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The Authour.
On this Kimarus lefte me all alone,
And so did Morpheus, then I thought to reste:
But yet againe he came presenting one,
For audience likewyse making his requeste,
A worthy prince, he ware a warlike creste:
A blade in hande, he bloudy rusty bore,
Was all his harnesse from his shoulders tore.
And so did Morpheus, then I thought to reste:
But yet againe he came presenting one,
For audience likewyse making his requeste,
A worthy prince, he ware a warlike creste:
A blade in hande, he bloudy rusty bore,
Was all his harnesse from his shoulders tore.
His armes, and handes were all embrued in bloud,
So was his breste, but all the reste beside,
Seemde rayde with matter vyle, or slimy mud,
With red and yelow as it were bedide:
You scarcely could the sight therof abide:
Yet sithe he seemde some worthy wight to be,
It brought by farre lesse squemishnes to me.
So was his breste, but all the reste beside,
Seemde rayde with matter vyle, or slimy mud,
With red and yelow as it were bedide:
You scarcely could the sight therof abide:
Yet sithe he seemde some worthy wight to be,
It brought by farre lesse squemishnes to me.
LENUOY.
By this appeares that time in Britayne were
Aboundant store of wolues, and vices rife:
Mempricius tale the like doth witnesse beare,
And so doth Madans mangled end of life.
These though they scaped stout Bellonaes knife,
Yet in the end for vices foule they fell
By Wolues deuourde, mine Author so doth tell.
Aboundant store of wolues, and vices rife:
Mempricius tale the like doth witnesse beare,
And so doth Madans mangled end of life.
These though they scaped stout Bellonaes knife,
Yet in the end for vices foule they fell
By Wolues deuourde, mine Author so doth tell.
The glory vaine that fades and flits away,
Makes men so blinde, they looke not on the end:
Allurde to losse, on earthly pompe they stay,
But fewe to scale the vertue towres contend.
Fewe seeke, by Christ, the heauenly way to wend:
The onely causes why these Princes fell,
Are vices vile, as auncient authors tell.
Makes men so blinde, they looke not on the end:
Allurde to losse, on earthly pompe they stay,
But fewe to scale the vertue towres contend.
Fewe seeke, by Christ, the heauenly way to wend:
The onely causes why these Princes fell,
Are vices vile, as auncient authors tell.
Next after this, on stage a Prince appearde,
With slimye glere, and bloud beraide that came:
In hand a dagger drawne his foe that dearde
Hee bare perdy, and showde mee eke the same.
And thus his tale in order hee did frame
As shall ensue, so hee mee thought did tell
How hee was slaine, and slewe a monster fell.
With slimye glere, and bloud beraide that came:
In hand a dagger drawne his foe that dearde
Hee bare perdy, and showde mee eke the same.
And thus his tale in order hee did frame
As shall ensue, so hee mee thought did tell
How hee was slaine, and slewe a monster fell.
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