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A18769	The vvorthines of VVales vvherein are more then a thousand seuerall things rehearsed: some set out in prose to the pleasure of the reader, and with such varietie of verse for the beautifying of the book, as no doubt shal delight thousands to vnderstand. Which worke is enterlarded with many wonders and right strange matter to consider of: all the which labour and deuice is drawne forth and set out by Thomas Churchyard, to the glorie of God, and honour of his Prince and countrey.	Churchyard, Thomas, 1520?-1604.	1587 (1587)	STC 5261; ESTC S105094	65,030	110

attempt of man Can win the Fort if house be furnisht throw The troth whereof let world be witnesse now It is great payne from foote of Rocke to clyme To Castle wall and it is greater toyle On Rocke to goe yea any step sometyme Uprightly yet without a faule or foyle And as this Seate and Castle strongly stands Past winning sure with engin sword or hands So lookes it ore the Countrey farre or neere And shines like Torch and Lanterne of the Sheere Wherefore Denbigh thou bearst away the praise Denbigh hath got the garland of our daies Denbigh reapes fame and lawde a thousand waies Denbigh my pen vnto the Clowdes shall raise The Castle there could I in order drawe It should surmount now all that ere I sawe ¶ Of Valey Crucis Thlangothlan and the Castle Dynosebrane THE great desire to see Denbigh at full Did drawe my muse from other matter true But as that sight my mynd away did pull From former things I should present to you So duetie bids a writer to be playne And things left out to call to mynd agayne Thlangothlan then must yet come once in place For diuers notes that giues this booke some grace An Abbey nere that Mountayne towne there is Whose walles yet stand and steeple too likewise But who that rides to see the troth of this Shall thinke he mounts on hilles vnto the Skyes For when one hill behind your backe you see Another comes two tymes as hye as hee And in one place the Mountaynes stands so there In roundnesse such as it a Cockpit were Their height is great and full of narrowe waies And stéepe downe right of force ye must descend Some houses are buylt there but of late daies Full vnderneath the monstrous Mountaynes end Amid them all and those as man may gesse When rayne doth fall doth stand in sore distresse For mightie streames runnes ore both house and thatch When for their liues poore men on Hilles must watch Beyond the same and yet on Hill full hye A Castle stands an old and ruynous thing That haughtie house was buylt in weathers eye A pretie pyle and pleasure for a King A Fort a Strength a strong and stately Hold It was at first though now it is full old On Rocke alone full farre from other Mount It stands which shewes it was of great account Betwéene the Towne and Abbey built it was The Towne is néere the goodly Riuer Dée That vnderneath a Bridge of stone doth passe And still on Rocke the water runnes you see A wondrous way a thing full rare and straunge That Rocke cannot the course of water chaunge For in the streame huge stones and Rocks remayne That backward might the flood of force constrayne From thence to Chirke are Mountaynes all a rowe As though in ranke and battaile Mountaynes stood And ouer them the bitter winde doth blowe And whirles betwixt the valley and the wood Chirke is a place that parts another Sheere And as by Trench and Mount doth well appeere It kept those bounds from forrayne force and power That men might sléepe in suretie euery hower Here Denbighshiere departs from writers pen And Flintshiere now comes brauely marching in With Castles fine with proper Townes and men Whereof in verse my matter must begin Not for to fayne and please the tender eares But to be playne as worlds eye witnesse beares Not by heresay as fables are set out But by good proofe of vewe to voyd a dout WHen Sommer swéete hath blowne ore Winters blast And waies waxe hard that now are soft and foule When calmie Skyes sayth bitter stormes are past And Clowdes waxe cléere that now doth lowre and skoule My muse I hope shall be reuiu'de againe That now lyes dead or rockt a sleepe with paine For labour long hath wearied so the wit That studious head a while in rest must sit But when the Spring comes on with newe delite You shall from me heare what my muse doth write Here endeth my first booke of the worthines of Wales which being wel taken wil encourage me to set forth another in which work not only the rest of the Shieres that now are not written of shalbe orderly put in print but likewise all y e auncient Armes of Gentlemen there in general shalbe plainly described set out to the open vewe of the world if God permit me life and health towards the finishing of so great a labour FINIS Thomas Churchyard EN·DIEV·ET·MON·ROY· Churchiards Armes William Malmesburie de regibus anglorum Dauid Powell a late writer yet excellently learned made a sharp inuectiue against William Paruus and Pollidor Virgill all their complices accusing them of lying tongues enuyous detraction malicious slaunders reproachfull and venomous language wilfull ignorāce dogged enuie and canckered mindes for that thei spake vnreuerently of Arthur and many other thrise noble Princes Jeffrey of Monmouth Matthewe of Westminster and others are here in like sort to be read looked on The Authors troublesome life briefely set downe A short note of the nature of many Coūtries with the disposition of the people there A commendation of the loyaltie of Welshmen A rehearsall of great strife and dissention that ruinated Wales How Lawe and loue links men together like brethren The accustomed courtesie of Wales No such theft and robberie in Wales as in other Countries Victuals good cheape in most part of Wales A great rebuke to those that speakes not truely of Wales Good disposition neuer wants good maners Good true Authors that affirmes more goodnesse in Wales than I write of Two Riuers by Mōmouth the one called Monnow and the other Wye King Henry the fifth Neere the Towne Sir Charles Harbert of Troy dwelt in a faire Seate called Troy At Wynestow now dwels Sir Thomas Harbert a little from the same Troy Maister Roger Ieames dwelt at Troy nere this Towne The Earle of Worcesters house and Castle The Earle of Penbroke that was created Earle by King Edward the 4. buylt the Castell of Raggland sumptuously at the first Earle of Worcester Lord hereof A faire bridge Maister Lewis of Saint Peere dwelles neere that Sir Charles Sommerset at the Grange doth dwell now Sir William Morgan that is dead dwelt at Pennycoyd Harbert of Colbroke buryed there Chepstow In the Castle there is an ancient tower called Longis tower wherby rests a tale to be considered of Of this Earle is a great and worthie tale to be heard A peece of a petigree Earle Strongbowe was maried to the King of Lynsters Daughter in Ireland and this Strongbowe wan by force of armes the Earledoms of Wolster Tyroll The Authors verses in the honor of noble mynds Good men are made of and bad men rebuked Sir William Harbert of ●●●nt Gillyans Polidorus Virgilius spake all of his owne nations praise and sawe but little of Brittaine nor loued the same Venerable bede a noble writer Gildas a passing Poet of Brittaine

amore beneuolentia liberalitate prosequi denique iuxta eximias probitates easdem magnificentiùs ornare decorare quatenus in personis huiuscemodi congestis clarissimis virtutum praemijs ceteri socordia ignauiaque sepositis ad peragenda pulcherrima quaeque facinora laude gloria concitentur Nos ne à maiorum nrō laudatissimis moribus discedere videamur nostri esse officij putamus probatissimū nobis virum qui ob res ab se clarissimè gestas quàm maxima de nobis promeruit condignis honorū fastigijs attollere verè regijs insignire muneribus Strenuum insignem loquimur militē Willūm Herbert Dominum Herbart iam defunctū cuius in regni nostri primordijs obsequia gratissima tum nobis multipliciter impensa cum nrō pro iure decertaretur satis ambiguè obliuisci non possumus accessere de post in hoc vsque temporis continuata seruicia que non parum nobis fuere complacita presertim nuperimis hijs diebus quibus optimum se gessit militem ac non mediocres sibi laudis fame titulos comparauit Hijs equidem iampridē cū Rebellis hostisque nostri Iasper Owini Tedur filliū nuper Pembrochiae se Comitem dicens Walliae partes peruaderet multaque arte ad contra nos statum nostrum vilem populo seditionem concitandum truculentiam moliretur societatis sibi ad eandem rem conficiendam electissimis viris fidelibus nostris arma cepit confligendi copiam hostibus exhibuit adeoque valida manu peruasus ab ipsis partes peruagatus est nusquam eis locum permiserit quo nō eos complicesque affligauerit vires eorūdem fregerit morteque affecerit seu desperantes in fugam propulerit demum Castrum nostrum de Hardelagh nobis ab initio regni nostri contrarium quo vnicum miseris patebat refugium obsidione vallabat quod capi impossible ferebatur cepit inclusos que ad deditionem compulit adiacentem quoque primam omnem nostram Regiae Maiestati rebellem hactenus ad summam obedientiam reduxit Haec itaque sua laudabilia obsequia promeritaque memoriter vt decet intimè recolentes volentesque proinde eundem Willūm condignis honoribus regalibúsque praemijs ornare amplicare sublimare octauo die Septembris anno regni nostri octauo per Chartam nostram de gratia nostra speciali ac ex certa scientia mero motu nostris ipsum Willūm in Comitem Pembrochiae ereximus praefecerimus creauerimus ei nomē statum stilum titulum dignitatem Comitis Pembrochie cum omnibus singulis preëminencijs honoribus ceteris quibuscunque huius statui Comitis pertinentibus siue congruis dederimus concesserimus ipsumque huiusmodi statu stilo titulo honore dignitate per cincturam gladij insigniuerimus realiter nobilitauerimus This was set downe for causes more then one The world beléeues no more than it hath seene When things lye dead and tyme is past and gone Blynd people say it is not so we weene It is a tale deuisde to please the eare More for delight of toyes then troth may beare But those that thinks this may a fable be To Authors good I send them here from me First let them search Records as I haue done Then shall they finde this is most certaine true And all the rest before I here begun Is taken out not of no writers nue The oldest sort and soundest men of skill Myne Authors are now reade their names who will Their workes their words and so their learning through Shall shewe you all what troth I write of now BEcause many that fauoured not Wales parsiall writers and historians haue written set downe their owne opinions as they pleased to publish of that Countrey I therefore a little degresse from the orderly matter of the booke and touch somewhat the workes and wordes of them that rashly haue written more then they knewe or well could proue As learned men hath wrote graue works of yore So great regard to natiue Soyle they had For such respect I blame now Pollydore Because of Wales his iudgement was but bad If Buckanan the Scottish Poet late Were here in sprite of Brittons to debate He should finde men that would with him dispute And many a pen which would his works confute But with the dead the quick may neuer striue Though sondrie works of theirs were little worth Yet better farre they had not bene aliue Than sowe such seedes as brings no goodnesse forth Their praise is small that plucks backe others fame Their loue not great that blots out neighbours name Their bookes but brawles their bable bauld and bare That in disdaine of fables writers are What fable more then say they knowe that thing They neuer sawe and so giue iudgement streight And by their bookes the world in error bring That thinks it reades a matter of great weight When that a tale of much vntroth is told Thus all that shines and glisters is not gold Nor all the bookes that auncient Fathers wrate Are not alo'wd for troth in euery state Though Caesar was a wise and worthie Prince And conquerd much of Wales and England both The writers than and other Authors since Did flatter tyme and still abuse the troth Same for a fee and some did humors feede When sore was healde to make a wound to bleede And some sought meanes their patient still to please When body throwe was full of foule disease The worldly wits that with each tyme would wagge Were caryed cleane away from wisedomes lore They rather watcht to fill an emptie bagge Than touch the tyme then present or before Nor car'd not much for future tyme to come They rould vp tyme like thréede about the thome And when their clue on trifles all was spent Much rotten stuffe vnto the garment went Which stuffe patcht vp a péece of homely ware In Printers shop set out to sale sometyme Which ill wrought worke at length became so bare It neither seru'd for prose nor pleasant ryme But past like that and old wiues tales full vayne That thunders long but neuer brings forth rayne A kynd of sound that makes a hurling noyse To feare young babes with brute of bugges and toyes But aged sires of riper wit and skill Disdaines to reade such rabble farst with lyes This is enough to shewe you my goodwill Of Authors true and writers graue and wise Whose pen shall proue each thing in printed booke Whose eyes withall on matter straunge did looke And whose great charge and labour witnesse beares Their words are iust they offer to your eares Each Nation had some writer in their daies For to aduaunce their Countrey to the Starres Homer was one who gaue the Greekes great praise And honord not the Troyans for their warres Liui among the Romaines wrate right mitch With rare renowne his Countrey to enritch And Pollidore did ply the pen a pace To blurre