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 tyme came in to the temple in meruaylous semylytude / and of his replycacyon. Ca. xliiij.
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How tyme came in to the temple in meruaylous semylytude / and of his replycacyon. Ca. xliiij.
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XLIIII. How tyme came in to the temple in meruaylous semylytude / and of his replycacyon. Ca. xliiij.
And as dame fame was in laudacyon
In to the temple with meruaylous lykenes
Sodaynly came tyme in breuyacyon
Whose symylytude I shall anone expres
Aged he was with a berde doubtles
Of swalowes feders his wynges were longe
His body fedred he was hye and stronge
In to the temple with meruaylous lykenes
Sodaynly came tyme in breuyacyon
Whose symylytude I shall anone expres
Aged he was with a berde doubtles
Of swalowes feders his wynges were longe
His body fedred he was hye and stronge
In his lefte hande he had an horology
And in his ryght hande a fyre brennynge
A swerde aboute hym gyrte full surely
His legges armed clerely shynynge
And on his noddle derkely flamynge
Was sette Saturne pale as ony leed
And Iupyter a myddes his forhed
And in his ryght hande a fyre brennynge
A swerde aboute hym gyrte full surely
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And on his noddle derkely flamynge
Was sette Saturne pale as ony leed
And Iupyter a myddes his forhed
In the mouthe Mars / and in his ryght wynge
Was splendent Phebus with his golden beames
And in his brest there was resplendysshynge
The shynynge Venus with depured streames
That all about dyde cast her fyry leames
In his left wynge Mercury / and aboue his wast
Was horned Dyane / her opposycyon past
Was splendent Phebus with his golden beames
And in his brest there was resplendysshynge
The shynynge Venus with depured streames
That all about dyde cast her fyry leames
In his left wynge Mercury / and aboue his wast
Was horned Dyane / her opposycyon past
My name quod he / is in dyuysyon
As tyme was tyme is / and the tyme future
I meruayle moche of the presumpcyon
Of the dame fame / so puttynge in vre
Thy grete prayse / saynge it shall endure
For to be infynyte / euermore in preace
Seynge that I shall all thy honour seace
As tyme was tyme is / and the tyme future
I meruayle moche of the presumpcyon
Of the dame fame / so puttynge in vre
Thy grete prayse / saynge it shall endure
For to be infynyte / euermore in preace
Seynge that I shall all thy honour seace
Shall not I tyme dystroye bothe se and lande
The sonne and mone / and the sterres all
By veray reason thou shalte vnderstande
At last shall lese theyr course in generall
On tyme past / it vayleth not to call
Now by this horologe / it dooth well appere
That my laste name dooth euermore drawe nere
The sonne and mone / and the sterres all
By veray reason thou shalte vnderstande
At last shall lese theyr course in generall
On tyme past / it vayleth not to call
Now by this horologe / it dooth well appere
That my laste name dooth euermore drawe nere
In my ryght hande / the grete fyre so feruent
Shall brenne the tyme / and also mynysshe
The fatall tongues / for it is accydent
Vnto me tyme / all thynges to perysshe
Whan my last ende I shall accomplysshe
And thus in vayne thou hast thy laboure spente
Whan by me tyme thou shalte be so brente
Shall brenne the tyme / and also mynysshe
The fatall tongues / for it is accydent
Vnto me tyme / all thynges to perysshe
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And thus in vayne thou hast thy laboure spente
Whan by me tyme thou shalte be so brente
In eternyte before the creacyon
Of aungell and man all thynge was vysyble
In goddes syght as due probacyon
Of his godhede whiche is intellygyble
To whome nothynge can be impossyble
For in my selfe / a hye and suffycyente
Before all thynges he was refulgente
Of aungell and man all thynge was vysyble
In goddes syght as due probacyon
Of his godhede whiche is intellygyble
To whome nothynge can be impossyble
For in my selfe / a hye and suffycyente
Before all thynges he was refulgente
Vnto whome onely is apparaunce
Of my last ende / as myne orygynall
Was in his syght withoute doubtaunce
For onely of hym it is especyall
The hye power and godhede infynall
The future tence to knowe dyrectly
Vnto whome it appereth openly
Of my last ende / as myne orygynall
Was in his syght withoute doubtaunce
For onely of hym it is especyall
The hye power and godhede infynall
The future tence to knowe dyrectly
Vnto whome it appereth openly
I am the lode sterre to dame eternyte
Whan man of erthe hath his creacyon
After the mynute of his natyuyte
He taketh than his operacyon
Vpon me tyme at euery season
In the same houre the worlde was create
Orgynally I toke myn estate
Whan man of erthe hath his creacyon
After the mynute of his natyuyte
He taketh than his operacyon
Vpon me tyme at euery season
In the same houre the worlde was create
Orgynally I toke myn estate
Coude the .ix. worthyes se vyctoryous
Do all theyr actes withoute tyme or space
Tyme is a thynge bothe gay and gloryous
Whan it passeth with vertue and grace
Man in this worlde hath a dwellynge place
Eyther hell or heuen without lesynge
Alwaye he geteth in his tyme spendynge
Do all theyr actes withoute tyme or space
Tyme is a thynge bothe gay and gloryous
Whan it passeth with vertue and grace
Man in this worlde hath a dwellynge place
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Alwaye he geteth in his tyme spendynge
Withouten tyme is no erthely thynge
Nature / fortune / or yet dame sapyence
Hardynes / clergy or yet lernynge
Past / future / or yet in presence
Wherfore I am of more hye preemynence
As cause of fame / honoure and clergy
They can nothynge without hym magnyfy
Nature / fortune / or yet dame sapyence
Hardynes / clergy or yet lernynge
Past / future / or yet in presence
Wherfore I am of more hye preemynence
As cause of fame / honoure and clergy
They can nothynge without hym magnyfy
Do not I tyme / cause nature to augment
Do not I tyme / cause nature to decay
Do not I tyme cause man to be present
Do not I tyme / take his lyfe away
Do not I tyme / cause dethe take his say
Do not I tyme / passe his youth and age
Do not I tyme / euery thynge aswage
Do not I tyme / cause nature to decay
Do not I tyme cause man to be present
Do not I tyme / take his lyfe away
Do not I tyme / cause dethe take his say
Do not I tyme / passe his youth and age
Do not I tyme / euery thynge aswage
In tyme Troye the cyte was edefyed
By tyme also was the dystruccyon
Nothynge without tyme can be fortefyed
No erthely Ioye nor trybulacyon
Without tyme is for to suffre passyon
The tyme of erthe was our dystruccyon
And the tyme of erthe was our redempcyon
By tyme also was the dystruccyon
Nothynge without tyme can be fortefyed
No erthely Ioye nor trybulacyon
Without tyme is for to suffre passyon
The tyme of erthe was our dystruccyon
And the tyme of erthe was our redempcyon
Adam of erthe sone of vyrgynyte
And Eue by god of adam create
These two the worlde dampned in certaynte
By dyscobedyence so foule and vycyate
And all other than frome them generate
Tyll peace and mercy made ryght to enclyne
Out the lyon to entre the vyrgyne
And Eue by god of adam create
These two the worlde dampned in certaynte
By dyscobedyence so foule and vycyate
And all other than frome them generate
Tyll peace and mercy made ryght to enclyne
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Lyke as the worlde was dystroyed totally
By the vyrgyns sone / so it semed well
A vyrgyns sone to redeme it pyteously
Whose hye godheed / in the chosen vessell
Forty wekes / naturally dyde dwell
Nature wekes / naturally dyde god of kynde
In the vyrgyn he dyde suche nature fynde
By the vyrgyns sone / so it semed well
A vyrgyns sone to redeme it pyteously
Whose hye godheed / in the chosen vessell
Forty wekes / naturally dyde dwell
Nature wekes / naturally dyde god of kynde
In the vyrgyn he dyde suche nature fynde
Thus without nature / nature wonderly
In a vyrgyn pure openly hath wrought
To the god of nature nothynge truely
Impossyble is / for he made of nought
Nature fyrst / whiche naturynge hath tought
Naturately / ryght naturate to make
Why may not he than the pure nature take
In a vyrgyn pure openly hath wrought
To the god of nature nothynge truely
Impossyble is / for he made of nought
Nature fyrst / whiche naturynge hath tought
Naturately / ryght naturate to make
Why may not he than the pure nature take
By his godhede of the vyrgyn Mary
His electe moder and arke of testament
Of holy chyrche the blessyd lumynary
After the byrthe of her sone excellent
Vyrgyn she was yet alway permanent
Dysnullynge the sectes of false ydolatry
And castynge downe the fatall heresy
His electe moder and arke of testament
Of holy chyrche the blessyd lumynary
After the byrthe of her sone excellent
Vyrgyn she was yet alway permanent
Dysnullynge the sectes of false ydolatry
And castynge downe the fatall heresy
Thus whan I tyme in euery nacyon
Reygne in rest and also in peace
And Octauyan in his domynacyon
Thorough the worlde and the peopled preace
Lettres had sent his honoure to encreace
Of all the nombre for to be certayne
For to obey hym as theyr souerayne
Reygne in rest and also in peace
And Octauyan in his domynacyon
Thorough the worlde and the peopled preace
Lettres had sent his honoure to encreace
Of all the nombre for to be certayne
For to obey hym as theyr souerayne
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In whose tyme god toke his natyuyte
For to redeme vs with his precyous blode
Frome the deuylles bonde of grete iniquyte
His herte was perst / hangynge on the rood
Was not this tyme / vnto man ryght good
Shall not I tyme euermore abyde
Tyll that in libra at the dredefull tyde
For to redeme vs with his precyous blode
Frome the deuylles bonde of grete iniquyte
His herte was perst / hangynge on the rood
Was not this tyme / vnto man ryght good
Shall not I tyme euermore abyde
Tyll that in libra at the dredefull tyde
Of the day of dome than in the balaunce
Almyghty god shall be Iust and egall
To euery persone withouten doubtaunce
Eche as they dyde deserue in generall
Some to haue Ioye / some payne eternall
Than I am past I may no lenger be
And after me is dame eternyte.
Almyghty god shall be Iust and egall
To euery persone withouten doubtaunce
Eche as they dyde deserue in generall
Some to haue Ioye / some payne eternall
Than I am past I may no lenger be
And after me is dame eternyte.
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How tyme came in to the temple in meruaylous semylytude / and of his replycacyon. Ca. xliiij.
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