 | [Chronicle of Fabyan] |  |
The Wardis of London
Prologus.
Now wolde I fayne
In wordys playne
Some honoure sayen
And brynge to mynde
In wordys playne
Some honoure sayen
And brynge to mynde
Of that auncient Cytie
That so goodly is to se
And full trewe euer hath be
And also full kynde
That so goodly is to se
And full trewe euer hath be
And also full kynde
To Prynce and Kynge
That hath borne iust rulynge
Sene the fyrste wynnynge
Of this Ilelande by Brute
That hath borne iust rulynge
Sene the fyrste wynnynge
Of this Ilelande by Brute
So that in great honoure
By passynge of many a showre
It hath euer borne the flowre
And lawdable Brute
By passynge of many a showre
It hath euer borne the flowre
And lawdable Brute
Of euery Cytie and Towne
To seche the worlde rowne
Neuer yet caste downe
As other many haue be
To seche the worlde rowne
Neuer yet caste downe
As other many haue be
As Rome and Cartage
Ierusalem the sage
With many other of age
In story as ye may se
Ierusalem the sage
With many other of age
In story as ye may se
This so oldly foundyd
Is so surely groundyd
That no man may confounde it
It is so sure a stone
Is so surely groundyd
That no man may confounde it
It is so sure a stone
That it is vpon sette
For thoughe some haue it thrette
With manassys grym and grete
yet hurt had it none
For thoughe some haue it thrette
With manassys grym and grete
yet hurt had it none
Cryste is the very stoon
That the Cytie is sette vpon
Whiche from all his foon
Hath euer preseruyd it
That the Cytie is sette vpon
Whiche from all his foon
Hath euer preseruyd it
By meane of dyuyne seruyce
That in contynuell wyse
Is kepte in deuout guyse
Within the mure of it
That in contynuell wyse
Is kepte in deuout guyse
Within the mure of it
As howsys of Relygyon
In dyuerse placys of this Towne
Whiche in great deuocion
Been euer occupyed
In dyuerse placys of this Towne
Whiche in great deuocion
Been euer occupyed
Whan one hath done another begyn
So that of prayer they neuer blyn
Suche ordre is theyse howsys within
With all vertue allyed
So that of prayer they neuer blyn
Suche ordre is theyse howsys within
With all vertue allyed
The parysshe Churches also to rekyn
Of which noūber as I shall spekyn
Wherein speke many preest & dekyn
And Cryste dayly they serue
Of which noūber as I shall spekyn
Wherein speke many preest & dekyn
And Cryste dayly they serue
By meane of whyche Sacryfyce
I trust that he in all wyse
This Cytie for hir seruyce
Doth euer more preserue
I trust that he in all wyse
This Cytie for hir seruyce
Doth euer more preserue
This Cytie I meane as Troynouaūte
Where honour & worshyp doth haunte
With vertue and ryches accordaunte
No Cytie to it lyke
Where honour & worshyp doth haunte
With vertue and ryches accordaunte
No Cytie to it lyke
To speke of euery cōmodytie
Flesshe and Fysshe and all deyntye
Cloth and Sylke with wyne plentye
That is for hoole and syke
Flesshe and Fysshe and all deyntye
Cloth and Sylke with wyne plentye
That is for hoole and syke
Brede & ale with spycis fyne
With howses fayre to sowpe and dyne
Nothynge lackynge that is cōdyngne
For man that is on molde
With howses fayre to sowpe and dyne
Nothynge lackynge that is cōdyngne
For man that is on molde
With Ryuers fresshe & holsom ayer
With wymen that be good and fayre
And to this Cytie doon repayre
Of straungers many folde
With wymen that be good and fayre
And to this Cytie doon repayre
Of straungers many folde
The vytayle that herein is spente
In thre housholdys dayly tente
Atwene Rome and Ryche Kent
Are none may them compare
In thre housholdys dayly tente
Atwene Rome and Ryche Kent
Are none may them compare
As of the Mayre and shryues twayne
What myght I of the Iustyce sayne
Kept within this Cytie playne
It were longe to declare
What myght I of the Iustyce sayne
Kept within this Cytie playne
It were longe to declare
For thoughe I shulde all day tell
Or chat with my ryme dogerell
Myght I not yet halfe dospell
This townys great honoure
Or chat with my ryme dogerell
Myght I not yet halfe dospell
This townys great honoure
Therefore shortly as I began
Pray for it bothe chylde and man
That it may contynewe an
To bere of all the Flowre
Pray for it bothe chylde and man
That it may contynewe an
To bere of all the Flowre
And so to dwelle in rest & peace
Good lorde graunt that it not sease
But euer to haue more encreace
If it be thy wyll
Good lorde graunt that it not sease
But euer to haue more encreace
If it be thy wyll
And to contynewe the olde fame
The Kynges chaūbre yt the right name
London to kepe without blame
As it hath hyther tyll.
The Kynges chaūbre yt the right name
London to kepe without blame
As it hath hyther tyll.
Who so hym lykyth theyse vrses to rede
With fauour I pray he wyll them spell
Let not the rudenesse of them hym lede
For to dyspraue thys ryme dogerell
Some ∥te of ye honoure it doth you tell
Of this olde Cytie Troynouaunt
But not there of the halfe dell
Cun̄ynge in the maker is so adaunt
With fauour I pray he wyll them spell
Let not the rudenesse of them hym lede
For to dyspraue thys ryme dogerell
Some ∥te of ye honoure it doth you tell
Of this olde Cytie Troynouaunt
But not there of the halfe dell
Cun̄ynge in the maker is so adaunt
But thoughe he had the eloquence
Of Tully and the moralytie
Of seneck and the Influence
Of the swete sugred Armone
Of that fayre lady Caliope
yet had he not cūnynge parfyght
This Cytie to prayse in eche degre
As it shulde duely aske of Ryght.
Of Tully and the moralytie
Of seneck and the Influence
Of the swete sugred Armone
Of that fayre lady Caliope
yet had he not cūnynge parfyght
This Cytie to prayse in eche degre
As it shulde duely aske of Ryght.
Septima Pars Iohannis.
[Cryste of the thefe which on the ryght hand was]
Cryste of the thefe which on the ryght hand was
And axid mercy to vs thou made a praye
That we lyke wyse shuld for our trespasse
Are of the mercy and shewe no delaye
Nor for Erthly thynges caste ourselfe away
For who of thy Crosse accomptyth lytle store
The meryte of thy passion he losyth euermore
And axid mercy to vs thou made a praye
That we lyke wyse shuld for our trespasse
Are of the mercy and shewe no delaye
Nor for Erthly thynges caste ourselfe away
For who of thy Crosse accomptyth lytle store
The meryte of thy passion he losyth euermore
This manfull Knyght this prynce victorious
Which toke thy Crosse on hym with great payne
He folowed the thefe and axyd mercy thus
For his offence he warred thy Foes agayne
And shad theyr blode on hyll and eke on playne
And all for loue good Lorde he had to the
Wherefore swete Iesu on hym thou haue pytie
Which toke thy Crosse on hym with great payne
He folowed the thefe and axyd mercy thus
For his offence he warred thy Foes agayne
And shad theyr blode on hyll and eke on playne
Wherefore swete Iesu on hym thou haue pytie
Of whom the Bowellys at carleyll/& the trunke
At fount Ebrarde full Rychely is dight
The harte at Roan into the erth is sunke
Of the worthy Richarde and so in thre is twyght
That more than one whylom was in myght
In erth is seperat that lyuynge more than one
Was and of grace founde lyke to hym none
At fount Ebrarde full Rychely is dight
The harte at Roan into the erth is sunke
Of the worthy Richarde and so in thre is twyght
That more than one whylom was in myght
In erth is seperat that lyuynge more than one
Was and of grace founde lyke to hym none
[The Kynge of Kynges that Lorde that Ruleth all]
The Kynge of Kynges that Lorde that Ruleth allAnd in whose power all thynge is conteynyd
This Realme for synne he dystroy shall
With dowble plage be thereof asserteyned
Except the people here after be refrayned
From synne and them to vertuous lyfe alye
And vyce before vsyd vtterly renye.
[O qm̄ mirabilia/good Lorde thy werkys been]
O qm̄ mirabilia/good Lorde thy werkys been
In punysshement of Synners by thy myght wondersly
As by olde storyes it is playnly seen
One synner the other hath correcte vtterly
As Aalizaunder/with Iulius/Pompey/and Tholomy
And many other which as thy scourgys were
To punysshe Synners and themselfe also dere
In punysshement of Synners by thy myght wondersly
As by olde storyes it is playnly seen
One synner the other hath correcte vtterly
As Aalizaunder/with Iulius/Pompey/and Tholomy
To punysshe Synners and themselfe also dere
In lyke wyse nowe Reder if thou liste take hede
And wele reuolue in mynde this history
Of theyse .iii. Prynces and loke wele on theyr dede
Thou shalt conceyue that they dyd wyckydly
I meane Kynge Iohn̄/Phylyp/and Ottony
Which vnto Synne made them selfe so thrall
That of Pope Innocent they were accursyd all
And wele reuolue in mynde this history
Of theyse .iii. Prynces and loke wele on theyr dede
Thou shalt conceyue that they dyd wyckydly
I meane Kynge Iohn̄/Phylyp/and Ottony
Which vnto Synne made them selfe so thrall
That of Pope Innocent they were accursyd all
Wherefore God sufferyd that one the other to greue
And warre and chase with dedlye hate and stryfe
Gladde that one the other to myscheue
Manassynge eche other with Spere/Swerde/and Knyfe
With cruell Batayll durynge theyr Synfull lyfe
Wherefore I maye conclude/in factis horum
That Multa sunt flagella peccatorum.
And warre and chase with dedlye hate and stryfe
Gladde that one the other to myscheue
Manassynge eche other with Spere/Swerde/and Knyfe
With cruell Batayll durynge theyr Synfull lyfe
Wherefore I maye conclude/in factis horum
That Multa sunt flagella peccatorum.
Septima Pars Henrici .iii.
[If excelent of wytte or grace of good vertue]
If excelent of wytte or grace of good vertueOr nobylnesse of byrth myght vnto deth resyste
Than shulde this Frederyke mortall fate exchewe
Which hym hath closyd here nowe in his Cheste
But noone of theyse may erthly man assyste
To stryue with deth but all must pay hym dette
Noble and innoble there is no thynge may lette.
[Fre fretyth this worlde/and deconfoundith all]
Fre fretyth this worlde/and deconfoundith allHyghe thynges of honour/into depenesse derke
Risercheth busyly the goodis generall
Makynge no questyon in his mooste cruell werks
And Cus with Swerde all thynge doth manace
And this is Frederyke all devoyde of Grace.
Septima Pars Lodouici sancti.
[The Frende of pyte/and of almesse dede]
The Frende of pyte/and of almesse dedeHenry the thirde/whylome of Englande kynge
Who this Churche brake/and after to his mede
Agayne renewyd/into this fayre buyldynge
Nowe restyth in here/whiche dyd so great a thynge
He yelde his mede/that lorde in deyite
That as one God/Reygneth in persones thre.
Septima Pars Edwardi Primi.
[Of englysshmen the Scourge/of walshe the protectoure.]
Of englysshmen the Scourge/of walshe the protectoure.Lewelyn the prynce/rule of all vertue
Gemme of all lyuers/and of all other the floure
Whiche vnto deth/hath payde his dette due
Of kynges a Mirrour/that after hym shall sue
Duke and prayse/and of the lawe the ryght.
Here in this graue/of people lyeth the lyght.
[Here lyeth of Errour the prynce/if ye wyll ken]
Here lyeth of Errour the prynce/if ye wyll kenThefe and robbour/and traytour to Englysshmen
A dym bronde/a sect of doers yll
God of Walshemen/cruell without skyll
In sleynge the good/and leder of the badde
Lastly rewardyd/as he deseruyd hadde
Of Troyans blode/the drastes and nat sede
A rote of falshode/and cause of many yll dede.
[The morowe folowynge/Tiburce and Ualerian]
The morowe folowynge/Tiburce and UalerianThe blessyd Seyntes/of snowe fyll suche plentie
That at that daye/was no lyuynge man
That myght remembre/of so great quantyte
The Northyn wynde/blewe with suche fyerste
That houses/tryes/with herbys it ouercast
And many other harmes/by lande and eke by see
Of that wynde came/the whyle that it dyd laste.
[What wenys kynge Edwarde/with his longe shankys]
What wenys kynge Edwarde/with his longe shankysTo haue wonne Berwyk/all our vnthankys.
Gaas pykes hym
And whan he hath it
Gaas dykis hym.
[These scaterande Scottes]
These scaterande ScottesHolde we for sottes
Of wrenches vnware
Erly in a mornynge
In an euyll tymynge
Came they to Dunbarre.
[Whyle lyued this kynge]
Whyle lyued this kyngeBy his power all thynge
Was in good plyght.
For gyle was hydde
Great peas was kydde
And honest had myght.
[This sorowfull deth/whiche bryngeth greatfull lowe]
This sorowfull deth/whiche bryngeth greatfull lowe
And moost and leest/he Ioyneth into one
This man to whom his pere was nat knowe
Hath now subduyd/nat sparynge hym alone
Whiche of all other/this worlde to ouergone
None was to be sparyd/of so great Equytie
As he/if any/for noblesse sparyd shulde be.
And moost and leest/he Ioyneth into one
This man to whom his pere was nat knowe
Hath now subduyd/nat sparynge hym alone
Whiche of all other/this worlde to ouergone
None was to be sparyd/of so great Equytie
As he/if any/for noblesse sparyd shulde be.
Therfore thou noble or myghty/truste none other grace
But thou shalt pay to deth/thy naturall dette
And lyke as he/from this worlde dyd chace
This myghty prynce/and from his frendes fette
Fro whom all Englande/loude mournyd and grette
So shall thou and other/in dethes snare fall
None shall escape/to rekyn kyndes all
But thou shalt pay to deth/thy naturall dette
And lyke as he/from this worlde dyd chace
This myghty prynce/and from his frendes fette
Fro whom all Englande/loude mournyd and grette
So shall thou and other/in dethes snare fall
None shall escape/to rekyn kyndes all
Edwarde with many/and dyuers gracis endowyd
And lyke as Nardus/moost swetest of odoure
In smellynge passeth/and moost he is allowyd
Of all swete odours/so dyd this knyghtly floure
By vertuous actes/Surmount in honoure
All other Prynces/whose herte was lybarde lyke
And without fere/were he hole or syke.
And lyke as Nardus/moost swetest of odoure
In smellynge passeth/and moost he is allowyd
Of all swete odours/so dyd this knyghtly floure
By vertuous actes/Surmount in honoure
All other Prynces/whose herte was lybarde lyke
And without fere/were he hole or syke.
This prynce was slewe/to all maner of stryfe
Discrete and wyse/and trewe of his worde
In Armys a Geaunt/by terme of all his lyfe
Excellynge Actes/doynge by dynt of the sworde
Subduyd the proude/of prudence he bare the horde
Of Flaunders by fate/he had great Amyte
And Walshe/and Scottes/by strength subduyd he
Discrete and wyse/and trewe of his worde
In Armys a Geaunt/by terme of all his lyfe
Excellynge Actes/doynge by dynt of the sworde
Subduyd the proude/of prudence he bare the horde
Of Flaunders by fate/he had great Amyte
And Walshe/and Scottes/by strength subduyd he
This good kynge perelesse/his landes fermly gyded
What Nature myght gyue/he fayled of it no thynge
No parte of Boūte/from his was discided
He was Iustyce and peas/and of lawe stablysshynge
And chaser of iniquyte/by his vertuous lyuynge
In whom these graces/with innumerable mo
Fermly were roted/that deth hath tane vs fro.
What Nature myght gyue/he fayled of it no thynge
No parte of Boūte/from his was discided
He was Iustyce and peas/and of lawe stablysshynge
And chaser of iniquyte/by his vertuous lyuynge
In whom these graces/with innumerable mo
Fermly were roted/that deth hath tane vs fro.
That whylom was a kynge/nowe is but duste and bone
All glorye is fallen/And this pytte kepyth the kynge
But he that yeldyth/all thynge by his one
The sone of god/to whom aboue all thynge
With herte and mouth/he dyd due worshyppynge
That lorde of his Ioy/perdurable to laste
Graunt hym sorowlesse/euermore to taste.
All glorye is fallen/And this pytte kepyth the kynge
But he that yeldyth/all thynge by his one
The sone of god/to whom aboue all thynge
With herte and mouth/he dyd due worshyppynge
That lorde of his Ioy/perdurable to laste
Graunt hym sorowlesse/euermore to taste.
AMEN
Septima Pars Edwardi .ii.
[Maydens of Englonde sore maye ye morne]
Maydens of Englonde sore maye ye morneFor your Lemmans ye haue loste at Bannockisborne.
With heue a lowe.
What wenyth the Kynge of Englonde
So soone to haue wonne Scotlande.
With Rumbylowe.
[With Ropes were thou bounde and on the Gallowe honge]
With Ropes were thou bounde and on the Gallowe hongeAnd from thy Body thyne hed with Swerde was Kytte
Thy bowellys in the Fyre were throwe and burnyd longe
Thy Body in .iiii. pecys Eke with an are was slytte
With horse before drawyn fewe men pyteynge it
Thus with these Turmentys for thy synnys sake
From the wretchyd Hugh all wordly welthe was take.
[Whan Saturne with his colde Isy face]
Whan Saturne with his colde Isy face
The grounde with his Frostys turnyth the grene to whyte
The tyme of Wynter which Trees doth deface
And causyth all verdure to avoyde quyte
Than fortune whiche sharpe was with stormys not alyte
Hath me assautyd with hir frowarde wyll
And me beclypped with daungerous ritght yll
The grounde with his Frostys turnyth the grene to whyte
The tyme of Wynter which Trees doth deface
And causyth all verdure to avoyde quyte
Than fortune whiche sharpe was with stormys not alyte
Hath me assautyd with hir frowarde wyll
And me beclypped with daungerous ritght yll
What man in this worlde is so wyse or fayre
So prudent so vertuose or famouse vnder thayre
But that for a foole and for a man dyspysed
Shalbe take whan fortune is from hym deuyded
So prudent so vertuose or famouse vnder thayre
But that for a foole and for a man dyspysed
Shalbe take whan fortune is from hym deuyded
Alas now I crye but no man doth me moone
For I sue to them that pytye of me haue noone
Many with great honours I dyd whylom auaunce
That nowe with dyshonoure doon me stynge and launce
And such as some tyme dyd me greatly feere
Me dyspyse and let not with sclaunder me to deere
For I sue to them that pytye of me haue noone
Many with great honours I dyd whylom auaunce
That nowe with dyshonoure doon me stynge and launce
And such as some tyme dyd me greatly feere
Me dyspyse and let not with sclaunder me to deere
O mercyfull God what loue they dyd me shewe
And with detraccion they do me hacke and hewe
Alas moste Synfull wretche why shulde I thus complayne
If God be pleasyd that I shulde thus susteyne
For the great offence before by me doone
Wherefore to the good Lorde I wyll retourne eftesoone
And hooly cōmytte me thy great mercy vntyll
And take in pacyence all that may be thy wyll
And all onely the serue with all dylygence
Alas that before this tyme I had not that cence
But nowe good Lorde which arte omnypotent
Beholde me mooste wretchyd and greatly penytent
And of my trespace forgyuenes thou me graunt
And by what sorowe my Carkes is now daunt
Graunt it may be to my Sowle remedy
That the sooner I may attayne it by
For to the swete Ihesu I yelde my sore wepynge
And aske of the pardon for my greuouse Synnynge.
And with detraccion they do me hacke and hewe
Alas moste Synfull wretche why shulde I thus complayne
If God be pleasyd that I shulde thus susteyne
For the great offence before by me doone
Wherefore to the good Lorde I wyll retourne eftesoone
And hooly cōmytte me thy great mercy vntyll
And take in pacyence all that may be thy wyll
And all onely the serue with all dylygence
Alas that before this tyme I had not that cence
But nowe good Lorde which arte omnypotent
Beholde me mooste wretchyd and greatly penytent
And of my trespace forgyuenes thou me graunt
And by what sorowe my Carkes is now daunt
Graunt it may be to my Sowle remedy
That the sooner I may attayne it by
For to the swete Ihesu I yelde my sore wepynge
And aske of the pardon for my greuouse Synnynge.
Moost blessyd Ihesu
Roote of all Uertue
Graunt I may the sue
In all humylyte
Roote of all Uertue
Graunt I may the sue
In all humylyte
Sen thou for our good
Lyste to shede thy blood
And stretche the vpon the Roood
For our Iniquite.
Lyste to shede thy blood
And stretche the vpon the Roood
For our Iniquite.
And thou moost mylde Mother and vyrgyn moost pure
That barest swete Ihesu the worldys Redempture
That shynyst and florysshed as Flowre moost sure
And lyke as Nardus of his Swete odoure
Passyth all other so thou in all Honoure
Surmountys all Sayntis by thy great excellence
Wherefore to praye for my greuouse offence
That barest swete Ihesu the worldys Redempture
That shynyst and florysshed as Flowre moost sure
And lyke as Nardus of his Swete odoure
Passyth all other so thou in all Honoure
Surmountys all Sayntis by thy great excellence
Wherefore to praye for my greuouse offence
I the beseche
Moost holsome leche
That thou wylte seche
For me suche grace
Moost holsome leche
That thou wylte seche
For me suche grace
That my Body vyle
My sowle shall exyle
Thou brynge in short whyle
It in Rest and peace.
My sowle shall exyle
Thou brynge in short whyle
It in Rest and peace.
Septima Pars Edwardi .iii.
[Longe beerdys hartles]
Longe beerdys hartlesPaynted hoodys wytles
Gay Cotis graceles
Makyth Englande thryfteles.
[Of Englysshe kynges/here lyeth the beauteuous flour]
Of Englysshe kynges/here lyeth the beauteuous flourOf all before passed/and Mirrour to theym shall sue
A mercyfull kynge/of peas conseruatour
The thirde Edwarde/the deth of whom may rue
All Englysshmen/for he by knyghthode due
Was lyberde inuyct/and by feate Marcyall
To worthy Machabe/in vertue peregall.
Septima Pars Ppillp de Ualoys.
[Whan that this cok/loo here doth synge.]
Whan that this cok/loo here doth synge.Than shall this founde kyng/his hoost in brynge.
Septima Pars Henrici .iiii.
[Parfyght and prudent Rycharde by ryght the seconde]
Parfyght and prudent Rycharde by ryght the seconde
Uaynquysshed by fortune lyeth here nowe grauen in stone
Trewe of his worde and therto well resounde
Semely of persone and lyke to Omer as one
In worldely prudence and euer the Churche in one
Up helde and fauoured castynge the proude to grounde
And all that wolde his royall state confounde
Uaynquysshed by fortune lyeth here nowe grauen in stone
Trewe of his worde and therto well resounde
Semely of persone and lyke to Omer as one
In worldely prudence and euer the Churche in one
Up helde and fauoured castynge the proude to grounde
And all that wolde his royall state confounde
But yet alas thoughe that this metyr or ryme
Thus doth enbelysshe this noble Pryncis fame
And that some Clerke which fauoured hym some tyme
Lyste by his cunnynge thus to enhaunce his name
yet by his story apperith in hym some blame
Wherefore to Pryncys is surest memory
Theyr lyues to exercyse in vertous constancy.
Thus doth enbelysshe this noble Pryncis fame
And that some Clerke which fauoured hym some tyme
Lyste by his cunnynge thus to enhaunce his name
yet by his story apperith in hym some blame
Wherefore to Pryncys is surest memory
Theyr lyues to exercyse in vertous constancy.
[The peruerse Heretyke/though that he do brenne]
The peruerse Heretyke/though that he do brenneAnd from this worlde/be rasyd vtterly
No force/syne that he lyst nat kenne
Our sacred fayth/but it right peruersly
Lyst of his wyll/Erronyously to reply
What force/thougth Sathan with his eternall payne.
Do hym rewarde/syn he wyll nat refrayne.
Septima Pars Henrici quinti.
[Loo here is noted/and put in memory]
Loo here is noted/and put in memory
That ouer this Actz/noble and Marcyall
This excellent Prynce/this fyfte kynge Henry
His soule to endowe/he was memoryall
For with Suffrages/whiche euerlaste shall
Of Masses thre/that folowe ceryously
At Westmynster/he ordeyned to be sayd dayly.
That ouer this Actz/noble and Marcyall
This excellent Prynce/this fyfte kynge Henry
His soule to endowe/he was memoryall
For with Suffrages/whiche euerlaste shall
Of Masses thre/that folowe ceryously
At Westmynster/he ordeyned to be sayd dayly.
Upon Sonday/the firste masse to begynne
Deuoutly to be sayd/of the Assumpcion
Of our blessyd Lady/and nat therafter blynne
But then the latter/of the Resurrection
And on the Monday/of the Uisitacion
The firste masse after ordeyned is
Of the Annunciacion/the latter masse sayd is.
Deuoutly to be sayd/of the Assumpcion
Of our blessyd Lady/and nat therafter blynne
But then the latter/of the Resurrection
And on the Monday/of the Uisitacion
The firste masse after ordeyned is
Of the Annunciacion/the latter masse sayd is.
Upon the Tuysday/to kepe the ordre Iust
The firste to be sayd/of Cristes Natiuite
Then of our Lady byrth/the latter flowre must
On Wednysday/the holy Ghost/halowed to be
And of the Concepcion/the thirde wylled he
The Thursday to synge the firste of Corpus xp̄i
Of the Purificacion/the laste of our Lady.
The firste to be sayd/of Cristes Natiuite
Then of our Lady byrth/the latter flowre must
On Wednysday/the holy Ghost/halowed to be
And of the Concepcion/the thirde wylled he
The Thursday to synge the firste of Corpus xp̄i
Of the Purificacion/the laste of our Lady.
Upon the Fryday/a Masse of Cristes crosse
And of the Salutacion/the latter for to synge
And for of daye or tyme/shuld be no losse
Upon Saterdaye/the firste of that mornynge
A masse of all Seyntes/to praye for the kynge
Than masse of Rquiem/to be laste of all
And euery day/the day masse/amyd thyse masses to fall.
And of the Salutacion/the latter for to synge
And for of daye or tyme/shuld be no losse
A masse of all Seyntes/to praye for the kynge
Than masse of Rquiem/to be laste of all
And euery day/the day masse/amyd thyse masses to fall.
Lenuoy.
O mercyfull god/what a Prynce was this
Whiche his short lyfe/In Marcyall Actes spent
In honour of Conquest/that wonder tyme it is
Howe he myght compasse/suche dedys excellent
And yet for that/his mynde nothynge detent
All goostly helthe/for his Soule to prouyde
Out of this worlde/or fatally shuld slyde
Whiche his short lyfe/In Marcyall Actes spent
In honour of Conquest/that wonder tyme it is
Howe he myght compasse/suche dedys excellent
And yet for that/his mynde nothynge detent
All goostly helthe/for his Soule to prouyde
Out of this worlde/or fatally shuld slyde
So that/though I had/Tullyes Eloquence
Or of Senek/the great moralyte
Or of Salamon/the perfyght Sapience
Or the swete dyties/of dame Caliope
yet myght I nat/In prose or other dytte
Accordyngly/auaunce this Prynces fame
And with due honour/to enhaunce the same.
Or of Senek/the great moralyte
Or of Salamon/the perfyght Sapience
Or the swete dyties/of dame Caliope
yet myght I nat/In prose or other dytte
Accordyngly/auaunce this Prynces fame
And with due honour/to enhaunce the same.
Consyderynge his Actes/wherof ∥cell appere
In this Rude werke/with many moo lefte oute
The tyme also whiche/was lesse than ten yere
That he so shortly/brought all thynge aboute
By dyuyne grace forthryde/without doute
That myghtefull Lorde/he halpe his goostly knyght
With grace and honour/to passe this worldes fyght.
In this Rude werke/with many moo lefte oute
The tyme also whiche/was lesse than ten yere
That he so shortly/brought all thynge aboute
By dyuyne grace forthryde/without doute
That myghtefull Lorde/he halpe his goostly knyght
With grace and honour/to passe this worldes fyght.
And to haue rewarde/dowble and condyngne
And firste/for Marcyall/Actes by hym doone
To be auauncyd/amonge the Worthy Nyne
And for his vertues/vsyd by hym eftesoone
With many good dedys/whiche he in erth had doone
Aboue the Gerachyes/he is I truste now stalled
That was on erth/kynge of kynges called.
And firste/for Marcyall/Actes by hym doone
To be auauncyd/amonge the Worthy Nyne
And for his vertues/vsyd by hym eftesoone
With many good dedys/whiche he in erth had doone
Aboue the Gerachyes/he is I truste now stalled
That was on erth/kynge of kynges called.
Septima Pars Henrici Sexti.
[Holy Seyntes/Edwarde/and seynt Lowyce]
Holy Seyntes/Edwarde/and seynt LowyceConcerue this Braunche/borne of your blessyd blode
Lyue amonge Cristen/moste soueraygne of pryce.
Enherytour of the Flourdelyce so gode
This Sixte Henry/to Reygne and to be wyse
God graunte he may/to be your mode
And that he may Resemble/your knyghthode and vertue
Praye ye hertely/vnto our Lorde Ihesu.
[Agayne Myscreauntes the Emperour Sygysmunde]
Agayne Myscreauntes the Emperour SygysmundeHath shewyd his myght/whiche is Imperyall
And Henry the .v. a noble knyght was founde
For Cristes cause in Actes Marcyall
Cherysshed the Churche/to Lollers gaue a fall
Gyuynge Example/to kynges that succede
And to theyr Braunche here in especyall
Whyle he doth Reygne/to loue good and drede.
[O blessyd Lady Cristes moder dere.]
O blessyd Lady Cristes moder dere.And thou seynt George/that called art her knyght
Holy seynt Denys/O marter moste entere
The sixt Henry here present in your syght
Shedyth of your grace/on hym your heuenly lyght
His tender youth/with vertue doth auaunce
Borne by discent/and by tytle of ryght
Iustly in Reygne/in Englande and in Fraunce.
[All tho that been/Enemyes to the kynge]
All tho that been/Enemyes to the kyngeI shall theym clothe/with confucion
Make hym myghty/by vertuous lyuynge
His Mortall foon to oppresse/and bere hym downe
And hym to encreace/as Cristes Champyon
All myscheuys/from hym to abridge
With grace of god/at the entry of this bridge.
[We Ladyes thre/all by one consent]
We Ladyes thre/all by one consent
Thre goostly gyftes/heuynly and dyuyne
Unto the Sir kynge/as nowe we do present
And to thyne hyghnes/here we do this tyme
Utterly shewe/and theym determyne
As I grace/firste at thy cōmynge
Endowe the/with Scyence and connynge.
Thre goostly gyftes/heuynly and dyuyne
Unto the Sir kynge/as nowe we do present
And to thyne hyghnes/here we do this tyme
Utterly shewe/and theym determyne
As I grace/firste at thy cōmynge
Endowe the/with Scyence and connynge.
And I nature/with strength and fayrenesse
For to be loued/and drade of euery wyght
And I Fortune/prosperyte and Rychesse
The to defende/and to gyue the myght
Longe to enioye/and holde thy trewe ryght
In vertuous lyfe/with honour to procede
That thy .ii. Ceptours/thou may well possede.
For to be loued/and drade of euery wyght
And I Fortune/prosperyte and Rychesse
The to defende/and to gyue the myght
Longe to enioye/and holde thy trewe ryght
In vertuous lyfe/with honour to procede
That thy .ii. Ceptours/thou may well possede.
[God the endowe/with Crowne of glorye]
God the endowe/with Crowne of gloryeAnd with the Ceptre/of Clennesse and pytie
And with as werde/of myght and victorye
And with a Mantell of Prudence/clad thou be
A Shylde of Fayth/for to defende the
An Helme of Helth wrought to thyne encreace
Gyrte with a gyrdyll/of loue and parfyte peace.
[Soueraygne Lorde/welcome to your Cytie]
Soueraygne Lorde/welcome to your Cytie
Welcome our Ioye/and our hertes pleasaunce
Welcome our gladnesse/welcome our suffysaunce
Welcome welcome/right welcome mut ye be
Syngynge before/thy Royall mageste
We saye with herte withouten varyaunce
Soueraygne lorde/nowe welcome out of Fraunce.
Welcome our Ioye/and our hertes pleasaunce
Welcome our gladnesse/welcome our suffysaunce
Welcome welcome/right welcome mut ye be
Syngynge before/thy Royall mageste
We saye with herte withouten varyaunce
Soueraygne lorde/nowe welcome out of Fraunce.
The Mayer and Cytezeyns with all the Comynaltie
Reioyse your cōmynge newly out of Fraunce
Wherby this Cytie/and they Releuyd be
Of all theyr sorowe/and former greuaunce
Wherfore they say/and synge without greue
Welcome/welcome/welcome our hertes Ioye
Welcome you be/vnto your owne newe Troye.
Reioyse your cōmynge newly out of Fraunce
Wherby this Cytie/and they Releuyd be
Of all theyr sorowe/and former greuaunce
Wherfore they say/and synge without greue
Welcome/welcome/welcome our hertes Ioye
Welcome you be/vnto your owne newe Troye.
[Lo I chief pryncesse/Dame Sapience]
Lo I chief pryncesse/Dame SapienceShewe vnto you/this sentence of Scripture
Kynges that been/moost of Excellence
By me they Reygne/and moost Ioye endure
For trouth my helpe/and my besy cure
To encrease theyr glory/and their hygh renowne
They shall of wysdome/haue full possession
[Loo by the Sentence/of prudent Salamon]
Loo by the Sentence/of prudent Salamon
Mercy and Right/preseruyn euery kynge
And I Clennesse/obserued by reason
Kepe his Trone/from myschief and fallynge
And maketh it stronge/with longe abydynge
So I conclude/that we Ladyes thre
A kynge preserue/in longe prosperyte.
Mercy and Right/preseruyn euery kynge
And I Clennesse/obserued by reason
Kepe his Trone/from myschief and fallynge
And maketh it stronge/with longe abydynge
So I conclude/that we Ladyes thre
A kynge preserue/in longe prosperyte.
And Dauid sayd/the Pselame beryth wytnesse
Lorde god thy Dome/thou to the kynge
And gyue to hym/thy Trouth and Rightwysnesse
The kynges Sone/here on erth lyuynge
And thus declaryd/he by his wrytynge
That kynges and prynces/shuld aboute them drawe
Folke that ben trewe/and well lernyd in lawe.
Lorde god thy Dome/thou to the kynge
And gyue to hym/thy Trouth and Rightwysnesse
The kynges Sone/here on erth lyuynge
And thus declaryd/he by his wrytynge
That kynges and prynces/shuld aboute them drawe
Folke that ben trewe/and well lernyd in lawe.
[Ennok firste/with a benygne chere]
Ennok firste/with a benygne chere
Prayed god/to vpholde/his prosperytie
And that/noone Enemyes/haue of the power
Nor that no Childe/of false Inyquytie
Haue power/to perturbe thy Felycitie
This olde Ennok/to processe can well telle
Prayed for the kynge/as he rode by the welle.
Prayed god/to vpholde/his prosperytie
And that/noone Enemyes/haue of the power
Nor that no Childe/of false Inyquytie
Haue power/to perturbe thy Felycitie
This olde Ennok/to processe can well telle
Prayed for the kynge/as he rode by the welle.
After Helias/with his lokkys hoore
Sayd well deuoutly/lokynge on the kynge
God concerue the/and kepe euermore
And make the blyssed/here on erth lyuynge
And preserue the/in all maner thynge
Anb specyall amonge kynges all
In Enemyes handes/that thou neuer fall.
Sayd well deuoutly/lokynge on the kynge
God concerue the/and kepe euermore
And make the blyssed/here on erth lyuynge
And preserue the/in all maner thynge
Anb specyall amonge kynges all
In Enemyes handes/that thou neuer fall.
[By thyse .ii. Trees/whiche here growe vpryght]
By thyse .ii. Trees/whiche here growe vpryght
From seynt Edwarde/and also sent Lowys
The rote I take/Palpaple to eche syght
Conueyed by lyne/from kynges of great pryce
Whiche some bare Leopardes/and some Flourdelyce
Armys excellent/of honour haue no lacke
Whiche the sixt Henry/may nowe bere on his backe.
From seynt Edwarde/and also sent Lowys
The rote I take/Palpaple to eche syght
Conueyed by lyne/from kynges of great pryce
Whiche some bare Leopardes/and some Flourdelyce
Armys excellent/of honour haue no lacke
Whiche the sixt Henry/may nowe bere on his backe.
As in Degre/of Iust Successiowne
As olde Cronycles/truely determyne
Unto this kynge/is nowe discendyd downe
From eyther partye/right as any lyne
Upon whose hede/now fresshely doth shyne
Two ryche Crownes/mooh soueraygne and pleasaunce
To brynge in peas/atwene Englande and Fraunce.
As olde Cronycles/truely determyne
Unto this kynge/is nowe discendyd downe
From eyther partye/right as any lyne
Upon whose hede/now fresshely doth shyne
Two ryche Crownes/mooh soueraygne and pleasaunce
To brynge in peas/atwene Englande and Fraunce.
[To you my Aungellys/this precept ye assure]
To you my Aungellys/this precept ye assure
This prynce that is so yonge/and tender of age
That ye entende and do your besy Cure
To kepe and saue hym/from all maner damage
In his lyfe here/durynge all his age
That his Renowne/may sprede and shyne ferre
And of his two Realmes/to cease the mortall warre.
This prynce that is so yonge/and tender of age
That ye entende and do your besy Cure
To kepe and saue hym/from all maner damage
In his lyfe here/durynge all his age
That his Renowne/may sprede and shyne ferre
And of his two Realmes/to cease the mortall warre.
And I wyll ferther/as I shewe to hym here
Fulfyll hym with Ioye/and worldly habundaunce
And with length/of many and holsome yere
I shall comfort/and helpe/with all pleasaunce
And of his lieges/to haue faythfull obeysaunce
And also multyply/and encrease his lyne
And cause his nobles/thorugh the worlde to shyne.
Fulfyll hym with Ioye/and worldly habundaunce
And with length/of many and holsome yere
I shall comfort/and helpe/with all pleasaunce
And of his lieges/to haue faythfull obeysaunce
And also multyply/and encrease his lyne
And cause his nobles/thorugh the worlde to shyne.
Septima Pars Caroli Noni.
[The laughynge tymes/with theyr Crymes spent]
The laughynge tymes/with theyr Crymes spent
Thou Barboure are ronue/the whiche by sodayne fate
Are nowe forboden/wherof the clere entent
Thou myght haue knowen/Dām aright well the state
When thou by meanes/whiche were inordinat
Put vnto deth/many an Innocent man
By cruell malyce/and well remembryd than.
Thou Barboure are ronue/the whiche by sodayne fate
Are nowe forboden/wherof the clere entent
Thou myght haue knowen/Dām aright well the state
When thou by meanes/whiche were inordinat
Put vnto deth/many an Innocent man
By cruell malyce/and well remembryd than.
That of lowe byrth/Flaundres thy moder the fedde
And taught the a crafte/thy heer well to shaue
Lucecia that Cytie/where thou thy lyfe ledde
Wytnessyth the a seruaunt/therin thy lyuynge to craue
And for thy dayes/an honest lyfe to haue
But whan thou were/in Lowys Court vp brought
Than had thou no mynde/that thou were come of nought.
And taught the a crafte/thy heer well to shaue
Lucecia that Cytie/where thou thy lyfe ledde
Wytnessyth the a seruaunt/therin thy lyuynge to craue
And for thy dayes/an honest lyfe to haue
But whan thou were/in Lowys Court vp brought
Than had thou no mynde/that thou were come of nought.
But lyke the helle hounde/thou waxed full furyous
Expressynge thy malyce/when thou to honour styed
Thynkynge forsomoche/as that prynce bounteuous
His hede and berde to be/he nought denyed
And withall worldly pleasure/he also the allyed
The before his prynces/makynge his gouernour
Thy selfe thou blyndest/with worldly vayne honour.
Expressynge thy malyce/when thou to honour styed
Thynkynge forsomoche/as that prynce bounteuous
His hede and berde to be/he nought denyed
The before his prynces/makynge his gouernour
Thy selfe thou blyndest/with worldly vayne honour.
Whiche made the so proude/thou Sone of harde Neroun
That none myght lyue/that thou accusyd of Cryme
No man was cursyd/nor none had punyssion
That wolde thy hande/with golde of gyftes lyme
And who that nat/his gyfte offred in tyme
Outher deth or exyle/to hym was soone applyed
For as Iuge and hangman/thou all thynge excercised.
That none myght lyue/that thou accusyd of Cryme
No man was cursyd/nor none had punyssion
That wolde thy hande/with golde of gyftes lyme
And who that nat/his gyfte offred in tyme
Outher deth or exyle/to hym was soone applyed
For as Iuge and hangman/thou all thynge excercised.
Thou Reygned longe ynough/but now are sprongennewe
Sterrys to the worlde/and fledde is now clerely
The Scelerat flokke/wherfore thou Barbour yet Rewe
Thyne odyous Actes/whiche haue the sodaynly
Cast downe from welth/in snarys bytterly
For also Danyell/the moste odyous fere
Dampnyth the of Cryme/whiche with the deth here.
Sterrys to the worlde/and fledde is now clerely
The Scelerat flokke/wherfore thou Barbour yet Rewe
Thyne odyous Actes/whiche haue the sodaynly
Cast downe from welth/in snarys bytterly
For also Danyell/the moste odyous fere
Dampnyth the of Cryme/whiche with the deth here.
I knowe nat what of the/the vpper bodyes aboue
Haue defyned/whether by sworde or by gybet
Thou shuld ende the lyfe/but one thynge I approue
The sentence hooly/of the people is sette
That on a Galowe/thou shulde paye deth his dette
Inwardly therfore/bewayll so thyne offence
That by this deth/to god thou mayst make recompence.
Haue defyned/whether by sworde or by gybet
Thou shuld ende the lyfe/but one thynge I approue
The sentence hooly/of the people is sette
That on a Galowe/thou shulde paye deth his dette
Inwardly therfore/bewayll so thyne offence
That by this deth/to god thou mayst make recompence.
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