And eke the clothe made demonstration Howe he wedded the great lady beauteous, La Bell Pucell, in her owne dominacion, After his labour and passage daungerous, With solemne joye and myrthe melodious. This famous storye well pictured was In the fayre hall upon the arras. The marshall ycclipped was dame Reason, And the yewres also Observaunce, The panter Plesaunce at every season; The good butler Curteis Continuaunce And the chefe coke was called Temperaunce, The lydy chamberlayne named Fidelitie, And the hye stewarde Liberalitie. There sate dame Doctrine, that lady gent, Whiche called me unto her presence, For to knowe al the whole entent Of my comyng unto her excellence. Madame, I sayde, to learn your science I am comen nowe me to applye, With all my cure and perfect study. And yet, also, I unto her then shewed My name and purpose wythout doublenes. For very greate joye than were endued Her crystall eyes full of lowlenes, Whan that she knewe of very sykernesse, That I was he that should so attayne La Bell Pucell wyth my busy payne. And after thys I had ryght good chere; Of meate and drynke there was great plenty. Nothynge I wanted, were it chepe or dere. Thus was I served wyth dylycate dysshes deyntie; And after thys wyth all humylite I went to Doctryne, prayenge her good grace, For to assygne me my fyrst lernynge place. Seven doughters, moost expert in connynge, Wythouten foly she had well engendred; As the seven Scyences in vertue so shynynge, At whose encreace there is great thankes rendred Unto the mother, as nothynge surrendred Her good name and her dulcet sounde, Whych did engendre theyr orygynall grounde. And fyrst to Grammer she forthe me sent, To whose request I dyd well obay; Wyth delygence forth on my way I went, Up to a chamber depaynted fayre and gay; And at the chambre in ryght ryche araye We were let in, by hygh auctoryte Of the ryght noble dame Congruyte. CAP. V. HOW SCIENCE SENT HIM FYRST TO GRAMER, WHERE HE WAS RECEIVED BY DAME CONGRUYTE. The lady Gramer, in all humbly wyse, Dyd me receyve into her goodly scoole; To whose doctrine I dyd me advertise For to attayne, in her artyke poole, Her gylted dewe, for to oppresse my doole; To whom I sayde that I wold gladly lerne Her noble connynge, so that I myght descerne What that it is, and why that it was made? To whych she answered than, in speciall, By cause that connynge shoulde not pale ne fade, Of every scyence it is originall, Whych doth us tech ever in generall In all good ordre to speke directly, And for to wryte by true ortografy.