Vulgar words in The Temple of Glass (Page 1)
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For thought constreynt & greuous heuynes For pensifhed and higħ distres To bed I went now this other nyght Whan that lucina witħ hir pale light Was Ioyned last witħ phebus in aquarye Amyd decembre, whan of Ianuarye Ther be kalendes of the new yere And derk dyane horned and nothing clere Had her beames vnder a mysty cloude Witħ in my bed for cold I gan me shroude Al desolate for constraynt of my woo The long nyght walowyng to and fro Til at laste er I began take kepe Me dyde oppresse a sodeyn dedly slepe Witħ in the whiche me thougħt I was Rauysshed in spiryte in to a temple of glas I nyste how fer in wildernes That founded was as by liklynes Not vpon stele, but on a craggy roche Lyke yse y froze, and as I did approche Agayn the sonne that shone so clere As ony Cristal and euer ner and ner As I cam nyghe this grisly dredful place I wex astonyed, the light so in my face Be gan to smyte, so persing euer in one On euery part wher that I gan gone That I ne might no thing as I wolde Aboute me considere and beholde The wonder estres for brightnes of the sonne Til atte last certayn skyes donne Witħ wynde chaced han her cours y went To fore the stremes of titan and y blent So that I mighte witħ in and witħ oute Wherso I wolde beholden me aboute For to reporte the facÅn and manere Of aÆÆ this place that was circuler In compas wyse, round by entayle wrought And whan I had longe gone and sought I found a wiket and entred in as fast In to the temple and myn eyen cast On euery syde now lowe eft alofte And right anon as I gan walken softe Yf I the sotħ a right reporte shal I sawe depeynted vpon a wal From este to weste many a fair ymage Of sondry louers lyke as they were of age Y sette in ordre after they were trewe Witħ liuely colours wonder fresh of hue And as me thought I sawe som sitte & som stÄde And somÌe knelyng witħ billes in their hande And somÌe witħ compleynt woful & pietous Witħ doleful chere to putten to venus So as she sat fleetyng in the see Vpon her woo forto haue pitee And first of alle I saugħ there of cartage Dido the quene so goodly of visage That gan compleyne hir auenture and cas How she deceyued was of Eneas For al his hestes and his othes sworn And said alas that euer she was born Whan she sawe that ded she must be And next I sawe the compleynt of Medee How that she falsed was of Iason And nygħ by venus sawe I sitte atheon And al the maner how the boor hym slougħ For whom she wepte and had pyne ynougħ Ther saw I also how that penolope For she so longe her lord ne mighte see Was of colour bothe pale and grene And after next was the fresh quene I mene alcest the noble trewe wyf And for admete hou she lost her lif And for her troutħ yf I shal not lye How she was torned in to a daysye Ther was Grisildes Innocence And al her mekenes and pacience There was eke Isode & many other moo And al the torment and the cruel woo That she had for tristram al her lyue And how that Tisbe her hert dyde ryue Witħ thilk swerd of sir Piramus And al the maner hou that Theseus The mynotaure slow amyd the hous That was forwrynked by crafte of dedalus Whan he was in pryson shit in Crete And how that philles felte of loues hete The grete fyre of demephon allas And for his falshed and for his trespas Vpon the walles depeynt men might see How she henge vpon a fylberd tree And many a story moo than I rekene can Were in the temple, and how that paris wan The fayr Eleyne a lusty fresh quene And hou Achilles was for Policene Y slayn vnwarly witħyn Troye toun Al this sawe I walkyng vp and doun Ther sawe I wreton eke the hole tale How Philomene in to a nyghtyngale Y torned was, and proigne vnto a swalowe And how the sabyns in their maner halowe The feste of lucresse yet in Rome toun Ther saw I also the sorow of Palamon That he in prison felte and al the smert And how that he thurgħ vnto his hert Was hurt vnwarly by castyng of an eye On fair fresh the lusty yong Emelye And al the stryf bytwene hym & his brother And how that one faugħt witħ that other Witħyn the groue, til they by Theseus Accorded were as Chaucer telletħ vs And furthermore as I gan beholde I sawe hou phebus witħ an arowe of golde Y wounded was thurgħ out his syde Only by enuye of the god Cupyde And how that dyane vnto a laurer tre Y torned was whan that she dide fle And how that Ioue changed his cope Only for loue of the fair Eurepe And in to a hole, whan he did he sue Liste of his godhed his fourme to transmue And hou that he by transmutacion The shap gan take of Amphitrion For Alcumena so passing was of beaute So was he hurt for al his deyte Witħ louys dart, and might it not escape Ther sawe I also how mars was take Of vulcanus and witħ venus founde And witħ the cheynes Inuysible bounde Ther was also al the poesye Of hym Mercurye and al the philogye And how that she for her sapience Y wedded was to the god of eloquence And how the Muses lowly did obeye Higħ in to heuyn this lady to conueye And witħ her songe hou she was magnefied Witħ Jubiter there to be stellefied And vppermore depeynt men might see How witħ her ryng the goodly canace Of euery fowle, the leydons and songe Coude vnderstond as she walked them among And hou her brother so often holpen was In his myschief, by the stede of bras And furthermore in the temple were Ful many a thousand louers here & there In sondry wyse redy to compleyne Vnto the goddesse, of her woo and peyne How they were hyndred som for enuye And how the serpent of fals Ielousie Ful many a louer hath put a back And causeles on them haue leid a lack And somÌe ther were that playned on absence That were exiled and put out of presence Thurgħ wicked tunges and fals suspecÅn Witħoute mercy or ony remissiÅn And other eke her seruyse spent in veyn And of her lady were not loued ageyn And other eke that for pouerte Dursten in no wyse her grete aduersite Discouere ne opene, lest they were refused And somÌe for wantyng also were accused And other eke that loued secretly And of her lady durst axe no mercy Lest that she wolde of hym haue despyte And somÌe also that putten right grete wite Ou double louers that loue thinges newe Thurgħ whos falsenes hyndred be the trewe And somÌ there were as hit is ofte founde That for her lady many a blody wounde Endured hatħ in many a regyon Whiles that an other hatħ had possession Al of his lady and beretħ a way the fruyt Of his labour and of aÆÆ his fuyt And other compleyned of richesse How he witħ tresour dotħ his besynesse To wynne agaynst al kynde and right Where as true louers haue force none ne might And som ther were as maydyns yong of age That pleynetħ so witħ pipyng & witħ rage That were coupled agayn al nature Witħ croked elde that may not long endure For to perfourme the lust of loues playe For hit ne fit not vnto fressħ maye For to be coupled to olde Ianuarye They be so dyuerse that they must varye For elde is gruoching and malencolious Ay ful of yre and suspecious And yongth entendetħ to Ioye & lustynes To mirtħ and play and to al gladnes Allas that euer hit shold falle So swete sugre y coupled be to galle These yonge folke cryeden oft sithe And praid venus her power to kythe Vpon this myschief and shape remedye And right anone I herde other crye Witħ sobbyng teres and pietous sowne To fore the goddesse by lamentacion That were constrayned in their yougthe And in childhode as is ofte couthe Y entrid were in to Religion Or they had yeris of discrescÅn That al her lif can not but compleyne In wyde Copes perfection forto feyne Ful couertly for to coueren thair smert And shewe the contrary of thair hert Thus saw I wepe many a fair mayde That on theyr frendes al the wyte thay layde And other next I saw ther in grete rage That they were maried in theyr tendre age Witħ oute fredom of fre election Where loue hatħ selde domynacion For loue at large and at liberte Wolde frely chese and not witħ suche trete And other saw I ful ofte wepe and wrynge That they in men fonde suche varyynge To loue a season whyle that beaulte flouritħ And after by disdayn so vngoodly louritħ On her that whylom he callyd his lady dere That was to hym so playsant and entier But lust witħ fairnes is so ouer goon That in her herte trouthe abidetħ noon And somÌe also I sawe in teres reyne And pietously on god and kynde pleyne That euer they wold on ony creature So moche beaute passing be mesure Sette on a woman to yeue occasion A man, to loue to his confusion And namely there, where he shal haue no grace For witħ a loke fortħ by as he dotħ pace Ful ofte falletħ thurgħ castyng of an eye A man is wounded that he must nedis deye That neuer peraunter after he shal her see Why wil god don so grete a cruelte To ony man, or to his creature To make hym so muche woo endure For her, percas, whom he shal in no wyse Reioyse neuer, but so fortħ in Iuyse Lede his lif til that he be graue For he ne durst of hir no mercy craue And eke [per]aunter thougħ he durst & wolde He can not wite where he hir fynd sholde I sawe ther eke, and therof had I couthe That som were hyndred by couetyse & slougthe And somÌe also for their hastynes And other eke for their rechelesnes But altherlast as I walked and behelde Beside pallas witħ her Cristal sheld Tofore the statue of venus set on height Ther kneled a lady in my sight To fore the goddesse, whiche as the sonne Passetħ the sterris, and eke the stormys donne And lucifer to voyde the nyghtes sorowe In clerenes passetħ erly the morowe And so as maye hatħ the souereynte Of euery monetħ the fayrnes and beaute And as the rose in swetnes and odour Surmounted flouris, and baine of al licour Hath the pryse, and as the rubye bright Of al stones in beaute and in sight As it is knowe hatħ the Regalye Right so this ladye witħ her goodly eye And witħ the stremys of hir loke so bright Surmountetħ al thourgħ beaute in my sight That for to tel her grete semelines Her womanhed her porte and her fairnes Hit was a meruayle, how euer that nature Cowde in her werkes make a creature So angelyk so goodly on to see So femynyn or passing of beaute Whos sonnysħ heer brighter than goldwire Lyche phebus beames shynyng in his spyre The goodlihed eke of her fresħ face So replenyshed of beaute and of grace So wel ennewed by nature and depeynt As Rose and lilyes to gyder were meynt So egally by good proporcion That as me tought by myn inspection I gan meruaylle hou god or werk of kynde Mighten of beaute suche a tresour fynde To yeuen hir so passing excellence For in good faitħ thurgħ her hye presence The temple was ensumyned enuyron And forto speke of her condicion She was the beste that might be on lyue For ther was none [that] witħ her might stryue To speke of bounte or of gentilesse Of womanhede or of lowlynesse Of curtoysie or of goodlihede Of speche of chere or of semelihede Of poort benigne or of daliaunce The best taught and therto of playsaunce She was the welle eke of honeste An Examplair and mirrour eke was she Of secretnes of trouthe of feitħfulnes And to alle other lady and maistres To shewe vertu who so list to lere And so this lady right humble of chere Kneling I sawe, clad in grene and whyte To fore venus goddesse of al delyte Enbrowded al witħ stones and perre So richely that Ioye it was to see Witħ sondry rolles on her garnement For texpowne the troutħ of her entent To shewe fully that for her humblesse And for her vertu and her stablenesse That she was cote of al womanly playsance Therfore her word witħoute variance Enbrowded was as men might see De mieulx en mieulx witħ stones of perre This is to sayne that she was so benygne From better to better her hert dotħ resigne And al her wyÆÆ to venus the goddesse Whan that her list her harmes to redresse For as me thought somwhat by her chere For to compleyne she had grete desire For in her hand she held a lityl bylle For to declare the sumÌe of al her wylle And to the goddesse her quarel for to shewe Theffect of whiche was in wordes fewe .The copye of the supplicacion.