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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How graūde amoure came to the toure of chyualry. Ca. xxvj.
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How graūde amoure came to the toure of chyualry. Ca. xxvj.
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XXVI. How graūde amoure came to the toure of chyualry. Ca. xxvj.
Whan clene aurora with her golden bemes
Gan to enlumyne the derke cloudy ayre
And cōbust Dyane her grete fyry lemes
Amyddes of the bull began to reflayre
Than on my Iorney myselfe to repayre
With my verlet called attendaunce
Forthe on I rode by longe contynuaunce
Gan to enlumyne the derke cloudy ayre
And cōbust Dyane her grete fyry lemes
Amyddes of the bull began to reflayre
Than on my Iorney myselfe to repayre
With my verlet called attendaunce
Forthe on I rode by longe contynuaunce
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With my greyhoundes bothe grace and gouernaunce
Ouer an hyll and so downe in a valey
Amonge the thornes of grete encumbraunce
The goodley greyhoundes taught me on my wey
So fourth I passed my troublous Iourney
Tyll that I came into a ryall playne
With flora paynted in many a sundry vayne
Ouer an hyll and so downe in a valey
Amonge the thornes of grete encumbraunce
The goodley greyhoundes taught me on my wey
So fourth I passed my troublous Iourney
Tyll that I came into a ryall playne
With flora paynted in many a sundry vayne
With purple colour the floures enhewed
In dyuers knottes with many one full blue
The gentyll gelofer his odoure renued
With sundry herbes replete with vertue
Amonge these floures as I dyde ensue
Castynge my syght sodaynly so ferre
Ouer a toure I sawe a flambynge sterre
In dyuers knottes with many one full blue
The gentyll gelofer his odoure renued
With sundry herbes replete with vertue
Amonge these floures as I dyde ensue
Castynge my syght sodaynly so ferre
Ouer a toure I sawe a flambynge sterre
Towarde this toure as I rode nere and nere
I behelde the rocke of merueylous altytude
On whiche it stode that quadraute dyde appere
Made all of stele of wonderous fortytude
Gargeylde with beestes in sundry symylytude
And many turrettes aboue the toures hye
With ymages was sette full meruaylouslye
I behelde the rocke of merueylous altytude
On whiche it stode that quadraute dyde appere
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Gargeylde with beestes in sundry symylytude
And many turrettes aboue the toures hye
With ymages was sette full meruaylouslye
Towarde this toure forthe on my way I wente
Tyll that came to a myghty fortresse
Where I sawe hange a meruaylous instrumente
With a shelde and helmet before the entres
I knewe nothynge therof the perfytenes
But at a uenture the instrumente I toke
And blewe so loude that all the toure I shoke
Tyll that came to a myghty fortresse
Where I sawe hange a meruaylous instrumente
With a shelde and helmet before the entres
I knewe nothynge therof the perfytenes
But at a uenture the instrumente I toke
And blewe so loude that all the toure I shoke
Whan the porter herde the hydeous sounde
Of my ryght lusty and stormy blast
That made the walles therof to redounde
Full lyke a knyght that was nothynge agast
Towarde the gate he gaue hym selfe to hast
And opened it and asked my name
And fro whens I came to certyfy the same
Of my ryght lusty and stormy blast
That made the walles therof to redounde
Full lyke a knyght that was nothynge agast
Towarde the gate he gaue hym selfe to hast
And opened it and asked my name
And fro whens I came to certyfy the same
My name quod I is graunde amoure
Of late I came fro the toure of doctryne
Where I attayned all the hygh honoure
Of the seuen scyences me to enlumyne
And frome thens I dyde determyne
Forth to trouaylle to this toure of chyualry
Where I haue blowen this blast so sodaynly
Of late I came fro the toure of doctryne
Where I attayned all the hygh honoure
Of the seuen scyences me to enlumyne
And frome thens I dyde determyne
Forth to trouaylle to this toure of chyualry
Where I haue blowen this blast so sodaynly
Whan he herde this ryght gentylly he sayd
Vnto this toure ye must resorte by ryght
For to renue that hath be longe decayd
The floure of chyualry with your hole delyght
Come on your way it draweth towarde nyght
And therwith all he ledde me to his warde
Me to repose in plesaunt due saufgarde
Vnto this toure ye must resorte by ryght
For to renue that hath be longe decayd
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Come on your way it draweth towarde nyght
And therwith all he ledde me to his warde
Me to repose in plesaunt due saufgarde
After the trauayle my selfe for to ease
I dyde there rest than in all goodly wyse
And slepte ryght well without ony dysease
Tyll on the morow the sonne dyde aryse
Than vp I rose as was my perfyte guyse
And made me redy into the courte to go
With my verlet and my grehoundes also
I dyde there rest than in all goodly wyse
And slepte ryght well without ony dysease
Tyll on the morow the sonne dyde aryse
Than vp I rose as was my perfyte guyse
And made me redy into the courte to go
With my verlet and my grehoundes also
The gentyll porter named stedfastnes
Into the basse courte on my way he brought
Where stode a toure of meruaylous hyghnes
That all of Iasper full wonderly was wrought
As ony man can prynte in his thought
And foure ymages aboue the toure there were
On hors backe armed and euery one a spere
Into the basse courte on my way he brought
Where stode a toure of meruaylous hyghnes
That all of Iasper full wonderly was wrought
As ony man can prynte in his thought
And foure ymages aboue the toure there were
On hors backe armed and euery one a spere
These ymages were made full curyously
With theyr horses of the stele so fyne
And eche of them in theyr places sundry
About were sette that clerely dyde shyne
Lyke Dyane clere in her spere celestyne
And vnder eche horse there was full pryuely
A grete whele made by craftly geometry
With theyr horses of the stele so fyne
And eche of them in theyr places sundry
About were sette that clerely dyde shyne
Lyke Dyane clere in her spere celestyne
And vnder eche horse there was full pryuely
A grete whele made by craftly geometry
With many cogges vnto whiche were tyed
Dyuerse cordes that in the horses holowe
To euery Ioynte full wonderly applyed
Whan the wheles went the horses dyde folowe
To trotte and galop both euen and morowe
Brekynge theyr speres and coude them dyscharge
Partynge asonder for to turney at large.
Dyuerse cordes that in the horses holowe
To euery Ioynte full wonderly applyed
Whan the wheles went the horses dyde folowe
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Brekynge theyr speres and coude them dyscharge
Partynge asonder for to turney at large.
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