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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521150" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Ioyfull medytacyon to all Englonde of the coronacyon of our moost naturall souerayne lorde kynge Henry the eyght.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The prologue</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The prudent problems/& the noble werkes <br>Of the gentyll poetes in olde antyquyte <br>Unto this day hath made famous clerkes <br>For the poetes wrote nothynge in vanyte <br>But grounded them on good moralyte <br>Encensynge out the fayre dulcet fume <br>Our langage rude to exyle and consume <br>The ryght eloquent poete and monke of bery <br>Made many fayre bookes/as it is probable <br>From ydle derkenes/to lyght our emyspery <br>Whose vertuous pastyme/was moche c&#333;mendable <br>Presentynge his bookes/gretely prouffytable <br>To your worthy predecessour the .v. kynge Henry <br>Whiche regystred is in the courte of memory <br>Amyddes the medowe of flora the quene <br>Of the goddes elycon/is the sprynge or well <br>And by it groweth/a fayre laurell grene <br>Of whiche the poetes do ofte wryte and tell <br>Besyde this olyue/I dyde neuer dwell <br>To tast the water whiche is aromatyke <br>For to cause me wryte with lusty rethoryke <br>Wherfore good souerayne/I beseche your hyghnes <br>To pardon me whiche do rudely endyte <br>As in this arte hauynge small intres <br>But for to lerne is all myn appetyte <br>In folowynge the monke whiche dyde nobly wryte <br>Besechynge your hyghnes and grace debonayre <br>For to accepte this rude and lytell quayre <br>Explicit prologus.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O God alone in heuen werynge crowne <br>In whose inspecte is euery regall se <br>Both to enha&#363;ce & for to cast adowne <br>Suche is y&supere; power of th&ybar; hygh magiste <br>Neyther hardynes treasour nor dygnyte <br>May withstande thy strength whiche is &#299; euery place <br>So grete and myghty is thy dyuyne grace <br>Two tytles in one thou dydest well vnyfye <br>Whan the rede rose toke the whyte in maryage <br>Reygnynge togyder ryght hygh and noblye <br>From whose vnyd tytyls and worthy lygnage <br>Descended is by ryght excellent courage <br>Kynge Henry the .viii. for to reygne doutles <br>Unyuersall his fame honour and larges <br>Whiche hathe spousyd a fayre floure of vertue <br>Descended of kynges dame kwtheryn of Spayne <br>Descended of Kynges dame Kathelyn of Spayne <br>By grace and prudens the peace to attayne <br>Wherfore Englonde thou nedes not complayne <br>Syth thou hast crowned openly in syght <br>This kynge and quene by good true loue and ryght <br>What sholde I shewe by perambulacyon <br>All this grete tryumphe of whiche reporte <br>Is made aboute nowe in euery nacyon <br>Unto all this realme to be Ioy and comforte <br>Wherfore you lordes I humby you exhorte <br>Spyrytuall and temporall with the comyns vnyfyde <br>To gyue god the prayse whiche dothe grace prouyde <br>Englonde be gladde/the dewe of grace is spred <br>The dewe of Ioy/the dewe holsome and soote <br>Dystylled is nowe from the rose so red <br>And of the whyte so spryngynge from the roote <br>After our trouble to be refute and boote <br>This ryall tree was planted as I knowe <br>By god aboue the rancour to downe throwe <br>Who is the floure that dothe this grace dystyll <br>But onely Henry the .viii. kynge of his name <br>With golden droppes all Englonde to fulfyll <br>To shewe his larges his honour and his fame <br>His dedes therto exemplefye the same <br>Wherfore nowe Englonde with hole deuocyon <br>For this yonge kynge make dayly orayson <br>Our late souerayne his fader excellent <br>I knowe ryght well some holde oppynyon <br>That to auaryce he had entendement <br>Gadrynge grete rychesse of this his regyon <br>But they lytell knowe by theyr small reason <br>For what hye entente he gadered doutles <br>Unto his grace suche innumerable ryches <br>For I thinke well and god had sente him lyfe <br>As they haue meruaylled moche of this gadrynge <br>So it to them showe haue best affyrmatyfe <br>To haue had grete wonder of his spendynge <br>It may fortune he thought to haue mouynge <br>Of mortall warre our fayth to stablysshe <br>Agaynst the turkes theyr power to mynysshe <br>But syth that dethe by his course naturall <br>Hathe hym arested/and wolde not delay <br>Lyke wyse as he was so be we mortall <br>How/where/or whan I cam nothynge say <br>Therfore to god aboue let vs all pray <br>For to graunt hym mercy whiche was our kynge <br>Bryngynge his soule to Ioy euerlastinge <br>A fayre Englonde mystruste the ryght nought <br>Regarde ryght well/his sonnes Iustyce <br>Se how that they whyche inuencyons sought <br>Delytynge them in the synne of auaryce <br>To oppresse the comyns by grete preiudyce <br>Dothe he not punysshe them accordynge to lawe <br>Suche newe promocyons to dampne and withdrawe <br>Fy on the saturne with thy mysty fume <br>Replete with fraude treason and wyckednes <br>To shewe thy beames thou darest not presume <br>So cursed thou arte withouten stablenes <br>Deuoyde of grace fulfylled with doblenes <br>Thy power to Englonde was neuer amyable <br>But alwayes euyll vntrue and varyable <br>Now gentyll Iupyter the lodesterre of lyght <br>Thy stedfast beames so fayre and so clere <br>Cast now abrede that we may haue a syght <br>To gladde vs all whan that they do appere <br>Sendynge downe trouthe from thy fulgent spere <br>For to make our hertes mekely to enclyne <br>To serue our souerayne whiche doth nowe domyne <br>O myghty Mars o god of the warre <br>O flambynge honour of euery hardy herte <br>Sende downe thy power truely from so ferre <br>Us to encourage that we do not sterte <br>But by hardynes that we maye subuerte <br>Our soueraynes enemyes to hym contraryous <br>By bataylles fyerse ryghtfull and rygorous <br>And thou fayre bryght/and aureate phebus <br>Encreace now lyght with loue aud honoure <br>Amonge the lordes so gay and gloryus <br>With thy radyant beames so hye of fauoure <br>Deuoydynge all trechery debate and rancoure <br>And yllumyne the mynde with lyberalyte <br>Of our good souerayne with welth and vnyte <br>And lady Uenus with thy sone Cupyde <br>Of euery lorde do nowe the herte enspyre <br>With feruent loue that he do not slyde <br>And of the comyns set the hertes on fyre <br>To loue our souerayne with theyr hole desyre <br>Folowynge his grace with dulcet armonye <br>To the ryghtfull waye withouten Ieoperdye <br>Also thou Mercury the god of eloquence <br>The gentyll sterre of grace and vertue <br>Thy beames of ryght peace and conscyence <br>On our kynges counsayll downe sende and renue <br>The trouthe of Iustyce/that they may extue <br>For to do wronge by the synne of couetyce <br>That here before hathe done grete preiudyce <br>And thou watery dyane of the se the goddes<br>With thy broder eolus the god of the wynde <br>Encourage the hertes by in warde hardynes <br>And enmyes ryse that they be not behynde <br>Them for to chace and the se to scoure <br>By grace and fortune in many a stormy stoure <br>O god aboue/trononysed in heuen <br>In whose wyll resteth euery thynge alone <br>The skye/the erthe/with all the planettes seuen <br>Without whose grace/comforte haue we none <br>As thou arte thre enclusyd in one <br>So saue our souerayne/from all maner wo <br>And this his realme from mortall warre also <br>Holy chirche reioyse/with all your lybertees <br>Withouten d&#333;mage/the kynge wyll ye encreace <br>And be your shelde from all aduersytees <br>No wronge shall be but he wyll it soone seace <br>Knyttynge the knotte of fayth loue and peace <br>Bytwene you and hym without dysturbaunce <br>So for to endure by longe contynuaunce <br>Ryght myghty prynce our good souerayne lorde <br>To god enclynynge be hardy and gladde <br>Of you and your realme he wyll se concorde <br>Though other nacyons be therfore full sadde <br>Agaynst you murmurynge with theyr werkes badde <br>Yet drede ye nothynge for god with his myght <br>Wyll be alwaye redy to defende the ryght <br>Ryght noble/wyse/and excellent pryncesse <br>Ryght benygne lady/lyberall and vertuous <br>Dyscended lynyally of the lyne of noblenesse <br>Fayre quene Katheryne so swete and precyous <br>To our souerayne espoused with Ioy solacyous <br>Almyghty god gyue grace to multyplye <br>From you your floures to reygne ryght ryally <br>And lady Mary prynces ryght beauteuous <br>Indued with honour/vertue/and prudence <br>Ryght meke/goodly/gentyll and gracyous <br>Syster ryght dere vnto the excellence <br>Of our good souerayne/surmountynge in sapyence <br>Ryght fayre yonge lady/the grete lorde aboue <br>He graunte you grace/hygh fame/fortune/and loue <br>And all you lordes and ladyes honourable <br>And you noble knyghtes so hauntynge chyualry <br>Unto our souerayne be meke and tendable <br>Whiche wyll rewarde you well and nobly <br>As to shewe his largesse vnyuersally <br>Encouragynge your hertes y&supert; courage chyualrous <br>In tyme of batayll for to be vyctoryous <br>And all ye offycers of euery degree <br>Beware extorcyon/for and it be knowen <br>No doute it is but ye shall punysshed be <br>Take hede of them/the whiche be ouerthrowen <br>Remembre well how fortune hathe blowen <br>The promoters downe/and castynge them full lowe <br>In folowynge them ye shall fall as I trowe <br>Englonde be true and loue well eche other <br>Obey your souerayne/and god omnypotent <br>Whiche is aboue/of all the worlde the rother <br>Wyll sende you welth/from whome all good is sente <br>He gyue vs grace to kepe his comaundement <br>And saue our souerayne/with his semely quene <br>With all theyr bloode/without trouble and tene.<br>Amen</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Stephen+Hawes">Stephen Hawes</a><div class=q>
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The prudent problems/& the noble werkes 
Of the gentyll poetes in olde antyquyte 
Unto this day hath made famous clerkes 
For the poetes wrote nothynge in vanyte 
But grounded them on good moralyte 
Encensynge out the fayre dulcet fu..."></div>
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