The Rowley Poems eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 278 pages of information about The Rowley Poems.

The Rowley Poems eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 278 pages of information about The Rowley Poems.

    Saie, Canynge, whatt was vearse yn daies of yore? 
    Fyne thoughtes, and couplettes fetyvelie[54] bewryen[55],
    Notte syke as doe annoie thys age so sore,
    A keppened poyntelle[56] restynge at eche lyne. 
    Vearse maie be goode, botte poesie wantes more, 45
    An onlist[57] lecturn[58], and a songe adygne[59];
    Accordynge to the rule I have thys wroughte,
    Gyff ytt please Canynge, I care notte a groate.

    The thynge yttself moste bee ytts owne defense;
    Som metre maie notte please a womannes ear. 50
    Canynge lookes notte for poesie, botte sense;
    And dygne, & wordie thoughtes, ys all hys care. 
    Canynge, adieu!  I do you greete from hence;
    Full soone I hope to taste of your good cheere;
    Goode Byshoppe Carpynter dyd byd mee saie, 55
    Hee wysche you healthe & selinesse for aie.

T. ROWLEIE.

[Footnote 35:  nought.]

[Footnote 36:  they.]

[Footnote 37:  esteem.]

[Footnote 38:  heraldry.]

[Footnote 39:  such.]

[Footnote 40:  unwilling.]

[Footnote 41:  much.]

[Footnote 42:  wisdom, council.]

[Footnote 43:  if.]

[Footnote 44:  perchance.]

[Footnote 45:  them.]

[Footnote 46:  Greybeards.]

[Footnote 47:  curiously.]

[Footnote 48:  lessened.]

[Footnote 49:  small.]

[Footnote 50:  that.]

[Footnote 51:  allow.]

[Footnote 52:  cart-horse.]

[Editor’s note:  ll. 15-16 See Introduction p. xli]

[Footnote 53:  broken.]

[Footnote 54:  elegantly.]

[Footnote 55:  declared, expressed.]

[Footnote 56:  a pen, used metaphorically, as a muse or genius.]

[Footnote 57:  boundless.]

[Footnote 58:  subject.]

[Footnote 59:  nervous, worthy of praise.]

ENTRODUCTIONNE.

    Somme cherisounce[60] it ys to gentle mynde,
    Whan heie have chevyced[61] theyre londe from bayne[62],
    Whan theie ar dedd, theie leave yer name behynde,
    And theyre goode deedes doe on the earthe remayne;
    Downe yn the grave wee ynhyme[63] everych steyne, 5
    Whylest al her gentlenesse ys made to sheene,
    Lyche fetyve baubels[64] geasonne[65] to be seene.

    AELLA, the wardenne of thys[66] castell[67] stede,
    Whylest Saxons dyd the Englysche sceptre swaie,
    Who made whole troopes of Dacyan men to blede, 10
    Then seel’d[68] hys eyne, and seeled hys eyne for aie,
    Wee rowze hym uppe before the judgment daie,
    To saie what he, as clergyond[69], can kenne,
    And howe hee sojourned in the vale of men.

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