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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Example of Vertu : Cantos VIII.-XIV.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitalum VIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dame Sapyence taryed a lytell whyle <br>Behynd the other saynge to Dyscrecyon <br>And began on her to laugh and smyle <br>Axynge her how I stode in condycyon <br>Well she sayd in good perfeccyon <br>But best it is that he maryed be <br>For to eschewe all yll censualyte <br>I knowe a lady of meruelous beaute <br>Spronge out of hyghe and noble lynage <br>Replete with vertue and full of bounte <br>Whiche vnto youth were a good maryage <br>For she is comen of royall apparage <br>But herde it wyll be to gete her loue <br>Without youth frayltye do sore reproue <br>I kneled downe than vpon my kne <br>Afore dame Sapyence with humble chere <br>Besechynge her of me to haue pyte <br>And also Dyscrecyon her syster dere <br>Than dame Sapyence came me nere <br>Saynge youth wyll ye haue a wyfe <br>And her to loue durynge her lyfe <br>Ye madame that wolde I fayne <br>Yf that she be both fayre and bryght <br>I wyll her loue euer more certayne <br>And pleas her alway with all my myght <br>Of suche a persone wolde I haue a syght <br>With all my herte now at this houre <br>Wolde to god I had so fayre a floure <br>Than sayd dyscrecyon there is a kynge <br>Dwellynge fer hens in a fayre castell <br>Of whome I oft haue herd grete talkynge <br>Whiche hath a doughter as I you tell <br>I trowe that youth wyll lyke her well <br>She is both good eke fayre and pure <br>As I report me vnto dame Nature <br>But yf that youth sholde her go seke <br>Ye must syster than hym well indue <br>With your grete power so good and meke <br>That he all frayltye may eschue <br>For by the way it wyll oft pursue <br>On hym by flatery and grete temptacyon <br>That shall brynge hym in tribulacyon <br>As for that sayd she he shall not care <br>For he shall theym sone ouercome <br>And of theyr flatery ryght well beware <br>For I to hym shall gyue grete wysedome <br>Theyr dedes to withstande & make theym dōme <br>Wherfore dere syster as I you pray <br>Unto her lede hym now on the way <br>Loke that ye send me in his necessyte <br>By dame swyftnes full sone a letter <br>By whiche that I may knowe the certaynte <br>That I may come to ayde hym beter <br>So that fraylte to hym be no freter <br>And though I be not alway vysyble <br>With hym my power he hath inuyncyble <br>Than sayd dame Sapyence to dyscrecyon <br>Fare well dere syster I may not tary <br>Loke ye of youth haue the tuycyon <br>That he fall not into vaynglory <br>And that ye puruey for hym shortly <br>That he may wedde the fayre dame clennesse <br>Whiche for her loue haue ben in duresse <br>With that dame Sapyence downe went <br>Into her place that was the doctrynall <br>Of famous clerkes in connynge splendent <br>A myrrour of lernyng that was dyuynall <br>With all the craftes artyfycyall <br>Byfore her dame Fortune went to her mancyon <br>And eke dame hardynes to her habytacyon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitulum nonum</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forth than went dyscrecyon and I <br>Out of the castell into a grene <br>Where byrdys sange by grete melody <br>There daunst also the fayre quene <br>Besyde a ryuer named Ephesene <br>Ouer whiche we wente to the other syde <br>That was a medowe both longe and wyde <br>Longe there we wandred tyll at the last <br>We came vnto a ryght grete wyldernes <br>By that tyme Phebus was ouer past <br>Wherfore we walked in grete derkenes <br>The whiche to me was a grete heuynes <br>For Lucyna eke dyd her shrowde <br>Under a blacke and mysty clowde <br>For she was horned and no thynge cleere <br>And entred into the sygne of caprycorne <br>Ryght ferre from phebus fulgent speere <br>And not ayenst hym the crowne had worne <br>I went vp and downe tyll on the morne <br>That phebus his golden reyes dyd sprede <br>Than dyscrecyon ferther forth me lede <br>Amonge thornes sharpe & bestes wylde <br>There was the lyon the wolf & the bere <br>But I coude mete nother man ne chylde <br>But many serpentes that dyde me fere <br>And by a swete smelle I knewe a pantere <br>So forth I went by longe contynuaunce <br>Tyll that I sawe an herber of pleasaunce <br>To whiche I toke anone my waye <br>Where that I sawe a lady excellent <br>Rydynge on a goote in fresshe arraye <br>Ryght yonge of age & lusty of entent <br>Prayenge me to her for to assent <br>As to fulfyll the flesshly pleasure <br>Whiche she desyred me out of mesure <br>Nay sayd dyscrecyon that may not be <br>No sayd I in no maner of wyse <br>To her request I wyll now agree <br>But euermore here foule lust despyse <br>For I my selfe do now aduyse <br>To kepe me chast that I may mary <br>Fayre dame Clennes that noble lady </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So forth I went walkynge my iournay <br>Metynge a lady olde and amyable <br>Syttynge in a castell both fressh and gay <br>On an olyphauntes backe in strength so stable <br>Whiche it to bere was good and able <br>Hauynge in her hande a cup of golde <br>Sette with perles ryght many afolde <br>She sayd she was the lady of rychesse <br>The quene of welth and worldely glory <br>Praynge me to company with her noblenesse <br>And she than wolde promote me shortely <br>To innumerable ryches and make me worthy <br>Where I am poore and sette by nought <br>By her to worshyp I sholde be brought <br>Unto her I answered I wolde not so <br>As for to hunt in the parke of pryde <br>The whiche to Clennes is mortall fo <br>But with Dyscrecyon I wyll abyde <br>Whiche doth a wyfe for me prouyde <br>By whome I shall haue the possessyowne <br>Of heuenly kyngdome & grete renowne <br>So forth I went and had grete trauayle <br>Without the comfort of ony persons <br>Saue of dyscrecyon whiche dyd me counsayle <br>As she went walkynge with me alone <br>Unto her I made full grete mone <br>And lykened the wyldernes by morall scence <br>Unto worldely trouble by good experyence <br>She sayd the fyrst lady that I dyd mete <br>Iclyped was dame Sensualyte <br>Whiche can well flater with wordes swete <br>Causynge a man to fall into fragylyte <br>And for to haunt the carnall freylte <br>Whiche vnto clennes is abhomynable <br>For they in werke be gretely varyable <br>The seconde was pryde enduyd with couetyse <br>A lady of ryght fruytles medytacyon <br>Delytynge gretly in the synne of auaryce <br>The whiche is cause of her dampnacyon <br>For she by her fals supportacyon <br>Blyndeth many a mannes conscyence <br>And dryueth ryght oft fer in absence <br>So ferther I went tyll at the last <br>I was in a mase goynge in and oute <br>Ther was none other way I was agast <br>But forth I walked in grete doute <br>Now here now there and so rounde aboute <br>Than sayd vnto me dame Dyscrecyon <br>Ye are in the besynes of worldely fastyon <br>There in I trauayled by longe space <br>Tyll that I mette a lady gloryous <br>Indued with vertue and grete grace <br>To whom I sayd o lady precyous <br>As ye seme to be good and vertuous <br>I you beseche now without delaye <br>Unto dame Clennes to teche me the waye <br>I Sapyence now wyll shewe to the <br>The ryght waye vnto fayre clennes <br>And yf thou wylt be ruled by me <br>Thou shalt mary that noble prynces <br>Yes that wyll I sayd than douteles <br>Dyscrecyon sayd she wolde be my suerte <br>Sapyence sayd none better myght be <br>Than sayd dyscrecyon to dame sapyence <br>Welcome to vs my syster dere <br>And I to her dyd humble reuerence <br>Saynge who had went to fynde you here <br>Yes she sayd I haue ben neere <br>You often tymes syth my departynge <br>And haue ben cause of your goode gydynge </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitulum X.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come on your waye walke on a pace <br>For ye longe for to haue a syght <br>Of dame Clennes so clere a face <br>So goodely of body in beauty bryght <br>That there can not be so fayre a wyght <br>So forth we walked to a ryuer syde <br>That ebbed and flowed at euery tyde <br>Than I saw a castell a pales royall <br>Bylded with marble blacke as the gette <br>With glasse wyndowes as clere as crystall <br>Whiche on the other syde was sette <br>No man to the castell myght gette <br>But ouer the water on a lytell brydge <br>Not halfe so brode as a hous rydge <br>But as I cast myn eye than asyde <br>I saw a lady wounderous fayre <br>Demure of contenaunce without pryde <br>That went her selfe for to repayre <br>By the water syde to take the ayre <br>Beholde and se than sayd dame sapyence <br>Yonder is dame Clennes the sterre of excellence <br>Full glad was I than in my mynde <br>For to se that flour of complacence <br>The syght of her dyd my herte bynde <br>Euer her to loue with percynge influence <br>Unto her I sayd o well of contynence <br>Unto your grace fayne wolde I go <br>Ner lettynge of this water blo <br>To me she answered than agayne <br>Saynge this worlde withouten mys <br>Is but a vanyte no thynge certayne <br>In the lyke wyse as this water is <br>Ye can not come to me now ywys <br>But by that brydge that goth ouer <br>This stormy troublous & wawy water <br>Therof sayd sapyence he shall not lette <br>Well sayd Clennes be you his gyde <br>And dyscrecyon also for to be sette <br>For to vpholde hym vnto the other syde <br>That he do not in the water slyde <br>So to the brydge they dyde me lede <br>I quacked than for fere and drede <br>I sawe there wryten this lytterall sence <br>No man this brydge may ouer go <br>But he be pure without neglygence <br>And stedfast in goddes byleue also <br>Yf he be ignoraunt and do not so <br>He must nedys into this water fall <br>Ouer the heed and be drowned with all <br>They led me ouer this brydge so peryllous <br>Tyll that I came to a preuy place <br>Where were wryten with letters gloryous <br>This is the kyngdome of grete grace <br>No man by yonde this marke may trace <br>But yf he be brought in by dame wysedome <br>If he so be he is moche welcome <br>So forthermore yet forth we went <br>Into a hall that was solacyous <br>Made of precyous stones splendent <br>That theym to se it was ryght wounderous <br>They were there so gretly plenteuous <br>That the hall paued was for the nones <br>With none other grauell but precyous stones </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was dame Clennes that lady gent <br>And eke her fader the kynge of loue <br>He satte in a chayre ryght clere and excellent <br>At the vpper ende of the hall aboue <br>He satte styll and dyd not remoue <br>Gyrde with wylowes and myght not se <br>No maner a thynge in his degre <br>He had two wynges ryght large and grete <br>And his body also was naked <br>And a dart in his ryght hand was sette <br>And a torche in his left hand brenned <br>A botell aboute his necke was hanged <br>His one leg armed and naked the other <br>Hym for to se it was a wonder <br>Sapyence bad me meruayll no thynge <br>For she wold shewe me the sygnifycacyon <br>Why he so sate by shorte rekenynge <br>Accordynge to a morylyzacyon <br>Now of the fyrste to make relacyon <br>Loue sholde be gyrde faste with stabylyte <br>Without whiche loue can haue no suerte <br>Loue may not se but is alway blynde <br>And wenyth no man can haue perseueraūce <br>Where that he loueth by naturall kynde <br>But he do shewe hym by wordes of vteraūce <br>Trught he bewreyeth hym by contenaunce <br>For hard it wyll be loue so to couere <br>But that som man shall it perceuere <br>Also his nakednes doth sygnyfy <br>That true loue no thynge ellys desyreth <br>But the very persone and eke body <br>That he so well and feruentely loueth <br>His wynges also well betokenyth <br>That his mynde fleeth vnto the persone <br>That he doth loue so well alone <br>And also loue is stryken with a sharpe darte <br>That maketh a man for to complayn <br>Whan that it hath wounded sore his herte <br>It brenneth hote lyke fyre certeyn <br>Than loue his purpose wolde fayne atteyn <br>And is euermore both hoot and drye <br>Tyll his lady gyue hym drynke of mercy <br>His one legge is armed to defende <br>The ryght that longeth vnto amyte <br>And wronge loue for to amende <br>His naked legge betokeneth charyte <br>That is the Ioye of grete felycyte <br>So charyte ryght loue and good concorde <br>With stablynes reygneth in this myghty lorde </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitulum XI.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Than forth me led good dame Sapyence <br>Afore that myghty lordes mageste <br>Come on she sayd put the in presence <br>hat thou mayst se dame clennes beaute <br>Ponder in thy mynde by veryte <br>That so fayre as she was not quene helyn <br>Quene Ipolyte or yonge Polyxyn <br>This lady is clene without corrupcyon <br>And wereth thre crownes for her vyrgynyte <br>One is for people of perfyt relygyon <br>An other for maydens kepynge chastyte <br>The therde for true wedowes as y&superu; mayst se <br>I wyll the now to her fader present <br>Her for to mary yf she wyll consent <br>Than sayd dame sapyence o noble emperour <br>O souerayne lorde and royall potestate <br>O vyctoryous prynce & famous conquerour <br>O kynge of loue and seaser of debate <br>To the no creature may say chekmate <br>I present the now this vertuous knyght <br>For to mary clennes your doughter bryght <br>I thanke you he sayd for your good wyll <br>But he that to Clennes maryed must be <br>He must my commaundement fyrste fulfyll <br>As to scomfyte the dragon with heedes thre <br>That is a serpent of grete subtylte <br>Whiche well betokeneth as we do fynde <br>The worlde the flesshe & the deuyll by kynde <br>Sapyence sayd I sholde not fayle <br>To do his commaūdement for Clennes sake <br>As for to sle the dragon in batayle <br>That lay in a marys in a grete lake <br>Whiche was moche stynkynge foule & blake <br>Wysedome bade me be not aferde <br>For she wolde gyue me a shelde and swerde <br>And arme me also with fayre armure <br>To vaynquysshe that dragon so ferse & grete <br>She sayd it sholde be so good and sure <br>That I no harme of hym sholde gete <br>Though he his teth on me had sete <br>Yet sholde I slee hym for all his myght <br>By my grete strokes whan I dyd fyght <br>Fyrst she my legge harneys sette on <br>And after my plackerd of grete ryches <br>She armed me her selfe alone <br>And laced my helmet of her gentylnes <br>I thanked her for her grete goodnes <br>And gaue me my swerde and sheld also <br>Saynge lete vs to the dragon go <br>This is the armure for the soule <br>That in his epystole wrote saynt Poule <br>Good hope thy legge harneys shall be <br>The habergyn of ryghtwysnes gyrde w&supert; chastyte <br>Thy plackarde of besynes w&supert; braūches of almes dede <br>Thy shelde of beleue and mekenes for the hede <br>Thy swerde shall be the to defend <br>The worde of god the deuyll to blynde </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dame sapyence & I dyd take our lycence <br>Of the kynge of loue in vertue depured <br>And of his doughter shynynge in excellence <br>Whiche to me sayd with wordes assured <br>O vertuous knyght you for me haue dured <br>Ingrete wo & payne but thynke you verely <br>To scomfyt that dragon by wysedome shortly <br>Than went we forth to that serpent <br>In merueylous trauayle of sorowe and bale <br>By that tyme the daye ryght fayre was spent <br>And phebus his course began to auale <br>But at the last we came into a dale <br>Wher we felt the sauer of a dungeon <br>Of the foule and stynkynge dragon <br>Nere to that dragon there was a way <br>That men vsed vpon a fayre hyll <br>Unto hyghe heuen so fressh and gay <br>But that dragon lette theym theyr wyll <br>And by the way he dyd theym kyll <br>Bryngynge theym vnto the dungeon <br>Iclyped the place of grete oblyuyon <br>I had not be there halfe an houre <br>But that this dragon me approched <br>As though that he wolde me deuoure <br>He so fersly than on me marched <br>The batayle bytwene vs longe contynued <br>But he had me ryght sone ouercome <br>If I had not helpe of dame wysedome <br>I strake at hym fast with my swerde <br>And with my shelde dyd me defende <br>Wysedome bad me not be aferde <br>But my stroke that for to amende <br>As fer as my myght weld extende <br>So by her wordes I plucked vp myn herte <br>And dyd than vnto the dragon sterte <br>But he caught me than in his clawes <br>And so we wrasteled longe to gyder <br>But he hyld me sharpely in his pawes <br>Tyll wysedom my feblenesse dyd consyder <br>Beholde she sayd dame clennes yonder <br>Than as a syde I cast all my syght <br>I sawe that lady so pure and bryght <br>My strength than dobeled an hundred folde <br>And I from hym brake by vertuous prowes <br>My herte was warme that afore was colde <br>With the cōfortable syght of fayre dame clennes <br>Than I to hym gaue strokes of exces <br>And with my sharpe swerde cut of anone <br>Two of his heedes leuynge hym but one <br>These two heedes by good morall sens <br>The worlde and the flesshe do sygnyfy <br>As I in scrypture haue intellygence <br>The fyrste the worlde that is transytory <br>Lyeth bytwene man and heuenly glory <br>Lettyuge hym often of his passage <br>If it of hym can gete auauntage <br>The seconde is the flesshly desyre <br>That troubleth a man ryght sore within <br>Settynge his courage vpon a fyre <br>Causynge hym to enclyne to dedely syn <br>His flessh the batayll of hym doth wyn <br>Often bryngynge hym into dampnacyon <br>If repentaunce were not his saluacyon <br>Repentaunce alway requyreth mercy <br>And penaunce to god is a satisfaccyon <br>For god desyreth euermore truely <br>An humble herte full of contrycon <br>And the worlde desyreth restytucyon <br>Of goodes that haue be goten wrongfully <br>To be restored vnto the ryghtfull party <br>Whan I by wysedom had won the vyctory <br>Of these two heedes I was ryght glad <br>His thyrde heed marched ayenst me sharpely <br>But I my swerd in my hand had <br>Strykynge at hym with strokes sad <br>And blode of hym coude I drawe none <br>For he had nother flesshe ne bone <br>But at the last I dyd hym vaynquysshe <br>Dryuynge hym home to his derke regyon <br>Of infernall payne that shall not fynysshe <br>For hell is called his propre mancyon <br>And of all other of his opynyon <br>That do the preceptes of god forsake <br>And to deuelyche werkes theym do be take <br>God by his ryghtwysnes made a lawe <br>By whiche man for dedely synne is condēpned <br>If god his vengeaunce do not withdrawe <br>In euerlastynge payne he sholde be prysoned <br>But and man mercy of hym requyred <br>With penytent hert he sholde it haue <br>And with his mercy he wyll man saue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitulum XII.<br>Whan I had scomfyte this serpent venymous <br>Sapyence to me ryght gentely sayd <br>Blessyd be god ye are so gracyous <br>That ye shall mary Clennes the mayd <br>But yet erwhyles ye were a frayd <br>Ye I sayd and swet full ryght sore <br>Tyll ye newe strength dyd me restore <br>This batayll was grete & longe endured <br>Whiche caused me to be ryght wery <br>But sapyence with her wordes me mured <br>With walles of comfort makynge me mery <br>Come on she sayd and walke on lyghtly <br>Unto the castell that we come fro <br>I answered to her I wolde do so <br>Than forth we went a grete pace <br>Tyll that we came to the castell syde <br>There mette vs ladyes with grete solace <br>And welcomed vs at the same tyde <br>So fayre a sort in the worlde so wyde <br>May not be founde by no maner of reason <br>As I sawe there at the same season <br>The fyrste lady that dyd vs mete <br>Iclyped was dame perseueraunce <br>Whiche to me sayd with wordes swete <br>Blessyd be god of your good gouernaunce <br>That hath kept you from the incomberaunce <br>Of the serpent with the heedes thre <br>And caused you vyctor of hym to be <br>Than came dame fayth that lady gloryous <br>Welcome she sayd with wordes amyable <br>I am ryght glad ye ar so vyctoryous <br>Of that foule dragon so abhomynable <br>She sayd that I was euermore stable <br>In her in dede eke worde and thought <br>Or elles my labour had ben to nought <br>Than spake the lady fayre dame charyte <br>Welcome vertue the noble veteran <br>Sythens that ye alway haue loued me <br>From the fyrst season that ye began <br>Bothe in your youth & syth ye were man <br>Ye haue had me in humble reuerence <br>And haue ben ruled by my preemynence <br>Than sayd dame prayer in my presence <br>Ye neuer cast me in oblyuyaunce <br>By no slouth nor wordely neglygence <br>But haue had me in grete remembraunce <br>Whiche hath ben to me very grete pleasaunce <br>Wherfore welcome vertue my dere <br>Unto this castell that ye se here <br>Than came fast to me dame lowelynes <br>Clyppynge me harde with louely chere <br>Byddynge me welcome with grete gladnes <br>As by her contenaūce it dyd well appere <br>Come on she sayd and walke on nere <br>So than amonge these fayre ladyes all <br>I went in to the grete castell hall <br>And there met me dame clennes blyue <br>And dame grace bare vp her trayne <br>Whiche euer to her was affyrmatyue <br>From whome dame clennes myght not refrayne <br>Than sayd she to me I am ryght fayne <br>That ye ar comen in to this place <br>Where ye shall wedde me in short space <br>Upon my kne I kneled than downe <br>Saynge o sterre of the blysse eterne <br>O well of vertue and of grete renowne <br>O dyuyne comfort moost sempyterne <br>Whan I your beautye do so well decerne <br>Ye set myn hert vpon a brennynge fyre <br>With feruent loue to come to my desyre <br>To me she answered in this wyse. <br>O my dere herte my spouse so pure <br>Why do ye not on your fete aryse <br>You of my true loue shall be sure <br>For ye my hert haue now in cure <br>Lete vs go now to our fader reuerente <br>So forthe vnto hym than we wente <br>Whan that we came afore his fayre face <br>Dame clennes made curtesye vnto the grounde <br>Saynge o fader kynge of grete grace <br>This knyght to loue ye are now bounde <br>And so am I for I haue often founde <br>Grete kyndnes on hym both nyght and day <br>For he hath loued me ryght well alway <br>Welcome he sayd ryght noble knyght <br>How haue ye done sythens your departynge <br>Haue ye scomfyted with your myght <br>The merueylous dragon so gretly stynkynge <br>Ye I sayd with the power shynynge <br>Of my maystresse good dame sapyence <br>I dyd hym vaynquysshe by her experyence <br>Wher is dame Sapyence than sayd he <br>And eke her syster dame dyscrecyon <br>Syr I sayd they are comen with me <br>And they haue had me in iurisdyccyon <br>Syns my departynge without destruccyon <br>Than spake dame sapyence by her faculte <br>Unto that myghty lordes mageste <br>Saynge this knyght than cleped vertue <br>Hath loued your doughter by longe contynuaūce <br>With stable loue so faythfull and true <br>And for her sake hath put to vteraunce <br>The thre heeded dragon by wyse puruyaunce <br>Wherfore me thynke he ought to mary <br>Your doughter Clennes that noble lady <br>The kynge sayd me thynke the same <br>If that my doughter wyll agre <br>And she do not she moche is to blame <br>Consyderynge his wysedome & grete beaute <br>Come hyder he sayd my doughter fre <br>To be wyfe to vertue wyll ye consent <br>Ye fader she sayd with hole entent <br>Than he called vnto his presence <br>Perseueraunce charyte and fydelyte <br>With lowlynes prayer and intellygence <br>Shewynge vnto theym the certeynte <br>How clennes his doughter wedded shall be <br>Unto me now vertu in all godely hast <br>By fore that thre dayes be ryght fully past <br>He called me than to his magnyfycence <br>Byddynge me go to bed and to rest <br>In the chaumbre of clene conscyence <br>Than so to do I thought it the best <br>For phebus was tourned into the west <br>So sapyence and I went forthe to bed <br>For lake of rest oppressed was my hed <br>A lytyll welp within this chaumbre was <br>That lay wakynge and barked alway <br>That no man in to it sholde passe <br>That wolde with conscyence make a fray <br>I dyd slepe there tyll that it was day <br>Than vp I rose and made me redy <br>Callynge vnto me dame sapyence shortely <br>Saynge vnto her o lady and maystres <br>O comfortable salue vnto euery sore <br>O fontayne of welth and carbuncle of clernes <br>Without ye helpe me I am forlore <br>Wherfore I shewe you as now before <br>Without I mary fayre dame clennes <br>I shall endure in mortall heuynes <br>Therof sayd she be no thynge adred <br>For ye shall mary here ryght soone <br>By me your mater shall be well sped <br>And the same daye it shall be doone <br>Aboute the houre truely of noone <br>And there shall be at your good dyner <br>Charyte fayth penaunce and prayer <br>Dame sapyence led me into a gardeyn <br>Where Clennes was amonge floures swete <br>Her to repayre without dysdeyn <br>As I to her wente she dyd me mete <br>Bryngynge me a floure called the margarete <br>Whiche is a floure ryght swete and precyous <br>Indued with beaute and moche vertuous <br>This floure I kyst often ryght swetely <br>Settynge it nere vnto my hert <br>Dame Clennes loked vpon me louely <br>Saynge that I sholde not depert <br>Tyll she had shewed me a grete couert <br>So with her I wente without delay <br>Where byrdes sate on many a spray <br>By this tyme phebus had begon <br>His ascencyall cours in grete bryghtnes <br>In to the sygne of the fierous lyon <br>Exylynge the fenerous frosty coldnes <br>And depryuynge the noxyall derkenes <br>And also setherus his fragraunt breth <br>Dystylled had vpon euery heth <br>Than to her I sayd my lady dere <br>Beholde this weder so clere and fayre <br>How royall walkynge that it is here <br>Lyke a place of pleasure you to repayre <br>Amonge the floures so swete of ayre <br>An other she had as she me tolde <br>Bryghter than phebus a thousande folde <br>This is a place of recreacyon <br>My mynde to comfort after study <br>In welth pleasure and delectacyon <br>For yf I sholde my selfe applye <br>Euer to pray to god an hye <br>Without this place I may not be sure <br>An other tyme in prayer to endure <br>But the other gardyn is celestyall <br>That longeth to vs by enherytaunce <br>And is entayled to vs in generall <br>For our clene lyfe & vertuous gouernaūce <br>Who that vs loueth without doubtauūce <br>With vs shall go to eternall glory <br>In short space or elles to purgatory <br>Than forth we went to her fader royall <br>Whiche welcomed vs by grete humylyte <br>Saynge my doughter dere and specyall <br>Ye shall this daye by grete solempnyte <br>Be wedded to vertue with benygnyte <br>We kneled downe and thanked his grace <br>And than forth we went to an other place </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitulum XIII.<br>In to a chapell gayly gloryfyed <br>And also hanged with cloth of tyssue <br>A place it was ryght gretly deyfyed <br>The roof was set with stones of vertue <br>As with rubyes and emeraudes bryght of hue <br>The rood loft was yuery garnysshed with gold <br>Set with dyamoundes ryght many a fold <br>Ther I dyd se the arke of god <br>With many sayntes that suffred martyrdom <br>And also I sawe there Moyses rod <br>And saynt Austyn that brought crystendom <br>Into englonde by his grete wysedom <br>And the xii. apostles that fast gan wryte <br>Of our byleue and eke dyd endyte <br>There was saynt peter the noble pope <br>That dyd stande on the ryght syde <br>Of the hyghe auter in a ryche cope <br>Dame clennes and I dyd there abyde <br>And vp there came than at that tyde <br>Dame prayer with her syster charyte <br>And eke dame penytence with humylyte <br>Than came dame fayth anone to vs <br>With ryghtwysenes peas and dame mercy <br>With dame contrycyon gay and gloryous <br>Whiche after theym dyd not longe tary <br>And than came bede and eke saynt gregory <br>With saynt ambrose the noble doctour <br>Whiche of our fayth was good protectour <br>Than came the kynge of feruent loue <br>Led with argos in goodely wyse <br>Without whome he myght not remoue <br>From his sete by ryght prudent gyse <br>Who loueth argos wyll not deuyse <br>Nor yet begynne no maner of thynge <br>Without in his mynde hese good endynge <br>Also saynt Ierome the noble cardynall <br>Came vp to vs by humble reuerence <br>Whiche euermore was a good doctrynall <br>Prechynge to vs by vertuous influence <br>With exhortacyon of dyuyne complacence <br>And than foure bysshoppes in grete dygnyte <br>Ryght connynge cernynge vnto the deyte <br>On hym wayted by grete dylygence <br>And neuer dyd forsake his company <br>But hym obeyed by good experyence <br>And from his cōmaundement dyd not vary <br>But in the chapell they dyd there tary <br>And than saynt Ierome wente to the kynge <br>Of feruent loue vnto hym saynge <br>O amyable kynge seasour of debate <br>O ioyner of vertue and well of vnyte <br>O royall emperour o souerayne estate <br>O messenger of feruent amyte <br>O feruent dart of cordyall pryuyte <br>Here is your doughter fayre dame clennes <br>That must be maryed with good ryghtwysenes <br>Unto vertue the louely knyght <br>Whiche the batayle now hath won <br>By dame sapyence helpe and myght <br>Of the foule thre heeded dragon <br>This maryage by me shall be don <br>Go ye now streyght into your tabernacle <br>Whiche is to you moost propre habytacle <br>Than the souerayne kynge to hym dyd call <br>Dame fayth dyscrecyon and dame sapyence <br>With dame contrycyon & charyte withall <br>And eke dame mercy and dame penytence <br>Unto theym saynge ye haue intellygence <br>That this daye clennes my doughter dere <br>Shall be maryed to vertue that ye se here <br>Than they dyde all come vnto me <br>With dame peas and dame grace <br>And after theym came dame virgynyte <br>Whiche in her armes dyd me enbrace <br>Saynge that I was to her grete solace <br>Gyuynge me vnto my good maryage <br>A gowne of syluer for grete aparage <br>She gafe an other of the same <br>Unto dame clennes puttynge it one <br>Upon her back withouten blame <br>After whiche Clennes wente anone <br>Unto her fader her selfe alone <br>And I with saynt Ierome dyd there tary <br>To wed dame Clennes that noble lady <br>And all the ladyes with meke contenence <br>Stode on a rewe besyde the closette <br>Of Clennes fader without resystence <br>Whiche hanged was gayly with blue veluet <br>And with perles & rubyes rychely set <br>Than forth came Clennes with two aūgels led <br>Whiche theyr golden wynges abrode dyd spred <br>Dame grace after her bare vp her trayn <br>And .xv. ladyes her dyd ensue <br>Fyrst went dame humylyte certayn <br>And after her than dyd pursue <br>Dame fayth in stablenes so true <br>Ledynge with her the fayre dame pease <br>That welth and ryches doth well encrease <br>Than went dame reason with perseueraūce <br>And than dame mercy with contricyon <br>And than exersyce with remembraunce <br>After whome went dame restytucyon <br>With dame prayer and dame confessyon <br>And dame charyte with obedyence <br>And after theym came fayre dame abstynence <br>Saynt Ierome dyd make there coniunccyon <br>Of dame Clennes and me in matrimonye <br>With heuenly wordes and vertuous fastyon <br>And aungels came downe from heuen hye <br>As saynt Mychell with gabryell & the gerachye <br>To helpe saynt peter the masse to synge <br>The organs went and the bellys dyd rynge <br>My penne for feblenes may not now wryte <br>Nor my tonge for domnes may not expresse <br>Nor my mynde for neglygence may not endyte <br>Of the aungelycall Ioye and swete gladnesse <br>That I sawe there without heuynesse <br>And whan this weddynge holy was fynysshed <br>The aungels than to heuen vanysshed <br>Than downe I went in to the hall <br>Where ordeyned was by grete solempnyte <br>A dyner of vertue moost celestyall <br>To whiche came my wyf full of benygnyte <br>On the one syde led by good auctoryte <br>With saynt Edmond the noble kynge <br>And martyr whiche dyd her downe brynge <br>And she was led on the other syde <br>With saynt Edward the kynge and confessour <br>And so bytwene theym wente this bryde <br>To whom all the ladyes made grete honour <br>As alway seruynge her without errour <br>And a lytell whyle anone after her <br>Ergos brought downe her noble fader <br>The kynge of loue than sat hym downe <br>At the table for that tyme to ette <br>Causynge dame Clennes for her renowne <br>On his one syde than for to be sette <br>And I on the other without ony lette <br>And besyde me sapyence and dyscrecyon <br>And than by theym sat dame contrycyon <br>Than sate saynt Edwarde with vyrgynyte <br>And afore hym sate dame obedyence <br>Saynt Edmond and dame charyte <br>And than dame prayer with dame abstynence <br>And than dame fayth shynynge in excellence <br>With saynt Ierome and saynt Austeyn <br>And than saynt gregory without dysdeyn <br>There was two aungels holdynge fast <br>The table cloth at euery ende <br>Knelynge downe humbly and stedfast <br>Whose seruyce no man coude amende <br>Other there were that dyd entende <br>Us for to serue with theyr grete dylygence <br>That in theym founde coude be no neglygence <br>There dyd saynt Peter by grete holynes <br>Serue vs of our swete lordes body <br>Fyrst he serued the fader of clennes <br>And after that he serued her shortly <br>With charyte fayth and dame mercy <br>And I with dyscrecyon and dame sapyence <br>Of saynt Peter was serued with grete indulgence <br>So dame obedyence with contrycyon <br>With saynt Edwarde and virgynyte <br>In lykewyse were serued without corrupcyon <br>And saynt Edmond with dame charyte <br>And saynt Ierome with dame humylyte <br>With saynt austyn and saynt gregory <br>What nede I lenger of theym specyfy <br>This was a fest moost swete and precyous <br>To fede the soule with dyuyne comfort <br>This was a mete moost dere and gloryous <br>That causeth all man for to resorte <br>To sempyternall lyfe and comforte <br>Than saynt ambrose beynge dyuyne <br>After our mete gafe vs good wyne <br>By this tyme was I .lx. yere olde <br>And desyred for to lyue in peace <br>For I began to growe two folde <br>And my feblenes dyde sore encreace <br>For nature her strength than dyd seace <br>Wherfore after this ghoostly fest <br>I thought with my wyfe to abyde in rest <br>And I to her sayd with louynge chere <br>O my swete spouse moost fayre and beauteous <br>To me euer ryght leyfe and dere <br>Where is your lande that is solacyous <br>Ye shewyd me of your gardeyn gloryous <br>Unto whiche now fayne wolde I go <br>There for to dwell and you also <br>Syr she sayd the aungell raphaell <br>Shall with these martyrs & noble confessours <br>Brynge you thyder with theym to dwell <br>Where ye shall see all your progenytours <br>With many sayntes and gloryous auctours <br>This lande is heuen that to vs longeth <br>As our euydence the gospell telleth <br>Than came my fader in lawe to vs <br>Saynge by ryght I dyd combynd <br>Clennes my doughter with vertue precyous <br>And you must I loue by naturell kynde <br>For on you now is all my mynde <br>Afore hym I kyst my wyfe moost swetely <br>For we loued to gyder hote and truely <br>Than came my good aungell to me <br>Causynge me with hym for to go <br>With clennes my wyfe wher I dyd se <br>The paynes of hell full of grete wo <br>There was the dragon that I dyd slo <br>Bounde with chaynes in fyer infynall <br>With the seuen dedely synnes in generall <br>Than my good aungell to me sayd <br>If ye had loued dame sensualyte <br>The whiche with you dyd make a brayde <br>Ye had ben dampned by ryght and equyte <br>In to this pytte full of all iniquyte <br>Wherfore thanke god that sent you wysedome <br>Suche deedly perylles for to ouercome <br>Also the lady with the cup of golde <br>Is here condempned for her grete pryde <br>In endeles payne both hote and colde <br>Where in for synne she shall abyde <br>This is a dongeon longe and wyde <br>Made for theym that do synne dedely <br>And of cryst Ihesu wyll axe no mercy <br>This is a place full of all derkenes <br>Wherin be serpentes foull and odyous <br>This is a place of mortall heuynes <br>Where I sawe deuyles blacke and tedyous <br>Dampned soules turmented with hokes rygorous <br>This is the vppermoost parte of hell <br>In whiche paynyms dampned do dwell <br>For as moche as they lacked instruccyon <br>For to be leue in god omnypotent <br>They haue deserued the lesse correccyon <br>Yet theyr payne haue none extinguysshement <br>For they are dampned by true sentyment <br>For theyr byleue and fals idolatry <br>That made theyr goddes of mars & mercury <br>Than went we doune to an other vaute <br>Where Iewes lay in grete paynes stronge <br>Whome deuylles tourmented by grete assaute <br>Drawynge theym with hokes a longe <br>For theyr opynyon so fals and wronge <br>Whiche byleued not in the natyuyte <br>Of Ihesu cryst and the vyrgyn Mare <br>Nor yet that he dyd suffre passyon <br>Bothe for theym and all mankynde <br>Nother yet of his resurreccyon <br>In theyr byleue they are so blynde <br>Yet as in bokes wryten we do fynde <br>That they haue ben taught many a tyme <br>For to forsake theyr owne fals cryme <br>Than went we downe to a depper vale <br>Where crysten soules dyd weppe & crye <br>In grete sorowe payne and bale <br>Brennynge in fyer moost hote and drye <br>And some in Ice ryght depe dyd lye <br>For to expresse it is impossyble <br>The paynes there they are so horryble <br>These crysten men knowe goddes lawe <br>And euery daye had informacyon <br>From deuelysshe werkes theym to withdrawe <br>That they sholde not fall in dampnacyon <br>Yet wyll they not make sequestracyon <br>Of goddes cōmaundement but syn deedly <br>Therfore here are they dampned ryght wysey <br>And thou haddest set thy delectacyon <br>In flesshely pleasure and vayne glory <br>Thou haddest ben here without saluacyon <br>Without thou of god had axed mercy <br>Who that it axeth shall haue it truely <br>Yf he be contryt and do repent <br>That he his lyfe in yll hath spent <br>This place sythens it is moost heuy <br>Moost derke and moost ferre from lyghtnes <br>As philosophers afferme by astronomy <br>Is in the myddes of the erthe doutles <br>That is a place of dyssolate derkenes <br>Wherfore by reason it must nedes be sette <br>In the myddes of the erthe both longe & grette.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Capitulum XIIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My good aungell by his grete vertue <br>Shewed me all this in a shorte space <br>And after hym I dyd than pursue <br>With my wyfe vnto the fayre place <br>That we came fro full of all solace <br>Where was my fader in the company <br>Of many sayntes that dyd there tary <br>My wyfe and me than for to brynge <br>To the place of eternall glory <br>With heuenly tewnes swetely syngynge <br>That theym to here it was grete melody <br>More than ony tonge can specyfy <br>This was theyr songe so swete and gloryous <br>That they dyd synge with voyce so vertuous <br>O celestyall kynge one two and thre <br>All people prayse the god and lorde <br>Whiche art in heuen o noble trynyte <br>Whose royall power and miserycorde <br>Confermed is by thyn hye accorde <br>On vs with trouth for to endure <br>Withouten ende as we are sure <br>Glory be to the fader almyghty <br>And to the sone and to the holy ghoost <br>Thre persones and one god truely <br>Whose power neuer can be loost <br>For he is lorde of myghtes moost <br>And so hath ben without begynnynge <br>And euer shall be without endynge <br>Whan we were in the ayre of asure <br>There dyd vs mete the noble Ierarchy <br>As Cherubyn and Seraphyn so pure <br>With other aungels in theyr company <br>That dyd proclayme & synge on hye <br>With voyce insacyat moost melodyous <br>To god aboue Sanctus sanctus sanctus <br>There dyd I se the planettes seuen <br>Moue in ordre by alteracyon <br>To merueylous for me to neuen <br>For they seassed not theyr operacyon <br>Some assended some made declynacyon <br>Entrynge theyr houses of the .xii. synes <br>Some indyrectly and some by dyrecte lynes <br>To heuen we styed a place moost gloryous <br>Where that we dyd beholde the deyte <br>With insaciable contenaunce moost desyrous <br>And truely than the more that we <br>Dyd loke vpon his souerayne beaute <br>The more our desyre dyd encreace <br>This is a Ioye that shall not seace <br>This is a regyon moost full of swetnes <br>This is a realme of delectacyon <br>This is a lande of infenyte gladnes <br>Without ony stormy tribulacyon <br>This place is of eterne saluacyon <br>Where aungels and sayntes for theyr solace <br>Euermore do loke on goddes face <br>What sholde I wryte thynges of dyuynyte <br>Or endyght of suche maters hye <br>Sythen it no thynge longeth to my faculte <br>Therfore of it I wyll not lenger tarye <br>For fere that I in it sholde varye <br>And by cause that trouth shall be my mede <br>I wyll now leue and take me to my crede <br>So vertue and clennes by good ryght <br>Truely in maryage ioyned must be <br>For they loue to gyder with all theyr myght <br>Without dyscencyon or duplycyte <br>And they both are alway in vnyte <br>To whome heuen by tayll generall <br>Entayled is by a dede memoryall <br>Now are they to gyder to heuen gone <br>There for to dwell in Ioye eternall <br>Where that there is the heuenly trone <br>Of our sauyour Ihesu deere & specyall <br>Who that hym loueth truely ouer all <br>Ledynge his lyfe with vertue and clennes <br>Shall come vnto the glory endeles <br>But in the fynysshynge of my mater <br>To god the maker of all thynge <br>Deuoutely now I make my prayer <br>To saufe kynge Henry our ryghtfull kynge <br>From all treason and dolefull mornynge <br>And for to maynteyn the grete honour <br>Of this swete rede rose so fayre a colour <br>This floure was kepte ryght longe in close <br>Amonge the leuys holsom and sote <br>And regally sprange and arose <br>Out of the noble stoke and rote <br>Of the rede rose tre to be our bote <br>After our bale sente by grete grace <br>On vs to reygne by ryght longe space <br>O lorde god what Ioye was this <br>Unto his moder so good and gracyous <br>Whan that she sawe her sone I wys <br>Of his ennemys to be so vyctoryous <br>It caused her to be moost Ioyous <br>And yet there of no wonder why <br>For he was ryght longe from her truely <br>A ioyfull metynge than bytwene <br>The moder and the sone so dere <br>A daye of gladnes bryght and shene <br>Fressher than phebus myddaye spere <br>Whan her sone to vs dyd appere <br>He dyd vs lyght with his pure bemys <br>Quenchynge of mars the fyrous lemys <br>O heuenly kynge o eternall emperoure <br>O thre persons and one god equall <br>I praye the to kepe from all doloure <br>This moder with her sone in specyall <br>With all theyr noble buddes in generall <br>And laude be to the that dyd enhaunce <br>Hym to his ryght and propre herytaunce <br>The whyte rose that w&supert; tempestes troublous <br>Aualed was and eke blowen asyde <br>The reed rose fortyfyed and made delycyous <br>It pleased god for hym so to prouyde <br>That his redolent buddes shall not slyde <br>But euer encrease and be vyctoryous <br>Of fatall brerys whiche be contraryous <br>Thus god by grace dyd well combyne <br>The rede rose and the whyte in maryage <br>Beynge oned ryght clere doth shyne <br>In all clennes and vertuous courage <br>Of whose ryght and royall lynage <br>Prynce Henry is spronge our kynge to be <br>After his fader by ryght good equyte <br>O noble prynce Henry our seconde treasure <br>Surmontynge in vertue & myrour of beaute <br>O geme of gentylnes & lanterne of plasure <br>O rubycound blossome and sterre of humylyte <br>O famous bud full of benygnyte <br>I pray to god well for to encrease <br>Your hyghe estate in rest and pease <br>O thoughfull hert for lack of connynge <br>Now layde to slepe this longe wynters nyght <br>Ryse vp agayne loke on the shynynge <br>Of fayre lucyna clere and bryght <br>Beholde eke mercury with his fayre lyght <br>Castynge a doune his stremys mery <br>It may well glad thyn emyspery <br>O gower fountayne moost aromatyke <br>I the now lake for to depure <br>My rudnes with thy lusty retoryke <br>And also I mys as I am sure <br>My mayster Chaucers to take the cure <br>Of my penne for he was expert <br>In eloquent termes subtyll and couert <br>Where is now lydgate flourynge in sentence <br>That shold my mynde forge to endyte <br>After the termes of famous eloquence <br>And strength my penne well for to wryte <br>With maters fresshe of pure delyte <br>They can not helpe me there is no remedy <br>But for to praye to god almyghty <br>For to dystyll the dewe of influence <br>Upon my brayn so dull and rude <br>And to enlumyn me with his sapyence <br>That I my rudnes may exclude <br>And in my mater well to conclude <br>Unto thy pleasure and to the reders all <br>To whome I excuse me now in generall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Explicit exemplum virtutis.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" 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