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The Pastime of Pleasure by Stephen Hawes

A literal reprint of the earliest complete copy (1517) with variant readings from the editions of 1509, 1554, and 1555 together with introduction notes, glossary, and indexes: By William Edward Mead

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Of memory the .v. parte of rethoryke Ca. xiii.
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XIII. Of memory the .v. parte of rethoryke Ca. xiii.

And the .v. parte / is than memoratyfe
The whiche / the perfyte mynystracyon
Ordynatly causeth / to be retentyfe
Dryuynge the tale / to good conclusyon
For it behoueth / to haue respeccyon
Vnto the tale / and the veray gcounde
And on what ymage / he his mater founde
Yf to the orature / many a sundry tale
One after other / treatably be tolde
Than sundry ymages / in his closed male
Eche for a mater / he doth than well holde
Lyke to the tale / he doth than so beholde
And inwarde / a recapytulacyon
Of eche ymage the moralyzacyon
Whiche be the tales / he grounded pryuely
Vpon these ymages / sygnyfycacyon
And whan tyme is / for hym to specyfy
All his tales / by demonstracyon
In due ordre / maner and reason
Than eche ymage / inwarde dyrectly
The oratoure / doth take full properly
So is enprynted / in his propre mynde
Euery tale / with hole resemblaunce
By this ymage / he dooth his mater fynde
Eche after other / withouten varyaunce

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Who to this arte wyll gyue attendaunce
As therof / to knowe the perfytenes
In the poetes scole / he must haue intres
Than shall he knowe / by perfyte study
The memoryall arte / of rethoryke defuse
It shall to hym / so well exemplyfye
Yf that hym lyste / the scyence to vse
Thoughe at the fyrste / it be to hym obtuse
With exercyse / he shall it well augment
Vnder cloudes derke / and termes eloquent
But now of dayes / the synne of auaryce
Exyleth the mynde / and the hole delyght
To coueyt connynge / whiche is grete preiudyce
For insacyatly / so blynded is theyr syght
With the syluer / and the golde so bryght
They nothynge thynke / on fortune varyable
Whiche all theyr ryches / can make transmutable
The olde sawes / they ryght clene abiect
Whiche for our lernynge / the poetes dyde wryte
With auaryce / they are so sore infect
They take no hede / nothynge they wryte
Whiche morally / dyde so nobly endyte
Reprouynge vyce / praysynge the vertue
Whiche ydlenes / dyde euermore eschewe
Now wyll I cease / of lusty rethoryke
I maye not tary / for my tyme is shorte
For I must procede / and shewe of arysmetryke
With dyuers nombres / whiche I must reporte
Hope inwardly / doth me well conforte

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To brynge my boke / vnto a fynysshment
Of all my mater / and my true entent