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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A03326	The first parte of the Mirour for magistrates containing the falles of the first infortunate princes of this lande: from the comming of Brute to the incarnation of our sauiour and redemer Iesu Christe.	Higgins, John, fl. 1570-1602.	1574 (1574)	STC 13443; ESTC S106149	67,530	161

that was the cause she was my bryde This whyle hir father Corinaeus dyde Which when I hearde I had my hartes desire I craude no more there was my ende of griefe At leste I thought to quenche Cupidoes fire And eke to worke my lusting loues reliefe I mente no more to steale it like a thiefe But maried Elstride whom I loude as lyfe And for hir sake I put away my wyfe Likewise I causde was Elstride queene proclaimde And tooke hir as my lawfull wyfe by right But Gwendoline that sawe hir selfe sisoainde Straight fled and moude the Cornishe men to fight To them when she declarde hir pitious plighte In haste they 〈◊〉 an army for to bee Reueugers of my newe made queene and mee And I likewise an armie did prepare I thoughte to 〈◊〉 their courage all by force But to my coste I founde to late beware There is no strengthe in armoure man or horse Can vayle if loue on wronged take remorce For he on whom the deadly darte doth lighte Can neuer scape by ransome frende or flighte So when our armies met night Stura streame The trompettes 〈◊〉 and I denide the peace I minded to erpell them all the realme Or else to make them euer after cease And they except I Elstride would releace They sayde and take my Gwendoline againe They would reuenge the wrong or else be slayne On this we met and valiauntly we fought On eather side and nether parte did yelde So equaly they fell it was great doubtr Which part should haue the better of the fielde But I to boldr rushte in with sworde and sheelde To breake their rayes so hasty men get smarte An arrowe came and stroke me to the harte Then was I brought to Troynouant and there My body was enterrid as you reade When I had raigned all out twenty yere Lothus I liuve and thus became I deade Thus was my crowne depriued from my heade And all my pompe my princely troupe and trayne And I to earth and duste resolude agayne Now warne estates let this for wedlorke serue Beware of chaunge it will not holde out longe For who so mindeth from his make to swerue Shal sure at lengthe receiue reuenge for wrong T is foly fight with God h 'is farte to stronge For though ye colour all with coate of right Yet can no fained farde deceiue his sight Finis The Authour WIth that this king vvas vanisht quite and gone And as a miste dissolued into ayre And I vvas left vvith Morpheu all alone VVho represented straigt a Lady fayre Of frendes depriude and left in deepe dispaire As eke she spake all vvet in cordes fast bounde Thus tolde she hovv she vvas in vvaters drounde Elstride the concubine of Locrinus myserably drowned by Gwendoline his vvyfe declares her presumption lewde life and infortunate fall She suffered before Christe 1064. ANd must I needes my selfe resite my fall Poore woman I must I declare my fate Must I the first saue three amongste vs all Shew how I thrise fell from my Princely 〈◊〉 And from the loftye seate on which I sate If needes I must then well content I will Lest here my place in vaine I seeme to fill Locrinus loude 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 daughter came frō Germaines land 〈◊〉 of beauty many Princes moude 〈◊〉 for grace and fauour at my hand Which bruite once blowne abrond in euery land One Humber king of Hunnes with al his traine To come to mee a suiter was full faine What neede I tell the giftes to mee he gaue Or shew his suite or promise he me plight Sith wel you know a Prince nede nothing craue May nigh 〈◊〉 ech thing as t were his right For as the fowle before the Eagles sight Euen so me fall submit and yeld vs still At Prince his call obeysaunt to his will. And for that time the Hunnes full mighty were And did increase by martiall feates of warre Therefore our Germaine kings agaste did beare Them greater fauour then was neede by farre My father durst not Humbers hest debarre Nor I my selfe I rather was content In hope of crowne with Humber to consent Two Princely Dames with me came then away He bragde to wiune these country partes all three We Ladies rather was this Priuce his pray Because he promist that we Queenes should bee We came to coste these country coasts to see Sith he on whom our hope did wholy stande Was drownd namde Humber waters lost the lande For as you heard before when he 〈◊〉 He had wonne all because he won a part Straight way he was againe thereof deposde Constrainde to flye and swim for life poore 〈◊〉 Loe here the cause of all my douleful smarte This noble king with whom I came to raigne Was 〈◊〉 drownde vnto my greuous paine Then were his souldiers taken slaine or spoilde And wel were they that could make suite for life Was neuer such an armye sooner foilde O wofull warre that flowste in floudes of strife And carst not whom thou cutste with cruell knife Or had not Venus fraught my face with hewe I had no longer liude my forme to rewe For as I came a captine with the reste My countenaunce did shewe as braue as Sunne Ech one that sawe my natiue hewe were preste To yelde themselues by beames of beauty won My fame straight blowne to gaze on mee they ron And said I paste eche worldly wight as farre As Phoebus 〈◊〉 the morning starre Like as you see in darkes if light appeare Straight way to thatech man directes his eye Euen so amongst my captiue mates that were When I did speake or make my plaints with cry Theu all on mee they stared by and by Bemoning of my fates and fortune soe As they had bin partakers of my woe My fourme did praise my plea my sighes they suide My teares entiste their hartes some ruth to take My sobbes in sight a seemely hewe reneude My wringing hands wan suiters shift to make My sober southes did cause them for my sake Mee to commende vnto their noble kinge Who wilde they should me into presence bringe Which when I came in cordes as captiue bounde O King quoth I whose power we feele to strong O worthy wighte whose Fame to skyes doth sounde Do pitie me that neuer wishte the wronge Release mee one thy captiues all amonge Which from my frends by fraude am brought away A Prince his daughter drounde in deepe decaye Now as thou art a Prince thy selfe of might And maist do more then I do dare desire Let me O Kinge finde fauour in thy sight Asswage somewhat thy deadly wrath and ire No part of manhode t is for to require A Ladyes death thee neuer did offende Sith that thy foe hath brought her to this ende But let me rather safely be conuaide O gracious king once home before I dye Or let me on thy Queene be wayting maide If it may please thy royal maiestye Or let me raunsome paye for libertye But if thou minde reuenge of

byd But he that myndes for rule another ryd Must not his handes with cruell bloud distayne For bloud doth alwayes cry for bloud agayne Eke Iustfull life that sleepes in sinkes of sinne Procures a plague fy fy on Venus vyle We litle wot the mischiefe is therein When we with poisons sweete our selues beguile The pleasures passe the ioyes indure but while And nought there by at all we get or gaine But dreadfull death and euerlasting paine Mee thincks thou lookist for to baue my name And musist what I am that thus do com I would or this haue tolde it but for shame Wherefore to giue example yet to som I will no longer faine my selfe so dom But sith I must as others tell their fall Take here my name my life my death and all I am Mempricius Madans eldest sonne Once king of Britaine that my brother slewe Whereby the crowne and kingdome all I won And after norisht vices moe that grewe Not natures lawes nor Gods nor mans I knew But liude in lust not recking any thing I demde was nought unlawfull for a king For when I had my brother brought on beare I thought in rest to keepe this kingdome longe And I was boyde of doubt I had no feare Was noue durst checke me did I right or wrong I liude at large and thought my powre so stronger There could no man preuaile against my will In steede of lawe that vsed rigor still So after that I fell to slouthfull ease A vice that breedes a nomber more besyde I waxt so testie none durst me displease And eke so puft with glory vaine and pride My sencelesse sence as ship without a guide Was tost with euery fancye of my braine Like Phoebus chariote vnder Phaetons raine I deemde them foes that me good counsaile gaue And those my chiefest frends could glose and lye I hated them that were so sage and graue And those I loude were lustye lewde and slye I did the wisest wittes as fooles defye Such sots knaues ruffians roisters I embrast As were vnwise vnhonest rude vnchast I lusted eke as lothsome lechers vse My subiects wiues and daughters at my will I did so often as me pleasde abuse Perforce I kept them at my pleasure still Thus gat I queanes and concubines at fill And for their sakes I put a way my wyfe Such was my lewdnes lust and lawlesse lyfe But shame for bids mee for to tell the rest It mee abhorres to shew what did insue And yet because it moueth in my brest Compunction still and was God wot to true I will declare whence my destruction grue To Sodomes sinne alas I fell and than I was despised both of God and man Could I long prosper thus do you suppose Might ought of euill exceede these vices told Thincke you ther 's any wight on ground that goes Might scape reuenge of vice so manifolde No sure who is in sianefulnes so bolde His vices fare like weedes they sproute so fast They kill the corps as weedes the corne at last My great outrage my heedelesse heade the life I beastly led could not continue soe My brothers bloud my leauing of my wife And working of my frendes and subiects woe Cride still to God for my fowle ouerthrne Which heares that wrōgd he heedes their careful case And at the length doth all their foes deface Yet I mistrusting no mishaps at hande Though I were worthy twenty times to dye I lewdly liude and did my wealth with stande I neuer thought my ende was halfe so nye For my disport I rode on hunting I In woodes the fearefull hart I chased fast Till quite I lost my company at last And or I wist to cost I found my foes By chaunce I came wher as the wolues they bred Which in a moment did me rounde inclose And mounted at my horse his throte and head Some on his hinder parts their paunches fed Yet fought I still to scape if it might bee Till they my fainted horse pulde downe with mee Then was I hopelesse to escape their iawes They fastned all their holders fast on mee And on my royall robes they set their clawes My Princely presence nor my highe degree Moude them no more obeysaunt for to bee Nor of my corps to take no more remorce Then did the greeuous groning of my horse But rauenously they rent my breast and throte Forsohe my steede came all at once and tare My tender corps from which they fleyde my coate And of my fleshe they made at all no spare They neuer left mee till my bones were bare Lo thus I sleme my brother left my wife Liude vilely and as vilely ended life Beware of bloudp broyles beware of wronge Embrace the counsaile of the wise and sage Trust not to powre though it be nere so stronge Beware of rashnes rude and coisters rage Eschew vile Venus toyes she cuttes of age And learne this lesson of and teach thy frende By pocks death sodaine 〈◊〉 harlots enne Finis The Authour ON this mee thought he vanishte quite avvay And I vvas left vvith Morpheus all alone VVhom I desyrde these gryzely ghostes to stay Till I had space to heare them one by one And euen vvith that vvas Somnus seruaunt gone VVhereby I slept and toke mine ease that night And in the morninge rose their tales to vvrite Novve Reader if you thincke I mistemy marke In any thinge vvhilere but stories tolde You must consider that a simple clarke Hath not such skill thesfect of things t'unfolde But may vvith ease of vviser be controlde Eke vvho so vvrites as much the like as this May hap be demde likevvise as much to misse VVherefore if these may not content your minde As eche man cannot fauour all mens vaines I pray you yet let me this frendship finde Giue your good vvill I craue noughtels for paines VVhich if you grutch mee as to great a gaines Then is my loue to you and labour lost And you may learne take heede vvith greater cost But novv me thinckes I heare the carpers tell Saith one the vvriter vvanted vvordes to fill The next reproued the verse not couched vvell The thirde declares vvhere lackte a point of skill Some others say they like the myter ill But vvhat of this shall these dismay mee quite No sure I vvill not cease for such to vvrite For with more ease in other workes they finde A fault then take vpon themselues to pen So much and eke content eche readers minde How should my verse craue all their likings then Sith sondry are the sects of diuers men I must endeuoure only those to please VVhich like that comes so it be for their ease The rest I recke as they blame worthy bee For if the vvords I wrote for good intent Take other sence then they receiude of mee Be turnde to vvorse torne reached rackt or rent Or hackt and hewde not constred as I ment The blame is theirs which with my workes so mell Lesse faulty he that vvisht his