Than in your mynde inwardly despyse The bryttle worlde, so full of doublenes, With the vyle flesshe, and ryght sone aryse Out of your slepe of mortall hevynes; Subdue the devill with grace and mekenes, That after your lyfe frayle and transitory, You may than live in joye perdurably. CAP. XLIII. HOWE FAME CAME INTO THE TEMPLE WYTH BURNYNG TONGUES AND OTHER PRAYSE. And as Remembraunce myne epytaphy set Over my grave, in came dame Fame, With brennyng tongues, without any let, Sayeng that she would spreade about my name To live in honoure without any shame: Though that deade were my erthly body, Yet my renowne shoulde raigne eternally. The power, estate, and royall dignitie Of dame Fame in every region Is for to spreade by hye aucthoritie The noble dedes of many a champion, As they are worthy in mine opinion; For thoughe his body be dead and mortall, His fame shall endure and be memoriall. Did not Graunde Amoure with his royall dedes Winne La Bell Pucell the most fayre lady? And of hye honour attayned the medes, In the demeanyng him so worthely, Sleyng the great terrible giauntes ugly, And also the fyry monster vyolent, Of the seven metalles made by enchauntment. About the worlde in every nacion, That evermore he shall abyde alyve, Of his great actes to make relacion, In bokes many I shall of him contrive, From one to other I shall his name so drive, That evermore, without extinguyshment, In burnyng tongues he shall be permanent. Hector of Troy. Unto this day reygneth the hye renowne Of the worthy Hector, prynce victorious: About is spredde in every region and towne His noble actes and courage chyvalrous, In full many bokes ryght delicious, Unto the reders howe lyst to geve audience, To here reporte of his great excellence. Josue. And in lyke wyse duke Josue the gente, Whiche was ryght strong and fyerce in battayle, Whose noble feates hyghe and excellent I have caused, wyth diligente travayle, To abyde in bokes without ony fayle: Who lyst his story for to se or here, In the Byble it doth right well appere. Judas Machabeus. Also the noble and hardy feates of warre Of Judas Machabeus I about have cast, In every nacion for to reygne aferre; Thoughe that his life out of this worlde be past, His fame shal prospere and shall never wast; Thus, wyth my power, of every worthy I spred his dedes in tonges of memory. Davyd. Dyd not kyng Davyd a lyons jawe tere In his tendre youth, he so hardy was? The lyons cruelte myght nothinge him fere; And after that he slewe great Golyas. All in his time he dyd in honoure pas, And I, dame Fame, wythout any doute, Have spredde his name in all the worlde aboute. Alexander.