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Salue

Salue \Sa*lue"\, v. t. [F. saluer. See Salute.] To salute. [Obs.]

There was no ``good day'' and no saluyng.
--Chaucer.

Usage examples of "salue".

Comme il allait se retirer, apres avoir salue madame Barincq et Anie, Barincq lui tendit la main.

Who comming to that soule-diseased knight,Could hardly him intreat, to tell his griefe:Which knowne, and all that noyd his heauie sprightWell searcht, eftsoones he gan apply reliefeOf salues and med'cines, which had passing priefe,And thereto added words of wondrous might:By which to ease he him recured briefe,And much asswag'd the passion of his plight,That he his paine endur'd, as seeming now more light.

There auncient Night arriuing, did alightFrom her nigh wearie waine, and in her armesTo Æsculapius brought the wounded knight:Whom hauing softly disarayd of armes,Tho gan to him discouer all his harmes,Beseeching him with prayer, and with praise,If either salues, or oyles, or herbes, or charmesA fordonne wight from dore of death mote raise,He would at her request prolong her nephews daies.

For that beastes teeth, which wounded you tofore,Are so exceeding venemous and keene,Made all of rusty yron, ranckling sore,That where they bite, it booteth not to weeneWith salue, or antidote, or other meneIt euer to amend: ne maruaile ought.

One day, as he was searching of their wounds,He found that they had festred priuily,And ranckling inward with vnruly stounds,The inner parts now gan to putrify,That quite they seem'd past helpe of surgery,And rather needed to be disciplindeWith holesome reede of sad sobriety,To rule the stubborne rage of passion blinde:Giue salues to euery sore, but counsell to the minde.

At last when as to her owne Loue she came,Whom like disguize no lesse deformed had,At sight thereof abasht with secrete shame,She turnd her head aside, as nothing glad,To haue beheld a spectacle so bad:And then too well beleeu'd, that which toforeIealous suspect as true vntruely drad,Which vaine conceipt now nourishing no more,She sought with ruth to salue his sad misfortunes sore.

Which Cambell seeing, though he could not salue,Ne done vndoe, yet for to salue his name,And purchase honour in his friends behalue,This goodly counterfesaunce he did frame.

Such wondrous science in mans wit to raineWhen Ioue auizd, that could the dead reuiue,And fates expired could renew againe,Of endlesse life he might him not depriue,But vnto hell did thrust him downe aliue,With flashing thunderbolt ywounded sore:Where long remaining, he did alwaies striueHimselfe wilth salues to health for to restore,And slake the heauenly fire, that raged euermore.