‘What book have you there, my lord?’ asked the king—while some of his courtiers stood near the door, and others gazed from the window on the moat and the swelling, towering mass of the keep. ’I like to know what books my friends read.’
’Sir, it is old master John Gower’s book of verses, entitled Confessio Amantis,’ answered his lordship.
‘It is a book I have never seen before,’ said the king, glancing at its pages.
‘Oh!’ returned the marquis, ’it is a book of books, which if your majesty had been well versed in, it would have made you a king of kings.’
‘Why so, my lord?’ asked the king.
‘Why,’ said the marquis, ’here is set down how Aristotle brought up and instructed Alexander the Great in all his rudiments, and the principles belonging to a prince. Allow me, sir, to read you such a passage as will show your majesty the truth of what I say.’
He opened the book and read:
’Among the vertues one is
chefe,
And that is trouthe, which
is lefe (dear)
To God and eke to man also.
And for it hath ben ever so,
Taught Aristotle, as he well
couth, (knew)
To Alisaundre, how in his
youth
He shulde of trouthe thilke
grace (that same)
With all his hole herte embrace,
So that his word be trewe
and pleine
Toward the world, and so certeine,
That in him be no double speche.
For if men shulde trouthe
seche,
And found it nought within
a king,
It were an unfittende thing
The worde is token of that
within;
There shall a worthy king
begin
To kepe his tunge and to be
trewe,
So shall his price ben ever
newe.’
’And here, sir, is what he saith as to the significance of the kingly crown, if your majesty will allow me to read it.’
‘Read on, my lord; all is good and true,’ said the king.
’The gold betokneth excellence,
That men shuld done him reverence,
As to her lege soveraine.
(their liege)
The stones, as the bokes saine,
Commended ben in treble wise.
First, they ben hard, and
thilke assise (that attribute)
Betokeneth in a king constaunce,
So that there shall be no
variaunce
Be found in his condicion.
And also by description
The vertue, whiche is in the
stones,
A verray signe is for the
nones
Of that a king shall ben honest,
And holde trewely his behest
(promise)
Of thing, which longeth to
kinghede.’ (belongeth)
’And so on—for I were loath to weary your majesty—of the colour of the stones, and the circular form of the crown.’
‘Read on, my lord,’ said the king.
Several passages, therefore, did the marquis pick out and read—amongst which probably were certain concerning flatterers—taking care still to speak of Alexander and Aristotle, and by no means of king and marquis, until at length he had ’read the king such a lesson,’ as Dr. Bayly informs us, ’that the bystanders were amazed at his boldness.’