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GREENE'S FAREWELL TO FOLLY 1 Modern spelling tran

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GREENE’S <strong>FAREWELL</strong> <strong>TO</strong> <strong>FOLLY</strong> 14<br />

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on his heel, but taking the reins of liberty in his hands, he ran with Phaeton headlong into<br />

his own misfortune.<br />

For on a day, as oft he desired to delight his senses with the fragrant verdure of the<br />

meads, intending to be solitary, for he hated disport in that he scorned any of his nobility<br />

should bear him company, he passed secretly out at a postern gate only accompanied with<br />

one of his nobles whom amongst all the rest he admitted into private familiarity (an earl<br />

he was, and called Selides), and went to a grove hard adjoining to the palace, where in an<br />

arbour that nature without the help of art had most curiously wrought, he passed away<br />

part of the day in melancholy mediation. At last, tickled with a deep conceit of his own<br />

happiness, commanding his nobleman apart, he began thus to soothe himself in his own<br />

follies:<br />

Hast thou not heard, Vadislaus, nay, dost thou not know that kings are gods (and why<br />

gods, because they are kings); that a crown containeth a world of pleasures, and fortune<br />

ever cometh at the sight of a sceptre; that the majesty of a prince is like the lightning<br />

from the east, and the threats of a king like the noise of thunder? What saist thou,<br />

Vadislaus, are kings gods? What, dost thou so much abase thyself? Kings are more than<br />

gods, for Jupiter for all his deity was glad to reign a petty king in Crete; Saturn sued for<br />

the diadem of Italy; both gods, if poets say true, and yet both inferior unto thee in crown<br />

and kingdom. The <strong>tran</strong>salpine regions that border upon the Rhine are thine; thou art<br />

sole king in all those dominions. The stars fears to cross thee with any contrary aspect;<br />

the temple of peace opens her gates at thy presence. Rich thou art, featured thou art,<br />

feared thou art, happy thou art; [+to] conclude, all that may be said either of honour,<br />

favour or fortune, a king thou art, Vadislaus, yea, so surely seated in the monarchy as did<br />

the heavens oppose themselves against thy prosperity and happiness, their spite were in<br />

vain to determine thy ruin and overthrow. Therefore, Vadislaus, bring not contempt to<br />

such a royal dignity by too much familiarity. Disdain in a king is the figure of majesty.<br />

‘Tis glorious for princes to let their subjects fear at the thought of their sovereign. So<br />

then, Vadislaus, let this censure be ratified, and from henceforth use thy nobility as<br />

necessary members to perform thy command, but for companions, none, Vadislaus, but<br />

kings.<br />

At this he swelled, and being drunk with the dregs of his own folly, desirous to be<br />

soothed in this imagination he called unto him the County Selides, unto whom he uttered<br />

these words:<br />

Thou seest, Selides, I am a king, to be feared of men because honoured of the gods. Tell<br />

me freely without flattery, what dost thou think either of me or my government?<br />

The county, who all his lifetime had been a courtier, and yet never learned nor loved with<br />

Aristippus to be Dionysius’ spaniel, craved pardon of the king, which granted, he framed<br />

his talk in this manner:<br />

I cannot deny, mighty Sovereign, but kings are gods in that they ought to resemble their<br />

deities in government and virtue, but yet as the fairest cedar hath his water-boughs, the<br />

<strong>Modern</strong> <strong>spelling</strong> <strong>tran</strong>script copyright 2007 Nina Green All Rights Reserved

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