¶ A briefe discourse of the lyfe and death of the late right high and honorable Sir VVilliam Pawlet Knight Lord Seint Iohn Erle of Wilshire Marques of Winchester Knight of the honorable order of the Garter one of the Queenes Maiesties priuie Counsel and Lorde highe Treasourer of Englande VVhich deceased the tenth day of Marche ANNO. 1571. And vvas buried at Basing the. 28. day of Aprill ANNO. M.D.LXXII Printed at London by Richarde Iohnes Anno. 1572. To the Reader IT is not vnknowen Gentle Reader what diuers and sūdrie commodities the diligēt perusing serching and reading of Histories I meane the life and death of those that before vs good or ill haue ben written off bring to effecte in those that eyther in the good reioyce as of God or seing the euill abhor it as of Sathan As some reading of the vnsatiable greedie aspiring myndes of immodest persons moste loose dessolute in lyfe vsing in authoritie tyrannie highest in Princes opinions moste obstinate in Rebellion yea in their highest pomp and pryde seeing them by the leaste winke of the ryghteous Iudge come to ruinous lamentable and extreame myserie abhorring the same forecast wyth themselues the lyke extreamities So agayne others carefully noting the honest good and godly lyfe of learned wise and graue men in mynde meeke in heart merciful in office clement the more Noble the more gentle the more in authoritie the more obedient seeing howe they by the vnspeakable goodnesse of God are preserued and vpholden against their ennimies persuade them selues also to imitate the lyke Yet some to the contrarie will happily saye Histories are Fables many of smal authoritie therefore doutfull and some verie strange and so far hence done that scarse credible Therefore good Reader I haue pende for thee a little piece of the blessings of God to a Noble man no strāger but a neyghboure a moste faythful trustie and true subiect that thou reading the same maist imitate the lyke obedience too thy Prince the like regarde to thy Countrie and the lyke reuenge to thy ennimie that God maye blesse thee in thy vocation This in parte discharging my duetie towardes my Lorde and remembring hym whome a numbre shal misse I wish thee health and happinesse to Gods pleasure Thy friende Rovvlande Broughton Gentleman The Author to carpers THou carping carle thou thou that glad wouldst catche A faut wheron to fret thy foming fangs Thou Momus thou thou mayst go peak a patche And Zoylus too for al thy pāting pangs He liues by fame whome thou wouldest gladly bite And shal for ay maugre thy cursed spite And if so be my iust report thou blame Truth is my shielde and thyne shall be the shame Swythen Thorpe in prayse of the Author THe force of death eache simple creature knovves Sage Cato gone graue Tullie buried lies In vayne alas O England are thy vvoes For Paulets death cease of thy carefull cryes Though death by fate his aged corps haue slayne In spite of death he liuing still shal rayne His vvorthies such O happy he the vvhile But by vvhat meanes heare Broughton he dothe tell My Muse too base too slēder is my stile In tearmes more apte he shevves it passing vvell Thanke him therfore for thāks he ought to haue VVho makes men lyue vvhen they lye dead in graue 〈…〉 am obitum Clarissimi Viri D.W. LIteris tinctus teneris ab annis Dedidit sese studio Britanni Iuris tandem fuit ad beatos Vectus honores Stemma si spectes genus atque stirpem Siue maiores atauosue claros Ex domo exiuit celebri locoue Ortus equestri Iste compleuit grauidatus annis Lustra viginti repetes Vnum Atque sex annes ferè si notaris Tempora recte Qui piè viuit sequitur senectus I onga nec tristis neque talis aetas Integris vsquâm videatur acris Sine molesta Plurimos annos liceat videre Qui pie viuit liceatue prolem Plurimam stirpem numerare longo Ordine natam Ad bonum summum vehit alma virtus Gloriam ▪ famam decus honorem Lenitas semper parit atque prudens Actio rerum Funus effertur lachcrymis coortis Corpus in terrae gremio quiescit Suauiter dormit Deus ipse donec Suscitet ossa Attamen coeli spatiosa tecta Occupat mens pars melior magisue Pura congaudet simul atque gestit Visere Diuos ¶ A BRIEFE DISCOVRSE OF THE lyfe and death of the late Lorde Marques of Winchester Lorde hie Treasourer of England c. AS season serue so men applie to frame their factes aright As day doth serue for exercise so rest belonges to night The Sommers sweate in tyme bestowed the Winter frost defendes And Winter doth for Sommers toyle with restyng make amendes That fertyll Sommers sweat by care right fruitfull doth extende That same the barrayne Winter doth geue tyme to waste and spende Then Lent as all tymes els I wish to fast and pray men hie To purge their leperus consciences and Sathan to defie To graunt and with the Prophet sing that all flesh is but grasse And euery trée is rightly knowen by the fruite from him doth passe As I the twelfe of Marche last past these places did vnfould Loe in my Closet where I sate came in a mightie could That troubled all my sprites weake and did their vse bereaue My sight my voyce my memorie all in a maze tooke leaue ALECTO or MEGERA fell or els MEDVSA shée Or other suche from furious place mée thought appéerd to mée But that of mylder speche farre muche this whyle I mazed staid Mée thought he opened wide his mouth and this to mee he said Canst thou quoth he with clownish cluche bée numbde forget thy pen Wilt thou vntyll so idle state transforme thy fingers ten What hath bée witched late thy powers whiche thou wast wont to vse Or where is now becom the fruite of thy acquainted Muze Helpe now in dririe dole now helpe to wayle a wofull case His want I meane whome all the heauens allotted to the place If so that thou IGNARVS be of that whiche is befall As rudely as I can expresse beholde thou shalt know all And whilst he drest hym selfe to speake no sound he could arise But all maugre his hart he made two Cundits of his eyes And in a ruefull sorte he sayes my Lorde my Maister deare Is sommoned before the Throane of mightie IOVE t' appeare And as he lyuyng styll increast By mightie IOVE his bownt So now to IOVE agayne he is to render his account Whom or who or whence he is and of his pryme dissent Because all dumbe amazde thou sitste to tell I am content Aboute the time from Christes birth one thousand .iiij. hūdreth sixtie fyue The fifte of EDVVARD eke the fourth that tyme in England Kyng alyue At Fisherton hight DALAMER this Subiect true was borne Of worthy Parentes as the stocke had long tyme ben beforne And at his byrth the golden Giftes
that mightie IOVE could yeld Discended from the Heauens aboue his person for to shield And downe vpon their flected knées the vertues all do bende Wtih eleuated eyes and hart their praiers they extende To hym that hath the power of all from whence commes that we haue That he their humble hestes wold graunte and thus they gan to craue Thou mighty God that guidest the Globe with Scepter in thy hande That makest a footestole of the earth by whom all thoughtes are scande Euen thou that doest the Chariot guyde that ronnes the worlde alonge Thou thou that doest vphold the right and doest defende the wrong Graunt that we may in eche respect our powers so applie Within this soule that long he lyue and styll may worshyp thée Graunt that he may a member make anixed with so me might To beare a subiect trustie place in furtheryng styll the right To whom the mightie Monarche he that all the worlde did frame Said this was done before his birth and PAVVLET was his name And you that are my blessyngs too I geue you charge to sée Vnto the soule that by the fruite the world may iudge the trée Then straight in spight of all that could fowle Sathan well deuise Gods blessyngs styll erected hym to honour highe to rise When Ignorance with wilful minde his vertue would disgrace Nay nay quoth Prudence pack thou hence that lodgyng is my place When lothsom lurkyng treason sought a harbor in his hart Nay nay quoth due obedience then that parcell is my parte And when VVLCANVS he that frames the Thunder Bowlts of fyre Came to infecte his modest mynde with rashe reuenging yre Forgetfullnes supplyed the roome as this my selfe can show Besids a number of the léeke that many mo doo know Mysused much in such a case as few haue heard the lyke When proofe was made to others shame reuendgment this dyd séeke A néedfull cause the accuser forst his frindship to require He graunted straight to his request and more then his desire My Lorde quoth one I muze to sée you entreate your enemies so It mée sufficeth my frende quoth he he hath the ouerthrow O worthy mynde that neuer lodgde reuendgement in his brest Nor in a wrathfull radge dyd let the same to go to rest PAVVLET quoth ha within one man IOVE could no more contryue For his vprighteous dealyng I thought Pawl yet styll alyue But what of these as many lyke that would hym wring and wrest Iudge of the fruite what was the trée whiche God no doubt hath blest And now to thée that haste no power to speake as séemes to mée Euen EX EPHEBIS sure thou shalt his education see From Scoole to Thaues Inne he came where so he plied his tyme That shortly to the Temple thence his forwarde youth dyd clyme Where he applied himselfe so well inclind to learned skyll Tyll vtter Barrester he was he there continued styll And in Kyng Henrie his tyme the seuenth in worship did increace Beloued of his Prince he was made Iustice of the peace And then highe Shirife of the Shire within the Countie of South And in Commissions for the Kyng commaunded by his mouth And when that sapient Sire was dead whose wisdome rulde the Realme And left behinde that valiant Kynge and most victorious Gemme Henrie the eight whose thunderyng voyce all Christendome dyd dreade Who feared not the forrayne power Gods Churche in trueth to lead Who tumbled downe Idolatryes and Pope ne Cardinall dyd Estéeme that varied from the trueth but their Decrées forbyd By hym dyd PAVVLET worshyp gayne as thou shalt briefely héere Euen as it pleased God to blesse so shall I tutch it néere First was he Mayster of the woods and next was Maister than Of Wardes and of the Lyueries styll thought a worthy man. And then his worship to increase the Kyng dyd make him Knight And then Controller of his House whiche séene so fit a wight He made was Treasourer of the House where so he likte the kynge That straight his highnes thought it good to Honour hym to bryng And of his priuy Counsell dyd Sir William Pawlet make Then Baron S. Iohn PAVLO POST he dyd hym eake create And after that Embassadour he sent was into Fraunce Where he behaued hym selfe so well and had suche happie chaunce That so the kyng his wisdome wayde and lykte his noble mynde He made him of the Garter Knight as in recorde we fynde Whose great regarde for countryes cause and fafety of the Prince Whose plyant hart so redy bent yll order to conuince That King of famous memorie to hym had such regarde As to the lyke so deutifull he highly gaue rewarde He made hym then Lorde Chamberlayne where so he serued the place That Lorde great master was he made within a lyttle space Then of the noble and poleteique the wise and graue consent Of all the worthy counsell he was made Lorde President The king of liberalitie bit lyked well his grace To geue to hym a Royalty of Forest Parck and Chase For iustice of an Eyer he was whereby the graunt is ment On Chasses Parks and Forests all on the hether side of Trent Thus dyd this noble subiect liue in iust obedience due And whoso euer liu'd amisse yet he was proued true And from the fyrst vnto the last of all his worthy raygne Whose noble Graces losse alack full long we dyd complayne Styll PAVVLET vnder law in loue in Princes fauour stayde Which proued well at last when tyme that ATHRAPOS denayde Aye longer tyme her hatefull hand from sharped sheres to saue In clypping of the lyne of lyfe that brought the Kyng to graue Of his last wyll and Testament for that he had found hym iust He made hym one Executor of that his latest trust Yf this suffiseth not thy mynde therto to bende thy style More of the hautie honor shall I tell thée in a while That well the worlde may safely iudge as tyme and trueth did hie Right by his vertuous noble fruict what sap was in the trée That péerelesse Pearle right excellent that moste triumphant kynge His Funeralles solemnized and finisht euery thyng By right dissent succéeded than that yonge and actiue Prince By whome the christian Churche of God increaste his highly sence EDVVARDE the sixte of chyualrie in his yeares none the léeke And surely in Diuynitie he was not for to séeke Whose holsome good and godly lawes reuiued floorysh yet With whom was Baron S. Iohn thought a Counsellor most fit Then dyd that Sapient Christen kynge Baron sainct Iohns honour haunce To the Earldom straight of Wiltshire did his Highnesse hym aduaunce And Marques eake of Winchester the kynge dyd hym creat Lorde kéeper of the priuie Seale he made hym after that And of the great Seale was he made ▪ Lorde kéeper eake lykewise And thus in hautie honor dyd this subiect true arise And of the counsell was he made Lorde President agayne Thus trustie Subiectes honour wyn that iustly
deale and playne High Treasurer of Englande too that Office he hym gaue Who serued the turne for CouÌ„treyes wele and kept it to his Graue For in Quéene Maries tyme he was accounted as before And had the Office lastly namde and some kynde honour more For Lord Liuetenant was he made of diuers sundrie Shires And speciallie of London here amongst the noble Péeres And styll vprightly dyd he deale no blot abyde might he Whose noble fruite dyd well approoue what sap was in the trée And lastlie in the noble reigne of our moste gracious Quéene Whom God preserue in blessed dayes tyll Nestors yeares be séene To lyue and long to raygne in peace Gods glorie to aduaunce That by her light the Gospell may take place in Spayne and Fraunce As doubtlesse by the hande of God in spite of Christes Foes Her Grace hath well mayntaynde the right withouten dealyng bloes Within her raigne O learned Prince was PAVVLET by her déede Thought fit to be a Counsellor in case of doubt and néede And by her Graces bountie had the Office as before Wherin he died in honour great and many a thyng yet more What warres were there within his time where he or his were nat Few or none I assured am but he or his were at As he a Subiect dutifull fiue Kynges and Quéenes dyd serue And neuer from the first to last from trueth was found to swerue So hath he childernes childerne left who so to duetie bende That lyfe and lyuing glad would lose their Prince for to defende That he was blessed many wayes apparant may be séene For by the fruite what was the trée a man may easelie déeme The blessed childernes childerne sée the Prophet doth relate And he his childerns childernes childerne saw growen to mans estate One worthy thyng there is to note in charge the whiche he gaue When his and childernes childerne came his blessyng for to craue God blesse you all this was his phrase to those that knéeled downe I charge ye on my blessyng bée obedient to the Crowne For that the Kyng elected is and of the Lorde appointed And cursed is the man no doubt that frownes at his annointed O ghostlie chardge O godly man that youth doth educate In due obedience to their Prince to lyue in their estate Well from this vale of myserie the lorde hath tane him quight In better place I hope to rest within his mercies sight AN. a thousande iiij hundereth sixtie fiue he was borne on Whitson night And lyued a C. sixe thrée quarter and od by Computacion right AN. a thousand fiue huÌ„dereth seueÌ„tie one the tenth of Marche last past He vaded as a Candell doth when weeke and all is past In perfect state of memorie he cauld to God on hie For mercie by his onely sonne and in this fayth dyd die Whose lyfe whose death encoradge may his issue to perseuer To treade the steppes that he hath done in Fame to lyue for euer Heare haue I now discourste to thée some of my Maisters lyfe But not the thyrde of that I could for tyme doth byd be briefe If this sufficeth not thy mynde I thinke thou haste no wyll Or els fowle CERCES hath bewitcht thée of thy former skyll Els doubtlesse much vnworthy art that clothyng for to weare And as a Seruaunt to the Stocke the countenance to beare Yll prooues it surely by thy flouthe thy dutie thou deest frame For lyuyng not for loue beléeke thou bearst a Seruantes name Wherwith the tutch of that in déede the whiche in mée was not I buckled to my answere straight and all my Mutes forgot I said there is no cause for why you ought to blame mée so For no man can reporte the trueth of that he doth not know Vnknowne it was his death to mée but of his honours state He liueth not with pen I thinke that it can all relate And then for me amongst the rest a Nouis to the thing By my vnskilfull dealyng may discredit much the thynge To siner heads whose fyled verse in hauty style abounde Belongeth this so famous facte his honour for to sounde Where floweth the swéet distilling drops of fresh MINERVAS power To those that on Mounte HELICON haue bathde in siluer shower For TMOLOS wyll geue iudgement sure though MIDAS yet may bée By iudgment base my wylling friend yet TMOLOS will not gree My Hermonye much lyke to PAN the cuntrye tourne may ease But fine APOLLOS musicke must the learned people please Yet fith by wyll I doo desire the world his lyfe myght know That Subiects to their Princes might the more obedience owe. And that agayne by duetie bounde I am no lesse to indyte To leaue his glory to the world some EPITATHES to write And knowing it right requisite the common people might In that they reade as touching hym in knowledge haue some sight I am content to bend my pen in rurall ryme to paynte The tale that thou haste tould to mée and of thy heuy playnt And wyll denie in Hermonie contention for to make I but the playne songe no whitels to pricke do vndertake To set in partes the learned must that Arte can rightly vse And let them descant who so list that my good wyll refuse Thou toldest me of his vertuous lyfe a tale both long and wise And how that God preserued hym in many a enterprise How styll by friendship he dyd séeke his foes his friends to make And their redoubled shames came on as they dyd brew to bake O wise and worthy learned man when England stood at stay For Ciuell wales or brutishe styll went with the thynge away What worthy who lyke meretyng a right memoriall Without offence within the world fewe to the Funerall So sounde so perfect and so true vnto his countrey Crowne So iust in euery office founde deseruyng suche renowne More redier suters to dispatche more voyde of bribyng gayne Despysing Amboderters name and speakyng that was playne Deniyng to deferre a sute and causes to prolonge More redier to assist the ryght and to suppresse a wronge O blest of God whose sacred soule the heauens no doubt hath pearste Vnto thy yeares in thy estate full fewe haue liued earst But suche is God to those that haue his feare before their eyes He geues long lyfe and happie dayes and that none can deuise Who méekely died in Christes faith whom death could not torment But as a shadow vadeth so the soule of Pawler went. Tyll then in perfect memorie the pouerbe hitteth true Who lynes well dyes well saith the sage â–ª for eche shall haue his due Whose soule I hope with Abrahame is quite frée from all annoye With the father the sonne the holy Ghost in perfect state in Ioye To which good place god sende vs all in honour of the hiest To sing a Song of glorie with the frée elect of Christe An Epitaph A Baron borne to blisse a Lorde of wealth and wit A Countie eke of great account for publike weale most fit â–ª A Marquies of muche might of gentle manly race A riche and happie saged syre a man that stode in grace With kings and to the crowne a subiect loyall true Hath changde at last his happy lyfe and found a better 〈◊〉 FINIS ¶ Epitaphium D. Guilhelmi Paulets militis Baronis diui Johannis Comitis Volcestriae Marchionis Wintoniae ac vnius ab arcanis regiâ— magistatis ac domini supremi the saurarij Angliae 〈…〉 litis illustrissimi ordinis Garteri qui obiâ—t decimo die Martij Anno Reginae Elziabethae decimo quarto Annoque Dom. 1571. ECquis erat summo felicior vsus honore Quam fuit hic pridem ventanê° marchio lectoâ— Viderit aut aeque florentem longa vetustas â—n longos veneranda dies prouecta senectus Judicio vitae fuerit presigniter actae Non her non poterat tempus non mille periclo Deturbâ—re gradu frustra intentata recepto Quin nage continuo celebris succreuerit auctuâ— Donec summa dies cum summo iuncta nitore Viderat expulso flatu miserata iacentem Nam sopor vt lasso instillatur corpore repens Ac prius inbibitur quam sit venientis imago Effectâ— sic mors irrepens corpore sensim Per placidano vitae dissoluit vincla quietem Hic bene cum fuerit vita haec mundana peractae â–ª Perveniet superi ad faelicia secula coeli Nam licet hac corpus recubet tellure repostum Possidit alta tamen subuectus spiritus astra HIc hic marmoreae consul sub mole quiescit stemate conspicuus clarior efficio Hôc fuit a teneris regali sanguine natus crimine de poenas sumere quemque vetare Si quis finitimus cansas quo iure tuetur huius consilio compositurus abit Editus in lucem fuerat quo flamine numeÌ„ discipulis tribuit munera magna sacra â–ª Eduardus quartus cum lustrum rexerit â— visceribus matris sole nitente venit Sexâ—â—â—entenos vixit foeliciler annos cum fera mors armis tarbida membra petit Nec rugit vt moriens leo dum sua fata vocâ—â—ur agniculus veluti prâ—buit essa neci Ex lumbis comites generosa stirpe reliquit ternos qui patriae gloria lausque decus Marchio Vintonus sacrato ex ordine miles Guilhelmusque Paulet hoc domitore maneâ— â–ª ¶ In eodem MArchio termagnê° quater et memorabius he Jn patriam pietate bonus factisque decorus Successu prosper rebus dexterque gerendis Annorum locuples mentis locupletior altae Gratus reginis et gratus regibus Eque Consilio tutus vitaque beatus in omni Hoc tegitur tumulo iam morte breatior ipsa R. BR FINIS