The Pastime of Pleasure: An Allegorical Poem, 18 tomas

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Percy Society, 1845 - 220 psl.

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84 psl. - To wed for fere, as them to obey; Yet had I lever they were somwhat wrothe, For I my selfe do bere the locke and kaye Yet of my mynde, and wyll do many a daye. Myne owne I am, what that I lyste to do I stand untyed, there is no joye therto. Amoure. O swete lady ! the good perfyte sterre...
199 psl. - ... wedding, of the satyn fyne, Whyte as the milke, a goodly garment, Branded with perle that clerely did shyne; And so the mariage for to determyne Venus me brought to a ryall chappell, Which of fyne golde was wrought every dele. And after that the gay and glorious La Belle Pucell to the chappell was ledde, In a white vesture fayre and precious, Wyth a golden chaplet on her yalow hede; And Lex Ecclesie did me to her wedde; After which wedding there was a great feast, Nothing we lacked, but had of...
17 psl. - In stede of grapes the rubies there did shyne. The flore was paved with berall clarified, With pillers made of stones precious, Like a place of pleasure so gayely glorified, It might be called a palaice glorious, So muche delectable and solacious.
128 psl. - But for a trouth or for the comins sake. For fyrst, good hope his legge harneys sholde be; His habergion of perfyte ryghtwysenes; Gyrde faste wyth the gyrdle of chastite, His riche placarde should be good besines, Brandred with almes so full of larges; The helmet mekenes, and the shelde good fayth ; His swerde Goddes worde, as saynt Poule sayth.
54 psl. - Edmunde's life martred with treson. Of the fall of prynces, ryght wofully He did endyte in all piteous wyse, Folowynge his auctoure Bocas rufully; A ryght greate boke he did truly compryse, A good ensample for us to dispyse This worlde, so ful of mutabilyte, In whiche no man can have a certente. And thre reasons ryght greatly profytable Under coloure he cloked craftely; And of the chorle he made the fable That shutte the byrde in a cage so closely, The pamflete sheweth it expressely; He fayned also...
26 psl. - Ryght from wronge ye shall know in certainte. My scyence is all the yll to eschewe, And for to knowe the false from the trewe. Who wyll take payne to folowe the trace, In this wrecched world, of trouth and ryghtwysenes, In heven above he shal have dwellynge place. And who that walketh the waye of derkenes, Spendyng his tyme in worldly wretchednes, Amyddes the erth, in hel most horrible, He shall have payne nothyng extinguyssible. So by logyke is good perceyveraunce To devyde the good and the evyll...
31 psl. - Phylosophy. 0 thrust of vertue and of ryall pleasure Of famous poetes many yeres ago ! O insaciate covetyse of the speciall treasure Of new invencion, of ydelnes the foo! We may you laude, and often prayse also, And specially for worthy causes thre, Whiche to thys daye we may both here and se. As to the fyrst, your hole desyre was set Fables to fayne to eschewe ydlenes, Wyth amplyacion more connyng to get, By the laboure of inventyfe busynes, Touchynge the trouthe by covert lykenes To dysnull vyce...
36 psl. - ... reason and hye auctorite, The trouth dyd shewe of all theyr covert werke. Thus have they made many a noble clerke. To dysnull myschefe and inconvenyence, They made our lawes wyth grete diligence. Before the lawe, in a tumblyng barge The people sayled, wythout parfitnes, Throughe the worlde all about at large; They hadde none ordre nor no stedfastnes, Tyll rethoricians founde justyce doubtles, Ordeynyng kynges, of ryght hye dygnite, Of all comyns to have the soverainte ; The barge to stere, wyth...
218 psl. - That he perceyve well thyne intencion, For to be grounded without presumption, As for to eschue the synne of ydlenes; To make suche bokes I apply my busines. Besechyng God for to geve me grace Bokes to compyle of moral vertue ; Of my maister Lidgate...
148 psl. - Age of his cours must at the last transporte: Now trouth of his right dooth our selfe exhorte That you your youth in ydelnes wyll spende, Wythouten pleasure to bryng it to an ende. What was the cause of your creacion, But man to love, the world to multeply? As to sow the sede of generacion, Wyth fervent love so well conveniently, The cause of love engendreth perfytely, Upon an entent of dame Nature, Which you have made so fayre a creature. Than of dame Nature what is the entent But to accomplyshe...

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