 | Reception of Prince Arthur in 1498 |  |
Md. That this yer the
Wensday the xvij day of October Anno xiiijo R. H. vij, prince
Arthur, the first begoton son of kyng Henre the vijt
h, then beyng
of the age of xij yers and mor, cam first to Coventre and ther
lay in the priory fro Wensday unto the Munday next suying, at
which tyme he removed towards London. Ayenst whos comyng
was the Sponstrete yayte garnysshed with the ix worthy[s], and
kyng Arthur then havyng this spech, as foloweth:
[King Arthur.]
And at the turnyng into the Crosschepyng befor Mr. Thrumpton's durr, stode the barkers paiant well appareld, in which was the Quene of Fortune with dyvers other virgyns, which quene has this spech folowyng:
[Queen of Fortune.]
And the Crosse in the Croschepyng was garnysshed, and wyne ther rennyng, and angels sensyng and syngyng, with orgayns and other melody etc. And at the Cundyt, ther was seynt George kyllyng the dragon, and seynt George had this speche folowyng:
[Saint George.]
And this balet was song at the Crosse:
[King Arthur.]
Hayle, prynce roiall, most amyable in sight!
Whom the Court eternall, thurgh prudent governaunce,
Hath chosen to be egall ons to me in myght,
To sprede our name, Arthur, and acts to avaunce,
And of meanys victorious to have such habundaunce,
That no fals treitour, ne cruell tirrant,
Shall in eny wyse make profer to your lande
Whom the Court eternall, thurgh prudent governaunce,
Hath chosen to be egall ons to me in myght,
To sprede our name, Arthur, and acts to avaunce,
And of meanys victorious to have such habundaunce,
That no fals treitour, ne cruell tirrant,
Shall in eny wyse make profer to your lande
And rebelles all falce quarels schall eschewe,
Thurgh the fere of Pallas, that favoreth your lynage
And all outward enmyes laboreth to subdue,
To make them to do to yewe as to me dyd homage.
Welcome therfor, the solace and comfort of my olde age,
Prince pereless, Arthur, icome of noble progeny,
To me and to your chamber, with all this hole companye!
Thurgh the fere of Pallas, that favoreth your lynage
And all outward enmyes laboreth to subdue,
To make them to do to yewe as to me dyd homage.
Welcome therfor, the solace and comfort of my olde age,
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To me and to your chamber, with all this hole companye!
And at the turnyng into the Crosschepyng befor Mr. Thrumpton's durr, stode the barkers paiant well appareld, in which was the Quene of Fortune with dyvers other virgyns, which quene has this spech folowyng:
[Queen of Fortune.]
I am dame Fortune, quene called, full expedient
To emprours and princes, prelats, with other moo;
As Cesar, Hectour, and Fabius, most excellent,
Scipio, exalted Nausica, and Emilianus also,
Valerius, also Marchus, with sapient Cicero.
E and noble men, brevely the truth to conclude all,
My favour verily had, as storys maketh rehersall;
To emprours and princes, prelats, with other moo;
As Cesar, Hectour, and Fabius, most excellent,
Scipio, exalted Nausica, and Emilianus also,
Valerius, also Marchus, with sapient Cicero.
E and noble men, brevely the truth to conclude all,
My favour verily had, as storys maketh rehersall;
With-oute whom, sithen non playnly can prosper,
That in this muitable lyfe ar nowe procedyng,
I am come thurgh love. Trust me intiere
To be with yewe and yours evirmor enduryng,
Prynce, most unto my pleasure of all that ar nowe reynyng;
Wherfor, my nowne hert and best beloved treasur,
Welcome to this your chaumber of whom ye be inhabitur.
That in this muitable lyfe ar nowe procedyng,
I am come thurgh love. Trust me intiere
To be with yewe and yours evirmor enduryng,
Prynce, most unto my pleasure of all that ar nowe reynyng;
Wherfor, my nowne hert and best beloved treasur,
Welcome to this your chaumber of whom ye be inhabitur.
And the Crosse in the Croschepyng was garnysshed, and wyne ther rennyng, and angels sensyng and syngyng, with orgayns and other melody etc. And at the Cundyt, ther was seynt George kyllyng the dragon, and seynt George had this speche folowyng:
[Saint George.]
O most soveraign lorde, be divyne provision to be
The ruler of cruell Mars and kyng insuperable!
Ye reioyce my corage, trustyng hit to se,
That named am George, your patron favorable;
To whom ye are and ever shalbe so acceptable,
That in felde, or cite, wher-so-ever ye rayne
Shall I never fayle yewe, thus is my purpose playne.
The ruler of cruell Mars and kyng insuperable!
Ye reioyce my corage, trustyng hit to se,
That named am George, your patron favorable;
To whom ye are and ever shalbe so acceptable,
That in felde, or cite, wher-so-ever ye rayne
Shall I never fayle yewe, thus is my purpose playne.
To protect your magnyficence myself I shall endever,
In all thyngs that your highnes shall concerne,
Mor tenderly then I yit did ever;
Kyng, duke, yerle, lorde, also berne,
As ye be myn assistence in processe shall lerne,
Which thurgh your vertue, most amorous knyght,
I owe to your presence be due and very right.
In all thyngs that your highnes shall concerne,
Mor tenderly then I yit did ever;
Kyng, duke, yerle, lorde, also berne,
As ye be myn assistence in processe shall lerne,
Which thurgh your vertue, most amorous knyght,
I owe to your presence be due and very right.
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Like-wyse as I this lady be grace I defended,
That thurgh myschaunce chosen was to dye,
Fro thys foule serpent whom I sor wonded;
So ye in distresse preserve ever woll I
Fro all parell and wyked veleny,
That shuld your noble persone in eny wyse distrayn,
Which welcome is to this your chamber and to me right fayn
That thurgh myschaunce chosen was to dye,
Fro thys foule serpent whom I sor wonded;
So ye in distresse preserve ever woll I
Fro all parell and wyked veleny,
That shuld your noble persone in eny wyse distrayn,
Which welcome is to this your chamber and to me right fayn
And this balet was song at the Crosse:
Ryall prince Arthur, to this your cite!
Sithen in vertue der, as all we may see.
Cunyng requyred, your intelligence.
That Yngland, all playn, to their extollence.
Syng we therfor all; that he yewe defend!
In this breve beyng to your lyfes yend!
Sithen in vertue der, as all we may see.
Cunyng requyred, your intelligence.
That Yngland, all playn, to their extollence.
Syng we therfor all; that he yewe defend!
In this breve beyng to your lyfes yend!
Welcome newe tresur, to this your cite!
Lorde, ye have no per, as all we may see.
All hath contrived, your intelligence.
Maye nowe be right fayn to their extollence.
Also let us call that he yewe defend
Your astate supportyng, to your lyfes yend!
Lorde, ye have no per, as all we may see.
All hath contrived, your intelligence.
Maye nowe be right fayn to their extollence.
Also let us call that he yewe defend
Your astate supportyng, to your lyfes yend!
With all our hole cur, to this your cite!
Of your age tender; as all we may see.
And so receyved— your intelligence.
Yewe long to remayn, to their extollence.
To God immortall that he yewe defend!
And vertue ay spreyng, to your lyfes yend!
Of your age tender; as all we may see.
And so receyved— your intelligence.
Yewe long to remayn, to their extollence.
To God immortall that he yewe defend!
And vertue ay spreyng, to your lyfes yend!
| Reception of Prince Arthur in 1498 | |