
                  <l>Onely through grace of his perſone.</l>
                  <l>For the pite of hym alone</l>
                  <l>May all the large royalme ſaue,</l>
                  <l>So ſit it wel a kinge to haue</l>
                  <l>Pyte. For this Valery tolde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: howe that by dayes olde</l>
                  <l>Codrus, whiche was in his degre</l>
                  <l>Kynge of Athenes the cyte</l>
                  <l>A werre he had ayeinſt Dorrence</l>
                  <l>And for to take his euydence</l>
                  <l>what ſhall befalle of the batayle</l>
                  <l>He thought he wolde him firſt counſaile</l>
                  <l>with Apollo, in whom he tryſte</l>
                  <l>Through whoſe anſwere thus he wyſte</l>
                  <l>Of two poyntes, that he might cheſe</l>
                  <l>Or that he wolde his body leſe</l>
                  <l>And in batayle him ſelfe deye:</l>
                  <l>Or els the ſeconde weye</l>
                  <l>To ſeen his people diſcomfite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But he / whiche pite hath perfyte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynte of his byleue</l>
                  <l>The people thought to releue,</l>
                  <l>And cheſe him ſelfe to be deed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>where is nowe ſuche another heed</l>
                  <l>whiche wolde for the lymmes dye?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles in ſomme partye</l>
                  <l>It ought a kinges hert ſtere</l>
                  <l>That he his lyege men forbere.</l>
                  <l>And eke towarde his enemyes</l>
                  <l>Full ofte he may deſerue pryſe</l>
                  <l>To take of pyte remembraunce</l>
                  <l>where that he might do vengeaunce.</l>
                  <l>For whan a kinge hath the victoire</l>
                  <l>And than he drawe in to memoire</l>
                  <l>To do pyte in ſtede of wreche,</l>
                  <l>He may not fayle of thilke ſpeche</l>
                  <l>wherof ariſte the worldes fame</l>
                  <l>To yeue a prince a worthy name.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞<hi>HIC PONIT EXEMPLVM</hi> de victorioſi principis pietate erga aduerſarios ſuos, Et narrat / quod cum Pompeius Romano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rum Imperator regem Armenie aduerſarium ſu<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>um in bello victum cepiſſet / captum<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vinculis alligatum Rome tenuiſſet tyrannidis iracundie ſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mulo poſtponens, pietatis man<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſuetudinem ope<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ratus eſt: dixit enim, quod nobilius eſt regem facere <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> deponere. ſuper quo dictum regem abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ulla redemptione non ſolum a vinculis abſoluit / <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:absed"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>sed</ex>
                  </expan> ad ſui regni culmen gratuita uoluntate corona<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tum reſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="161" facs="tcp:7065:170"/>
                  <l>¶I rede howe whylome that Pompey</l>
                  <l>To whom that Rome muſte obey</l>
                  <l>A warre had in Iupartye</l>
                  <l>Ayenſt the kynge of Armenye</l>
                  <l>whiche of longe tyme had hym greued</l>
                  <l>But at laſt it was acheued</l>
                  <l>That he this kynge diſcomfyte hadde</l>
                  <l>And forthe with hym to Rome ladde</l>
                  <l>As priſoner, where many a day</l>
                  <l>In ſory plyte and poure he lay.</l>
                  <l>The corone on his heed depoſed</l>
                  <l>within walles faſt encloſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And with full great humylite</l>
                  <l>He ſuffreth his aduerſite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Pompeye ſigh his pacience</l>
                  <l>And toke pite with conſcience</l>
                  <l>So that vpon his high deys</l>
                  <l>To fore all Rome in his paleys,</l>
                  <l>As he that wolde vpon hym rewe</l>
                  <l>Lete yeue hym his corone newe</l>
                  <l>And his eſtate all full and playne</l>
                  <l>Reſtoreth of his reigne agayne.</l>
                  <l>And ſaide: it was more goodly thyng</l>
                  <l>To make than vndone a kyng</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche power had of bothe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus they that weren bothe wrothe</l>
                  <l>Accorden hem to fynall pees.</l>
                  <l>And yet iuſtice nethelees</l>
                  <l>was kepte, and in nothynge offended.</l>
                  <l>wherof Pompeye is yet commended.</l>
                  <l>There may no kynge hym ſelfe excuſe</l>
                  <l>But if iuſtice he kepe and vſe,</l>
                  <l>whiche for to eſchewe cruelte</l>
                  <l>He mote attempre with pite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of crueltie the felonye</l>
                  <l>Engendred is of tyrannye</l>
                  <l>Ayene the whoſe condition</l>
                  <l>God is hym ſelfe the champion.</l>
                  <l>whoſe ſtrenthe no man may withſtonde.</l>
                  <l>For euer yet it hath ſo ſtonde</l>
                  <l>That god a tyraunt ouer ladde.</l>
                  <l>But where pite the raigne ladde</l>
                  <l>There myght no fortune laſt</l>
                  <l>whiche was greuous, but at laſt</l>
                  <l>The god hym ſelfe it hath redreſſed.</l>
                  <l>Pyte is thylke vertue bleſſed</l>
                  <l>whiche neuer let his maiſter falle.</l>
                  <l>But crueltie though it ſo falle</l>
                  <l>That it may reigne for a throwe</l>
                  <l>God woll it ſhall be ouer throwe</l>
                  <l>wherof enſamples ben ynowe</l>
                  <l>Of hem, that thylke merell drowe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic loquitur contra illos, qui tirannica pote<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtate principatum optinentes, iniqiutatis ſue ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licia gloriantur, Et narrat in exemplum, qualiter Leontius tirannus pium Iuſtintanum non ſolum &amp; ſolio imperatorie mageſtatis fraudulenter expul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſit, ſed vt ipſe inhabilis ad regnit in aſpectu plebis efficiretur naſo et labris abſciſis, ipſum tirannice mutilauit: deus tamen, qui ſuper omnia pius eſt, Tyberio ſuperueniente vna cum adiutorio Ther<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bellis Bulgarie regis Iuſtinianum interfecto Le ontio, ad imperiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> reſtitui miſericorditer ꝓcurauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of cruelte I rede thus</l>
                  <l>whan the tyrant Leoncyus</l>
                  <l>was to thempyre of Rome arryued</l>
                  <l>Fro whiche he hath with ſtrenth priued</l>
                  <l>The pietous Iuſtinian</l>
                  <l>As he whiche was a cruel man</l>
                  <l>His noſe of and his lippes both</l>
                  <l>He cutte, for he wolde him lothe</l>
                  <l>Vnto the people, and make vnable.</l>
                  <l>But he whiche all is merciable</l>
                  <l>The high god ordeineth ſo</l>
                  <l>That he within a tyme alſo</l>
                  <l>whan he was ſtrengeſt in his yre</l>
                  <l>was ſhouen oute of his empyre.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tiberius the power hadde</l>
                  <l>And Rome after his will he ladde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for Leonce in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>Ordeineth that he toke Iuiſe</l>
                  <l>Of noſe and lyppes both two</l>
                  <l>For that he dyd another ſo</l>
                  <l>which more worthy was than he.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo whiche a falle hath cruelte</l>
                  <l>And pite was ſette vp ageyne.</l>
                  <l>For after that the bokes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Therbellis kynge of Bulgarie</l>
                  <l>with helpe of his chiualrie</l>
                  <l>Iuſtinyan hath vnpriſonned</l>
                  <l>And to thempire ageyne coroned.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic loquitur vlterius de crudelitate Si<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culi tyranni, necnon et de Berillo eiuſdem conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liario / qui ad tormentum populi quendam taurit eneum tirannica coniectura fabricari conſtituit / in quo tu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ipſe prior proprio crimine illud exigente
<pb facs="tcp:7065:171"/> vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ad ſui interitus expirationem iudicialiter for quebatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ In a cronyke I fynde alſo</l>
                  <l>Of Siculus, whiche was eke ſo</l>
                  <l>A cruell kynge lyke the tempeſt</l>
                  <l>The whom no pite myght areſt.</l>
                  <l>He was the fyrſte, as bokes ſeye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſee, whiche fonde galeye</l>
                  <l>And let hem make for the werre</l>
                  <l>As he, whiche all was out of herre</l>
                  <l>Fro pite and miſericorde.</l>
                  <l>For therto couthe be not accorde,</l>
                  <l>But whom he myght ſleyne, he ſlough</l>
                  <l>And therof was he glad ynough.</l>
                  <l>He had of councell many one</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche there was one</l>
                  <l>By name, whiche Berillus hyght</l>
                  <l>And he bethought hym, how he myght</l>
                  <l>Vnto this tyrant do lykyng.</l>
                  <l>And of his owne imagynyng</l>
                  <l>Lete forge and make a bulle of bras,</l>
                  <l>And on the ſyde caſt there was</l>
                  <l>A dore where a man may in</l>
                  <l>whan he his payne ſhall begyn</l>
                  <l>Through fire, which that me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> put vnder.</l>
                  <l>And all this dyd be for a wonder.</l>
                  <l>That whan a man for payne cryde</l>
                  <l>The bulle of bras, whiche gapeth wyde</l>
                  <l>It ſhulde ſeme, as though it were</l>
                  <l>A belowynge in a mannes ere</l>
                  <l>And not the cryenge of a man.</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche all ſleyghtes can</l>
                  <l>The deuyll, that lyeth in helle faſt</l>
                  <l>Hym that it caſt hath ouercaſt</l>
                  <l>That for a treſpas, whiche he dede</l>
                  <l>He was put in the ſame ſtede.</l>
                  <l>And was hym ſelfe the fyrſt of all</l>
                  <l>whiche was in to that peyne fall</l>
                  <l>That he for other men ordeineth.</l>
                  <l>There was no man that hym compleineth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of tyrannye and cruelte</l>
                  <l>By this enſample a kyng may ſe</l>
                  <l>Hym ſelfe, and eke his councell bothe</l>
                  <l>Howe they ben to mankynde lothe</l>
                  <l>And to the god abomynable.</l>
                  <l>Enſamples that ben concordable</l>
                  <l>I fynde of other princes mo</l>
                  <l>As thou ſhalte here of tyme ago.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota hic de Diony ſio tyranno, qui mire crudiu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> tatis ſeueritate etiam hoſpites ſuos ad deuoran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dum equis fuis tribuit, cui Hercules tandem ſuper veniens victum impium impietate ſua pari morte concluſit.</head>
               <l>¶ The great tyrant Dionyſe</l>
               <l>whiche mans lyfe ſet of no priſe</l>
               <l>Vnto his horſe full ofte be yafe</l>
               <l>The men, in ſtede of corne and chafe,</l>
               <l>So that the hors of thylke ſtode</l>
               <l>Deuoureden the mannes bloode</l>
               <l>Tyll fortune at laſte came</l>
               <l>That Hercules hym ouercame.</l>
               <l>And he ryght in the ſame wyſe</l>
               <l>Of this tyrant toke the Iuiſe</l>
               <l>As he tyll other men hath do</l>
               <l>The ſame deth he dyed alſo</l>
               <l>That no pite hym hath ſocourde</l>
               <l>Tyll he was of his hors deuourde.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota hic de conſimili Lichaontis tirannia, qui tarnes hoim<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> hominibus in ſuo hoſpicio ad veſ<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cendum dedit, cuius formam condicioni ſimlem coequans ipm<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> inlupum transformauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Of Lychaon alſo I fynde</l>
                  <l>Howe be ayen the lawe of kynge</l>
                  <l>His hoſte ſlough, and in to mete</l>
                  <l>He made her bodies to ben ete</l>
                  <l>with other men within his hows.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Iupiter the glorious</l>
                  <l>whiche was commened of this thinge</l>
                  <l>Vengeaunce vpon this cruelkinge</l>
                  <l>So toke, that he fro mannes forme</l>
                  <l>In to a wolfe he let tranſforme.</l>
                  <l>And thus the cruelte was kyd</l>
                  <l>whiche of longe tyme he had hyd.</l>
                  <l>¶ A wolfe he was than openly</l>
                  <l>The whoſe nature priuely</l>
                  <l>He had in his condicion.</l>
                  <l>And vnto this concluſion</l>
                  <l>That tyranny is to deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>I fynde enſample in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>And namelyche of hem full ofte</l>
                  <l>The whome fortune hath ſet alofte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the werres for to wynne</l>
                  <l>But howe ſo that the wronge begynne</l>
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                  <l>Of tiranny it may nought laſte</l>
                  <l>But ſuche as they done at laſte</l>
                  <l>To other men, ſuche on hem falleth.</l>
                  <l>For ayene ſuche pite calleth</l>
                  <l>Vengeaunce to the god aboue.</l>
                  <l>For who that hath no tender loue</l>
                  <l>In ſauynge of a mannes lyfe</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be founde ſo gyltyfe</l>
                  <l>That whan he wolde mercy craue</l>
                  <l>In tyme of nede be ſhall none haue.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota qualiter leo hominibus ſtratis percit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of the nature this I fynde</l>
                  <l>The fiers lyon in his kynde</l>
                  <l>whiche goth rampende after his pray</l>
                  <l>If he a man fynde in his way</l>
                  <l>He wyll hym ſleyen, if he withſtonde.</l>
                  <l>But if the man couthe vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>To fall anone tofore his face</l>
                  <l>In ſigne of mercy and of grace</l>
                  <l>The lyon ſhall of his nature</l>
                  <l>Reſtreigne his Ire in ſuch meſure</l>
                  <l>As though it were a beſte tamed</l>
                  <l>And torne aweye halfyng aſhamed</l>
                  <l>That he the man ſhall nothyng greue.</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhold than a prynce acheue</l>
                  <l>The worldes grace, yf that he wolde</l>
                  <l>Deſtroye a man, whan he is yolde,</l>
                  <l>And ſtante vpon his mercy alle?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for to ſpeake in ſpecialle</l>
                  <l>There haue be ſuche, and ſuche there be</l>
                  <l>Tyrantes, whoſe hertes no pyte</l>
                  <l>May to no poynt of mercy plye</l>
                  <l>That they vpon her tyrannye</l>
                  <l>Ne gladen hem the men to ſlee.</l>
                  <l>And as the rages of the ſee</l>
                  <l>Ben vnpitous in the tempeſte:</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo may no pite areſte</l>
                  <l>Of cruelte the great vltrage</l>
                  <l>whiche the tyrant in his corage</l>
                  <l>Engendred hath, wherof I fynde</l>
                  <l>A tale, whiche comth nowe to mynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur precipu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> contra tyrannos illos, qui cum in bello vincere poſſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t, humani ſanguini<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> effuſionem ſaturari nequeunt: et narrat in exem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plum de quodam Perſarum rege, cuius nomen Spartachus erat, qui pre ceteris tunc in oriente bellicoſus et victorioſus, quoſcu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> gladio vincer<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> poterat / abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> pſetate interfici conſtituit. Seb tandem ſub manu Thomiris Marſegittarum re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine in bello captus, ꝙ a diu queſiuit, ſeueritatem pro ſeueritate finaliter inuenit. Nam et ipſa quod<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam vas de ſanguine Perſarum plenum ante ſe afferre decreuit, in quo caput tyra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>m vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ad mor tem mergen<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> dixit: O tyrannorum crudeliſſime ſemper eſn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>iens ſanguinem ſitiſti, ecce iam ad ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turitatem ſanguinem bibe.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ I rede in olde bokes thus</l>
                  <l>There was a duc, whiche Spartachus</l>
                  <l>Men clepe, and was a warriour,</l>
                  <l>A cruel man a conquerour</l>
                  <l>with ſtronge power, the whiche he lad.</l>
                  <l>For this condition he had</l>
                  <l>That where hym hapneth the victoire</l>
                  <l>His luſt and all his moſt gloire</l>
                  <l>was for to ſlee, and not to ſaue.</l>
                  <l>Of raunſome wolde he no good haue</l>
                  <l>For ſauynge of a mans lyfe,</l>
                  <l>But all gothe to the ſwerde and knyfe</l>
                  <l>So leefe hym was the mans bloode.</l>
                  <l>And netheles yet thus it ſtode</l>
                  <l>So as fortune aboute went</l>
                  <l>He fell ryght heire, as by diſcent</l>
                  <l>To Pers, and was coroned kynge.</l>
                  <l>And whan the worſhyp of this thynge</l>
                  <l>was falle: and he was kynge of Pers</l>
                  <l>If that they weren fyrſte diuers</l>
                  <l>The tyrannies, whiche he wrought</l>
                  <l>A thouſant folde wel more he ſought</l>
                  <l>Than afterwarde to do malyce</l>
                  <l>Tylle god vengeaunce ayene the vice</l>
                  <l>Hath ſhape: For vpon a tyde</l>
                  <l>whan he was hieſte in his pryde</l>
                  <l>In his rancour, and in his hete</l>
                  <l>Ayene the quene of Merſagete</l>
                  <l>whiche Thomiris that tyme hyght</l>
                  <l>He made werre all that he myght.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe which wolde her londe defende</l>
                  <l>Her owne ſonne ayene him ſende</l>
                  <l>whiche the defence hath vndertake</l>
                  <l>But he diſcomfite was and take.</l>
                  <l>And whan this kinge hym had in honde</l>
                  <l>He wol no mercy vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>But dyd hym ſlee in his preſence.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The tydynge of this violence</l>
                  <l>whan it cam to the mothers eare,</l>
                  <l>She ſende anone ay wyde where</l>
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                  <l>To ſuche frendes as ſhe had</l>
                  <l>A great power tyll that ſhe lad.</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſe, &amp; tho ſhe caſt</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe this kynge may ouercaſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And at laſt accorded was</l>
                  <l>That in the daunger of a pas</l>
                  <l>Through whiche this tyrant ſhuld pas</l>
                  <l>She ſhope his power to compas</l>
                  <l>with ſtrength of men, by ſuche a wey</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall not eſcape awey.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And when ſhe had thus ordeined</l>
                  <l>She hath hir owne body feyned</l>
                  <l>For fere as though ſhe wolde flee</l>
                  <l>Out of hir londe. And whan that he</l>
                  <l>Hath herde, howe that this lady fledde</l>
                  <l>So faſt after the chaſe he ſpedde</l>
                  <l>That he was founde out of araye.</l>
                  <l>For it betyd vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>In to the paas whan he was fall</l>
                  <l>The cubuſſhementes to breaken all</l>
                  <l>And hym beclipte on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>That flee ne myght be not aſyde.</l>
                  <l>So that there weren deed and take</l>
                  <l>Two hundred thouſande for his ſake</l>
                  <l>That weren with hym of his hooſte.</l>
                  <l>And thus was leyed the great booſte</l>
                  <l>Of hym, and of his tyranny.</l>
                  <l>It halpe no mercy for to cry</l>
                  <l>To hym, whiche whylome dyd none.</l>
                  <l>For he vnto the quene anone</l>
                  <l>was broughte: &amp; whan that ſhe him ſye</l>
                  <l>This worde ſhe ſpake, and ſayd on hye:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O man, whiche out of mannes kynde</l>
                  <l>Reaſon of man haſt lefte behynde</l>
                  <l>And lyued worſe than a beſte</l>
                  <l>whom pyte myght none areſte</l>
                  <l>The mannes blode to ſhede and ſpylle:</l>
                  <l>Thou haddeſt neuer yet thy fylle.</l>
                  <l>But nowe the laſte tyme is come</l>
                  <l>That thy malyce is ouercome</l>
                  <l>As thou tyll other men haſt do</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhall be do to the ryght ſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho bad this lady that men ſhulde</l>
                  <l>A veſſell brynge, in whiche ſhe wolde</l>
                  <l>Se the vengeance of his Iuiſe,</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhe began anone deuyſe</l>
                  <l>And toke the princis, whiche he ladde</l>
                  <l>By whom his chiefe councell he hadde,</l>
                  <l>And whyle hem laſteth any breth</l>
                  <l>She made hem blede to the deth</l>
                  <l>Into the veſſell where it ſtode.</l>
                  <l>And whan it was fulfylde of bloud</l>
                  <l>She caſt this tyraunt therin</l>
                  <l>And ſayde hym: Lo thus myght thou wynne</l>
                  <l>The luſtes of thyne appetyte.</l>
                  <l>In bloud was whylom thy delyte</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſhalte thou drynken all thy fylle.</l>
                  <l>And thus onelyche of goddes wylle</l>
                  <l>He whiche that wolde hym ſelfe ſtrau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>To pite, fonde mercy ſo ſtraunge,</l>
                  <l>That he without grace is lore.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So may it well ſhewe the more</l>
                  <l>That cruelte hath no good ende,</l>
                  <l>But pite howe ſo that it wende</l>
                  <l>Makth that god is merciable</l>
                  <l>If there be cauſe reaſonable</l>
                  <l>why that a kynge ſhall be pytous</l>
                  <l>But els if he be doubtous</l>
                  <l>To ſleen in cauſe of ryghtwyſeneſſe</l>
                  <l>It may be ſayde no pytouſneſſe.</l>
                  <l>But it is puſyllanimyte</l>
                  <l>whiche euery prynce ſhulde flee.</l>
                  <l>For if pite meſure excede</l>
                  <l>Knyghthode may not alwey procede</l>
                  <l>To do iuſtyſe vpon the ryght.</l>
                  <l>For it belongeth to a knyght</l>
                  <l>As gladly for to fyght as reſte</l>
                  <l>To ſette his lyege people in reſte</l>
                  <l>whan that the warre vpon hem falleth.</l>
                  <l>For hem be mote, as it befalleth</l>
                  <l>Of his knyghthode, as a lyon</l>
                  <l>Be to the people a champion</l>
                  <l>without any pite feyned.</l>
                  <l>For if manhode be reſtreyned</l>
                  <l>Or be it pees, or be it warre</l>
                  <l>Iuſtyce goth all out of herre</l>
                  <l>So that knyghthode is ſet behynde.</l>
                  <l>¶Of Ariſtotles lore I fynde</l>
                  <l>A kynge ſhall make good vyſage</l>
                  <l>That no man knowe of his courage</l>
                  <l>But all honour and worthyneſſe.</l>
                  <l>For if a kynge ſhall vpon geſſe</l>
                  <l>without ver<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y cauſe drede</l>
                  <l>He may be lyche to that I rede.</l>
                  <l>And though that be lyke a fable</l>
                  <l>Then ſaumple is good and reaſonable</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
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               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic loquitur ſecundum philoſophum diceus, quod ſicut non decet principes tyrannica impetu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>oſitate eſſe crudeles, it a nec decet timoroſa pufil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lanimitate eſſe vecordes.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> As it by olde dayes fylle</l>
                  <l>I rede whylom that an hylle</l>
                  <l>Vp in the londes of Archade</l>
                  <l>And wonder dredfull noyſe it made.</l>
                  <l>For ſo it fyl that ylke day</l>
                  <l>This hylle on his chyldynge lay.</l>
                  <l>And whan the throwes on him come</l>
                  <l>His noyſe liche the day of dome</l>
                  <l>was ferefull in a mannes thought</l>
                  <l>Of thinges, which that they ſe nought</l>
                  <l>But wel they herden all aboute</l>
                  <l>The noiſe, of which they were in doubte</l>
                  <l>As they that wenden to be lore</l>
                  <l>Of thinge, whiche than was vnbore.</l>
                  <l>The nere this hyl was vpon chaunce</l>
                  <l>To take his deliueraunce</l>
                  <l>The more vnbuxomly he cryde.</l>
                  <l>And euery man was fledde a ſyde</l>
                  <l>For drede, and lefte his owne hows.</l>
                  <l>And at laſt it was a mows</l>
                  <l>The whiche was bore, and to noryce</l>
                  <l>By take: and tho they helde hem nyce</l>
                  <l>For they withouten cauſe dradde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus if a kinge his herte ladde</l>
                  <l>with euery thinge that he ſhall here</l>
                  <l>Ful ofte he ſhulde chaunge his chere</l>
                  <l>And vpon fantaſye drede</l>
                  <l>whan that there is no cauſe of drede.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Nota hic ſecundum Horacium de magnanimo Iacide et puſillanimo Therſite.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Horace to his prince tolde</l>
                  <l>That him were leuer, that he wolde</l>
                  <l>Vpon knyghthode Achylles ſewe</l>
                  <l>In tyme of warre, than eſchewe</l>
                  <l>So as Therſites did at Troye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Achilles al his hole ioye</l>
                  <l>Set vpon armes for to fyght.</l>
                  <l>Therſites ſought all that he might</l>
                  <l>Vnarmed for to ſtonde in reſte.</l>
                  <l>But of the two it was the beſte</l>
                  <l>That Achilles vpon the nede</l>
                  <l>Hath do, wherof his knyghtlyhede</l>
                  <l>Is yet commended oueralle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Kynge Salomon in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Saith: As there is a tyme of pees</l>
                  <l>So is a tyme netheles</l>
                  <l>Of werre: in whiche a prynce algate</l>
                  <l>Shall for the comon right debate</l>
                  <l>And for his owne worſhip eke.</l>
                  <l>But it behoueth not to ſeke</l>
                  <l>Onely the werre for worſhip</l>
                  <l>But to the right of his lordſhip,</l>
                  <l>whiche he is holde to defende</l>
                  <l>Mote euery worthy prince entende</l>
                  <l>Betwene the ſympleſſe of pyte</l>
                  <l>And the fole haſt of cruelte.</l>
                  <l>where ſtonte the very hardineſſe</l>
                  <l>There mote a kinge his herte adreſſe.</l>
                  <l>whan it is tyme, to forſake</l>
                  <l>And whan tyme is, alſo to take</l>
                  <l>The deedly werres vpon honde</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall for no drede wonde</l>
                  <l>If ryghtwiſenes be withall.</l>
                  <l>For god is mighty ouer all</l>
                  <l>To forther euery mans trouthe</l>
                  <l>But it be through his owne ſlouthe,</l>
                  <l>And namely the kinges nede</l>
                  <l>It may not fayle for to ſpede.</l>
                  <l>For he ſtante one for hem all</l>
                  <l>So mote it well the better falle.</l>
                  <l>And wel the more god fauoureth</l>
                  <l>whan he the comune righte ſocoureth.</l>
                  <l>And for to ſe the ſoth in dede</l>
                  <l>Beholde the bible, and thou might rede</l>
                  <l>Of great enſamples many one</l>
                  <l>wherof that I wil tellen one.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic dicit / quod princeps iuſticie cauſa bellum nullo modo timere debet. Et narrat qualiter dux Gedeon cum ſolis trecentis viris quinque reges ſcilicet Madianitarum, Amalechitarum / Amoi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tanorum, Amoreorum et Iebuſeorum, cum eorit excercitu, qui ad nonaginta milia numeraius eft / gracia cooperante diuina, victorioſe in fugam conuertit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Vpon a tyme as it byfelle</l>
                  <l>Ayenſt Iude and Iſraelle</l>
                  <l>whan ſondry kynges come were</l>
                  <l>In purpos to deſtroye there</l>
                  <l>The people / whiche god kepte tho,</l>
                  <l>And ſtode in thylke dayes ſo</l>
                  <l>That Gedeon, whiche ſhulde lede</l>
                  <l>The goddes folke / toke him to rede</l>
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                  <l>And ſende in all the londe aboute</l>
                  <l>Tyl he aſſembled hath a route</l>
                  <l>with .xxx. thouſand of defence</l>
                  <l>To fyght and make reſiſtence</l>
                  <l>Ageyne the whiche hem wolde aſſayle.</l>
                  <l>And netheles that one batayle</l>
                  <l>Of thre / that weren enemys</l>
                  <l>was double more than was all his</l>
                  <l>wherof that Gedeon him drad</l>
                  <l>That he ſo lytel people had.</l>
                  <l>But he whiche all thinge may helpe</l>
                  <l>where that there locketh mannes helpe</l>
                  <l>To Gedeon his aungel ſente</l>
                  <l>And bad / er that he forther wente,</l>
                  <l>All openly that he do crye</l>
                  <l>That euery man in his partye</l>
                  <l>whiche wolde after his owne wylle</l>
                  <l>In his delyte abyde ſtylle</l>
                  <l>At home in any maner wyſe</l>
                  <l>For purchace, or for couetyſe,</l>
                  <l>For luſt of loue, or lacke of herte</l>
                  <l>He ſhuld nought aboute ſterte</l>
                  <l>But holde him ſtylle at home in pees.</l>
                  <l>wherof vpon the morow he lees</l>
                  <l>wel .xx. thouſande men and mo</l>
                  <l>The whiche after the cry ben go.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus was with him but onely lefte</l>
                  <l>The thryde parte, and yet god efte</l>
                  <l>His aungel ſend, and ſayd this</l>
                  <l>To Gedeon: If it ſo is</l>
                  <l>That I thyn helpe ſhall vndertake</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt yet leſſe people take</l>
                  <l>By whome my wyl is that thou ſpede.</l>
                  <l>For thy to morowe take good hede</l>
                  <l>Vnto the flood whan ye be come</l>
                  <l>what man that hath the water nome</l>
                  <l>Vp in his hande, and lappeth ſo</l>
                  <l>To thy parte cheſe oute all tho</l>
                  <l>And him whiche wery is to ſwinke,</l>
                  <l>Vpon his wombe and lyeth to drynke,</l>
                  <l>Forſake and put hem al aweye</l>
                  <l>For I am myghty all weye</l>
                  <l>where as me lyſt my helpe to ſhewe</l>
                  <l>In good men, though they be fewe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Gedeon a wayteth wele</l>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe, and euery dele</l>
                  <l>As god him bad, right ſo he dede.</l>
                  <l>And thus ther lefte in that ſtede</l>
                  <l>with him thre hondred, and no mo</l>
                  <l>The remenaunte was all ago.</l>
                  <l>wherof that Gedeon merueyleth</l>
                  <l>And theron with god counceyleth</l>
                  <l>Pleynynge, as ferforth as he dare.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And god, whiche wolde he were ware</l>
                  <l>That he ſhuld ſpede vpon his right</l>
                  <l>Hath bede him go the ſame nyght</l>
                  <l>And take a man with hym to here</l>
                  <l>what ſhall be ſpoke in this matere</l>
                  <l>Amonge the hethen enemyes,</l>
                  <l>So may he be the more wyſe,</l>
                  <l>what afterwarde him ſhall befalle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Gedeon amonges alle</l>
                  <l>Phara, to whome he tryſt moſte</l>
                  <l>By nyght toke towarde thylke hoſte</l>
                  <l>whiche lodged was in a valeye</l>
                  <l>To here what they wolden ſeye.</l>
                  <l>Vpon his fote and as he ferde</l>
                  <l>Two ſarazyns ſpekende he herde</l>
                  <l>Quod one, arede my ſweuen aryght</l>
                  <l>whiche I met in my ſlepe to night.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Me thought I ſygh a barly cake</l>
                  <l>whiche fro the hylle his wey hath take</l>
                  <l>And com rollende doune at ones,</l>
                  <l>And as it were for the nones</l>
                  <l>Forth in his cours, ſo as it ran</l>
                  <l>The kynges tente of Madyan,</l>
                  <l>Of Amaleche, of Amorie</l>
                  <l>Of A mon, and of Iebuſeye</l>
                  <l>And many another tente mo,</l>
                  <l>with great ioye as me thought tho</l>
                  <l>It threwe to grounde and ouer caſt</l>
                  <l>And all his hoſt ſo ſore agaſte</l>
                  <l>That I awoke for pure drede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This ſweuen can I well arede</l>
                  <l>Quod the other ſarazen anone,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The barly cake is Gedeon</l>
                  <l>whiche fro the hylle donne ſodenlye</l>
                  <l>Shall come, and ſet ſuche a ſkrye</l>
                  <l>Vpon the kinges, and vs both</l>
                  <l>That it ſhall to vs all lothe.</l>
                  <l>For in ſuche drede he ſhall vs brynge</l>
                  <l>That if we haden flight of wynge,</l>
                  <l>The weye one fote in diſpayre</l>
                  <l>we ſhull loue, and flee in the ayre.</l>
                  <l>For there ſhal nothing him withſtonde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Gedeon hath vnderſtonde</l>
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                  <l>This tale, he thonketh god of all,</l>
                  <l>And priuelyche ageyne he ſtalle</l>
                  <l>So that no lyfe hym hath perceyued.</l>
                  <l>And than he hath fully conceyued</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall ſpede: &amp; therupon</l>
                  <l>The nyght ſewend he ſhope to gone</l>
                  <l>This multitude to aſſayle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now ſhalt thou here a great meruaile</l>
                  <l>with what wyſdome that he wrought.</l>
                  <l>The lytell people, whiche he brought</l>
                  <l>was none of hem that he ne hath</l>
                  <l>A potte of erthe, in whiche he tath</l>
                  <l>A lyght brennynge in a creſſet,</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem eke a trompet</l>
                  <l>Bare in his other honde beſyde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus vpon the nyghtes tyde</l>
                  <l>Duc Gedeon whan it was derke</l>
                  <l>Ordeyneth hym vnto his werke,</l>
                  <l>And parted than his folke in thre</l>
                  <l>And chargeth hem, that they ne flee.</l>
                  <l>And taught hem how they ſhuld aſkry</l>
                  <l>All in o voyce par company.</l>
                  <l>And what worde they ſhulde eke ſpeke,</l>
                  <l>And howe they ſhulde her pottes breke</l>
                  <l>Echeone with other whan they herde</l>
                  <l>That he hym ſelfe fyrſt ſo ferde.</l>
                  <l>For whan they cam into the ſtede</l>
                  <l>He bad hem do ryght as he dede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus ſtalkende forth a paas</l>
                  <l>This noble duc whan tyme was</l>
                  <l>His potte to brake, &amp; loude aſcryde</l>
                  <l>And tho they breke on euery ſyde.</l>
                  <l>The trompe was nought for to ſeke,</l>
                  <l>He blewe, and ſo they blewen eke</l>
                  <l>with ſuche a noyſe amonge hem all</l>
                  <l>As though the heuen ſhulde fall.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The hylle vnto her voyce anſwerde.</l>
                  <l>This hoſte in the valey it herde</l>
                  <l>And ſigh how that the bylle a lyght</l>
                  <l>So what of herynge and of ſyght</l>
                  <l>They caught ſuche a ſodeyne fere</l>
                  <l>That none of hem be lefte there.</l>
                  <l>The tentes holly they forſoke</l>
                  <l>That they none other good ne toke</l>
                  <l>But onely with her body bare</l>
                  <l>They fledde, as doth the wylde hare.</l>
                  <l>And euer vpon the hylle they blewe</l>
                  <l>Tyll that they ſygh tyme and knewe</l>
                  <l>That they be fled vpon the rage.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan they wyſte their auauntage</l>
                  <l>They fyll anone vpon the chace.</l>
                  <l>Thus myght thou ſe how goddes grace</l>
                  <l>Vnto the good men auayleth</l>
                  <l>But els ofte tyme it fayleth</l>
                  <l>To ſuche as be not well diſpoſed.</l>
                  <l>This tale nedeth not to be gloſed</l>
                  <l>For it is openly ſhewed</l>
                  <l>That god to him that ben well thewed</l>
                  <l>Hath yeue &amp; graunted the victoire</l>
                  <l>So that thenſaumple of this hiſtoire</l>
                  <l>Is good for euery kynge to holde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Firſt in hym ſelfe that he beholde</l>
                  <l>yf he be good of his lyuynge</l>
                  <l>And that the folke, which he ſhal bring</l>
                  <l>Be good alſo, for than he may</l>
                  <l>Be glad of many a mery day</l>
                  <l>In what that euer he hath to done.</l>
                  <l>For he whiche ſytte aboue the mone</l>
                  <l>And all thynge may ſpylle and ſpede</l>
                  <l>In euery cas, and euery nede</l>
                  <l>His good kynge ſo well adreſſeth</l>
                  <l>That all his foo men he repreſſeth.</l>
                  <l>So that there may no man hym dere.</l>
                  <l>And alſo well he can forbere</l>
                  <l>And ſuffre a wycked kynge to falle</l>
                  <l>In handes of his fomen all.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic dicit, quod vbi et quando cauſa et tempus requirunt, princeps illos ſub poteſtate ſua / quos iuſticie aduerſarios agnouerit, occidere de iure te netur. Et narrat in exemplum, qualiter pro eo, quod Saul regem Agag in bello deuicium iuxta Samuelis conſilium occidere noluit / ipſe diuino iudicio non ſolum a regno Iſrael prinatus / ſed et heredes ſui pro perpetuo exheredati ſunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Nowe ferthermore if I ſhall ſeyn</l>
                  <l>Of my matere, and tourn ageyn</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke of Iuſtyce and Pite</l>
                  <l>After the rule of ryalte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This may a kynge well vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Knyghthode mote be take on honde</l>
                  <l>whan that it ſtont vpon the nede</l>
                  <l>He ſhall no rightfull cauſe drede</l>
                  <l>No more of werre than of pees</l>
                  <l>If he wyll ſtonde blameles.</l>
                  <l>For ſuche a cauſe a kynge may haue</l>
                  <l>Better it is to ſlee than ſaue.</l>
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                  <l>wherof thou myght enſample fynde</l>
                  <l>The hygh maker of mankynde</l>
                  <l>By Samuel to Saul badde</l>
                  <l>That he ſhall nothynge ben adrad</l>
                  <l>Agayne kynge Agag for to fyght.</l>
                  <l>For this the godhede hym behyght</l>
                  <l>That Agag ſhall be ouercome.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan it is ſo ferforth come</l>
                  <l>That Saul hath hym diſcomfyte</l>
                  <l>The god had make no reſpyte</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſhulde hym ſlee anone.</l>
                  <l>But Saul let it ouergone</l>
                  <l>And dyd not the goddes beſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For Agag made a great beheſte</l>
                  <l>Of raunſome, whiche he wold gyue</l>
                  <l>Kynge Saul ſuffreth hym to lyue</l>
                  <l>And feyneth pite forth withall.</l>
                  <l>But he whiche ſeeth &amp; knoweth al</l>
                  <l>The bye god, of that he feyneth</l>
                  <l>To Samuel vpon hym pleyneth</l>
                  <l>And ſende hym worde: for that he lefte</l>
                  <l>Of Agag that he ne berefte</l>
                  <l>The lyfe, he ſhall not onely dye</l>
                  <l>Hym ſelfe, but fro his regalye</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be put for euermo</l>
                  <l>Nought he, but eke his heyre alſo</l>
                  <l>That it ſhall neuer come ageyn.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>at vlteriꝰ ſuper eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>, qualiter Dauid <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> extrem<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s iuſticie cauſa vt Ioab occideretur, ab <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>lla remiſſione filio ſuo Salomoni iniunxit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Thus myght thou ſe the ſoth pleyne</l>
                  <l>That of to moche, and of to lyte</l>
                  <l>Vpon the prynces ſtant the wyte.</l>
                  <l>But euer it was a kynges ryght</l>
                  <l>To do the dedes of a knyght.</l>
                  <l>For in the hondes of a kynge</l>
                  <l>The dethe and lyfe is all othynge</l>
                  <l>After the lawes of iuſtyce.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To ſleen it is a deedly vice,</l>
                  <l>But if a man the deth deſerue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if a kynge the lyfe preſerue</l>
                  <l>Of hym, whiche ought for to dye</l>
                  <l>He ſeweth not the enſamplarie</l>
                  <l>whiche in the byble is euydent</l>
                  <l>Howe Dauyd in his teſtament,</l>
                  <l>whan he no lenger myght leue</l>
                  <l>Vnto his ſonne in charge hath geue</l>
                  <l>That he Ioab ſhall ſlee algate.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan Dauyd was gone his gate</l>
                  <l>The yonge wyſe Salomone</l>
                  <l>His fathers heſte dyd anone,</l>
                  <l>And ſlewe Ioab in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That they that herden the iuyſe</l>
                  <l>Euer after dredden hym the more</l>
                  <l>And god was eke well payd therfore</l>
                  <l>That be ſo wolde his herte plye</l>
                  <l>The lawes for to iuſtifye.</l>
                  <l>And yet he kepte forth withall</l>
                  <l>Pyte, ſo as a prynce ſhall</l>
                  <l>That he no tyranny wrought.</l>
                  <l>He fonde the wyſdom, which he ſought</l>
                  <l>And was ſo rightfull netheles</l>
                  <l>That all his lyfe he ſtode in pees</l>
                  <l>That he no deadly werres had.</l>
                  <l>For euery man his wyſdom drad.</l>
                  <l>And as he was hym ſelfe wyſe</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo the worthy men of pryſe</l>
                  <l>He hath of his counſeyle with holde</l>
                  <l>For that is euery prynce holde</l>
                  <l>To make of ſuche his retenue</l>
                  <l>whiche wyſe ben: and remue</l>
                  <l>The fooles. For there is nothynge,</l>
                  <l>whiche may be better about a kynge</l>
                  <l>Than counſeyle, which is the ſubſtaunce</l>
                  <l>Of all a kynges gouernaunce.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic dicit, quod populum ſibi commiſſum bene regere ſuper omnia principi laudabilius eſt. Et narrat in exemplum, qualiter pro eo quod Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lomon, vt populum bene regeret, ab altiſſimo ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pientia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſpecialius poſtulauit, omnia bona pariter cum illa ſibi habundancius aduenerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶In Salomon a man may ſe</l>
                  <l>what thynge of moſt neceſſite</l>
                  <l>Vnto a worthy kynge belongeth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan he his kyngdome vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>God had hym cheſe what he wolde,</l>
                  <l>And ſayde hym, that he haue ſholde</l>
                  <l>what he wolde aſke, as of o thynge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he whiche was a newe kynge</l>
                  <l>Forth thervpon his boone prayde</l>
                  <l>To god, and in this wyſe ſayde:</l>
                  <l>O kynge by whom that I ſhall reigne</l>
                  <l>Yeue me wyſdome, that I my reygne</l>
                  <l>Forth with the people, whiche I haue</l>
                  <l>To thyn honour may kepe and ſaue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>whan Salomon his boone hath taxed,</l>
                  <l>The god of that whiche he hath axed</l>
                  <l>was ryght well payde, &amp; granteth ſoone</l>
                  <l>Not all onely that he his boone</l>
                  <l>Shall haue of that, but of rycheſſe</l>
                  <l>Of hele, of pees, of hye nobleſſe</l>
                  <l>For with wyſdome at his aſkynges</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant aboue all other thynges.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic dicit ſecundum Salomonem, quod regie mageſtatis imperium ante omnia ſano co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſilio di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rigendum eft.</head>
               <l>¶But what kyng wyll his reygne ſaue</l>
               <l>Fyrſt hym behoueth for to haue</l>
               <l>After the god and his beleue</l>
               <l>Suche counſeyle, whiche is to beleue</l>
               <l>Full fylde of trouth, and ryghtwyſenes</l>
               <l>But aboue all in his nobleſſe</l>
               <l>Betwene the reddour and Pyte</l>
               <l>A kynge ſhall do ſuche equite</l>
               <l>And ſet the balaunce in euen</l>
               <l>So that the hygh god of heuen</l>
               <l>And all the people of his nobleye</l>
               <l>Lowenge vnto his name ſeye.</l>
               <l>For mooſt aboue all erthly good</l>
               <l>where that a kynge hym ſelfe is good</l>
               <l>It helpeth: for in other weye</l>
               <l>If ſo be that a kynge forſweye</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Quidquid delirant reges, plectuntur Achiui.</head>
               <l>Full ofte er this it hath be ſeyne</l>
               <l>The comen people is ouerleyne</l>
               <l>And hath the kynges ſynne abought</l>
               <l>All though the people agylte nought.</l>
               <l>Of that the kynge his god myſſerueth</l>
               <l>The people takth, that he deſerueth</l>
               <l>Here in this worlde, but elles where</l>
               <l>I not howe it ſhall ſtonde there</l>
               <l>For thy good is a kynge to triſte</l>
               <l>Fyrſt to hym ſelfe, as he ne wyſt</l>
               <l>None other helpe but god allone,</l>
               <l>So ſhall the rule of his perſone</l>
               <l>within hym ſelfe through prouidence</l>
               <l>Ben of the better conſcience.</l>
               <l>And for to fynde enſample of this</l>
               <l>A tale I rede, and ſoth it is.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic de Lucio imperatore exemplum ponit, qua<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>liter princepa ſui nominis famam a ſecretis con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſilariis ſapienter inueſtigare debet, et ſi quid in ea ſiniſtrum inuenerit, prouiſa diſcretione ad dextera<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> conuertat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>In a cronyke it telleth thus</l>
                  <l>The kynge of Rome Lucyus</l>
                  <l>within his chambre vpon a nyght</l>
                  <l>The ſtewarde of his hous a knyght</l>
                  <l>Forth with his chamberleyne alſo</l>
                  <l>To counſeyle had both two</l>
                  <l>And ſtoden by the chymne</l>
                  <l>To gether ſpekende all thre.</l>
                  <l>And happeth that the kynges fole</l>
                  <l>Sat by the fyre vpon a ſtole</l>
                  <l>As he that with his bable playde</l>
                  <l>But yet he herde all that they ſayde</l>
                  <l>And therof toke they no hede.</l>
                  <l>The kynge hem axeth what to rede</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche matere as cam to mouth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they hym tolde, as they couth.</l>
                  <l>whan all was ſpoke, of that they ment</l>
                  <l>The kynge with all his holle entent</l>
                  <l>Then at laſt hem axeth this</l>
                  <l>what kynge men tellen that he is:</l>
                  <l>Emonge the folke touchyng his name</l>
                  <l>Or it be prys or it be blame</l>
                  <l>Ryght after that they herden ſeyne</l>
                  <l>He had hem for to telle it pleyne,</l>
                  <l>That they no poynt of ſoth forbere</l>
                  <l>By thylke feyth, that they hym bere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſtewarde firſt vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>Gafe his anſwere vnto the kynge</l>
                  <l>And thought gloſe in this matere</l>
                  <l>And ſaid, als ferre as he can here</l>
                  <l>His name is good, and honourable.</l>
                  <l>Thus was the ſtewarde fauourable</l>
                  <l>That he the trouth pleyne ne tolde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge than axeth, as he ſholde,</l>
                  <l>The chamberleyne of his auyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he that was ſubtyle and wyſe</l>
                  <l>And ſomdele thought vpon his feyth</l>
                  <l>Hym tolde, howe all the people ſeyth</l>
                  <l>That if his counſeyle were trewe</l>
                  <l>They wyſt than well and knewe</l>
                  <l>That of hym ſelfe he ſhulde be</l>
                  <l>A worthy kynge in his degre.</l>
                  <l>And thus the counſeyle he accuſeth</l>
                  <l>In party and the kynge excuſeth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fole, whiche herde of all this cas</l>
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                  <l>what tyme as goddes wylle was</l>
                  <l>Sigh, that they ſayden not ynough</l>
                  <l>And hem to ſcorne both lough.</l>
                  <l>And to the kynge he ſayd tho</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Syr kynge if that it were ſo</l>
                  <l>Of wyſdome in thyn owne mode</l>
                  <l>That thou thy ſelfe were good</l>
                  <l>Thy counceyl ſhuld not be bad.</l>
                  <l>The kynge therof merueyle had</l>
                  <l>whan that a fole ſo wyſely ſpake</l>
                  <l>And of hym ſelfe fonde oute the lacke</l>
                  <l>within his owne conſcience.</l>
                  <l>And thus the folis euidence</l>
                  <l>whiche was of goddes grace enſpyred</l>
                  <l>Makth that good counceil was deſired.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He put awey the vicious</l>
                  <l>And toke to him the vertuous.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The wrongfull lawes ben amended</l>
                  <l>The londes good is well diſpended</l>
                  <l>The people was nomore opreſſed</l>
                  <l>And thus ſtode euery thinge redreſſed.</l>
                  <l>For where a kynge is propre wyſe</l>
                  <l>And hath ſuche as him ſelfe is</l>
                  <l>Of his counceyl / it may not fayle</l>
                  <l>That euery thinge ne ſhal auayle.</l>
                  <l>The vyces than gone awey</l>
                  <l>And euery vertu bolte his wey</l>
                  <l>wherof the hye god is pleſed</l>
                  <l>And all the londes folke eſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if the comyn people crye</l>
                  <l>And than a kynge lyſt not to plye</l>
                  <l>To here, what the clamore wolde.</l>
                  <l>And other wyſe than he ſhulde</l>
                  <l>Diſdayneth for to done hem grace,</l>
                  <l>It hath be ſeen in many place</l>
                  <l>There hath be falle great contraire</l>
                  <l>And that I fynde of enſamplaire.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic dicit quod ſeniores magis experti ad <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ne<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>e conſilium admittendi pocius exiſtunt / Et narrat / qualiter pro eo quod Roboas Salo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monis filius et heres ſenium ſermonibus renun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cians, dicta inuenum preelegit / de duodecim tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus Iſrael a domino ſuo decem penitus amiſit / et ſic cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> duabus ta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>modo illuſus poſtea regnauit</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>After the deth of Salomone</l>
                  <l>whan thilke wyſe kynge was gone</l>
                  <l>And Roboas in his perſone</l>
                  <l>Receyue ſhuld the corone,</l>
                  <l>The people vpon a parlement</l>
                  <l>Auyſed were of one aſſent</l>
                  <l>And all vnto the kynge they preyde</l>
                  <l>with comune voys and thus they ſayde:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Our liege lorde we the byſeche</l>
                  <l>That thou receyue our humble ſpeche</l>
                  <l>And graunt vs, whiche that reaſon wyl</l>
                  <l>Or of thy grace / or of thy ſkyl,</l>
                  <l>Thy fader whyle he was alyue</l>
                  <l>And might both graunte and priue</l>
                  <l>Vpon the werkes whiche he had</l>
                  <l>The comon people ſtreite lad</l>
                  <l>whan he the temple made newe.</l>
                  <l>Thinge whiche men neuer afore knewe</l>
                  <l>He brought vp than of his tallage</l>
                  <l>And all was vnder the viſage</l>
                  <l>Of werkes, whiche he made tho.</l>
                  <l>But nowe it is befalle ſo</l>
                  <l>That all is made right, as he ſayde</l>
                  <l>And he was riche whan he deyd.</l>
                  <l>So that it is no maner nede</l>
                  <l>If thou therof wilt taken hede</l>
                  <l>To pillen of the people more</l>
                  <l>whiche longe tyme hath be greued ſore.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And in this wyſe as we the ſeye</l>
                  <l>with tender herte we the preye,</l>
                  <l>That thou releſſe thilke dette</l>
                  <l>whiche vpon vs thy fader ſette.</l>
                  <l>And if the lyke to done ſo</l>
                  <l>we ben thy men for euermo</l>
                  <l>To gone and comen at thyn heſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge, whiche herde this requeſte</l>
                  <l>Saith, that he wyl ben aduyſed,</l>
                  <l>And hath therof a tyme aſſiſed</l>
                  <l>And in the whyle as he him thought</l>
                  <l>Vpon this thinge counceyl he ſought.</l>
                  <l>And firſte the wiſe knightes olde</l>
                  <l>To whome that he his tale tolde</l>
                  <l>Counceyllen him in this manere,</l>
                  <l>That he with loue, and with glad chere</l>
                  <l>Foryeue and graunte all that is aſked</l>
                  <l>Of that his fader had taſked.</l>
                  <l>For ſo he may his regne acheue</l>
                  <l>with thing which ſhall hem litell greue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge hem herd, and ouer paſſeth</l>
                  <l>And with this other his wit compaſſeth</l>
                  <l>That yonge were, and nothinge wyſe</l>
                  <l>And they theſe olde men deſpiſe</l>
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                  <l>And ſayden: Sir it ſhall be ſhame</l>
                  <l>For euer vnto thy worthy name</l>
                  <l>If thou ne kepe not thy ryght</l>
                  <l>(while thou arte in thy yonge myght)</l>
                  <l>whiche that thyn olde father gate</l>
                  <l>But ſay vnto the people plate</l>
                  <l>That whyle thou lyueſt in thy londe</l>
                  <l>The leeſt fynger of thyn honde</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be ſtrenger ouer all</l>
                  <l>Than was thy fathers body all.</l>
                  <l>And thus alſo ſhall be thy tale</l>
                  <l>If he hem ſmote with roddes ſmale</l>
                  <l>with ſcorpions thou ſhalt hem ſmyte.</l>
                  <l>And where thy father toke a lyte</l>
                  <l>Thou thynkeſt take mychell more</l>
                  <l>Thus ſhalt thou make hem drede ſore</l>
                  <l>The great hert of thy corage,</l>
                  <l>So for to holde hem in ſeruage.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This yonge kyng hym hath conformed</l>
                  <l>To done as he was laſt enformed</l>
                  <l>whiche was to him his vndoynge.</l>
                  <l>For whan it came to the ſpekynge</l>
                  <l>He hath the yonge counſeyle holde</l>
                  <l>That he the ſame wordes tolde</l>
                  <l>Of all the people in audience.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan they herden the ſentence</l>
                  <l>Of his malyce, and the manace</l>
                  <l>Anone tofore his owne face</l>
                  <l>They haue hym vtterly refuſed</l>
                  <l>And with full great reproue accuſed</l>
                  <l>So they began for to raue</l>
                  <l>That he hym ſelfe was fayne to ſaue.</l>
                  <l>For as the wylde wode rage</l>
                  <l>Of wyndes maketh the ſee ſauage</l>
                  <l>And that was calme bryngeth to wawe,</l>
                  <l>So for defaut and grace of lawe</l>
                  <l>The people is ſtered all at ones</l>
                  <l>And forth they gone out of his wones</l>
                  <l>So that of the lygnages twelfe</l>
                  <l>Two tribus onely by hem ſelfe</l>
                  <l>with hym abyden, and no mo.</l>
                  <l>So were they for euermo</l>
                  <l>Of no retourne without eſpeire</l>
                  <l>Departed fro the rightfull heire</l>
                  <l>Of Iſraell, with comen voyce</l>
                  <l>A kynge vpon her owne choyce</l>
                  <l>Amonge hem ſelfe a anone they make</l>
                  <l>And haue her yonge lorde forſake.</l>
                  <l>A powre knyght Ieroboas</l>
                  <l>They toke, and lefte Roboas</l>
                  <l>whiche ryghtfull beyre was by diſſent,</l>
                  <l>Lo thus the yonge cauſe went</l>
                  <l>For that the counſeyle was not good</l>
                  <l>The reygne fro the ryghtfull blood</l>
                  <l>Euer afterwarde deuyded was.</l>
                  <l>So may it prouen by this cas</l>
                  <l>That yong counſeyl, which is to warme</l>
                  <l>Or men beware doth ofte harme.</l>
                  <l>Olde age for the counſeyle ſerueth</l>
                  <l>And luſty yongth his thonke deſerueth</l>
                  <l>Vpon the traueyle whiche he doth.</l>
                  <l>And both for to ſey a fothe</l>
                  <l>By ſondry cauſe for to haue</l>
                  <l>If that he wyll his reigne ſaue</l>
                  <l>A kynge behoueth euery day</l>
                  <l>That one can, and that other may</l>
                  <l>Be ſo the kynge hem both rule</l>
                  <l>Or elles all goth out of rule.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota queſtionem cuiuſdam philoſophi / vtrum regno conuenientius foret principem cum malo conſilio optare ſapientem, quam cum ſano conſilio ipſum eligere inſipientem.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And vpon this matere alſo</l>
                  <l>A queſtion betwene the two</l>
                  <l>Thus wryten in boke I fonde.</l>
                  <l>where it be better for the londe</l>
                  <l>A kynge hym ſelfe to be wyſe</l>
                  <l>And ſo to bere his owne pryſe</l>
                  <l>And that his counſeyle be not good.</l>
                  <l>Or otherwyſe if it ſo ſtode</l>
                  <l>A kynge if he be vicious</l>
                  <l>And his counſeyle be vertuous</l>
                  <l>It is anſwerde in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>That better it is that they be wyſe</l>
                  <l>By whom that the counſeyle ſhall gone</l>
                  <l>For they ben many, and he is one</l>
                  <l>And rather ſhall an one man</l>
                  <l>with fals counſeyle, for ought he can</l>
                  <l>From his wyſedome be made to fall</l>
                  <l>Than he alone ſhulde hem all</l>
                  <l>Fro vices vnto vertue chaunge</l>
                  <l>For that is well the more ſtraunge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy the londe may well be glad</l>
                  <l>whoſe kynge with good counſeyle is lad</l>
                  <l>whiche ſette hym vnto ryghtwyſnes</l>
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                  <l>So that his high worthynes</l>
                  <l>Betwene the reddour and pyte,</l>
                  <l>Doth mercy forth with equyte.</l>
                  <l>A kinge is holden ouer all</l>
                  <l>To pyte, but in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>To hem, where he is moſte beholde</l>
                  <l>They ſhulde his pite moſt beholde</l>
                  <l>That ben the lieges of the londe</l>
                  <l>For they ben euer vnder his honde</l>
                  <l>After the goddes ordenaunce</l>
                  <l>To ſtonde vpon his gouernaunce.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>a ad huc precipne de principum erga ſuos <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> deb<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ta <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ietate, legitur enim qualiter An <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> Sci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ne exe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ificatus, dixit, quod mal<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>er v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>m de populo ſibi commiſſo virum ſaluare, c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>en<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ex hoſtibꝰ alienigenis in bello perdere.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ Of themperour Anthonius</l>
                  <l>I fynd, bowe that he ſayde thus:</l>
                  <l>How him were leuer for to ſaue</l>
                  <l>One of his liges, than to haue</l>
                  <l>Of enemyes an hundred dede.</l>
                  <l>And thus he lerned as I rede</l>
                  <l>Of Scipio, whiche had be</l>
                  <l>Conſul of Rome, and thus to ſe</l>
                  <l>Dyuers enſamples howe they ſtonde</l>
                  <l>A kinge which hath the charge on ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>The comyn people to gouerne</l>
                  <l>If that he wyl, he may wel lerne.</l>
                  <l>Is none ſo good to the pleſaunce</l>
                  <l>Of god, as is good gouernaunce.</l>
                  <l>And euery gouernaunce is due</l>
                  <l>To pyte thus I may argue</l>
                  <l>That pyte is the foundemente</l>
                  <l>Of euery kynges regimente.</l>
                  <l>If it be medlyd with iuſtice</l>
                  <l>They two remeuen all vyce</l>
                  <l>And ben of vertu moſt vaylable</l>
                  <l>To make a kinges royame ſtable.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus the foure poyntes tofore</l>
                  <l>In gouernaunce as they be bore</l>
                  <l>Of trouth fyrſt and of largeſſe</l>
                  <l>Of pyte, forth with rightwiſneſſe</l>
                  <l>I haue hem tolde, and ouer this</l>
                  <l>The fyrſt poynte, ſo as it is</l>
                  <l>Set of the rule of policye</l>
                  <l>wherof a kynge ſhall modefye</l>
                  <l>The fleſſhly luſtes of nature,</l>
                  <l>Nowe thinke I telle of ſuche meſure</l>
                  <l>That both kinde ſhall be ſerued</l>
                  <l>And eke the lawe of god obſerued.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Corporis et mentis rege<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> decet omnis honeſtas,</l>
                  <l>Nominis vt famam nulla libido ruat.</l>
                  <l>Omne quod eſt liominis effeminat illa voluptas</l>
                  <l>Sit niſi magnanimi cordis vt obſtat ei.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat ſecundum Ariſtotelem de quin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ta principum policia, que caſtitatem concernit, cuius honeſtas impudicicie molus obtemperans tam corporis quam anime mundiciciam ſpecialius preſeruat.</head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>The male is made for the femele</l>
               <l>But where as one deſyreth fele</l>
               <l>That nedeth nought by weye of kynde.</l>
               <l>For whan a man may redy fynde</l>
               <l>His owne wyfe, what ſhuld he ſeche</l>
               <l>In ſtraunge places to beſeche</l>
               <l>To borowe another mans plough</l>
               <l>whan he hath geare at home ynough</l>
               <l>Affayted at his owne heſte</l>
               <l>And is to hym wel more honeſte</l>
               <l>Than other thinge, which is vnknowe.</l>
               <l>For thy ſhulde euery good man knowe</l>
               <l>And thynke, howe that in maryage</l>
               <l>His trouth plyte / lyeth in morgage</l>
               <l>whiche if he breke, it is falſehode</l>
               <l>And that diſcordeth to manhode</l>
               <l>And namely towarde the great</l>
               <l>wherof the bokes all trete</l>
               <l>So as the phyloſophre techeth</l>
               <l>To Alyſaunder, and him by techeth</l>
               <l>The lore howe that he ſhall meſure</l>
               <l>His body: ſo that no meſure</l>
               <l>Of fleſſhly luſt he ſhulde excede.</l>
               <l>And thus forth if I ſhall procede</l>
               <l>The fyfte poynte / as I ſayd ere</l>
               <l>Is Chaſtyte, whiche ſelde where</l>
               <l>Comth nowe a dayes in to place.</l>
               <l>And netheleſſe but it be grace</l>
               <l>Aboue all other in ſpecialle</l>
               <l>Is none that chaſte may ben alle.</l>
               <l>But yet a kynges hygh eſtate</l>
               <l>whiche of his order as a prelate</l>
               <l>Shall be anoynte and ſanctifyed.</l>
               <l>He mote be more magnyfied</l>
               <l>For dignite of his corone</l>
               <l>Than ſhulde another lowe perſone</l>
               <pb n="167" facs="tcp:7065:176"/>
               <l>whiche is not of hygh empriſe.</l>
               <l>Therfore a prince hym ſhuld aduiſe</l>
               <l>Er that he fell in ſuche ryote</l>
               <l>And namely that he ne aſſo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e</l>
               <l>To chaunge for the womenhed</l>
               <l>The worthineſſe of his manhed.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota de doctrina Ariſtotelis, qualiter priceps vt animi ſui locunditatem prouocet, mulieres for<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>moſas crebro aſpicere debet: caueat tamen ne me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>s voluptuoſa torpeſcens ex carnis fragilitate in vicium dilabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of Ariſtotle I haue well radde</l>
                  <l>Howe he to Alyſaunder badde,</l>
                  <l>That for to gladden his corage</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde beholden the viſage</l>
                  <l>Of women, whan that they ben fayre,</l>
                  <l>But yet he ſet an examplayre</l>
                  <l>His body ſo to guye and rule</l>
                  <l>That he ne paſſe mot the rule</l>
                  <l>wherof that he him ſelfe begyle.</l>
                  <l>For in the woman is no gyle</l>
                  <l>Of that a man him ſelfe by wapeth</l>
                  <l>whan he is owne wytte beiapeth</l>
                  <l>I can the woman wel excuſe.</l>
                  <l>But what man wyl vpon hem muſe</l>
                  <l>After the folyſſhe Impreſſion</l>
                  <l>Of his ymaginacion,</l>
                  <l>within him ſelfe the fyre he bloweth</l>
                  <l>wherof the woman nothinge knoweth</l>
                  <l>So may ſhe nothinge be to wyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if a man him ſelfe excite</l>
                  <l>To drenche, and wil nought forbere.</l>
                  <l>The water ſhall no blame bere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what may the golde though me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> coueit?</l>
                  <l>If that a man wyll loue ſtreyt</l>
                  <l>The woman hath him nothinge bounde</l>
                  <l>If he his owne hert wounde</l>
                  <l>She may not let the folye,</l>
                  <l>And though ſo fyl of company</l>
                  <l>That he might any thinge purchace</l>
                  <l>Yet maketh a man the fyrſt chace.</l>
                  <l>The woman fleeth, and he purſeweth</l>
                  <l>So that by wey of ſkyl it ſueth</l>
                  <l>The man is cauſe bowe ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That he full ofte ſyth is falle,</l>
                  <l>where that he may not wel aryſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles ful many wyſe</l>
                  <l>Befooled haue hem ſelfe er this,</l>
                  <l>As nowe a dayes yet it is</l>
                  <l>Amonge the men and euer was</l>
                  <l>The ſtronge is febleſte in this caas.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It ſyt a man by wey of kynde</l>
                  <l>To loue, but it is not kinde</l>
                  <l>A man for loue his wyt to leſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if the month of Iule ſhall freſe</l>
                  <l>And that December ſhall be hote,</l>
                  <l>The yere miſtorneth wel I wote.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>To ſeen a man frome his eſtate</l>
                  <l>Through his ſoty effemynate</l>
                  <l>And leue that a man ſhall do</l>
                  <l>It is as hoſe aboue the ſhoo</l>
                  <l>To man, whiche oughte not to be vſed.</l>
                  <l>But yet the worlde hath ofte accuſed</l>
                  <l>Full great princes of this dede</l>
                  <l>Howe they for loue hem ſelfe miſlede</l>
                  <l>wherof manhode ſtode behinde</l>
                  <l>Of olde enſamples as men fynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>plum, qualiter pro eo quod Sar<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>danapallus Aſſiriorum princeps muliebri oble<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctamento effeminatus ſue co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cupiſcentie torporem quaſi ex co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſuetudine adhibebat, ab Arbacto rege medorum ſuper hoc infidiante in ſui feruoris ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>iori voluptate ſubitis mutationibus extinctus eft.</head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Theſe olde geſtes tellen thus</l>
               <l>That whylome Sardanapallus,</l>
               <l>whiche helde all hole in his empyre</l>
               <l>The great kingdome of Aſſyre</l>
               <l>was through the ſlouth of his corage</l>
               <l>Falle in to the ylke fyry rage</l>
               <l>Of loue / whiche the men aſſoteth</l>
               <l>wherof hym ſelfe he ſo ryoteth,</l>
               <l>And wexeth ſo ferforth womannyſſhe</l>
               <l>That ageyn kynde, as if a fyſſhe</l>
               <l>Abyde wolde vpon the londe</l>
               <l>In women ſuche a luſte he fonde</l>
               <l>That he dwelte euer in chambre ſtylle</l>
               <l>And onely wrought after the wylle</l>
               <l>Of women, ſo as he was bede,</l>
               <l>That ſeldome whan in other ſtede</l>
               <l>If that he wolde wenden oute,</l>
               <l>To ſeen howe that it ſtode aboute.</l>
               <l>But there he kiſte / and there he played,</l>
               <l>They taughten hym a lace to brayed</l>
               <l>And weue a purs, and to enfyle</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:177"/>
               <l>A perle: And fell thylke whyle</l>
               <l>One Arbactus the prince of Mede</l>
               <l>Seeth the kynge in womanhede</l>
               <l>was falle fro chiualrie</l>
               <l>And gate hym helpe, and companye</l>
               <l>And wrought ſo, that at laſt</l>
               <l>This kynge out of his reigne he caſt,</l>
               <l>whiche was vndone for euer mo.</l>
               <l>And yet men ſpeaken of hym ſo</l>
               <l>That it is ſhame for to bere</l>
               <l>For thy to loue is in manere.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Nota qualiter Dauid amans mulieres propter hoc probitatem armorum non minus excercint.</head>
               <l>¶Kynge Dauid had many a loue.</l>
               <l>But netheles alway aboue</l>
               <l>Knyghthode he kepte in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>That for no fleſſhely couetyſe</l>
               <l>Of luſt to lygge in ladys armes</l>
               <l>He l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>te not the luſte of armes.</l>
               <l>For where a prince his luſtes ſueth</l>
               <l>That he the warre not purſueth</l>
               <l>whan it is tyme to bene armed,</l>
               <l>His countrie ſtant full ofte harmed</l>
               <l>whan the enemyes be waxe bolde</l>
               <l>That they defente none beholde</l>
               <l>Full many a londe hath ſo be lore</l>
               <l>As men may rede ofte tyme afore</l>
               <l>Of hem that ſo her caſes ſoughten</l>
               <l>whiche after they full dere aboughten.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>uitur qualiter regnum laſciuie volupta <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> de facili vincitur: Et ponit exemplu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> rege Perſarum, qui cum Lidos mira pro <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> fiteninſſimos, ſibi<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> in bello aduerſantes <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>do vincere potuit / cum ipſis tandem pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>tatum diſſimilans concordia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> finale<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſtabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, ſuper quo Lydi poſtea per aliquod tem <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> armis inſoluti ſub pacis tempore voluptati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bus <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ntendebant. Quod Cyrus percipiens in eos armatus ſubito irruit, ipſos <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> inde ſenſibiles vin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ns ſuo imperio tributarios ſubiugauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ To mochel eaſe is nothynge worthe</l>
                  <l>For that ſetteth euery vice forthe</l>
                  <l>And euery vertue put a backe</l>
                  <l>wherof price turneth in to lacke.</l>
                  <l>As in cronylie I may reherſe</l>
                  <l>whiche telleth, how the kynge of Perſe</l>
                  <l>That Lyrus hyght, a warre hadde</l>
                  <l>Ageynſt the people, whiche he dradde.</l>
                  <l>Of a countre, whiche Lydos hyght.</l>
                  <l>But yet for ought that he do myght</l>
                  <l>As in batayle vpon the warre</l>
                  <l>He had of hem alway the warre.</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſigh, and wyſt it wele</l>
                  <l>That he by ſtrength wanne no dele.</l>
                  <l>Than at laſte he caſte a wyle</l>
                  <l>This worthy people to begyle</l>
                  <l>And toke with hem a feyned pees</l>
                  <l>whiche ſhulde laſten endelees</l>
                  <l>So as he ſayde in wordes wyſe,</l>
                  <l>But he thought all in other wyſe.</l>
                  <l>For it betyd vpon the caas</l>
                  <l>whan that this people in reſt was</l>
                  <l>They token eſes many folde,</l>
                  <l>And worldes eſe as it is tolde</l>
                  <l>By way of kynde is the noryce</l>
                  <l>Of euery luſte, whiche toucheth vyce.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus whan they were in luſtes fall</l>
                  <l>The warres bene forgeten all.</l>
                  <l>was none, whiche wolde the worſhyp</l>
                  <l>Of armes, but in ydelſhyp</l>
                  <l>They putten buſineſſe away</l>
                  <l>And toke hem to daunce and play.</l>
                  <l>But moſt aboue all other thynges</l>
                  <l>They token hem to the lykynges</l>
                  <l>Of fleſſhely luſtes, that chaſtite</l>
                  <l>Receyued was in no degree,</l>
                  <l>But euery man doth what hym lyſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan the kynge of Pers it wyſte</l>
                  <l>That they vnto folye entenden</l>
                  <l>with his power, whan they leeſt wenden</l>
                  <l>More ſodeinly than doth the thonder</l>
                  <l>He came, for euer and put hem vnder.</l>
                  <l>And thus hath lechery lore</l>
                  <l>The londe, whiche had be tofore</l>
                  <l>The beſte of hem, that were tho.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota qualiter facta bellica luxus infortunat. Et narrat / quod cum rex Amolech hebrtis ſibi inſultantibus reſiſtere nequit / conſilio Balaam mulieres regni ſui pulcherrimas in caſtro hebreo<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>rum miſit / qui ab ipſis contaminati ſunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="168" facs="tcp:7065:177"/>
                  <l>¶And in the bible I fynde alſo</l>
                  <l>A tale lyke vnto this thynge</l>
                  <l>Howe Ameleche the paynym kynge</l>
                  <l>whan that he myght by no weye</l>
                  <l>Defende his londe, and put awey</l>
                  <l>The worthy people of Iſraell.</l>
                  <l>This ſaraſyn, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> it befelle</l>
                  <l>Through the counſeyle of Balaam</l>
                  <l>A rout of fayre women nam</l>
                  <l>That luſty were, and of yonge age</l>
                  <l>And bad hem go to the lynage</l>
                  <l>Of theſe hebrewes: &amp; forth they went</l>
                  <l>with eyen grey, and browes bent</l>
                  <l>And well arayed euerychone.</l>
                  <l>And whan they comen were anone</l>
                  <l>Emonge thebrews was none in ſyght</l>
                  <l>But catche who that catche myght</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem his luſtes ſought</l>
                  <l>whiche after they full dere abought.</l>
                  <l>For grace anone began to fayle</l>
                  <l>That whan they comen to batayle</l>
                  <l>Than afterwarde in ſory plyte</l>
                  <l>They were take and diſcomfyte.</l>
                  <l>So that within a lytell throwe</l>
                  <l>The myght of hem was ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>That whylom were wont to ſtonde,</l>
                  <l>Tyll Phynees the cauſe on honde</l>
                  <l>Hath take, this vengeaunce laſt:</l>
                  <l>But than it ceſed at laſte.</l>
                  <l>For god was payed, of that he dede</l>
                  <l>For where he fonde vpon a ſtede</l>
                  <l>A couple, whiche mysferred ſo</l>
                  <l>Throughout he ſmote hem both two</l>
                  <l>And let hem lygge in mennes eye</l>
                  <l>wherof oll other, whiche hem ſye</l>
                  <l>Enſampled hem vpon the dede</l>
                  <l>And prayden vnto the godhede</l>
                  <l>Her olde ſynnes to amende</l>
                  <l>And he whiche wolde his mercy ſende</l>
                  <l>Reſtored hem to newe grace.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus may it ſhewe in ſondry place</l>
                  <l>Of chaſtite howe the clenneſſe</l>
                  <l>Accordeth to the worthyneſſe</l>
                  <l>Of men of armes ouer all.</l>
                  <l>But moſt of all in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>This vertue to a kynge belongeth.</l>
                  <l>For vpon his fortune it hongeth</l>
                  <l>Of that his londe ſhall ſpede or ſpylle</l>
                  <l>For thy but if a kynge his wyll</l>
                  <l>Fro luſtes of his fleſſhe reſtreyne</l>
                  <l>Ageyne hym ſelfe he maketh a treyne.</l>
                  <l>Into the whiche if that he ſlyde</l>
                  <l>Hym were better go beſyde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For euery man may vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Howe for a tyme that it ſtonde</l>
                  <l>It is a ſory luſt to lyke</l>
                  <l>whoſe ende maketh a man to ſyke</l>
                  <l>And tourneth ioyes in to ſorowe.</l>
                  <l>The bryght ſonne by the morowe</l>
                  <l>Beſhyneth not the derke nyght</l>
                  <l>The luſty yongth of mans myght</l>
                  <l>In age but it ſtonde wele</l>
                  <l>Myſtorneth all the laſt whele.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur qualiter principum irregulata vo<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>luptas eos a ſemita recta multotiens deniare co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>pellit, Et narrat exemplum de Salomone, qui ex ſue carnis concupiſcentia victus, mulierum blan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dime<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tis in ſui ſcandalum deos alienos colere pre<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſumebat.</head>
               <l>¶That euery worthy prynce is holde</l>
               <l>within hym ſelfe to beholde</l>
               <l>To ſe the ſtate of his perſone</l>
               <l>And thynke, howe there be ioyes none</l>
               <l>Vpon this erthe made to laſte:</l>
               <l>And how the fleſſhe ſhall at laſt</l>
               <l>The luſtes of his lyfe forſake:</l>
               <l>Hym ought a great enſample take</l>
               <l>Of Salomon, whoſe appetite</l>
               <l>was holly ſette vpon delyte</l>
               <l>To take of women the pleſaunce,</l>
               <l>So that vpon his ignoraunce</l>
               <l>The wyde worlde meruayleth yet</l>
               <l>That he, whiche all mens wyt</l>
               <l>In thilke tyme hath ouerpaſſed</l>
               <l>with fleſſhly luſtes was ſo taſſed</l>
               <l>That he whiche ledde vnder the lawe</l>
               <l>The people of god, him ſelfe withdrawe</l>
               <l>He hath fro god in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>That he worſhyp and ſacrifice</l>
               <l>For ſondry loue in ſondry ſtede</l>
               <l>Vnto the falſe goddes dede.</l>
               <l>This was the wyſe Eccleſiaſte</l>
               <l>The fame of whom ſhall euer laſte</l>
               <l>That he the myghty god forſoke</l>
               <l>Ageyn the lawe whan he toke</l>
               <l>His wyues, and his concubynes</l>
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               <l>Of hem that were ſarazyns,</l>
               <l>For whiche he dyd idolatrie.</l>
               <l>For this I rede of his ſoty</l>
               <l>She of Sydoyne ſo hym ladde</l>
               <l>That he knelende his armes ſpradde</l>
               <l>To aſtratchen with great humbleſſe</l>
               <l>whiche of her londe was the goddeſſe.</l>
               <l>And ſhe that was of Moabyte</l>
               <l>So ferforth made hym to delyte</l>
               <l>Through luſt, which al his wit deuoreth</l>
               <l>That he Thamos hir god honoreth.</l>
               <l>An other Amonyte alſo</l>
               <l>with loue him hath aſſoted ſo</l>
               <l>Hir god Moloche that with encence</l>
               <l>He ſacreth, and doth reuerence</l>
               <l>In ſuche a wyſe as ſhe hym bad.</l>
               <l>Thus was the wyſeſt ouerlad</l>
               <l>with blynde luſtes, whiche he ſought.</l>
               <l>But he it afterwarde abought.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Nota hic qualiter Achias propheta in ſignum, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> regnum poſt mortem Salomonie ob eius <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>catu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> a ſuo herede dimineretur, pallium ſuum in due decim partes ſcidit, vnde decem partes Ie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> filio Nabal, qui regnaturꝰ poſtea ſucceſſit, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> to de<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>tribuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> For Achias ſolenites</l>
                  <l>whiche was prophet, er his deces,</l>
                  <l>while he was in his luſtes all</l>
                  <l>Betokeneth what ſhall after falle.</l>
                  <l>For on a day, whan that he mette</l>
                  <l>Ieroboam the knyght he grette</l>
                  <l>And had hym, that he ſhulde abyde</l>
                  <l>To here what hym ſhall betyde.</l>
                  <l>And forth withall Achyas caſt</l>
                  <l>His mantell of, and alſo faſt</l>
                  <l>He cut it in to peces twelfe</l>
                  <l>wherof two parties vnto hym ſelfe</l>
                  <l>He kepte, and all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>As god hath ſet his couenaunt</l>
                  <l>He toke vnto Ieroboas</l>
                  <l>Of Nabal whiche the ſonne was,</l>
                  <l>And of the kynges courte a knyght</l>
                  <l>And ſaide hym, ſuche is goddes myght.</l>
                  <l>As thou haſte ſene departed here</l>
                  <l>My mantell, right in ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>After the dethe of Salomon</l>
                  <l>God hath ordeyned thervpon</l>
                  <l>This reygne than he ſhall deuyde</l>
                  <l>whiche tyme eke thou ſhalt abyde,</l>
                  <l>And vpon that diuiſion</l>
                  <l>The reygne as in proporcion</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt of my mantell take,</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt receyue I vndertake.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the ſonne ſhall abye</l>
                  <l>The luſtes and the lechery</l>
                  <l>Of hym, whiche nowe his father is,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So for to taken hede of this</l>
                  <l>It ſyt a kynge well to be chaſt,</l>
                  <l>For els he may lyghtly waſt</l>
                  <l>Hym ſelfe, and eke his reygne bothe</l>
                  <l>And that ought euery kynge to lothe.</l>
                  <l>O whiche a ſynne violent</l>
                  <l>wherof ſo wiſe a kynge was ſhent</l>
                  <l>That he vengeance of his perſone</l>
                  <l>was not inough to take alone,</l>
                  <l>But afterwarde, whan he was paſſed</l>
                  <l>It hath his heritage laſſed,</l>
                  <l>As I more openly to fore</l>
                  <l>The tale tolde: And thus therfore</l>
                  <l>The philoſopher vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>write, and counſeyled to a kynge,</l>
                  <l>That he the forfete of luxure</l>
                  <l>Shall tempre and rule of ſuche meſure,</l>
                  <l>whiche he to kynde ſuffiſaunt</l>
                  <l>And eke to reaſon accordaunt.</l>
                  <l>So that the luſtes ignoraunce</l>
                  <l>Bycauſe of no myſgouernaunce</l>
                  <l>Through which that he be ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>As he that wyll no reaſon knowe.</l>
                  <l>For but a mans wyt he ſwerued</l>
                  <l>whan kynde is dulyche ſerued</l>
                  <l>It ought of reaſon to ſuffyſe.</l>
                  <l>For if it fall hym otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>He may the luſtes ſore drede.</l>
                  <l>¶For of Anthony thus I rede</l>
                  <l>whiche of Seuerus was the ſonne</l>
                  <l>That he his lyfe of co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune wonne</l>
                  <l>Yaue holly vnto thilke vice,</l>
                  <l>And ofte tyme he was ſo nyce</l>
                  <l>wherof nature hir hath compleyned</l>
                  <l>Vnto the god, whiche hath diſceyned</l>
                  <l>The warkes whiche Anthony wrought</l>
                  <l>Of luſte, whiche he fulle ſore abought.</l>
                  <l>For god his forfete hath ſo wroke</l>
                  <l>That in cronyke it is yet ſpoke.</l>
                  <l>But for to take rememembraunce</l>
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                  <l>Of ſpeciall myſgouernaunce</l>
                  <l>Through couetyſe and iniuſtyce</l>
                  <l>Forth with the remenaunt of vice,</l>
                  <l>And namelyche of lechery</l>
                  <l>I fynde write a great partie</l>
                  <l>within a tale, as thou ſhalt here</l>
                  <l>whiche is thenſample of this matere.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquit he Tarquinio Rome nuꝑ impatore / necno<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> et de eiuſde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> filio noie Arrous / qui oim vic<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>oru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> varietate: repleti ta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> in hoies <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> in mulieres in numer ſcelera perpetrarunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶So as theſe olde geſtes ſeyne</l>
                  <l>The proude tyrannyſſhe Romeyne</l>
                  <l>Tarquinius, whiche was than kynge</l>
                  <l>And wrought many a wrongful thynge.</l>
                  <l>Of ſonnes he had many one,</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche Arrous was one</l>
                  <l>Lyche to his father in maneres,</l>
                  <l>So that within a fewe yeres</l>
                  <l>with treaſon and with tyranny</l>
                  <l>They wonne of londe a great party</l>
                  <l>And token hede of no iuſtyce,</l>
                  <l>whiche dewe was to her offyce</l>
                  <l>Vpon the rule of gouernaunce,</l>
                  <l>But al that euer was pleaſaunce</l>
                  <l>Vnto the fleſſhes luſt, they toke.</l>
                  <l>And fyll ſo, that they vndertoke</l>
                  <l>A werre, whiche was nought acheued</l>
                  <l>But often tyme it had hem greued</l>
                  <l>Ageyne a folke, which than hyght</l>
                  <l>The Gabyens, and all by nyght</l>
                  <l>Thus Arrous whan he was at home</l>
                  <l>In Rome a preuy place he nome</l>
                  <l>within a chaumber, and hete hym ſelfe</l>
                  <l>And made hym woundes .x. or twelfe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the backe, as it was ſene.</l>
                  <l>And ſo forth with his hurtes grene</l>
                  <l>In all the haſte that he may</l>
                  <l>He rode, and cam that other day</l>
                  <l>Vnto Gabye the cite</l>
                  <l>And in he went: and whan that he</l>
                  <l>was knowe, anone the yates were ſhe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>,</l>
                  <l>The lordes all vpon hym ſet</l>
                  <l>with drawe ſwerdes vpon bonde.</l>
                  <l>And Arrous wolde hem not withſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de,</l>
                  <l>And ſaide I am here at your wylle</l>
                  <l>As lefe it is that ye me ſpylle</l>
                  <l>As if myn owne father dede.</l>
                  <l>And forth within that ſame ſtede</l>
                  <l>He prayde hem that they wolde ſe</l>
                  <l>And tolde hem in what degre</l>
                  <l>His father, and his bretherne bothe</l>
                  <l>whiche as he ſayd weren wrothe,</l>
                  <l>Hym had beten and reuyled</l>
                  <l>And out of Rome for euer exyled,</l>
                  <l>And thus he made hem to beleue</l>
                  <l>And ſaide: if that he myght acheue</l>
                  <l>His purpos, it ſhall well be yolde</l>
                  <l>By ſo that they hym helpe wolde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan that the lordes had ſene</l>
                  <l>Howe wofully he was beſene</l>
                  <l>They toke pite of his greue.</l>
                  <l>But yet it was hem wonder leue</l>
                  <l>That Rome hym had exyled ſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The Gabyens by counſeyle tho</l>
                  <l>Vpon the goddes made hym ſwere</l>
                  <l>That he to hem ſhall trouth here</l>
                  <l>And ſtrength hem with all his myght.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they alſo hym hath behyght</l>
                  <l>To helpen hym in his quarele.</l>
                  <l>They ſhope than for his hele</l>
                  <l>That he was bathed and anoynt</l>
                  <l>Tyll that he was in luſty poynt,</l>
                  <l>And what he wolde than he had</l>
                  <l>That he all holle the cite lad</l>
                  <l>Ryght as he wolde hym ſelfe deuyſe</l>
                  <l>And tha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he thought hym in what wyſe</l>
                  <l>He myght his tyranny ſhewe,</l>
                  <l>And toke to his counſeyle a ſhrewe</l>
                  <l>whom to his father forth he ſent.</l>
                  <l>And in his meſſage he tho went</l>
                  <l>And prayed his father for to ſay</l>
                  <l>By his auyſe and fynde a wey</l>
                  <l>Howe they the cite myght wynne</l>
                  <l>whyle he ſtode ſo well therin.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan the meſſanger was come</l>
                  <l>To Rome, and hath in counſeyle nome</l>
                  <l>The kynge: it felle perchaunce ſo</l>
                  <l>That they were in a gardeyne tho</l>
                  <l>This meſſager forth with the kynge.</l>
                  <l>And whan he had tolde the thynge</l>
                  <l>In what maner that it ſtode:</l>
                  <l>And that Tarquinus vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>By the meſſage, how that it ferde,</l>
                  <l>Anone he toke in honde a yerde</l>
                  <l>And in the gardeyne as they gone</l>
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                  <l>The lylly croppes one and one,</l>
                  <l>where that they weren ſprongen out</l>
                  <l>He ſmote of, as they ſtode about:</l>
                  <l>And ſayde vnto the meſſengere,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo this thyng, whiche I do nowe here</l>
                  <l>Shall be in ſtede of thyn anſwere.</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe as I me bere</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalte vnto my ſonne telle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he no lenger wolde dwelle</l>
                  <l>But toke his leue, &amp; goth withall</l>
                  <l>Vnto his lorde, and tolde hym all,</l>
                  <l>Howe that his father hadde do.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Arrous herde hym telle ſo</l>
                  <l>Anone be wyſt what it ment,</l>
                  <l>And therto ſette all his entent</l>
                  <l>Tyll he through fraude &amp; trechery</l>
                  <l>The prynces heedes of Gaby</l>
                  <l>Hath ſmyten of, &amp; all was wonne,</l>
                  <l>His father cam tofore the ſonne</l>
                  <l>In to the towne with the Romeyns</l>
                  <l>And toke and ſlewe the citezeyns</l>
                  <l>without reaſon or pite,</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſpareth no degre.</l>
                  <l>And for the ſpede of his conqueſt</l>
                  <l>He lette do make a ryche feſte</l>
                  <l>with a ſolempne ſacrifice</l>
                  <l>In Phebus temple, And in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>whan the Romeynes aſſembled were</l>
                  <l>In preſence of hem all there</l>
                  <l>Vpon the auter when all was dyght</l>
                  <l>And that the fyres were a lyght</l>
                  <l>From vnder the auter ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>An hydous ſerpent openly</l>
                  <l>Cam out, and hath deuoured all</l>
                  <l>The ſacrifice, and eke withall</l>
                  <l>The fyres queynt: and forth anone</l>
                  <l>So as be came, ſo is he gone</l>
                  <l>In to the depe grounde ayeyne,</l>
                  <l>And euery man began to ſeyne:</l>
                  <l>A lorde, what may this ſignifye?</l>
                  <l>And thervpon they pray and crye</l>
                  <l>To Phebus, that they mighten knowe</l>
                  <l>The cauſe: &amp; he the ſame throwe</l>
                  <l>with gaſtly voice, that all it herde</l>
                  <l>The Romayns in this wyſe anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And ſayd, how for the wyckednes</l>
                  <l>Of pryde, &amp; of vnryghtwyſenes</l>
                  <l>That Tarquyne and his ſonne hath do</l>
                  <l>The ſacrifice is waſted ſo</l>
                  <l>whiche myght not ben acceptable</l>
                  <l>Vpon ſuche ſynne abhomynable.</l>
                  <l>And ouer that yet he hem wyſſeth</l>
                  <l>And ſaith, whiche of hem fyrſt kyſſeth</l>
                  <l>His mother, he ſhall take wreche</l>
                  <l>Vpon the wronge: &amp; of that ſpeche</l>
                  <l>They ben within her hertes glade</l>
                  <l>Though they outward no ſe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bla<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce made</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ther was a knight, which Brutꝰ hight</l>
                  <l>And he with all the haſte he might</l>
                  <l>To grounde fyll, and there he kyſte</l>
                  <l>But none of hem the cauſe wyſte</l>
                  <l>But wende that he had ſpourned</l>
                  <l>Perchaunce, and ſo was ouertourned.</l>
                  <l>But Brutus all an other ment</l>
                  <l>For he knewe well in his entent</l>
                  <l>Howe therthe of euery mannes kynde</l>
                  <l>Is mother: but they weren blynde</l>
                  <l>And ſyghe not ſo ferre as he.</l>
                  <l>But when they leften the cite</l>
                  <l>And comen home to Rome ageyn</l>
                  <l>Than euery man, whiche was Romeyne</l>
                  <l>And moder hath, to hir he bende</l>
                  <l>And kyſt / and eche of hem thus wende</l>
                  <l>To be the fyrſte vpon the chaunce</l>
                  <l>Of Terquyne for to do vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>So as they herden Phebus ſeyne.</l>
                  <l>But euery tyme hath his certeyne,</l>
                  <l>So muſt it nedes than abyde</l>
                  <l>Tyll afterwarde vpon a tyde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic narrat, quod cum Tarquinius in obſidione ciuitatis Ardee, vt eam deſtrueret intentus fuit, Arrous filius eius Romam ſecreto adiens in do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mo collatini hoſpitatus eſt, vbi de nocte illam caſ<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>tiſſimam dommam Lucreciam imaginata fraude vi oppreſſit, vnde illa pre dolore mortuo, ipſe cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Tarquinio patre ſuo, tota clamanie Roma / im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ꝑm<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> exilium delegati ſunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Tarquinus made vnſkilfully</l>
                  <l>A werre, whiche was faſt by</l>
                  <l>Ageyn a towne with walles ſtronge</l>
                  <l>whiche Ardea was cleped longe</l>
                  <l>And caſt a ſege there aboute</l>
                  <l>That there may no man paſſen oute.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So it befelle vpon a night</l>
                  <l>Arrous, whiche had his ſouper dight</l>
                  <l>Aparte of the chyualrye</l>
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                  <l>with hym to ſuppe in company</l>
                  <l>Hath bede: and whan they comen were</l>
                  <l>And ſette at ſupper there</l>
                  <l>Amonge her other wordes glade</l>
                  <l>Arrous a great ſpekynge made,</l>
                  <l>who had tho the beſt wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, and thus began a ſtryfe,</l>
                  <l>For Arrous ſaith, he hath the beſt.</l>
                  <l>So ianglen they withouten reſte</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſt one Collaryne</l>
                  <l>A worthy knyght, and was coſyne</l>
                  <l>To Arrous, ſayd hym in this wyſe,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It is, qd he, of none empriſe</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke a worde, but of the dede</l>
                  <l>wherof it is to taken hede.</l>
                  <l>Anone for thy this ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>Lepe on thy hors, and let vs ryde,</l>
                  <l>So may we knowe both two</l>
                  <l>Vnwarely what our wyues do,</l>
                  <l>And that ſhall be a trewe aſſay.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Arrous ſaith not ones nay,</l>
                  <l>On horſebacke anone they lepte</l>
                  <l>In ſuche manere and nothynge ſlepte</l>
                  <l>Rydende forth tyll that they come</l>
                  <l>All pryuely within Rome</l>
                  <l>In ſtrange place &amp; downe they lyght,</l>
                  <l>And take a chambre out of ſyght.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They be diſguyſed for a throwe</l>
                  <l>So that no lyfe ſhulde hem knowe.</l>
                  <l>And to the paleys fyrſt they ſought</l>
                  <l>To ſe what thyng theſe ladies wrought</l>
                  <l>Of whiche Arrous made a vaunt</l>
                  <l>And they bir ſygh of glad ſemblaunt</l>
                  <l>All full of myrthes and of bordes.</l>
                  <l>But amonge all other wordes</l>
                  <l>She ſpake not of hir huſbonde.</l>
                  <l>And whan they had all vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>Of thilke place what hem lyſte,</l>
                  <l>They gone hem forth that none it wyſt.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Beſyde thilke yate of bras</l>
                  <l>Collaces whiche cleped was,</l>
                  <l>where Collatyn hath his dwellynge</l>
                  <l>There founden they at home ſyttynge</l>
                  <l>Lucrece his wyfe all enuyronned</l>
                  <l>with women, whiche were abandoned</l>
                  <l>To werche, &amp; ſhe wrought eke withall</l>
                  <l>And bad hem haſte, and ſaid it ſhall</l>
                  <l>Be for myn huſbondes were</l>
                  <l>whiche with his ſheld &amp; with his ſpere</l>
                  <l>Lyeth at ſyege in great diſeſe,</l>
                  <l>And if it ſhulde hym not diſpleſe</l>
                  <l>Nowe wolde god, I had hym here.</l>
                  <l>For certes tyll that I may here</l>
                  <l>Some good tydynge of his eſtate</l>
                  <l>My herte is euer vpon debate.</l>
                  <l>For ſo as all men wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>He is of ſuche an hardyneſſe</l>
                  <l>That he can not hym ſelfe ſpare,</l>
                  <l>And that is all my moſte care,</l>
                  <l>whan they the walles ſhulde aſſayle.</l>
                  <l>But if my wyſſhes myght auayle</l>
                  <l>I wolde it were a groundeles pyt</l>
                  <l>By ſo the ſiege were vnknyt,</l>
                  <l>And I my huſbonde ſye.</l>
                  <l>with that the water in her eye</l>
                  <l>Aroſe, that ſhe ne myght it ſtoppe,</l>
                  <l>And as men ſene the dew bedroppe</l>
                  <l>The leues, and the floures eke:</l>
                  <l>Ryght ſo vpon her whyte cheke</l>
                  <l>The wofull ſalte teres felle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan Collatyne hath herde hir telle</l>
                  <l>The meanynge of hir trewe herte,</l>
                  <l>Anone with that to hir he ſterte</l>
                  <l>And ſayd: Lo my good dere</l>
                  <l>Nowe is he come to you here</l>
                  <l>That ye mooſt louen as ye ſeyne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe with goodly chere ageyne</l>
                  <l>Beclypt him in her armes ſmale.</l>
                  <l>And the colour, whiche erſte was pale</l>
                  <l>To beaute than was reſtored,</l>
                  <l>So that it myght not be mored.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynges ſonne, which was nygh</l>
                  <l>And of this lady herde and ſygh</l>
                  <l>The thynges, as they ben befalle,</l>
                  <l>The reaſon of his wyttes all</l>
                  <l>Hath loſte: for loue vpon his parte</l>
                  <l>Cam than, &amp; of his fyry darte</l>
                  <l>with ſuch a wounde him hath through ſmyte</l>
                  <l>That he muſt nedes fele &amp; wyte</l>
                  <l>Of thilke blynde malady</l>
                  <l>To whiche no cure of ſurgery</l>
                  <l>Can helpe, but yet netheles</l>
                  <l>At thylke tyme he helde his pees</l>
                  <l>That he no countenaunce made</l>
                  <l>But openly with wordes glade,</l>
                  <l>So as he coude in his manere</l>
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                  <l>He ſpake, and made frendely chere</l>
                  <l>Tyl it was tyme for to go.</l>
                  <l>And Collatyne with him alſo</l>
                  <l>His leue toke, ſo that by night,</l>
                  <l>with all the baſte that they might,</l>
                  <l>They ryden to the ſyege ageyn.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Arous was ſo wo byſein</l>
                  <l>with thoughtes, which vpon him ronne</l>
                  <l>That he all by the brode ſonne</l>
                  <l>To bedde goth, not for to reſte</l>
                  <l>But for to thynke vpon the beſte,</l>
                  <l>And the fayreſt forth with alle</l>
                  <l>That euer be ſigh, or euer ſhalle</l>
                  <l>So as him thought in his corage</l>
                  <l>where he portreyed her ymage.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt the fetures of hir face</l>
                  <l>In whiche nature had all grace</l>
                  <l>Of womanlye beaute beſette,</l>
                  <l>So that it might not be bette.</l>
                  <l>And howe hir yelowe here was treſſed</l>
                  <l>And hir atyre ſo wel adreſſed.</l>
                  <l>And how ſhe wepte, al this he thought.</l>
                  <l>And how ſhe ſpake, &amp; how ſhe wrought</l>
                  <l>That he foryeten hath no dele</l>
                  <l>But all it lyketh him ſo wele</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>at in the worde nor in dede</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> lacked nought of womanhede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus this tyrannyſſ be knight</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s ſoupled, but not halfe aryght</l>
                  <l>For he none other hede toke</l>
                  <l>But that he might by ſomme croke</l>
                  <l>All though it were ageyne hir wille,</l>
                  <l>The luſtes of his fleſſh fulfylle,</l>
                  <l>whiche loue was not reaſonable.</l>
                  <l>For wher honour is remeuable</l>
                  <l>It ought well to ben aduyſed.</l>
                  <l>But he whiche hath his luſt aſſyſed</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ith medlid loue and tyrannye</l>
                  <l>Hath founde vpon his trecherye</l>
                  <l>A weye, whiche he thinketh to holde,</l>
                  <l>And ſayth: fortune vnto the bolde</l>
                  <l>Is fauorable for to helpe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus within him ſelfe to yelpe</l>
                  <l>As he whiche was a wylde man</l>
                  <l>Vpon his treaſon he began.</l>
                  <l>And vp he ſterte, and forth he wente</l>
                  <l>On horſbacke, but his entente</l>
                  <l>There knewe no wyght, and he name</l>
                  <l>The nexte way, tyll he came</l>
                  <l>Vnto Collocea the gate</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, and it was ſomdele late</l>
                  <l>Ryght euen vpon the ſonne ſette.</l>
                  <l>And he whiche had ſhape his nette</l>
                  <l>Hir innocence to betrappe,</l>
                  <l>And as it ſhulde tho myſhappe</l>
                  <l>As priuely as euer he myght</l>
                  <l>He rode, and of his hors alyght</l>
                  <l>Tofore Collatynes Inne</l>
                  <l>And all frendelyche goth hym in,</l>
                  <l>As he that was coſyn of houſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe, whiche is the good ſpouſe</l>
                  <l>Lucrece, whan that ſhe hym ſyghe</l>
                  <l>with goodly chere drewe hym nyghe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, whiche all honour ſuppoſeth</l>
                  <l>And hym, ſo as ſhe dare, oppoſeth</l>
                  <l>Howe it ſtode of hir huſbonde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he tho dyd hir vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>with tales feyned in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>Right as he wolde him ſelfe deuyſe.</l>
                  <l>wherof he might hir herte gladde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe the better chere made.</l>
                  <l>whan ſhe the gladde wordes herde</l>
                  <l>Howe that hir huſbonde ferde.</l>
                  <l>And thus the trouthe was deceyued</l>
                  <l>with ſlye treſon, whiche was receyued</l>
                  <l>To hir, whiche mente all good.</l>
                  <l>For as the feſtes than ſtode</l>
                  <l>His ſouper was right wel arrayed</l>
                  <l>But yet he hath no worde aſſayed</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke of loue in no degre.</l>
                  <l>But with couert ſubtylite</l>
                  <l>His frendely ſpeches he affayteth</l>
                  <l>And as the tygre his tyme a wayteth</l>
                  <l>In hope for to catche his praye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan that the bordes were aweye</l>
                  <l>And they haue ſouped in the halle</l>
                  <l>He ſayth, that ſlepe is on him falle</l>
                  <l>And prayth, he mote go to bedde.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe with all haſte ſpedde</l>
                  <l>So as hir thought it was to done</l>
                  <l>That euery thinge was redy ſone.</l>
                  <l>She brought him to his chamber tho</l>
                  <l>And toke hir leue, and forth is go</l>
                  <l>In to hir owne chamber by,</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that wende certeynly</l>
                  <l>Haue had a frend, and had a fo</l>
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                  <l>wherof fyll after mochel wo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This tyraunt though he lye ſofte</l>
                  <l>Oute of his bedde aroos full ofte</l>
                  <l>And goeth aboute, and leyed his ere</l>
                  <l>To herken, tyl that all were</l>
                  <l>To bedde gone, and ſlepten faſte.</l>
                  <l>And than vpon hym ſelfe he caſte</l>
                  <l>A mantel, and his ſwerde all naked</l>
                  <l>He toke in honde, and ſhe vnwaked</l>
                  <l>A bedde laye: but what ſhe mette</l>
                  <l>God wote, for he the dore vnſhette</l>
                  <l>So priuely, that none it herde,</l>
                  <l>The ſofte paas and forth he ferde</l>
                  <l>Into the bedde, where that ſhe ſlepte,</l>
                  <l>All ſodeynlye and in he crepte.</l>
                  <l>And hir in bothe his armes toke,</l>
                  <l>with that this worthy wyfe awoke</l>
                  <l>whiche through tendreſſe of womanhed</l>
                  <l>Hir voyce hath loſte for pure drede</l>
                  <l>That one worde ſpeke ſhe ne dare.</l>
                  <l>And eke he bade hir to beware.</l>
                  <l>For if ſhe made noyſe or crye</l>
                  <l>He ſayd, his ſwerde laye faſte bye</l>
                  <l>To ſlee hir, and hir folke aboute.</l>
                  <l>And thus he brought hir herte in doute</l>
                  <l>That lyke a lambe, whan it is ceſed</l>
                  <l>In wolues mouth, ſo was diſeſed</l>
                  <l>Lucrece, whiche he naked fonde</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe ſwouned in his honde</l>
                  <l>And, as who ſayth, laye dede oppreſſed.</l>
                  <l>And be whiche all him had adreſſed</l>
                  <l>To luſte, toke than what him lyſte</l>
                  <l>And goth his weye, that none it wiſt</l>
                  <l>In to his owne chamber ageyn,</l>
                  <l>And cleped vp his chamberleyn</l>
                  <l>And made him redy for to ryde.</l>
                  <l>And thus this lecherous pryde</l>
                  <l>To hors lepte, and forth he rode.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe which in hir bed abode</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe wyſt he was agone</l>
                  <l>She cleped after lyght anone</l>
                  <l>And vp aroos longe er the daye</l>
                  <l>And caſt aweye hir freſſhe araye,</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche hath the worlde forſake</l>
                  <l>And toke vpon the clothes blacke.</l>
                  <l>And euer vpon continuinge</l>
                  <l>Right as men ſe a welle ſpringe,</l>
                  <l>with eyen full of wofull teeres</l>
                  <l>Hir here hangynge aboute her eeres</l>
                  <l>She wepte, and no man wyſt whye.</l>
                  <l>But yet amonge full pitouſlye</l>
                  <l>She prayed, that they nolden dretche</l>
                  <l>Her huſbonde for to fetche,</l>
                  <l>Forthwith hir fader eke alſo.</l>
                  <l>Thus be they comen bothe two</l>
                  <l>And Brutus came with Collatyne</l>
                  <l>whiche to Lucrece was coſyne,</l>
                  <l>And in they wenten all thre</l>
                  <l>To chambre / where they might ſe</l>
                  <l>The woofulleſt vpon this molde,</l>
                  <l>whiche wepte, as ſhe to water ſholde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The chamber dore anone was ſtoke</l>
                  <l>Er they haue ought vnto her ſpoke.</l>
                  <l>They ſe hir clothes all diſgyſed</l>
                  <l>And howe ſhe hath her ſelfe deſpyſed</l>
                  <l>Hir here hangynge vnkemte aboute.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But netheleſſe ſhe gan to lowte</l>
                  <l>And knele vnto hir huſbonde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he wolde fayne haue vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>The cauſe, why ſhe fared ſo.</l>
                  <l>with ſofte wordes aſked tho / </l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>what may you be my good ſwete?</l>
                  <l>And ſhe, which thought her ſelf vnmete</l>
                  <l>And the leſte worth of women alle</l>
                  <l>Hir woful chere lete doune falle</l>
                  <l>For ſhame, and coude vnnethes loke,</l>
                  <l>And they therof good hede toke</l>
                  <l>And prayden hir in al waye</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ne ſpare for to ſaye</l>
                  <l>Vnto hir frendes, what hir ayleth.</l>
                  <l>why ſhe ſo ſore hir ſelfe bewayleth</l>
                  <l>And what the ſoth wolde mene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe which hath hir ſorowe grene</l>
                  <l>Hir wo to tell thenne aſſayed / </l>
                  <l>But tender ſhame her worde delayed,</l>
                  <l>That ſondry tymes as ſhe mente</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke, vpon the poynte ſhe ſtente.</l>
                  <l>And they hir beden euer in one</l>
                  <l>To telle forth / and there vpon</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe ſygh ſhe muſt nede</l>
                  <l>Hir tale bitwene ſhame and drede</l>
                  <l>She tolde, not without peyne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he whiche wolde hir wo reſtreyne</l>
                  <l>Hir huſbond, a ſory man</l>
                  <l>Comforteth hir all that he can</l>
                  <l>And ſwore, and eke hir fader bothe</l>
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                  <l>That they with hir be not wroth</l>
                  <l>Of that is do ageynſt hir wylle,</l>
                  <l>And prayden hir to be ſtylle</l>
                  <l>For they to hir haue all foryeue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſhe whiche thought not to leue</l>
                  <l>Of hem wyll no foryeueneſſe,</l>
                  <l>And ſaid: of thilke wyckedneſſe</l>
                  <l>whiche was to hir body wrought</l>
                  <l>All were it ſo ſhe myght it nought</l>
                  <l>Neuer afterwarde the worlde ne ſhall</l>
                  <l>Reprouen hir: and forthwithall,</l>
                  <l>Or any man therof be ware,</l>
                  <l>A naked ſwerde, the whiche ſhe bare</l>
                  <l>within hir mantell priuely,</l>
                  <l>Betwene hir bondes ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>She toke, &amp; through her hert it thronge</l>
                  <l>And fyll to grounde, &amp; euer amonge,</l>
                  <l>whan that ſhe fyll, ſo as ſhe myght</l>
                  <l>Her clothes with her honde ſhe ryght</l>
                  <l>That no man downewarde fro the knee</l>
                  <l>Shuld any thynge of hir ſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus lay this wyfe honeſtly</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>though ſhe dyed wofully.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was no ſorowe for to ſeke.</l>
                  <l>H<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r houſbande and hir father eke</l>
                  <l>A <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>woune vpon the body felle.</l>
                  <l>There may no mans tonge telle</l>
                  <l>In whiche anguyſſhe that they were.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Brutꝰ, which was with hem there</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>warde hym ſelfe his hert kept</l>
                  <l>And to Lucrece anone be lepte,</l>
                  <l>The bloudy ſwerde and pulleth out</l>
                  <l>And ſwore the goddes al aboute,</l>
                  <l>That he therof ſhall do vengeaunce.</l>
                  <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he tho made a countenaunce</l>
                  <l>Hir dedly eye and at laſte</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> thonkynge as it were vp caſt,</l>
                  <l>And ſo behelde hym in the wyſe</l>
                  <l>whyle <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he to loke may ſuffyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And Brutus with a manly herte</l>
                  <l>Hir huſbonde hath made vp ſterte</l>
                  <l>Forth with her father eke alſo</l>
                  <l>In all haſte and ſayde hem tho</l>
                  <l>That they anone without lette</l>
                  <l>A bere for the body fette.</l>
                  <l>Lucrece &amp; thervpon bledend</l>
                  <l>He leyde, and ſo forth out cryend</l>
                  <l>He goth vnto the market place</l>
                  <l>Of Rome: and in a lytell ſpace</l>
                  <l>Through crye the cite was aſſembled</l>
                  <l>And euery mans hert trembled</l>
                  <l>whan they the ſoth herde of the c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s,</l>
                  <l>And there vpon the counſeyle was</l>
                  <l>Take, of the great and of the ſmale.</l>
                  <l>And Brutus tolde hem all the tale.</l>
                  <l>And thus cam in to remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Of ſynne the continuance</l>
                  <l>whiche Arrous had do tofore.</l>
                  <l>And eke longe tyme er he was bore</l>
                  <l>Of that his father hadde do</l>
                  <l>The wronge came in to place tho</l>
                  <l>So that the comen clamour tolde</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The newe ſhame of ſynnes olde.</l>
                  <l>And all the towne began to crye:</l>
                  <l>Awey awey the tyranny</l>
                  <l>Of lechery and couetyſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And at laſt in ſuche a wyſe</l>
                  <l>The father in the ſame whyle</l>
                  <l>Forth with the ſonne they exile</l>
                  <l>And taken better gouernaunce.</l>
                  <l>But yet an other remembraunce</l>
                  <l>That ryghtwyſenes and lechery</l>
                  <l>Accorden not in company</l>
                  <l>with hym that hath the lawe on honde</l>
                  <l>That may a man well vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>As by a tale thou ſhalte wyte</l>
                  <l>Of olde enſample as it is wryte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic ponit exemplum ſuper eodem, qualiter Li<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>nius Virginius dux exercitus Romanorum vni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cam filiam pul<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>herrimam habens cum quodam nobili viro nomine Ilicio, vt ipſam in vxore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceret finaliter concordauit. Sed interim Appius Claudius Imperator virginis formoſitatem, vt eam violaret concupiſcens occaſiones / quibꝰ ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trimonii impedire, ipſam <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ad ſui vſum appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hendere poſſet, ſubdola conſpiratione fieri conie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctauit, et cum propoſitum ſui deſiderii producti<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> fa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſis teſtibus in Iudicio, Imperator habere de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>buiſſet: pater tunc ibide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> preſens extracio gladio filie ſue pectus mortali vulnere per medium tra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fodit, dicens malo michi de filia mea virgine<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bere mortuam, <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> in ſui ſcandalum meretricem ſeruare vinentem.</head>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="172" facs="tcp:7065:181"/>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> At Rome whan Appius</l>
                  <l>whos other name was Claudius</l>
                  <l>was gouernour of the cyte</l>
                  <l>There fyll a wonder thinge to ſe</l>
                  <l>Touchend a gentyl mayde, as thus:</l>
                  <l>whome Lyuius Virgnius</l>
                  <l>Begeten had vpon his wyfe</l>
                  <l>Men ſayden, that ſo fayre a lyfe</l>
                  <l>As ſhe, was not in al the towne</l>
                  <l>This fame whiche goth vp and doune</l>
                  <l>To Claudius came in his ere</l>
                  <l>wherof his thought anone was there</l>
                  <l>whiche all his herte hath ſette a fyre</l>
                  <l>That he began the floure deſyre</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth vnto maydenhede</l>
                  <l>And ſende, if that he might ſpede</l>
                  <l>The blynde luſtes of his wylle.</l>
                  <l>But that thinge he might not fulfylle</l>
                  <l>For ſhe ſtode vpon maryage</l>
                  <l>A worthy knyght of great lignage</l>
                  <l>(Ilycius whiche than hight)</l>
                  <l>Accorded in her faders ſight</l>
                  <l>was, that he ſhulde his doughter wed.</l>
                  <l>But er the cauſe were fully ſpedde</l>
                  <l>Her fader, whiche in Romanye</l>
                  <l>The ledinge of the chyualrye</l>
                  <l>In gouernaunce hath vndertake</l>
                  <l>Vpon a werre, whiche was take</l>
                  <l>Gothe out with all the ſtrength he had</l>
                  <l>Of men of armes whiche he lad.</l>
                  <l>So was the maryage lefte</l>
                  <l>And ſtode vpon accorde tyl efte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge, whiche herde telle of this</l>
                  <l>Howe that this mayde ordeyned is</l>
                  <l>To maryage, thought a nother</l>
                  <l>And had thilke tyme a broder</l>
                  <l>whiche Marcus Claudius was hote,</l>
                  <l>And was a man of ſuche riote</l>
                  <l>Right as the kinge him ſelfe was,</l>
                  <l>They two togyder vpon this caas</l>
                  <l>In counceyle founden out the weye</l>
                  <l>That Marcus Claudius ſhall ſeye</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe by weye of couenaunte</l>
                  <l>To his ſeruyce apurtenaunte</l>
                  <l>was holle, and to none other man.</l>
                  <l>And there vpon he ſayth he can</l>
                  <l>In euery poynte witneſſe take</l>
                  <l>So that ſhe ſhall it not forſake.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan that they had ſhape ſo</l>
                  <l>After the lawe whiche was tho</l>
                  <l>whyle that her fader was abſente</l>
                  <l>She was ſomoned and aſſente</l>
                  <l>To come in prſence of the kynge,</l>
                  <l>And ſtode in anſwere of this thinge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Her frendes wyſten all wele</l>
                  <l>That it was falſhede euery dele</l>
                  <l>And comen to the kynge, and ſayden</l>
                  <l>Vpon the comune lawe and prayden</l>
                  <l>So as this noble worthy knyght</l>
                  <l>Hir father for the comon ryght</l>
                  <l>In thylke tyme, as was befall</l>
                  <l>Lay for the profyte of them all</l>
                  <l>Vpon the wylde feldes armed</l>
                  <l>That he ne ſhulde not ben harmed</l>
                  <l>Ne ſhamed, whyle that he were oute.</l>
                  <l>And thus they preyden al aboute</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For all the clamour that he herde</l>
                  <l>The kinge vpon his luſte anſwerde</l>
                  <l>And yaue hem onely dayes two</l>
                  <l>Of reſpyte: for he wende tho</l>
                  <l>That in ſo ſhorte a tyme appere</l>
                  <l>Her fader might in no manere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But as therof he was deceyued</l>
                  <l>For Lyuyus had all conceyued</l>
                  <l>The purpos of the kynge tofore,</l>
                  <l>So that to Rome ayene therfore</l>
                  <l>In all haſt he came rydende</l>
                  <l>And lefte vpon the felde lyggende</l>
                  <l>His booſt, tyll that he came ageyne.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus this worthy capiteyne</l>
                  <l>Appered redy at his daye.</l>
                  <l>where all that euer reaſone may</l>
                  <l>By lawe in audyence he doth</l>
                  <l>So that his doughter vpon ſoth</l>
                  <l>Of that Marcus her had accuſed</l>
                  <l>He hath tofore the courte excuſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kyng, which ſaw his purpoſe faile</l>
                  <l>And that no ſleight myght auayle</l>
                  <l>Incombred of his luſtes blynde</l>
                  <l>The lawe tourneth out of kynde,</l>
                  <l>And halfe in wrath as though it were</l>
                  <l>In preſence of hem all there</l>
                  <l>Deceyued of concupiſcence</l>
                  <l>yaue for his broder the ſentence:</l>
                  <l>And bad hym, that he ſhulde ceſe</l>
                  <l>This mayde, and make hym well at eſe.</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:182"/>
                  <l>But all within his owne entent</l>
                  <l>He wyſt how that the cauſe went.</l>
                  <l>Of that his brother hath the wyte</l>
                  <l>He was hym ſelfe for to wyte.</l>
                  <l>But thus this mayden had wronge</l>
                  <l>whiche was vpon the kynge alonge</l>
                  <l>But ageyne hym was none apele</l>
                  <l>And that the father wyſt wele.</l>
                  <l>wherof vpon the tyrannye</l>
                  <l>That for the luſt of lecherie</l>
                  <l>His doughter ſhuld be diſceyued</l>
                  <l>And that Ilicius was weyued</l>
                  <l>Vntruly fro the mariage:</l>
                  <l>Ryght as a lyon in his rage</l>
                  <l>whiche of no drede ſet account</l>
                  <l>And not what pite ſhulde amount,</l>
                  <l>A naked ſwerde he pulled out</l>
                  <l>The whiche amonges all the rout</l>
                  <l>He threſt through his doughter ſyde,</l>
                  <l>And all aloude thus he cryde:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo take hir there thou wrongfull kyng</l>
                  <l>For me is leuer vpon this thynge</l>
                  <l>To be the father of a mayde</l>
                  <l>Though ſhe be deed, than if men ſayde</l>
                  <l>That in hir lyfe ſhe were ſhamed</l>
                  <l>And I therof were euyll named.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho bad the kynge men ſhulde areſte</l>
                  <l>His body, but of thilke heſte</l>
                  <l>Lyke to the chaced wylde bore</l>
                  <l>The boundes whan he feleth ſore</l>
                  <l>To throwe, and goth forth his wey:</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe for to ſey</l>
                  <l>This worthy knyght with ſwerd in ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>His wey made, &amp; they hym wonde</l>
                  <l>That none of hem his ſtrokes kepte,</l>
                  <l>And thus vpon his hors he lepte</l>
                  <l>And with his ſwerde droppyng al blode</l>
                  <l>which within his doughter ſtode,</l>
                  <l>He cam there as the power was</l>
                  <l>Of Rome, and tolde hem all the cas:</l>
                  <l>And ſayd hem: that they myght lere</l>
                  <l>Vpon the wronge of this matere</l>
                  <l>That better it were to redreſſe</l>
                  <l>At home the great vnrightwyſeneſſe,</l>
                  <l>Than for to warre in ſtraunge place</l>
                  <l>And leſe at home her owne grace.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thus ſtant euery mans lyfe</l>
                  <l>In ieopardye for his wyfe</l>
                  <l>And for his doughter, if they be</l>
                  <l>Paſſynge an other of beaute.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of this meruayle whiche they ſye</l>
                  <l>So apparaunt afore her eie</l>
                  <l>Of that the kynge hath hym myſbore</l>
                  <l>Her othes they haue all ſwore</l>
                  <l>That they wyll ſtonde by the right.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus of one accorde vpright</l>
                  <l>To Rome at ones home ageyne</l>
                  <l>They torne, and ſhortly for to ſayne</l>
                  <l>This tiranny cam to mouth</l>
                  <l>And euery man ſaith, what he couth,</l>
                  <l>So that the preuy trechery</l>
                  <l>whiche ſet was vpon lechery</l>
                  <l>Cam openly to mannes ere,</l>
                  <l>And that brought in the comen fere</l>
                  <l>That euery man the peryll dradde</l>
                  <l>Of hym, that ſo hem ouerlad.</l>
                  <l>For they or that were worſe falle</l>
                  <l>Through comen counſeyle of hem all</l>
                  <l>They haue her wrongful kyng depoſed.</l>
                  <l>And hem, in whom it was ſuppoſed</l>
                  <l>The counceyle ſtode of his le<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ynge</l>
                  <l>By lawe vnto the dome they brynge,</l>
                  <l>where they receyuen the penaunce</l>
                  <l>That longeth to ſuche gouernaunce.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the vnchaſte was chaſtiſed</l>
                  <l>wherof they myght ben aduyſed</l>
                  <l>That ſhulde afterwarde gouerne</l>
                  <l>And by this euidence lerne</l>
                  <l>Howe it is good a kynge eſchewe</l>
                  <l>The luſte of vice, and vertue ſewe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic inter alia caſtitatis regimen concernentia loquitur / quomodo matrimonium / cuius ſtatus ſacramentum quaſi continentiam equiperans etia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> honeſte delectationis regimine moderari decet, Et narrat in exe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ptu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> qualiter pro eo quod illi ſep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> viri / qui Sarre Raguelis filie magis propter concupiſcentiam <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> propter matrimonium volup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuoſe nupſerunt, vnus poſt alium omnes prima nocte a demone Aſmodeo ſigillatim ingulati interierunt.</head>
               <l>¶To make an ende in this partie</l>
               <l>which toucheth to the policie</l>
               <l>Of chaſtite in ſpeciall.</l>
               <l>As for concluſion fynall,</l>
               <l>That euery luſt is to eſchewe</l>
               <l>By great enſample I may argewe.</l>
               <pb n="173" facs="tcp:7065:182"/>
               <l>Howe in rages a towne of Mede</l>
               <l>There was a mayde, and as I rede</l>
               <l>Sara ſhe hight, and Raguelle</l>
               <l>Hir father was: and ſo befelle</l>
               <l>Of body bothe and of viſage</l>
               <l>was none ſo fayre of the lignage</l>
               <l>To ſeche amonge hem all, as ſhe,</l>
               <l>wherof the ryche of the cyte</l>
               <l>Of luſty folke, that couden loue</l>
               <l>Aſſoted were vpon hir loue</l>
               <l>And axen hir for to wedde.</l>
               <l>One was whiche at laſt ſpedde</l>
               <l>But that was more for lykynge</l>
               <l>To haue his luſt, than for weddynge,</l>
               <l>As he within his herte caſte</l>
               <l>whiche hym repenteth at laſte.</l>
               <l>For ſo it felle the fyrſt nyght</l>
               <l>whan he was to the bedde <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>yght</l>
               <l>As he / whiche nothynge god beſecheth</l>
               <l>But all onely his luſtes fecheth.</l>
               <l>A bedde er he was fully warme</l>
               <l>And wolde haue take hir in his arme</l>
               <l>Aſmode, whiche was a fende of helle</l>
               <l>And ſerueth as the bokes telle</l>
               <l>To tempte a man in ſuche a wyſe</l>
               <l>was redy there, &amp; thilke empriſe</l>
               <l>whiche he hath ſet vpon delyte</l>
               <l>He vengeth than in ſuche a plyte</l>
               <l>That be his necke hath writh a two.</l>
               <l>This yonge wyfe was ſory tho</l>
               <l>whiche wyſt nothynge what it ment.</l>
               <l>And netheleſſe yet thus it went</l>
               <l>Not onely for this fyrſt man</l>
               <l>But after right as he began</l>
               <l>Sixe other of her huſbondes</l>
               <l>Aſmode hath take in to his hondes</l>
               <l>So that they all a bedde deyde</l>
               <l>whan they her hande toward her leyd,</l>
               <l>Nought for the lawe of mariage</l>
               <l>But for that ilke fyry rage</l>
               <l>In whiche that they the lawe excede.</l>
               <l>For who that wolde take hede</l>
               <l>what after fyll in this matere</l>
               <l>There myght be well the ſoth here</l>
               <l>whan ſhe was wedded to Thoby,</l>
               <l>And Raphael in company</l>
               <l>Hath taught hym, howe to be honeſt.</l>
               <l>Aſmode wan nought at thylke feſte</l>
               <l>And yet Thoby his wylle had,</l>
               <l>For he his luſt ſo goddely ladde</l>
               <l>That both lawe &amp; kynde is ſerued</l>
               <l>wherof he hath hym ſelfe preſerued</l>
               <l>That he fyll not in the ſentence,</l>
               <l>Of whiche an open euidence</l>
               <l>Of this enſample a man may ſe</l>
               <l>That whan lykynge in the degre</l>
               <l>Of mariage may forſweye,</l>
               <l>well ought hym than in other weye</l>
               <l>Of luſt to be the better aduyſed.</l>
               <l>For god the lawe hath aſſyſed</l>
               <l>As well to reaſon as to kynde,</l>
               <l>But he the beaſtes wolde bynde</l>
               <l>Onely to lawes of nature,</l>
               <l>But to the mannes creature</l>
               <l>God gaue hym raſon forth withall</l>
               <l>wherof that he nature ſhall</l>
               <l>Vpon the cauſes modifye</l>
               <l>That he ſhall do no lechery.</l>
               <l>And yet he ſhall his luſtes haue</l>
               <l>So ben the lawes both ſaue</l>
               <l>And euery thinge put out of ſclaunder,</l>
               <l>As whylom to kynge Alyſaunder</l>
               <l>The wyſe philoſopher taught</l>
               <l>whan he his fyrſt lore caught,</l>
               <l>Not only vpon chaſtite</l>
               <l>But vpon all honeſte.</l>
               <l>wherof a kynge hym ſelfe may taſte</l>
               <l>How trewe, how large, how iuſte, howe chaſte</l>
               <l>Hym ought of reaſon for to be</l>
               <l>Forth with the vertue of pite.</l>
               <l>Through which he may great tho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ke deſerue</l>
               <l>Toward his god, that he <g ref="char:abpre">p̄</g>ſerue</l>
               <l>Hym, and his people in all welthe</l>
               <l>Of pees, richeſſe, honour, and helth</l>
               <l>Here in this worlde, and elles eke.</l>
               <l>My ſonne as we tofore ſpeke,</l>
               <l>In ſhryfte, ſo as thou me ſeydeſt</l>
               <l>And for thyn eſe as thou me preydeſt</l>
               <l>Thy loue throwes for to lyſſe</l>
               <l>That I the wolde telle and wyſſe</l>
               <l>The forme of Ariſtotles lore</l>
               <l>I haue it ſeyde, and ſomdele more</l>
               <l>Of other enſamples, to aſſaye</l>
               <l>If I thy paynes myght alay</l>
               <l>Through any thynge, whiche I can ſay.</l>
               <l>¶Do weye my father, I you pray</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:183"/>
               <l>Of that ye haue vnto me tolde</l>
               <l>I thanke you a thouſand folde.</l>
               <l>The tales ſounden in min ere</l>
               <l>But yet my herte is ellys where,</l>
               <l>I may my ſelfe not reſtreyne</l>
               <l>That I name euer in loues peyne.</l>
               <l>Suche lore coude I neuer gete</l>
               <l>whiche might make me foryete</l>
               <l>O poynte, but if ſo were I ſlepte</l>
               <l>That I my tydes ay ne kepte</l>
               <l>To thinke on loue, and on his lawe</l>
               <l>That hert can I not withdrawe.</l>
               <l>For thy my good fader dere</l>
               <l>Leue, and ſpeke of my matere</l>
               <l>Louehend of loue as we begonne</l>
               <l>If that there be ought ouer ronne</l>
               <l>Or ought foryete, or lefte behynde</l>
               <l>whiche falleth vnto loues kynde</l>
               <l>wherof it nedeth to be ſhryne</l>
               <l>Now aſketh, ſo that whyle I lyue</l>
               <l>I might amende, that is amys.</l>
               <l>¶My good dere ſonne yis</l>
               <l>Thy <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>hryfte for to make playne</l>
               <l>The<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e is yet more for to layne</l>
               <l>Of loue, whiche is vnaduyſed.</l>
               <l>But for thou ſhalt ben well aduyſed</l>
               <l>Vnto thy ſhryfte as it bylongeth</l>
               <l>A pointe, whiche vpon loue bongeth</l>
               <l>And is the laſte of all tho,</l>
               <l>I wyl the telle, and than ho.</l>
            </div>
            <trailer>¶ Explicit liber ſeptimus.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="8" type="book">
            <argument>
               <p>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ff quam ad inſtantiam amantie confeſſi <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>eſſor Genius ſuper hic que Ariſtoteles regem Ale<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>drum edocuit, vna cum aliarum cronicaru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> exe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ples ſerioſe tractauit: iam vltimo in iſto octa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>lumine ad confeſſionem in amoris cauſa re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>diens tractare proponit, ſuper hoc quod non nullo primordia nature ad libitum voluptuoſe co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequentes, nullo humano rationis arbitrio ſeu <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ccleſie legum impoſitione a ſuis exceſſibꝰ debite refrenantur, vnde quatenus amorem concernit, amantis conſcientiam pro finali ſue confeſſioni<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> materia Gemne rimari conatur.</p>
            </argument>
            <head>
               <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> 
               <hi>INCIPIT LIBER OCTAVVS.</hi>
            </head>
            <lg>
               <l>Q<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> fauet ad uiciu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> uetꝰ haec modo regula co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>fert:</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>noue contra qui doce<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ordo placet.</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>us amor dudum non dum ſua lumina caepit</l>
               <l>Quo Venus impoſitum deuia fallititer.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He myghty god, whiche vn<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>begonne</l>
               <l>Stoute of hym ſelfe, &amp; hath begonne</l>
               <l>Al other thinges at his will:</l>
               <l>The heuen him lyſte to fulfylle</l>
               <l>Of all ioye, where as he</l>
               <l>Sit entronyſed in his ſee,</l>
               <l>And hath his angels hym to ſerue,</l>
               <l>(Suche as him lyketh to preſerue:)</l>
               <l>So that they mowe nought forſweye,</l>
               <l>But Lucyfer he put aweye</l>
               <l>with al the route apoſtaſyed</l>
               <l>Of hem that ben to him alyed,</l>
               <l>whiche oute of heuen in to helle</l>
               <l>Frome aungels in to fendes felle:</l>
               <l>where that there nys no ioye of lyght,</l>
               <l>But more derke than any nyght;</l>
               <l>The payne ſhall ben endeleſſe:</l>
               <l>And yet of fyres netheles</l>
               <l>There is plente; but they ben blake,</l>
               <l>wherof no ſyght may be take.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Thus whan the thinges ben byfalle,</l>
               <l>That Lucyfers courte was falle</l>
               <l>where deedly pryde hem hath conueied:</l>
               <l>Anone forthwith it was purneyed</l>
               <l>Through him whiche all thinges may.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>He made Adam the ſyxte daye,</l>
               <l>In paradyſe and to his make</l>
               <l>Him lyketh Eue alſo to make;</l>
               <l>And had hem crece and multiplye,</l>
               <l>For of the mannes progenye</l>
               <l>whiche of the woman ſhall be bore,</l>
               <l>The nombre of aungels, which was lore</l>
               <l>whan they oute of the blyſſe felle,</l>
               <l>He thought to reſtore and fille</l>
               <l>In heuen thylke holy place</l>
               <l>which ſtode the voyde vpon his grace,</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>But (as it is wel wyſt and knowe)</l>
               <l>Adam and Eue but a throwe</l>
               <l>(So as it ſhuld of hem betyde)</l>
               <l>In Paradyſe at thylke tyde</l>
               <l>Ne dwelten, and the cauſe whye</l>
               <l>wryte in the boke of Geneſye</l>
               <pb n="174" facs="tcp:7065:183"/>
               <l>(As who ſayth) all men ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e herde,</l>
               <l>Howe Raphael the fyry ſwerde</l>
               <l>In bonde <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>oke, and droue hem out</l>
               <l>To gete<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>er lyues fode aboute</l>
               <l>Vpon this wofull erthe here.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Me<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>odre ſaith to this matere</l>
               <l>(As he by reuelacion</l>
               <l>It had vpon a viſion;</l>
               <l>Howe that Adam and Eue alſo</l>
               <l>Virgines comen bothe two</l>
               <l>In to the worlde, and were aſhamed:</l>
               <l>Tyll that nature hath hem reclaimed</l>
               <l>To loue, and taught hem thylke lore</l>
               <l>That fyrſt they kyſte, and ouer more</l>
               <l>They done, that is to kynde due:</l>
               <l>wherof they hadden fayre iſſue.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>A ſonne was the fyrſte of all,</l>
               <l>And Caym by name they hym call:</l>
               <l>Abel was after the ſeconde.</l>
               <l>And (in the geſte as it is founde)</l>
               <l>Nature ſo the cauſe ladde,</l>
               <l>Two doughters eke dame Eue hadde:</l>
               <l>The fyrſte cleped Calmana</l>
               <l>was, and that other Delbora.</l>
               <l>Thus was mankynde to begynne.</l>
               <l>For thy that tyme it was no ſynne</l>
               <l>The ſuſter to take the brother</l>
               <l>whan that ther was of chois non other.</l>
               <l>To Caym was Calmana betake,</l>
               <l>And Delbora hath Abel take:</l>
               <l>In whom was gete natheles</l>
               <l>Of worldes folke the fyrſte encres.</l>
               <l>Men ſein that nede hath no lawe.</l>
               <l>And ſo it was by thylke dawe:</l>
               <l>And laſte vnto the ſeconde age,</l>
               <l>Tyll that the great water rage</l>
               <l>Of Noe (whiche was ſayde the flood)</l>
               <l>The worlde, whiche than in ſynne ſtood,</l>
               <l>Hath dreinte, out take lyues eyght.</l>
               <l>Tho was mankynde of lytell weyght.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Sem, Cam, Iaphet, of theſe thre</l>
               <l>That ben the ſonnes of Noe,</l>
               <l>The worlde of mans nacion</l>
               <l>In to multiplication</l>
               <l>was reſtored newe ageyne</l>
               <l>So ferforth (as theſe bokes ſeyne)</l>
               <l>That of hem thre, and her iſſue</l>
               <l>There was ſo large a retinue</l>
               <l>Of nacyons ſeuenty and two:</l>
               <l>In ſondry place eche one of tho</l>
               <l>The wyde worlde haue enhabyted.</l>
               <l>But (as nature hem hath excyted)</l>
               <l>They toke than lytel hede</l>
               <l>The brother of the ſuſter hede</l>
               <l>To wedde wyues, tyl it came</l>
               <l>In to the tyme of Abraham</l>
               <l>whan the thirde age was bygonne;</l>
               <l>The nede tho was oueronne / </l>
               <l>For there was people ynough in londe.</l>
               <l>Than at fyrſte it came to bonde</l>
               <l>That ſyſterhode of mariage</l>
               <l>was torned in to coſynage:</l>
               <l>So that after the ryght lyne</l>
               <l>The coſyn weddeth the coſyne.</l>
               <l>For Abraham er that be deyed</l>
               <l>This charge vpon his ſeruaunt leyed,</l>
               <l>To him and in this wyſe ſpake</l>
               <l>That he his ſonne Iſaac</l>
               <l>Do wedde for no worldes good</l>
               <l>But onely to his owne blood.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>wherof the ſeruaunt (as he hadde)</l>
               <l>whan he was dede, his ſonne hath ladde</l>
               <l>To Bathuel, where he Rebecke</l>
               <l>Hath wedded with the whyte necke:</l>
               <l>For ſhe (he wiſt wel and ſygh)</l>
               <l>was to the chylde coſyne nyghe.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>And thus (as Abraham hath taught)</l>
               <l>whan Iſaac was god bytaught</l>
               <l>His ſonne Iacob did alſo.</l>
               <l>And of Laban the doughters two,</l>
               <l>whiche was his eme, he toke to wyſe;</l>
               <l>And gate vpon hem in his lyfe,</l>
               <l>Of hir fyrſt which hight Lye</l>
               <l>Syx ſonnes of his progenye:</l>
               <l>And of Rachel two ſonnes eke.</l>
               <l>The remenaunt was for to ſeke,</l>
               <l>That is to ſeyn of four mo<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
               </l>
               <l>wherof he gate on Bala two,</l>
               <l>And of Zelpha he had eke twey.</l>
               <l>And theſe twelue (as I the ſeye)</l>
               <l>Through prouydence of god hym ſelfe,</l>
               <l>Ben ſayde the Patriarkes twelfe:</l>
               <l>Of whom as afterwarde befel</l>
               <l>The tribus twelfe of Iſrael</l>
               <l>Engendred were and ben the ſame</l>
               <l>That of hebrwes tho hadden name.</l>
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:184"/>
               <l>which of Libred in alyaunce</l>
               <l>For euer kepten thylke vſaunce</l>
               <l>Moſt comonly tyll Chriſte was bore,</l>
               <l>But afterwarde it was forlore</l>
               <l>Amonge vs that ben baptyzed:</l>
               <l>For of the lawe canonyzed</l>
               <l>The pope hath bode to the men</l>
               <l>That none ſhall wedden of his kyn</l>
               <l>Ne the ſeconde ne the thryd.</l>
               <l>But though that holy churche byd</l>
               <l>So to reſtreyne maryage,</l>
               <l>There ben yet vpon loues rage</l>
               <l>Ful many of ſuche nowe a daye</l>
               <l>That taken where they take may.</l>
               <l>"For loue, whiche is vnbeſeyn</l>
               <l>"Of all reaſon (as men ſayn)</l>
               <l>Through ſotye, and through nycete</l>
               <l>Of his voluptuoſite,</l>
               <l>He ſpareth no condycion</l>
               <l>Of kynne / ne yet relegion;</l>
               <l>But as a cocke amonge the hennes,</l>
               <l>Or as a ſtalon in the fennes</l>
               <l>whiche goth amonge all the ſtode;</l>
               <l>Rig<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t ſo can he no more good / </l>
               <l>But taketh what thynge comth nexte to ho<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>My ſon thou ſhalt vnderſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               <l>That ſuche delyte is for to blame.</l>
               <l>For thy if thou haſt ben the ſame</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>o loue in any ſuche manere,</l>
               <l>Tell forth therof, and ſhryue the here?</l>
               <l>¶ My fader nay (god wot the ſothe)</l>
               <l>My feyre is not in ſuche a bothe:</l>
               <l>So wylde a man yet was I neuer</l>
               <l>That of my kynne or leue or leuer</l>
               <l>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e luſt loue in ſuche a wyſe.</l>
               <l>And eke I not for what empryſe</l>
               <l>I ſhulde aſſote vpon a nonne;</l>
               <l>For though I had hir loue wonne,</l>
               <l>It myght into no pryce amounte;</l>
               <l>So therof ſet I none acounte.</l>
               <l>ye may wel aſke of this and that;</l>
               <l>But ſothely (for to tell plat)</l>
               <l>In all this worlde there is but one</l>
               <l>The whiche my herte hath ouer gone:</l>
               <l>I am toward all other fre.</l>
               <l>¶ Full wel my ſonne nowe I ſe</l>
               <l>Thy worde ſtonte euer vpon o place.</l>
               <l>But yet therof thou haſt a grace</l>
               <l>That thou the might ſo wel excuſe</l>
               <l>Of loue, ſuche as ſomme men vſe,</l>
               <l>So as I ſpake of nowe tofore.</l>
               <l>For all ſuche tyme of loue is lore,</l>
               <l>And lyke vnto the bytter ſwete,</l>
               <l>For though it thynke a man fyrſt ſwete,</l>
               <l>He ſhall wel felen at laſte</l>
               <l>That it is ſoure, and may not laſte.</l>
               <l>For as a morcel enuenomed:</l>
               <l>So hath ſuche loue his luſt miſtymed.</l>
               <l>And great enſamples many one</l>
               <l>A man may fynde therupon.</l>
            </lg>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur contra illos / quos Venus ful de ſiderii feruore inflamma<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>e, ita inceſtuoſos efferit, vt ne<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> propriis ſororibus parcunt. Et narrat ex emplum qualiter pro eo quod Gaine Caligula tres ſorores ſuas virgines coitu illicito opreſſit; deus tanti ſceleris peccatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> non ferens, ipſum non ſolum ab impio, ſed a vita iuſticia vindicem pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uauit / Narrat eciam aliud exemplum ſuper eode<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> qualiter Amon filius Dauid fatui amoris concu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piſcencia preuentus / ſororem ſuam Thamar a ſue virginitatis pudicicia inuita<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> deflorauit / prop<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter quod et ipſe a fraire ſuo Abſolon poſtea inte<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> fectus, peccatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> fue mortis precio inuitꝰ redemit.</head>
               <l>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> At Rome fyrſte if we begyn,</l>
               <l>There ſhal I fynde howe of this ſyn</l>
               <l>An emperour was for to blame</l>
               <l>Gaius Caligula by name,</l>
               <l>whiche of his owne ſuſters thre</l>
               <l>Byreſte the virgynyte.</l>
               <l>And whan he had hem ſo forleyn,</l>
               <l>(As he whiche was all vyleyn)</l>
               <l>He dyd hem oute of londe exyle.</l>
               <l>But afterwarde within a whyle</l>
               <l>God hath by refte him in his y<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e</l>
               <l>His lyfe, and eke his large empyre.</l>
               <l>And thus for lykinge of a throwe</l>
               <l>For euer his luſt was ouerthrowe.</l>
               <l>¶ Of this ſoty alſo I fynde,</l>
               <l>Amon his ſuſter ageyn kynde</l>
               <l>(whiche hight Thamar) he forleye,</l>
               <l>But he that luſt another day</l>
               <l>Abought, whan that Abſolon</l>
               <l>His owne broder (there vpon)</l>
               <l>Of that be had his ſuſter ſhente,</l>
               <l>Toke of that ſynne vengemente,</l>
               <l>And ſlough him with his owne honde.</l>
               <l>And thus vnkynde, vnkynd fond.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb n="175" facs="tcp:7065:184" rendition="simple:additions"/>
               <head>¶Hic narrat qualiter Lot<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> duas filias fu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> ip<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>encientibus carnali copula cognouit, duas ꝙ ex eis filios ſci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>z Moab &amp; Amo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> progeniut: quo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rum poſtea generatio prana et exuſperans contra populu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> dei in terra ſaltim promiſſionis vario gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>namine <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>piu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> inſultabat.</head>
               <l>¶And for to ſe more of this thynge,</l>
               <l>The byble makth a knowlegynge</l>
               <l>(wherof thou myght take euidence)</l>
               <l>Vpon the ſothe experyence</l>
               <l>whan Lothes wyfe was ouergone</l>
               <l>And ſhape vnto the ſalte ſtone,</l>
               <l>(As it is ſpoke vnto this day)</l>
               <l>By both his doughters than he lay:</l>
               <l>with childe he made hem both great,</l>
               <l>Tyl that nature hem wolde lette</l>
               <l>And ſo the cauſe about ladde</l>
               <l>That eche of hem a ſonne had.</l>
               <l>Moab the fyrſt, and the ſeconde</l>
               <l>Amon; of whiche (as it is fonde)</l>
               <l>Cam afterwarde to great encres</l>
               <l>Two nacions: and netheles</l>
               <l>"For that the ſtockes were not good</l>
               <l>"The braunches myghten not ben good.</l>
               <l>For of the falſe Moabytes</l>
               <l>Forth with the ſtrength of Amonytes,</l>
               <l>Of that they were fyrſt myſget,</l>
               <l>The people of god was ofte vpſet</l>
               <l>In Iſraell and in Iudee:</l>
               <l>(As in the bible a man may ſe.)</l>
               <l>¶Lo thus my ſonne (as I the ſay)</l>
               <l>Thou myght thy ſelfe be beſay</l>
               <l>Of that thou haſt of other herde.</l>
               <l>For euer yet it hath ſo ferde</l>
               <l>Of loues luſt, if ſo befall</l>
               <l>That it in other place falle</l>
               <l>Than it is of the lawe ſette.</l>
               <l>He whiche his loue hath ſo beſette</l>
               <l>Mote afterwarde repent hym ſore.</l>
               <l>"And euery man is others lore.</l>
               <l>"Of that befyll in tyme er this</l>
               <l>"The preſent tyme (whiche nowe is)</l>
               <l>"May ben enformed, how it ſtode;</l>
               <l>"And take that hym thynkth good,</l>
               <l>"And leue that, whiche is nought ſo.</l>
               <l>But for to loke of tyme ago</l>
               <l>Howe luſt of loue excedeth lawe,</l>
               <l>It ought for to be withdrawe:</l>
               <l>For euery man it ſhulde brede,</l>
               <l>And namelyche in his ſyhrede,</l>
               <l>whiche tourneth ofte to vengeaunce,</l>
               <l>wherof a tale in remembraunce</l>
               <l>(whiche is a longe proceſſe to here)</l>
               <l>I thynke for to tellen here.</l>
               <q>
                  <l>Omnibus eſt co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>munis amor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſed immoderatos</l>
                  <l>Quae facit exceſſus, non reputatur amans.</l>
                  <l>Sors tamen vnde Venus attractat corda videre</l>
                  <l>Quae rationis erunt, non ratione ſinit.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Hic loquitur adhur contra inceſtuoſos aniantu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> coitus / Et narrat mirabile exemplum de magno rege Antiocho, qui vxore mortua propriam filia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> violauit; et quia filie matrimonium penes alios impedire voluit, tale ab eo exiit edictum, quod ſi quis eam in vxorem peterit, niſi quoddam pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>blema queſtionis, quam ipſe rex propoſuerat / veraciter ſolueret, capitali ſentencia puniretur, ſuper quo veniens tandem diſcretus inuenis prin<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>cepe Tyri Appolius queſtionem ſoluit / Nec tamen filiam habere potuit / ſed rex indignatus ipſum propter hoc in mortis odium recoliegit. Vnde Appolinus a facie regis fugiens quam plura, prout inferius intitula<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tur, propter amore<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> pericula poſſus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Of a cronyke in dayes gone</l>
                  <l>The whiche is cleped Panteone,</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe I rede thus.</l>
                  <l>Howe that the great Antiochus,</l>
                  <l>Of whom that Antioche toke</l>
                  <l>His firſte name (as ſaith the boke):</l>
                  <l>was coupled to a noble quene,</l>
                  <l>And had a doughter hem betwene.</l>
                  <l>But ſuch fortune cam to honde,</l>
                  <l>"That deth (which no king may withſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d,</l>
                  <l>"But euery lyfe it mote obey)</l>
                  <l>This worthy quene toke awey.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge whiche made mochel mone,</l>
                  <l>Tho ſtode (as who ſaith) all hym one</l>
                  <l>without wyfe: but netheles</l>
                  <l>His doughter, whche was pereles</l>
                  <l>Of bewte, dwelt about hym ſtylle.</l>
                  <l>"But whan a man hath welth at wylle</l>
                  <l>"The fleſſhe is freel, &amp; falleth ofte,</l>
                  <l>And that this mayde tendre &amp; ſofte</l>
                  <l>whiche in her fathers chamber dwelte,</l>
                  <l>within a tyme wyſt and felte.</l>
                  <l>For lykynge of concupiſcence</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:185"/>
                  <l>without inſyght of conſcyence</l>
                  <l>The fader ſo with luſtes blente,</l>
                  <l>That he caſt all his holle entente</l>
                  <l>His owne doughter for to ſpylle.</l>
                  <l>The kinge hath leyſer at his wylle,</l>
                  <l>with ſtrengthe and whan he tyme ſeye</l>
                  <l>The yonge mayden he forleye.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe was tender, and ful of drede,</l>
                  <l>She couth not hir maydenhede</l>
                  <l>Defende; and thus ſhe hath forlore</l>
                  <l>The floure, whiche ſhe hath longe bore.</l>
                  <l>It helpeth not all though ſhe wepe;</l>
                  <l>For they that ſhulde hir body kepe</l>
                  <l>Of women, were abſent as than.</l>
                  <l>And thus this mayden goeth to man:</l>
                  <l>The wylde fader thus deuoureth</l>
                  <l>His owne fleſſh, whiche none ſocoureth.</l>
                  <l>And that was cauſe of mochel care.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But after this vnkynde fare</l>
                  <l>Out of the chamber goeth the kinge.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe lay ſtyll, and of this thinge</l>
                  <l>within hir ſelfe ſuche ſorowe made:</l>
                  <l>There was no wyght, that myght hir glad</l>
                  <l>For fere of thylke horrible vice.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with that came in the noryce</l>
                  <l>whiche fro chyldhode hir had kepte,</l>
                  <l>And aſketh, if ſhe had ſlepte,</l>
                  <l>And why hir chere was vnglad.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche hath ben ouerlad</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe might not be wreke,</l>
                  <l>For ſhame couth vnnethis ſpeke:</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> netheleſſe mercy ſhe prayed</l>
                  <l>with wepynge eye, and thus ſhe ſayed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Alas my ſuſter wel awaye</l>
                  <l>That euer I ſygh this ylke daye.</l>
                  <l>Thinge whiche my body fyrſte begate</l>
                  <l>In to this worlde, onelych that</l>
                  <l>My worldes worſhyp hath berefte.</l>
                  <l>with that ſhe ſwouneth nowe and efte,</l>
                  <l>And euer wiſſheth after deth,</l>
                  <l>So that welny hir lacketh breth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other (whiche hir wordes herde)</l>
                  <l>In comfortynge of hir anſwerde,</l>
                  <l>To lete hir faders foule deſyre</l>
                  <l>She wyſt no recoueryre.</l>
                  <l>"whan thinge is do, there is no bote:</l>
                  <l>"So ſuffren they that ſuffren mote.</l>
                  <l>There was none other, whiche it wyſt.</l>
                  <l>Thus hath this kynge all that him lyſte</l>
                  <l>Of his lykinge and his pleſaunce:</l>
                  <l>And laſt in ſuche a contynuance,</l>
                  <l>And ſuche delyte he toke there in</l>
                  <l>Him thought that it was no ſyn:</l>
                  <l>And ſhe durſt him no thinge withſeye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>"But faine, whiche goeth euery weye</l>
                  <l>"To ſondry reignes all aboute:</l>
                  <l>The great beute telleth oute</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a mayde of bye parage:</l>
                  <l>So that for loue of maryage</l>
                  <l>The worthy princes come and fende;</l>
                  <l>As they, whiche all honour wende,</l>
                  <l>And knewe no thing, howe that it ſtode.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The fader whan he vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>That they his doughter thus beſought;</l>
                  <l>with all his wit he caſt and ſought</l>
                  <l>Howe that he mighte fynde a lette;</l>
                  <l>And ſuche a ſtatute then he ſette,</l>
                  <l>And in this wiſe his lawe taxeth:</l>
                  <l>That what man his doughter axeth,</l>
                  <l>But if he couth his queſtyon</l>
                  <l>Aſſoyle vpon ſuggeſtyon</l>
                  <l>Of certeyn thinges, that befelle,</l>
                  <l>The which he wolde vnto him telle,</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde in certeyn leſe his hede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus there were many dede / </l>
                  <l>Her heedes ſtondinge on the gate,</l>
                  <l>Tyl at laſt longe and late</l>
                  <l>For lacke of anſwere in this wyſe,</l>
                  <l>The remenaunte, that weren wyſe,</l>
                  <l>Eſchewden to make aſſay.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De aduentu Appolini in Antiochiam / vbi ipſe filiam regis Antiochi in vxorem poſtulauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>Tyl it befyl vpon a daye</l>
                  <l>Appollynus the prince of Tyre</l>
                  <l>whiche hath to loue a great deſyre:</l>
                  <l>(As he whiche in his high mode</l>
                  <l>was lykinge of his hote blode,</l>
                  <l>A yonge, a freſſhe, a luſty knyght:)</l>
                  <l>As he laye muſynge on a nyght</l>
                  <l>Of the tydinges, whiche he herde,</l>
                  <l>He thought aſſaye howe that it ferde.</l>
                  <l>He was with worthy companye</l>
                  <l>Arayed, and with good nauye</l>
                  <l>To ſhip he goeth; the winde him driueth,</l>
                  <l>And ſayleth, tyll that he aryueth</l>
                  <pb n="176" facs="tcp:7065:185"/>
                  <l>Saufe in the porte of Antyoche.</l>
                  <l>He londeth, and goeth to approche</l>
                  <l>The kinges courte, and his preſence.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Of euery natural ſcience</l>
                  <l>whiche any clerke him couth teche,</l>
                  <l>Him couthe ynough: and in his ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Of wordes he was eloquente.</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſygh the kinge preſent,</l>
                  <l>He praieth, he mote his doughter haue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge ageyne began to craue;</l>
                  <l>And tolde him the condycyon,</l>
                  <l>Howe fyrſt vnto his queſtyon</l>
                  <l>He mote anſwere, and fayle nought:</l>
                  <l>Or with his beed it ſhall be bought.</l>
                  <l>And he him aſketh, what it was.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Queſtio regis Antiochi: ſcelere vehor, mater<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na carne veſcor, quero patrem meum matris mee virum, vxoris mee filium.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The kinge declareth him the caas</l>
                  <l>with ſterne worde and ſtordy chere,</l>
                  <l>To him and ſayde in this manere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>with felony I am vp bore:</l>
                  <l>I ete, and haue it not forlore,</l>
                  <l>My moders fleſſh; whoſe huſbond</l>
                  <l>My fader for to ſeche I fonde,</l>
                  <l>whiche is the ſonne eke of my wyfe:</l>
                  <l>Herof I am inquiſytyfe.</l>
                  <l>And who that can my tale ſaue</l>
                  <l>Al quyte he ſhall my doughter haue:</l>
                  <l>Of his anſwere and if he fayle</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be deed withouten fayle.</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne (quod the kinge)</l>
                  <l>Be wel aduyſed of this thinge</l>
                  <l>whiche hath thy lyfe in ieopartye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Appollynus for his partye</l>
                  <l>whan he that queſtyon had herde;</l>
                  <l>Vnto the kinge he hath anſwerde,</l>
                  <l>And hath reherced one and one</l>
                  <l>The poyntes, and ſayde therupon.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The queſtion, whiche thou haſt ſpoke</l>
                  <l>(If thou wylte, that it be vnloke)</l>
                  <l>It toucheth all the pryuyte</l>
                  <l>Betwene thyn owne chylde and the,</l>
                  <l>And ſtonte all holle vpon you two.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge was wondre ſory tho;</l>
                  <l>And thought, if that he ſayd it oute</l>
                  <l>Then were he ſhamed all aboute.</l>
                  <l>with ſly wordes and with felle,</l>
                  <l>He ſayth: My ſonne I ſhall the telle.</l>
                  <l>Though that thou be of lytell wytte</l>
                  <l>It is no great meruayle as yet:</l>
                  <l>Thyn age may it not ſuffyſe.</l>
                  <l>But loke wel thou nought deſpyſe</l>
                  <l>Thyn owne lyfe. for of my grace</l>
                  <l>Of thrytty dayes full a ſpace</l>
                  <l>I graunte the, to ben aduyſed.</l>
                  <l>And thus with leue and tyme aſſyſed</l>
                  <l>This yonge prynce forth he wente;</l>
                  <l>And vnderſtode wel what it mente</l>
                  <l>within his herte (as he was lered)</l>
                  <l>That for to make him afered</l>
                  <l>The kinge his tyme hath ſo delayed.</l>
                  <l>wherof he drad and was amayed</l>
                  <l>Of treſon that he deye ſhulde,</l>
                  <l>For he the kinge his ſouthe tolde.</l>
                  <l>And ſodeynly the nyghtes tyde</l>
                  <l>(That more wolde he nought abyde)</l>
                  <l>Al pryuely his barge he hente,</l>
                  <l>And home ageyne to Tyre he wente.</l>
                  <l>And in his owne witte he ſayed;</l>
                  <l>For drede if he the kynge bewrayed,</l>
                  <l>He knewe ſo wel the kinges herte,</l>
                  <l>That deth ne ſhulde he nought aſterte,</l>
                  <l>The kynge him wolde ſo purſe we.</l>
                  <l>But he that wolde his deth eſchewe,</l>
                  <l>And knewe all this tofore the honde:</l>
                  <l>Forſake he thought his owne londe,</l>
                  <l>That there wolde he not abyde.</l>
                  <l>For wel he knewe that on ſom ſyde</l>
                  <l>This tyraunt of his felonye</l>
                  <l>By ſome manere of trecherye</l>
                  <l>To greue his body wyl not leue.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De fuga Appollini per mare a regno ſuo.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶For thy withouten takinge leue</l>
                  <l>As priuelyche as they might</l>
                  <l>He goeth him to the ſee by night:</l>
                  <l>Her ſhippes that ben with whete laden</l>
                  <l>Her takyl redy tho they maden,</l>
                  <l>And haleth ſayle, and forth they fare.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for to tellen of the care</l>
                  <l>That they of Tyre began tho</l>
                  <l>whan that they wiſt he was ago,</l>
                  <l>It is a pyte for to here.</l>
                  <l>They loſten luſt, they loſten chere;</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:186"/>
                  <l>They toke vpon hem ſuche penaunce:</l>
                  <l>Ther was no ſonge, there was no dau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce:</l>
                  <l>But euery myrthe and melody,</l>
                  <l>To hem was then a malady:</l>
                  <l>For vnluſt of that auenture</l>
                  <l>There was no man which toke tonſure:</l>
                  <l>In deedly clothes they hem clothe:</l>
                  <l>The bathes and the ſtewes bothe</l>
                  <l>They ſhyt in by euery wey:</l>
                  <l>There was no lyfe whiche luſt pley,</l>
                  <l>Ne take of any ioye kepe.</l>
                  <l>But for her lyege lorde to wepe:</l>
                  <l>And euery wyght ſaith (as he couth;)</l>
                  <l>Alas the luſty floure of youth</l>
                  <l>Our prynce, our heed, our gouernour</l>
                  <l>Through whom we ſtonden in honour,</l>
                  <l>without the commune aſſent</l>
                  <l>That ſodeynly is fro vs went.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Suche was the clamour of hem all.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Thaliartus miles vt Appolinum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>caret, ab Antiocho in Tirum miſſꝰ, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>n inuento Antiochiam rediit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ But ſe we nowe what is befalle</l>
                  <l>Vpon the fyrſt tale playne,</l>
                  <l>And tourne we therto agayne.</l>
                  <l>¶ Antiochus the great ſyre</l>
                  <l>which full of rancour and of yre</l>
                  <l>His herte hereth (ſo as ye herde)</l>
                  <l>Of that this prynce of Tyre anſwerde:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He had a felowe bacheler</l>
                  <l>whiche was his preuy counſeyler,</l>
                  <l>And Thaliart by name he hyght;</l>
                  <l>The kynge a ſtronge poyſon hym dight</l>
                  <l>within a boxe, and golde therto;</l>
                  <l>In all haſte and bad hym go</l>
                  <l>Streyght vnto Tyre, and for no coſte</l>
                  <l>Ne ſpare, tyll he had loſt</l>
                  <l>The prynce, whiche he wolde ſpylle.</l>
                  <l>And whan the kynge hath ſaid his wyll,</l>
                  <l>This Taliart in a galeye</l>
                  <l>with all the haſte he toke his wey.</l>
                  <l>The wynde is good, they ſeyleth blyue</l>
                  <l>Tyll he toke londe vpon the ryue</l>
                  <l>Of Tyre; and forth with all anone</l>
                  <l>Into the borough be gan to gone,</l>
                  <l>And toke his inne and bode a throwe.</l>
                  <l>But for he wold nought be knowe,</l>
                  <l>Diſguyſed than he goth hym out.</l>
                  <l>He ſygh the wepynge all about:</l>
                  <l>And axeth, what the cauſe was.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And they hym tolde all the cas,</l>
                  <l>Howe ſodeynly the prynce is go.</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſygh, that it was ſo,</l>
                  <l>And that his labour was in veyne,</l>
                  <l>Anone he tourneth home ageyne.</l>
                  <l>And to the kynge whan he cam nygh</l>
                  <l>He tolde of that he herde and ſygh,</l>
                  <l>Howe that the prynce of Tyre is fled:</l>
                  <l>So was be come ageyne vnſped.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge was ſory for a whyle:</l>
                  <l>But whan he ſygh, that with no wyle</l>
                  <l>He myght acheue his cruelte;</l>
                  <l>He ſtynt his wrath, and let hym be.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus in portu Tharſis appli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuit; vbi in hoſpicio cuiuſdam magni viri nomine Strangulionis hoſpitatus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But ouer this nowe for to telle</l>
                  <l>Of aduentures that befelle</l>
                  <l>Vnto this prince, of whiche I tolde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He hath his right cours forth holde</l>
                  <l>By ſtone and nedell, tyll he cam</l>
                  <l>To Tharſe; and ther his londe be nam.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A bourgeys ryche of golde and fee</l>
                  <l>was thylke tyme in that cite</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped was Stranguillio,</l>
                  <l>His wyfe was Dioniſie alſo.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This yonge prynce (as ſaith the boke)</l>
                  <l>with hym his herbergage toke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And it befyll that cite ſo</l>
                  <l>Before tyme, and than alſo,</l>
                  <l>Through ſtronge famyn, whiche be<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> lad,</l>
                  <l>was none, that any whete had.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Appolynus, whan that he herde</l>
                  <l>The miſchefe howe the cite ferde;</l>
                  <l>All frelyche of his owne gyfte</l>
                  <l>His whete amonge hem for to ſhyfte</l>
                  <l>(The whiche by ſhyp he had brought)</l>
                  <l>He yaue, and toke of hem right nought.</l>
                  <l>But ſithen fyrſt this worlde began</l>
                  <l>was neuer yet to ſuche a man</l>
                  <l>More ioye made, than they hym made.</l>
                  <l>For they were all of hym ſo glade;</l>
                  <l>That they for euer in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>Made a fygure in reſemblaunce</l>
                  <pb n="177" facs="tcp:7065:186" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>Of hym, and in a comon place</l>
                  <l>They ſet it vp: ſo that his face</l>
                  <l>Myght euery maner man beholde,:</l>
                  <l>So as the citie was beholde,</l>
                  <l>It was of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aton ouer gylte.</l>
                  <l>Thus hath he nought his yefte ſpylte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Qualiter Hellicanus ciuis Tyri Tharſim <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>entens Appollinum de inſidiis Anthiochi pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nunciauit.</head>
               <l>¶Vpon a tyme with a route</l>
               <l>This lorde to pley goeth hym oute,</l>
               <l>And in his way of Tyre he mette</l>
               <l>A man, whiche on his knees hym grette,</l>
               <l>And Hellican by name he hyght:</l>
               <l>whiche prayde his lorde to haue inſight</l>
               <l>Vpon hym ſelfe: and ſayde hym thus,</l>
               <l>Howe that the great Antiochus</l>
               <l>Awayteth, if that he myght hym ſpylle.</l>
               <l>That other thought / &amp; helde hym ſtylle,</l>
               <l>And thanked hym of his warnynge:</l>
               <l>And bad hym tell no tydynge</l>
               <l>whan he to Tyre cam home ageyne,</l>
               <l>That he in Tharſe hym had ſeyne.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Appollinus portum Tharſis relin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quens, cum ipſe per mare nauigio ſecuriorem que<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiuit, ſuperueniente tempeſtate nauis cum omnib<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preter ipſum ſolum in eadem contentis iuxta Pen tapolim periclitabatur.</head>
               <l>"¶Fortune hath euer be muable,</l>
               <l>"And may no whyle ſtonde ſtable:</l>
               <l>"For nowe it hyeth, nowe it loweth;</l>
               <l>"Nowe ſtant vpright, now ouerthroweth;</l>
               <l>"Nowe full of blyſſe, and nowe of bale.</l>
               <l>As in the tellyng of my tale</l>
               <l>Here afterwarde a man may lere:</l>
               <l>whiche is great routh for to here.</l>
               <l>¶This lorde, which wold done his beſt,</l>
               <l>within hym ſelfe hath lytell reſt;</l>
               <l>And thought he wolde his place chau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
               <l>And ſeke a countre more ſtraunge.</l>
               <l>Of Tharſyens his leue anone</l>
               <l>He toke, and is to ſhyppe ygone.</l>
               <l>His cours he name with ſayle vp drawe:</l>
               <l>where as fortune doth the lawe,</l>
               <l>And ſheweth (as I ſhall reherſe)</l>
               <l>Howe ſhe was to this lorde diuerſe,</l>
               <l>The whiche vpon the ſee ſhe ferketh.</l>
               <l>The wynde aroos, the wether derketh,</l>
               <l>It blewe, and made ſuche tempeſte,</l>
               <l>None anker may the ſhip areſt,</l>
               <l>whiche hath to broken al his gere.</l>
               <l>The ſhipmen ſtode in ſuche a fere,</l>
               <l>was none that might him ſelfe beſtere,</l>
               <l>But euer awayte vpon the lere</l>
               <l>whan that they ſhulde<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> drenche at ones,</l>
               <l>There was ynough within the wones</l>
               <l>Of wepinge / and of ſorowe tho.</l>
               <l>The yonge kyng maketh mochel wo</l>
               <l>So for to ſe the ſhip trauayle:</l>
               <l>But all that might him nought auayle.</l>
               <l>The maſt to brake, the ſayle to roofe,</l>
               <l>The ſhip vpon the wawes droofe,</l>
               <l>Tyl that they ſe the londes coſte.</l>
               <l>Tho made a vowe the leſte and moſte,</l>
               <l>Be ſo they mighten come a loude.</l>
               <l>But (he whiche hath the ſe on honde)</l>
               <l>Neptunus wolde nought accorde:</l>
               <l>But all to brake cable and corde</l>
               <l>Er they to londe myght approche;</l>
               <l>The ſhip to claue vpon a roche,</l>
               <l>And all goth doune in to the depe.</l>
               <l>But he that all thinge may kepe</l>
               <l>Vnto this lorde was mercyable,</l>
               <l>And brought him ſaue vpon a table</l>
               <l>whiche to the londe him hath vpbore:</l>
               <l>The remenaunt was all forlore.</l>
               <l>Therof he made mochel mone.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus nudus ſuper litus iacia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>batur / vbi quidam piſcator ipſum ſuo collobio veſtiens ad vrbem Pentapolim direxit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Thus was this yonge lorde alone</l>
                  <l>All naked in a poure plyte.</l>
                  <l>His colour, which was whylom whyte,</l>
                  <l>was than of water fade and pale:</l>
                  <l>And eke he was ſo ſore a cale,</l>
                  <l>That he wiſt of him ſelfe no bote:</l>
                  <l>It helpe him no thynge for to mote</l>
                  <l>To gete a geyn that he hath lore,</l>
                  <l>But ſhe which hath his deth forlore,</l>
                  <l>Fortune (though ſhe wyll not yelpe)</l>
                  <l>All ſodeynly hath ſent him helpe</l>
                  <l>whan him thought all grace aweye.</l>
                  <l>There came a fyſſher in the weye,</l>
                  <l>And ſigh a man there naked ſtonde:</l>
                  <l>And whan that he hath vnderſtonde</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:187"/>
                  <l>The cauſe, he hath of hym great routh,</l>
                  <l>And onely of his pouer trouth:</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche clothes as he hadde</l>
                  <l>with great pite this lorde he cladde.</l>
                  <l>And he hym thonketh as he ſholde;</l>
                  <l>And ſaith hym, that it ſhall be yolde</l>
                  <l>If euer he gete his ſtate ageyne:</l>
                  <l>And prayth, that he wolde hym ſeyne</l>
                  <l>If nygh were any towne for hym.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayde ye, Pentopolym,</l>
                  <l>where both kynge and quene dwellen<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>whan he this tale herde tellen</l>
                  <l>He gladdeth hym; and gan beſeche</l>
                  <l>That be the wey hym wolde teche.</l>
                  <l>And he hym taught: and forth he went,</l>
                  <l>And prayde god with good entent</l>
                  <l>To ſende hym ioye after his ſorowe.</l>
                  <l>It was nought paſſed yet mydmorowe.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Appollino Pentapolim adueniente <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>gnaſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> per vrbem publice ꝓclamatus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Than afterwarde his wey he nam,</l>
                  <l>where ſoone vpon the none he cam.</l>
                  <l>He <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>te ſuche as he myght gete.</l>
                  <l>And forth anone whan he had ete</l>
                  <l>He goth to ſe the towne about;</l>
                  <l>And cam there as he fonde a rout</l>
                  <l>Of yonge luſty men withall.</l>
                  <l>And (as it ſhulde tho befalle)</l>
                  <l>That day was ſet of ſuche aſſyſe</l>
                  <l>That they ſhulde in the londes gyſe</l>
                  <l>(As was herde of the people ſeye)</l>
                  <l>Her commune game than pleye.</l>
                  <l>And cryed was, that they ſhulde come</l>
                  <l>Vnto the game all and ſome</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ben delyuer and wyght,</l>
                  <l>To do ſuche maiſtry as they myght.</l>
                  <l>They made hem naked (as they ſholde)</l>
                  <l>For ſo that ilke game wolde;</l>
                  <l>And it was the cuſtome, and vſe</l>
                  <l>Amonges hem, was no refuſe.</l>
                  <l>The floure of all the towne was there,</l>
                  <l>And of the courte alſo there were;</l>
                  <l>And that was in a large place</l>
                  <l>Ryght euen before the kynges face</l>
                  <l>whiche Artheſcates than hyght:</l>
                  <l>The pley was pleyed rig<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> in his ſyght.</l>
                  <l>And who moſte worthy was of dede</l>
                  <l>Receyue he ſhulde a certayne mede,</l>
                  <l>And in the cite ber<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> a price.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Appolynus, whiche ware and wyſe</l>
                  <l>Of euery game couth an ende,</l>
                  <l>He thought aſſay, howe ſo it wende:</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Appollinus ludum gignaſil vint<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>, in aula regis ad cenam honorifice ceptus eſt.</head>
               <l>¶And fyll amonge hem into game.</l>
               <l>And there he wanne hym ſuche a name,</l>
               <l>So as the kynge hym ſelfe accounteth</l>
               <l>That he all other men ſurmounteth,</l>
               <l>And bare the pryce aboue hem all.</l>
               <l>The kynge bad, that in to his halle</l>
               <l>At ſouper tyme he ſhulde be brought.</l>
               <l>And he cam than (and lefte it nought)</l>
               <l>without company alone.</l>
               <l>was none ſo ſemely of perſone,</l>
               <l>Of viſage, and of lymmes bothe,</l>
               <l>If that he had what to clothe.</l>
               <l>At ſouper tyme netheles</l>
               <l>The kynge amyddes all the pres</l>
               <l>Let clepe hym vp amonge hem all,</l>
               <l>And bad his marſhall of his hall</l>
               <l>To ſetten hym in ſuche degre</l>
               <l>That he vpon hym myght ſe.</l>
               <l>The kynge was ſone ſette and ſerued.</l>
               <l>And he whiche had his priſe deſerued,</l>
               <l>After the kynges owne worde,</l>
               <l>was made begyn a myddel borde,</l>
               <l>That both kynge and quene hym ſye.</l>
               <l>He ſette, and caſt about his eye,</l>
               <l>And ſawe the lordes in eſtate;</l>
               <l>And with hym ſelfe wexe in debate</l>
               <l>Thynkende what he had lore:</l>
               <l>And ſuche a ſorowe he toke therfore,</l>
               <l>That he ſat euer ſtylle, and thought,</l>
               <l>As he whiche of no mete rought.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appollinꝰ in cena recumbens, nihil comedit, ſed doloroſo vultu, ſubmiſſo capite, ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>xime ingemeſcebat, qui tandem a filia regis con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortatus Citheram plectens cunctis audie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tibus / citherando vltra modum complacuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The kynge behelde his heuyneſſe:</l>
                  <l>And of his great gentylneſſe</l>
                  <l>His doughter, which was fayre &amp; good,</l>
                  <pb n="178" facs="tcp:7065:187"/>
                  <l>And at the borde bifore him ſtode,</l>
                  <l>(As it was thylke tyme vſage):</l>
                  <l>He bad to go on his meſſage,</l>
                  <l>And fonde for to make him glade.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe did as hir fader bade:</l>
                  <l>And goth to him the ſofte paas;</l>
                  <l>And aſketh whens, and what he was;</l>
                  <l>And praith he ſhulde his thought I leue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayth, madame by your leue</l>
                  <l>My name is hote Appolynus;</l>
                  <l>And of my ryches it is thus,</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſee I haue it lore;</l>
                  <l>The contre, where as I was bore,</l>
                  <l>where that my londe is, and my rente,</l>
                  <l>I lefte at Tyre; whan that I wente</l>
                  <l>The worſhyp there, of whiche I ought,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the god I there betought.</l>
                  <l>And thus togider as they two ſpeke</l>
                  <l>The teeris ranne downe by his cheke.</l>
                  <l>The king (which therof toke good kepe)</l>
                  <l>Had great pite to ſe him wepe;</l>
                  <l>And for his doughter ſend ageyn,</l>
                  <l>And prayd hir fayre, and gan to ſayn</l>
                  <l>That ſhe no lenger wolde dretche,</l>
                  <l>But that ſhe wolde anone forth fetche</l>
                  <l>Hir harpe, and done al that ſhe can</l>
                  <l>To glad with that ſory man.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſhe (to done hir faders heſt)</l>
                  <l>Hir harpe fet, and in the feſte</l>
                  <l>Vpon a chair (whiche they fette)</l>
                  <l>Hir ſelfe next to this man ſhe ſette.</l>
                  <l>with harpe both and eke with mouth</l>
                  <l>To him ſhe did, all that ſhe couth</l>
                  <l>To make him chere; and euer he ſigheth:</l>
                  <l>And ſhe him aſketh, howe him lyketh.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Madame certes wel, he ſayed.</l>
                  <l>But if ye the meſure played,</l>
                  <l>whiche (if you lyſt) I ſhall you lere,</l>
                  <l>It were a gladde thinge for to here.</l>
                  <l>A leue ſyr, tho quod ſhe,</l>
                  <l>Nowe take the harpe, and lete me ſe</l>
                  <l>Of what meſure that ye mene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho prayth the kinge, tho prayth the quene</l>
                  <l>Forth with the lordes all arewe</l>
                  <l>That he ſomme myrthe wolde ſhewe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He takth the harpe, and in his wiſe</l>
                  <l>He tempreth, and of ſuche aſſyſe</l>
                  <l>Synginge he harpeth forth with all,</l>
                  <l>That as a voyce celeſtiall</l>
                  <l>Hem thought it ſowned in her ere</l>
                  <l>As though that it an aungell were:</l>
                  <l>They gladen of his melodye.</l>
                  <l>But moſte of all the companye</l>
                  <l>The kinges doughter (whiche it herde;</l>
                  <l>And thought eke of that he anſwerde,</l>
                  <l>whan that it was of hir appoſed)</l>
                  <l>within hir herte hath wel ſuppoſed</l>
                  <l>That he is of great gentylneſſe.</l>
                  <l>His dedes ben therof wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>Forthwith the wiſdome of his lore:</l>
                  <l>It nedeth not to ſeche more:</l>
                  <l>He might not haue ſuche manere</l>
                  <l>Of gentyl blood but if he were.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan he hath harped all his fylle</l>
                  <l>(The kinges heſt to fulfylle;)</l>
                  <l>A weye goth diſſhe, a way goth cup,</l>
                  <l>Doun goth the borde, the cloth was vp,</l>
                  <l>They ryſen, and gone oute of halle.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualitur Appollinus cum rege pro filia ſua erudienda retentus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The kynge his chamberleyn let calle,</l>
                  <l>And bad, that he by all weye</l>
                  <l>A chamber for this man purueye</l>
                  <l>whiche nighe his owne chambre be.</l>
                  <l>It ſhall be do my lorde quod he.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Appollynus (of whom I mene)</l>
                  <l>Tho toke his leue of kynge and quene,</l>
                  <l>And of the worthy mayde alſo.</l>
                  <l>whiche prayed vnto hir fader tho,</l>
                  <l>That ſhe myght of the yonge man</l>
                  <l>Of tho ſciences, whiche he can,</l>
                  <l>His lore haue. And in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>The kynge hir graunteth hir appriſe</l>
                  <l>So that hym ſelfe therto aſſent.</l>
                  <l>Thus was accorded er they wente</l>
                  <l>That he with all that euer he may</l>
                  <l>This yonge fayre freſſe he may</l>
                  <l>Of that he couth ſhulde enforme.</l>
                  <l>And ful aſſented in this forme</l>
                  <l>They token leue as for that night.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter filia regis Appollinum ornato ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paratu veſtiri fecit. Et ipſe ad puelle doctrinam in <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> pluribus familiariter intendebat, vnde pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cata puella in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>orem Appollini exardeſcens / infirmabatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:188"/>
                  <l>¶And whan it was on morowe right</l>
                  <l>Vnto this yonge man of Tyre,</l>
                  <l>Of clothes, and of good attyre,</l>
                  <l>with golde and ſyluer to diſpende</l>
                  <l>This worthy yonge lady ſende:</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhe made hym well at eaſe.</l>
                  <l>And be with all that he can pleſe</l>
                  <l>Hir ſerueth well and faire ageyne:</l>
                  <l>He taught her, tyll ſhe was certeyne</l>
                  <l>Of harpe, cytole, and of ryote</l>
                  <l>with many a tewne, and many a note</l>
                  <l>Vpon muſyke, vpon meaſure;</l>
                  <l>And of hir harpe the temprure</l>
                  <l>He taught hir eke, (as he well couth.)</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>"But (as men ſeyne, that frele is youth)</l>
                  <l>with leyſer and contynuaunce</l>
                  <l>This mayde fyll vpon a chaunce</l>
                  <l>That loue hath made hym a quarele</l>
                  <l>Ageyne her yongth freſſhe and frele:</l>
                  <l>That (inaugre wher ſhe wold or nought)</l>
                  <l>She mote with all her hertes thought</l>
                  <l>Lo loue and to his lawe obey.</l>
                  <l>And that ſhe ſhall full ſore obeye:</l>
                  <l>For ſhe wote neuer what it is.</l>
                  <l>But euer amonge ſhe feleth this,</l>
                  <l>Touchynge vpon this man of Tyre</l>
                  <l>Her herte is hote as any fyre,</l>
                  <l>And otherwhyle it is a cale;</l>
                  <l>Nowe is ſhe reed, nowe is ſhe pale</l>
                  <l>Ryght after the condicion</l>
                  <l>Of hir imagination.</l>
                  <l>But euer (amonge hir thoughtes all)</l>
                  <l>She thought (what ſo may befall,</l>
                  <l>Or that ſhe laugh or that ſhe wepe)</l>
                  <l>She wolde her good name kepe</l>
                  <l>For fere of womannyſſhe ſhame.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But (what in erneſt what in game)</l>
                  <l>She ſtant for loue in ſuche a plyte</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hath loſt all appetyte</l>
                  <l>Of mete and drynke, of nyghtes reſt,</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that note what is the beſt;</l>
                  <l>But for to thynke all hir fylle</l>
                  <l>She helde hir ofte tymes ſtylle</l>
                  <l>within hir chambre, &amp; goth not out.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge was of hir lyfe in doute</l>
                  <l>whiche wyſt nothynge what it ment.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter tres filu principu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> filia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> regis ſigilla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>m in vxorem ſuis ſupplicationibus poſtularent.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But fyll a tyme, as he out went</l>
                  <l>To walke, of prynces ſonnes thre</l>
                  <l>There came, and fyll to his knee;</l>
                  <l>And eche of hem in ſondry wyſe</l>
                  <l>Beſought, and profereth his ſeruyce,</l>
                  <l>So that he myght his doughter haue.</l>
                  <l>The kyng (which wold hir honour ſaue)</l>
                  <l>Saith, ſhe is ſycke; and of that ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Tho was no tyme to beſeche:</l>
                  <l>But eche of hem to make a bylle</l>
                  <l>He had, and wryte his owne wylle,</l>
                  <l>His name, his father, and his good:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan ſhe wyſt howe that it ſtode,</l>
                  <l>And had her bylles ouerſeyne,</l>
                  <l>They ſhulden haue aunſwere ageyne.</l>
                  <l>Of this counſeyle they weren glad:</l>
                  <l>And writen (as the kynge hem had)</l>
                  <l>And euery man his owne boke</l>
                  <l>Into the kynges honde betoke.</l>
                  <l>And he it to his doughter ſende;</l>
                  <l>And pray de hir for to make an ende,</l>
                  <l>And write ageyne hir owne honde</l>
                  <l>Ryght as ſhe in hir hert fonde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Qualiter filia regis omnibus aliis relictis Appollinum in maritum preelegit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The bylles weren well receyued.</l>
                  <l>But ſhe hath all her loues weyued:</l>
                  <l>And thought tho was tyme and ſpace</l>
                  <l>To put hir in hir faders grace:</l>
                  <l>And wrote ageyne, and thus ſhe ſayde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>"The ſhame, which is in a mayde,</l>
                  <l>"with ſpeche dare not be vnloke,</l>
                  <l>"But in writynge it may be ſpoke.</l>
                  <l>So wryte I to you fader thus;</l>
                  <l>But if I haue Appollynus,</l>
                  <l>Of all this worlde (what ſo betyde)</l>
                  <l>I wyl non other man abyde.</l>
                  <l>And certes if I of him fayle,</l>
                  <l>I wot right welle withoute fayle</l>
                  <l>ye ſhall for me be doughterles.</l>
                  <l>This letter came, and there was preſe</l>
                  <l>Tofore the kinge / there as he ſtode.</l>
                  <l>And whan that he it vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>He yaue hem anſwere by and by:</l>
                  <l>But that was done ſo priuely</l>
                  <l>That none of others counſeyle wiſte.</l>
                  <l>They toke her leue, and where hem lyſt</l>
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                  <l>They wente forth vpon their wey.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter rex et regina in maritagium filie ſue cum Appolino conſencierunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The kyng ne wolde nought bewrey</l>
                  <l>The counceyl for no maner hye;</l>
                  <l>But ſuffreth tyl be tyme ſye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan that he to chamber is com</l>
                  <l>He hath vnto counceyl nome</l>
                  <l>This man of Tyre, and lete him ſe</l>
                  <l>The letter, and all the priuyte</l>
                  <l>The whiche his doughter to him ſente.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he his kne to grounde bente,</l>
                  <l>And thonketh him and hir alſo.</l>
                  <l>And er they wente then a two</l>
                  <l>with good herte, and with good corage</l>
                  <l>Of full loue and full maryage</l>
                  <l>The kinge and he be hole accorded.</l>
                  <l>And after, whan it was recorded</l>
                  <l>Vnto the doughter, howe it ſtode,</l>
                  <l>The yefte of all this worldes good</l>
                  <l>Ne ſhuld haue made hir halfe ſo blithe.</l>
                  <l>And forth with all the kinge als ſwith</l>
                  <l>(For he woll haue hir good aſſent)</l>
                  <l>Hath for the quene hir moder ſente.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The quene is come: &amp; whan ſhe herde</l>
                  <l>Of this mater howe that it ferde,</l>
                  <l>She ſigh debate, ſhe ſigh diſeſe</l>
                  <l>But if ſhe wolde hir doughter pleſe:</l>
                  <l>And is therto aſſented ful.</l>
                  <l>(whiche is a dede wonderful.)</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For no man knewe the ſoth cas</l>
                  <l>(But he him ſelfe) what man he was;</l>
                  <l>And netheleſſe (ſo as hem thought)</l>
                  <l>His dedes to the ſoth wrought,</l>
                  <l>That he was come of gentyl blood;</l>
                  <l>Him lacketh nought but worldes good.</l>
                  <l>And as therof is no diſpeyre:</l>
                  <l>For ſhe ſhall be hir faders heyre;</l>
                  <l>And he was able to gouerne.</l>
                  <l>Thus wyl they not the loue werne</l>
                  <l>Of him and hir in no wyſe;</l>
                  <l>But all accorded they deuyſe</l>
                  <l>The day and tyme of mariage.</l>
                  <l>"where loue is lorde of the corage</l>
                  <l>"Him thinketh longe, er that he ſpede.</l>
                  <l>But at laſte vnto the dede</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus filie regis nupſit / et pri<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ma noci<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> cum ea concubiens ipſam inpregnauit.</head>
               <l>¶The tyme is come; and (in her wyſe)</l>
               <l>with great offrynge and ſacryfyce</l>
               <l>They wedde, and make a great feſte;</l>
               <l>And euery thinge was right honeſte</l>
               <l>within hous, and eke withoute:</l>
               <l>It was ſo done, that all aboute</l>
               <l>Of greate worſhyp, and great nobleſſe,</l>
               <l>There cryed many a man largeſſe</l>
               <l>Vnto the lordes hygh and loude.</l>
               <l>The knyghtes, that be yonge &amp; prowde,</l>
               <l>They Iuſte fyrſte, and after daunce:</l>
               <l>The day is go, the nightes chaunce</l>
               <l>Hath derked all the bright ſonne,</l>
               <l>This lord (which hath his loue wonne)</l>
               <l>Is go to bed with his wyfe:</l>
               <l>where as they lede a luſty lyfe,</l>
               <l>And that was after ſomdele ſene.</l>
               <l>For (as they pleyden hem betwene)</l>
               <l>They gete a chylde betwene hem two,</l>
               <l>To whom fyl after mochel wo.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter ambaſſiatores a Tyro in quadam naui Pentapolim venientes mortem regis Antio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chi Appolino nunciauerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Now haue I tolde of the ſpouſayles<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>But for to ſpeke of the meruayles</l>
                  <l>whiche afterwarde to hem befelle,</l>
                  <l>It is a wonder for to telle,</l>
                  <l>¶It fel a day they ryden oute</l>
                  <l>The kinge, and quene, and all the route</l>
                  <l>To pleyen hem vpon the ſtronde:</l>
                  <l>where as they ſeen towarde the londe</l>
                  <l>A ſhip ſaylynge of great arraye.</l>
                  <l>To knowe what it mene may</l>
                  <l>Til it be come they abyde.</l>
                  <l>Than ſe they ſtonde on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>Endlonge the ſhippes borde to ſhewe</l>
                  <l>Of penounceals a ryche rewe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They aſken, whens the ſhip is come:</l>
                  <l>Fro Tyre anone anſwerde ſome.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ouer this they ſayden more:</l>
                  <l>The cauſe why they comen fore</l>
                  <l>was for to ſeche, and for to fynde</l>
                  <l>Appollynus, whiche is of kynde</l>
                  <l>Her lyege lorde<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> and he appereth.</l>
                  <l>And of the tale (whiche he hereth)</l>
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                  <l>He was righte glad: for they hym tolde</l>
                  <l>That for vengeaunce (as god it wolde)</l>
                  <l>Antiochus (as men may wyte)</l>
                  <l>with thonder and lyghtning is forſmite:</l>
                  <l>His doughter hath the ſame chaunce.</l>
                  <l>So ben they both in o balaunce.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy our lyege lorde we ſeye</l>
                  <l>In name of all the londe, and preye,</l>
                  <l>That lefte all other thynge to done,</l>
                  <l>It lyke you to come ſone</l>
                  <l>And ſe your owne lyege men</l>
                  <l>with other that ben of your ken,</l>
                  <l>That lyuen in longynge and deſyre</l>
                  <l>Tyll ye be com ageyne to Tyre.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This tale after the kynge it had,</l>
                  <l>Pentapolyn all ouerſprad:</l>
                  <l>There was no ioye for to ſeche.</l>
                  <l>For euery man it had in ſpeche,</l>
                  <l>And ſayden all of one accorde:</l>
                  <l>A worthy kynge ſhall ben our lorde:</l>
                  <l>That thought vs fyrſt an beuynes</l>
                  <l>Is ſhape vs nowe to great gladnes.</l>
                  <l>Thus goth the tydynge ouer all.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Appolino cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> vxore ſua imprlgnata <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ve<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſus Tirum nauigantibus, contigit <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> mortis articulo anguſtiatam, in naui filia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>ta Tha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſis vocabatur, parere.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But nede he mote, that nede ſhall.</l>
                  <l>Appolynus his leue toke,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o god and all the londe betoke</l>
                  <l>with all the people longe and brode:</l>
                  <l>That he no lenger there abode<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>¶ The kynge and quene ſorowe made:</l>
                  <l>But yet ſomdele they were glade</l>
                  <l>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſuche thynge, as they herde tho.</l>
                  <l>And thus betwene the wele and wo</l>
                  <l>To ſhyp he goth, his wyfe with chylde</l>
                  <l>The whiche was euer meke and mylde,</l>
                  <l>And wolde not departe hym fro:</l>
                  <l>(Suche loue was betwene hem two.)</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lichorida for hir offyce</l>
                  <l>was take, whiche was a norice,</l>
                  <l>To wende with this yonge wyfe:</l>
                  <l>To whom was ſhape a wofull lyfe.</l>
                  <l>within a tyme (as it betyd,)</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan they were in the ſee amyd,</l>
                  <l>Out of the north they ſe a cloude,</l>
                  <l>The ſtorme aroſe, the wyndes loude</l>
                  <l>They blewen many a dredefull blaſte,</l>
                  <l>The welken was all ouercaſte,</l>
                  <l>The derke nyght the ſonne hath vnder,</l>
                  <l>There was a great tempeſt of thonder,</l>
                  <l>The mone, and eke the ſterres both</l>
                  <l>In blacke cloudes they hem clothe,</l>
                  <l>wherof theyr bryght loke they hyde,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This yonge lady wepte and cryde,</l>
                  <l>To whom no comforte myght auayle,</l>
                  <l>Of chylde ſhe began trauayle</l>
                  <l>where ſhe lay in a caban cloſe.</l>
                  <l>Her wofull lorde fro hir aroſe,</l>
                  <l>And that was longe or any morowe,</l>
                  <l>So that in anguyſſhe and in ſorowe</l>
                  <l>She was delyuered all by nyght,</l>
                  <l>And deyde in euery mannes ſyght.</l>
                  <l>¶But netheleſſe for all this wo</l>
                  <l>A mayde chylde was bore tho.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Qualiter Appolinus mortem vxoris ſue planxit</head>
               <l>¶Appolynus when he this knewe,</l>
               <l>For ſorowe a ſwoune he ouerthrewe</l>
               <l>That no man wyſt in hym no lyfe.</l>
               <l>And whan he woke, be ſaid: a wyfe,</l>
               <l>My ioye, my luſt, and my deſyre,</l>
               <l>My welth, and my recouerire,</l>
               <l>why ſhall I lyue, and thou ſhalt dye?</l>
               <l>Ha thou fortune I the defye,</l>
               <l>Now haſt thou do to me thy werſt.</l>
               <l>A berte / why ne wylt thou berſt</l>
               <l>That forth with hir I myght paſſe?</l>
               <l>My paynes were well the laſſe.</l>
               <l>In ſuche wepynge, and ſuche crye</l>
               <l>His deed wyfe, whiche lay hym bye,</l>
               <l>A thouſande ſithes he hir kyſte.</l>
               <l>was neuer man that ſawe ne wyſt</l>
               <l>A ſorow, to his ſorowe lyche.</l>
               <l>was euer amonge vpon the lyche.</l>
               <l>He fyll ſwounynge, as he that thought</l>
               <l>His owne deth, whiche he ſought</l>
               <l>Vnto the goddes all aboue</l>
               <l>with many a pitous worde of loue.</l>
               <l>But ſuche wordes as tho were,</l>
               <l>Herde neuer no mannes eare,</l>
               <l>But onely thilke, whiche he ſayde.</l>
               <l>The maiſter ſhypman came and prayde</l>
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               <l>with other ſuche, as ben therin,</l>
               <l>And ſayne; that he may nothyng wyn</l>
               <l>Ageyne the deth; but they hym rede</l>
               <l>He be well ware, and take hede.</l>
               <l>"The ſee by wey of his nature</l>
               <l>"Receyue may no creature,</l>
               <l>"within hym ſelfe (as for to holde)</l>
               <l>"The whiche is deed. For thy they wolde</l>
               <l>(As they counſeylen all about)</l>
               <l>The deed body caſten out.</l>
               <l>For better it is (they ſayden all)</l>
               <l>That it of her ſo befalle,</l>
               <l>Than if they ſhulden all ſpylle.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter ſuadentibus nautis corpus vxoris ſue mortue in quadam ciſta plumbo et ferro ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuſa / que circumligata Appolinus cum magno theſauro vna cum quadam littera ſub eius capite ſcripta recludi, in mar<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>proici fecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The kyng (which vnderſtode her wyll,</l>
                  <l>And knew her counſaile that was trewe)</l>
                  <l>Began ageyne his ſorowe newe</l>
                  <l>with pytous herte, and thus to ſeye;</l>
                  <l>It is all reaſon that ye preye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I am (qd be) but one alone:</l>
                  <l>So wolde I not for my perſone,</l>
                  <l>There fell ſuche aduerſite.</l>
                  <l>But whan it may no better be,</l>
                  <l>Doth than thus vpon my worde.</l>
                  <l>Let make a coffre ſtronge of borde</l>
                  <l>That it be fyrme with leed and pytche.</l>
                  <l>Anone was made a coffer ſuche</l>
                  <l>All redy brought vnto his honde.</l>
                  <l>And whan he ſawe, and redy fonde</l>
                  <l>This coffre made, and well englued:</l>
                  <l>The deed body was beſewed</l>
                  <l>In cloth of golde, and leyde therin.</l>
                  <l>And for he wolde vnto her wyn</l>
                  <l>Vpon ſome coſte a ſepulture:</l>
                  <l>Vnder her heed (in aduenture)</l>
                  <l>Of golde he leyde ſommes great,</l>
                  <l>And of iewels ſtronge beyete</l>
                  <l>Forth with a letter, and ſayd thus.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Copia littere capiti vxoris ſue ſuppoſite.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶I kynge of Tyre Appolynus</l>
                  <l>Doth all men for to wyte</l>
                  <l>That here &amp; ſe this letter wryte:</l>
                  <l>That helpeles without rede</l>
                  <l>Here lyeth a kynges doughter deede,</l>
                  <l>And who that happeth hir to fynde</l>
                  <l>For charite take in his mynde,</l>
                  <l>And do ſo, that ſhe be begraue</l>
                  <l>with this treaſour, whiche he ſhal haue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus whan the letter was full ſpoke,</l>
                  <l>They haue anone the coffre ſtoke,</l>
                  <l>And bounden it with yron faſte,</l>
                  <l>That it may with the wawes laſt,</l>
                  <l>And ſtoppen it by ſuche a weye</l>
                  <l>That it ſhall be within dreye,</l>
                  <l>So that no water myght it greue.</l>
                  <l>And thus in hope, and good beleue</l>
                  <l>Of that the corps ſhall well aryue,</l>
                  <l>They caſt it ouer borde as blyue.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus, vxoris ſue corpore in mare proiecto, Tyrum relinquens curſum ſuum verſus Tharſim nauigio dolens arripuit.</head>
               <l>¶The ſhyp forthe on the wawes went.</l>
               <l>The prynce hath chaunged his entent,</l>
               <l>And ſaith; he wyll not come at Tyre</l>
               <l>As than, but all his deſyre</l>
               <l>Is fyrſt to ſaylen vnto Tharſe.</l>
               <l>The wyndy ſtorme began to ſcarſe,</l>
               <l>The ſonne aryſt, the weder clereth,</l>
               <l>The ſhypman, which behynde ſtereth,</l>
               <l>whan that he ſaw the wyndes ſaught,</l>
               <l>Towards Tharſe his cours he ſtraught.</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter corpus predicte defuncte ſuper litus apud Epheſim quidam medicus nomine Cerimon cum aliquibus ſuis diſcipulis inuenit, quod in hoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>picium portans, et extra ciſtam ponens, ſpiraculo vite in ea adhuc inuento, ipſa<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> plene ſanitati reſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But nowe to my matere ageyn,</l>
                  <l>(To telle as olde bokes ſeyne,)</l>
                  <l>This deed corps (of whiche ye knowe)</l>
                  <l>with wynde and was forth throwe</l>
                  <l>Nowe here, now there; tyll at laſt</l>
                  <l>At Epheſym the ſee vpcaſt</l>
                  <l>The coffre, and all that was therin.</l>
                  <l>Of great meruayle nowe begyn</l>
                  <l>May here, who that ſytteth ſtyll.</l>
                  <l>"That god wyll ſaue may not ſpyll.</l>
                  <l>Ryght as the corps was throwe a londe,</l>
                  <l>There cam walkynge vpon the ſtronde</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:190"/>
                  <l>A worthy clerke, and ſurgyen,</l>
                  <l>And eke a great phyſicien,</l>
                  <l>Of all the londe the wyſeſt one,</l>
                  <l>whiche hight mayſter Cerimone.</l>
                  <l>There were of his dyſciples ſome.</l>
                  <l>This mayſter is to the coffer come,</l>
                  <l>He peyſeth there was ſomwhat in:</l>
                  <l>And had hem here it to his ynne,</l>
                  <l>And goeth him ſelfe forth with alle.</l>
                  <l>"All that ſhall falle, falle ſhall.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>They comen home, and tary nought:</l>
                  <l>This coffer in to his chamber is brought.</l>
                  <l>whiche that they fynde faſte ſtoke:</l>
                  <l>But they with crafte it haue vnloke.</l>
                  <l>They loken in: where as they founde</l>
                  <l>A body dede, whiche was y wounde</l>
                  <l>In cloth of golde (as I ſayde ere:)</l>
                  <l>The <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>reſour eke they founden there</l>
                  <l>Forthwith the letter, whiche they rede.</l>
                  <l>And tho they token better hede.</l>
                  <l>Vnſowed was the body ſoune.</l>
                  <l>As he that knewe, what was to done,</l>
                  <l>This noble clerke with all haſte</l>
                  <l>Began the veynes for to taſte;</l>
                  <l>And ſawe hir age was of youthe:</l>
                  <l>And with the craftes, whiche he couthe,</l>
                  <l>He ſought and fonde a ſygne of lyfe.</l>
                  <l>with that this worthy kinges wyfe</l>
                  <l>Honeſtlye they token oute,</l>
                  <l>And maden fyres all aboute,</l>
                  <l>They leyed hir on a couche ſofte;</l>
                  <l>And with a ſhete warmed ofte</l>
                  <l>Hir colde breſte began to bete / </l>
                  <l>Hir derte alſo to flacke and bete;</l>
                  <l>This mayſten hath hir euery ioynte</l>
                  <l>with certeyn oyle and balſam anoynte;</l>
                  <l>And put a lycour in her mouthe,</l>
                  <l>whiche is to fewe clerkes couthe:</l>
                  <l>So that ſhe couereth at laſte.</l>
                  <l>And fyrſt hir eyen vp ſhe caſte;</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe more of ſtrength caught,</l>
                  <l>Hir armes both forth ſhe ſtraught,</l>
                  <l>Helde vp hir honde, and pytouſlye</l>
                  <l>She ſpake, and ſayde, where am I?</l>
                  <l>where is my lorde, what worlde is this?</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that wote not howe it is.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But Cerymon the worthy leche</l>
                  <l>Anſwerde anone vpon hir ſpeche,</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: madame ye ben here</l>
                  <l>where ye be ſaue, as ye ſhall here</l>
                  <l>Here afterwarde; for thy as nowe</l>
                  <l>My counceyl is comforteth you.</l>
                  <l>For tryſteth wel (withoute fayle)</l>
                  <l>There is no thinge, which ſhal you fayle</l>
                  <l>That ought of reaſon to be do.</l>
                  <l>Thus paſſen they a day or two.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter vxor Appolini ſanata / domum reli<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>gionis peciit / vbi ſacro velamine munita caſtam omni tempore vouit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>They ſpeke of nought (as for an ende)</l>
                  <l>Tyl ſhe began ſomdele amende,</l>
                  <l>And wyſt hir ſelfe, what ſhe mente.</l>
                  <l>Tho (for to knowe hir hole entente)</l>
                  <l>This mayſter aſketh all the caas,</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe cam there, and what ſhe was.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Howe I came here, wote I nought</l>
                  <l>Quod ſhe: but wel I am bethought</l>
                  <l>Of other thinges all aboute</l>
                  <l>Fro poynte to poynte, &amp; tolde him oute</l>
                  <l>As ferforthly as ſhe it wyſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he hir tolde howe in a chyſte</l>
                  <l>The ſee hir threwe vpon the londe,</l>
                  <l>And what treſour with hir he fonde,</l>
                  <l>whiche was all redy at hir wylle,</l>
                  <l>As he that ſhope him to fulfylle</l>
                  <l>with al his might, what thing he ſhuld.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She thonketh him, that he ſo wolde;</l>
                  <l>And all hir herte ſhe diſcloſeth,</l>
                  <l>And ſaith him wel that ſhe ſuppoſeth</l>
                  <l>Hir lorde be dreynt, hir chylde alſo.</l>
                  <l>So ſawe ſhe nought but all wo.</l>
                  <l>wherof as to the worlde nomore</l>
                  <l>Ne wyl ſhe torne, and prayeth therfore</l>
                  <l>That in ſome temple of the cyte</l>
                  <l>To kepe and holde hir chaſtyte</l>
                  <l>She might amonge the women dwell.</l>
                  <l>whan he this tale herde tell</l>
                  <l>He was right glad; &amp; made hir knowen</l>
                  <l>That he a doughter of his owen</l>
                  <l>Hath, whiche he wil vnto hir yeue</l>
                  <l>To ſerue, whyle they both lyue</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of that, whiche ſhe hath loſte:</l>
                  <l>Al onely at his owne coſte,</l>
                  <l>She ſhall be rendred forth with hir.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She ſayth, graunte mercy leue ſyr,</l>
                  <pb n="181" facs="tcp:7065:190"/>
                  <l>God quyte it you, there I ne may.</l>
                  <l>And thus they dryue forth the day</l>
                  <l>Tyll tyme cam, that ſhe was hole.</l>
                  <l>And tho they toke her counſeyle hole</l>
                  <l>To ſhape vpon good gouernance,</l>
                  <l>And made a worthy purueance</l>
                  <l>Ageyne day, whan they be veiled.</l>
                  <l>And thus whe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> that they were counſeiled,</l>
                  <l>In blacke clothes they them cloth</l>
                  <l>The doughter and the lady both,</l>
                  <l>And yolde hem to religion.</l>
                  <l>The feſte, and the profeſſion,</l>
                  <l>After the rule of that degre</l>
                  <l>was made with great ſolempnite</l>
                  <l>where as Diane is ſanctifyed.</l>
                  <l>Thus ſtant this lady iuſtifyed</l>
                  <l>In ordre where ſhe thynketh to dwelle.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus Tharſim nauigans, filia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Thaiſim Strangulioni et Dioniſie vxori ſue educandum commendauit<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>et deinde Tyrum adiit, vbi cum ineſtimabili gandio a ſuis receptus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But nowe ageynwarde for to telle</l>
                  <l>In what plyte that her lorde ſtode in.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He ſayleth, tyll that he may wynne</l>
                  <l>The hauen of Tharſe (as I ſayde ere.)</l>
                  <l>And whan he was arryued there</l>
                  <l>Tho was it through the cite knowe;</l>
                  <l>Men myght ſe within a throwe</l>
                  <l>(As who ſaith) all the towne at ones</l>
                  <l>They come ageyne hym for the nones</l>
                  <l>To yeuen hym the reuerence,</l>
                  <l>So glad they were of his preſence.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And though he were in his corage</l>
                  <l>Diſeſed, yet with glad vyſage</l>
                  <l>He made hem chere; and to his inne</l>
                  <l>where he whylom ſoiourned in,</l>
                  <l>He goth hym ſtraught, &amp; was receyued.</l>
                  <l>And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> the prees of people is weyued</l>
                  <l>He taketh his booſt vnto hym tho,</l>
                  <l>And ſaith: My frende Strangulio</l>
                  <l>Lo thus, and thus it is befalle.</l>
                  <l>And thou thy ſelfe arte one of all</l>
                  <l>Forthwith thy wyfe, which I moſt tryſt.</l>
                  <l>For thy (if it you both lyſt)</l>
                  <l>My doughter Thayſe by your leue</l>
                  <l>I thynke ſhall with you bileue</l>
                  <l>As for a tyme: and thus I pray</l>
                  <l>That ſhe be kepte by al way:</l>
                  <l>And whan ſhe hath of age more,</l>
                  <l>That ſhe be ſet to bokes lore.</l>
                  <l>And this auowe to god I make,</l>
                  <l>That I ſhall neuer for hir ſake</l>
                  <l>My berde for no lykynge ſhaue</l>
                  <l>Tyll it befalle, that I haue</l>
                  <l>In couenable tyme of age</l>
                  <l>Beſette her vnto mariage</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Thus they accorde, and all is welle.</l>
                  <l>And for to reſten hym ſomdele,</l>
                  <l>As for a whyle he ther ſoiourneth;</l>
                  <l>And than he taketh his leue, &amp; tourneth</l>
                  <l>To ſhyp, and goth hym home to Tyre:</l>
                  <l>where euery man with great deſyre</l>
                  <l>Awayteth vpon his comynge.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But whan the ſhyp cam in ſaylynge,</l>
                  <l>And perceyuen that it is he;</l>
                  <l>was neuer yet in no cite</l>
                  <l>Suche ioye made, as they tho made:</l>
                  <l>His herte alſo began to glade</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſeeth his people gladde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus fortune his happe hath ladde,</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſe he was trauayled.</l>
                  <l>But howe ſo euer he be aſſayled</l>
                  <l>His latter ende ſhall be good.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Thaiſis vna cum Philotenna Stran<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>gulionis et Dionyſie filia, omnis ſcientie et ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſtatis doctrina imbuta eſt: ſed et Thaiſis Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lotennam precellens in odium mortale per inui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diam a Dionyſia recollecta eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And for to ſpeke howe that it ſtode</l>
                  <l>Of Thaiſe his doughter, wher ſhe dwelleth.</l>
                  <l>In Tharſe (as the cronyke telleth)</l>
                  <l>She was well kepte, ſhe was well loked,</l>
                  <l>She was wel taught, ſhe was wel boked;</l>
                  <l>So well ſhe ſped hir in hir youth</l>
                  <l>That ſhe of eury wyſedome couth<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>That for to ſeche in euery londe</l>
                  <l>So wyſe an other no man fonde,</l>
                  <l>Ne ſo well taught at mannes eye.</l>
                  <l>"But wo worth euer falſe enuy.</l>
                  <l>For it befyll that tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>A doughter hath Strangulio</l>
                  <l>whiche was cleped Philotenne.</l>
                  <l>"But fame (whiche wyll euer renne)</l>
                  <l>Came all day to her mothers care,</l>
                  <l>And ſaith; wher euer hir doughter were</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:191"/>
                  <l>with Thaiſe ſet in any place,</l>
                  <l>The common voyce, the common grace</l>
                  <l>was all vpon that other mayde,</l>
                  <l>And of hir doughter no man ſayde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>who was wroth but Dionyſe than?</l>
                  <l>Hir thought a thouſande yere tyl whan</l>
                  <l>She myght be of Thayſe wreke</l>
                  <l>Of that ſhe herde folke ſo ſpeke.</l>
                  <l>And fyll that ilke ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>That deed was trewe Lichoryde</l>
                  <l>whiche had be ſeruaunt to Thaiſe,</l>
                  <l>So that ſhe was the wors at eaſe.</l>
                  <l>For ſhe hath than no ſeruyſe</l>
                  <l>But onely through this Dionyſe</l>
                  <l>whiche was her deedly ennemy.</l>
                  <l>Through pure treaſon and enuy</l>
                  <l>She that of all ſorowe can</l>
                  <l>Tho ſpake vnto hir bondeman</l>
                  <l>whiche cleped was Theophilus,</l>
                  <l>And made hym ſwere in counſeyl thus;</l>
                  <l>That he ſuche tyme as ſhe hym ſet</l>
                  <l>Shall come Thayſe for to fette,</l>
                  <l>And lede her out of all ſyght</l>
                  <l>where that no man hir helpe myght,</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſtronde nygh the ſee,</l>
                  <l>And there he ſhall this mayden ſlee.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This chorles hert is in a traunce</l>
                  <l>As he whiche drad hym of vengeaunce</l>
                  <l>whan tyme cometh an other day:</l>
                  <l>But yet durſt he not ſay nay;</l>
                  <l>But ſwore, and ſayd he ſhulde fulfyll</l>
                  <l>Hir beſtes at hir owne wyll.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>Qual<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ter Dionyſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>a Thaiſim vt occideret, Theo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>iſe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſuo tradidit, qui cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> noctanter longius <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap>ſam ꝓpe litus maris interficere ꝓpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                     <desc>••••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rate ibidem latitantee Thaiſim de manu <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> eri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>puerunt / ipſam <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> ciuitatem <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>te<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>enam ducentes, cuidem Leonino ſcortorum <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>te<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> magiſtro vendiderunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The treaſon andeke tyme is ſhape,</l>
                  <l>So fell that this cherlyſſhe knape</l>
                  <l>Hath lad this mayden where he wold</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſtronde, and what ſhe ſholde</l>
                  <l>She was adrad; and he out brayde</l>
                  <l>A ruſty ſwerde, and to hir ſayde,</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be deed: alas qd ſhe</l>
                  <l>why ſhall I ſo? Lo thus quod he</l>
                  <l>My lady Dionyſe hath bede</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be murdred in this ſtede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This mayden tho for fere ſhryght;</l>
                  <l>And for the loue of god all myght</l>
                  <l>She preyth, that for a lytell ſtounde</l>
                  <l>She myght knele vpon the grounde</l>
                  <l>Towarde the heuen for to craue</l>
                  <l>Hir wofull ſoule that ſhe may ſaue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And with this noyſe and with this cry,</l>
                  <l>Out of a barge faſte by</l>
                  <l>whiche hyd was there on ſcomer fare,</l>
                  <l>Men ſterten out, and weren ware</l>
                  <l>Of this felon: and he to go.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe began to crye tho,</l>
                  <l>A mercy helpe for goddes ſake.</l>
                  <l>In to the barge they hir take</l>
                  <l>As theues ſhulde, and forth they wente.</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſee the wynde hem hent,</l>
                  <l>And (maulgre where they wolde or none)</l>
                  <l>Tofore the weder forth they gone,</l>
                  <l>There helpe no ſayl, there helpe none ore:</l>
                  <l>Forſtormed, and forblowen ſore</l>
                  <l>In great peryl ſo forth they dryue,</l>
                  <l>Tyll at laſte they arryue</l>
                  <l>At Mytelene the cite.</l>
                  <l>In hauen ſaufe and whan they be</l>
                  <l>The mayſter ſhypman made him boune,</l>
                  <l>And goth hym out in to the towne,</l>
                  <l>And profereth Thayſe for to ſelle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>One Leonyn it herde telle</l>
                  <l>whiche mayſter of the bordel was;</l>
                  <l>And had hym go a redy pas</l>
                  <l>To fetchen hir: and forth he went,</l>
                  <l>And Thayſe out of his barge he bent,</l>
                  <l>And to the bordeler hir he ſolde.</l>
                  <l>And that he by her body wolde</l>
                  <l>Take auauntage, let do crye</l>
                  <l>That what man wolde his lechery</l>
                  <l>Attempte vpon hir maydenhede</l>
                  <l>Lay downe the golde, &amp; he ſhulde ſpede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus whan he hath cryed it out</l>
                  <l>In ſyght of all the people about:</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Leoninus Thaiſi ad lupanar deſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nauit, vbi dei gratia preuenta, ipſius virginitatem nullus violare potuit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶He ladde her to the bordell tho.</l>
                  <l>No wonder though ſhe were wo.</l>
                  <l>Clos in a chamber by her ſelfe</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:191"/>
                  <l>Eche after other ten or twelfe</l>
                  <l>Of yonge men in to hir went.</l>
                  <l>But ſuche a grace god her ſent;</l>
                  <l>That for the ſorowe, whiche ſhe made,</l>
                  <l>was none of hem, whiche power hade</l>
                  <l>To done hir any vilany.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This Leonyn let euer aſpye,</l>
                  <l>And wayteth after great beyete:</l>
                  <l>But all for nought: ſhe was forlete,</l>
                  <l>That no man wolde there come.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan he therof hath hede nome,</l>
                  <l>And knewe, that ſhe was yet a mayde;</l>
                  <l>Vnto his owne man he ſayde,</l>
                  <l>That he with ſtrength ageyne her leue,</l>
                  <l>Tho ſhulde her maydenhode bereue.</l>
                  <l>This man goth in but ſo it ferde</l>
                  <l>whan be hir wofull pleyntes herde,</l>
                  <l>And he therof hath take kepe;</l>
                  <l>Hym lyſt better for to wepe</l>
                  <l>Than do ought elles to the game.</l>
                  <l>And thus ſhe kepte her ſelfe fro ſhame.</l>
                  <l>And kneled downe to the erthe &amp; prayde</l>
                  <l>Vnto this man, and thus ſhe ſayde:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>If ſo be, that thy mayſter wolde</l>
                  <l>That I his good encrees ſholde,</l>
                  <l>It may not falle by this wey,</l>
                  <l>But ſuffre me to go my weye</l>
                  <l>Out of this hous, where I am in,</l>
                  <l>And I ſhall make hym for to wyn</l>
                  <l>In ſome place els of the towne,</l>
                  <l>Be ſo it be of religiowne</l>
                  <l>where that honeſt women dwele.</l>
                  <l>And thus thou myght thy mayſter telle</l>
                  <l>That whan I haue a chambre there;</l>
                  <l>Let hym do crye ay wyde where</l>
                  <l>what lorde, that hath his doughter dere,</l>
                  <l>And is in wyll that ſhe ſhall lere</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a ſchole that is trewe:</l>
                  <l>I ſhall hir teche of thynges newe</l>
                  <l>whiche that none other woman can</l>
                  <l>In all this londe, and the this man</l>
                  <l>Hir tale hath herde, he goth ageyn,</l>
                  <l>And tolde vnto his mayſter pleyn,</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hath ſeyde, and thervpon</l>
                  <l>whan that he ſawe beyete none</l>
                  <l>At the bordell bycauſe of hir;</l>
                  <l>He had his man go and ſpir</l>
                  <l>A place, where ſhe myght abyde:</l>
                  <l>That he may wynne vpon ſome ſyde</l>
                  <l>By that ſhe can: but at leeſt</l>
                  <l>Thus was ſhe ſaufe of this tempeſt.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Thaiſis a lupanari virgo liberata, inter ſacras mulieres hoſpicium habens, ſcie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tias, quibus edocta fuit, nobiles regni puellas ibidem edocebat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶He hath hir fro the bordell take:</l>
                  <l>But that was not for goddes ſake;</l>
                  <l>But for the lucre, as ſhe hym tolde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Nowe comen (tho, that comen wolde)</l>
                  <l>Of women in her luſty youth</l>
                  <l>To here and ſe, what thynge ſhe couth.</l>
                  <l>She can the wyſedome of a clerke,</l>
                  <l>She can of any luſty werke,</l>
                  <l>whiche to a gentyll woman longeth:</l>
                  <l>And ſome of hem ſhe vnderfongeth</l>
                  <l>To the cytole, and to the harpe:</l>
                  <l>And whome it lyketh for to carpe</l>
                  <l>Prouerbes and demaundes ſlye,</l>
                  <l>An other ſuche they neuer ſye</l>
                  <l>whiche that ſcience ſo well taught,</l>
                  <l>wherof ſhe great gyftes caught</l>
                  <l>That ſhe to Lyonyn hath wonne.</l>
                  <l>And thus hir name is ſo begonne</l>
                  <l>Of ſondry thynges, that ſhe techeth;</l>
                  <l>That all the londe to hir ſecheth</l>
                  <l>Of yonge women, for to lere.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Theophilus ad Dioniſiam mane re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diens affirmauit ſe Thaiſim occidiſſe ſuper quo Dioniſia vn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> cum Strangulione marito ſuo dolo<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>rem in publico confingentes, exequias et ſepultu<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ram honorifice, quantum ad extra ſubdola con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>iectatione fieri conſtituerunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Nowe lette we this mayden here:</l>
                  <l>And ſpeke of Dionyſe ageyne,</l>
                  <l>And of Theophyle the vyleyne,</l>
                  <l>(Of whiche I ſpake of nowe tofore</l>
                  <l>whan Thayſe ſhulde haue be forlore)</l>
                  <l>This falſe chorle to his lady</l>
                  <l>whan he cam home, all priuely</l>
                  <l>He ſaith: Madame ſleyne I haue</l>
                  <l>This mayde Thayſe, and is begraue</l>
                  <l>In preuy place, as ye me hede:</l>
                  <l>For thy madame taketh hede</l>
                  <l>And kepe counſeyle, howe ſo it ſtonde.</l>
                  <l>This fende (whiche hath this vnderſto<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d)</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:192"/>
                  <l>was glad, and weneth it be ſoth.</l>
                  <l>Now ſe hereafter how ſhe doth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>She wepeth, ſhe crieth, ſhe co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>pleyneth:</l>
                  <l>And of ſyckenes (whiche ſhe feyneth)</l>
                  <l>She ſaith, that Thaiſe ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>By nyght is deed, as ſhe and I</l>
                  <l>To gether lyen nygh my lorde.</l>
                  <l>She was a woman of recorde,</l>
                  <l>And all is leued, that ſhe ſeyth.</l>
                  <l>And for to yeue a more feith,</l>
                  <l>Hir huſbonde, and eke ſhe both</l>
                  <l>In blacke clothes they hem cloth,</l>
                  <l>And make a great enterement.</l>
                  <l>And for the people ſhall be blent,</l>
                  <l>Of Thayſe as for the remembraunce</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ter the ryall olde vſaunce</l>
                  <l>A tombe of laton noble and ryche</l>
                  <l>with an ymage vnto her lyche</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>gg<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nge aboue thervpon</l>
                  <l>They made, and ſet it vp anon.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Her <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>itaphe of good aſſyſe</l>
                  <l>was wryte about: and in this wyſe</l>
                  <l>It ſpake, O ye that this beholde,</l>
                  <l>L<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> here lyeth ſhe, the which was holde</l>
                  <l>The fayreſt, and the floure of all,</l>
                  <l>whoſe name Thayſis men call.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge of Tyre Appolynus</l>
                  <l>Hir father was, nowe lyeth ſhe thus.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ourtene yere ſhe was of age</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>handeth hir toke to his viage.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>liter Appolinus in regno ſuo apud Tyra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> parliamentum fieri conſtituit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Thus was this falſe treaſon hyd,</l>
                  <l>whiche afterward was wyde kyd,</l>
                  <l>As by the tale a man ſhall here,)</l>
                  <l>But (to declare my matere)</l>
                  <l>To Tyre I thynke tourne ageyne,</l>
                  <l>And telle, (as the cronykes ſeyne,)</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan that the kynge was comen home,</l>
                  <l>And hath lefte in the ſalte fome</l>
                  <l>His wyfe (whiche he may not foryete;)</l>
                  <l>For he ſome comforte wolde gete</l>
                  <l>He lette ſommone a parlement,</l>
                  <l>To whiche the lordes weren aſſent,</l>
                  <l>And of the tyme he hath ben out,</l>
                  <l>He ſeeth the thynges all about:</l>
                  <l>And tolde hem eke howe he hath fare</l>
                  <l>whyle he was out of londe fare;</l>
                  <l>And prayde hem all to abyde,</l>
                  <l>For he wolde at ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>Do ſhape for his wyues mynde,</l>
                  <l>As he that wolde not be vnkynde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Solempne was that ilke offyce,</l>
                  <l>And ryche was the ſacrifice,</l>
                  <l>The feeſt ryally was holde:</l>
                  <l>And therto was he well beholde.</l>
                  <l>For ſuche a wyfe as he had one</l>
                  <l>In thylke dayes was there none.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus poſt parliamentu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Tha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſim pro Thaiſe filia ſua querenda adiit, qua ibide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> non inuenta abinde nauigio receſſit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> this was done, the<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he him thought</l>
                  <l>Vpon his doughter; and beſought</l>
                  <l>Suche of his lordes, as he wolde,</l>
                  <l>That they with hym to Tharſe ſholde</l>
                  <l>To ſette his doughter Thaiſe there;</l>
                  <l>And they anone all redy were.</l>
                  <l>To ſhyp they gone; and forth they went</l>
                  <l>Tyll they the hauen of Tharſe bent,</l>
                  <l>They londe; and fayle of that they ſeche</l>
                  <l>By couerture and ſleyght of ſpeche.</l>
                  <l>This falſe man Strangulio</l>
                  <l>And Dionyſe his wyfe alſo,</l>
                  <l>(That he the better trowe myght)</l>
                  <l>They ladde hym to haue a ſyght,</l>
                  <l>where that hir tombe was arrayed:</l>
                  <l>The laſſe yet he was myſpayde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And netheles (ſo as he durſt)</l>
                  <l>He curſeth, and ſeyth all the worſt</l>
                  <l>Vnto fortune, as to the blynde,</l>
                  <l>whiche can no ſyker wey fynde;</l>
                  <l>For hym ſhe neweth euer amonge</l>
                  <l>And medleth ſorowe with his ſonge.</l>
                  <l>But ſythe it may no better be</l>
                  <l>He thonketh god, and forth goth he</l>
                  <l>Saylynge towarde Tyre ageyne.</l>
                  <l>But ſodeynly the wynde and reyne</l>
                  <l>Began vpon the ſee debate,</l>
                  <l>So that he ſuffre mote algate</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter nauis Appollini ventis agitata po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tum urbis Mitelene in die quo feſta Neptuni ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lebrari conſifeueru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t / applicuit. <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:absed"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>sed</ex>
                  </expan> ipſe pro dolore Thaiſis filie ſue quam mortuam reputabat, in fundo nauis obſcuro iacens ſumen videre noluit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="183" facs="tcp:7065:192"/>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g>The law, which Neptune ordeineth.</l>
                  <l>wherof full oft tyme he pleyneth,</l>
                  <l>And held him wel the more eſmayed</l>
                  <l>Of that he hath tofore aſſayed.</l>
                  <l>So that for pure ſorowe and care</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſeeth this worlde ſo fare,</l>
                  <l>The reſte he leueth of his caban;</l>
                  <l>That (for the counceyl of no man)</l>
                  <l>Ageyne therin he nolde come:</l>
                  <l>But hath beneth his place nome,</l>
                  <l>where he wepinge allone lay,</l>
                  <l>There as be ſawe no lyght of day.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus tofore the wynd they dryue,</l>
                  <l>Tyl longe and lat they arryue</l>
                  <l>with great diſtreſſe (as it was ſene)</l>
                  <l>Vpon this towne of Mytelene,</l>
                  <l>whiche was a noble cite tho.</l>
                  <l>And happeneth thylke tyme ſo</l>
                  <l>The lordes both, and the commune</l>
                  <l>The high feſtes of Neptune</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſtronde at ryuage.</l>
                  <l>(As it was cuſtome and vſage</l>
                  <l>Solempnelych they be ſight.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan they this ſtraunge veſſel ſygh</l>
                  <l>Com in / and hath his ſayle aualed,</l>
                  <l>The towne therof hath ſpoke and taled.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Atenagoras vrbis Mitelene prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceps nauim Appolini inueſtigans, ipſu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſic co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>triſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tatu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> nihil <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> reſpondente<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> conſolari ſatagebat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The lorde, whiche of that cyte was,</l>
                  <l>whoſe name is Atenagoras,</l>
                  <l>was there; and ſayde, he wolde ſe</l>
                  <l>what ſhip it is, and who they be</l>
                  <l>That ben therin: and after ſoune,</l>
                  <l>(whan that he ſigh it was to done)</l>
                  <l>His barge was for him arayed,</l>
                  <l>And he goeth forth, and hath aſſayed.</l>
                  <l>He fonde the ſhyp of great araye:</l>
                  <l>But what thinge it a mownte may,</l>
                  <l>He ſygh they maden heuy chere,</l>
                  <l>But wel him thynketh by the manere</l>
                  <l>That they ben worthy men of blood;</l>
                  <l>And aſketh of hem, howe it ſtode.</l>
                  <l>And they him tellen all the caas,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Howe that her lorde fordryue was,</l>
                  <l>And whiche a ſorowe that he made,</l>
                  <l>Of whiche there may no man him glad.</l>
                  <l>He prayeth that he her lorde may ſe.</l>
                  <l>But they him tolde it may not be;</l>
                  <l>For he lyeth in ſo derke a place</l>
                  <l>That there may no wyght ſe his face.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But for all that (though hem be lothe)</l>
                  <l>He fond the ladder, and doune he goeth</l>
                  <l>And to him ſpake, but none anſwer</l>
                  <l>Ageyne of him ne might he bere</l>
                  <l>For ought that he can do er ſeyne,</l>
                  <l>And thus he goeth him vp ageyn.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter precepto principis, vt Appolinum conſolaretur, Thaiſis cum cithera ſua ad ipſum in obſcuro nauis, vbi iacebat, producta eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Tho was there ſpoke in many wyſe</l>
                  <l>Amongeſt hem, that weren wyſe,</l>
                  <l>Nowe this, nowe that; but at laſt</l>
                  <l>The wyſdome of the towne thus caſt</l>
                  <l>That yonge Thayſe was aſſent.</l>
                  <l>For if there be amendement</l>
                  <l>To glad with this wofull kinge,</l>
                  <l>She can ſo moche of euery thinge</l>
                  <l>That ſhe ſhall glad him anone.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A meſſager for hir is gone,</l>
                  <l>And ſhe came with hir harpe in honde</l>
                  <l>And ſaide hem, that ſhe wolde fonde</l>
                  <l>By all the weyes, that ſhe can,</l>
                  <l>To glad with this ſory man.</l>
                  <l>But what he was, ſhe wyſt nought.</l>
                  <l>But all the ſhyp hir hath beſought</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hir wytte on him diſpende</l>
                  <l>In aunter if he might amende:</l>
                  <l>And ſayn; it ſhall be wel aquyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>whan ſhe hath vnderſtonden it</l>
                  <l>She goeth hir doune, there as he laye;</l>
                  <l>where that ſhe harpeth many a laye,</l>
                  <l>And lyke an aungel ſonge with alle.</l>
                  <l>But he no more than the walle</l>
                  <l>Toke hede of any thinge he herde.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan ſhe ſawe that he ſo ferde,</l>
                  <l>She falleth with him vnto wordes,</l>
                  <l>And telleth him of ſondry bordes,</l>
                  <l>And aſketh him demaundes ſtraunge.</l>
                  <l>whereof ſhe made his herte chaunge:</l>
                  <l>And to hir ſpeche his ere he leyde,</l>
                  <l>And hath meruayle, of that ſhe ſayde.</l>
                  <l>For in prouerbe, and in probleme</l>
                  <l>She ſpake; and had he ſhulde deme</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:193"/>
                  <l>In many a ſubtyle queſtion.</l>
                  <l>But he for no ſuggeſtion</l>
                  <l>whiche towarde hym ſhe coude ſtere,</l>
                  <l>He wolde not one worde anſwere.</l>
                  <l>But (as a mad man) at laſte</l>
                  <l>His heed wepynge awey he caſte,</l>
                  <l>And halfe in wrath he had hir go.</l>
                  <l>But yet ſhe wolde not do ſo,</l>
                  <l>And in the derke forth ſhe gothe</l>
                  <l>Tyll ſhe hym toucheth and he wroth,</l>
                  <l>And after hir with his honde</l>
                  <l>He ſmote, and thus wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſhe him fonde</l>
                  <l>Diſeſed, courteiſly ſhe ſayde;</l>
                  <l>E<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>oy my lorde, I am a mayde:</l>
                  <l>And if ye wyſt, what I am,</l>
                  <l>And out of what lynage I cam,</l>
                  <l>Ye wolde not be ſo ſaluage.</l>
                  <l>with that he ſobreth his courage,</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> ſicut deus deſtinauit paterfilia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> inuen <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap>.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶And put awey his heuy chere.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of hem two a man may lere</l>
                  <l>what is to be ſo ſybbe of bloud.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> wyſt of other howe it ſtode,</l>
                  <l>And yet the father at laſt</l>
                  <l>His herte vpon this mayde caſt,</l>
                  <l>A hathe her loueth kyndely:</l>
                  <l>And yet he wyſt neuer why;</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> all was knowe or that they went.</l>
                  <l>yor god wote her hole entent</l>
                  <l>Her hertes both anone diſcloſeth.</l>
                  <l>This kynge vnto this mayde oppoſeth,</l>
                  <l>And aſketh firſt, what is her name,</l>
                  <l>And where ſhe lerned all this game,</l>
                  <l>And of what kyn ſhe was come.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that hath his wordes nome,</l>
                  <l>Anſwereth, &amp; ſaith: my name is Thayſe</l>
                  <l>That was ſometyme well at ayſe.</l>
                  <l>In Charſe I was forthdrawe &amp; fedde:</l>
                  <l>There I lerned, tyll I was ſpedde</l>
                  <l>Of that I can my father eke</l>
                  <l>I not where that I ſhulde hym ſeke:</l>
                  <l>He was a kynge men tolde me.</l>
                  <l>My mother dreynt in the ſee.</l>
                  <l>Fro poynt to poynt all ſhe hym tolde</l>
                  <l>That ſhe hath longe in herte holde,</l>
                  <l>And neuer durſt make hir mone</l>
                  <l>But onely to this lorde allone;</l>
                  <l>To whom hir herte can not hele</l>
                  <l>Tourne it to wo, tourne it to wele,</l>
                  <l>Tourne it to good, tourne it to harme.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And he tho toke hir in his arme:</l>
                  <l>But ſuche a ioye as he tho made</l>
                  <l>was neuer ſene thus ben they glade</l>
                  <l>That ſory hadden be toforne.</l>
                  <l>Fro this day fortune hath ſworne</l>
                  <l>To ſet hym vpwarde on the whele.</l>
                  <l>"So goth the worlde, now wo, now wele.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Athenagoras Appolinum de naui in hoſpicium honorifice recollegit, et Thaiſim / patre conſenſciente, in vxorem duxit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶This kynge hath founde newe grace,</l>
                  <l>So that out of his derke place,</l>
                  <l>He goth hym vp in to the lyght;</l>
                  <l>And with hym cam that ſwete wyght</l>
                  <l>His doughter Thayſe and forth anone</l>
                  <l>They bothe into the caban gone,</l>
                  <l>whiche was ordeyned for the kynge;</l>
                  <l>And there he dyd of all his thynge,</l>
                  <l>And was arayed ryally:</l>
                  <l>And out he cam all openly,</l>
                  <l>where Athenagoras be fonde</l>
                  <l>whiche was lorde of all the londe.</l>
                  <l>He prayeth the kynge to come and ſe</l>
                  <l>His caſtell bothe, and his cite.</l>
                  <l>And thus they gone forthall in fere</l>
                  <l>This kyng, this lorde, this mayden dere.</l>
                  <l>This lorde tho made hem ryche feſte</l>
                  <l>with euery thynge, whiche was honeſte,</l>
                  <l>To pleſe with this worthy kynge:</l>
                  <l>Ther lacketh hem no maner thynge.</l>
                  <l>But yet for al his noble araye</l>
                  <l>wyueles he was vnto that day,</l>
                  <l>As he that yet was of yonge age.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>So fyl ther in to his corage</l>
                  <l>"The luſty woo, the glad payne</l>
                  <l>"Of loue, whiche no man reſtrayne</l>
                  <l>"Yet neuer myght as now tofore.</l>
                  <l>This lorde thynketh al this world lore</l>
                  <l>But if the kynge wyll done hym grace.</l>
                  <l>He wayteth tyme, he wayteth place,</l>
                  <l>Hym thought his herte wold to breke</l>
                  <l>Tyl he may to this mayde ſpeke,</l>
                  <l>And to hir fader eke alſo</l>
                  <pb n="184" facs="tcp:7065:193" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>For maryage, and it fyl ſo,</l>
                  <l>That all was done, right as he thought,</l>
                  <l>His purpos to an ende he brought;</l>
                  <l>She wedded him as for hir lorde,</l>
                  <l>Thus ben they all of one accorde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualter Appolinus vna cum filia et eius ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rito nauim ingredie<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tes a Mitilena vſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> Tharſim curſum propoſuerunt: <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:absed"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>sed</ex>
                  </expan> Appolinus in ſompnis admottus verſus Epheſim, vt ibide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>in templo Dia ne ſacrificaret, vela per mare diuertit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> al was done right as they wold,</l>
                  <l>The kinge vnto his ſonne tolde</l>
                  <l>Of Tharſe thylke trayterye;</l>
                  <l>And ſayd, howe in his companye</l>
                  <l>His doughter and him ſeluen eke</l>
                  <l>Shall go vengeaunce for to ſeke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The ſhippes were redy ſoune.</l>
                  <l>And whan they ſawe it was to done,</l>
                  <l>withoute let of any went</l>
                  <l>with ſayle vp drawe forth they wente</l>
                  <l>Towarde Tharſe vpon the tyde.</l>
                  <l>But he that wote, what ſhall betyde,</l>
                  <l>The hye god, whiche wolde him kepe;</l>
                  <l>whan that this kinge was faſt a ſlepe</l>
                  <l>By nyghtes tyme he hath him bede</l>
                  <l>To ſayle vnto another ſtede,</l>
                  <l>To Epheſym he bad him drawe</l>
                  <l>And (as it was that tyme lawe)</l>
                  <l>He ſhall do there his ſacryfyce:</l>
                  <l>And eke he bad in all wyſe</l>
                  <l>That in the temple amongeſt all</l>
                  <l>His fortune, as it is befalle</l>
                  <l>Touchinge his doughter, and his wyfe,</l>
                  <l>He ſhall be knowe vpon his lyfe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kinge of this auiſion</l>
                  <l>Hath great ymaginacion</l>
                  <l>what thinge it ſignifye may.</l>
                  <l>And netheleſſe whan it was day</l>
                  <l>He bad caſt anker, and abode.</l>
                  <l>And whyle that he on anker rode,</l>
                  <l>The wynde, that was tofore ſtraunge,</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynte began to chaunge,</l>
                  <l>And torneth thyder, as it ſhulde.</l>
                  <l>Tho knewe he wel, that god it wolde:</l>
                  <l>And bad the mayſter make him yare,</l>
                  <l>Tofore the wynde for he wolde fare</l>
                  <l>To Epheſym; and ſo he dede.</l>
                  <l>And whan he came in to the ſtede</l>
                  <l>where as he ſhulde londe, he londeth;</l>
                  <l>with all the haſte he may and fondeth</l>
                  <l>To ſhapen him in ſuche a wyſe,</l>
                  <l>That he may by the morowe aryſe</l>
                  <l>And done after the maundement</l>
                  <l>Of him, whiche hath him thider ſent.</l>
                  <l>And in the wiſe that he thought</l>
                  <l>Vpon the morowe ſo he wrought.</l>
                  <l>His doughter, and his ſonne he nome,</l>
                  <l>And forth to the temple he come</l>
                  <l>with a great route in companye,</l>
                  <l>His yeftes for to ſacryfye.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The cytezeins tho herden ſeye</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche a kinge, that came to praye</l>
                  <l>Vnto Dyane the goddeſſe:</l>
                  <l>And lefte all other beſyneſſe,</l>
                  <l>They comen thyder for to ſe</l>
                  <l>The kinge and the ſolempnyte.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus Epheſim in templo Dia ne ſacrificans / vxorem ſuam ibidem velatam in uenit, qua ſecum aſſumpta nauim, verſus Tyril regreſſus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ with worthy knyghtes enuyroned</l>
                  <l>The kinge him ſelfe hath abandoned</l>
                  <l>To the temple in good entente.</l>
                  <l>The dore is vp, and in he wente,</l>
                  <l>where as with great deuocion</l>
                  <l>Of holy contemplacion</l>
                  <l>within his herte he made his ſhryfte.</l>
                  <l>And after that a ryche yefte</l>
                  <l>He offreth with great reuerence.</l>
                  <l>And there in open audyence</l>
                  <l>Of hem that ſtoden all aboute,</l>
                  <l>He tolde hem, and declareth oute</l>
                  <l>His happe, ſuche as him is befalle</l>
                  <l>There was no thinge foryete of alle.</l>
                  <l>His wyfe (as it was goddes grace)</l>
                  <l>whiche was profeſſed in the place</l>
                  <l>As ſhe that was abbeſſe there;</l>
                  <l>Vnto his tale hath leyed hir ere,</l>
                  <l>She knewe the voys, and the vyſage:</l>
                  <l>For pure ioy as in a rage</l>
                  <l>She ſtraught to him all at ones,</l>
                  <l>And fyl a ſwoune vpon the ſtones / </l>
                  <l>wherof the temple flore was paued.</l>
                  <l>She was anone with water laued</l>
                  <l>Tyl ſhe came to hir ſelfe ageyne;</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:194"/>
                  <l>And than ſhe began to ſeyne:</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A bleſſed be the hygh ſonde</l>
                  <l>That I may ſe my huſbonde</l>
                  <l>whiche whylom he, and I were one.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The kynge with that knewe hir anone,</l>
                  <l>And toke hir in his arme, and kyſt:</l>
                  <l>And all the towne this ſone it wyſt.</l>
                  <l>Tho was there ioye manyfolde:</l>
                  <l>For euery man this tale hath tolde</l>
                  <l>As for myracle, &amp; weren glade.</l>
                  <l>But neuer man ſuche ioye made</l>
                  <l>As doth the king which hath his wyfe.</l>
                  <l>And whan men herde how that her lyfe</l>
                  <l>was ſaued, and by whom it was,</l>
                  <l>They wondred all of ſuche a cas:</l>
                  <l>Through all the londe aroſe the ſpeche</l>
                  <l>Of mayſter Cerimon the leche,</l>
                  <l>And of the cure whiche he dede.</l>
                  <l>The kynge hym ſelfe tho hath hede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſeke the quene forth with hym</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he the towne of Epheſym</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> leue, and go where as they be:</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> neuer man of his degre</l>
                  <l>Hath do to hem ſo mychell good.</l>
                  <l>And he his profyte vnderſtode,</l>
                  <l>And graunteth with hem for to wende.</l>
                  <l>And thus they maden there an ende:</l>
                  <l>And token leue, and gone to ſhyp</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> had the hole felauſhyp.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Arcelinus vna cum vxore et filia <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>t.</head>
               <l>¶ This king (which now hath his deſire)</l>
               <l>Saith he woll holde his cours to Tyre.</l>
               <l>They hadden wynde at wyll tho,</l>
               <l>with topſayle coole, and forth they go:</l>
               <l>And ſtryken neuer tyll they come</l>
               <l>To Lyre wher as they haue nome,</l>
               <l>And <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>nden hem with mochell blyſſe;</l>
               <l>There was many a mouth to kyſſe,</l>
               <l>Eche one welcometh other home.</l>
               <l>But whan the quene to londe come</l>
               <l>And Thayſe her doughter by her ſyde,</l>
               <l>The whiche ioy was thylke tyde</l>
               <l>There may no mans tunge telle:</l>
               <l>They ſeyden all, here cometh the welle</l>
               <l>Of all womannyſſhe grace.</l>
               <l>The kynge hath take his royall place,</l>
               <l>The quene is in to chambre go.</l>
               <l>There was great feſt arayed tho:</l>
               <l>whan tyme was they gone to mete.</l>
               <l>All olde ſorowes ben foryete,</l>
               <l>And gladen hem with ioyes newe,</l>
               <l>The diſcoloured pale hewe</l>
               <l>Is nowe become a ruddy cheke,</l>
               <l>There was no myrth for to ſeke:</l>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus Athenagord cu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Thaſe vxore ſua ſuper Tyrum coronari fecit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶But euery man hath what he wolde.</l>
                  <l>The kynge (as he well coude and ſhulde)</l>
                  <l>Makth to his people right good chere.</l>
                  <l>And after ſone (as thou ſhalt here)</l>
                  <l>A parlement he had ſommoned,</l>
                  <l>where he his doughter hath coroned</l>
                  <l>Forth with the lorde of Mitelene,</l>
                  <l>That one is kynge, that other quene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus the fathers ordynaunce</l>
                  <l>This londe hath ſet in gouernaunce:</l>
                  <l>And ſayde, that he wolde wende</l>
                  <l>To Tharſe, for to make an ende</l>
                  <l>Of that his doughter was betrayed.</l>
                  <l>wherof were all men well payed,</l>
                  <l>And ſaid, howe it was for to done.</l>
                  <l>The ſhyppes weren redy ſone.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Qualiter Appolinus a Tyro per mare verſus Tharſim iter arripiens, vindictam co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tra Stra<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>gu<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>lionem et Dioniſiam vxorem ſuam ꝓ inuiria, qua<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ipſi ta<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſi filie ſue italeru<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t, iudicialiter affecutus eſt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶A ſtrong power with hym he toke.</l>
                  <l>Vpon the ſkye he caſt his loke</l>
                  <l>And ſygh the wynde was couenable:</l>
                  <l>They hale vp ancre with the cable,</l>
                  <l>They ſeyle on hye, the ſtere on honde,</l>
                  <l>They ſeylen, tyll they come a londe</l>
                  <l>At Tharſe nygh to the cite.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And whan they wyſten it was he,</l>
                  <l>The towne hath done hym reuerence.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>He telleth hem the violence</l>
                  <l>which the traytour Strangulio</l>
                  <l>And Dioniſe hym had do</l>
                  <l>Touchynge his doughter, (as ye herde.)</l>
                  <l>And whan they wyſt, how it ferde,</l>
                  <l>As he whiche pees and loue ſought,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the towne this he beſought</l>
                  <pb n="185" facs="tcp:7065:194"/>
                  <l>To done him right in iugement.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Anone they weren both aſſente,</l>
                  <l>with ſtrengthe of men and comen ſone.</l>
                  <l>And (as hem thought it was to done)</l>
                  <l>Atteyne they weren by the lawe,</l>
                  <l>And demed ſo honged and drawe</l>
                  <l>And brent, and with wynde to blowe,</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde it might knowe.</l>
                  <l>And vpon this condicion</l>
                  <l>The dome in execucion</l>
                  <l>was put anone withoute fayle.</l>
                  <l>And euery man hath great meruayle</l>
                  <l>whiche herde tellen of this chaunce;</l>
                  <l>And thonked goddes purueaunce</l>
                  <l>whiche doth mercy forth with iuſtice.</l>
                  <l>Slain is the mordrer, and the mordrice</l>
                  <l>Through very trouth of rightwyſneſſe:</l>
                  <l>And through mercy ſaue is ſimpleſſe</l>
                  <l>Of hir, whom mercy preſerueth.</l>
                  <l>"Thus hath he wel, that wel deſerueth.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Qualiter Arteſtrate Pe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tapolim rege mortuo, ipſi de regno epiſtolas ſuper hoc Appolino direx erunt. Vnde Appolinus vna cum vxore ſua ibide<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> aduenientes ad decus imperii cum magno gaudio coronati ſunt.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>☞ whan al this thinge is done &amp; ended,</l>
                  <l>This kinge (whiche loued was &amp; frended)</l>
                  <l>A letter hath, whiche came to hym</l>
                  <l>By ſhip fro Pentapolym;</l>
                  <l>In whiche the londe hath to him wrytte</l>
                  <l>That he wolde vnderſtonde and wyte</l>
                  <l>Howe in good mynde and in good pees</l>
                  <l>Deed is the kinge Arteſtrates:</l>
                  <l>wherof they all of one accorde</l>
                  <l>Him prayden (as her lyege lorde)</l>
                  <l>That be the letter wol receyue</l>
                  <l>And come, his reygne to receyue</l>
                  <l>whiche god hath yeue him, and fortune:</l>
                  <l>And thus beſought the commune</l>
                  <l>Forthwith the great lordes all.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>This kinge ſighe howe it is befalle:</l>
                  <l>Fro Tharſe and in proſperite</l>
                  <l>He toke his leue of that cyte</l>
                  <l>And goeth him in to ſhip ayene.</l>
                  <l>The wynde was good, theſe was pleyne,</l>
                  <l>Hem nedeth not a ryffe to ſlake</l>
                  <l>Tyl they Pentapolym haue take.</l>
                  <l>The loude which herde of that tydinge,</l>
                  <l>was wonder glad of his cominge,</l>
                  <l>He reſteth him a day or two;</l>
                  <l>And toke his counceyl to him tho</l>
                  <l>And ſet a tyme of parlement;</l>
                  <l>where al the londe of one aſſente</l>
                  <l>Forthwith his wyfe haue him croned,</l>
                  <l>where all good him was forſoned.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo what it is to be wel grounded.</l>
                  <l>For he hath fyrſt his loue founded</l>
                  <l>Honeſtly as for to wedde,</l>
                  <l>Honeſtly his loue he ſpedde,</l>
                  <l>And had chyldren with his wyfe,</l>
                  <l>And as him lyſt he led his lyfe.</l>
                  <l>And in enſaumple his lyfe was wryte</l>
                  <l>That all louers mighten wyt</l>
                  <l>Howe at laſte it ſhal be ſene</l>
                  <l>Of loue what they wolden mene.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For ſe nowe on that other ſyde</l>
                  <l>Antiochus with all his pryde</l>
                  <l>whiche ſet his loue vnkyndely,</l>
                  <l>His ende had ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>Set ageyn kynde vpon vengeaunce,</l>
                  <l>And for his luſt hath his penaunce.</l>
                  <l>¶ Lo thus my ſonne might thou ler<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>what is to loue in good manere,</l>
                  <l>And what to loue in other wyſe.</l>
                  <l>"The mede aryſeth of the ſeruyce,</l>
                  <l>Fortune though ſhe be not ſtable,</l>
                  <l>yet at ſomtyme is fauourable</l>
                  <l>To hem, that ben of loue trewe.</l>
                  <l>But certes it is for to rewe</l>
                  <l>To ſe loue ageyn kynde falle:</l>
                  <l>For that makth ſore a man to falle,</l>
                  <l>(As thou might of tofore rede.)</l>
                  <l>For thy my ſonne I wolde the rede</l>
                  <l>To let all other loue a weye,</l>
                  <l>But if it be through ſuche aweye</l>
                  <l>As loue and reaſon wold accorde.</l>
                  <l>For elles if that thou diſcorde</l>
                  <l>And take luſte as doeth a beſte,</l>
                  <l>Thy loue may nought ben honeſte.</l>
                  <l>For (by no ſkyl that I fynde)</l>
                  <l>Suche luſte is nought of loues kynde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Confeſſio amantis / vnde pro finali concluſio<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ne conſilium confeſſoris impetrat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶My fader howe ſo that it ſtonde</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:195"/>
                  <l>Your tale is herde, and vnderſtonde.</l>
                  <l>As thinge, whiche worthy is to here</l>
                  <l>Of great enſaumple and great matere</l>
                  <l>wherof my fader god you quyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But in this poynte my ſelfe acquyte</l>
                  <l>I may right wel, that neuer yet</l>
                  <l>I was aſſoted in my wyt</l>
                  <l>But onely in that worthy place,</l>
                  <l>where all luſt and all grace</l>
                  <l>Is ſet, if that Daunger ne were</l>
                  <l>But that is all my moſte fere.</l>
                  <l>I not what ye fortune acoumpte.</l>
                  <l>But what thinge Daunger may amou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>te</l>
                  <l>I wot wel: for I haue aſſayed.</l>
                  <l>For whan myn hert is beſte arayed</l>
                  <l>And I haue all my wyt through ſought</l>
                  <l>Of loue to beſeche hir ought</l>
                  <l>For all that euer I ſyke may</l>
                  <l>I am concluded with a nay.</l>
                  <l>That o ſillable hath ouer throwe</l>
                  <l>A thouſand wordes on a rowe</l>
                  <l>Of ſuche as I beſt ſpeke can</l>
                  <l>Thus am I but a leude man.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But fader, for ye ben a clerke</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and this matere is derke</l>
                  <l>And I can euer lenger the laſſe,</l>
                  <l>(But yet I may not lete it paſſe)</l>
                  <l>Your hole counceyl I beſeche</l>
                  <l>That ye me by ſome weye teche,</l>
                  <l>what is my beſt, as for an ende.</l>
                  <l>¶ My ſonne vnto the trouth wende</l>
                  <l>Nowe woll I for the loue of the</l>
                  <l>And lete all other tryfles be.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic ſuper amoris cauſa finita confeſſione, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> Genius ea / que ſibi ſalubrius expedi <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> conſilio finaliter iniungit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶The more that the nede is bye</l>
                  <l>The more it nedeth to be ſlye</l>
                  <l>To him whiche hath the nede on honde</l>
                  <l>I haue well herde and vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>My ſonne, all that thou haſt me ſeyed:</l>
                  <l>And eke of that thou haſt me prayed</l>
                  <l>Nowe at this tyme that I ſhall</l>
                  <l>As for concluſion final</l>
                  <l>Counceyl vpon thy nede ſet,</l>
                  <l>So thinke I fynally to knette</l>
                  <l>Thy cauſe, there it is to broke</l>
                  <l>And make an ende of that is ſpoke.</l>
                  <l>For I behight the that gyfte:</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt whan thou come vnder my ſhryft</l>
                  <l>That though I towarde Venus were</l>
                  <l>Yet ſpake I ſuche wordes there</l>
                  <l>That for the preſthode, whiche I haue</l>
                  <l>Myn order, and myn eſtate to ſaue</l>
                  <l>I ſayde, I wolde of myn offyce</l>
                  <l>To vertu more than to vyce</l>
                  <l>Enclyne, and teche the my lore.</l>
                  <l>For thy to ſpeken ouermore</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche the may auayle.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Take loue, where it may auayle.</l>
                  <l>For as of this, whiche thou arte in</l>
                  <l>By that thou ſeeſt it is a ſynne,</l>
                  <l>And ſynne may no pryce deſerue,</l>
                  <l>whithoute pryce and who ſhall ſerue</l>
                  <l>I note what proffyt might auayle.</l>
                  <l>This foloweth it, if thou trauayle</l>
                  <l>where thou no proffyt haſt ne pryce,</l>
                  <l>Thou arte towarde thy ſelfe vnwyſe</l>
                  <l>And ſyth thou mighteſt luſt atteyne,</l>
                  <l>Of euery luſt the ende is peyne.</l>
                  <l>And euery peyne is good to flee,</l>
                  <l>So is it wonder thinge to ſe,</l>
                  <l>why ſuche a thynge ſhall be deſyred</l>
                  <l>The more that a ſtocke is fyred</l>
                  <l>The rather in to aſſhe it torneth.</l>
                  <l>The fote, which in the weye ſporneth</l>
                  <l>Full ofte his hede hath ouerthrowe</l>
                  <l>Thus loue is blynde, and can not knowe</l>
                  <l>where that he goeth, tyl he be falle.</l>
                  <l>For thy but if it ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>with good counceyle that he be ladde</l>
                  <l>Hym ought for to ben a drad.</l>
                  <l>For counceyl paſſeth all thinge</l>
                  <l>To him, whiche thinketh to ben a kinge</l>
                  <l>And euery man for his partye</l>
                  <l>A kyngdome hath to iuſtifye.</l>
                  <l>That is to ſeyn his owne dome.</l>
                  <l>If he miſrule that kyngdome</l>
                  <l>He leſeth him ſelfe, that is more</l>
                  <l>Than if he loſt ſhyp and ore</l>
                  <l>And all the worldes good with alle.</l>
                  <l>For what man that in ſpeciall</l>
                  <l>Hath not him ſelfe he hath not els.</l>
                  <l>No more the perles than the ſhels</l>
                  <l>Al is to him of o value</l>
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                  <l>Though he had all his retynewe</l>
                  <l>The wyde worlde ryght as he wolde</l>
                  <l>whan he his herte hath not with holde</l>
                  <l>Towarde him ſelfe, al is in vayne</l>
                  <l>And thus my ſonne I wolde ſeyne</l>
                  <l>As I ſayd er, that thou aryſe</l>
                  <l>Er that thou falle in ſuche awyſe</l>
                  <l>That thou ne might thy ſelfe recouer</l>
                  <l>For loue which that blynde was euer</l>
                  <l>Makth all his ſeruauntes blynde alſo,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne and if thou haue ben ſo</l>
                  <l>Yet is it tyme to withdrawe</l>
                  <l>And ſet thyn herte vnder that lawe</l>
                  <l>The whiche of reaſon is gouerned</l>
                  <l>And not of wylle: and to be lerned</l>
                  <l>Enſaumple thou haſt many one</l>
                  <l>Of nowe and eke of tyme a gone,</l>
                  <l>That euery luſt is but a whyle</l>
                  <l>And who that wyl him ſelfe begyle</l>
                  <l>He may the rather be diſceyued.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne nowe thou haſt conceyued</l>
                  <l>Somwhat of that I wolde mene</l>
                  <l>Here afterwarde it ſhall be ſene</l>
                  <l>If that thou leue vpon my lore.</l>
                  <l>For I can do to the no more</l>
                  <l>But teche the, the ryght weye</l>
                  <l>Nowe cheſe, if thou wylt lyue or deye.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur de controuerſia, que in ter confeſ<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſorem et amantem in fine confeſſionis verſabatur</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ My fader ſo as I haue herde</l>
                  <l>Your tale, but it were anſwerde</l>
                  <l>I were mochel for to blame.</l>
                  <l>My wo to you is but a game,</l>
                  <l>That feleth not of that I fele.</l>
                  <l>The felynge of a mans hele</l>
                  <l>May not be lykened to the herte,</l>
                  <l>I nought though I wolde a ſterte</l>
                  <l>And ye be fre frome all the peyne</l>
                  <l>Of loue, wherof I me pleyne,</l>
                  <l>It is right eaſy to commaunde.</l>
                  <l>The herte / which fre goeth on the lau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
                  <l>Not of an oxe what him eyleth,</l>
                  <l>It falleth ofte a man merueyleth</l>
                  <l>Of that he ſeeth another fare.</l>
                  <l>But if he knewe him ſelfe the fare</l>
                  <l>And felte it, as it is in ſoth,</l>
                  <l>He ſhulde do right as he doth</l>
                  <l>Or elles wors in his degre.</l>
                  <l>For wel I wote and ſo do ye</l>
                  <l>That loue hath euer yet ben vſed,</l>
                  <l>So mote I nede ben excuſed.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But fader if ye wolde thus</l>
                  <l>Vnto Cupyde and to Venus</l>
                  <l>Be frendly toward my quarele</l>
                  <l>So that my herte were in hele</l>
                  <l>Of loue, whiche is in my breſte</l>
                  <l>I wote wel than a better preſte</l>
                  <l>was neuer made to my behoue,</l>
                  <l>But all the whyle that I houe</l>
                  <l>In none certeyn betwene the two,</l>
                  <l>I not where I to wel or wo</l>
                  <l>Shall torne: that is all my drede,</l>
                  <l>So that I not what is to rede.</l>
                  <l>But for fynall concluſion</l>
                  <l>I thynke a ſupplicacion</l>
                  <l>with playne wordes and expreſſe</l>
                  <l>wryte vnto Venus the goddeſſe,</l>
                  <l>The whiche I praye you to bere</l>
                  <l>And brynge ageyne a good anſwere.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Tho was betwene my preſte and me</l>
                  <l>Debate, and great perplexite.</l>
                  <l>My reaſon vnderſtode him wele</l>
                  <l>And knewe it was ſoth euery dele</l>
                  <l>That he hath ſayd, but not for thy</l>
                  <l>My wylle hath no thynge ſet there by</l>
                  <l>For towchinge of ſo wyſe a porte</l>
                  <l>It is vnto loue no diſporte.</l>
                  <l>Yet might neuer man beholde</l>
                  <l>Reaſon, where loue was withholde.</l>
                  <l>They be not of o gouernaunce.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus we fellen in diſtaunce</l>
                  <l>My preſte and I, but I ſpake fayre</l>
                  <l>And through my wordes debonayre</l>
                  <l>Than at laſt we accorden</l>
                  <l>So that he ſayth, he wyl accorden</l>
                  <l>To ſpeke, and ſtonde on my ſyde</l>
                  <l>To Venus both and to Cupyde,</l>
                  <l>And bad me wryte, what I wolde.</l>
                  <l>And ſayd me truly that he ſhulde</l>
                  <l>My letter here vn to the quene.</l>
                  <l>And I ſat downe vpon the grene</l>
                  <l>Fulfylled of loues fantaſy</l>
                  <l>And with the teres of myn eye</l>
                  <l>In ſtede of ynke, I gan to wryte</l>
                  <l>The wordes, whiche I wol endite.</l>
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                  <l>Vnto Cupyde and to Venus</l>
                  <l>And in my letter I ſayde thus.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Hic tractat formam cuiuſdam ſupplicatio nis, quam ex parte amantis per manus Genii ſa cerdotis ſui, Venus ſibi porrectam acceptabat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>
                     <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> The wofull payne of loues maladye</l>
                  <l>Ageine the which may no phiſike auaile</l>
                  <l>My herte hath ſo be wapped with ſotye</l>
                  <l>That where ſo that I reſte or trauayle</l>
                  <l>I fynde it euer redy to aſſayle</l>
                  <l>My reſon, whiche can not him defende</l>
                  <l>Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſeche I help wherof I might ame<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>de</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Fyrſt to nature if that I me compleyne</l>
                  <l>There finde I bowe that euery creature</l>
                  <l>So<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>time a yere hath loue in his demayne</l>
                  <l>So that the lytel wrenne in his meſure</l>
                  <l>Haue of kynde loue vnder his cure</l>
                  <l>And I but one deſyre, whiche I mys</l>
                  <l>So but I, hath euery kynde his blys</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The reſon of my wytte it ouerpaſſeth</l>
                  <l>Of that nature techeth me the weye</l>
                  <l>To loue, &amp; yet no certeyn ſhe compaſſeth</l>
                  <l>How ſhal I ſpede &amp; thꝰ betwen the twey</l>
                  <l>I ſtonde, and not if I ſhall lyue or deye</l>
                  <l>For though reaſon ageyn my wil debate</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ay not flee, that I ne loue algate.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vpon my ſelfe this ilke tale come</l>
                  <l>How whilom Pan, whiche is the god of kinde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>th loue wreſtled, &amp; is ouercom</l>
                  <l>For euer I wraſtle, &amp; euer I am behynde</l>
                  <l>That I no ſtrengthe in al my herte finde</l>
                  <l>wherof that I may ſtonden any throwe</l>
                  <l>So for my wyt with loue is ouerthrowe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>who<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> nedeth help, he mot his help craue</l>
                  <l>Or helples he ſhal his nede ſpylle</l>
                  <l>Pleinly throughout my wittes al I haue</l>
                  <l>But none of hem can helpe after my wyl</l>
                  <l>And alſo wel I myght ſyt ſtylle</l>
                  <l>As pray vnto my lady of any helpe</l>
                  <l>Thus wote I not wherof my ſelf to yelp</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Vnto the great Ioue and if I byd</l>
                  <l>To do me grace of thilke ſwete tonne</l>
                  <l>whiche vnder key, in his ſeller<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>Lieth couched, that fortune is ouercome</l>
                  <l>But of the bitter cuppe I haue bego<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>I not howe ofte, &amp; thus I finde no game</l>
                  <l>For euer I aſke, &amp; euer it is the ſame.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I ſe the worlde ſtonde euer vpon chau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge</l>
                  <l>Now wi<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>des lowd, now the weder ſofte</l>
                  <l>I may ſeeke the great mone chaune</l>
                  <l>And thing which now is low is eft alofte</l>
                  <l>The dredful werres in to pes ful ofte</l>
                  <l>They torne, &amp; euer is Dau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ger in o place</l>
                  <l>which wil chau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ge his wil to do me grace</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But vpon this the great clerke Ouyde</l>
                  <l>Of loue wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> he makth his reme<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>brau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>He ſayth: ther is the blynd god Cupide</l>
                  <l>The which hath loue vnder gouernau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ce</l>
                  <l>And in honde with many a firy launce</l>
                  <l>He wondeth ofte, where he wol not hele</l>
                  <l>And that ſomdele is cauſe of my quarele</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Ouyd eke ſayth, that loue to parforme</l>
                  <l>Sta<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>t in the bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d of Venus the goddeſſe,</l>
                  <l>But wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſhe takth cou<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ceil with Saturn</l>
                  <l>Ther is no grace, &amp; in that tyme I geſſe</l>
                  <l>Began my loue, of which myn heuineſſe</l>
                  <l>Is now &amp; euer ſhall, but if I ſpede</l>
                  <l>So wot I not my ſelfe what is to rede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy to you Cupyde &amp; Venus both</l>
                  <l>with all my hertes obeyſaunce I praye</l>
                  <l>If ye were at fyrſt tyme wrothe</l>
                  <l>whan I began to loue, I you ſaye</l>
                  <l>Nowe ſtynte, and do this fortune awaye</l>
                  <l>So that Dau<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ger which ſtont of retynew</l>
                  <l>with my lady, his place may remewe</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou Cupyde god of loues lawe</l>
                  <l>That with thi dart bre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ning haſt ſet a fire</l>
                  <l>My herte, do that wounde bewithdraw</l>
                  <l>Or yeue me ſalue, ſuche as I deſyre</l>
                  <l>For ſeruice in thy courte withouten hire</l>
                  <l>To me, which euer hath kept thin beſte</l>
                  <l>May neuer be to loues lawe honeſte,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>O thou gentel Venus loues quen<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </l>
                  <l>without gilte thou doſt on me thi wrech</l>
                  <pb n="187" facs="tcp:7065:196"/>
                  <l>Thou wot<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>t my pein is ouer alich grene</l>
                  <l>For loue, &amp; yet I may i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> not <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>reche</l>
                  <l>Thus wolde I for my laſt worde beſeche</l>
                  <l>That thou <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y loue acquite, as I deſerue</l>
                  <l>Or elles do me playnly for to ſterue.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic loquitur, qualiter Venus accepta amantis ſupplicacione, indilate ad ſingula reſpondit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ whan I this ſupplycacion</l>
                  <l>with good delyberacion</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe as ye nowe wyte</l>
                  <l>Had after myn entente wryte</l>
                  <l>Vnto Cupyde and to Venus</l>
                  <l>This preeſt, whiche hight Ge<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>yus</l>
                  <l>It toke on bonde to preſente,</l>
                  <l>On my meſſage and forth he wente</l>
                  <l>To Venus, for to wit hir wylle</l>
                  <l>And I bod in the place ſtylle</l>
                  <l>And was there but a lytell whyle</l>
                  <l>Not full the mountaunce of a myle</l>
                  <l>whan I behelde, and ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>I ſigh where Venus ſtode me by.</l>
                  <l>So as I might, vnder a tree</l>
                  <l>To grounde I felle vpon knee</l>
                  <l>And preyed hir for to do me grace,</l>
                  <l>She caſt hir chere vpon my face</l>
                  <l>And as it were baluynge a game</l>
                  <l>She aſketh me, what was my name.</l>
                  <l>Madame I ſaide, Iohan Gower.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Now Iohan, quod ſhe, in my power</l>
                  <l>Thou muſt as of thy loue ſtonde</l>
                  <l>For I thy bylle haue vnderſtonde</l>
                  <l>In whiche to Cupyde and to me</l>
                  <l>Somdele thou haſt compleyned the</l>
                  <l>And ſomdele to nature alſo,</l>
                  <l>But that ſhall ſtonde amonge you two,</l>
                  <l>For therof haue I not to done,</l>
                  <l>For nature is vnder the mone</l>
                  <l>Mayſtreſſe of euery lyues kynde.</l>
                  <l>But if ſo be that ſhe may fynde</l>
                  <l>Some holy man, that wyl withdrawe</l>
                  <l>Hir kyndely luſt ageyne hir lawe,</l>
                  <l>But ſelde whan it falleth ſo</l>
                  <l>For fewe men there ben of tho.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But of theſe other ynough there be</l>
                  <l>whiche of her owne nycite</l>
                  <l>Ageyn nature and hir offyce</l>
                  <l>Delyten hem in ſondry vice</l>
                  <l>wherof that ſhe full ofte hath pleyned</l>
                  <l>And eke my courte it hath diſdeyned</l>
                  <l>And euer ſhall: for it receyueth</l>
                  <l>None ſuche, that kynde ſo diſceyueth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For all onelyche of gentyll loue</l>
                  <l>My courte ſtont, all courtes aboue</l>
                  <l>And taketh nought into retynewe</l>
                  <l>But thynge, whiche is to kynde dewe</l>
                  <l>For els it ſhall be refuſed</l>
                  <l>wherof I holde the excuſed.</l>
                  <l>For it is many dayes gone</l>
                  <l>That thou amonge hem were one</l>
                  <l>whiche of my courte haſt be withholde</l>
                  <l>So that the more I am beholde</l>
                  <l>Of thy diſeaſe to commune</l>
                  <l>And to remewe that fortune</l>
                  <l>whiche many dayes hath the greued.</l>
                  <l>But if my counſayle may be leued</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be eaſed or thou go</l>
                  <l>Of thilke vnſely ioly wo,</l>
                  <l>wherof thou ſayſt thyn hert is fyred.</l>
                  <l>But as of that thou haſt deſyred</l>
                  <l>After the ſentence of thy bylle,</l>
                  <l>Thou muſt therof done at my wyll</l>
                  <l>And I therof me woll aduyſe:</l>
                  <l>For be thou hole, it ſhall ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>My medicine is not to ſeke</l>
                  <l>The whiche is holſome to the ſeke</l>
                  <l>Not all perchaunce as ye it wolde</l>
                  <l>But ſo as ye by reaſon ſholde,</l>
                  <l>Accordaunt vnto loues kynde.</l>
                  <l>For in the plyte, whiche I the fynde</l>
                  <l>So as my courte it hath awarded</l>
                  <l>Thou ſhalt be duely rewarded.</l>
                  <l>And if thou woldeſt more craue</l>
                  <l>It is no right that thou it haue.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Qui cupit id, <expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> habere nequit, ſua tempora ꝑdit,</l>
                  <l>Eſt vbi non poſſe velle, ſalute carer.</l>
                  <l>Non aeſtatis opus gelidis hirſuta capillos</l>
                  <l>Cum calor abceſsit aequiparabit hyems.</l>
                  <l>Sicut habet maius non dat naturae decembri</l>
                  <l>Nec poterit compar floribus eſſe lutum.</l>
                  <l>Sic ne<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> decrepita ſenum iuuenile voluptas</l>
                  <l>Floret in obſequium, quod Venus ipſa petit.</l>
                  <l>Conueniens ignur foret, vt qd cana ſenectus</l>
                  <l>Attigit, vlterius corpora caſta colant.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb facs="tcp:7065:197"/>
               <head>Hic co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tra quoſcu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> viros inueteratos amoris co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>
                  <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cupiſcentia<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> affectantes loquitur Venus, huius<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> amantis confeſſi ſupplicationem quaſi deridens, ipſum pro eo ꝙ ſeneſcit, debilis eſt, multis exhor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tationibus inſufficientem redarguit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶Venus whiche ſtant without lawe</l>
                  <l>In none certeyne, but as men drawe</l>
                  <l>Of Ragman vpon the chaunce</l>
                  <l>She leyth no peyſe in the balance,</l>
                  <l>But as her lyketh for to weye</l>
                  <l>The trewe man full ofte awey</l>
                  <l>She put, whiche hath her grace bede</l>
                  <l>And ſette an vntrue in his ſtede.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo thus blyndly the world ſhe demeth</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe as to me ſemeth,</l>
                  <l>I not what other men wolde ſeyn,</l>
                  <l>But I algate am ſo beſeyne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd ſtonde as one amongeſt all</l>
                  <l>w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>che am out of hir grace fall,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>edeth take no wytneſſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> ſhe, whiche ſayde is the goddeſſe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> whether parte of loue it wende</l>
                  <l>Hath ſette me for a fynall ende</l>
                  <l>The poynt wherto that I ſhal holde.</l>
                  <l>F<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> whan ſhe hath me well beholde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aluynge of ſcorne ſhe ſayd thus:</l>
                  <l>Thou woſt well that I am Venus</l>
                  <l>whiche all onely my luſtes ſeche.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> well I wote though thou beſeche</l>
                  <l>My loue, luſtes ben there none</l>
                  <l>whiche I may take in thy perſone.</l>
                  <l>For loues luſte and lockes hore</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> chambre accorden neuermore.</l>
                  <l>And though thou feyne a yonge corage</l>
                  <l>I<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſheweth well by thy vyſage</l>
                  <l>That olde gryſell is no ſole</l>
                  <l>There ben full many yeres ſtole,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>to the, and ſuche other mo</l>
                  <l>That outwarde feynen youth ſo</l>
                  <l>And ben within of poore aſſay.</l>
                  <l>My herte wolde, and I ne may</l>
                  <l>Is nought beloued nowe a dayes,</l>
                  <l>E<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> thou make any ſuche aſſayes</l>
                  <l>To loue, and faylle vpon thy fete</l>
                  <l>Better is to make a beau retrete.</l>
                  <l>For though thou myghteſt loue atteyne</l>
                  <l>Yet were it but an ydell peyne</l>
                  <l>whan thou arte not ſuffiſaunte,</l>
                  <l>To holde loue his couenaunte,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For thy take home thy herte ageyn</l>
                  <l>That thou traueyle not in veyn</l>
                  <l>wherof my courte may be dyſceyued.</l>
                  <l>I wote, and haue it wel conceyued</l>
                  <l>Howe that thy wylle is good ynough.</l>
                  <l>But more behoueth to the plough</l>
                  <l>wherof the lacketh as I trowe</l>
                  <l>So ſyt it wel, that thou beknowe</l>
                  <l>Thy feble eſtate er thou begyn</l>
                  <l>Thing, wher thou might none ende win.</l>
                  <l>what bargeyn ſhulde a man aſſaye</l>
                  <l>whan that him lacketh for to paye?</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne if that thou wel bethought</l>
                  <l>This toucheth the, foryete it nought,</l>
                  <l>The thinge is torned in to was</l>
                  <l>The whiche was whylome grene gras</l>
                  <l>Is wethered hey, as tyme nowe</l>
                  <l>For thy my counceyl is that thou</l>
                  <l>Remembre wel, howe thou arte olde.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>☞ Qualiter ſuper deriſoriam Veneris exhorta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cionem contriſtatus amans quaſi mortuus in te<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ram coruit, vbi vt ſibi videbatur, Cupidinem cum innumera multitudine nuper amantum varus tur<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>mis aſſiſtenciam conſpiciebat.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶whan Venus hath hir tale tolde</l>
                  <l>That I bethought was all aboute</l>
                  <l>And wyſt wel withouten doubte</l>
                  <l>That there was no recouerire</l>
                  <l>And as a man the blaſe of fyre</l>
                  <l>with water quencheth, ſo ferde I,</l>
                  <l>A colde me caught ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>For ſorowe that my herte made</l>
                  <l>My dedely face pale and fade</l>
                  <l>Becam, and ſwoune I fyl to grounde.</l>
                  <l>And as I lay the ſame ſtounde</l>
                  <l>Ne fully quycke, ne fully dede</l>
                  <l>Me thought I ſawe tofore myn heed</l>
                  <l>Cupyde with his bowe bente</l>
                  <l>And lyke vnto a parlement</l>
                  <l>whiche were ordeyned for the nones</l>
                  <l>with him cam all the worlde attones</l>
                  <l>Of gentyl folke, that whylome were</l>
                  <l>Louers, I ſawe hem all there</l>
                  <l>Forth with Cupyde in ſondry rowtes.</l>
                  <l>Myn eye I caſte all aboutes</l>
                  <pb n="188" facs="tcp:7065:197"/>
                  <l>To knowe amonge hem who was who</l>
                  <l>I ſygh where luſty yongth tho</l>
                  <l>As he whiche was a capteyn,</l>
                  <l>Before all other vpon the pleyne</l>
                  <l>Stode with his rout well begon.</l>
                  <l>Her deedes kempt, and thervpon</l>
                  <l>Garlondes, not of one colour,</l>
                  <l>Some of the lefe, ſome of the floure.</l>
                  <l>And ſome of great perles were.</l>
                  <l>The newe guyſe of Beme was there</l>
                  <l>with ſondry thynges well deuyſed</l>
                  <l>I ſe, wherof they be queyntyſed</l>
                  <l>It was all luſt, that they with ferde.</l>
                  <l>There was no ſonge that I ne herde</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto loue was touchynge.</l>
                  <l>Of Pan, and all that was lykynge</l>
                  <l>As in pypynge of melody</l>
                  <l>was herde in thilke company</l>
                  <l>So loude, that on euery ſyde</l>
                  <l>It thought that all the heuen cryde</l>
                  <l>In ſuche accorde, and ſuche a ſowne</l>
                  <l>Of humbarde, and of clariowne,</l>
                  <l>with cornemuſe, and ſhalmele,</l>
                  <l>That it was halfe a mannes hele</l>
                  <l>So glad a noyſe for to here.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as me thought in this manere</l>
                  <l>All freſſhe I ſigh hem ſprynge &amp; daunce</l>
                  <l>And do to loue her entendaunce</l>
                  <l>After the luſt of yongthes beſte</l>
                  <l>There was inough of ioy and feſt.</l>
                  <l>For euer amonge they laugh and pley</l>
                  <l>And put Care out of the weye</l>
                  <l>That he with hem ne ſat ne ſtode.</l>
                  <l>And ouer this I vnderſtode</l>
                  <l>So as myn ere myght areche</l>
                  <l>The moſte matere of her ſpeche</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶De nominibus illorum nuper amantu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> qui tune amanti ſpaſmato aliqui inuenes, aliqui ſenes ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parnerunt. Senes autem precipue tam erga deu<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> 
                  <expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abquam"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>quam</ex>
                  </expan> deam amoris pro ſanitate amantis recupara<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>da multiplicatis precibus miſericorditer inflabant.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>It was of knyghtode &amp; of armes.</l>
                  <l>And what it is to lygge in armes</l>
                  <l>with loue, whan it is acheued</l>
                  <l>Ther was Triſtram, which was beloued</l>
                  <l>with hele I ſolde: and Lancelot</l>
                  <l>Stode with Gonnor: and Galahot</l>
                  <l>with his lady: &amp; as me thought</l>
                  <l>I ſawe where Iaſon with hym brought</l>
                  <l>His loue, whiche Creuſa hyght.</l>
                  <l>And Hercules, whiche mochell myght,</l>
                  <l>was there, bearynge his great mace.</l>
                  <l>And moſte of all in thilke place</l>
                  <l>He payneth hym to make chere</l>
                  <l>with Iolen, whiche was hym dere.</l>
                  <l>Theſeus though he were vntrewe</l>
                  <l>To loue, as all women knewe,</l>
                  <l>Yet was he there netheles</l>
                  <l>with Phedra, whiche to loue he ches,</l>
                  <l>Of grece eke there was Thelamon</l>
                  <l>whiche fro the kyng Laomedon</l>
                  <l>At Troye his doughter reſte away.</l>
                  <l>Eſeonen, as for his preye</l>
                  <l>whiche take was, whan Iaſon cam</l>
                  <l>Fro Colchos, and the cite nam</l>
                  <l>In vengeaunce of the fyrſt hate</l>
                  <l>That made hem after to debate</l>
                  <l>whan Pryamus the newe towne</l>
                  <l>Hath made, and in a vyſiowne</l>
                  <l>Me thought that I ſygh alſo</l>
                  <l>Hector forth with his bretherne two</l>
                  <l>Hym ſelfe ſtode with Penthaſilee</l>
                  <l>And nexte to hym I myght ſe</l>
                  <l>where Parys ſtode with fayre Helayne</l>
                  <l>whiche was his ioye ſouerayne.</l>
                  <l>And Troylus ſtode with Creſeyde</l>
                  <l>But euer amonge though he playde</l>
                  <l>By ſemblant he was heuy chered.</l>
                  <l>For Dyomede, as hym was lered</l>
                  <l>Claymeth to be his partynere.</l>
                  <l>And thus full many a bachelere</l>
                  <l>A thouſande mo than I can ſeyne</l>
                  <l>with yongth I ſigh there well beſeyne</l>
                  <l>Forth with her loues glad &amp; blyth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And ſome I ſygh, whiche ofte ſythe</l>
                  <l>Compleynen hem in otherwyſe.</l>
                  <l>Amonge the whiche I ſawe Narcyſe,</l>
                  <l>And Pyrramus, that ſory were.</l>
                  <l>The worthy greke alſo was there</l>
                  <l>Achilles, whiche for loue deyed.</l>
                  <l>Agamemnon eke as men ſeyed</l>
                  <l>And Menelay the kynge alſo</l>
                  <l>I ſygh, with many an other mo</l>
                  <l>whiche hadden be fortuned ſore</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe: And ouermore</l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:7065:198" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>Of women in the ſame caas</l>
                  <l>with hem I ſigh where Dido was</l>
                  <l>Forſake whiche was with Aene.</l>
                  <l>And Philis eke I might ſe</l>
                  <l>whom Demephon deſceyued had.</l>
                  <l>And Ariadne hir ſorowe lad</l>
                  <l>For Theſeus hir ſyſter toke</l>
                  <l>And hir vnkindly forſoke.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I ſigh there eke amonge the prees</l>
                  <l>Compleyninge vpon Hercules</l>
                  <l>His fyrſt loue Deianyre</l>
                  <l>whiche ſet him afterward a fyre.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Medea was there eke, and pleyneth</l>
                  <l>Vpon Iaſon, for that he feyneth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>hout cauſe and toke a newe</l>
                  <l>The ſayde, fye on all vntrewe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>I ſygh there Deidamie</l>
                  <l>whiche had loſte the companye</l>
                  <l>Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>hilles, whan Dyomede</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>roye him ſet vpon the nede.</l>
                  <l>Amo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ge thyſe other vpon the grene</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> alſo the wofull quene</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>patras, whiche in a graue</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>rpentes hath hir ſelfe bygraue</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>q<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>cke, and ſo ſhe was to tore</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>or ſorowe of that ſhe had lore</l>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tony, whiche hir loue hath be.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d forth with hir I ſygh Thy ſhe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> be on theſ harpe ſwerdes poynte</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> loue deyed in ſory poynte.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> as my nere it might knowe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ayde, wo worth all ſlowe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The pleint of Proigne and Philomene</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> herde I what it wolde mene,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> Thereus of his vntrouthe</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ndyd hem both, &amp; that was routhe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And next to hem I ſawe Canace</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hiche for Machayr hir faders grace</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>th loſt, and deyed in woful plyte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And as I ſigh in my ſpyrite</l>
                  <l>The thought amonge other thus</l>
                  <l>The doughter of kinge Priamus</l>
                  <l>Pol<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ena, whom Pyrrus ſlough</l>
                  <l>was there, and made ſorowe ynough:</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche deyed gyltles</l>
                  <l>For loue, and yet was loueles.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And for to take the diſporte</l>
                  <l>I ſawe there ſome of other porte,</l>
                  <l>And that was Circes, and Calypſe</l>
                  <l>That couthen do the mone clypſe,</l>
                  <l>Of men and chaunge the lykneſſe,</l>
                  <l>Of artmagik ſorcereſſe</l>
                  <l>They helde in honde many one</l>
                  <l>To loue, whether they wolde or none.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But aboue all that there were</l>
                  <l>Of women I ſawe foure there</l>
                  <l>whoſe name I herde moſte co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mended.</l>
                  <l>By hem the courte ſtode all amended.</l>
                  <l>For where they comen in preſence</l>
                  <l>Men deden hem the reuerence</l>
                  <l>As though they had ben goddeſſes</l>
                  <l>Of all the worlde, or empreſſes.</l>
                  <l>And as me thought, an ere I leyde</l>
                  <l>And herde, howe that theſe other ſeyd,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo theſe ben the foure wyues</l>
                  <l>whoſe feyth was proued in her lyues</l>
                  <l>For in enſaumple of all good</l>
                  <l>with maryage ſo they ſtode</l>
                  <l>That fame, which no great thing hideth</l>
                  <l>Yet in cronycke of hem abydeth.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Penolope that one was hote</l>
                  <l>whome many a knyght hath loued hote</l>
                  <l>whyle that hir lorde Vlyxes lay</l>
                  <l>Ful many a yere and many a day</l>
                  <l>Vpon the great ſyege of Troye:</l>
                  <l>But ſhe, whiche hath no worldes ioye</l>
                  <l>But onely of hir huſbonde</l>
                  <l>whyle that her lorde was oute of londe</l>
                  <l>So wel ſhe kept her womanhede</l>
                  <l>That all the worlde therof toke hede</l>
                  <l>And namlyche of hem in Grece.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>That other woman was Lucrece</l>
                  <l>wyfe to the Romayn Collatyne.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe conſtreyned of Tarquyne</l>
                  <l>To thinge, whiche was ayenſt hir wyll</l>
                  <l>She wolde not hir ſeluen ſtyll</l>
                  <l>But deyed onely for drede of ſhame</l>
                  <l>In kepinge of hir good name</l>
                  <l>As ſhe whiche was one of the beſte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>The thyrde wife was hote Alceſte</l>
                  <l>whiche whan Admetus ſhuld dye</l>
                  <l>Vpon his great maladye</l>
                  <l>She prayed vnto the goddes ſo</l>
                  <l>That ſhe reſceyueth all the wo</l>
                  <l>And deyed hir ſelfe, to gyue him lyfe</l>
                  <l>Se where this were a noble wyfe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <pb n="189" facs="tcp:7065:198" rendition="simple:additions"/>
                  <l>The fourth wyfe, which I there ſigh</l>
                  <l>I herde of hem that were nyghe</l>
                  <l>Howe ſhe was cleped Alceone</l>
                  <l>whiche Ceix hir lorde allone</l>
                  <l>And to no mo hir body kepte</l>
                  <l>And wha<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſhe ſygh him dre<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>che, ſhe lepte</l>
                  <l>Into the wawes, where he ſwam</l>
                  <l>And there a ſe foule ſhe becam</l>
                  <l>And with hir winges ſhe him beſprad</l>
                  <l>For loue that ſhe to him had.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Lo theſe foure weren tho</l>
                  <l>whiche I ſigh as me thought tho</l>
                  <l>Amonge the great companye</l>
                  <l>whiche loue had for to gye.</l>
                  <l>But yongthe, whiche in ſpecial</l>
                  <l>Of loues courte was marchal,</l>
                  <l>So beſy was vpon his laye</l>
                  <l>That he none hede, where he laye</l>
                  <l>Hath take, And than as I behelde</l>
                  <l>We thoughc I ſigh vpon the felde</l>
                  <l>where Elde came a ſoftte paas</l>
                  <l>Toward Venus, there as ſhe was</l>
                  <l>with him great company he ladde</l>
                  <l>But not ſo fele as yougth had.</l>
                  <l>The moſte parte were of great age</l>
                  <l>And that was ſene in her vyſage</l>
                  <l>And not for thy ſo as they might</l>
                  <l>They made hem yongely to the ſyght</l>
                  <l>But yet I herde no pypes there</l>
                  <l>To make mirth in mannes ere</l>
                  <l>But the muſyke I might knowe</l>
                  <l>For olde men, which ſowned lowe</l>
                  <l>with harpe, and lute, and with cytole</l>
                  <l>The houe daunce, and the carole</l>
                  <l>In ſuche a wyſe as loue hath bede</l>
                  <l>A ſofte paas they daunce and trede,</l>
                  <l>And with the women otherwhyle</l>
                  <l>with ſobre chere amonge they ſmyle.</l>
                  <l>For laughter was there non on hye.</l>
                  <l>And netheles ful well I fye</l>
                  <l>That they the more queynte it made</l>
                  <l>For loue, in whom they weren gladde</l>
                  <l>And there me thought I might ſe</l>
                  <l>The kinge Dauyd with Berſabe</l>
                  <l>And Salomon was not withoute</l>
                  <l>Paſſynge an hundreth in a route</l>
                  <l>Of wyues and of concubynes,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ewes eke and ſarazyns</l>
                  <l>To him I ſyght all intendaunt,</l>
                  <l>I not where he were ſuffy ſaunte.</l>
                  <l>But netheles for all his witte</l>
                  <l>He was attached with that wrytte</l>
                  <l>whiche loue with his honde enſeleth</l>
                  <l>From whom non erthly man appeleth</l>
                  <l>And ouer this, as for no wonder</l>
                  <l>with his lyon, whiche he put vnder</l>
                  <l>with Dalida Sampſon I knewe</l>
                  <l>whos loue his ſtrength all ouerthrewe.</l>
                  <l>I ſawe there Aryſtotle alſo</l>
                  <l>whome that the quene of Grece alſo</l>
                  <l>Hath brydeled, that in thilke tyme</l>
                  <l>She made him ſuche a ſylogeſyme</l>
                  <l>That he foryate all his logyke</l>
                  <l>Ther was none arte of his practyke</l>
                  <l>Through whiche it might ben excluded</l>
                  <l>That he ne was fully concluded</l>
                  <l>To loue, and did his obeyſance.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And eke Virgile of acqueyntaunce</l>
                  <l>I ſygh, where he the mayden prayd</l>
                  <l>whiche was the doughter, as men ſayd</l>
                  <l>Of themperour whylom of Rome.</l>
                  <l>Sortes and Plato with him come</l>
                  <l>So did O uyde the poete,</l>
                  <l>I thought than howe loue is ſwete</l>
                  <l>whiche hath ſo wyſe men reclamed</l>
                  <l>And was my ſelfe the laſſe aſhamed</l>
                  <l>Or for to leſe or for to wynne</l>
                  <l>In the meſchyef that I was in.</l>
                  <l>And thus I laye in hope of grace.</l>
                  <l>And whan they comen to the place</l>
                  <l>where Venus ſtode, and I was falle</l>
                  <l>This olde men with one voyce alle</l>
                  <l>To Venus prayden for my ſake.</l>
                  <l>And ſhe that mighte not forſake</l>
                  <l>So great a clamour, as was there</l>
                  <l>Lete pyte come in to hir ere</l>
                  <l>And forth with all vnto Cupyde</l>
                  <l>She prayeth, that he vpon his ſyde</l>
                  <l>Me wolde through his grace ſende</l>
                  <l>Some comforte, that I might amende</l>
                  <l>Vpon the caas, which is befall.</l>
                  <l>And thus for me they prayden all</l>
                  <l>Of hem that weren olde aboute</l>
                  <l>And eke ſome of the yonge route</l>
                  <l>And of gentylles and pure trouth</l>
                  <l>I herde hem tel, it was great routhe</l>
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                  <l>That I withouten helpe ſo ferde</l>
                  <l>And thus me thought I laye and herde</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶ Hic tractat, qualiter Cupido amantis ſenectute confracti viſcera perſcrutans, ignita ſue co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>cupiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ce<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>tie tela ab eo penitus extraxit, que<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Venꝰ poſtea abſ<expan>
                     <am>
                        <g ref="char:abque"/>
                     </am>
                     <ex>que</ex>
                  </expan> calore percipiens / vacuum reliquit, Et ſic tande<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> prouiſa ſenectus ratione<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> inuocans, homine<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> interiorem perprins amore infatuatum mentis ſanitati plenius reſtaurauit.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ Cupyde whiche may hurte and hele</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe, as for my hele</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynte which him was preyd</l>
                  <l>Cam with Venus, where I was leyde</l>
                  <l>Swounend vpon the grene gras</l>
                  <l>And as me thought anone there was</l>
                  <l>On euery ſyde ſo great prees</l>
                  <l>That euery lyfe began to prees</l>
                  <l>I wot not wel howe many ſcore</l>
                  <l>Suche as I ſpake of nowe tofore</l>
                  <l>Louers, that comen to beholde</l>
                  <l>But moſt of hem that were olde</l>
                  <l>They ſtoden there at thylke tyde</l>
                  <l>To ſe what ende ſhall be tyde</l>
                  <l>Vpon the cure of my ſoty.</l>
                  <l>Tho might I here greate partye</l>
                  <l>Spekende, and eche his owne aduys</l>
                  <l>Hath tolde, one that, another this.</l>
                  <l>But amonge all this I herde</l>
                  <l>They weren wo, that I ſo ferde</l>
                  <l>And ſayden that for no ryote</l>
                  <l>An olde man ſhulde not aſſote.</l>
                  <l>For as they tolden redyly</l>
                  <l>There is in him no cauſe why,</l>
                  <l>But if he wolde him ſelfe be nyce,</l>
                  <l>So were he wel the more nyce.</l>
                  <l>And thus deſputen ſome of tho</l>
                  <l>And ſome ſayden no thinge ſo</l>
                  <l>But that the wylde loues rage</l>
                  <l>In mannes lyfe forbereth none age</l>
                  <l>whyle there is oyle for to fyre</l>
                  <l>The lampe is lyghtly ſet a fyre</l>
                  <l>And is full herde er it be queynte</l>
                  <l>But onely if he be ſome ſeynte</l>
                  <l>whiche god preſerueth of his grace.</l>
                  <l>And thus me thought in ſondry place</l>
                  <l>Of hem that walken vp and doune</l>
                  <l>There was diuers opynion.</l>
                  <l>And ſo for a whyle it laſt</l>
                  <l>Tyl that Cupyde to the laſte</l>
                  <l>Forthwith his moder ful aduyſed</l>
                  <l>Hath determined and deuyſed</l>
                  <l>Vnto what poynte he wol deſcende</l>
                  <l>And all this tyme I was lyggende</l>
                  <l>Vpon the grounde tofore his eyen,</l>
                  <l>And they that my diſeſe ſyen</l>
                  <l>Suppoſen nought I ſhulde lyue</l>
                  <l>But he, whiche wolde than yeue</l>
                  <l>His grace, ſo as it may be</l>
                  <l>This blynde god, whiche may not ſe</l>
                  <l>Hath groped, tyl that he me fonde.</l>
                  <l>And as he put forth his honde</l>
                  <l>Vpon my body, where I laye</l>
                  <l>Me thought a fyry launcegaye</l>
                  <l>which whilom through my hert he caſt</l>
                  <l>He pulleth oute, and alſo faſt</l>
                  <l>As this was do, Cupyde nam</l>
                  <l>His wey, I not where he becam</l>
                  <l>And ſo dyd all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche vnto him was entendaunt</l>
                  <l>Of hem that in a vyſyon</l>
                  <l>I had a reuelacion</l>
                  <l>So as I tolde nowe tofore.</l>
                  <l>But Venus went nought therfore</l>
                  <l>Ne Genius / whiche thylke tyme</l>
                  <l>Aboden both faſt bime,</l>
                  <l>And ſhe whiche may the hertes bynde</l>
                  <l>In loues cauſe, &amp; eke vnbynde,</l>
                  <l>Er I out of my traunce aroos,</l>
                  <l>Venus whiche helde a boxe cloos,</l>
                  <l>And wold not I ſhold deye,</l>
                  <l>Toke out, more colde thenne ony keye,</l>
                  <l>An oyntement: and in ſuche poynte</l>
                  <l>She hath my wounded herte anoynte,</l>
                  <l>My temples, and my reynes alſo.</l>
                  <l>And forth with al ſhe toke me tho</l>
                  <l>A wonder myrrour for to holde,</l>
                  <l>In whiche ſhe had me to beholde</l>
                  <l>And take hede, of that I ſeye.</l>
                  <l>wherin anone my hertes eye</l>
                  <l>I caſt, and ſawe my colour fade,</l>
                  <l>Myn eyen dym, and all vnglade,</l>
                  <l>My chekes thynne, and all my face</l>
                  <l>with elde I might ſe deface,</l>
                  <l>So ryueled, and ſo wo beſeyn</l>
                  <l>That there was no thingeful ne pleyn.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
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                  <l>I ſawe alſo myn hearts hore,</l>
                  <l>My wyll was tho to ſe no more</l>
                  <l>On whiche for there was no pleaſaunce.</l>
                  <l>And then into my remembraunce</l>
                  <l>I drewe myn olde dayes paſſed</l>
                  <l>And as reaſon it hath compaſſed.</l>
               </lg>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>¶Quod ſtatus hominis menſibus anni equiperatur.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶I made a lykenes of my ſelue</l>
                  <l>Vnto the ſondry monthes twelue</l>
                  <l>wherof the yere in his eſtate</l>
                  <l>Is made, and ſtant vpon debate,</l>
                  <l>That lyke to other none accordeth</l>
                  <l>For who the tymes wel recordeth,</l>
                  <l>And than at Marche if he begyn</l>
                  <l>whan that the luſty yere comth in</l>
                  <l>Tyll that Auguſte be paſſed &amp; Septe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>bre</l>
                  <l>The myghty yongth he may remembre</l>
                  <l>In whiche the yere hath his deduite</l>
                  <l>Of graſſe, of lefe, of floure, of fruite</l>
                  <l>Of corne, and eke the wyny grape</l>
                  <l>And afterwarde the tyme is ſhape</l>
                  <l>To froſt, to ſnowe, to wynde, to reyne</l>
                  <l>Tyll efte that Marche be come ageyne.</l>
                  <l>The wynter woll no ſommer knowe</l>
                  <l>The grene lefe is ouerthrowe,</l>
                  <l>The clothed erth is than bare</l>
                  <l>Diſpoyled is the ſommer fare,</l>
                  <l>That erſt was hete, is than chele,</l>
                  <l>And thus thynkende thoughtes fele</l>
                  <l>I was out of my ſwowne affraide,</l>
                  <l>wherof I ſygh my wyttes ſtrayde</l>
                  <l>And gan to clepe hem home ageyne.</l>
                  <l>And whan reaſon it herde ſeyne,</l>
                  <l>That loues rage was aweye,</l>
                  <l>He cam to me the ryght weye:</l>
                  <l>And hath remeued the ſotye</l>
                  <l>Of thilke vnwyſe fantaſye,</l>
                  <l>wherof that I was wont to playn,</l>
                  <l>So that of thylke fyry payne</l>
                  <l>I was made ſobre, and hole inough.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Venus behelde me than, and lough</l>
                  <l>And axeth, as it were in game,</l>
                  <l>what loue was? &amp; I for ſhame,</l>
                  <l>Ne wyſt, what I ſhulde anſwere</l>
                  <l>And netheles I gan to ſwere.</l>
                  <l>That by my trouth, I knew him nought</l>
                  <l>So ferre it was out of my thought,</l>
                  <l>Ryght as it had neuer be.</l>
                  <l>¶ My good ſonne, tho qd ſhe,</l>
                  <l>Nowe at this tyme I leue it wele</l>
                  <l>So goth the fortune of my whele.</l>
                  <l>For thy my counſeyle is thou leue.</l>
                  <l>¶Madame, I ſaid, by your leue</l>
                  <l>Ye wyten well, and ſo wote I</l>
                  <l>That I am vnbehouely</l>
                  <l>Your courte, fro this day, for to ſerue.</l>
                  <l>And for I may no thonke deſerue.</l>
                  <l>And alſo for I am refuſed</l>
                  <l>I pray you to ben excuſed.</l>
                  <l>And n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>theles as for to laſt</l>
                  <l>whyle that my wyttes with me laſte</l>
                  <l>Touchende my confeſſion</l>
                  <l>I axe an abſolucion</l>
                  <l>Of Genius, er that I go.</l>
                  <l>¶ The preeſt anone was redy tho</l>
                  <l>And ſayde: Sonne as of thy ſhryfte</l>
                  <l>Thou haſt full pardon, and foryefte,</l>
                  <l>Foryete it thou, and ſo wyll I.</l>
                  <l>¶ My holy father graunt mercy</l>
                  <l>Quod I to hym, and to the quene</l>
                  <l>I fyll on knees vpon the grene,</l>
                  <l>And toke my leue for to wende.</l>
                  <l>But ſhe that wolde make an ende</l>
                  <l>As therto, whiche I was moſt able</l>
                  <l>A paire of bedes blacke as ſable</l>
                  <l>She toke, and hynge my necke about.</l>
                  <l>Vpon the gaudees all without</l>
                  <l>was wryte of golde, pur repoſer</l>
                  <l>Lo thus ſhe ſayd, Iohn<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> Gower</l>
                  <l>Now thou art at laſt caſt</l>
                  <l>Thus haue I for thyn eaſe caſte</l>
                  <l>That thou of loue no more ſeche.</l>
                  <l>But my wyll is, that thou beſeche</l>
                  <l>And pray hereafter for the pees,</l>
                  <l>And that thou make a pleyne relees</l>
                  <l>To loue, whiche taketh lytel hede</l>
                  <l>Of olde men vpon the nede,</l>
                  <l>whan that the luſtes ben awey,</l>
                  <l>For thy to the nys but o wey</l>
                  <l>In whiche let reaſon be thy guyde.</l>
                  <l>For he may ſone hym ſelfe myſgyde,</l>
                  <l>That ſeeth not the peryll tofore.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>My ſonne be well ware therfore,</l>
                  <l>And kepe the ſentence of my lore,</l>
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                  <l>And tary thou my courte no more:</l>
                  <l>But go there vertue morall dwelleth.</l>
                  <l>There ben thy bokes, as men telleth</l>
                  <l>whiche of longe tyme thou haſte wryte.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For this I do the well to wyte</l>
                  <l>If thou thyn hele wyll purchace,</l>
                  <l>Thou myght not make ſute and chace</l>
                  <l>where that the game is not prouable,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>It were a thynge vnreaſonable</l>
                  <l>A man to be ſo ouerſaye.</l>
                  <l>For thy take hede of that I ſaye.</l>
                  <l>For in the lawe of my commune</l>
                  <l>we be nought ſhape to commune</l>
                  <l>Thy ſelfe and I neuer after this.</l>
                  <l>Nowe haue I ſeyde all that there is</l>
                  <l>Of loue, as for thy fynall ende</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>dewe, for I mote fro the wende.</l>
                  <l>And grete well Chaucer, whan ye mete</l>
                  <l>As my diſcyple and my poete.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>or in the floures of his youth</l>
                  <l>In ſondry wyſe, as he well couth</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ces, and of ſonges glade,</l>
                  <l>The whiche he for my ſake made,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>onde fulfylled is ouer all</l>
                  <l>wherof to hym in ſpecyall</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other I am moſt holde.</l>
                  <l>For thy nowe in his dayes olde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hou ſhalt hym tell this meſſage,</l>
                  <l>That <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e vpon his latter age</l>
                  <l>To <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ette an ende of all his werke,</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is myn owne clerke</l>
                  <l>To make his teſtament of loue,</l>
                  <l>As thou haſt done thy ſhryfte aboue</l>
                  <l>So that my courte it may recorde.</l>
                  <l>¶ <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>radame I can me well accorde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> I, to telle as ye me bydde.</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> with that worde it ſo betydde</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> of ſyght all ſodeynly</l>
                  <l>Encloſed in a ſterred ſkye,</l>
                  <l>Venus, whiche is the quene of loue,</l>
                  <l>was take in to hir place aboue,</l>
                  <l>More wyſt I not where ſhe becam.</l>
                  <l>And thus my leue of hir I nam.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And forth with al that ſame tyde</l>
                  <l>Hir preeſt, whiche wolde not abyde</l>
                  <l>C<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>me be lefe or me be lothe</l>
                  <l>Out of my ſyght forth be goth.</l>
                  <l>And I was lefte withouten helpe,</l>
                  <l>So wyſt I not wherof to yelpe</l>
                  <l>But that onely I had lore</l>
                  <l>My tyme, and was ſory therfore.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus bewhaped in my thought</l>
                  <l>whan all was tourned in to nought</l>
                  <l>I ſtode amaſed for a whyle,</l>
                  <l>And in my ſelfe I gan to ſmyle,</l>
                  <l>Thynkende vpon the bedes blake</l>
                  <l>And howe they were me betake</l>
                  <l>For that I ſhulde byd and pray.</l>
                  <l>And whan I ſawe none other way</l>
                  <l>But onely that I was refuſed,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the lyfe, whiche I had vſed</l>
                  <l>I thought neuer torne ageyne.</l>
                  <l>And in this wyſe ſoth to ſeyne</l>
                  <l>Homwarde a ſofte pas I went</l>
                  <l>where that with all myn hole entent</l>
                  <l>Vpon the poynt, that I am ſhryue</l>
                  <l>I thynke bydde, whyle I lyue.</l>
               </lg>
               <q>
                  <l>Parce precor Chriſte, populus quo gaudeat iſte</l>
                  <l>Anglia ne triſte ſubeat rex ſumme refiſte</l>
                  <l>Corrige quoſ<expan>
                        <am>
                           <g ref="char:abque"/>
                        </am>
                        <ex>que</ex>
                     </expan> ſtatus fragiles abſolue reatus:</l>
                  <l>Vnde deo gratus vigeat locus iſte beatus.</l>
               </q>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶He whiche within dayes ſeuen</l>
                  <l>This large worlde, forth with the heuen</l>
                  <l>Of his eternall prouydence</l>
                  <l>Hath made, and thilke intelligence</l>
                  <l>In mannes ſoule reaſonable</l>
                  <l>Hath ſhape to be perdurable:</l>
                  <l>wherof the man of his feture</l>
                  <l>Aboue all erthly creature</l>
                  <l>After the ſoule is immortall,</l>
                  <l>To thilke lorde in ſpeciall,</l>
                  <l>As he whiche is of all thynges,</l>
                  <l>The creatour, and of the kynges</l>
                  <l>Hath the fortunes vpon honde,</l>
                  <l>His grace and mercy for to fonde</l>
                  <l>Vpon my bare knees I praye</l>
                  <l>That he this londe in ſyker way</l>
                  <l>wyll ſette vpon good gouernance.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>For if men take in remembraunce</l>
                  <l>what is to lyue in vnite,</l>
                  <l>There is no ſtate in his degre</l>
                  <l>That ne ought to deſyre pes</l>
                  <l>without whiche it is no les</l>
                  <l>To ſeche and loke in to the laſte</l>
                  <l>There may no worldes ioye laſt.</l>
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                  <l>¶Fyrſt for to loke the clergy,</l>
                  <l>Hem ought well to iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>Thyng, whiche belongeth to their cure,</l>
                  <l>As for to pray, and to procure</l>
                  <l>Our pees, towarde the heuen aboue,</l>
                  <l>And eke to ſette reſt and loue</l>
                  <l>Amonge vs on this erthe here.</l>
                  <l>For if they wrought in this manere</l>
                  <l>After the rule of charite,</l>
                  <l>I hope that men ſhulden ſe</l>
                  <l>This londe amende: and ouer this</l>
                  <l>To ſeche and loke howe that is</l>
                  <l>Touchende of the chiualrye</l>
                  <l>whiche for to loke in ſome partie</l>
                  <l>Is worthy for to be commended</l>
                  <l>And in ſome parte to be amended,</l>
                  <l>That of her large retenue</l>
                  <l>The londe is full of mayntenue,</l>
                  <l>whiche cauſeth that the co<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>mune right.</l>
                  <l>In fewe countreys ſtont vpright.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>Extorcion, contecke, rauyne</l>
                  <l>with holde ben of that couyne.</l>
                  <l>All day men here great compleynt</l>
                  <l>Of the diſeaſe, of the conſtreynt,</l>
                  <l>wherof the people is ſore oppreſſed</l>
                  <l>God graunt it mote be redreſſed.</l>
                  <l>For of knyghthode thordre wolde</l>
                  <l>That they defende and kepe ſhulde</l>
                  <l>The common right, and the fraunchiſe</l>
                  <l>Of holy churche in all wyſe:</l>
                  <l>So that no wycked man it dere,</l>
                  <l>And therof ſerueth ſhelde and ſpere.</l>
                  <l>But for it goth nowe other way</l>
                  <l>Our grace goth the more aweye.</l>
                  <l>And for to loken ouermore</l>
                  <l>wherof the people pleynen ſore</l>
                  <l>Towarde the lawes of our londe</l>
                  <l>Me<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> ſein, that trouth hath broke his bo<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>d</l>
                  <l>And with brocage is gone aweye,</l>
                  <l>So that no man ſe the weye</l>
                  <l>where, for to fynde ryghtwyſeneſſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And if men ſeke ſykerneſſe</l>
                  <l>Vpon the lucre of marchandye</l>
                  <l>Compaſſement and trecherye</l>
                  <l>Of ſynguler profyte to wynne</l>
                  <l>Men ſayne is cauſe of mochel ſynne,</l>
                  <l>And namely of diuyſion,</l>
                  <l>whiche many a noble worthy towne</l>
                  <l>Fro welth, and fro proſperite</l>
                  <l>Hath brought to great aduerſite.</l>
                  <l>So were it good to be all one</l>
                  <l>For mochell grace thervpon</l>
                  <l>Vnto the citees ſhulde falle,</l>
                  <l>whiche myght auayle to vs alle.</l>
                  <l>If theſe eſtates amended were</l>
                  <l>So that the vertues ſtoden there,</l>
                  <l>And that the vyces were aweye</l>
                  <l>Me thynketh I durſt than ſeye</l>
                  <l>This londes grace ſhulde aryſe.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>But yet to loke in otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>There is aſtate, as ye ſhall here,</l>
                  <l>Aboue all other on erthe here,</l>
                  <l>whiche hath the londe in his balaunce,</l>
                  <l>To hym belongeth the lygeaunce</l>
                  <l>Of clerke, of knyght, of man of lawe</l>
                  <l>Vnder his honde is all forth drawe</l>
                  <l>The marchaunt and the laborer,</l>
                  <l>So ſtant it all in his power</l>
                  <l>Or for to ſpylle, or for to ſaue,</l>
                  <l>But though that he ſuche power haue</l>
                  <l>And that his myghtes ben ſo large,</l>
                  <l>He hath hem nought withoute<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> charge,</l>
                  <l>To whiche that euery kynge is ſwore.</l>
                  <l>So were it good, that he therfore</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt vnto ryghtwyſenes entende,</l>
                  <l>wherof that he hym ſelfe amende</l>
                  <l>Towarde his god, and leue vice,</l>
                  <l>whiche is the chiefe of his offyce.</l>
                  <l>And after all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>He ſhall vpon his couenaunt</l>
                  <l>Gouerne, and lede in ſuche a wyſe,</l>
                  <l>So that there be no tyrannyſe,</l>
                  <l>wherof that he his people greue:</l>
                  <l>Or elles may he nought acheue</l>
                  <l>That longeth to his regalye.</l>
                  <l>For if a kynge wyll iuſtifye</l>
                  <l>His londe, and hem that ben within,</l>
                  <l>Fyrſt at hym ſelfe he mote begyn</l>
                  <l>To kepe and rule his owne eſtate,</l>
                  <l>That in hym ſelfe be no debate</l>
                  <l>Towarde his god: for otherwyſe</l>
                  <l>Ther may none erthly kynge ſuffyſe</l>
                  <l>Of his kyngedome the folke to lede,</l>
                  <l>But he the kynge of heuen drede.</l>
                  <l>For what kynge ſette hym vpon pryde,</l>
                  <l>And takth his luſt on euery ſyde,</l>
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                  <l>And wyl not go the right weyt,</l>
                  <l>Though god his grace caſt aweye</l>
                  <l>No wonder is, for at laſt</l>
                  <l>He ſhall wel wytte, it may not laſt</l>
                  <l>The pompe whiche he ſecheth here.</l>
                  <l>But what kinge that with humble chere</l>
                  <l>After the lawe of god eſcheweth</l>
                  <l>The vyces, and the vertues ſeweth:</l>
                  <l>His grace ſhall be ſuffyſaunt</l>
                  <l>To gouerne all the remenaunt</l>
                  <l>whiche longeth to his duete.</l>
                  <l>So that in his proſperyte</l>
                  <l>The people ſhal not be oppreſſed</l>
                  <l>wherof his name ſhall be bleſſed</l>
                  <l>For euer: and be memoryalle.</l>
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               <head>
                  <g ref="char:leaf">❧</g> Hic in fine recapitulat ſuper hoc, quod in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> libri promiſit ſe in amoris cauſa ſpeciali <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>taturum, concludit enim, quod omnis amo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 span">
                     <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                  </gap> extra charitatem nichil eſt, qui ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>aritate, in deo manet.</head>
               <lg>
                  <l>¶ And nowe to ſpeke as in fynalle</l>
                  <l>To <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>chende that I vndertoke</l>
                  <l>In englyſſhe for to make a boke</l>
                  <l>whiche ſtant betwene erneſt and game,</l>
                  <l>I haue it made, as thylke ſame</l>
                  <l>whiche aſke for to be excuſed,</l>
                  <l>An<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> that my boke be not refuſed</l>
                  <l>Of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>red men, whan they it ſe</l>
                  <l>For lacke of curyoſyte.</l>
                  <l>For thylke ſcole of eloquence</l>
                  <l>Belongeth not to my ſcyence</l>
                  <l>Vpon the forme of Rhetorike</l>
                  <l>My wordes for to peynte and pyke</l>
                  <l>As Tullius ſomtyme wrote,</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ut this I knowe, and this I wote,</l>
                  <l>That I haue done my trewe peyne</l>
                  <l>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>to rude wordes, and with pleyne</l>
                  <l>In all that euer I couthe and might,</l>
                  <l>This boke to wryte, as I behyght.</l>
                  <l>So as ſikenes it ſuffer wolde,</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And alſo for my dayes olde</l>
                  <l>That I am feble and impotente</l>
                  <l>I wote not howe the worlde is wente.</l>
                  <l>So pray I to my lordes all</l>
                  <l>Nowe in min age / howe ſo befalle</l>
                  <l>That I mot ſtonden in theyr grace.</l>
                  <l>For though me lacke to purchace</l>
                  <l>Her worthy thonke, as by deſerte<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>Yet the ſympleſſe of my pouerte</l>
                  <l>Deſyreth for to do pleſaunce</l>
                  <l>To hem, vnder whoſe gouernaunce</l>
                  <l>I hope ſyker to abyde.</l>
                  <l>But nowe vpon my laſt tyde</l>
                  <l>That I this boke haue made and wrytte</l>
                  <l>My muſe dothe me for to wyte</l>
                  <l>And ſayth, it ſhall be for my beſte</l>
                  <l>Fro this day forth to take reſte,</l>
                  <l>That I nomore of loue make,</l>
                  <l>whiche many a herte hath ouertake</l>
                  <l>And ouertorned as the blynde</l>
                  <l>Fro reaſon in to lawe of kynde.</l>
                  <l>where as the wyſdome goeth aweye</l>
                  <l>And can not ſe the ryght weye,</l>
                  <l>Howe to gouerne his owne eſtate:</l>
                  <l>But euery daye ſtante in debate</l>
                  <l>within him ſelfe, and can not leue.</l>
               </lg>
               <lg>
                  <l>And thus for thy my fynal leue</l>
                  <l>I take nowe for euermore</l>
                  <l>without makinge any more</l>
                  <l>Of loue, and of his dedely bele,</l>
                  <l>whiche no phyſicien can hele.</l>
                  <l>For his nature is ſo diuers</l>
                  <l>That it hath euer ſome trauers</l>
                  <l>Or of to moche / or of to lyte,</l>
                  <l>That playnly may no man delyte,</l>
                  <l>But if him fayle or that or this,</l>
                  <l>But thylke loue whiche that is</l>
                  <l>within a mannes herte affirmed</l>
                  <l>And ſtante of charyte confirmed:</l>
                  <l>Suche loue is goodly for to haue,</l>
                  <l>Suche loue may the body ſaue,</l>
                  <l>Suche loue may the ſowle amende,</l>
                  <l>The hyghe god ſuche loue vs ſende</l>
                  <l>Forthwith the remenaunt of grace,</l>
                  <l>So that aboue in thilke place</l>
                  <l>where reſteth loue / and all pees</l>
                  <l>Our ioye may be endelees.</l>
               </lg>
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               <hi>AMEN.</hi> ☞ Thus endeth De con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſione Amantis.</trailer>
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