The one of them, being on the north side of the same pageant, was made cragged, barren, and stony; in the which was erected one tree, artificially made, all withered and dead, with branches accordingly. And under the same tree, at the foot thereof, sat one, in homely and rude apparel, crookedly, and in mourning manner, having over his head in a table, written in Latin and English, his name, which was +_RUINOSA RESPUBLICA_+, +A DECAYED COMMON WEAL.+ And upon the same withered tree, were fixed certain tables wherein were written proper Sentences, expressing the causes of the Decay of the Common weal. The other hill, on the south side, was made fair, fresh, green, and beautiful; the ground thereof full of flowers and beauty. And on the same was erected also one tree, very fresh and fair; under which, stood upright one fresh personage, well apparelled and appointed; whose name also was written, both in English and in Latin, which was +_RESPUBLICA BENE INSTITUTA_+, +A FLOURISHING COMMON WEAL.+ And upon the same tree also, were fixed certain tables containing Sentences, which expressed the causes of a Flourishing Common weal. In the middle, between the said hills, was made artificially, one hollow place or cave, with door and lock enclosed; out of which, a little before the Queen's Highness's coming thither, issued one personage, whose name was TIME (apparelled as an old man, with a scythe in his hands, having wings artificially made), leading a personage, of less stature than himself, which was finely and well apparelled, all clad in white silk; and directly over her head was set her name and title, in Latin and English, TEMPORIS FILIA, THE DAUGHTER OF TIME. Which two, so appointed, went forward, towards the south side of the pageant. And on her breast was written her proper name, VERITAS, TRUTH; who held a book in her hand, upon the which was written, _Verbum Veritatis, The Word of Truth_. And out of the south side of the pageant, was cast a standing for a child, which should interpret the same pageant. * * * * * Against whom, when the Queen's Majesty came, he spake unto Her Grace these words: This old man with the scythe, old Father TIME they call: And her, his daughter TRUTH, which holdeth yonder book; Whom he out of his rock hath brought forth to us all, From whence, these many years, she durst not once outlook. The ruthful wight that sitteth under the barren tree, Resembleth to us the form when Common weals decay; But when they be in state triumphant, you may see By him in fresh attire, that sitteth under the bay. Now since that TIME again, his daughter TRUTH hath brought; We trust, O worthy Queen! thou wilt this Truth embrace! And since thou understandest the good estate and nought; We trust Wealth thou wilt plant, and Barrenness displace!