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The prologue of the author.
In tyme of May/whan Flora the fresshe quene
Through arte and crafte/of swete zephirus
Depeynted hath/feldes and medowes grene
With sondry colours/very delicious
White/redde/and crymoysyn amorous
Tauny/youlowe/violet/and blewe
With ryght many a nother dyuers hewe
Through arte and crafte/of swete zephirus
Depeynted hath/feldes and medowes grene
With sondry colours/very delicious
White/redde/and crymoysyn amorous
Tauny/youlowe/violet/and blewe
With ryght many a nother dyuers hewe
Forth gone the virgyns euerychone
Replet with ioye/and eke felicite
To gether floures. And some vnto one
Haue more fantasy/whan they it se
Than to all that in the medowes be
Another shall incontrary wyse
Gether other after theyr deuyse.
Replet with ioye/and eke felicite
To gether floures. And some vnto one
Haue more fantasy/whan they it se
Than to all that in the medowes be
Another shall incontrary wyse
Gether other after theyr deuyse.
So done clerkes/of great grauite
Chose maters/wheron they lyst to wryte
But I that am of small capacite
Toke on me this treatyse to endyte
Tauoyde ydelnesse/more than for delyte
And most parte therof/tolde was to me
As here after/ye may rede and se.
Chose maters/wheron they lyst to wryte
But I that am of small capacite
Toke on me this treatyse to endyte
Tauoyde ydelnesse/more than for delyte
And most parte therof/tolde was to me
As here after/ye may rede and se.
Thus endeth the prologue.
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