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VPPON THE TRANSLACION OF THIS PRESENT Booke. GEFFREY WHITNEY
To the Frendlye Readers of either of the languages.
That
worke which first did VVhetstone take in hāde,
VVhere, famous actes in Englishe he dothe tutche:
VValraven, lo, for loue to natiue lande,
To those, that please, presents the same in dutche:
And bothe the workes, in one, wee maye decerne:
That either lande, eche others tonge may learne.
VVhere, famous actes in Englishe he dothe tutche:
VValraven, lo, for loue to natiue lande,
To those, that please, presents the same in dutche:
And bothe the workes, in one, wee maye decerne:
That either lande, eche others tonge may learne.
VVhere, all that will, maye see for their delighte,
VVhat great renoume, was erst, by vertues wroughte:
And what, alone, did Greekes, and Latines write,
These labours here, into our tonges haue broughte:
Yea, what fewe knewe, and neare, throughe agew, as dead,
Js nowe of all, in Dutche and Englishe redd.
VVhat great renoume, was erst, by vertues wroughte:
And what, alone, did Greekes, and Latines write,
These labours here, into our tonges haue broughte:
Yea, what fewe knewe, and neare, throughe agew, as dead,
Js nowe of all, in Dutche and Englishe redd.
A woorthie worke, for Martiall men to see:
VVhich shewes, what praise of prowes great dothe springe:
And, to that ende, heere, rare examples bee,
Of Romanes boulde, vvhose fame novv freshe dothe ringe,
And are reuiu'd, for euerie man to knovve:
Though they vveare turn'd to poulder, longe agoe.
VVhich shewes, what praise of prowes great dothe springe:
And, to that ende, heere, rare examples bee,
Of Romanes boulde, vvhose fame novv freshe dothe ringe,
And are reuiu'd, for euerie man to knovve:
Though they vveare turn'd to poulder, longe agoe.
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Then vvhen you reape the fruites of this their stile
Good Readers all, giue them their praises due:
To VVethstone first, vvho did the vvorke compile,
VValraven, next, that turn'd the same for you,
VVhose paines (I knovve) was ioyn'd with care of minde:
Eche phrase to fitte, and vvorde for vvorde to finde.
Good Readers all, giue them their praises due:
To VVethstone first, vvho did the vvorke compile,
VValraven, next, that turn'd the same for you,
VVhose paines (I knovve) was ioyn'd with care of minde:
Eche phrase to fitte, and vvorde for vvorde to finde.
That, vvee might learne to vnderstande the dutche,
And you likevvise the Englishe might perceiue,
Lo, his intent, vvhich sure deserueth mutche,
Then giue him praise, or else his right you reaue
So shall you, bothe his paines, in parte, requite:
And stirre him vp, some greater vvorke to vvrite.
And you likevvise the Englishe might perceiue,
Lo, his intent, vvhich sure deserueth mutche,
Then giue him praise, or else his right you reaue
So shall you, bothe his paines, in parte, requite:
And stirre him vp, some greater vvorke to vvrite.
FFare vvell.
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T. BASSON, TO ALL FREENDLY READERS, VPPON THE TRANSLATION OF THIS PRESENT BOOKE.
Amonge the vvorthy vvoorkes (of fame)That Learned Tully pende:
The care of countrye, (and the same)
He greatlye doth commende.
VVhich lesson novv, in this my mynde,
VValraven (that in hande
Tooke, to translate this booke) I fynde
Did ripelie vnderstande.
For throughe his paynes, hee there vvith shovves,
Great loue vnto all sutch:
Beside a zelous mynde to those,
That learne for to speake Dutch.
Like-vvyse vnto all them dooth hee,
That Inghishe novv vvill learne:
As bothe, maye vvell perceaue and se,
And his good vvill decerne.
Also vvhat labour hee hath made,
In setting vvorde for vvorde:
A matter straunge, it maye be saide,
The like vvas neuer hearde.
Therfore all ye that novv doo meene,
To learne each others speache:
Giue to VValraven, as beseeme,
I humblie you beseeche.
I meane no vvages (like the same)
As vve dooe plovv-men giue:
But giue him, tho the ende his name,
Amonge vs euer liue.
Loue maketh labour light.
T. B.
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TO THE RIGHT VALIANT GENTLEMEN AND SOVLDIERS, THAT ARE, OR shalbe Armed vnder the Ensigne of Sainct George: In recompence of their vvorthie aduentures, Heauen, and euerlasting honor.
God
with S. George, Allon, braue Gentlemen,
Set Speares in rest, renew your auncient fame:
Rush on the Pikes, the Cannon do not shen,
Your Ancestors, with passage through the same,
This Prouerbe raisde, among the French, their Foes,
Vous es si fier, que vn Anglois.
Set Speares in rest, renew your auncient fame:
Rush on the Pikes, the Cannon do not shen,
Your Ancestors, with passage through the same,
This Prouerbe raisde, among the French, their Foes,
Vous es si fier, que vn Anglois.
Thou art as fierce, as is an Englishman,
The French still say, and proofe the same did teach:
Turne you the french into Castillian,
It hath a grace in such a loftie speach:
Your cause is good, and Englishmen you are,
Your foes be men, euen as the french men weare.
The French still say, and proofe the same did teach:
Turne you the french into Castillian,
It hath a grace in such a loftie speach:
Your cause is good, and Englishmen you are,
Your foes be men, euen as the french men weare.
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The force of death, that raiseth many feares,
In crauin harts, which courage doe dispise:
Long liues the man, that dyes in lusty yeares,
In actions where honour may arise.
And wherein may you honour more expect,
Then wronged men, to succour and protect?
In crauin harts, which courage doe dispise:
Long liues the man, that dyes in lusty yeares,
In actions where honour may arise.
And wherein may you honour more expect,
Then wronged men, to succour and protect?
The Lyon prayes, vpon the stoutest beast,
Yet lickes the sheep, the which the wolfe hath wound:
So worthy mindes, proude lookes, that feareth least,
Doth helpe to raise, the wounded from the ground.
Like Lyons then, the Armes of England shield,
Pray on your foes, and pittie those that yeld.
Yet lickes the sheep, the which the wolfe hath wound:
So worthy mindes, proude lookes, that feareth least,
Doth helpe to raise, the wounded from the ground.
Like Lyons then, the Armes of England shield,
Pray on your foes, and pittie those that yeld.
I say no more, but God be your good speede,
And send you (hap) which I did neuer taste:
And if this Booke, you do vouchsafe to reade,
You can not thinke, your labour spent in waste,
VVhich doth containe, the Morall rules of those,
That followed Mars, in thickest preace of foes.
And send you (hap) which I did neuer taste:
And if this Booke, you do vouchsafe to reade,
You can not thinke, your labour spent in waste,
VVhich doth containe, the Morall rules of those,
That followed Mars, in thickest preace of foes.
George Whetstone.
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