Albions England A Continued Historie of the same Kingdome, from the Originals of the first Inhabitants thereof: With most the chiefe Alterations and Accidents theare hapning, vnto, and in the happie Raigne of our now most gracious Soueraigne, Queene Elizabeth: Not barren in varietie of inuentiue and historicall Intermixtures: First penned and published by William Warner: and now reuised, and newly inlarged by the same Author: Whereunto is also newly added an Epitome of the whole Historie of England |
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CHAP. XXVI.
The
Spartanes war for rapted Queene, to Ilions ouerthrow,
The Monarke of Assyria chang'd, and Latine Kings also
For Tarquins lust, yea how with vs a double chaunge did groe,
When Brittish Vortiger did doat vpon the Saxons daughter,
And Buerne for his forced wife fro Denmarke brought vs slaughter,
I ouerpasse: Who knoweth not Ireland, our neighbour Ile,
Where Noe his Neece, ere Noe his flood, inhabited a while?
The first manured Westerne Ile, by Cham and Iaphets race,
Who ioyntly entring, sundry times each other did displace,
Till Greece-bred Gathelus his brood from Biscay did ariue,
Attempting Irelands Conquest, and a Conquest did atchiue:
Fiue kings at once did rule that Ile, in ciuill strife that droopes,
When fierce Turgesius landed with his misbeleeuing Troopes.
This proud Norwegan Rouer so by aides and armes did thriue,
As he became sole Monarke of the Irish Kingdomes fiue,
Erecting Paganisme, and did eiect the Christian lawe,
And thirtie yeeres, tyrannizing, did keepe that Ile in awe,
Nor any hope of after-helpe the hartlesse Irish sawe.
Alone the wylie King of Meth (a Prothew plying fauor)
Stood in the Tyrants grace, that much affected his behauor:
For what he said that other soothde, so ecco'ing his vaine,
As not an Irish els but he a pettie King did raigne,
Turgesius friends that Vice-roy, for his daughters loue the rather,
And therefore for his Leiman askt the Damsell of her Father.
Ill wot I what they know that loue, well wot I that I know
That that browne Girle of mine lackes worth to be beloued so.
I haue a many Neeces farre more fairer then is she,
Yeat thinke I fairest of those faires vnworthy you, quoth he,
But she and they are yours, my Lord, such Beauties as they be.
The Monarke of Assyria chang'd, and Latine Kings also
For Tarquins lust, yea how with vs a double chaunge did groe,
When Brittish Vortiger did doat vpon the Saxons daughter,
And Buerne for his forced wife fro Denmarke brought vs slaughter,
I ouerpasse: Who knoweth not Ireland, our neighbour Ile,
Where Noe his Neece, ere Noe his flood, inhabited a while?
The first manured Westerne Ile, by Cham and Iaphets race,
Who ioyntly entring, sundry times each other did displace,
Till Greece-bred Gathelus his brood from Biscay did ariue,
Attempting Irelands Conquest, and a Conquest did atchiue:
Fiue kings at once did rule that Ile, in ciuill strife that droopes,
When fierce Turgesius landed with his misbeleeuing Troopes.
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As he became sole Monarke of the Irish Kingdomes fiue,
Erecting Paganisme, and did eiect the Christian lawe,
And thirtie yeeres, tyrannizing, did keepe that Ile in awe,
Nor any hope of after-helpe the hartlesse Irish sawe.
Alone the wylie King of Meth (a Prothew plying fauor)
Stood in the Tyrants grace, that much affected his behauor:
For what he said that other soothde, so ecco'ing his vaine,
As not an Irish els but he a pettie King did raigne,
Turgesius friends that Vice-roy, for his daughters loue the rather,
And therefore for his Leiman askt the Damsell of her Father.
Ill wot I what they know that loue, well wot I that I know
That that browne Girle of mine lackes worth to be beloued so.
I haue a many Neeces farre more fairer then is she,
Yeat thinke I fairest of those faires vnworthy you, quoth he,
But she and they are yours, my Lord, such Beauties as they be.
This Preface likte the Tyrant well that longed for the play,
Not well contented that so long the Actors were away,
Oft iterating his demaund, impatient of delay.
Now haue I, quoth the King of Meth, conuented to your bed
My Neeces, and my daughter, loath to loose her Maidenhead:
But doubt not, Sir, coy Wenches close their longings in their palmes,
And all their painted Stormes at length conuert to perfect Calmes:
Alonely, if their beauties like (as likelier haue we none)
You may conclude them women, and the Goale therefore your owne:
To morrow, seuered from your Traine, vnlesse some special few,
Expect them in your chamber, where I leaue the game to you:
Yeat when your eye hath serude your heart of her that likes you best,
Remember they are mine Alies, vntoucht dismisse the rest.
Not well contented that so long the Actors were away,
Oft iterating his demaund, impatient of delay.
Now haue I, quoth the King of Meth, conuented to your bed
My Neeces, and my daughter, loath to loose her Maidenhead:
But doubt not, Sir, coy Wenches close their longings in their palmes,
And all their painted Stormes at length conuert to perfect Calmes:
Alonely, if their beauties like (as likelier haue we none)
You may conclude them women, and the Goale therefore your owne:
To morrow, seuered from your Traine, vnlesse some special few,
Expect them in your chamber, where I leaue the game to you:
Yeat when your eye hath serude your heart of her that likes you best,
Remember they are mine Alies, vntoucht dismisse the rest.
Sweete also was this Scene, and now vnto an Act we groe:
The Irish Princesse, and with her a fifteene others moe,
With hāging Glybbes that hid their necks as tynsel shadowing snoe,
Whose faces very Stoickes would, Narcissus-like, admire,
Such Semeles as might consume Ioues selfe with glorious fire,
And from the Smith of heauens wife allure the amorous haunt,
And reintise the Club-God Dys and all his diuelles to daunt,
And make the Sunne-God swifter than himselfe, such Daphnes chaced,
And Loue to fall in loue with them, his Psichis quite disgraced,
These rarer then the onely Fowle of Spice burnt Ashes bread,
And sweeter than the Flower that with Phœbus turneth head,
Resembling her from gaze of whom transformde Acteon fled,
From Meth came to Tergesius Court, as Presents for his bed.
The Irish Princesse, and with her a fifteene others moe,
With hāging Glybbes that hid their necks as tynsel shadowing snoe,
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Such Semeles as might consume Ioues selfe with glorious fire,
And from the Smith of heauens wife allure the amorous haunt,
And reintise the Club-God Dys and all his diuelles to daunt,
And make the Sunne-God swifter than himselfe, such Daphnes chaced,
And Loue to fall in loue with them, his Psichis quite disgraced,
These rarer then the onely Fowle of Spice burnt Ashes bread,
And sweeter than the Flower that with Phœbus turneth head,
Resembling her from gaze of whom transformde Acteon fled,
From Meth came to Tergesius Court, as Presents for his bed.
In secret was their comming, and their chambering the same,
And now the lustfull Chuffe was come to single out his game,
His Pages onely, and a youth or twaine attending him,
Wheare Banquet, Bed, Perfumes, and all were delicately trim.
He giues them curteous welcome, and did finde them merry talke:
Meane while (the Harbengers of lust) his amorous eyes did walke,
More clogd with change of Beauties than King Midas once with gold:
Now This, now That, and one by one he did them all behold.
This seemed faire, and That as faire, and, letting either passe,
A Third he thought a proper Girle, a Fourth a pleasant Lasse,
Louely the Fift, liuely the Sixt, the Seuenth a goodly Wench,
The Eight of sweete Complexion, to the Ninth he altreth thence,
Who mildly seem'd maiesticall, Tenth modest looke and tongue,
The Eleuenth could sweetly entertain, the Twelfe was fresh & yong,
The Next a gay Brownetta, Next and Next admirde among:
And eury feature so intyste his intricate affection,
As liking all alike he lou'd confounded in election.
Sweete harts, quoth he, or Iupiter fetcht hence full many a Theft,
Or hether brought his Thefts that here their Leiman Children left.
Here wandring Cadmus should haue sought his missed Sister, wheare
Faire Leda hatcht her Cignets, whilst nor Cocke, nor Henne did feare.
How many view I fairer than Europa or the rest.
And Girle-boyes fauouring Ganimæde, heere with his Lord a Guest.
And now the lustfull Chuffe was come to single out his game,
His Pages onely, and a youth or twaine attending him,
Wheare Banquet, Bed, Perfumes, and all were delicately trim.
He giues them curteous welcome, and did finde them merry talke:
Meane while (the Harbengers of lust) his amorous eyes did walke,
More clogd with change of Beauties than King Midas once with gold:
Now This, now That, and one by one he did them all behold.
This seemed faire, and That as faire, and, letting either passe,
A Third he thought a proper Girle, a Fourth a pleasant Lasse,
Louely the Fift, liuely the Sixt, the Seuenth a goodly Wench,
The Eight of sweete Complexion, to the Ninth he altreth thence,
Who mildly seem'd maiesticall, Tenth modest looke and tongue,
The Eleuenth could sweetly entertain, the Twelfe was fresh & yong,
The Next a gay Brownetta, Next and Next admirde among:
And eury feature so intyste his intricate affection,
As liking all alike he lou'd confounded in election.
Sweete harts, quoth he, or Iupiter fetcht hence full many a Theft,
Or hether brought his Thefts that here their Leiman Children left.
Here wandring Cadmus should haue sought his missed Sister, wheare
Faire Leda hatcht her Cignets, whilst nor Cocke, nor Henne did feare.
How many view I fairer than Europa or the rest.
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And Ganimædes we are, quoth one, and thou a Prophet trew:
And hidden Skeines from vnderneath their forged garments drew,
Wherewith the Tyrant and his Bawds, with safe escape, they slew:
Of which yong Irish Gentlemen and Methean Ladies act
The Isle was filled in a trise, nor any Irish slackt
To prosecute their freedome and th' amased Norgaines fall,
Which was performed, and the King of Meth extold of all.
And hidden Skeines from vnderneath their forged garments drew,
Wherewith the Tyrant and his Bawds, with safe escape, they slew:
Of which yong Irish Gentlemen and Methean Ladies act
The Isle was filled in a trise, nor any Irish slackt
To prosecute their freedome and th' amased Norgaines fall,
Which was performed, and the King of Meth extold of all.
Those Rouers (whose Originals, and others not a fewe,
As Switzers, Normaines, Lumbardes, Danes, from Scandinauia grew,
A mighty Isle, an other world, in Scythian Pontus Clyme)
Thus wrackt, left Ireland free vnto our second Henries time:
When (farre vnlike the Methes that earst their Countrie did restore)
An Amorous Queene thereof did cause new Conquests and vprore:
Dermot the King of Leynister, whom all besides did spight,
Did loue, belou'd, the Queene of Meth to whom he thus did wright.
Thy King, sweete Queene, the hindrance of our harts-ease is away,
And I, in heart at home with thee, at hand in person stay:
Now is the time (Time is a God) to strike our loue good lucke,
Long since I cheapned it, nor is my comming now to hucke:
But, since our fire is equall, let vs equally assist
To finish what we fancy, say Maligners what they list.
No like immortall she-Egge Chucke of Tyndarus his wife,
(The wracke of Dardane walles) shall mooue to vs like costly strife:
Thy husband no Atrides, or were it he were such,
The Idane ball-Iudge did not more, but I would doo as much:
For why? thy selfe, a richer cause of warre, art woorthy so,
Whom to continue euer frend, I carelesse am of foe.
My Kingdome shall containe thee that containest me and it,
Yea, though we be condemned, Loue or armour shall vs quit,
Loues lawe at least adiudgeth barres, cleere bookes, to pleade in breefe
Prescription to obiections how his passions be not cheese,
For none doth liue not passionate of loue, ire, mirth, or greefe.
I waite thee in the neerest woods, and thether, watching watch,
Doe waite escape, of all things els my selfe doe care dispatch:
Let onely Loue (sweete Loue) perswade, if more remaine to wowe,
I hope I wish not more be done than what you meane to doo.
As Switzers, Normaines, Lumbardes, Danes, from Scandinauia grew,
A mighty Isle, an other world, in Scythian Pontus Clyme)
Thus wrackt, left Ireland free vnto our second Henries time:
When (farre vnlike the Methes that earst their Countrie did restore)
An Amorous Queene thereof did cause new Conquests and vprore:
Dermot the King of Leynister, whom all besides did spight,
Did loue, belou'd, the Queene of Meth to whom he thus did wright.
Thy King, sweete Queene, the hindrance of our harts-ease is away,
And I, in heart at home with thee, at hand in person stay:
Now is the time (Time is a God) to strike our loue good lucke,
Long since I cheapned it, nor is my comming now to hucke:
But, since our fire is equall, let vs equally assist
To finish what we fancy, say Maligners what they list.
No like immortall she-Egge Chucke of Tyndarus his wife,
(The wracke of Dardane walles) shall mooue to vs like costly strife:
Thy husband no Atrides, or were it he were such,
The Idane ball-Iudge did not more, but I would doo as much:
For why? thy selfe, a richer cause of warre, art woorthy so,
Whom to continue euer frend, I carelesse am of foe.
My Kingdome shall containe thee that containest me and it,
Yea, though we be condemned, Loue or armour shall vs quit,
Loues lawe at least adiudgeth barres, cleere bookes, to pleade in breefe
Prescription to obiections how his passions be not cheese,
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I waite thee in the neerest woods, and thether, watching watch,
Doe waite escape, of all things els my selfe doe care dispatch:
Let onely Loue (sweete Loue) perswade, if more remaine to wowe,
I hope I wish not more be done than what you meane to doo.
This read, and red her cheekes, and to his reede alreadie bent,
Not casting further doubts vnto her Paramour she went,
Conueyed into Leynister. Not many weekes ensewe,
When Morice King of Meth returnes, and what had hapned knew.
A whirle-winde in a whirle poole roost that paire of doues (quoth he)
The single state is double sweet, at price too deere I see.
How wowe we woe? and won, how loth we fowle and doubt we faire?
And onely then lacke women faults when men their faultes forbeare.
The diuell goe with her, so that I with credite might forgoe her,
But such doth sinne with fauour, he is flouted that doth owe her.
I may not put it vp, vnlesse I put vp many a mocke:
Fowle fall that Harrolde causing that my Geitrone is the smocke,
He worth, and wronged, and his wrong a common quarrel made,
Assisted by the Irish Kings, did Leynister inuade.
King Dermote, whom his subiects then and long ere then did hate,
Was left defencelesse, desprate of his life, depriu'd his State,
And fled to England: wheare the Pope imbulled had of late
England for Irelands Conquest: So the Exile welcome was,
As aptest Instrument to bring that Stratageme to passe.
For but to be reseated was the Fugitiues request,
And then to tribute part and leaue to English men the rest.
Not casting further doubts vnto her Paramour she went,
Conueyed into Leynister. Not many weekes ensewe,
When Morice King of Meth returnes, and what had hapned knew.
A whirle-winde in a whirle poole roost that paire of doues (quoth he)
The single state is double sweet, at price too deere I see.
How wowe we woe? and won, how loth we fowle and doubt we faire?
And onely then lacke women faults when men their faultes forbeare.
The diuell goe with her, so that I with credite might forgoe her,
But such doth sinne with fauour, he is flouted that doth owe her.
I may not put it vp, vnlesse I put vp many a mocke:
Fowle fall that Harrolde causing that my Geitrone is the smocke,
He worth, and wronged, and his wrong a common quarrel made,
Assisted by the Irish Kings, did Leynister inuade.
King Dermote, whom his subiects then and long ere then did hate,
Was left defencelesse, desprate of his life, depriu'd his State,
And fled to England: wheare the Pope imbulled had of late
England for Irelands Conquest: So the Exile welcome was,
As aptest Instrument to bring that Stratageme to passe.
For but to be reseated was the Fugitiues request,
And then to tribute part and leaue to English men the rest.
King Henry, yeat in warre else-where, did freely license any
To make aduenture for themselues: so Dermot sped of many:
Earle Strangbowe, and the Geraldines, Fitz-Stephans, Reymonde, and
Moe worthy Knights, of Wales for most, did take the taske in hand,
And to the Crowne of Englands vse made Conquest of that Land.
But should you aske how Dermot sped (Father) he sped too well:
And nothing else the Irish bookes doo of his Leiman tell:
Alone obserue what changes heere through onely lust befell,
And note our England surfetteth in greater sinnes than it,
The onely cause that I am Earle and Exile heere doo sit.
To make aduenture for themselues: so Dermot sped of many:
Earle Strangbowe, and the Geraldines, Fitz-Stephans, Reymonde, and
Moe worthy Knights, of Wales for most, did take the taske in hand,
And to the Crowne of Englands vse made Conquest of that Land.
But should you aske how Dermot sped (Father) he sped too well:
And nothing else the Irish bookes doo of his Leiman tell:
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And note our England surfetteth in greater sinnes than it,
The onely cause that I am Earle and Exile heere doo sit.
The County thus concluded, and the Hermite answerd this:
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