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 ...

About this Item

Title
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 ...
Author
Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375.
Publication
[London :: Printed by Richard Pynson,
1494 (27 Jan.)]
Rights/Permissions

To the extent possible under law, the Text Creation Partnership has waived all copyright and related or neighboring rights to this keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above, according to the terms of the CC0 1.0 Public Domain Dedication (http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/). This waiver does not extend to any page images or other supplementary files associated with this work, which may be protected by copyright or other license restrictions. Please go to http://www.textcreationpartnership.org/ for more information.

Subject terms
Kings and rulers -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
Link to this Item
http://name.umdl.umich.edu/A16251.0001.001
Cite this Item
"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 17, 2024.

Pages

Howe Iugurta of by intrusion of Munedy Kynge slough rightful heiris & after himsilf was drownyd

aFter this wofull dedly auenture Of cleopatras whoos story is full olde Cam Iugurta the manly man to lure And to Iohn bochas hath his tale tolde Of his conqueste and dedes many folde Subtyll of wyt and as myn auctour seith Gaue lityll force for to breke his feyth
But in ordre the story to conueye Of Iugurta and of his kynrede Masmissa kynge of munedie soth to sey His vncle was and also as I rede The seyde kinge had a sonne in dede Callyd mysipsa eldest in writynge After his day to regne as kynge
This Masmyssa ordeyned afterwarde Tofore his deth of hole entencion Bycause Iugurta was borne a basterde To depryue of all succession In his testament but in conclusion His sonne mysipsa afterwarde made kinge Was to Iugurta frendly and louynge
Mysipsa had two sonnes as I finde The tone of them callyd herbales The seconde the story maketh mencion Was that tyme named hyem sales With whom Iugurta put him silf in pres For to abyde and dwell in especiall Lyke as their cosyn in their court royall
Cherisshed full well bycause that he was wys And right likly of disposicion Chosyn afterwarde for a singuler prys To go to spaigne to helpe scipion Geyne Mumentaynes a famous mighty toun And there Iugurta so knightly hath begonne That by his nobles the toun anon was wonne
And to remembre his knighthode of entent His worthynesse and his hye renoun To misipsa letters were doun sent By the forsayde worthy scipion Which gaue so greate a commendacion To Iugurta him callynge in that were Of manly prowes the yonge lode stee

Page [unnumbered]

Of kinge mysipsa receyuyd notably Callyd him sonne by adopcion The kynge dyd sone Iugurta traytourly Slough hiempsales heire by succession He of that realme to haue possession This was his custum howe euer the title stode By slaughter and murdre for to gete gode
He liste to goddys do no reuerence Of his nature wylfull and recheles Hauynge nouther remors nor conscience Touchinge the slaughter of himsales Falsly practysed for his owne encres For which murdre romayns haue sent doun A consulere to do correction
Calipurnius called that was sente Only to punissh that horrible dede But with tresoure his iyen were so blent Of execucion that he toke none hede The romayns ouercome with mede Gaue to Iugurta by collusion Of this murdre a coloured fals pardon
By which he toke a maner hardynesse Of tyrannye in him well excercised Gadred peple of hatefull cursydnesse And in him silf gan cursedly deuyse Texecute the silf same guyse Of fals murdre I mene nowe none other To slee herbales the seconde brother
That he alone by fals intrusion Of Numedye might be lorde and kinge Thus of his cruelte murdre and fals treson The noyse was borne by langage and by writynge Of which the griffis falsly a brode spredinge Brought forth in hindringe of his name Frute of disclaundre and reporte of diffame
Mortall treson was cured vndre floures To saue him silf by some subtylte And specially with his greate tresoures Tappese the senat if it wolde haue be But therageyn all the comonte Made ageyne him a ••••iuracion On his fals murdre to do correction
Foure thousande men of armes were doun sen With a preto•••• called ••••ilius The which preour set all his entent To gadre tresour for he was couetous And couetyse is contrarious Vnto knighthode as auctours all expresse And stepmoder vnto worthynesse
Asiege he layde aboute a mighty toure Wherin Iugurta put all his richesse The siege was layde for loue of that tresour More than for worship or for worthynesse Wherby his name and his noblesse There disconfyted brought vnto mischaunce After for meede made his alyaunce
With Iugurta to his encres of shame Caused affryk through fals cheuisaunce They togydre disclaundred by diffame Them to withdrawe fro thobeysaunce Of the romayns and more them silf tauaunce To their purpos corrupted with tresour Many tribune and many senatour
Of newe ageyn all the comonte Fro rome sent Gayus marrius For the murdres and horrible cruelte Wrought by Iugurta the tyraunt furious Which to refourme the seyd gayus A consulere of purpos was sent doun A manly knight and famous of renoun
Full notably the werres he began Wrought euery thinge of hye prouidence And fortune which helpeth hardy man Gaue him greate fauoure by hir influence And aldre first he dyd his diligence For to auoyde all that werre vicious Delicate peple and folkys lecherous
A day was set and takyn a bataile By Iugurta by fals subtylte Proferyd moch gode which might nat auayle To haue corrupt if it wolde haue be The seyde marryus but euer in one degre He stode ay stable vpright as a wall And toke none hede to his profre at all
Than Iugurta in party despeyred Greatly astonyed within him silf musinge But lyke ••••nan hyndred and appeyred He gan purpose anon a newe thinge Of maurytayne he went to the kinge To gete helpe which callyd was boccus Him to socour ageyn the gayus

Page [unnumbered]

Twene them was made of newe an alliaunce The which last but a lytyll space For kynge boccus gan fall in repentaunce Cast he wolde resorte to the grace Of the romayns and nomore trespace And to {per}fourme this entencion He made to Gayus this mediacion
There was one Scylla called a quesoure Of Gayus ost had gouernaunce For kinge Boccus he was mediatoure That there was newly accordaunce Twene him and gayus and by the purueaunce Of this Boccus Iugurta anone was hent Maugre his might and to gayus sent
And all his kyngedom without resistence Geyne to romayns cam vnder obeysaunce And marrius forgaue them their offence Receyued them vndre assuraunce That he shall nat by dome do no vengeaunce To punisshe the trespasses that they dyd aforn The space accounted fro tyme they were born
Iugurta takyn almost for angre mad Brought to rome and fetred in prison To terpeya an hye hyll he was lad Iugement youe for his fals treson Bounde to a ston and after throwe doun Fro the place full hye where he stode Without mercy into tybre flode
Lenuoye.
THis may be well callyd a tragedye By descripcion takinge auctorite For tragedye as poetys specefyt Gynneth with ioye endeth with aduersite From hye estate cast in lowe degre Exaumple takyn this story seyth aright Of Iugurta that was first a gode knight
At his gynnynge famous in chiualrye Gate Numentaigne of spayne a greate cyte But in repayringe home to that {per}tye I mene whan he cam home to his cuntre He chaunged knighthode in to cruelte With couetise so blindyd was his sight Of Iugurta that first was a gode knight
His wyt his powere he holye dyd applye To hatefull murdre fraude and subtilte Bextort title him silf to magnifie Slough rightfull heires rest theym their liberte By fals intrusion clambe vp to their se And gaue noo force whether it were wronge or right A thinge contrarye to euery worthy knight
Noble princes lift vp your hertes ye Within your silf remembre and do se Of this murdre the hatefull tyrannye With oppression done to the comonte His gynnynge gode a cursed ende had he Murdre crieth vengeaunce day and night A thinge contrarye to euery worthy knighty
Do you have questions about this content? Need to report a problem? Please contact us.