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The Poetical Works of John Skelton

principally according to the edition of the Rev. Alexander Dyce. In three volumes

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The Quene of Fame to Dame Pallas.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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The Quene of Fame to Dame Pallas.

Madame, your apposelle is wele inferrid,
And at your auauntage quikly it is
Towchid, and hard for to be debarrid;
Yet shall I answere your grace as in this,
With your reformacion, if I say amis,
For, but if your bounte did me assure,
Myne argument els koude not longe endure.
As towchyng that Eschines is remembred,
That he so sholde be, me semith it sittyng,
All be it grete parte he hath surrendred

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Of his onour, whos dissuasyue in wrytyng
To corage Demostenes was moche excitynge,
In settyng out fresshely his crafty persuacyon,
From whiche Eschines had none euacyon.
The cause why Demostenes so famously is brutid,
Onely procedid for that he did outray
Eschines, whiche was not shamefully confutid
But of that famous oratour, I say,
Whiche passid all other; wherfore I may
Among my recordes suffer hym namyd,
For though he were venquesshid, yet was he not shamyd:
As Ierome, in his preamble Frater Ambrosius,
Frome that I haue sayde in no poynt doth vary,
Wherein he reporteth of the coragius
Wordes that were moch consolatory
By Eschines rehersed to the grete glory
Of Demostenes, that was his vtter foo:
Few shall ye fynde or none that wyll do so.