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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521159" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tower of Doctrine - (from the History of Graunde Amoure)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I loked about, and sawe a craggy roche<br>Farre in the west, neare to the element; <br>And as I dyd then unto it approche,<br>Upon the toppe I sawe refulgent<br>The royall tower of Morall Document,<br>Made of fine copper, with turrettes fayre and hye,<br>Which against Phebus shone so marveylously;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That for the very perfect bryghtnes,<br>What of the tower and of the cleare sunne,<br>I coulde nothyng beholde the goodliness<br>Of that palaice whereas Doctrine did wonee;<br>Tyll at the last, with mysty wyndes donne,<br>The radiant bryghtnes of golden Phebus<br>Auster gan cover with clowde tenebrus. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then to the tower I drewe nere and nere,<br>And often mused of the great hyghnes<br>Of the craggy rocke, whiche quadrant did appeare;<br>But the fayre tower so much of ryches<br>Was all about sexangled doubtles,<br>Gargeyled with greyhounds and with many lyons,<br>Made of fyne golde, with divers sundry dragons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The little 'turretts' with ymages of golde<br>About was set, whiche with the wynde aye moved.<br>With propre vices that I did well beholde,<br>About the towers in sundry wyse they hoved,<br>Wyth goodly pypes in their mouthes ituned,<br>That with the wynde they pyped a daunce,<br>Iclipped Amour de la hault plesaunce.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The toure was great, of marvelous wyndes,<br>To whyche there was no way to passe but one,<br>Into the toure for to have an intres;<br>A grece there was, ychesyled all of stone<br>Out of the rocke, on whiche men dyd gone<br>Up to the toure; an in lykewise dyd I,<br>Wyth bothe the grayhoundes in my company:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tyll that I that I came to a ryall gate,<br>Where I sawe stondynge the goodly portres,<br>Whiche axed me from whence I came a-late?<br>To whome I gan in every thynge expresse<br>All myne adventure, chaunce, and busynesse,<br>And eke my name I tolde her every dell.<br>When she herde this, she lyked me ryght well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her name, she sayd, was called Countenaunce:<br>Into the 'base' courte she dyd me then lede,<br>Where was a fountayne depred of pleasance,<br>A noble sprynge, a ryall conduytehede,<br>Made of fyne golde enameled with reed,<br>And on the toppe foure dragons blewe, and stoute<br>Thys dulcet water in foure partyes dyd spout.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of whyche there flowed foure ryvers ryght clere,<br>Sweter than Nylus or Ganges was theyr odoure,<br>Tygrys or Eufrates unto them no pere.<br>I dyd than taste the aromatyke lycoure,<br>Fragraunt of fume, swete as any floure,<br>And in my mouthe it had a marveylous cent <br>Of divers spyces; I knewe not what it ment.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And after thys father forth me brought<br>Dame Countenaunce into a goodly hall:<br>Of jasper stones it was wonderly wrought,<br>The wyndowes cleare, depured all of crystall,<br>And in the roufe on hye over all<br>Of golde was made a ryght crafty vyne; <br>Instede of grapes the rubies there did shyne.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The flore was paved with berall clarified,<br>With pillers made of stones precious,<br>Like a place of pleasure so gayely glorified,<br>It might be called a palaice glorious,<br>So muche delectable and solacious.<br>The hall was hanged, hye and circuler,<br>With cloth of arras in the rychest maner.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That treated well of a ful noble story,<br>Of the doubty waye to the tower perillous;<br>Howe a noble knyght should wynne the victory<br>Of many a serpente foule and odious:<br>***</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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Farre in the west, neare to the element; 
And as I dyd then unto it approche,
Upon the toppe I sawe refulgent
The royall tower of Morall Document,
Made of fine copper, with turrettes fayre and hye,
Which agai..."></div>
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