The flovver of fame Containing the bright renowne, & moste fortunate raigne of King Henry the viii. Wherein is mentioned of matters, by the rest of our cronographers ouerpassed. Compyled by Vlpian Fulwell. Hereunto is annexed (by the aucthor) a short treatice of iii. noble and vertuous queenes. And a discourse of the worthie seruice that was done at Hadington in Scotlande, the seconde yere of the raigne of king Edward the sixt.

¶ The Lamentation of king Iames, Sonne vnto king Iames before mentioned.

WHat hard mishap haue I among the rest, Whose froward fate vntimely deth hath wrought While youthfull yeres did harbour in my brest, My wretched corpes to lodge in claye is brought. By haples chaunce contrary to my thought. But who is sooner trapte by witched wyle, Then he whose harte is free frem craltie guyle.

Shall I exclayme on fortunes frowarde face, Or on the wombe that life to mee fyrst gaue: Or on my Fathers facte whose foule deface Hath caused mee this luckelesse lot to haue: Would god my mothers wombe had ben my graue Or els the Ayre that yelded mee fyrst breath, With sodayne dampe had rendred present death.

Woulde God my Fathers facte had beene vndon, When he made vow a faythfull leage to holde: Or els I woulde I had not beene his Sonne But rather borne to pen the Sheepe in folde. My Father in this poynt was far too bolde Whereby he moude almighty GOD to spill Him selfe and me his Sonne that thought no ill.

What may I deeme of this my Fathers deede, Whereof I grounde the chiefe cause of my playnte What stonie harte for pittie will not bleede, To see how death this pageaunt doth depainte, In floure of age, our liues so to attainte: The Father and the Sonné sucessiuelie The Realme eke plagde for one mans periurie.

I can not scuse his rage and hautie pride, That forced mee my vnkle to offende, Who courteousely my comming did abide, In frendlie wise a time with ioye to spende. I was constraynde my owne minde to vnbende The Prelasie then bare so great a swaye, That king and keiser must their mindes obaye.

I was constraynde contrarye to my will, Reuengement on the English Realme to take And eke of Mars his lore to learne the skill Where I lyke Phaeton my match did make, My foes mee rulde, my frendes I did forsake. Though I was king, another bare the sworde, Whome I durst not offende in deede ne worde.

I call for vengeaunce on thy wretched lyfe, Thou Prelate proude that hast procurde my fall: Thou were the cause and aucthor of the strife I was thy Prince and yet I was thy thrall, Take heede therefore by mee ye Princes all.

Where enuious subiects beares so great aswaye, The Princes state is like for to decaye.

Such men they are as fyrst do stier vp stryfe, But they them selues of sauegarde will be sure: Their deedes are scant, their words are very ryfe, They rayse the broyle, the brunte they not endure, Yet bloody warre they dayly do procure. And prease foorth Princes to auenge their yre Whyle they them selues with gredy minds aspire.

Lo by this meanes my fatall shrouding sheete, Is now my weede no other robe haue I, The graue is eke my Courte a Pallas meete: Wherein my wretched corps for aye must lye. Wo worth those subiectes that aspire so highe, To rule the Prince whome they ought to obay, Such subiectes rule hath purchast my decaye.

¶ Now that I haue passed thorow these tragi∣call histories of the. ii. kinges of Scottes: I will returne to the declaration of the ioyfull meeting of the kinges of Englande and Fraunce betweene Callis and Bullaine whiche was in the yeare of our Lorde 1532.

And althoughe there was a solemne meetyng betweene the Kynges of these sayde Realmes, and also betweene the Emperoure and Kyng Henrie in the yeare of oure Lorde 1520. Yet

because my Anothor was not there to note anye thing more then is already mentioned by Halle in his Cronicle, and was present at this that folo∣weth, I haue vsed his enstruction herein referring thee to the aforesayd Cronicle to reade of the other whereas it is very well described.