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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Beauty's Bar As I Did Stand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AT Beauty's bar as I did stand, <br>When False Suspect accused, <br>``George,'' quod the judge, ``hold up thy hand; <br>Thou art arraigned of flattery. <br>Tell therefore how thou wilt be tried. <br>Whose judgment here wilt thou abide?'' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">``My lord,'' quod I, ``this lady here, <br>Whom I esteem above the rest, <br>Doth know my guilt, if any were, <br>Wherefore her doom shall please me best; <br>Let her be judge and juror both, <br>To try me, guiltless by mine oath.'' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quod Beauty, ``No, it fitteth not, <br>A Prince herself to judge the cause; <br>Will is our Justice, well you wot, <br>Appointed to discuss our laws; <br>If you will guiltless seem to go, <br>God and your country quit you so.'' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Craft, the crier, called a quest, <br>Of whom was Falsehood foremost fere; <br>A pack of pickthanks were the rest, <br>Which came fale witness for to bear; <br>The jury such, the judge unjust, <br>Sentence was said I should be trussed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jealous, the jailer, bound me fast, <br>To hear the verdict of the bill; <br>``George,'' quod the judge, ``now thou art cast, <br>Thou must go hence to Heavy Hill, <br>And there be hanged, all but the head; <br>God rest thy soul when thou art dead.'' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down fell I thn upon my knee, <br>All flat before Dame Beauty's face, <br>And cried, ``Good Lady, pardon me, <br>Which here appeal unto your Grace; <br>You know if I have been untrue, <br>It was in too much praising you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">``And though this judge do make such haste <br>To shed with shame my guiltless blood, <br>Yet let your pity first be placed, <br>To save the man that meant you good; <br>So shall you show yourself a queen, <br>And I may be your servant seen.'' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quod Beauty, ``Well; because I guess <br>What thou dost mean henceforth to be, <br>Although thy faults deserve no less <br>Than Justice here hath judged thee, <br>Wilt thou be bound to stint all strife, <br>And be true prisoner all thy life?'' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">``Yea, madam,'' quod I, ``that I shall; <br>Lo, Faith and Truth, my sureties.'' <br>``Why, then,'' quod she, ``come when I call, <br>I ask no better warrantise.'' <br>Thus am I Beauty's bounden thrall, <br>At her command when she doth call.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Gascoigne">George Gascoigne</a><div class=q>
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When False Suspect accused, 
``George,'' quod the judge, ``hold up thy hand; 
Thou art arraigned of flattery. 
Tell therefore how thou wilt be tried. 
Whose judgment here wilt thou abide?'' 

``My lord,'' quod I, `..."></div>
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