Institution for Adolescents of King Charles treschrestien
neufviesme of that name (1562)
Sire, that's not all than to be King of France,
must honor virtue Vostre childhood
For a king without virtue is the scepter in vain
And serves her burden, her support hand
Pource we say that the Thetis wife of Peleus,
After her child's skin burned
To make him immortal, the Prist in her lap And
night prevailed in Den Chiron, Chiron
noble Centaurus, end of him totake
The rarest virtues of his tender youth, And
science and art honoring his Achilles:
For the spirit of a great King shall know everything.
It should only wit, the art of war,
To keep the cities, or kicking the floor,
horses from biting, or against his harness
Receive thousand rounds of tournaments with lances: To wit, as he
must prepare an ambush
Or give a clew, or Camisade,
To habituate in battle, and much under the estandares
To order by artifice in his soldar. The Kings
brutaulx most such things are aware,
And the blood spilled their wreaths honor: All
and Lyons, who feel so
Of all the animals Estre veuze most fora,
When they repeuz a great Stag blouse
And have one filled fields of murder and carnage .
But Christians only consider their princes under
Proceed nor blood nor sword-sharp:
Ains by beautiful Mestia that the Muses SHALL,
And gravity all other surplus:
When the Muses are daughters of Jupiter
(which come from the Kings) deign to haunt the Kings,
They make them walk all reverence:
Loing their Magest banish ignorance,
And all filled with grace and divinity, The Parmy
are the people ordering Equity. They become
APRIS in the mathematical,
In the professional speaking, history and music,
In physiognomy, to wit, better late
Judging from their subjects only to see them. This science
sceut the young prince Achilles, valiant and Scava
Then he killed Troille
Phrygian On the field, and slew still
The pride of the magnanimous Hector angry, he slew Sarpedon
, killed by him Pentasilée
And the City of Troy was burnt.
This was formerly Theseus, Hercules, and Jason,
And all the valiant knights of the old season.
As you will too, if the Fates cruel slice
Do before the time frame Vostre news
For Charles, Your name so common in our Kings,
Name of Heaven back to France nine times, nine times
perfect number, which assembles as eyelash
For all its perfection three Triads,
monster that you have the Empire, and the renowned
There you go: eight Charles is named.
But as you must artifice
totake and youths to fight the vice.
must firstly totake in which you fear God
Estes Ymagis:
and wear in the middle of Your Heart's name, and his holy Parolles,
As the only relief which man console. After you
Want to earth prosper,
You should humbly honor your mother,
The fear and serve, who only mother
Do not use here, but to guard and father.
After he held the fault of your loy ayeulx,
Who were the Kings of earth, and are there hault on the skies: And
keep the people in his brain prints
The curious speech of a new sect. After he
fault learn to imagine,
other reason might not govern:
For all the evil that comes to man is born with extra
When Reason has the power Cuida:
Even as the body s 'has worked,
must be exercised Reason
in battling against the monstrous and faulse fantasy,
vain Lest the soul is not entered.
For it is not right wit, virtue,
It is also the vice cognoistre revestu
From a virtuous habit, which even more offense
monster it is honorable, and beautiful apare.
From there you totake you cognoistre well
And you ferred cognoissance you always: The true beginning for
virtues acroistre,
is (said Apollo) is soymesme cognoistre. He who is
cognoist, is master of himself alone, without Kingdom
And it is really a king.
Started donq well: then that so soon by age
are happy with man made body, and courage, he
fauldra of you in order totake Mesme,
A oyr your subjects, see, and ask
The cognoistre by name, and do them justice,
Honoring Virtue and correct the defect.
Unhappy are the kings who base their YUFA
On ayde a clerk: that through the eyes of another `
Voyent the Estate of the people, by the ear and oyente
From a false flatterer their tale marvel.
As Roy does not reign, or it reign in fear
(Especially since he does not know anything) to offend a flatterer. But
(Sire) or am I wrong in Seeing your grace
Or you will take a Roy's legitimate Place: You
Vostre ferred charge and as a mild prince
for Hearing and you will give to everyone.
Vostre Royal Palace in the presence cognoistrez:
And not a small point commetrez offense: If a driver must
, however slightly, on the sea,
desoubs II will ship the water gulfs.
also failed a king so slightly, the province
is lost, because the people willingly follows her prince.
Also for Roy Estre you think Deves
Want your subjects like a tyrant offend,
For as our body, Your body is mud
Small and large fortune is played:
All kingdoms are mundane and unravel,
And according wealth they come and go, And only last
not lit a flame is suddenly smitten
Who and suddenly consumed.
Now, sire, imitated God, who gave you
The scepter, and you did a great King crowned
Show mercy to him who begs,
Punissés the proud that arms in his folly, pushed
Do for by a man of dignity,
But choose the one who deserves it. Do
yawning for money estats ny, ny offices
Do Vaccani given to the first profits,
Suffer near you flatterers, do vanteurs,
Fuyés these wits fools who are just liars,
endures forever And the tongue slightly
Mesdisent Lords Lands strangers. Do
soyés point mocking nor too hault hand,
Remembering always that "you are human. Do your subjects
pillaged by ransom nor by size,
Do no reason nor wars nor battles, the Vostre
Kept clean, and property collected,
Because you happy to live Aves Asses.
If you please keep you without archers of the guard,
We need a good eye for the people watching you, love you without it
creinte and the mighty Kings
kept their Empire, and not by the harness. As
Royal ayes body soul Royalle,
Drawn to the people you hand liberalle,
And thought that the most pernicious evil
is a prince and sordid Avaritia.
Ayes around you people notable
And geese readily talk to your tables,
Soyés as their auditor was Vostre grandfather, Francis
This great who still lives in the coffin.
Soyés as a good prince in love with fame,
And that made you a story to fill
Time victorious, making you immortal
Like Charles the Great, or Charles Martel.
suffers only hurt the major popular
Suffer that the people at large could displease,
Vostre money Governed by wisdom and reason:
The prince who can not govern his house
His wife, his children and his household well,
Do sçauroit govern a great republic.
Think long time before that do some enacted
But if they will be soon put before the people,
they be for ever invincible power, because otherwise your laws
sentiroient childhood.
Do monsters never pompously vestu,
Clothing of Kings is the only virtue: What
your body sparkled in the glorious virtues,
And not your clothes precious pearls.
friends more that money you desirous monsters,
Princes without friends are always unhappy.
Ayme good people, who always want to look like
those of good.
Punissés the malignant and seditious: Do
soyés point sorrow, spite, not angry, but honest and
forecastle, on the face of Your
gentil'ame a nice testimonie.
Now, Sir, so far no one has the power
To chastise the kings who are not doing their duty,
Punissés you like manner, to the end that Justice
From God who is greater, not punish your mistakes . I dy
this powerful God whose empire is not the end of his throne, Who
sitting on the ground sees everything,
And every one is a égalles its justices. As far as the laborers
people Royalle:
suppliray Which I hold you in his law,
And you love him as he made his King David,
And as to make him quiet Vostre scepter:
For without the aid by the God force is unnecessary.
See also: The Supreme ideal, La Bruyere