Part 3 (1/2)
Her gowne was of gawdy grene clamelet.
Chaungeable of sondry dyuerse colours.
To {the} condycyons accordy{n}g to her shoures
And by her sat thoughe he vnworthy were.
The rewde G.o.d Pan of shepherdes {that} gyde Clad in russet frese & breched lyke a bere.
Wyth a grete terbox hangyng by his syde.
A shepcrok in his ho{n}d he spared for no pryde.
And by his fete lay a prekered curre.
He rateled in {the} throte as he had {the} murre.
Isys the G.o.ddes bare hym company.
For at the table next she sat by his syde.
In a close kyrtell embrowdered curyously {with} braunches and leues brood large & wyde.
Grene as any gra.s.se in {the} somer tyde.
Of all maner frute she had the gouernaunce Of fauours odyferous was her sustynauns
Next to her than was G.o.d Neptunus set.
He sauoured lyke a fyssher of hy{m} i spak before It semed by his clothes as they had be wet.
About hy{m} i{n} his gyrdelsted hi{n}g fysshes mani a xx Of his straunge aray merueyled I sore.
A shyp wyth a top and sayle was hys creste.
Me thought he was gayly dysgysed at {the} fest.
Than toke mynerue the G.o.ddes her sete.
Ioyntly to Neptunus all in curas cladde.
Gau{n}telettis on ho{n}des & sabatou{n}s on her fete She loked about as though she had be mad.
An hamer and a sythe on her hede she hadde She wered two bokelers one by her syde.
that other ye wote were this was al her prid
Tha{n} cam {the} G.o.d bach{us} & by her set hy{m} doun Holdynge in his honde a cuppe full of wyne.
Of grene vyne leues he wered a Ioly croun He was clad in cl.u.s.tres of grapes G.o.de & fine A garlonde of yuy he chose for his sygne.
On his hede he had a thredbare ke{n}dall hode.
A gymlot and a fauset therupon stode.
Next hym sat phebus wyth her colour pale.
Fat she was of face but of complexon feynte.
She sayd she rewled Neptun{us} & made hy{m} bayl And ones in {the} monthe {with} pheb{us} was she mei{n}t Also ne were she Ceres were ateynte Thus she sat & tolde the myght of her nature & on her hede she wered a croun of siluer pure
Ioyntly to her Marcuryus toke his see.
As came to his cours wytnesse the zodyake.
He had a gylden tonge as fyll for his degree In eloquence of langage he pa.s.sed al {the} pake For in his talkyng no man coud fynde lake A box wyth quycksyluer he had in his honde / Multyplyers know it wel in euery londe
By hym sat dame Ven{us} {with} colour crystalline Whos long here shone as wyre of gold bry{gh}t Cryspe was her skyn her eyen columbyne Rauysshed myne herte her chere was so ly{gh}t Patrones of plesau{n}ce be named wel she my{gh}t A smocke was her wede garnysshed curyusli But all other she had a wanton eye
On her hede she wered a red coper crowne A nosegay she had made ful plesauntly Bytwene her & aurora Apollo set hym doune Wyth his beames bryght he shone so ferue{n}tly That he therwyth gladyd al {the} company A crown of pure gold was on his hede set In syne {that} he was mayster & lorde of {that} banket Nota Thus was the table set round aboute Wyth G.o.ddes & G.o.ddesses as i haue you told Awaytyng on the bord was a grete route Of sage phylosophers & poetes many fold There was sad Sychero & Arystotle olde Tholome Dorothe wyth Dyogenes Plato Myssehala and wyse Socrates
Sortes & Saph[y]r{us} {with} hermes stode behynd Auycen & Aueroys wyth hem were in fere Galyen & ypocras that physyk haue in mynd wyth help of Esculapyo{n} toward he{m} drow ner Vyrgyle Orace Ouyd and Omere Euclyde and albert yaue her attendaunce To do the G.o.dds & G.o.ddesses plesaunce