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With greit solace, till, at the last,
Out throw Stratherne the Squyer past.
And as it did approach the nicht,
Of ane castell he gat ane sicht,
Beside ane montane in ane vale,
And then eftir his greit travaill?
He purposit him to repoise ?
Quhare ilk man did of him rejois.
Of this triumphant pleasand place
Ane lustie ladys was maistrés,
Quhais 4 lord was dead schort time befoir,
Quhairthrow her dolour wes the moir :
Bot yit scho tuik some comforting,
To heir the plesant dulce talking
Of this young Squiyer, of his chance,
And how fortunit him in France.
This Squyer and the ladie gents
Did wesche, and then to supper went:
During that nicht there wes nocht ellis 6
But for to heir of his novellis?.
Enéas, quhen he fled from Troy,
Did not Quene Dido greiter joy :
The wonderis that he did rehers,
Were langsum for to put in vers,
Of quhilk this lady did rejois :
They drank and syne 8 went to repois.
He found his chalmer well arrayit
With dornik 10 work on bord displayit : 1 Toil. Repose. Handsome, pleasant.--4 Whose.—5 Neat, pretty.--6 Else.—7 News. Then.—9 Chamber.-- 0 Napery.
Of venison he had his waill',
Gude aquavitae, wyne, and aill,
With nobill confeittis, bran, and geill,
And swa the Squyer fuir richt weill.
Sa to heir mair of his narration,
The ladie cam to his collation,
Sayand he was richt welcum hame.
Grand-mercie, then, quod he, Madame !
They past the time with ches and tabill,
For he to everie game was abill.
Than unto bed drew everie wicht;
To chalmer went this ladie bricht;
The quilk this Squyer did convoy,
Syne till his bed he went with joy.
That nicht he sleepit* never ane wink,
But still did on the ladie think.
Cupido, with his fyrie dart,
Did piers him sa throwout the hart,
Sa all that nicht he did but murnit
Sum tyme sat up, and sum tyme turnit.
mony gant and
To fair Venus makand his mane,
Sayands, fair ladie, what may this mene,
I was ane free man lait? yestreen,
And now ane captive bound and thrall,
For ane that I think flowr of all,
I pray God sen scho knew my mynd,
How for hir saik I am sa pynd: Choice.--2 Jelly. --- Fared.-- Slept. -5 Sighing -- Saying. _7 Late.
Wald God I had been yit in France,
Or I had hapnit sic mischance;
To be subject or serviture
Till ane quhilk takes of me na cure.
This ladie ludgit' nearhand by,
And hard the Squyer prively,
With dreidful hart makand his mane,
With monie careful gant and grane;
Hir hart fulfillit with pitie,
Thocht scho wald haif of him mercie,
And said, howbeit I suld be slane,
He sall have lufe for lufe agayne :
Wald God I micht, with my honour,
Have him to be my paramour.
This was the mirrie tyme of May,
Quhen this fair ladie, freshe and gay,
Start up to take the hailsumo air,
With pantouns 4 on hir feit ane pair,
Airlie into ane cleir morning,
Befoir fair Phoebus' uprysing:
Kirtill alone, withoutin clok,
And sa the Squyers door unlok.
She slippit in or evir he wist,
And feynitlie5 past till ane kist,
And with hir keys oppenit the lokkis,
And made hir to take furthi ane boxe,
Bot that was not hir errand thare :
With that this lustie young Squyar 1 Lodged.—2 Groan.—3 Wholesome. - Slippers.-- Feigningly.- Pretended.
Saw this ladie so pleasantlie
Com to his chalmer quyetlie,
In kirtill of fyne damais brown,
Hir golden tresses hingand' doun;
Hir pappis were hard, round, and quhyte,
Quhome to behold was greit deleit;
Lyke the quhyte lillie was her lyre ? ;
Hir hair wes like the reid gold weir;
Hir scharckis quhyte, withouten hois",
Quhareat the Squyar did rejois,
And said, then, now valye quod vailyet,
Upon the ladie thow mak ane sailye.
Hir courtlyke kirtill was unlaist,
And sone into his armis hir braist.
CALLED the elder, to distinguish him from his son, who suffered in the reign of Q. Mary, was born at Allington Castle, in Kent, in 1503, and was educated at Cambridge. He married early in life, and was still earlier distinguished at the court of Henry VIII. 'with whom his interest and favour were so great as to be proverbial. His person was majestic and beautiful, his visage (according to Surrey's interest. ing description), was “ stern and mild:” he sung and played the lute with remarkable sweetness, spoke foreign languages with grace and fluency, and possessed an inexhaustible fund of wit. At the death of Wolsey he could not be more than 19; yet he is said to have contributed to that minister's downfall by a humorous story, and to have promoted the reformation by a seasonable jest. At the coronation of Anne Boleyn he officiated for his father as ewerer, and possibly witnessed the ceremony not with the most festive emotions, as there is reason to suspect that he was secretly attached to the royal bride. When the tragic end of that princess was approaching, one of the calumnies circu. lated against her was, that Sir Thomas Wyatt had confessed having had an illicit intimacy with her. The scandal was certainly false ; but that it arose from a tender partiality really believed to exist be