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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A13936) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 11760) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1040:11) Here begynneth a treatyse of a galau[n]t Treatyse of a galaunt. Lydgate, John, 1370?-1451?, attributed name. [8] p. In the Flete strete at the [sygne of t]he sonne, by Wynkyn de Worde, [[Enprynte]d at London : [1510?] Doubtfully attributed to John Lydgate. In verse. Caption title. Printer's name and address from colophon; publication date conjectured by STC. Signatures: A⁴. The British Library fragment is in a different setting from the Huntington copy. Cf. "The Library", Sept. 1993, p. 181-2. Reproduction of the original in the Henry E. Huntington Library and Art Gallery. Partly in facsimile. eng England -- Social life and customs -- 16th century -- Early works to 1800. eebo Here begynneth a treatyse of a galau[n]t [no entry] 1510 10 1901 0 0 0 0 2 0 105.21 F The rate of 105.21 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2005-10 Assigned for keying and markup 2005-11 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2006-04 Sampled and proofread 2006-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2006-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion Houghton Library, Harvard University, HOLLIS Number 990096376530203941
Here begynneth a treatyse of a galaunt Ryght as small flodes encrease to waters fell So that narowe furrous may not sustayne Ryght so pryde vnclosed may not counsell This new wretchednes that causeth vs complayn How wo hath wrapped vs in a cruell chayne Our pryde sheweth it well bothe ferre and nere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here The synne that now reygneth to beholde is ruthe Of fraude and dysceyte grete abhomynacyon But nede constrayneth vs now to saye the truthe Of pryde and dysceyte this newe dyscymulacyon That blyndeth and consumeth our englysshe nacyon Lucyfers progenye amonge vs dooth appere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here Ryght late stode our londe in suche prosperyte Of chyualry / manhode / and ryche marchaundyse Thrughe all crysten realmes sprange our felycyte Of grete welth and prowesse in sondry wyse Our sadnes is chaunged for the newe guyse we haue exyled our welth I note where Englonde may wayle that euer it came here Pryde hath founde waye to exclude man fro blys In dysfygurynge nature by this newe araye Bothe men and women can saye what it is For bothe nede and pouerte gooth now ryght gaye But alas our sorowe encreaseth euery daye And yf ye lyue longe ye shall bothe se and here That Englonde shall wayle that euer it came here For pryde hathe our plente torned to euyll fare And fedeth vs as beestes that draweth in the ploughe Many a worthy man bryngeth he to sorowe and care where fortune somtyme fresshely on hym loughe Examyne the lyuynge that this worlde vseth ynoughe How nede with synne groweth euery where Englonde may wayle that euer it came here For many a veugeaunce as scrypture maketh mencyon Path fallen to kyngomes in sondry wyse And fynally put the people in dystruccyon For theyr obstynacy / a newe fangle guyse Alas Englonde that somtyme was so wyse Other nacyons refuse / hast bought so dere That thou may wayle that euer it came here Somtyme we had Fraunce in grete derysyon For theyr hatefull pryde and lothesome vnclennes Vse we not nowe / the same in our regyon And haue permuted our welthe for theyr gladnes Lechery of our people is become a maystres Our gentylnes / for galantyse haue we lefte there Englonde may wayle that euer it came here yf ye beholde the galantes progenye vyperius That out of Fraunce be fledde for theyr intoxicacyon Hathe nowe vengeaunce consumed / that realme gloryus For theyr pryde and synfull abhomynacyon That all the worlde may wayle theyr desolacyon O Fraunce why ne had these galauntes byden there Englonde may wayle that euer it came here For in this name galaunt ye may expresse Seuen lettres for some cause in especyall That fygureth the .vij. deedly synnes & theyr wretchednes By whome man is made to the deuyll thrall was not pryde cause of Lucyfers fall Pryde is in hell / and galauntes nygheth them nere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here O thou gaye galaunte by thyn vnthryfty name with gabbynge and glosynge getest that thou hast Gyle was thy fader and Ialousye thy dame In gettynge / in Ianglynge thy dayes ben past For all thy gloryous goynge / aege gnaweth fast Thy glased lyfe and glotony / be glewed so in fere That englonde may wayle that euer it came here Appetytes of auaryce / be to them so amerous Ambusyon and arrogaunce ben of one affynyte Auenture and angre ben aye so debatous Feynynge estate of counterfet auctoryte Adulacyon of auenture / mayst thou not auaunt the As a lyer in goodnes in thyn araye doost appere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here For all thy loude lechery / thou lepest so fast aboute That good loue and lawe ben almoost lorue Of lust and lykynge ledest thou suche a route That laches and lechery haue clennes to torne Thou laboureth to lose / that thy frendes gate toforne For lewednes and lechery ben so ledde in fere Englonge may wayle that euer it came here Abhomynable accydyo accuseth all our nacyon Our aungelyke abstynence is nowe refused Ferthermore of Antecryste this newe dyssymulacyon Alas that suche sorowe amonge vs is vsed Our auaryce and hatered haue vs so accused That dyuerse aduersytees sueth vs yere by yere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here For our wastynge wretchednes that hath waded so depe In our wanton werynge of clothes to torne To wyldnes and wrathe the world taketh moost kepe For in wastynge & vanyte / men reken not what is lorne For wyfe and for women / for ware the horne That vertuous virgynyte is deed and layde on bere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here The noble course of nature nycete hath deuoured For nede / nedeth be so it causeth our desolacyon So hathe these newe fangles our welthe obscured That neclygence nouryssheth necessyte to our confusyon This causeth our galauntes by theyr nacyon Neuerthryfte and tryfles / noye euer vs so nere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here For trygetours and tryflours that tauernes haunte Haue trouth and temporaunce troden vnder foote Talewes and talkynge and drynkynge ataunte As tyrauntes and tractours / toyllous in moote Tyll they be tryed out is there no boote And trysed to baratrum / tossed in fere Englonge shall wayle that euer it came here O galaunt vpon galaunt / and o thou galaunt gaye And thou ruskyn galaunt that pouerte dooth menace For all thy warrocked hoode and thy proude araye And thy parrocked pouche that thou so fast doost brace Thou besyest the to counterfet Lucyfets trace Thynke not to longe or thou dwell with hym there Our men with cloutes at theyr brest lyke a pye Our women haue debated with shamefastnes And our men with vnclennes yf I shall not lye O Englonde thou mayst wepe with Ieromye Seynge the people thus ledde by the ere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here Our women in theyr parte labour as they may In theyr araye with chere and countynaunce Our men on theyr syde make them fresshe and gay And laboure to purchace womens pleasaunce Thus betwene bothe groweth moche myschaunce Eche seketh synne as it doth appere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here Our galāntes lyue in lustes as beestes Maynteynours of quarelles and vnthryftynes Our shameles women with theyr hyghe creestes Extorcyon / robbery / and our vngentylnes Prelates neclygence / lordes rauayn / marchauntes deceytes These asketh vengeaunce / this lesson must ye lere Elles shall ye wayle that euer it came here Beholde these dayes the people of our nacyon Are charged with synne / and gouerned by foly How nede wyll compelle vs by transmygracyon with veray wo dryue vs in to Babylonye O Englonde where is nowe thy glorye That somtyme shone thrughe the worlde so clere well mayst thou wayle that euer this sorowe came here All people laboure of this newe dysguysynge In forgynge theyr fantasyes to maynteyne pryde He is now wysest that can moost of deuysynge For the cursed ensample that thou shewest here So many barefoote people / and so fewe good lyuers Hath noo man seen syth the worlde began So many styropes and so fewe good chyuallers And so many braynles that lytell good can Men arayed as women and women as man This causeth deth / that all thynge is so dere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here So moche rychesse in araye and so moche nede So many bedes borne and so lytell deuocyon So moche fastynge for hungre and so lytell mede So moche paynted worshyp / and so lytell reason I trowe no man hath seen in this lytell regyon Our synne asketh vengeaunce / I am in grete fere In shorte tyme we shall wayle that euer it came here How many poyntes were they now a dayes And yet a good poynt amonge them were to synde Daggers of vengeaunce redy to make affrayes with longe taters downe to the ars behynde Tryppynge with small shankes as lyght as lefe on lynde To make it toughe and fresshe as it were the newe yere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here So many purfled garmentes furred with no sequitur with so many penylesse purses hath no man sawe Small gyrdynge in the waast with all theyr other That we go all back warde from hyghe to the lawe the florysshing mede of our welth we haue begon to mawe But we beseche god amende vs an other yere Or elles we shall wayle that euer it came here Our women are dyspoyled & gyue them to wantonnes Good makynge of man is nowe layde on syde This newe araye is brought vp in this londe so wyde And yet for all that it may not last a yere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here Beholde the rolled hodes stuffed with flockes The newe broched doublettes open at the brestes Stuffed with pectoll of theyr loues smockes Theyr gownes and theyr cotes shredde all in lystes So many capes as nowe be / and so fewe good preestes I can not reken halfe the route of theyr marde gere Englonde may wayle that euer it came here These galauntes vse also full abhomynable Theyr typpettes be wrythen lyke to a chayne And they go haltred in them as hors in the stable It is a peryllous pronostycacyon certayne For synfull soules shall be bounde in payne Hande and fote in perpetuall syre They shall curse the tyme that euer it came here All these newe bulwarkes they were at theyr knees They laboure sore in theyr wyttes fantasyes to fynde No man holdeth hym contente with his degrees Pryde gothe before and shame cometh behynde Alas that Englysshe men sholde be so blynde So moche sorowe amonge vs and so lytell fere we may wayle the tyme that euer it came here Forgete not lyghtly how many straungers Haue entred this kyngdome and kepte the possessyon Fyue tymes as wryteth olde cronyclers And chaunged our tonges in sondry dyuysyon O clergy praye for our Englysshe nacyon That god for his mercy of this synne make vs clere Elles shall we wayle that euer it came here Effectually praye god for his reformacyon Of welte / manhode / and of marchaundyse And tresory of peas / that cryste in his passyon Lefte bytwene god and man whan he sholde dye The comynalte in loue / conserve perseuerauntlye with tharyte bothe hyghe and lowe to Ioyne in fere In voydynge of synne that tourmenteth vs here O Englond remembre thyn olde sadnes That thou may resorte agayne to thy gladnes Exyle pryde relyeue to thy goodnes Synne hath consumed this worldes humanyte Praye god thou may reioyse thyn olde felycyte And his blessyd moder / as this londe is her dowere we haue no cause to wayle that euer it came here Finis .

Here endeth this treatyse made of a galaunt . Enprynted at London in the Flete strete at the sygne of the sonne / by wynkyn de worde .

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