The Castell of Pleasure by William Nevill: The text of the first issue of the poem with variant readings from the reprint of 1518; Together with introduction, notes and glossary by Roberta D. Cornelius |
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Beaute.
Ye knowe well fantasy I am nothynge accompanyed
Lyke as I wolde be whan he shall attayne my presence
Therfore as best is let this be applyed
Go ye and call hyther your syster credence
Let eloquence be nyghe lest there happeth some offence
For it is mete they be nyghe at this grete besynes
Quod dysdayne it is mete my lady haue preemynens
Lyke as becometh her estate and noblenes
Lyke as I wolde be whan he shall attayne my presence
Therfore as best is let this be applyed
Go ye and call hyther your syster credence
Let eloquence be nyghe lest there happeth some offence
For it is mete they be nyghe at this grete besynes
Quod dysdayne it is mete my lady haue preemynens
Lyke as becometh her estate and noblenes
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Forth went fantasy to do her message
Desyre thought he taryed very longe
And sore he was moeued with faruent corage
He thought he wold Ieoperde though it sholde happen wrong
And in his grete trouble he called fantasye amonge
Saynge ye forgete ye hede not my grete payne
Yf som chaunce haue happed her I may synge a woful song
Or elles I fere me she be let by dysdayne.
Desyre thought he taryed very longe
And sore he was moeued with faruent corage
He thought he wold Ieoperde though it sholde happen wrong
And in his grete trouble he called fantasye amonge
Saynge ye forgete ye hede not my grete payne
Yf som chaunce haue happed her I may synge a woful song
Or elles I fere me she be let by dysdayne.
Betwene hope and drede thus troubled ryght
He stepte forth with a solempne semblaunce
Thoughe I neuer attayne her I wyl thus endure no more
So than forwardes he dyd hym selfe auaunce
Lo quod dysdayne se ye this sodayne chaunce
Here is desyre what sodeyn smoke caused this
Drawe the trauers quod Beaute let us here this utteraunce
He entred and kneled downe & spake nothynge amysse
He stepte forth with a solempne semblaunce
Thoughe I neuer attayne her I wyl thus endure no more
So than forwardes he dyd hym selfe auaunce
Lo quod dysdayne se ye this sodayne chaunce
Here is desyre what sodeyn smoke caused this
Drawe the trauers quod Beaute let us here this utteraunce
He entred and kneled downe & spake nothynge amysse
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