Madame, with fauour of your benynge sufferaunce, Vnto your grace then make I this motyue; Whereto made ye me hym to auaunce Vnto the rowme of laureat promotyue? Or wherto shulde he haue that[1506] prerogatyue, But if he had made sum memoryall, Wherby he myght haue a name inmortall?[1507] To pas the tyme in slowthfull ydelnes, 120 Of your royall palace it is not[1508] the gyse, But to do sumwhat iche man doth hym dres: For how shulde Cato els be callyd wyse, But that his bokis, whiche he did deuyse, Recorde the same? or why is had in mynde Plato, but for that he[1509] left wrytynge behynde, For men to loke on? Aristotille also, Of phylosophers callid the princypall, Olde Diogenes, with other many mo, Demostenes,[1510] that oratour royall, 130 That gaue[1511] Eschines suche a cordyall, That bannisshed was he by[1512] his proposicyoun, Ageyne[1513] whome he cowde make no contradiccyoun? _Dame Pallas to the Quene of Fame._ Soft, my good syster,[1514] and make there a pawse:[1515] And was Eschines rebukid as ye say? Remembre you wele, poynt wele that clause; Wherfore then rasid ye not[1516] away His name? or why is it, I you praye, That he to your courte is goyng and commynge, Sith he is slaundred[1517] for defaut of konnyng? 140 _The Quene of Fame to Dame Pallas._ Madame, your apposelle[1518] is wele inferrid, And at your auauntage[1519] quikly it is Towchid, and hard for to be debarrid;[1520] Yet shall I answere your grace as in this, With your reformacion, if I say amis, For, but if your bounte did me assure, Myne argument els koude not[1521] longe endure. As towchyng that Eschines is remembred, That he so sholde be, me semith it sittyng,[1522] All be it grete parte he hath surrendred 150 Of his onour,[1523] whos dissuasyue in wrytyng To corage Demostenes was moche excitynge, In settyng out fresshely his crafty persuacyon, From whiche Eschines had none euacyon. The cause why Demostenes so famously is brutid, Onely procedid for that he did outray Eschines, whiche was not[1524] shamefully confutid But of that famous oratour, I say, Whiche passid all other; wherfore I may Among my recordes suffer hym namyd, 160 For though[1525] he were venquesshid, yet was he not[1526] shamyd: As Ierome,[1527] in his preamble _Frater Ambrosius_, Frome that I haue sayde in no poynt doth vary, Wherein[1528] he reporteth of the coragius Wordes that were moch consolatory By Eschines rehersed to the grete glory Of Demostenes, that was his vtter foo: Few shall ye fynde or none that wyll do so. _Dame Pallas to the Quene of Fame._