All kindnesse and faire courtesie to shew;
For in that court whylome her well they knew: Yet the stout Faery mongst the middest crowd Thought all their glorie vaine in knightly vew, And that great princesse too exceeding prowd, That to strange knight no better countenance allowd.
Suddein upriseth from her stately place
The roiall dame, and for her coche doth call:
All hurtlen forth; and she, with princely pace,
As faire Aurora, in her purple pall,
Out of the east the dawning day doth call,
So forth she comes; her brightness brode doth blaze.
The heapes of people, thronging in the hall,
Doe ride each other, upon her to gaze: [amaze.
Her glorious glitter and light doth all mens eies
So forth she comes, and her coche does clyme,
Adorn'd all with gold and girlonds gay,
That seemd as fresh as Flora in her prime;
And strove to match, in roiall rich array,
Great Iunoes golden chayre; the which, they say,
The gods stand gazing on, when she does ride
To loves high hous through Heavens bras-paved way,
Drawne of fayre peacocks, that excell in pride,
And full of Argus eyes their tayles dispredden wide.
But this was drawne of six unequall beasts,
On which her six sage counsellours did ryde,
Taught to obay their bestiall beheasts,
With like conditions to their kindes applyde:
Of which the first, that all the rest did guyde,
Was sluggish Idlenesse, the nourse of sin;
Upon a slouthful asse he chose to ryde,
Arayd in habit blacke, and amis thin;
Like to an holy monck, the service to begin.
And in his hand his potsesse still he bare,
That much was worne, but therein little redd;
For of devotion he had little care,
Still drownd in sleepe, and most of his daies dedd:
Scarse could he once uphold his heavie hedd,
To looken whether it were night or day.
May seeme the wayne was very evil ledd,
When such an one had guiding of the way,
That knew not, whether right he went or else astray.
From wordly cares himselfe he did esloyne,
And greatly shunned manly exercise;
From everie worke he chalenged essoyne,
For contemplation sake: yet otherwise
His life he led in lawlesse riotise;
By which he grew to grievous malady;
For in his lustlesse limbs, through evill guise,
A shaking fever raignd continually:
Such one was Idlenesse, first of this company.
And by his side rode loathsome Gluttony,
Deformed creature, on a filthie swyne;
His belly was upblowne with luxury,
And eke with fatnesse swollen were his eyne;
And like a crane his necke was long and fyne,
With which he swallowed up excessive feast,
For want whereof poore people oft did pyne:
And all the way, most like a brutish beast,
He spued up his gorge, that all did him deteast,
In greene vine leaves he was right fitly clad;
For other clothes he could not wear for heate:
And on his head an yvie girland had,
From under which fast trickled downe the sweat:
Still as he rode, he somewhat still did eat,
And in his hand did beare a bouzing can,
Of which he supt so oft, that on his seat
His dronken corse he scarse upholden can:
In shape and life more like a monster then a man.
Unfit he was for any worldy thing,
And eke unhable once to stirre or go;
Not meet to be. of counsell to a king,
Whose mind in meat and drinke was drowned, so,
That from his friend he seeldome knew his fo:
Full of diseases was his carcas blew,
And a dry dropsie through his flesh did flow,
Which by misdiet daily greater grew:
Such one was Gluttony, the second of that crew.
And next to him rode lustfull Lechery
Upon a bearded gote, whose rugged heare,
And whally eies, (the signe of gelosy)
Was like the person selfe, whom he did beare:
Who rough, and blacke, and filthy, did appeare;
Unseemely man to please fair ladies eye:
Yet he of ladies oft was loved deare,
When fairer faces were bid standen by:
O who does know the bent of womans fantasy!
In a greene gowne he clothed was full faire,
Which underneath did hide his filthinesse ;
And in his hand a burning hart he bare,
Full of vaine follies, and new-fanglenesse :
For he was false, and fraught with ficklenesse ;
And learned had to love with secret lookes;
And well could daunce; and sing with ruefulness;
And fortunes tell; and read in loving bookes:
And thousand other waies, to bait his fleshy hookes.
Inconstant man, that loved all he saw,
And lusted after all that he did love;
Ne would his looser life be tide to law,
But ioyd weake wemens hearts to tempt and prove.
If from their loyall loves he might them move :
Which lewdness fild him with reproachful pain
Of that foule evill, which all men reprove,
That rotts the marrow, and consumes the braine:
Such one was Lechery, the third of all this traine.
And greedy Avarice by him did ride,
Upon a camel loaden all with gold:
Two iron coffers hong on either side,
With precious metall full as they might hold;
And in his lap an heap of coine he told:
For of his wicked pelf his god he made,
And unto Hell him selfe for money sold:
Accursed usury was all his trade;
And right and wrong ylike in equall ballaunce
His life was nigh unto death's dore yplaste;
And thred-bare cote, and cobbled shoes, hee ware:
Ne scarse good morsell all his life did taste;
But both from backe and belly still did spare,
To fill his bags, and richesse to compare :
Yet childe ne kinsman living had he none
To leave them to; but thorough daily care
To get, and nightly feare to lose his owne,
He led a wretched life, unto himselfe unknowne.
Most wretched wight, whom nothing might suffise; Whose greedy lust did lacke in greatest store; Whose need had end, but no end covetise; [pore; Whose welth was 'want; whose plenty made him Who had enough, yett wished ever more;
A vile disease: and eke foot and hand
A grievous gout tormented him full sore;
That well he could not touch, nor goe, nor stand: Such one was Avarice, the fourth of this faire band!
And next to him malicious Envy rode
Upon a ravenous wolfe, and still did chaw
Between his cankred teeth a venemous tode,
That all the poison ran about his chaw;
But inwardly he chawed his owne maw
At neibors welth, that made him ever sad;
For death it was, when any good he saw;
And wept that cause of weeping none he had;
But when he heard of harme, he wexed wondrous
glad.
All in a kirtle of discolourd say
He clothed was, ypainted full of eies;
And in his bosome secretely there lay
An hatefull snake, the which his taile uptyes
In many folds, and mortall sting implyes:
Still as he rode, he gnasht his teeth to see
Those heapes of gold with griple Covetyse;
And grudged at the great felicitee
Of proud Lucifera, and his owne companée.
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