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 was receyued of la bell pucell. Ca. xxxviij.
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How graūde amoure was receyued of la bell pucell. Ca. xxxviij.
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XXXVIII. How graūde amoure was receyued of la bell pucell. Ca. xxxviij.
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Whan she it knewe than ryght incontynent
She called to her peace and dame mercy
With Iustyce and reason ye lady excellent
Pleasaunce grace wt good dame memory
To weyte vpon her full ententyfly
Me to receyue with all solempne Ioye
A downe her chambre she wente on her waye
She called to her peace and dame mercy
With Iustyce and reason ye lady excellent
Pleasaunce grace wt good dame memory
To weyte vpon her full ententyfly
Me to receyue with all solempne Ioye
A downe her chambre she wente on her waye
And in meane whyle the gentyll porteres
Called countenaunce on my way then me lede
In to the basse courte of grete wydnes
Where all of golde there was a conduyte hede
With many dragons enameled with reed
Whiche dyde spoute oute the dulcet lycoure
Lyke crystall clere with aromatyke odoure
Called countenaunce on my way then me lede
In to the basse courte of grete wydnes
Where all of golde there was a conduyte hede
With many dragons enameled with reed
Whiche dyde spoute oute the dulcet lycoure
Lyke crystall clere with aromatyke odoure
Aloste the basse toure foure ymages stode
Whiche blewe the claryons well and wonderly
Alofte the toures the golden fanes gode
Dyde with the wynde make full swete armony
Them for to here it was grete melody
The golden toures with crystall clarefyed
Aboute were glased moost clerely purefyed
Whiche blewe the claryons well and wonderly
Alofte the toures the golden fanes gode
Dyde with the wynde make full swete armony
Them for to here it was grete melody
The golden toures with crystall clarefyed
Aboute were glased moost clerely purefyed
And the grauell where vpon we wente
Full lyke the golde that is moost pure and fyne
Withouten spotte of blacke encombremente
Aboute our fete it dyde ryghte clerely shyne
It semed more lyke a place celestyne
Than an erthely mansyon whiche shall away
By longe tyme and proces an other day
Full lyke the golde that is moost pure and fyne
Withouten spotte of blacke encombremente
Aboute our fete it dyde ryghte clerely shyne
It semed more lyke a place celestyne
Than an erthely mansyon whiche shall away
By longe tyme and proces an other day
And towarde me I dyde se than comynge
La belle pucell the moost fayre creature
Of ony fayre erthely persone lyuynge
Whiche with me mette with chere so demure
Of the shynynge golde was all her vesture
I dyde me duty / and ones or twyes ywys
Her lyppes softe I dyde full swetely kys
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Of ony fayre erthely persone lyuynge
Whiche with me mette with chere so demure
Of the shynynge golde was all her vesture
I dyde me duty / and ones or twyes ywys
Her lyppes softe I dyde full swetely kys
Aha quod she that I am very fayne
That you are come / for I haue thought longe
Sythen the tyme that we parted in twayne
And for my sake you haue had often wronge
But your courage so hardy and stronge
Hath caused you for to be vyctoryous
Of your enmyes so moche contraryous
That you are come / for I haue thought longe
Sythen the tyme that we parted in twayne
And for my sake you haue had often wronge
But your courage so hardy and stronge
Hath caused you for to be vyctoryous
Of your enmyes so moche contraryous
With her fayre hande whyte as ony lyly
She dyde me lede into a ryall hall
With knottes kerued full ryght craftely
The wyndowes fayre glased with crystall
And all aboute vpon the golden wall
There was enameled with fygures curyous
The syege of Troye so harde and dolorous
She dyde me lede into a ryall hall
With knottes kerued full ryght craftely
The wyndowes fayre glased with crystall
And all aboute vpon the golden wall
There was enameled with fygures curyous
The syege of Troye so harde and dolorous
The flore was paued with precyous stones
And the rofe of meruaylous geometry
Of the swete sypres wrought for the nones
Encensynge oute the yll odours mysty
Amyddes the rofe there shone full wonderly
A poynted dyamonde of meruaylous bygnes
With many other grete stones of ryches
And the rofe of meruaylous geometry
Of the swete sypres wrought for the nones
Encensynge oute the yll odours mysty
Amyddes the rofe there shone full wonderly
A poynted dyamonde of meruaylous bygnes
With many other grete stones of ryches
So vp we wente to a chambre fayre
A place of pleasure and delectacyon
Strowed with floures flagraunte of ayre
Without ony spotte of perturbacyon
I behelde ryght well the operacyon
Of the meruaylous rofe set full of rubyes
And tynst with saphers and many turkeys
A place of pleasure and delectacyon
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Without ony spotte of perturbacyon
I behelde ryght well the operacyon
Of the meruaylous rofe set full of rubyes
And tynst with saphers and many turkeys
The walles were hanged with golden aras
Whiche treated well of the syege of Thebes
And yet all aboute vs depured was
The crystallyne wyndowes of grete bryghtnes
I can nothynge extende the goodlynes
Of this palays / for it is impossyble
To shewe all that vnto me vysyble
Whiche treated well of the syege of Thebes
And yet all aboute vs depured was
The crystallyne wyndowes of grete bryghtnes
I can nothynge extende the goodlynes
Of this palays / for it is impossyble
To shewe all that vnto me vysyble
But la bell pucell full ryght gentylly
Dyde syt adowne by a wyndowes syde
And caused me also full swetely
By her to sytte at that gentyll tyde
Whlcome she sayde ye shall with me abyde
After your sorowe to lyue in Ioye and blysse
You shall haue that ye haue desrued ywys
Dyde syt adowne by a wyndowes syde
And caused me also full swetely
By her to sytte at that gentyll tyde
Whlcome she sayde ye shall with me abyde
After your sorowe to lyue in Ioye and blysse
You shall haue that ye haue desrued ywys
Her redolente wordes of swete influence
Degouted vapoure moost aromatyke
And made conuersyon of my complacence
Her depured and her lusty rethoryke
My courage reformed that was so lunatyke
My sorowe defeted and my mynde dyde modefy
And my dolourous herte began to pacyfy
Degouted vapoure moost aromatyke
And made conuersyon of my complacence
Her depured and her lusty rethoryke
My courage reformed that was so lunatyke
My sorowe defeted and my mynde dyde modefy
And my dolourous herte began to pacyfy
All thus my loue we gan to deuyse
For eche of other were ryght Ioyous
Than at the last in a meruaylous wyse
Full sodaynly there came vnto vs
Lytell Cupyde with his moder Venus
Whiche was well cladde in a fayre mantyll blewe
With golden hertes that were perst a newe
For eche of other were ryght Ioyous
Than at the last in a meruaylous wyse
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Lytell Cupyde with his moder Venus
Whiche was well cladde in a fayre mantyll blewe
With golden hertes that were perst a newe
And rounde aboute vs she her mantyll cast
Sayenge that she and her sone Cupyde
Wolde vs conioyne in maryage in hast
And to lete knowe all your courte so wyde
Sende you perseueraunce before to prouyde
To warne your ladyes for to be redy
To morowe be tyme ryght well and solemply
Sayenge that she and her sone Cupyde
Wolde vs conioyne in maryage in hast
And to lete knowe all your courte so wyde
Sende you perseueraunce before to prouyde
To warne your ladyes for to be redy
To morowe be tyme ryght well and solemply
We answered bothe our hertes were in one
Sayenge that we dyde ryght well agre
For all our foes were added and gone
Ryght gladde I was that Ioyfull day to se
And than anone with grete humylyte
La bell pucell to a fayre chambre bryght
Dyde me than brynge for to rest all nyght
Sayenge that we dyde ryght well agre
For all our foes were added and gone
Ryght gladde I was that Ioyfull day to se
And than anone with grete humylyte
La bell pucell to a fayre chambre bryght
Dyde me than brynge for to rest all nyght
And she toke her leue I kyst her louely
I wente to bedde but I coude not slepe
For I thought so moche vpon her inwardly
Her moost swete lokes in to my herte dyde crepe
Percynge it through with a wounde so depe
For nature thought euery houre a daye
Tyll to my lady I sholde my dette well paye
I wente to bedde but I coude not slepe
For I thought so moche vpon her inwardly
Her moost swete lokes in to my herte dyde crepe
Percynge it through with a wounde so depe
For nature thought euery houre a daye
Tyll to my lady I sholde my dette well paye
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How graūde amoure was receyued of la bell pucell. Ca. xxxviij.
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