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A19168	The hystorye, sege and dystruccyon of Troye; Troy book	Lydgate, John, 1370?-1451?; Colonne, Guido delle, 13th cent. Historia destructionis Troiae.; Benoît, de Sainte-More, 12th cent. Roman de Troie.	1513 (1513)	STC 5579; ESTC S106666	426,391	328

wayle After theyr deth there may no recure vayle Wherfore the kynge after all his care Hath sought a waye the cyte to repare And caste hym fully if it wolde be To make reuerture of necessyte And manfully after all his tene Whan that the eyre gan to wexe clene Of the mystes of his cloudy sorowe And that somedele adawe gan the morowe Of heuynesse after the derke nyght Chaced awaye with a sonne bryght Of newe ioye for aye the fyne of wo Muste be gladnesse whan that sorowe is go And so Pryam after a certayne space Whan his sorowe gan lyte aud lyte pace And of wysdome in all his pytous smerte Gan prudently to plucke vp his herte And of his eyen the wawes gan clere Anone he wrought right as ye shall here ¶ How kynge Pryamus sone vnto kynge La medone buylded Troye newe agayne Ca. xi THe sorowe aswaged the syghes olde By longe processe lyke as I you tolde This worthy kynge called Pryamus In his herte now so desyrous Vpon the playne that was so waste wylde So stronge a towne of newe for to bylde At his deuyse a cyte edefye That shall the assautes vtterly defye Of all enmyes and his mortall foone With ryche toures and walles of harde stoone And all aboute the countres enuyron He made seke in euery regyon For suche workemen as were curyous Of wyt inuentyfe of castynge meruaylous Or suche as coude crafte of gemetrye Or were sotyll in theyr fantasye And for eueryche that was good a deuysous Mason hewer or crafty quarreour For euery wryghte and passynge carpenters That may be founde ferre or nere For suche as coude graue groupe or kerue Or suche as were able for to serue With lyme and stone for to reyse a walle With bataylynge and crestes marcyalle Or suche as hadde konnynge in theyr hede Alabastre outher whyte or rede Or marbyll graye for to pullysshe it playne To make it smothe of vaynes and of grayne He sente also for euery ymagour Bothe in entayle and euery portreyour That coude drawe or with coloure peynte With hewes fresshe that the werke nat feynte And suche as coude with countenaunce glade Make an Image that wyll neuer fade To countrefete in metall tree or stoon The sotyll werke of pygmaleon Or of Appollo the whiche as bokes telle In ymagerye all other dyde excelle For by his crafty workynge curyous The tombe he made of kynge daryous Whiche Alysaundre dyde on heyght reyse Oonly for men shulde his fame preyse In his conquest by perce whan he went And thus Pryam for euery mayster sent For eche keruere and passynge ioygnyour To make knottes with many curyous floure To sette on crestes within and withoute Vpon the wall the Cyte rounde aboute Or who that were excellynge in practyke Of any arte called mecanyke Or hadde a name flowrynge or famous Was after sent to come to pryamus ¶ For he purposeth this noble worthy kynge To make a cyte moost royall in byloynge Brode large and wyde lyst it were assayled For werre proudely aboute enbatayled And firste the grounde he made to be sought Full depe and lowe that it fayle nought To make sure the foundaciowne In the place where the olde towne Was firste ybylded he the walles sette And he of lande many myle out mette Aboute in compasse for to make it large As the maystres that toke on them the charge Deuysed haue the settynge and the syte For holsome eyre to be more of delyte And whan the soyle defouled with ruyne Of walles olde was made playne as a lyne The workemen gan this Cyte for to founde Full myghtely with stones square and rounde That in this worlde was to it none lyche Of workemanshyp nor of byldynge ryche Nor of crafte of curyous masonrye I can no termes to speke of gemetrye Wherfore as now I muste them sette asyde For douteles I radde neuer Enclyde That the mayster and foundour was Of all that worke by quare or compas Or kepe theyr measure by leuell or by lyne I am to rude clerely to diffyne Or to discryue this werke in euery part For lacke of termes longynge to that arte But I dare well of trouthe afferme here In all this world ne was there neuer his pere Vnto this cyte and wryte it for a sothe As in his boke my mayster Guydo dothe And that it myght in prosperyte In hye honour and felycyte From all assaute perpetuelly contune It was reysed in worshyp of Neptune And named Troye as it was to forne Lyke the firste that was thorugh grekes lorne The lengthe was shortly to conclude Thre dayes iourne lyke the latytude That neuer I herde make mencion Of suche a nother of foundacion So huge in compase nor of suche largesse Nor to counte so passynge of fayrenesse So edefyed or iusty to the syghte And as I rede the walles were on hyghte Two hondred cubytes all of marbyll graye Magecolled without for lautes and assaye And it to make more pleasaunt of delyte Amonge the marbyll was alabastre whyte Meynt in the walles rounde y● towne about To make it shewe within and without So fresshe so ryche and so delectable That it alone was in comparable Of all cytes that any mortall man Sawe euer yet sythe the worlde began And at the corner of euery walle was sette A crowne of golde with ryche stones frette That shone full bryght agayne y● sonne shene And euery toure bretexed was so clene Of chose stone that were nat fer a sondre That to beholde it was very wondre Therto his cyte compassed enuyrowne Hadde gates .vi. to entre into the towne The firste of all and strengest eke with all Largest also and moste pryncypall Of myghty byldynge alone pereles Was by the kynge called Dardanydes And in storye lyke as it is founde Tymbria was named the seconde And the thirde called helyas The fourthe gate hyghte also Cetheas The fyfte Troiana the syxth Anthonydes Stronge and myghty bothe in werre pes With square toures set on euery syde At whose corners of very pompe and pryde The workemen haue with sterne fell vysages Of ryche entayle sette vp great Ymages Wrought out of stone that neuer are lyke to fayle Full curyously enarmed for batayle And thorugh the walle theyr fomen for to lette At euery toure were great gonnes sette For assautes and sodayne auentures And on tourettes were reysed vp fygures Of wylde beestes as beres and lyons Of Tygres bores of serpentes dragons And hertes eke with theyr brode hornes Olyfauntes and large vnycornes Bugles bulles and many great gryf●on Forged of brasse of coper and laton That cruelly by sygnes of theyr faces Vpon theyr foon made felle menaces Barbycans and bul werkes huge Afore the towne made for hye refuge If nede were erely and eke late And portekoles stronge at euery gate That them nede nat none assaylynge charge And the lockes thycke brode and large Of the gates all of bryght bras And within the myghty

hote and drye of complexion Irous and wode and malencolyk And of nature brent and colleryk Of colour shewynge lyke the fyrie glede Whose ferce lokes ben as full of drede As the leuene that alyghteth lowe Downe by the skye from Iubiters bowe Thy stremys ben so passynge dispytous To loke vpon inly furyous And Canser art with thy fyrie bemys Of werre and stryfe in many sondry reamys Whose lordshyp is moste in Capricorne But in the boke is thy power lorne And Canser art of contek and of stryfe Nowe for the loue of Vulcanus wyfe With whom whylom thou were at myschef take So helpe me now onely for hir sake And for the loue of thy belloua That with the dwellyth beyonde Cirrea In Libye londe vpon the sondes rede So be my helpe in this great nede To do socour my style to directe And of my penne the tracys to correcte Whiche barayne is of aureat lycoure But in thy grace I fynde some socoure For to conuey i● with thyne influence That stumbleth aye for faute of eloquence For to reherse or wryte any worde Now helpe o mars y● art of knyghthode lorde And hast of manhode the magnyficence And Other goddesse of prudence This werke texpleyte that ye nat refuse But maketh Clyo for to be my muse With hir sustren that on pernasa dwelle In Cirrea by Elycon the welle Rennynge full clere with stremys cristallyn And callyd is the welle Caballyn That sprynge by touche of the pegase And helpe also o thou callyope That were moder vnto Orpheus Whose dytees were so melodyous That the werbles of his resownynge harpe Appese dyde the bytter wordes sharpe Bothe of parchas and furyes infernall And Cerbetus locruell founde at all He coyed also beast foule and tree Now of thy grace be helpynge vnto me And of thy golden dewe let the lycour wete My dullyd brest that with thyne hony swete Sugryst tunges of rethoricyens And maystresse art to musicyens Now be myn helpe to enlumyne with this werke Which am beset with cloudes dymme derke Of ygnoraunce in makynge to procede To be lusty to them that shall it rede Also in herte I am so full of drede Whan prudent lysters here to shall take hede That in makynge more skyll can than I To whom I praye full benyngly Of theyr goodnesse to haue compassyon Where as I erre in my translacyon For god I take hyghly to wytnesse That I this werke of hertely lowe humblesse Toke vpon me of entencion Deuoyde of pryde and presumpcion For to obeye without varyaunce My lordes byddynge fully and pleasaunce Whiche hath desyre sothely for to sayne Of verray knyghthode to remembre agayne The worthynesse if I shall not lye And the prowesse of olde chyualrye Bycause he hath ioye and great deyntee To rede in bokes of antiquytee To fynde onely vertue for to sewe By example of them also for to eschewe The cursed vyce of slouthe and ydelnesse So he emoyeth in vertuous besynesse In all that longeth to manhode dare I sayne He besyeth euer and therto is so fayne To haunte his body in playes marcyall Thorugh excercise to exclude s●outhe at all After the doctryne of vigecius Thus is he bothe manfull and vertuous More passyngly than I can of hym wryte I wante cōnyng his hygh renowne to endyte So moche of manhode men may in hym sene And for to wyte whom I wolde mene Theeldest sone of the noble kynge Henry y● fourth of knyghthod welle sprynge In whom is shewed of what stocke that he grewe The rootis vertue thus can the sent renewe In euery parte the tarage is the same Lyke his fader of maners and of name In sothfastnesse this no tale is Called Henry eke the worthy prince of walys ¶ To whom shall longe by successyon For to gouerne brutis albyon Whiche me cōmaundyd the drery pytous fate Of them of troye in ynglysshe to translate The sege also and destruccion Lyke as the latyn maketh mencion For to compyle and after Guydo make So I coude and wryte it for his sake Bycause he wolde that to hygh and lowe The noble storye openly were knowe In our tunge aboute in euery age And Iwryten as well in our langage As in latyn and in frensche it is That of the storye the trouthe we nat mys Nomore than dothe eche other nacion This was the fyne of his entencion ¶ The whiche empryse anone I gynne shall In his worshyp for a memoryall And of the tyme to make mencion Whan I began on this translacion It was the yere sothly to seyne Fortene complete of his faders reygne The tyme of yere shortly to conclude Whan .xx grees was phebus altitude The hour whan he made his stedes drawe His rosen chariet lowe vnder the wawe To bathe his beme in the wawysce Gressyd lyke golde as men myght se Passynge the bordure of our Occian And lucyna of colour pale and wan Hir colde arisynge in Octobre gan to dyght To enchace the derkenes of the frosty nyght In the myddes of the Scorpion And Esperus gan to westre down To hast hir cours agayne the morowe gray And lucyfer the nyght to voyde away Is called than messager of daye Our emysperie to put out of affraye With bryght kalendis of phebus vprist shene Out of the boundes proserpma the quene Where pluto dwelleth the derke region And the furies haue theyr mansion Tyll after sone Apollo lyst nat tarye To take so●our in the sagittarye ¶ Which tyme I gan the prologue to beholde Of troye boke I made by dayes olde Wher was remembred of auctours vs beforne Of the dede the verray trewe corne So as it fell seuered fro the chaffe For in theyr honde they holde for a staffe The trouthe oonly which they haue complyed Vnto this fyne that we were nat begyled Of neclygence thorugh for yet fulnesse The whiche serpent of age by processe Engendred is fersely vs to assayle Of the trouthe to make vs for to fayle For ner wryters all were out of mynde Nat storyed oonly but of nature and kynde The trewe knowyng shuld haue gon to wrake And from scyence our wyttes put abake Ne hadde our elders cerched out and sought The sothfast pythe to ympe it in our thought Of thynges passed fordyrked of theyr hewe But thorugh wrytyng they be refresshed newe Of our Auncetres lefte to vs be hynde To make a myrrour oonly to our mynde Tose eche thynge trewely as it was More hyght and clere than in any glas For ner theyr wrytynge nowe memoryall Deth with his swerde shulde haue slayne all And I dymmed with his sodayne shoures The great prowesse of thyse conqueres And dyrked eke the bryghtnesse of theyr fame That shyneth yet by reporte of theyr name For vnto vs theyr bokes represent Without feynynge the waye that they went In theyr dayes whan they were alyue Agayne the trouthe who so euerstryue Or counterplete or make any debate The sothe is redde of hyghe or lowe estate

Without fauour who solyste take hede For after dethe clerkes lytell drede After decrete for to bere wytnesse Nor of a tyraunt the trouthe to expresse ¶ As men disserne without excepcion with lak or prys they graunt them theyr guerdon Wherfore me semeth euery maner man Shulde by his lyne in all that euer he can For vertue oonly eschewe to do amys For after deth playnly as it is Clerkes wyll wryte and excepte none The playne trouthe whan a man is gone And by olde tyme for theyr wrytynge trewe They cherysshed were of lordes that them knewe And honoured greatly in tho dayes For they enacted and gylte with theyr sayes Theyr hyghe renowne their māhod prowes Theyr knyghthode eke and theyr worthynesse Theyr Tryumphes also and victories Theyr famous cōquest their fonge glories ¶ From poynt to poynt rehersyng al y● trouth Without fraude neclygence or slouth They dyde theyr labour and theyr besynesse For elles certayne the great worthynesse Of theyr dedes hadde ben in vayne For dyrked age elles wolde haue slayne By lengthe of yeres the noble worthy fame Of conqueroures and playnly of theyr name For dymmed eke the letters aureat And diffaced the palme laureat Whiche that they wan by knyghode ī theyr dayes Whose fretynge ruste newe and newe assayes For to eclypse the honour and the glorye Of hyghe prowesse whiche clerkes in memorye Haue trewely set thorugh dylygent laboure And enlumyned with many coryous floure Of Rethoryk to make vs comprehende The trouthe of all as it was in kynde Besyed them and faythfully trauayled Agayne all that that age wolde assayled In theyr bokes euery thynge I set And with the key of remembraunce it shet Whiche lasteth yet and dureth euer in one Recorde of Thebes that was so longe a gone Of whiche the ruyne and destruccion Ye may beholde by good inspeccion Croppe and roote right as it was in dede On Stace loke and there ye may it rede How Polynece and Ethiocles The bretherne two ne cowde nat lyue in pes Tyll Thebes was brought vnto ruyne And all the maner how they dyde fyne That dethe also of worthy Tideus And how Edippus with terys full pyteus Wept out his eyen and all his drery payne And how the smokꝭ departed were on twayne At the feste of fyres funerall In great Stace ye may rede all The fyre engendred by brotherly hatrede Where thorugh that deth was the cruell mede ¶ In very sothe of many worthy man Lyke as myne Auctour well reherce can Of Troye also that was of latter yeres By dylygence of Cronycleres Ye may beholde in theyr wrytynge well The stryfe the werre the sege and euerydell Right as it was so many yeres passyd Whose storye yet age hath not dyffacyd Nor cruell deth with his mortall strokes For maugre deth ye may beholde in bokes The storye fully rehersyd newe and newe And fresshely floure of coloure and of hewe From day to day quycke and nothynge feynt For clerkes haue this strorye so depeynt That deth nor age by no maner weye The trouth may nat make for to deye ¶ All be that some haue the trouthe spared In the wrytynge and playnly nat declared So as it was nor tolde out faythfully But it transformyd in theyr poysy Thorugh vayne fables whiche of entencion They haue contryued by fals transsumpcion To hyde trouthe falsly vnder clowde And the sothe of malys for to shrowde As Omer dyde the whiche in his wrytynge I feyned hathe full many dyuers thynge That neuer was as Guydo lyste deuyse And thynges done in another wyse He hath transformyd than the trouthe was And feyned falsly that goddes in this cas ¶ The worthy Grekes holpe to werrey Agayne Troyens and how that they were sey Lyke lyfely men amonge them day by day And in his dytees that were so fresshe and gay With sugred wordes vnder hony soote His galle is hyd lowe by the roote That it may nat outwarde be aspyed And all for he with Grekes was allyed Therfore he was to them fauourable In moche thynge whiche is nat cōmendable Of them that lust to deme after ryght For in makynge loue hath loste his syght To gyue a prys where none is deserued Cupide is blynde whose domes ben obserued More after luste than after equyte Or after reason how the trouthe be For syngulertee and fals affeccyon Reyseth full ofte by vayne lausyon A man to worshyp that deserueth none By fals reporte and thus full many one Without meryte hath his fame blowe Wherof another the renowne is vnknowe That in armes hath meruayles wrought Of whom paraunter speketh no man nought For fauour oonly is fostred more than ryghtꝭ That hyndred hath many worthy knyghtꝭ ¶ Ouyde also poete ycally hath closed Falshed with trouthe that maketh men enosed To whiche parte that they shall them holde His mysty speche so harde is to vnfolde That it entryketh reders that it se Virgyle also for loue of Enee In eneydos rehersyth moche thynge And was in partye trewe of his wrytynge Excepte oonly that hym lyste some whyle The tracys folowe of Omeris style ¶ And of this sege wrote eke Lollius But tofore all Dares frigius Wrote moste trewely after that he fonde And dytees eke of the grekes londe For they were present and seyen euerydell And as it fyll they wryte trewe and well Eche in his tunge by suche consonaunce That in theyr bokes was no varyaunce Whiche after were vnto Athenes brought And by processe cerchyd out and sought By dylygence of one Cornelius Whiche was neuewe vnto Salustius Of Rome I borne whiche dyde his dewe Them to translate and the tracys sewe Of thyse Auctours by good auysement But bycause he set all his entent For to be breef he left moche behynde Of the story as men in bokes fynde The firste meuynge and cause orygenall What was the gynnynge and roote in specyall Ne how they came by londe or by nauye How firste the sparke was kyndled of enuye Betwyxt grekes and them of troye towne Of whiche Cornelie maketh no menciowne Of theyr shyppes nor of theyr vytayle Nor howe that grece is callyd y● tayle And the lasse as bokes veryfye ¶ Is named nowe the londe of Romanye What noumbre of kynges of dukes wente Towarde the sege all of one assente To wynne worshyp and for excersyse Of armes oonly in full knyghtly wyse Abydynge there to se the version Of the cytee and noble yllion Nor what the maner was of theyr armure ¶ Nor at the sege who lengest dyde endure In what wyse eche other dyde assayle Nor how often they mette in batayle How many worthy loste there his lyfe Thorugh olde hatred wrought vp newe stryfe Nor of theyr deth he datyth nat the yere For his wrytynge was particulere Without fruyte he was compendious This foresayd romeynge this Cornelius ¶ Wherfore but late in comparysowne There was an Auctour of full hygh renowne That besyed hym the tracys for to sewe Of dyte and Dares