Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
When Paris first arrived there, Where as dame Venus' worship is: And bluster fame abroad did bear, His lively fame she did not miss. To Helena for to repair, Her for to tell: Of praise and shape so trim and fair, That did excel. Her beauty caused Paris pain, And bore chief sway with in his mind: No thing was able to restrain, His will some way fourth for to find. Where by he might have his despair, Lady lady: So great in him was Cupid's fire, My dear lady. And eke as Paris did desire, Fair Helena for to possess: Her heart inflamed with like fear, Of Paris love despair no less, And found occasion him to meet, In Cithaeron. Where each of them the other did great, The feast upon. If that in Paris Cupid's shaft, O Clytaemnestra took such place: That time ne way he never left, Till he had got her comely grace, I think my chance not ill to be Lady lady. That ventured life to purchase ye, My dear lady. King Priam's. son loved not so sore, The Grecian dame they brother's wife: But she his person esteemed more, Not for his sake saving her life. Which caused her people to be slain, With him to fly, And he requite her love a gain, Most faithfully. And as he recompense again, The fair queen Helen for the same: So while I live I will take pain, My will always to yours to frame. Sith that you have vouchsafe to be, Lady lady. A Queen and lady unto me, My dear lady. And as she loved him best while life, Did last so tend I you to do: If that devoid of war and strife, The Gods shall please to grant us to, sith you vouchsafest me for to take, O my good knight: And me thy lady for to make, My hearts delight. As joyful as the warlike god is Venus to behold, So is my heart replete with joy, much more a thousand fold Oh Lady dear in that I do, possess my hearts delight, What means this sound for very much, it doth my heart a flight Fear nought at all Aegisthus mine, no hourt it doth pretend, But lo methinks a messenger, to us hither doth wend. The Gods preserve your equal state & send you of their bliss Welcome good messenger what news, I pray the with thee is Y'ft please your grace even now their is, arrived in this land The mighty knight Horestes with, a mighty peasant band Who purposeth for to invade, this Mycenae City strong, And as he go he lay both tower, and castle all along. It boots no man defence to make, for if he will not yield, By soldiers rage he straight is slain, in midst of the field.
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When Paris firſte ariued there, Where as dame Venus worſhyp is: And blouſtringe fame abroade dyd beare, His lyueley fame ſhe dyd not mys. To Helena for to repayre, Her for to tell: Of prayſe and ſhape ſo trym and fayre, That dyd exzell. Her beautie cauſed Paris payne, And bare chiefe ſweye with in his mynde: No thinge was abell to reſtraine, His wyl ſome waye fourth for to finde. Where by he might haue his deſpyare, Lady ladye: So great in him was Cupids fyare, My deare ladye. And eke as Paris dyd deſyear, Fayre Helena for to poſſeſſe: Her hart inflamid with lyke fyear, Of Paris loue deſpiard no leſſe, And found occaſion him to mete, In Cytheron. Where each of them the other dyd grete, The feaſt vppon. Yf that in Paris Cupides ſhafte, O Clytemneſtra toke ſuch place: That tyme ne waye he neuer left, Tyll he had gotte her comley grace, I thinke my chaunce not ill to be Ladye ladye. That ventryd lyfe to purchaſe ye▪ My dere ladye. Kynge Priames. ſonne loued not ſo ſore, The gretian dame they brothers wyfe: But ſhe his perſon eſtemed more, Not for his ſake ſauinge her lyfe. Which cauſed her people to be ſlayne, With him to flye, And he requight her loue a gayne, Moſt faythfullye. And as he recompence agayne, The fayre quene Hellyn for the ſame: So whyle I lyue I wyll take payne, My wyll alwayes to yours to frame. Syth that you haue voutſafe to be, Ladye ladye. A Queene and ladye vnto me, My deare ladye. And as ſhe louyd him beſt whyle lyfe, Dyd laſt ſo tend I you to do: Yf that deuoyd of warr and ſtryfe, The Godes ſhall pleaſe to graunt vs to, Syeth you voutſafeſt me for to take, O my good knyght: And me thy ladye for to make, My hartes delyghte. As ioyfull as the warlyke god is Venus to behoulde, So is my hart repleate with ioye, much more a thouſand fould Oh Lady deare in that I do, poſſes my hartes delyghte, What menes this ſound for very much, it doth my hart a flight Feare nought at all Egiſtus myne, no hourt it doth pretend, But lo me thinkes a meſſenger, to vs heather doth wend. The Gods preſarue your eaquall ſtate & ſend you of their blys Welcom good meſſenger what neweſe, I pray the with the is Yft pleaſe your grace euen now their is, aryued in this land The mightey knight Horeſtes with, a mightey pewſaūt band Who purpoſith for to inuade, this Mycoene Citie ſtronge, And as he goeſe he leyſe both tower, and caſtell all alonge. It boutes no man defence to make, for yf he wyll not yeld, By ſodyeres rage he ſtraight is ſlayne, in mydeſt of the felde.