[Here folowen seven balades made by Daun John Lydegate of the sodeine fal of certain Princes of Fraunce and Englande nowe late in oure dayes. (see note); (t-note) |
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Beholde this gret prynce Edwarde the Secounde, Which of divers landes lord was and kyng, But so governed was he, nowe, understonde, By suche as caused foule his undoying, For trewly to telle yowe withoute lesing, He was deposed by al the rewmes assent, In prisoun murdred with a broche in his foundament. Se howe Richard, of Albyon the kyng, Which in his tyme ryche and glorious was, Sacred with abyt, with corone, and with ring, Yit fel his fortune so, and eke his cas, That yvel counseyle rewled him so, elas! For mystreting lordes of his monarchye, He feyne was to resigne and in prysone dye. Lo Charles, of noble Fraunce the kyng, Taken with seknesse and maladye, Which left him never unto his eonding, Were it of nature or by sorcerye, Unable he was for to governe or guye His reaume, which caused such discencyon, That fallen it is to gret destruccion. So nowe this lusty Duc of Orlyaunce, Which floured in Parys in chivallerie, Brother to Charles, the kyng of Fraunce: His yong hert thought never to dye, But for he used the synne of lecherye, His cosin to assent was ful fayene, That he in Parys was murdred and foule slayne. Of Edward the Thridde Thomas his sone, Of Gloucestre Duc, Constable of England, Which to love trouth was ever his wone, Yet notwithstonding his entent of trouthe, He murdred was at Caleys, that was routhe, And he to God and man moste acceptable, And to the comune profit moste favorable. Lo here this Eorlle and Duc of Burgoyne bothe, Oon of the douspiers and deen of Fraunce, Howe fortune gan his prosparité to loothe, And made him putte his lyf in suche balance That him n’avayled kyn nor allyaunce, That for his mourder he mortherd was and slayne, Of whos deth th’Ermynakes were fayne. This Duc of Yrland, of England Chaumburleyn. Which in plesaunce so he ledde his lyf, Tyl fortune of his welth hade disdeyn, That causeles he parted was frome his wyf, Which grounde was of gret debate and stryf, And his destruccion, if I shal not lye, For banned he was, and did in meschef dye. |
(see note) wickedly lying realm’s poker; rectum (see note) habit fate was obliged to (see note); (t-note) death guide realm; strife (see note) flourished; (t-note) (t-note) sin glad; (see note); (t-note) (t-note) (see note) custom; (t-note) a pity; (t-note) (see note) One; twelve peers; dean; (see note) life That neither kinfolk nor alliances could help him (i.e., of Louis, duke of Orléans) the Armagnacs; happy; (t-note) (see note) pleasure; (t-note) without just cause; (see note); (t-note) Which was ground for affliction; (t-note) |