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The Song of Turia.

Water (faire Springs, and purest running streames)
This fortunate and most abundant soile,
Comfort the meades and trees, and pleasant aire,
Defend the flowers from Titans burning spoile,
So with the fauour of the highest beames
I will maintaine my bankes so fresh and faire,
That these shall haue great enuie of my crowne,
The Father of flouds, Rosne, Myncius, and Garoune.
Whiles that you goe thus hastening of your course,
Winding your streames by many a crooked way,
And ioy Valencia fieldes that sweetely smell
With sauourie liquours in the hottest day:
My weake and feeble breath I will enforce
With my diuining spirit to foretell,
And sing of those good haps, that shall befall
By fauour of the heauens vnto you all.
Shepherds, and Nymphes, within these louely dales
Whose names resound vnto th' Arcadian fieldes,
Giue eare to me: But of the painted flowers,
Nor pleasure, that the springs and medowes yeeldes,
Nor woods, nor shades, nor warbling nightingales,
I will not sing, nor of the countrie powers:
But of those famous men and worthy peeres,
That shall be heere not after many yeeres.
And now I see two Shepherds first in place,
Calixtus, and Alexander, whose fames
Surmounting the great Cesars chiefe renowne,
From Atlas vnto Maurus sounds their names:
Whose liues the heauens adorning with their grace,
Shall make them both to weare a reuerend crowne:
And saue from losse with their industrious heede,
As many flockes as in the world doe feede.
Of whose illustrous stocke I see arise
That man, whose hart base feare cannot rebuke,

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Well knowne for armes, and many martiall feates,
The Roman Cesar, and Valencian Duke:
A minde that mounts aboue the hautie skies,
Whom yet a cruell fate with murder threates,
That that rare strength, braue hart, and noble breath
Must haue an end by rawe and bloodie death.
The same likewise must in a moment end
The glory of Don Hugo de Moncades,
With valour, good successe and happy praise,
Leauing the Moores subdued by Spanish blades:
For Charles his blood most willing he shall spend,
After the winning of a thousand daies,
And fight he shall with strong and conquering hand
Against the French and barbarous Affrican.
But ill it doth be fit to talke of those,
Whom furious Mars doth kindle with his heate,
When learned lampes doe grauely come in place:
For heere they shall arise, and shine in great
And glorious blaze, as far as Europe goes:
The darkest corners shall their lights imbrace.
Viues shall liue as long as Daphnes louer
Aboue the world with golden wings doth houer.
Whose highest skill and learning shall inherit
Iohn Honorate, and clime to honours hill,
Teaching the mightie Emp'rour of our land:
The Muses with great woonder he shall fill,
Whom now (me thinkes) I see with greatest merit
Bearing a Bishops Crosier in his hand:
O that such famous Shepherds, all my sheepe
And lambes might feede, and plaines and pastures keepe.
About that time Nunnez with praise shall flourish,
Who for deepe learning in his tender yeeres,
Shall be compar'd vnto the Stagarite:
Demosthenes giues place where he appeeres
And doth declame, whose eloquence doth nourish
His owne and strangers: But O vile despite,
And most ingratefull place, whom thou shalt make
For Ebrus banks, thy countrie to forsake.
But who shall tell you of that musicall,
Which many a Poet straining foorth his voice
Along my bankes so sweetely shall resound?
Heere doe I see how all of them reioice,
With fauours that Apollo giues them all,

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For, singing with a spirit most profound,
They shall enlarge this happy countries name,
From Pole to Pole with endlesse golden fame.
And now I see that man, whose name shall bee
Bruted with liuing praise in euery part:
Whom I may well for golden verse compare
To Phebe, to Mars in armes and martiall art,
Ansias March, who (flowring meade) of thee,
Loue, vertue, and death, shall sing with verse most rare
Taking for honorable and his iust emprese
To celebrate the vertues of Terese.
Well shall he shew himselfe to be the sonne
Of Peter March, who both in peace, and war,
Learned in verse, in armes most mighty heere,
Shall make his countrie famous very far:
Whose noble linage (when that they are done)
Wherein renowned valour doth appeere,
Shall giue a Iayme, and Arnau in those daies
Poets, whom heauen shall fauour many waies.
Giorgio del Rey with verse most high and stately
My banks shall honour, and with garlands crown'd
By all my fairest Nymphes, that shall imbrace him,
His name with double ecchoes shall resound:
The gentle Planets fauouring but lately
His fellow Poets, in such sort shall grace him,
That Italie shall woonder at his verse,
And die for spite his sweete songs to reherse.
Now Fraunces Oliuer, that with thy voice
Lifting thee vp vnto the Azur'd heauen,
Dost wound the same: And thee renown'd Figueres
Whose verse shall be most pleasant, fine and euen,
And thee Martin Garcy, that maist reioice,
That (mauger death) thy fame time neuer weares:
And Innocent of Cubels I doe see,
Who well deserues a crowne of Laurell tree.
Shepherdes, you shall haue heere a man of woorth,
That with the vertue of his secret skill,
And herbes, shall helpe your languors and your smartes,
And mend your liues with verses at his will:
Then Nymphes strow flowers and sweetest herbes powre foorth
Vnto great Iayme Royg with thankfull hartes,
Crowne him with Bay with Parsley, and with Tyme,
For famous skill in phisicke, and in ryme.

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And great Narcis Vinnols, that to the skie
With loftie verse did blaze his woorthy praise,
Make him a crowne of Laurell faire and greene,
Whose fame shall not (though all the world decaies)
Another for a personage most high,
Whose verse shall reach as high as may be seene:
He shall be matcht with him that loued Laura,
His name, the famous Crespi Valladaura.
Me thinkes I see an Earle most excellent,
The noble Lord surnamed of his Oliue,
Which, while the world shall last: amongst his owne
And strangers, it shall flourish and suruiue:
His comely verse shall shine most orient
With perfect light, which he deriues alone
From heate that from his Centelles doe arise
Shining as bright as stars in cleerest skies.
And Nymphes, when that the heauens shall ioy you all
With Iohn Fernandz, as now but with supposes,
There shall no place be voide in all this land,
Where sowe ye may not Lillies and fine Roses:
And thou (light fame) stretch out thy flight, and call
Thy mighty powers, and vse them heere at hand:
And giue him that surname most souerayn
Thou gauest vnto the famous Mantuan.
And now I doe behold that Poet rare,
Iayme Gacull, who in Valencian ryme
Did shew his pregnant and his liuely wit,
Which mounted to the highest cloudes in time:
And Fenollar, whom I well to compare
To Tityrus my thoughts cannot omit:
For sounding heere his sweetest verse along
These banks, the world shall heare his solemne song.
Pinedas songs so copious and so fine,
Shall also make my sweete banks to resound,
By whose braue verse Pan conquer'd needes must be,
Tygres made gentle: and they shall rebound
His famous name, which neuer shall decline,
Vnto the highest spheares in dignitie.
I hope by him more honour to obtaine,
Then proudest Smyrna did by Homer gaine.
Behold the stated, milde, and sweetest grace,
Wherewith Vincent Ferrand, a man most graue,
Shall shew his highest iudgement, and his skill:

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Being in his time a Poet rare and braue.
His verse shall hold king Aeolus in his place,
And stay nay streames from running at their will,
Hearing the sweetest sound and harmonie,
Of all his verses gracious, graue, and hie.
The heauens will not, nor reason will consent,
That I should speake with humble stile and plaine
Of that choise squadron, and without compare,
Aboue mans reach an office to obtaine:
Ferran, Sans, Valdellos, and excellent
Cordero, and Blasqo a wit most rare,
Gacet, more shining lights then faire Aurore,
Of whom my spirits now shall sing no more.
When of so great a Master I doe thinke,
As excellent Borja of Montese,
Who shewes his valour, as his wits diuine,
As well in verse as any high emprese:
Me thinkes, my fieldes, my riuers, and their brinks
Shall with more hap and greater glorie shine,
Then Tybur hath, though he within her wombe
Was borne, that built the stately towne of Rome.
And thee who of same father, place, and name,
And of the selfe same highest linage bred,
Most excellent Don Ioan, whose surname shall
In Pindus, and Parnase be honoured.
For euerie one to reare his verse shall frame
With pen aboue the globe celestiall.
The Muses that doe dwell in Helicone,
Make for thee there a crowne and stately throne.
The Romane people with their heroes
Was not so proud, when they did all despise,
As my most fertill soile, and I shall be
When that great Aguilon shall once arise,
Whom both in war, in counsell, and in peace,
In verse, and valour, his dexteritie
Shall to the highest top of honour reare,
Where Marius yet, and Fabius neuer were.
Now Seraphin Centellas I doe see,
Who lifting vp his high and loftie song,
And militarie art vnto the skie,
Builds for his verse a fort most sure and strong.
And shewes himselfe so braue a man to be
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That now begins my sweete content of hart,
To see his valour, and his great desart.
But now I feare me that I cannot praise
Don Luys Milan, euen as I doe desire,
Who shall in musicke to such skill attaine,
That to Orpheus wreathe he shall aspire:
His vaine shall be so stately in his daies
In heroicke verse, that I beleeue in vaine
That they will name before this Adamant
Cyno Pystoya, and Guido Caualcante.
Thou that shalt get so great apart, and taste
Of Pegasus fount, that mighty deaw and sweete,
And whom the dwellers of Parnassus hill
Shall with a standard of braue poesie greete:
(Noble Falcon) heere words I will not waste
In praising thee, for fame shall that fulfill:
And shall be carefull that thy learned name
In all the world with praise she will proclame,
Praising alwaies the famous Emperour
Charles the great King, Fame makes the world to knowe him;
And though aboue the stars she doth commend him,
Little it is to that that she doth owe him,
You shall behold him to excell so fur,
With fauour that the Muses all will lend him,
His surname shall the worlde so much delight,
That Hesiodes name shall be forgotten quite.
He that declares the stately Romane lawes,
He that a fine and daintie verse compoundes,
He that the wise Lycurgus doth excell,
And all the Poets of Verona groundes,
Comes next in place, whose golden chariot drawes
Fame with her trumpe, his praises to foretell:
And this is Oliuer, whose memorie
Controules the old and newest historie.
Knowing faire Nymphes, your good daies to begin
Make thousand outward signes of inward ioy,
For now (me thinkes) I doe behold euen then
Two famous men who shall their mindes imploy,
The one to war, the other still to win
Saluation for the soules of sinfull men.
Ciurana and Ardenol, who shall raise
Their highest verse to heauen with endlesse praise.
What? Will you see a iudgement sharpe and sure,
A generall skill, a graue and setled minde,

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A liuely spirit, and a quicke conceate,
A sweete consort, poeticall and fine,
That sauage beastes to mildnesse doth enure?
Of Philip Catalan behold the great
Wisedome and wit, who therefore hath no meane
A portion in the fountaine Hyppocrene.
Heere shall you see a high and loftie wit,
Who shall bring honour to our pleasant fieldes,
Endowed with a braue and noble spright,
Cunning in all things that good letters yeeldes,
The learned Pellicer, whose braine shall fit
For poemes, making them his chiefe delight:
In which his skill and methode shall be great,
His iudgement deepe, a sweete and quicke conceate.
Behold the man whose noble brest containes
Knowledge most rare, and learning generall,
Orpheus seemes with him to be combinde,
Apollos fauours on his head doe fall:
Minerua giues him wit in plentious vaines,
And Mars a noble hart and valiant minde:
I meane Romani, comming now addressed
With all the best, that learning hath professed.
Two sunnes within my bankes shall now arise,
Shining as bright as Titan in his sphere,
And many spring tides in one yeere shall bee,
Decking my bankes and meadowes euery where:
The hurtfall snowe, nor hard vntempered ice
Shall hide my plaines, nor couer any tree
When ecchoes in my woods or greenes reherse
Vadillos and Pinedas sweetest verse.
The meetres of Artiede, and Clement, so
Famous shall be in their yoong tender yeeres,
That any thinking to excell the same,
But base to them and humble shall appeere:
And both amongst the wisest sort shall showe
Quicke and reposed wits with endlesse name.
And after giue vs from their tender flowers
Fruits of more woorth amongst more learned powers.
The fount, that makes Parnassus of such prize,
Shall be Iohn Perez of such woorthy fame,
That from swift Tana vnto Ganges source,
He shall dilate his admirable name:
To stay the hastie windes he shall suffice,

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And riuers running with most swiftest course,
Filling them all with woonder, that shall throng
To heare his verse, and graue and solemne song.
The man to whom a woorthy name is due
Of right, for his abilitie and skill,
Whom all my sacred Nymphes in time shall knowe,
And all my Shepherdes shall with praises fill
For verse most high: amongst the learned crew
His honour and his praise shall daily growe:
Almudeuar it is, whose shining wing
Vnto the stars his golden praise must bring.
In vulgar toong the famous Espinose
Shall make the historie of Naples cleere,
After he hath reuiu'd the memorie
Of the Centellas highly linag'd heere
With such a loftie style: That fame bestowes
His praise abroad, the which shall neuer die:
And make this Poet, second vnto none,
To be renown'd in worlds but lately knowne.
But now I feele a certaine ioy of minde,
That makes mine aged hart to leape apace,
But onely thinking of that great content,
That Bonauida brings into this place:
In grauest learning he shall leaue behinde
The rest, whose glorie he shall still preuent:
His fine and pithie verse, with Laurell drest,
In euery age shall sound from east to west.
Now Don Alonso comes in place, who shall
The Rebolledos surname much increase
In all the world, to raise his woorthy name
Aboue great Maro he shall neuer cease,
And seeme to haue no humane wit at all
But singing with most loftie verse: the same,
His fine conceit, his art and vaine so high,
It seemes he shall haue robbed from the skie.
For end of this most sweete and pleasant song
And last conclusion of this generall skill,
I giue you him, by whom dame Nature shall
The Circle of the world with woonder fill:
My simple praises should but doe him wrong
And all his vertues most heroicall,
His valour, wit, nobilitie which graceth
His bountie, faith and zeale which he imbraceth.

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This is Aldana monarch of such might,
That iointly souldiours and braue verses makes:
That (with great reason) the most famous men
As far as Phebus with his light awakes
Doe doubte if he be Petrarke Tuscans light,
Or Petrarke he: But yet admiring then,
To see that where fierce Mars doth shew his face,
Apollo milde should haue so great a place.
After this captaine there is none whom I
With my poore verse may honour and commend,
For next vnto the golden sunne that star
That brightest shines in darknes must depend:
And yet besides the short time doth deme,
To praise each one for poesie and war:
Farewell, farewell, for vnto you the rest
Heereafter I will sing with cleerer brest.