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A20675
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The palis of honoure compyled by Gawayne dowglas Byshope of Dunkyll
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Douglas, Gawin, 1474?-1522.
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1553
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STC 7073; ESTC S105372
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siluer as it semyt ¶ The durris and the wyndois all wer breddyt with massy gold quhare of the fynes scheddit With byrnyst euyr baith Palyce and touris Wer thekyt weil maist craftely that cled it For so the quhitly blanchit bone ouirspred it Mydlyt with gold anamalyt all colouris Iuporturat of byrdis and swete flouris Curius knottis and mony sle deuyse Quhilk is to behald wes perfyt paradice And to proceid ⪠my Nympe and I furth went Straucht to the hall throw out the Palyce ient And ten stagis of Thopas did ascend Schit wes the dure in at a boir I blent Quhare I beheld the gladdest represent That euir in erth a wrachit caty wekend Brelfly theis proces til conclude and end Me thocht the flure wes al of amatist Bot quhare of war the wallis I ne wist â The multitud of prectius stonis sere Thair on swa schane my febill sycht but were Mycht not behald thair vertuus gudlynes For all the ruf as did to me appere Hang full of plesand lowpyt saphyrs clere Of dyamantis and rubys as I ges Wer all the burdis maid of mast riches Of sardanus of Iaspe and smaragdane Trestis formys and benkis wer pollist plane ¶ Baith to and fro a myd the hall they went Rial Princis in plate and armouris quent Of byrnist gold cuchit with precyus stonys Intronyt sat a god armypotent On quhais gloryus vissage as I blent In extasy be his brychtnes atonys He smate me doun and byrsyt all my bonys Thare lay I still in swoun with cullour blaucht Quhil at the last my Nymphe vp hes me kaucht ¶ Syne wyth gret pane with womentyng and care In hir armys scho bare me doun the stare And in the clois full softly laid me doun Held vp my hede to tak the hailsum ayre For of my lyfe scho stude in gret dispare Me till awalkay wes that lady boun Quhill finally out of my dedly swoun I swyth ouircome and vp my Eyne did cast Be myrry man quod scho the werst is past ¶ Get vp scho said for schame be na cowarâ My hede in wed thow hes a wyfis hart That for a plesand sycht is so mysmaid Than all in anger apon my fete I start And for hir wordis wer a so appyrsmart On to the Nymphe I maid a bustuus braid ⪠Carlyng quod I quhat wes Èone at thow said Soft Èow said sche thay ar not wyse that stryuys For kyrkmen wer ay Ientill to ther wyuys ⧠I am rycht glaid thou art wordyn so wycht Langere me thocht how had nothir fo rs ne mycht ⪠Curage nor wyll for till haue greuyt a fla Quhat alyt the to fall quod I the sycht Of Èone goddes grym âyry vissage brycht Ouirset my wyt and all my spretis swa I mycht not stand bot wes that suyth Èa Èa Than said the Nymphe rycht merylie and leuch Now I considdir thy malt hart weil eneuch ¶ I wyl quod scho na mare the thus assay With sic plesance quhilk may thy sprete effray Èit sall thow se suythly sen thou art here My lydyis court in thair gudly array For till behald thair myrth cum on thy way Than hand in hand suyth went we furth in fere At a postrum towart the fair herbere In that passagis full fast at hir I franyt Quhat folk thay wer within the hall remanyt ¶ Èon wer said scho quha sa the richt discriuys Maist vailÈeand folk and vertuus in thair lyuys Now in the court of honour thay remane Victortusly and in all plesance thryuys For thay with spere with swerdys and wyth knyuys In iast battell wer fuddyn maist of name In thair promyttis thay stude euir fyrm and plane In thaym aboundit worschyp and lawte Illumynyt with liberalite ⧠Honour quod scho to this heuinly ryng Differris richt far from warldly honoring Quhilkis but pompe of erdly dignyte Gyuyn for estate of blude micht or sic thyng And in this countre prynce prelatee or kyng Alanerly sall for vertu honoryt be For erdly glore is not bot vanyte That as we se ⪠sa suddandly will wend Bot vertuus honour neuir mare sall end ¶ Behald said scho and se this warldly glore Maist inconstant ãâã warldly glorye is bot a dreame maist slyd and transitore Prosperite in erd is bot a dreme Or lyk as man wer steppand ouir a score Now is he law that wes so hie to fore And he quhilum wes borne pure of his deme Now his estate schynys lyke the sonne beme Baith vp and doun baith to and fro we se This warld weltrys as dois the wally see ¶ To papis bischoypis prelatis and primatis Empriouris kinges princes potestatis Deth settis the terme and end of all thair hycht Frathay began late se quha on thaym watys Na thyng remanis bot fame of thair estatis And not ellis bot vertuus werkis richt Sall with thaym wend nother thair pompe nor mycht Ay vertu ryngis in lestand honour clere Remembir than that vertu hes no pere ¶ For vertu is a thing sa precyous Quhare of the end is sa delycious A comeÌdacion of vertue quhilk is the vay to honour and not riches or hie blud The warld ma not consyddir quhat it is It makis folk perfyte and glorious It makis sanctis of pepill vicious It causis folk ay leue in lestand blys It is the way til hie honour I wys It dantis deth and euery vice thorow mycht With out vertu fy on all erdly wycht ¶ Vertu is eik the perfyte sikkyr way And not ellis til honour lestand ay For mony hes sene vitious pepil vpheit And eftir sone thair glory vanys away Quhar of exemplis we se this euery day His erdly pompe is gone quhen that he deyt Than is he with no erdly frend suppleit Sauand Vertu wetllis him hes sic a fere Now wil I schaw quod sche quhat folk bene here ¶ The strangest Sampson is in to Èone hald The forsy pysâand Hercules Exemplis of vertuus men women so bald The feirs A chill and all the nobillis nyne Scipio Affricane Pompeâus the ald Vâhir mony quhais namys afore are tald With thousandis may than I may here diffine And lusây ladyis amyd thay lordis syne Semiramis Thamar ⪠Ypolytha Pantyssale Medus Cenobia ¶ Of thy regyon Èondir bene honorit part The kyngis Gregor Kened and kyng Robert Wyth otheris mo that beis not here rehersyt Varyit quod scho ay be thy megyr hart Thow suld haue sene had thou biddin in Èon art Quhat wyse Èone heuynly company conuersyt Wa worth thy febyââ brane sa sone wes persit Thow mycht haue sene remanand quhare thow was A huge pepyl punyst for thair trespas Vicious people punyshed ¶ Quhilkis be wilfull manyfest Arrogance Inuyus pryde pretendit Ignorance Inuye Pryde Fowle dowbilnes and dissate vnameudit ãâ¦ã Enforcis thaym thair seluyn til auauce Be sle falsheid but