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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

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

of and yet deserueth most greatest lawdation And in deede the more honorable it is for that your Highnesse princely Auncestors sprong forth of the noble braunches of that Nation Thus duetifully praying for your Maiesties long preseruation by whose bountie and goodnesse I a long while haue liued I wish your Highnesse all the hap honour victorie and harts ease that can be desired or imagined Your Highnesse humble Seruant and Subiect Thomas Churchyard ❧ To euery louing and friendly Reader IT may seeme straunge good Reader that I haue chosen in the end of my daies to trauaile and make discription of Countries whereas the beginning of my youth and a long while after I haue haūted the warres and written somewhat of Martiall Discipline but as euery season breedeth a seuerall humour and the humours of men are diuers drawing the mynd to sondrie dispositions so common occasion that commands the iudgement hath set me a worke and the warme good will affection borne in breast towards the worthie Countrey of Wales hath haled me often forward to take this labour in hand which many before haue learnedly handled But yet to shewe a difference in writing and a playnnesse in speech because playne people affects no florishing phrase I haue now in as ample a maner without borrowed termes as I could declared my opinion of that sweete Soyle and good Subiects therof euen at that very instant when Wales was almost forgotten or scarce remembred with any great lawdation when it hath merited to be written of for sondrie famous causes most meete to be honored and necessary to be touched in First the world will confesse or els it shall do wrong that some of our greatest Kings that haue conquered much were borne bred in that Countrey which Kings in their times to the glory of England haue wrought wonders brought great benefites to our weale publicke Among the same Princes I pray you giue me leaue to place our good Queene Elizabeth and pardō me withall to commit you to the Chronicles for the seeking out of her Auncestors noble actions and suffer me to shewe a little of the goodnesse gathered by vs from her Maiesties well doing and possessed a long season from her princely and iust dealings An act so noble notorious that neither can escape immortall fame nor shall not passe my pen vnresited Now weigh in what plight was our state when she came first to the Crowne and see how soone Religion was reformed a matter of great moment peace planted and warres vtterly extinguished as the sequell yet falleth out Then behold how she succoured the afflicted in Fraunce let the going to Newhauen beare witnesse and chargeably without breaking of League mainteyned her friends and amazed her enemies Then looke into the seruice and preseruation of Scotland at the siege of Leeth and see how finely the French were al shipped away they being a great power and sent home in such sort that neuer since they had mynd to returne thether againe in that fashion and forme that they sayled towards Scotland at the first Then consider how bace our money was in what short tyme with little losse to our Countrey the bad coyne was conuerted to good siluer and so is like to continue to the end of the world Then in the aduancing of Gods word and good people regard how Rochell was relieued and Rone and other places foūd cause to pray for her life who sought to purchase their peace and see them in safetie Then thinke on the care she tooke for Flaunders during the first troubles and how that Countrey had bene vtterly destroyed if her Highnes helping hand had not propped vp that tottering State Then Christianly cōceiue how many mul●itudes of strangers she hath giuen gracious countenance vnto and hath freely licensed them to liue here in peace and rest Then paise in an equall ballance the daungerous estate of Scotland once againe when the Kings owne Subiects kept the Castle of Edenbrough against their owne naturall Lord Maister which presumptuous part of Subiects her Highnesse could not abide to behold wherevpon she sent a sufficient power to ayde the Kings Maiestie which power valiantly wonne the Castle and freely deliuered the same to the right owner thereof with all the treasure and prisoners therein Then regard how honourably she hath dealt with diuers Princes that came to see her or needed her magnificēt supportation and countenance Then looke throughly into the mightinesse managing of all matters gone about and put in exercise princely and yet peaceably since the day of her Highnesse Coronation and you shalbe forced to confesse that she surmounts a great number of her Predecessors and she is not at this day no whit inferiour to the greatest Monarke of the world Is not such a peereles Queene then a comfort to Wales a glorie to England and a great reioysing to all her good neighbours And doth not she daily deserue to haue bookes dedicated in the highest degree of honor to her Highnesse Yes vndoubtedly or els my sences and iudgement fayleth me So good Reader do iudge of my labours my pen is procured by a band of causes to write as farre as my knowledge may leade and my duetie hath no end of seruice nor no limits are set to a loyall Subiect but to wish and worke to the vttermost of power Within this worke are seuerall discourses some of the beautie blessednes of the Countrey some of the strength and statelynesse of their inpregnable Castles some of their trim Townes and fine situation some of their antiquitie shewing from what Kings and Princes they tooke their first name and prerogatiue So generally of all maner of matters belonging to that Soyle as Churches Monuments Mountaynes Valleys Waters Bridges fayre Gentlemens houses and the rest of things whatsoeuer may become a writers pen to touch or a readers iudgement to knowe I write not contenciously to find fault with any or confute the former writers and tyme but to aduaunce and winne credite to the present trueth agreeing and yeelding to all former tymes and ages that hath iustly giuen euery Nation their due and truely without affection hath set downe in plaine words the worthines of plaine people for I honor and loue as much a true Author as I hate and detest a reporter of trifeling fables A true Historie is called the Mistresse of life and yet all Historyographers in writing of one thing agree not well one with another because the writers were not present in the tymes in the places nor saw the persons they make mētion of but rather haue leaned and listned on the common report than stayed or trusted to their owne experience Strabo a most famous writer findes fault for the like occasion with Erstaotheus Metrodorus Septius Possidonius and Patrocles the Geographer And such discord did arise amōg writers in tyme past as Iosephus saith against Appio that they reprooued one another by bookes and all men in

straunge Soyles and yéeld the Romaines grace Admit they wrate their volumes all of troeth And did affect ne man nor matter then Yet writer sees not how all matters goeth In field when he at home is at his pen. This Pollidore sawe neuer much of Wales Though he haue told of Brittons many tales Caesar himself a Uictor many a way Went not so farre as Pollidore doth say Kings are obayd where they were neuer seene And men may write of things they heare by eare So Pollidore oft tymes might ouerwéene And speake of Soyles yet he came neuer there Some runne a ground that through each water sailes A Pylot good in his owne Compasse failes A writer that beléeues in worlds report May roue to farre or surely shoote to short The eye is iudge as Lanterne cléere of light That searcheth through the dim and darkest place The gladsome eye giues all the bodie sight It is the glasse and beautie of the face But where no face nor iudging eye doth come The sence is blynd the spirit is deaffe and dome For wit can not conceiue till sight send in Some skill to head whereby we knowledge win If straungers speake but straungely on our state Thinke nothing straunge though straungers write amis If straungers do our natiue people hate Our Countrey knowes how straunge their nature is Most straunge it were to trust a forayne foe Or fauour those that we for straungers knowe Then straungely reade the bookes that straungers make For feare ye shroude in bosome stinging Snake The straungers still in auncient tyme that wrate Exalt themselues and kéepes vs vnder foote As we of kynd and nature doe them hate So beare they rust and canker at the roote Of heart to vs when pen to paper goeth Their cunning can with craft so cloke a troeth That hardly we shall haue them in the winde To smell them forth or yet their finenesse finde Of force then must you credite our owne men Whose vertues works a glorious garland gaynes Who had the gift the grace and arte of pen And who did write with such sweete flowing vaynes That Honey seem'd to drop from Poets quill I say no more trust straungers and ye will Our Countrey breedes as faithfull men as those As famous too in stately verse or prose And trueth I trowe is likte among vs best For each man frounes when fabling toyes they heare And though we count but Robin Hood a Iest And old wiues tales as tatling toyes appeare Yet Arthurs raigne the world cannot denye Such proofe there is the troth thereof to trye That who so speakes against so graue a thing Shall blush to blot the fame of such a King Condemne the daies of elders great or small And then blurre out the course of present tyme Cast one age downe and so doe orethrow all And burne the bookes of printed prose or ryme Who shall beléeue he rules or she doth raigne In tyme to come if writers loose their paine The pen records tyme past and present both Skill brings foorth bookes and bookes is nurse to troth Now followes the Castles and Townes neere Oske and there aboutes A Pretie Towne calde Oske néere Raggland stands A Riuer there doth beare the selfesame name His Christall streames that runnes along the Sands Shewes that it is a Riuer of great fame Fresh water swéete this goodly Riuer yéelds And when it swels it spreads ore all the Féelds Great store of Fish is caught within this flood That doth in déede both Towne and Countrey good A thing to note when Sammon failes in Wye And season there goes out as order is Than still of course in Oske doth Sammons lye And of good Fish in Oske you shall not mis. And this seemes straunge as doth through Wales appeere In some one place are Sammons all the yeere So fresh so swéete so red so crimp withall As man might say loe Sammon here at call A Castle there in Oske doth yet remaine A Seate where Kings and Princes haue bene borne It stands full ore a goodly pleasant Plaine The walles whereof and towers are all to torne With wethers blast and tyme that weares all out And yet it hath a fayre prospect about Trim Meades and walkes along the Riuers side With Bridge well built the force of flood to bide Upon the side of wooddie hill full fayre This Castle stands full sore decayde and broke Yet builded once in fresh and wholesome ayre Full néere great Woods and many a mightie Oke But sith it weares and walles so wastes away In praise thereof I mynd not much to say Each thing decayd goes quickly out of minde A rotten house doth but fewe fauours finde Thrée Castles fayre are in a goodly ground Grosmont is one on Hill it builded was Skenfreth the next in Ualley is it found The Soyle about for pleasure there doth passe Whit Castle is the third of worthie fame The Countrey there doth beare Whit Castles name A stately Scate a loftie princely place Whose beautie giues the simple Soyles some grace Two myles from that vpon a mightie Hill Langibby stands a Castle once of state Where well you may the Countrey view at will And where there is some buildings newe of late A wholesome place a passing plat of ground As good an ayre as there abouts is found It seemes to sight the Seate was plast so well In elders daies some Duke therein did dwell Carleon now step in with stately style No feeble phrase may serue to set thee forth Thy famous Towne was spoke of many a myle Thou hast bene great though now but little worth Thy noble bounds hath reacht beyond them all In thée hath bene King Arthurs golden Hall In thée the wise and worthies did repose And through thy Towne the water ebs and flowes COme learned lore with loftie style and leade these lynes of myne Come gracious Gods and spare a whyle to me the Muses nyne Come Poets all whose passing phrase doth pearce the finest wits Come knowledge whereon world doth gase yet still in iudgement sits And helpe my pen to play his parte for pen is stept on stage To shewe by skill and cunning arte the state of former age For present tyme hath friends enowe to flatter faune and faine And elders daies I knowe not how doe dwell in deepe disdaine No friend for auncient yéeres we finde our age loues youth alone The former age weares out of minde as though such tyme were none King Arthurs raigne though true it weare Is now of small account The same of Troy is knowne each where And to the Skyes doth mount Both Athens Theabes and Carthage too We hold of great renowne What then I pray you shall we doe To poore Carleon Towne King Arthur sure was crowned there It was his royall Seate And in that Towne did Scepter beare With pompe and honor greate An