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Yprayid Jupiter on hie,
Gode Counsailc of CHAUCER.
Into Itaile, with full moche pine,
First sawe Ithe distruccion
And afrir this was graved, alas !
And next that sawe I bowe Venus,
Then sawe I next that all in sere
There sawe I gravin eke how he
There sawe I eke the, cruill Juno,
There sawe I soche tempest arise,
There 'sawe I eke gravin withall,
FLIE fro the prese and dwell with soth
Prece hath envie, and wele it brent oer all,
drede. Painè the not eche crokid to redresse,
In trust of her that tou nith as a balle,
Beware also to spurne against a nalle,
Demith thyself that demist othir's dede,
The wrastlyng of this worlde skith a fall; Here is no home, here is bus wildirnesse, Forthe pilgrim, forthe o best out of thy
stall, Loke up on high, and thanke thy God o
all. Weivith thy lust and let thy ghost thu
lede. And trouthe the shall delivir, it 'is n
Balade of the village without paintyag.
HIS wretchid world'is transmutacion
Govirnid is by fortune'is errour.
For finally fortune I doe detie, Yet is me left the sight of my resoun
To knowin frende fro foe in thy mirro So moche hath yet thy tournyng up and do
I taughtin me to knowin in an hour,
To hym that ovir hymself hath mais
For finally fortune I do defie. O Socrates, thou stedfast champion,
She ne might nevir be thy curmentour Thou nevir dreddist her oppression,
Ne in her chere foundio thou no favou
For Sinally fortune I do dcfie.
The heven hath propirtie of sikirness, The answere of Fortune.
This worldè hath evir restlesse travaile,
The last daie is the ende of myne entresse, No man is wretchid but hymself it wene,
In generall this rule ne maie not faile. He that yhath hymself hath suffisaunce,
Th'envoye of Fortune.
That hath thy self out of my govirnaunce? Princes I praie you of your gentilnesse,
And if ye liste releve hym of his pain, What wost thou yet how I the woll avaunce? Praie ye his best frende of his noblenesse
And eke thou hast thy beste frende alive. That to some bettir state he maie attain. I have the taught division betwene Frende of effecte, and frende of countinu. aunce,
Lydgate was a monk of Bury, who The nedith not the gallè of an hine, wrote about the same time with Chaucer. That cureth eyin derke for ther penaunce, Out of his prologue to his third book of Now seest thou clere that wee in igno. The Fall of Princes a few stanzas are sem
raunce, Yet holt thine anker, and thou maiest lected, which, being compared with the arive
tyle of his two contemporaries, will There bountie bereth the key of my sub- show that our language was then not staunce,
written by caprice, but was in a settled And eke thou haste they bestè frende state,
alive. How many have I refused to sustene, LIKE a pilgrime which that goeth on facte,
Sith I have the fostrid in thy plesaunce? And hath none horse to releue his trauayle, Wolt thou then make a statute on thy quene, Whote, drye and wery, and may finde no bute
That I shall be aie at thine ordinaunce ? Of wel cold whan thrust doch hym assayle, Thou born art in my reign of variaunce, Wine nor licour, that may to him auayle, About the whele with othir must thou Right so fare I which in my businesse, drive,
No succour fynde my rudenes to redresse. My lore is bet, then wicke is thy grevaunce, I meane as thus, I have no fresh licour And eke thou hast beste frende alive. Out of the conduites of Calliope,
Nor through Clio in rhetorike no floure, The answere to Fortune.
In my labour for to refresh me :
Nor of the susters in noumber thrise three, Thy lore I dampne, it is adversitie, Which with Cithera on Parnaso dwell, My frend maist thou not revin blind god. They neuer me gaue drinke once of their wel. desse,
Nor of theyr springes clere and christaline, That I thy frendis knowe I thanke it the, That sprange by touchyng of the Pegase,
Take 'hem again, ler 'hem go lie a presse, Their fauour lacketh my making ten lumine The nigardis in Repyng cher richesse I fynde theyr bawme of so great scarcitie,
Pronostike is thou wolt ther toure assaile, Tó tame their runnes with some drop of Wicke appetite cometh aie before sicke
For Poliphemus throw his great blindnes, In generall this rule ne mai not faile. Hath in me derked of Arges the brightnes.
Our life here short of wit the great dulnes Fortune.
The heuy soule troubled with trauayle,
And of memorye the glasyng broteines, Thou pinchist at my mutabilitie,
Drede and vncuoning haue made a strong ba. For I the lent a droppe of my richesse,
tail And now me likith to withdrawin me, With werines my spirite ro assayle,
Why shouldist shou my roialtie oppresse? And with their subtil creping in most queint The se maie ebbe and flowin more and Hath made my spirit in makyng for to feint. lesse,
Add ouermore, the ferefull forwardnes The welkin hath might to shine, rain, Of my stepmother called obliuion, and haile,
Hatha bastylt of foryetfulnes,
In translating of new to quicke me,
Stories to write of olde antiquite.
Thus was I set and stode in double werre La the execucion of the majestie,
At the metyng of feareful wayes tweyne, That all purveighith of his rightwisenesse, The one was this, who euer list to lere, That same thyng fortune yclepio ye,
Whereas good wyll gan ne constrayne, Ye blindé bestis full of leudèness ! Bochas taccomplish for to doe my payne,
Came ignoraunce, with a menace of drede, and therfor it is, that the Lawys sayen,
And thus I suppose first beganne in
Realmys, Donimum tantum Regale. But Fortescue was chief justice of the Com- afterward, whan Mankynd was more mon-Pleas, in the reign of king Henry mansuete, and better disposyd to Vertue, VI. He retired in 1471, after the battle Grete Communalties, as was the Feliship, of Tewkesbury, and probably wrote most that came into this Lond with Brute, of his works in his privacy. The fol- wyllyng to be unyed and made a Body lowing passage is selected from his book Politike callid a Realme, havyng an Heed of The Difference betzucen an absolute and to governe it; as after the Saying of the limited Monarchy.
Philosopher, every Communaltie unyed
of many parts must needs have an Heed; HYT
may peraventure be marvelid by than they chose the same Brute to be some men, why one Realme is a Lord their Heed and Kyng. And they and shyp only Royall, and the Prynce thereof he upon this Incorporation and Institurulyth yt by his Law, callidus Regale; tion, and onyng of themself into a Realme, and another Kyngdome is a Lordschip, ordeynyd the same Realme so to be rulyd Royall and Politike, and the Prince there- and justyfyd by such Lawys, as they of rulyth by a Lawe, callyd Jus Politic would assent unto; which Law therfor cum & Regale; sythen thes 'two Princes is callid Politicum; and bycause it is beth of egall Astate.
mynystrid by a Kyng, it is callid Regale. To this dowte it may be answeryd in Dominium l'orticum dicitur quasi kegia this manner; The first Institution of men, plurium Scicntia, sire consilio minis. thes twoo Realmys, upon the Incorpora- tratum. The Kyng of Scotts reynith tion of then, is the Cause of this di- upon his People by his Lawe, vidéircet, versyte.
Regimine Politico $ Regali. And as When Nembroth by Might, for his Diodorus Syculus saith, in his Boke de own Glorye, made and incorporate the priscis ltistoriis, The Realme of Egypte is first Realme, and subduyd it to hymself rulid by the same Lawe, and therfor the by Tyrannye, he would not have it go- Kyng therof chaungith not his Lawes, vernyd by any other Rule or Lawe, but withoui the Assent of his people. And by his own Will; by which and for th' in like forme as he saith is ruled the accomplishment thereof he made it. And Kyngdome of Saba, in Felici Arabia, and therefor, though he had thus made a
the Lond of Libie; And also the more Realme, holy Scripture denyyd to cal párte of al the Realmys in Afrike. Which hym a kyng, Quia Rcx dicitur a Rc-, manner of Rule and Lordship, the sayd gendo ; Whych thyng he dyd not, but Diodorus in that Boké, praysith gretely. oppressyd the People by Myght, and for it is not only good for the Prince, therfor he was a Tyrant, and callid Pri- that may thereby the more sewerly do mus Tyramorum. But holy Writ callith Justice, than by his owne Arbitriment; hym Robustus l'enuior coram Deo. For but it is also good for his People that reas the Hunter takyth the wyld beste for ceyve therby, such Justice as they deto scle and eate hym; so Neinbroth sub- syer themselt. Now as me seymth, it duyd to him the People with Might, to ys shewyd opinly ynough, why one Kyng have their service and their goods, using rulyth and reynith on his People Doupon them the Lordschip that is callid minig tantum Regali, and that other reynDominium Kegule rantum. After hym ith Dominio. Politico & Regali: For that Belus that was callid tirst a Kyng, and one Kyngdome beganne, of and by, the after hym his Sone Nynus, and after Might of the Prince, and the other be
vym other Panyms; 'They, by Example ganne, by the Desier and Institution of
is placed first, because earliest written, There is another reason why the er. will show what an attentive reader will, tracts from this author are more copious : in perusing our old writers, often re his works are carefully and correctly mark, that the familiar and colloquial printed, and may therefore be better part of our language, being diffused trusted than any other, edition of the among those classes who had no ambi- English books of that or the preceding tion of refinement, or affectation of no ages, velty, has suffered very little change.
A merry iese how a sergeant would learne
to playe the frere. Written by maister Thomas More in hys youth.
Wyse men alway,
That best is for a man:
The business that he can,
An other faculte,
Is neuer like to the.
And fal'eth to making shone,
His chrift is well nigh done.
To goe to writyng scole,
I wene shall proue a fule.
Nothyng but kysse the cup,
Tyll she haue soused hym vp.
The wayes to bye and sell,
I wish to spede hym well.
By all the meanes he may,
His money cleane away,
Shall proue a thrifty man,
I cannot tell you whan.
They driue so farre a cast,
Beshrewe themselfe at tast.
Here by a sergenunt late,
Rapped about the pate,
A little play the frere:
Take hede and ye shall here,
A thrifty man there dyed,
That had he ayd a side :
For to beginne with all :
That money was to smal.
That many a man certesse,
That hath begonne with lesse.
His money to imploy,
To see it was a joy,
His ship, or by mischaunce,
And minish his substaunce,
He made a good puruay,
For euery whyt,
And toke an other way :
Pe dygged it in a pot,
And there he left it not.
To put it in a cup,
He supped it fayre vp,
His money to enclose,
He could it neuer lose.
Money and marchaundise :
In like maner wyse.
He reight not what he spent,
Could him not miscontent.
Of joly company,
He liued merely.
To have a lucky howre,
He gat and suche honour,
A sergeaunt well and fayre,
As sone as on the mayre.
mated such pompe and pride,
But drewe himself a side,
He gate him at a tyde,
There would he nedes abyde,
And to him came there meny,
The valour of a peny.
Euen vnto the harde hedge,
To laye his gowne to pledge.
Than ere that he came thither,
But that he wist not whither.
He went and there abode,
He myght not come abrode.
That he ought money to,
What him was best to do.
Take an accion therfore,
And than care for no more.
For he wyll not come out,
It shall be brought about.
many a game,
Haue I bene well in vre,
But yf I do this cure.
He chaunged with a frere.
Hym for a frere deny,
He toted and he peered,
To see how well he freered.
He goeth withouten shame
For here begynneth the game