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How subtyly & by fayre wordys Dacyan assayed to cawse saynt george to do sacryfyce / & howe saynt George faynedly consentyd to hym. Capitulum. xxiii.
O noble george / and knyght / ryght eccellent
Saue for thy blyndenes / and obstynat erroure
Our goddys mekenes / to the is euydent
Syns they reuengyd / haue nat theyr dyshonour
But yet ben redy / thy sores to socoure
So that no venym / no fyre / no swerd / nor knyfe
By theyr meke suffraunce / can the depryue thy lyfe
Saue for thy blyndenes / and obstynat erroure
Our goddys mekenes / to the is euydent
Syns they reuengyd / haue nat theyr dyshonour
But yet ben redy / thy sores to socoure
So that no venym / no fyre / no swerd / nor knyfe
By theyr meke suffraunce / can the depryue thy lyfe
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At last / remembre this / theyr beneuolence
Conuerte thy purpose / perfourme our kynges mynde
Why shalte thou thy fame / thy name and excellence
By suche folyes / thus fyle dyfface / and blynde
Ensewe thy elders / why goest thou out of kynde
Of all thy parentys / the olde honour and name
By this thy foly / myght nowe conclude with shame.
Conuerte thy purpose / perfourme our kynges mynde
Why shalte thou thy fame / thy name and excellence
By suche folyes / thus fyle dyfface / and blynde
Ensewe thy elders / why goest thou out of kynde
Of all thy parentys / the olde honour and name
By this thy foly / myght nowe conclude with shame.
Beit / I graunt the / that noon is to the lyke
In all inchauntment / and none ouerpassyth the
(As thou hast prouyd) in scyence of magyke
My selfe hath it sene / so hath thys hole Cyte
Thou passyst thynuentours / of this same faculte
Let it suffyce the / thy mynde / nowe mytygate
Honour our goddes / and ioy thy olde estate.
In all inchauntment / and none ouerpassyth the
(As thou hast prouyd) in scyence of magyke
My selfe hath it sene / so hath thys hole Cyte
Thou passyst thynuentours / of this same faculte
Let it suffyce the / thy mynde / nowe mytygate
Honour our goddes / and ioy thy olde estate.
Enioy thy olde name / of worthy chyualry
Kepe thy olde honour which shall encreas certayne
What tyme the hye fame / of thy great sorcery
Unto rome Cyte hereafter shall attayne
There men shall recount / thy cunnynge souerayen
How thou hast deuyct thynchauntours of persye
Both rulers and comons / theyr syght shall cast on the.
Kepe thy olde honour which shall encreas certayne
What tyme the hye fame / of thy great sorcery
Unto rome Cyte hereafter shall attayne
There men shall recount / thy cunnynge souerayen
How thou hast deuyct thynchauntours of persye
Both rulers and comons / theyr syght shall cast on the.
The myghty kyngys / shall here of the gladly
This thy far iourney / and chaunce auenturous
Thy glory shall passe / all them of Thessaly
Which in enchauntment / haue cunnynge marueylous
They of eufrate / psilla / and marsia / cautelous
Which touchynge adders / from hurt escapeth fre
These in art magyke / shall all gyue place to the.
This thy far iourney / and chaunce auenturous
Thy glory shall passe / all them of Thessaly
Which in enchauntment / haue cunnynge marueylous
They of eufrate / psilla / and marsia / cautelous
Which touchynge adders / from hurt escapeth fre
These in art magyke / shall all gyue place to the.
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Thow shalt be aboue / the dwellers of hyrpyne
To whome appollo / hath gyuen preemynence
By hys great godhed / and solem myght dyuyne
On fyre to goo barefote / Without hurte or offence
Nowe saue thy honour / aduert this excellence
Honour our goddys / than lyue auoyde of drede
For of suche men / Rome: playnly hath great nede
To whome appollo / hath gyuen preemynence
By hys great godhed / and solem myght dyuyne
On fyre to goo barefote / Without hurte or offence
Nowe saue thy honour / aduert this excellence
Honour our goddys / than lyue auoyde of drede
For of suche men / Rome: playnly hath great nede
Saynt george herynge / this fayned subtylte
By dacyan: prouynge / to tourne his holy mynde
Agayne he answerd / this wyse with breuyte
Nowe dacyan / I se thy wordes be so kynde
Thy mynde so egall / that reason doth me bynde
Thy wyll to perfourme / suche is thy hye wysdom
I graunt thy askynge / and yelde my selfe ouercom
By dacyan: prouynge / to tourne his holy mynde
Agayne he answerd / this wyse with breuyte
Nowe dacyan / I se thy wordes be so kynde
Thy mynde so egall / that reason doth me bynde
Thy wyll to perfourme / suche is thy hye wysdom
I graunt thy askynge / and yelde my selfe ouercom
Before the rulers / and all the comonte
I graunt to morowe / for to do sacryfyce
To the great god / of immortall deyte
To morowe erly / therfore in any wyse
Cause al the comons / by sounde of tromp to ryse
And in the temple / for to abyde present
To se me sacryfyce / to god omnypotent
I graunt to morowe / for to do sacryfyce
To the great god / of immortall deyte
To morowe erly / therfore in any wyse
Cause al the comons / by sounde of tromp to ryse
And in the temple / for to abyde present
To se me sacryfyce / to god omnypotent
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