John Skelton — Why were ye Calliope embrawdered with letters of golde ?

Calliope; As ye may see, Regent is she Of poets all, Which gave to me The high degree Laureate to be Of fame royal; Whose name enrolled With silk and gold I dare be bold Thus for to wear. Of her I hold And her household; Though I wax old And sometime sere, Yet is she fain, Void of disdain, Me to retain Her servitor: With her certain I will remain As my sovereign Most of pleasure.