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A01354	The flovver of fame Containing the bright renowne, & moste fortunate raigne of King Henry the viii. Wherein is mentioned of matters, by the rest of our cronographers ouerpassed. Compyled by Vlpian Fulwell. Hereunto is annexed (by the aucthor) a short treatice of iii. noble and vertuous queenes. And a discourse of the worthie seruice that was done at Hadington in Scotlande, the seconde yere of the raigne of king Edward the sixt.	Fulwell, Ulpian, fl. 1586.; Harman, Edmund.	1575 (1575)	STC 11475; ESTC S102758	42,413	130

his graces behoote so that he woulde graunt pardon of lyfe vnto all the people of the town and licence to depart with bagg and boggage Whiche the king mercifully graunted on this condicion that none of them should departe with any Gonne charged And the Bulleiners departed the town with as much of theyr goodes as they could cary with them After which departure king Henrie with hys nobilitie entred the towne with Banners displayed lyke a conquerour And after hee had taried there by the space of fyue dayes or there about he returned againe into Englande leauing behinde him to defende the towne the Duke of Suffolke that most valiant Capitayne But when the kings maiestie was vppon departure newes was brought vnto him that the Dolphin of Fraunce was determined to come downe and repell him from thence and hys power whereunto the king aunswered that hee shoulde be verie welcome For quoth he the Dolphin is my God sonne and if he come he shall haue my blessing But he made no haste to come as he vaunted Wherefore the Duke of Suffolk and the Earle of Essex perswaded the king to returne home to Englande againe for that he had wonne as much honour theare as was to be had at that tyme Wherupon the king committed the defence of the towne to the Duke of Suffolke and the Earle of Essex ioyntly But before his departure he being doubtfull whether the Duke of Norfolke had any neede of help at Muttrell called vnto him syr Anthony Browne appointed him to go thither to the ayde of the Duke of Norfolke with all his power But Sir Anthony Browne answered that he had dismissed many of his souldiers by reason of sicknesse the rest were either wounded or wearied with trauaile and many of their Horses tyred Then the king demaunded of the Earle of Essex In what estate his bande was who had vnder his charge 1500 horsemen he aunswered the kyng that of his whole power he wanted not 60. And that hee was ready to fulfill his graces pleasure Wherupon the king thought to haue sent him to Muttrell but in the end that king hauing a speciall regarde for the keeping of Bullaine leatte the Earle with the Duke to defende the towne and sent Sir Ihon Gage to Muttrell to the ayde of the Duke of Norfolk And then the king returned into England againe with great triumph After whose departure out of Fraunce y frenchmen began to be verye busie against the englishmē But when they could preuaile nothing at all they began to entreat for peace always hoping to haue Bullayne againe by some meanes or other But king Henry was so affected to that towne that neyther strengthe of warre nor force of money could win it from hym And he would oft times saye that no true subiect of his woulde perswade him to yelde it vp Which towne he helde in despight of the Frenchmen during his life ¶ And thus I ende this discourse of the wynning of Bullayne Omitting to treate of the large circumstaunce heereof least I might seeme to rob Grafton or Halle of their laboures concluding this commemoration of king Henry with his conquest of Bullaine After which triumphant victorie no special warre happened vnto him till death the conquerour of all mortall men subdued his body whose soule liueth with God in his Heauenlye kingdome KIng Henry in his life time would often tymes saye that if it woulde please God to endue hym with life vntill he might see three thinges brought to passe hee woulde not desire to liue anye longer The fyrst was to confirme true religion in this Realme The seconde to establish the Crowne The thyrde to see hys Sonne a man Also hee would say that if he knewe any one to bee a man of GOD and meete to gouerne a common welthe he would rather yelde his Crowne vnto him then weare it himself so that hee myghte doe it to the pleasure of God the weale publyke of his people ¶ An Epitaph of the deathe of the moste valyant and renowmed Prince King Henry the eyghth AWake ye worthies nyne that long in graues haue rest Powre out your plaints with wayling teares Let langor be your geast Do off your shrowding sheetes that clads you in the claye and decke your selues with black attyre your mourning to displaye Bedewe with saltie teares your manly faces stowte Laye downe those weapons that were wont to quell the raging rowte For nowe that pierlesse Prince that neuer yet tooke foyle The eyghth king Henry hath resynde his bodye to the soyle Recorde your dolefull tunes ye noble Peeres eche one Let gryping greefes gnawe on your breastes to shewe your pensiue moane With bryndie blubbered teares ye commons all lament Sende forth your sobbes from boyling breast let trynkling teares be spent For our Achilles nowe hath left vs in the fielde That wonted was with valiant force from foes our lyues to shylde And this hath death deuysde to wrecke his wrathfull spyght Wherefore O Mors wee curses yelde on thee both daye and nyght Oh noble Brutus lande howe much was death thy foe when he with cruell darte constraynde this Gemme from thee to goe But though the cursed dame that cuttes the fatall lyne So muche enuyed thy happie state in making him declyne Yet God through mercy great in spyght of death his darte Hath left a Blossome of his braunche to ease thy pensiue smarte For whome now let vs praye that shee the race may runne of Nestors yeres with like successe as yet her grace hath done And that his royall Impe Elizabeth by name May weare the Crowne and wielde the sworde with ioye and endlesse fame Whose lyfe doth render lyght vnto her fathers fame whose noble harte doth plainly shewe the stocke from whence shee came Though death hath done his woorst with drift of dyrefull darte By stryking of that valyant king and piercing of his harte Yet hath he not the powre his fame to ouercast which shall remaine in mouth of man whyle Pen and ynke doth last And eke the shyning Sunne shall cease his running race before king Henries worthie fame shall suffer one deface And as his soule is lodgde with Ioue in starrie Skye Euen so remembraunce of his name on earth shall neuer dye ¶ A Preamble to this parte of the Booke following LYke as the auncient Greekes haue painted out at large Their noble ladyes worthie lyues and therof taken charge And as the Romaine dames had writers of their actes Euen so the trowpe of Englysh trayne haue some to tell their factes Whose bryght and shyning fame deserues to haue a place Coequall with the best that hath runne on in vertues race Then let not Englande blushe to blase their ladies lyues Which no whit is inferiour vnto the Romayne wyues Let them vaunt if they list of Lucrece chastitie I prayse the greekes Penelope for her fidelitie A nomber myght be namde that wryters pennes haue praysde Who for their lyues and noble actes an

endlesse fame hath raysde And yet among the rest that retche their fame so farre Let English dames shewe foorth their shyne lyke Venus twinkling Starre Whose nomber sure is greate although I name but fewe But yet as tyme will lycence mee I shall more largely shewe The lyues and noble actes of Ladyes in those dayes Whome noble vertue hath aduaunsde to winne immortall prayse For lyke as valyant men therof do gayne renowne So worthie actes of weomen kynde may not bee quite throwne downe Fame may not parciall bee but as desertes requyre Must yelde to euery worldly wyght their due deserued hyre ¶ A Commemoration of Queene Anne Bullayne YE noble Imphes of Parnas hill ●e Muses all arowe Resownd your pleasant melodie your warbling notes bestowe Take wrest in hand to tune those stringes that render Siluer sownd And let the voyce of Musikes lore vnto the Skies rebownde Blo vp with ioye the chearefull blast of Englandes blissefull state In prayse of this most noble Qneene king Henries lawfull mate Let Poets decke their sacred heds with leafe of Lawrell bow And take their painfull Pennes in hande their skill to publishe nowe A gracious Queene and lawfull spowse King Henry lo enioyes who earst was helde from wedlockes lawe by shewe of Romysh toyes Her vertuous mynde and Godly harte Gods worde doth so embrace As well deserues in Bibels tome her noble name to place Whome loue hath fedde with heauenly foode and knowledge of his truth And eke adornde with sacred giftes in this her tender youth Anne Bolloygne lo this ladye hight whose praise for to depainte My quaking Quill in trembling fist doth quayle and gins to fainte Lest that the rudenesse of my style myght Clips her noble fame Whose praise the best that handels pen of ryght shoulde fynely frame Let Virgill leaue dame Didos actes and fate of Priams towne And take of mee this charge in hande to purchase him renowne Or else vouchsafe O Sulmose Imphe to lende thy Pen awhyle To furuishe forth with eloquence the basenesse of my style But well I see it is but vayne for helpe of them to craue In whome no ayde is to be had that long hath lodge in graue Wherefore my Muse although thy skill be rude and farre too bace Yet take thy Pen to write somewhat of her most noble grace Her harte did harbour heauenly giftes that in her brest was bred And Pallas for her wisedom seemde to soiurne in her hed Her face and featurde shape was fraught by Nature passing well Her inwarde giftes and outwarde grace all others did excell Thus loue ioynde with Minerua here this noble Queene to frame So that it playnly did appere from heauenly throne shee came A Phenix right whose course of kynde ys singuler alwaye Whose ashes yeldes another byrde So one remaynes for aye This noble Phenix in lykewise hath of her sinders sent A noble Impe a worthie Queene ere shee from worlde went. Whose Princely praise hath pearst the pricke and price of endlesse fame And hit the marke of regall race from whence her highnesse came ●e noble dames that do delyght for vertue praise to gayne Desire to know this Princes lyfe and learne for to retayne Those vertues that you then may viewe as Mirrours to you all Then shall you reape the right renown that neuer shall take fall ¶ An Epitaph on the death of Queene Anne Bullayne YF wayling woes might win thy life to lodge in corpes agayne Thy bodie should O noble Queene not thus in graue remayne For if that death might life redeeme and life were bought with death Ten thousande to restore your lyfe woulde render vytall breath But sith that may in no wise bee for death woulde worke his spight With yernefull voyce and dolefull domps we shall expell delight And shew our greefes with secret sighes and langour of the breste The flodds of teares shed for thy sake declares our harts vnrest And were it not thy royall Impe did mittigate our payne The sorrow for thy fatall day wee vneth could sustayne Yet this somewhat recomfortes vs for that we be moste sure Thy blessed soule is lodge with God Foreuer to endure Also thy noble splendent fame O noble Prince Queene Anne Shall liue on earth till worldes ende within the mouth of man. And eke thy lyfe shal be a lore for Ladies all to learne Wherin they may as in a glasse Dame Vertues path desearne ¶ A Commemoration of Queene Iane. AMong the rest whose worthie lyues hath runne in vertues race O noble Fame peruse thy trayne and geue Queene Iane a place A nymphe of chaste Dianaes trayne a vertuous virgin eke In tender youth a Matrons hart with modest mynde most meeke So that dame Vertue may reioyce for breeding such a wight Whose nature shewde the fayre bright beames of vertues shyning lyght Whereby shee was elect and chose to bee the linked mate of valyant Caesars equall Peere till Atrops shewde her hate Whose whirlyng wheele doth wander still and runne with restles race And is as frendly to the Page as t him that beares the Mace. Thus till the Sisters did agree to cut the fatall lyne This noble Lady euermore to vertue did enclyne Whose Godly lyfe and finall ende I wish ech lady vew That Fame may in her Register for aye her name renewe ¶ An Epitaph on the death of Queene Iane. YF dart of death might be repeld by fame of verteous life And fatall Sisters would with hold the blade of bloody knife From cruell cut of vitall lyne to spare the worthie wight This noble Queene shoulde not haue felt the rancor of theyr spyght But sith in exorable they for euer will remayne The body though they cause to couch good fame they cannot stayne The valiant men the verteous dames that on the earth hath raygnde Haue yelded to their cursed knyfe yet endles fame hath gaynd They haue subdude stowte Caesars hart they forcde not Helens hewe Of Cressus wealth they no whit carde they ioye all to subdue And eke among the rest that hath sustaynde their cancred hate This noble Queene hath felt the flame of her vntymely fate Whose worthie fame shall not be shutt with bodye in the claye But lyue and florishe on the earth whyle Phebus guydes the daye ¶ In Prayse of the renowned Ladye Queene Katherin Par. DAme Vertue longing to behold her troupe of noble trayne Determined to take the vewe of them that did remayne Appointing Fame with sound of trompe to sommon and assite Ech one that in her booke was namde to be a worthy wight Of weomen sect as for the rest another tyme should bee For famous menne to shewe theyr selues ech one in theyr degree This noble troupe assembled was most goodly to behold And eche one called by theyr names as Fame had them enrold The Goddesses sate in there seates the Graces placed were The Muses nyne the noble Nimphes in theire degrees sat there Dame Vertue being cheefest iudge and lady of

shoulde bee iii. Myles out of his Realme Wherat the kyng was sore abashed and not without good cause For a kingdome deuyded in it selfe cannot be quieted without great trouble and bloodshed And the saide Cardinall bare so great a swaye that the king durst not come into Englande according to his appointment It is thought that the Cardinal feared lest the king of Englande would haue perswaded the kinge of Scottes to abolyshe the Popes aucthoritie out of Scotlande and to alter the state of Religion and therefore was not willing that this meeting shoulde be betweene the two kinges King Henry perceiuing him selfe to be thus deluded by the king of Scottes conceiued therof great discurtesie as he myght ful well Notwithstanding he went forwarde him selfe with all his trayne to yorke and made Proclamation that if any man had any matters to exhibite vnto his grace that they shoulde be heard and haue Iustice administred which accordingly hee accomplished to as many as came before him And whereas there had bene an insurrection in the same countrey a little before this tyme The king comaunded that all the Rebelles which were apprehended shoulde be placed before him on the lefte hande of his waye as he passed thorough the countrey and hauing set the countrey in good order he returned to London againe The Cardinall of sainct Androes who as is before saide caused the king of Scottes to breake promise with his vncle king Henry for doubt least that discourtesie might be reconsiled to make hys matter sure set the two kinges at open warre and caused the Scottes to make a roade into the borders who spoyled and did much harme Wherof when king Henry hearde he sent the Duke of Norffolke with an Armie into Scotlande who burned and spoyled muche of the countrey But when the Duke was departed from thence into Englande The Scottes inuaded the borders againe did theare muche harme But at the last Sir Thomas Wharton beeing warden of the marches there with Sir William Musgraue and a fewe of the borderers met with the Scottes the 14. of Nouember and ouerthrew them In which conflict the Lorde Maxwell the Earles of Glencarue and Sassiles with all the captaynes of the Scottish Armie were taken and on S. Thomas eeuen the Apostle they were brought to the Tower of London where they laye that night The next day following they were brought into the starre Chamber before the Lorde Chaunceller of England and the Counsaile being by the kinges charges rychely apparailed and vsed more like Princes then prisoners which they did full euil requite For after they were dismissed vppon agreement vnto certein articles they not only refused the performance of their promises but notwithstanding the benefites on them bestowed by the king they rebelled against him But nowe to returne againe vnto their kinge It is thought of some men that he him selfe was in the Battaile and thear receiued his deathes wounde but escaped vntaken but it was not so True it is that this conflict stroke him to the hart wherof he dyed incontinently Whereby we may bee sure that God strooke the stroake And whether it were that God who stryketh to the thirde and fourth generation of them that hate him did it for his fathers offence or for his owne I maye not nor will not iudge But no doubt his fathers vngodly periurie was heauily in his mynde since whose death the Realme of Scotlande hath bene sore plaged and haue had little good successe in any attemptes and especially against Englande The tirste that brought newes of the kinge of Stottes death vnto king Henry was the Earle of Angoes a Scott who was banished out of Scotlande and lyued here in Englande by a pencion that the king gaue vnto him This Earle came into the Courie the king then lying at hys house of Sainct Iames betweene tenne and xi of the clocke at nyght and desyred to speak with the king which being vnto him admitted he rehearsed vnto the king the whole circumstance of the king of Scottes death Whiche when he hearde he was so sorie of that newes that notwithstanding he warred against him yet he let fall teares from his eyes for sorrowe of his Nephewes death ¶ The Lamentation of king Iames Sonne vnto king Iames before mentioned WHat hard mishap haue I among the rest Whose froward fate vntimely deth hath wrought While youthfull yeres did harbour in my brest My wretched corpes to lodge in claye is brought By haples chaunce contrary to my thought But who is sooner trapte by witched wyle Then he whose harte is free frem craltie guyle Shall I exclayme on fortunes frowarde face Or on the wombe that life to mee fyrst gaue Or on my Fathers facte whose foule deface Hath caused mee this luckelesse lot to haue Would god my mothers wombe had ben my graue Or els the Ayre that yelded mee fyrst breath With sodayne dampe had rendred present death Woulde God my Fathers facte had beene vndon When he made vow a faythfull leage to holde Or els I woulde I had not beene his Sonne But rather borne to pen the Sheepe in folde My Father in this poynt was far too bolde Whereby he moude almighty GOD to spill Him selfe and me his Sonne that thought no ill What may I deeme of this my Fathers deede Whereof I grounde the chiefe cause of my playnte What stonie harte for pittie will not bleede To see how death this pageaunt doth depainte In floure of age our liues so to attainte The Father and the Sonné sucessiuelie The Realme eke plagde for one mans periurie I can not scuse his rage and hautie pride That forced mee my vnkle to offende Who courteousely my comming did abide In frendlie wise a time with ioye to spende I was constraynde my owne minde to vnbende The Prelasie then bare so great a swaye That king and keiser must their mindes obaye I was constraynde contrarye to my will Reuengement on the English Realme to take And eke of Mars his lore to learne the skill Where I lyke Phaeton my match did make My foes mee rulde my frendes I did forsake Though I was king another bare the sworde Whome I durst not offende in deede ne worde I call for vengeaunce on thy wretched lyfe Thou Prelate proude that hast procurde my fall Thou were the cause and aucthor of the strife I was thy Prince and yet I was thy thrall Take heede therefore by mee ye Princes all Where enuious subiects beares so great aswaye The Princes state is like for to decaye Such men they are as fyrst do stier vp stryfe But they them selues of sauegarde will be sure Their deedes are scant their words are very ryfe They rayse the broyle the brunte they not endure Yet bloody warre they dayly do procure And prease foorth Princes to auenge their yre Whyle they them selues with gredy minds aspire Lo by this meanes my fatall shrouding sheete Is now my weede no other robe haue I The graue is