Here begynnethe the boke calledde Iohn bochas descriuinge the falle of princis princessis [and] other nobles tra[n]slated i[n]to englissh by Iohn ludgate mo[n]ke of the monastery of seint edmu[n]des Bury ...
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- Here begynnethe the boke calledde Iohn bochas descriuinge the falle of princis princessis [and] other nobles tra[n]slated i[n]to englissh by Iohn ludgate mo[n]ke of the monastery of seint edmu[n]des Bury ...
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- Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375.
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- [London :: Printed by Richard Pynson,
- 1494 (27 Jan.)]
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- Kings and rulers -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
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"Here begynnethe the boke calledde Iohn bochas descriuinge the falle of princis princessis [and] other nobles tra[n]slated i[n]to englissh by Iohn ludgate mo[n]ke of the monastery of seint edmu[n]des Bury ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A16251.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 16, 2024.
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NOble princes here ye may well se
As in a myrrour of ful cleere euidence
By many exaumples more than •••• or thre
••••at harme foloweth of slouth and negligence
Depe enprentynge in your aduertence
Howe greate hindringe doth wilfull frowardnesse
To your estate throughe vnto us Idelnesse
Whan reason falleth and censualite
Holdeth the brydell of l••chero•••• insolence
And sobernesse hath lost his liberte
And to false lust is doone the reuerence
And vice of vertue hath an apparence
Misledeth princes of wilfull rechelesnesse
To greate erroure of frowarde Idelnesse