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The Castell of Courtesie

Whereunto is adioyned The Holde of Humilitie: With the Chariot of Chastitie thereunto annexed. Also a Dialogue betweene Age and Youth, and other matters herein conteined. By Iames Yates

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Written at the Request of E. L. Vnto F. S. which he had Selected for his Mistresse.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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Written at the Request of E. L. Vnto F. S. which he had Selected for his Mistresse.

If I a Poet were, or that vaine I could finde,
I would declare some part of simple skill:
To shewe abroade the lowly courteous kinde,
Which seemes to be within my Mistresse will.
Accepting so my seruice in good part,
Although as yet it is not my Desert.
But lo, as Time I say, each thing doth trie,
Euen so shall Time declare I will not swerue:
But alwaies will my seruice so applie,
As that I may your fauour still deserue,
Which is the thing I chiefely doe Desire,
No worldly wealth at your handes I require.
And as you finde my seruice to be true:
So I doe trust your fauour shall remaine,
Which taketh ioy your presence for to view,
And glad if I through Dilligence may gaine
The louing countenance of your friendly face,
Which glads my minde, and yeeldes my heart solace.
You courteously did yeelde to my request,
And gaue me leaue you Mistresse for to call:
Which thing to praise, my pen shall doe his best,
Although my skill vnable be, and small.
But Ladies all, a praise you may assigne,
Yea and giue place vnto this Mistresse mine.
And if you be desirous for to knowe
My Mistresse name, or eke Sir what she is:
Her Christian name begins with F. (I trowe,

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Her surname. S. or els I am amisse.
But I will sweare and vowe Permafoy,
She is as faire, as was Hellina of Troy.
Alas my pen vnable is to write
The vertues all that seeme in her to be.
Oh mighty Ioue which yeeldest heauenly light,
Graunt her long time her happy daie{s to} see.
And though my verse be not fram'd as the best,
Yet [illeg.], and so I meane to rest.
[illeg.]ll and will:
Till death me kill.