WHan that Apprill with his shouris sote
And the droughte of marche hath ꝑcid þ
e rote
A
[...]
badid euery veyne in suche licour
Of whiche vertu
engendrid is the flour
Whanne zepherus
eke[?] with his sote breth
Enspirid hath in euery holte
and heth
The tendir croppis
[...]
and the yong sonne
Hath in the ram half his cours y ronne
And smale foulis mak
[...] melodie
That slepyn al nyght with opyn ye
So prikith hem nature in her corage
Than longyng folk to gon on pilgremage
And palmers to seche straunge londis
To serue halowis couthe in sondry londis
And specially fro euery shiris ende
Of yngelond to Cauntirbury thy wende
The holy blisful martir forto seke
That them hath holpyn when they were seke
ANd fil in that seson on a day
In Suthwerk atte tabard as I lay
Redy to wende on my pilgremage
To Cauntirbury with deuout corage
That nyght was come in to that hosterye
Wel nyne & twenty in a companye
Of sondry folk be auenture y falle
In feleship as pilgrymys were they alle
That toward Cauntirbury wolden ryde
The chambris
and the stablis were wyde
And wel were they
esid atte beste
[Page]
And shortly whan the sonne was at reste
So
had I spokyn with hem euerichon̄
That I was of her feleship anon̄
And made
forward erly fo
[...]to ryse
To take our wey there as I you deuyse
But natheles whiles that y haue tyme & space
Or that y ferth
[...]r in this tale pace
Me thynketh that it were accordaunt to reson
To telle you al the condicion
Of eche of hem so as it
semed me
And whiche they were
and of what degre
And in what
[...]ray eke they w
[...]ren ynne
AN
[...] at a knyght I wil begynne
A kn
[...]ght ther was a worthy man
That fro the tyme he first began
To riden out he
loued chyualrye
Trouthe
and honour fredom
and
[...]urtesye
Ful worthy he was in his l
[...]rdis werre
And therto hadde he riden noman ferre
And as wel in cr
[...]stendom as in hethenesse
And euer had
[...]e honour for his worthynesse
At al
[...]saundre he was whan it was wonne
Ful ofte tyme he
had the
boord begonne
A houen alle nacions in pruce
In lettowe hadde he
reysed
and in ruse
No cristen man so eften tymes as he
In granade at the sege eke hadde he be
In algrith hadde he riden
and in belmarie
At
[...]artage was he
and eke at satalye
[Page]Whanne they were wonne
and in the grete see
At many at nobil aryue hadde be he
At mortal bataillis
had he be fiften
[...]
And foughte for oure feith at Tramyss
[...]ne
In l
[...]stis thries
and hath sleyn his foo
This ilke worthy knyght hadde be also
Som tyme with the
lord of Palathie
Agayn another he then man in Turkye
And euermore he hadde a souerayn price
And though he was worthy he was wise
And of his port as meke as a ma
[...]de
He neuer yet vilayns worde sayde
In al his lif to nomaner wight
He was a gentil parfight knyght
Forto telle you of his aray
His bois were gode but he was not gay
Of
[...]us
[...]ian he wered a gippioun
Al be
smered with his habergeon̄
For he was late come
[...]ro his viage
And sente forto do his pilgremage
WIth hym ther was a semely
yong squy
[...]r
A louer
and a lusti bacheler
With lockis
[...] as they were leyd in presse
Of twenty yer of age he was I gesse
Of his stature he was of euene lenghte
And wonderly deliuer & greet of strenghte
And he
had be som tyme in ch
[...]ualrye
In Flaundris in Artoise
and in Picardye
And born hym wel as of a litil space
[Page]In hope to stonden in his ladies grace
Enbrowded was he as it were a mede
Al ful of fressh flouris white
and rede
Syngynge he was or floytynge al day
He was as fressh as is the moneth of may
Short was his gowne with sleuys longe & wyde
Wel couthe he sicte on hors & therto fair ryde
He couthe
song make
and wel endyte
Iuste
and daunce portreye
and eke wryte
So hote he
loued that be nyghter tale
He slepte nomore than a nyghtyngale
Curteys he was lowly
and seruisabyl
He carf beforn̄ his fader at the tabyl
A Yeman hadde he
and seruauntis nomo
At that tyme for he list to ryde so
And he was
cled in cote
and
hood of grene
A sheef of arowes bright
and shene
Vnder his
[...]elt he baar ful thriftely
Wel coude he dresse his takyl yomanly
His arowis
droup
[...]d not with fetheris lowe
And in his
hond he baar a mighty bowe
A n
[...]t
h
[...]d he had
[...] with a broun visage
Of wodemannes craft coude he al the vsage
Op on his arme he bare agay bracer
And by his side a
swerd
and a bokeler
And on that other side a gay daggare
Harneysed wel
and sharp as poynt of spere
A Cristofir on his brest ful shene
An horn he baar a bawdryk grene
[Page]A forster was he sothly as I gesse
THere was also a nonne a prioresse
That of hir smylynge was simpil & koy
Here grettest oth was be seynt loy
And she was clepid dame Eglentyn̄
Ful wel she
song seruise diuine
Entoyned in hir boys ful semely
And frensh she spak ful fetously
Aftir the scole of stratforde at the bowe
For frensh of Paris was to hir vnknowe
At mete wel taught was she with al
She lete no morsel fro hir lippis fal
Ne wete hire fingres in hir sauce depe
Wel coude she cary a morsel of mete
That no drope fil on hir brest
In curtesie was set ful mykil hir lest
Hir ouerlippe wiped she so clene
That in hir cup ther was no
ferthyng sene
Of grece whan she hadde dronke her draught
Ful semely aftir hir mete she raught
And sikirly she was of greet disport
Of plesaunce
and amyable of port
And
peyned here to countrefete chiere
Of courte to be statly of manere
And to be holde digne of reuerence
But forto speke of hir conscience
She was so charitable
and so pietous
She wolde wepe
and she saw a mous
Kawght in a trappe if it were deed or bledde
[Page]Of smale houndis hadde she that she fedde
With cost flesh mylke
and wastel
beed
But sore wepte she if ony of hem were
ded
Or if men smoot hem with
yerd smert
And al was conscience
and tendir hert
Ful semely hir wympil
pynched was
Her nose tretise here yen grey as glas
Her mouth smal
and therto softe
and
reed
But sikirly she hadde a fair
forheed
It was almost a span brode I trow
For hardly she was not vnder grow
Ful setice was her cloke as I was waar
Of smal coral aboute her harm she baar
A peyre of bedis
gauded al with grene
And there on
houg a brothe ful shene
O
[...] whiche that first was wryte a
cronn
[...]d A
And aftir that amor vincit omnia
ANother Nonne with hir ther was
F
[...] fair of hewe
and bright of faas
That was her chapeleyn
and prestis thre
A monk ther was fair for the maistre
Whiche afore that tyme hadde be
An out ryder he
loued venore
A manly man to be an abbot able
Ful many a deynte hors hadde he in stabil
And when he
wod men mighte his bridil here
Gyngelynge & whistelinge in the
wynd clere
And eke as lowde as doth the chapel belle
There as the
lord was keper of the sell
[...]
[Page]The rewle of saint Maure & of saint Benet
Be cause he held it somwhat streyt
This ilke monk lete olde thinges passe
And held aftir the newe worlde the space
He yaf not of the text a pullet h
[...]nne
That seith that hunters be not holy men
Ne that a monk whenne that he is rechelees
Is lik to a fish when it is waterlees
This is to say a monk oute of a cloistre
But that texte holde I not worth an oistre
And I say that his opinion̄ was
good
What sholde he stodye
and make hym
wood
Vp on a book alwey in cloistir to powre
Or swynke with hondis
and laboure
As austyn dide. but hou shal the worlde be serued
Let austyn haue his swynk to hym reserued
Therfore he was a pricasour a right
Grehoundis he hadde as mylk whit
Of prykynge
and of huntynge for the hare
Was al his lust for no
thing wolde he spare
I saw his sleuys
purfiled at the
hond
With grice
and that the fynest of a
lond
And forto fastyn his
hood vnder the chynne
He h
[...]dde of golde wrought a corious pynne
And eke his face as he
had be anoynt
He was a
lord fat
and in
good poynt
His yen steep
and rollynge in his
heed
That
ste
[...]yd as a furneys of
leed
His bootis sowpil his hors in gret astate
[Page]Now certenly he was a feir prelate
He was not pale as a
forpyned gost
A fat swan
loued he lest of ony rost
His palfrey was as broun as a bery
A Frere t
[...]r was awanton̄ & a mery
A lymytour
and a ful solemne man
In alle the ordris four is non that so wel can
So moche of daliaunce
and fair langage
He hadde made meny a fair mariage
Of
[...]onge wommen at his owen cost
Vntil his ordre he was an nobil post
Ful
[...]elbel
[...]ued
and ful famulier was he
W
[...]h frankeleyns ouer al in his contre
And with worthy yemen of the toun
Fo
[...] he hadde p
[...]wer of confession
A
[...]d plesaunt was his absolucion
[...]o them that
had grete contricion
And sa
[...]de hym s
[...]lf more than a curat
And of his ordre he was licenciat
And an esi man to yeue penaunce
Th
[...]re he wiste to haue
good pitaunce
Vnto a poure ordre forto yeue
Whan that a man is wel I shryue
Yf he yaf he durste make a vaunt
Yf that a man was repentaunt
Many a man so
hard is of herte
He may not wepe though he sore smerte
Therfore in stede of wepynge
and praiers
Men moste yeue siluer to the poure freris
[Page]His tipet was I fossid ful of knyuys
And with pynnys to yeue faire wyuys
And certeyn he hadde amery note
Merily coude he synge
and pleye at the rote
Of tidyngis he baar vtterly the pryce
Milk whit he was as the flour delyce
Therto
strong he was as a champioun
And knew the tauernys wel in euery toun
And euery osteler
and tapstere
Better than̄ a lazer or a beggestere
Forto vnto suche a man as he
Accordith not as by his faculte
To haue of suche sike lazers acqueyntaunce
It is not honest it may not a vaunce
Forto dele with suche poraille
But with riche
and sellers of vitaille
And ouer al there as richesse sholde aryse
Curteis he was
and lowly of seruise
Ther was no man nowhere so vertuous
He was the beste beggere in his
[...]ous
For though a wydowe hadde not a shoo
So plesaunt was his in prin
[...]ipio
Yet wolde he haue a
ferthing or
[...]e went
His purchace was bettir than̄ his rent
And barke he couthe as it were a whelpe
In louedayes there coude he mykyl help
For there he nas lik a cloisterer
With a threedbare cope as a poure frere
But he was like a maister or a pope
[Page]Of dub
[...]yl worstede was his semy cope
That
round was as a belle out of presse
Somwhat he
lispyd for his wantownesse
To make his english swete vp on his tunge
And in his harpynge whan he
had I
[...]unge
His yen̄
twyn
[...]lyd in his
hed a right
As doon the sterris in the frosty nyght
This worthy frere was
callyd
hubberd
A Marchaunt ther was with a
forkid
berd
In motley on high on his hors he sat
Vp on his
hed a flaundres beuer hat
His
[...]eet
[...]
claspid fe
[...]re
and fetously
His resons he spak ful solempnely
S
[...]wynge alwey the encrece of his w
[...]nnynge
He wo
[...]de the see were kept for ony thynge
B
[...]twixt Middelburgh
and Orew
[...]lle
[...]ell coude he in his eschaunges selle
This worthy man his witte ful wel besette
Th
[...]r wi
[...]e no wight that he was in dette
So esta
[...]ly was he of gouernaunce
W
[...]th his bargayns
and with his cheuesaunce
For sothe he was a worthy man with alle
A But soth to say I not how men hym calle
Cl
[...]rk ther was of Oxenforde also
That vnto logik hadde longe I go
As lene was his hors as a rake
And he was not right fat I vndertake
But
lokyd holow
and therto sobirly
Ful threedbare was his ouerest courtby
[Page]For he hadde gote hym yet no benefice
Ne was not wordly to haue an office
For hym was leuyr to haue at his beddis
hed
Twenty bokys I
clad in whit
and
reed
Of Aristotle
and of philosophie
Thanne robis riche or fidil or sawtrie
But al be that he was a philosophre
Yet hadde he but litil
gold in cofre
But al that he mighte of his frendis haue help
On bokis
and on lernynge he it spent
And besely gan for the soulis praye
Of hem that yaf hym wherwith to scolaye
Of study took he most cure
and hede
Not o
word spak he more than nede
Short
and quyk
and high of sentence
Sownyng moral vertu was his prudence
And gladly wolde he lerne
and gladly teche
And ther with ful softe was his speche
A Sergeante of lawe waar
and wis
[...]
was there that ofte hadde be at the ꝑuyse
That was also riche of excellence
Discrete he was
and of gret reuerence
He semyd suche his wordis were so wise
Iustice he was ful ofte in assise
Be patent
and be playn commission
For his science
and his high renoun
Of fees
and robis hadde he many on
So gret a purchasour was ther nowher non
Al was fee symple to hym in effect
[Page]His purchace mighte not be to hym suspect
No where so besy a man as
[...]e ther was
And yet he
semyd besier than he was
In teermes hadde he was & domes alle
That fro the tyme of
kyng william were falle
Therto he coud
[...] endite
and make a
thing
Ther coude no wight pynche at his
writing
And euery statut coude he pleyn be rote
He
rood but homely in a medle cote
I gr
[...]t with a s
[...]ynt of silk with barris smale
Of his ara
[...] telle I no lenger tale
A Frankeleyn was in his companye
White was his
berd as the deysie
And of his complexion was sanguyn
Wel
loued he be the morow a cup wyn
To lyue in delite was euer his wone
For he was Epicurices owen sone
That
[...]ld oppinion that pleyn delite
Was verray felicite parfite
An housholder
and that a gret was he
Saynt Iulian
[...]e was in his contre
Hi
[...]
breed his a
[...] was alwey aftir one
A bett
[...]r
vyned man was nowher none
Withoute bake mete was he neuer in his hous
His fissh his flessh
and that so plentuous
It shewde in his hous of mete
and drynke
Of alle deyntees that men couthe thynke
Aftir the sundry seson of the yeer
So
chaunged he his mete
and his soper
[Page]Ful many a fat partrich hadde
[...]e in mewe
And meny a brem
and luce in ste
[...]e
Wo was his cook but his sawce were
Poynant
and sharp
and redy al his geer
His tabil dormaunt in his halle alway
Was redy
couered al the longe day
At sessions ther was he
lord
and sire
Ful ofte tyme he was knyght of the shire
A lace
and a gipser of silk
Hyng at his girdil as white as morow mylk
A shereue hadde he be
and a coronour
Was nowhere suche a worthy vauesour
AN habirdassher ther was
and a carpenter
A webbe a dyer
and a tapiser
And they where clothed alle in olyuere
Of a solempne
and a greet fraternite
Ful fressh
and newe her geer piked was
Here knyuys chapid were not with bras
But al with siluer wrought ful clene
[...] wel
Here girdelis
and hir powchis eueridel
Wel semed eche of hem a fair burgeis
To sitten in the
yeld halle at the deys
Enerich for the wisedom that he can
Was happely forto he an aldirman
For cateill hadde they ynow
and rent
And here wyuys wolde it wel assent
And ellis certayn they were to blame
Hit is ful fair to be
callyd madame
And go to vigillis al before
[Page]
And haue a mantel rially I bore
A Cook they hadde with hem for the nonys
To boylle the chekens & the mary bonys
And powder marchaunt tart
and galingale
Wel knew he a draughte of london ale
He coude roste sethe boyle
and frye
Make mortrewys
and wel bake a pye
But gret harm was it as it thoughte me
For on his chynne a Marmoyl hadde he
And blank Manger made he with the best
A Shipman was ther that
woned fer bewest
For ought I woot he was of dertemouth
He
r
[...]od vp a rowney as he cowth
In a gowne foldynge to the kne
A daggar
and a lace hangynge
had he
A
[...]te his necke vnder his arm adoun
The hote somer hadde made his hewe al broun
And certaynly he was a good felawe
Ful many a draughte wyn he hadde drawe
Fro burdeu
[...]
ward whyle the chapman sleep
Of conscience took he no keep
At ful many abataylle in that
lond
He faught
and hadde the higher
hond
But of his craft to reken wel his tyde
His stremys
and his daungers hym beside
Ther was non suche from hul in to Cartage
For wyse he was though he were ful of corage
Hardy he was
and wa
[...]r to vndertake
With many a tempest his
berd hath quake
[Page]He knew alle the hauenes that ther were
Fro
yngelond in to the Capfenester
And euery cryke in brytayne
and in spayne
His barge was
called the Maudeleyne
WIth vs there was a doctour of phisik
In the worlde was ther non̄ hym lik
To speke of phisik
and furgerye
For he was
groundid in Astronomye
He kepte his paciente a greet deel
In hour be magik natureel
Wel couthe he of fortune the accident
Of his ymage for his pacient
He knew the cause of euery maladye
Were it of
cold hete moyst or drye
And were
engendred of what humour
He was a very parfight practesour
The cause he knew
and of his harm the rote
Anon̄ he yaf the sikman his bote
For redy alway be his apotecarye
[...]
To sende hym drugges & his lettewaryes
For eche of them made other forto wynne
Her frendship was not newe to begynne
Ful wel knew he the olde Estulapius
And
diascorid
and eke Platearius
Olde ypocras. haly
and eke Galiene
Serapion̄ rasis
and eke Auicene
Anorrois damascene
and Constantyn
Bernard Gatisden
and Gilbertyn
Of his diete mesurable was he
[Page]For it was of no
[...]uperfluyte
But of greet norisshinge
and digestible
His stody was but litil on the bybyll
In sangwen
and in perce I
clad with all
Lyned with taffata
and whit sandall
And li
[...]il he was of his disp
[...]nce
He kepte that he whan in the pestelence
For
gold in phisik is a cordial
Therfore he
loued
gold in special
A Good wif ther was of beside bat
[...]e
And she was s
[...]md
[...]l deef: þ
• was scathe
Of cloth makynge
had she suche an haunt
She
pass
[...]d h
[...]m of y
[...]e or of gaunt
In al th
[...] pariss
[...]e wif was ther non
That to the offrynge before hir sholde goon
And if t
[...]:
did certayn wroth was she
Th
[...]n was she oute of al charite
Her kerch
[...]uys ful f
[...]n w
[...]re of
ground
I durste swere they
w
[...]y
[...]d thre
pound
That on a sunday were on hir
hed
Her h
[...]syn were of fyne scarlit
reed
Ful streyte I
teyd
and shoos ful newe
Bold was her face fair &
reed of
[...]ewe
She was a worthy Womman al hir lyue
Hushondis at the chr
[...]che dore hadde she fyue
Withoute o
[...]her company in youthe
But her of ned
[...]th not to speke as nowthe
At acres
had she been
and at Iherusaleme
She
had
passid thouron many a stronge re
[...]e
[Page]At rome she
had be
and at Babiloyne
At saint Iames in Galis
and at Coloyne
She coude moche of wandrynge in the wey
Gap
tothid was she sothly to sey
Vp on an Ambeler ful esely she sat
I
wymplid wel & on hir
hed an hat
As
brood as it were a bokeler or a targe
A foot mantil aboute hir hippis large
And on hir helis a peire of sporis sharpe
In feleship coude she lawhe
and
carpe[?]
Of remedyes of loue she counde ꝑchaunce
For of that art she coude the daunce
A
Good man ther was of Religion
And was a poure parson of a toun
But riche he was
and holy of werk
He was also a
lerned man & a clerk
That cristis gospell is trewly wolde preche
His parishons deuoutly wolde he teche
Benigne he was
and wonder diligent
And in aduersite ful pacient
And suche he was
proued ofte sithes
Ful loth were he to curse for his tithis
But rathir wolde he
yeue[?] out of doute
Vnto his poure parishons aboute
Of his offringe
and of his sustenaunce
He coude in lityl
thing haue suffisaunce
Wide was his parish
and housis fer a sondir
But he let not for rayn ne for thundir
In siknesse ner in myschief to visite
[Page]The ferrest in his parish more
and lite
Vp on his feet
and in his
hond a staf
This nobil ensample vnto his sheep he yaf
That first he wroughte &
aftirward taughte
Out of the gospell the wordis he caughte
And this figure he
ekyd therto
That if
gold ruste what sholde Iren do
For a preest to be foul in whom we truste
No wonder is a
lowd man to ruste
And shame it is yf a preest take kepe
A slotty shepherde
and a clene shepe
Wel oughte a preest ensample to yeue
Be his clennesse how his sheep sholde lyue
Be sette not his benefice to hire
And lete his sheep acombre in the myre
And renne to london to saint Poulis
And seke hym a chauntrie for soulis
Othir with a bretherhede to be witholde
But duolle at hoom
and kepe his folde
So that the wolf ne hadde the maistrye
He was a sheepherde
and not a mercenarye
And though he holy were
and vertuous
He was nat to a sinfulman to despitous
But in his speche discreet
and benigne
Ne of his
techyng daungerous ne digne
To drawe
[...]olk to heuen with fairnesse
Be
good
[...]nsampyl this was his besinesse
But it
[...]e ony persone obstinat
Whethe
[...]t were of high or lowe astat
[Page]Hym wolde he snybbe sharply for the nonys
A better preest I trow nowhere non̄ is
He
waited aftir no pompe ne reverence
He hadde no
spiced conscience
But cristis lore
and his apostelis twelue
He taughte but first he
folowed hym selue
With him ther was a polowmā was his broder
That hadde
led of
dung many a fother
A trewe swynker
and a
good was he
Leuynge in pees
and parfit charite
God
loued he best with al his herte
At alle tymes they he
gamed or smerte
And than his neyghebour right as hym self
He wolde thresshe
and therto digge
and delf
For cristis sake for euery poure wight
Withoute hire if it lay in his myght
His tithes payde he bothe faire
and wel
Of his propir swynk
and his catel
In a
tabard he
rood vp on a mere
There was also a reue
and eek a Millere
A somp nour
and a pardoner also
A Mancipill
and my self ther was no mo
THe millere was a stout carle for the nonys
Ful
big he was of braun
and bonys
That
proued wel for euer there he cam
At wrastlynge alwey he wolde haue the ram
He was short
shuldred a thicke quarre
Ther was no dore that he nolde
[...]eue of the barr
[...]
Or breke it at rennynge with his
hed
[Page]His berde as ony sowe or wey was
reed
And therto
b
[...]ood as it were a spade
Vp on the cop of his nose he hade
A werte
and ther ou
s
[...]ood a tufte of heris
Rede as the beustelis of a sowes eris
His nostrellis blak were
and wyde
A
swerd
and a bokeler baar
[...]e be his syde
His mouth as greet as is a furneys
He was a Ia
[...]geler
and a ioly hardeys
And that w
[...]s most of synne & harlotryes
Wel coude
[...]e stele corn
and tolle thryes
And that he hadde a thomb
[...] of
go
[...] pard
[...]
Awhit cote
and a blew
ho
[...]d
weryd he
A bagge py
[...]e coude he blowe
and sowne
And there with he broughte out of towne
A Gentyl Mancipyl was ther of the tempyl
Of whiche a catour m
[...]ghte take ensampyl
[...]o
[...]to
[...]e
[...]yse in byinge of vitayl
For
[...]eth
[...]r he pa
[...]e or took be tayl
Alg
[...]te he
waytyd so on his acate
That he was a
[...] before
and in
good state
Now is nat that of
god a fair grace
That suche a
lewd mannys witte shal pace
The wisedom of an heep of
lerned men
Of maistris hadde he moo than thries ten
That were of lawe
[...]ert
and corious
Of whiche ther were a dosen in that hous
Worthy to be stuardis of rente
and londe
Of ony
lord that is in
Engelond
[Page]To make hym lyue be his owen
good
In honour detles but he were
wood
Othir lyue scarsely as hym list desire
And forto helpe al the shire
In ony cause that myghte falle or happe
And this mancipill set al her cappe
A Reue ther was a slendir colerik man
His
berd is shaue as nygh as he can
His heris were be his eris rounde I shore
His top was
dockid lik a prest before
Ful longe were his leggis
and ful lene
Lik a staf ther nys no calf I sene
Wel coude he kepe a garner
and a bynne
Ther was non auditour coude of hym wynne
Wel wiste he be the droughte
and be the rayn̄
The yeldynge of his
seed
and of his greyn̄
His lordis sheep his neet
and his deirie
His swyne his hors his stoor
and his pultrie
Was hoolly in this reuys gouernynge
And by his couenaunt yaf the rekenynge
Seth his
lord was twenty yeer of age
Ther coude noman brynge hym in rerage
Ther nas bailly ne noon other hyne
That coude his sleyghte or his couyne
They were of hym a
drad as of the deth
His wonynge was fair vp on an heth
With grene treys
shadowed was his place
He coude better than his
lord purchace
Ful riche he was
astored pryuely
[Page]His
lord he coude please discretly
To yeue ayen to hym of his owen
good
And haue thank & yet acote
and an
hood
In yongthe he hadde
lerned a
good mystere
He was a wel
good wright a Carpentere
This reue sat vpon awel
good stot
That was al pomel gray
and highte scot
A
long surco
[...]e of Perce vp on hym he hadde
And by his s
[...]de he baar a rusty bladde
Of Norfolk was this reue of whiche I telle
Be syde a toun men calle Baldiswelle
Tuckyd he was as is a frere aboute
And euer he
rood the hynderest of the rowte
ASompnour with vs was in that place
That hadde a
reed cherubyn face
For sawsfleme he was with yen narow
[...]ot he was
and likerous as a sparow
With blake browes
skallid
and
pilled
berd
Of his visage children were a
fe
[...]d
Ther nas qu
[...]ksiluer litarge ne bremstone
Borace ceruse ne oyle of tartre none
Ne oynement that ichith or byte
That mighte helpe of his welkis white
Ne of his knobbis sittynge in his chekys
Well
l
[...]u
[...]d he oynous garleek
and lekys
And forto drynke
reed wyne as
red as
blood
Than wolde he speke & crye as he wer
wood
And whan he hadde wel dronke the wyn
Than wolde he speke no
word but latyn
[Page]A fewe termes hadde he two or thre
That he hadde
lerned of
[...]um man of degre
No wondir is he herde it al the day
And eke ye knowe wel that a Iay
Can clepe watte as wel as the pope
But who coude hym in other thingis grope
Than
had he spent al his philosofie
A questio quid queris wolde he crye
He was a gentil harlot
and a kynde
A better felow sholde noman fynde
He wolde suffre for a quart of wyn̄
A
good felow to haue his concubyn̄
A twelf monthe & excuse hym at the fulle
Ful pryuely a finche eke coude he pulle
And yf he
fond owher a
good felawe
He wolde teche hym anon to haue awe
In suche caas of the archedekenes cures
But yf mannys soule were in his purs
For in his purs he sholde
punysshyd be
Purs is the archedekenes helle sayde he
But wel I woot he
lied in dede
Of cursynge owght eche man to drede
For cursynge wil sle right as
soyling saueth
And also ware hym of significaint
In daunger hadde he at his owen gise
Alle the yonge girlis of the diocyse
And knew of hir counseil & was of her rede
A
garlond he hadde set vp on his hede
As greet as it were an alestalk
[...]
[Page]A bokeler hadde he
maad hym of a Cake
WIth hym ther
rood a gentil pardone
[...]
Of rouncyuale his
frend & his comper
That streight was come fro the pope of rome
Ful lowde he
song com hidir lene grom
This sompnour baar to hym a styf burdon
Was neuer trompe of half so greet a soun
This pardoner hadde heer as yelow as wex
And smothe it
hyng as doth a strike of flex
By
[...]ounses
[...]yng his lockis that he hadde
And there with his sholdris ouer spradde
But than it lay be Culpous one
and one
An
hood for
cold
wered he none
For it was
trussed vp on his walet
Hym thoughte he
rood vp on the newe get
S
[...]ss
[...]euyld saue his cappe he
rood albare
[...]uc
[...]e glarynge yen hadde he as hath an hare
His walet beforn hym
had he in his lappe
A verna
[...]le hadde
[...]e
sowid vp on his cappe
Brecte ful of pa
[...]do
[...] com f
[...]o rome al hoot
Avois he hadde as smal as hath a goot
No
berd hadde he ne neuer sholde haue
As moche was it as it were newe shaue
I trowe he were a
geldyng or a mare
But of his
[...]aft from Berwik vnto ware
Ne was ther nowher suche a pardoner
For in his male he hadde a pilow beer
Whiche that he sayde was our ladies veyll
He sayde he hadde a gobet of the seyll
[Page]That saint Petir hadde whan that he went
Vp on the se til Iesus crist hym hent
He hadde a cros of laton ful of stones
And in a glas he hadde piggis bones
But with thise reliques whan that he
fond
A poure person dwellynge vp on
lond
Vp on a day he gat hym more mone
Than the person gat in monethis thre
And thus hath he
feyned flateriez & Iapis
He made the parson
and the pepill his apis
But trewli to telle at the last
He was in chirche an noble ecclesiast
Well coude he rede a lesson or a story
But alderbest he
song an offretory
For wel he wiste whan that
song was sunge
He moste preche
and file a while his t
[...]nge
To wynne siluer as he wel can
Therfore he
song the merier than
NOw haue I tolde you shortly in a claus
[...]
The state the aray the nombre & the caus
[...]
Why that
assembled was this companye
In Sowthwerk at this gentil hostelrye
That highte the
Taberd faste by the belle
But now is tyme to you forto telle
How that we hare vs that ilke nyght
Whan that we were in the hostry a light
And aftir wil I telle of our viage
And al the remenaunt of our pilgremage
But first I you pray of your curtasye
[Page]That ye ne rekene nat my vilonye
Though that I playnly speke in this matere
To telle you here wordis
and hir chere
And though I speke here wordis propirly
For this ye knowe as wel as I
Who shal a
[...]ale telle aftir a man
He moste reherce as nere as he can
Eu
[...]r
[...]
[...]rd yf it be in his charge
[...] so rudely
and so large
[...] moste telle his tale vntrewe
[...]hyngis or f
[...]yne wordis newe
[...] spare al though he were his bro
[...]h
[...]r
[...] wel say o
word as anoth
[...]r
[...]
[...]ym self ful brode in holy wat
[...] wrot no vilany is it
[...] saith who so can it rede
[...] muste be c
[...]syn to the dede
[...]ls
[...]
[...]
[...]ray you for yeue it me
[...] I sette not folk in her degre
Her
[...] thyse t
[...]les as they sholde stonde
My
[...] short ye may w
[...]l vnderstonde
GR
[...]t
[...]h
[...]re made our o
[...]t to
[...]
[...]u
[...]ichon̄
And to sopere sette vs anon̄
He
serued is with vitayll at the beste
Strong was the wyne & drynke vs liste
A semely man our host was with alle
Forto be a marchal in a lordes halle
A large man he was with yen stepe
A feyrer burgeys is ther non in chepe
[Page]
Bold of his speche
and wel was I taught
And of manhood lacked he right nought
Eke therto was he right a mery man
And aftir s
[...]pp
[...]r to pleyn he began
And spak of myrthe
among other thinges
Whan that we hadde made our rekenynges
He sayde thus now lordynges treuly
Ye be to me right welcome hertly
For be my trowthe yf I shal not ly
I saw not this
[...]er so mery a companye
At onys in th
[...]
[...]rborow as now
Feyne wolde I
[...] you myrthe yf I wiste bow
And of my my
[...]the I am right now be thought
To do you ese
and it shal coste you nought
Ye go to Caun
[...]bury god you spede
The blisful martir quyte your mede
And wel ye woo
[...] as ye go be the weye
Ye shappyn you to
[...]lke
and to pleye
For trewly com
[...]t ne myrthe is non̄
To ride be the w
[...]dom as a stoon̄
And therfore
[...] I make you disport
As I sayde erst an
[...] do you comfort
And if it liketh y
[...]u alle be on assent
Forto ston
[...]e at m
[...] iugement
And forto worke
[...]s I shal you say
To morow whan y
[...]
[...]iden on the way
Now be my fader so
[...] that is
ded
But ye be mery I shal y
[...]u
[...] you my
[...]ed
Hold vp your
hond withoute more speche
[Page]Our counsel shal not longe be to seche
Vs thoughte it was not worth to make vs wyse
And
graunted hym withoute more avyse
And
bad hym saye his verdit as hym list
Lordynges
qd he now herkeneth for the best
But take it not I pray you in disdeyne
This is the poynt to speke it short & pleyne
That eche of you to shorte with your weye
In this v
[...]age shal telle talis tweye
To
Cauntirburyward I mene it so
And
homward he shal telle other talis to
Of auerturis that whilom haue befalle
And whiche of you berith hym best of alle
That is to sey that tellith in this case
Tales of best sentence
and most solace
[...]hal haue a soper of oure alther cost
[...]ere in this place sittynge by this post
Whan that ye come ayen from Caunterbury
And forto make you the more mery
I wil m
[...] self go with you
and ryde
Right at myn owen cost
and be your gyde
And who that wol my iugement with say
Shortly shal paye all that is spent be the way
And if ye vouchesauf that it be soo
Tel me anone withoute wordis moo
And I wil hertly shape me therfore
This
thing was
graunted & othis swore
With ful
glad herte & preyen hym also
That he wolde vouches
[...]uf to do so
[Page]
And that he wolde be our gouernour
And of oure talis Iuge
and reportour
And sette a soper at a certayn pryce
And wol be rewlid at his deuyce
High
and lowe
and alle be on assent
We be
accorded to the Iugement
And there vp on the wyne was set anone
We dronk
and to reste went we echone
With oute euy lenger taryynge
Amorow whan the day gan sprynge
Vp roos our host
and was al our cok
And
gadred vs alle in a flok
And forth we riden lityl more than a paas
Vnto the waterynge of saint Thomas
And there oure hoste gan his hors areste
And sayde harkeneth lordingez yf ye liste
Ye woot our
forward
and I you recorde
Yf
euensong
and morow song acorde
Let se now who shal telle the firste tale
As euyr moot I drynke wyne or ale
Who so wil be rebel to my iugement
Shal paye for al that is be the way spent
NOw draw art or that ye further twynne
Whiche shal the firste tale begynne
Sire knyght
quod he my maister & my
lord
Drawith cut for that is myn
accord
Cometh hithir
quod he my lady Prioresse
And ye sire clerk let be your shamefastnesse
Ne stody not ley on
hond euery man
[Page]Anon to withdrawe euery wight began
And shortly to telle as it was
Were it be auenture fortune or caas
The soth is this the cut fil on the knyght
Of whiche ful blithe &
glad is euery wight
And telle h
[...] moste as it was reson
Be
fo
[...]ward
and be composicion
As ye haue
herd what nedith wordis moo
And whan this good man saw that it was soo
As
[...] that was wyse
and obedie
[...]
To
[...] hi
[...]
forward be his fre assent
[...] s
[...]yde sithne
[...] I shal begynne the game
What welcom be cut a goddis name
Now lat vs ryde & herkyn what I say
And with that
word we riden forth on the way
And
[...]e began with right a mery chere
And sayde anone his tale as ye shul here
[...]Here begynneth the knyghtis tale.
WHilom as olde story telleth vs
Th
[...]r was a duke that highte Theseus
Of thebes he was
lord
and gouernour
And in his tyme suche a conquerour
That gretter was ther none vnder sonne
Ful many a riche contre
had he wonne
That with his wisedom
and chiualrye
He
conque
[...] al the regne of femenye
That whilom was
cleped Cithea
And
wedded the quene Ipolita
And broughte h
[...]r home in to his contre
[Page]With moche glorie
and solempnite
And eke hir yonge suster Emelye
And thus with victory
and melodye
Lete I this worthy duke to Athenes ryde
And al his oost in armes hym besyde
And certis if it nere to
long to here
I wolde haue tolde fully the matere
How wonne was the regne of femenye
Be Theseus
and by his cheualrye
And of the grete bataille for the nonys
Betwix athenes
and amasones
And how
beseged was Ipolita
The faire lady quene of Cith
[...]a
And of the feste tha
[...] was at hir weddynge
And of the tempest at hir hom comynge
But al thinge I moot as now forbere
I haue
god woo
[...] a large feld to ere
And week
[...]n the o
[...]n in the plow
The remenant of my tale is
long ynow
I wil not lette
[...]k
[...] none of this rowte
Let euery felow
[...]elle his tale aboute
And let se now who shal the souper wynne
And there I lefte I w
[...]l agayn begynn
[...]
THis duke of whom I make mencion
Whan he was come almost in to the toun
He was wa
[...] as he cast his ye a syde
In al his welthe
and his most pryde
Where that ther
kneled in the high wey
A companye of ladies twey
and twey
[Page]Eche aftir other
clothed in clothes blake
But suche a d
[...]y
and suche a woo they make
That in this worlde nys creature lyuynge
That herde suche an other weymentynge
And of this cry they wolde neuer stentyn
Tyl they the reynys of his bridyl hentyn
What folk be ye that at myn hom
comyng
Perturbe me
and my feste with cryynge
Qued Theseus haue ye so gret enuye
Of myn honour that thus compleyne & crye
Or who hath you mysboden or
offended
Tel me
and it shal be
amended
And why that ye be
clothed thus in blak
The eldest lady of hem alle spak
Whanne she hadde
swowned with a dedly chere
That it was rowthe to see
and to here
She sayde
lord to whom fortune hath yeue
Victory
and as a conquerour to lyue
Nought greueth vs your glory & your honour
But we beseke you of mercy
and socour
Haue mercy on our woo
and distresse
Som drope of pyte for thy gentilnesse
Vp on vs
wrecchid wommen let now falle
For certis
lord ther is non of vs alle
That she ne hath be a duchesse or a quene
Now be we caytifs as it is wel sene
I
thanked be fortune
and hir fals wheel
That non astat ensureth to be weel
Now certis
lord to abyde your presence
[Page]Here in this temple of goddis clemence
We haue be waytinge al this fourtenyght
Now help vs
lord seth it is in thy might
I
wrecched wight that wepe thus
Was somtyme wif of Campaneus
That starf at Thebes
acursid be that day
And alle we that ben in this aray
And make al this lamentacion
We losten alle our husbondis in that toun
Whiles the sege there aboute lay
And yet now the olde creon wel away
That
lord is now of Thebes that cyte
Fulfilled of Ire
and iniquyte
He for despit
and his tirannye
To do the
ded bodyes vilonye
Of alle our lordis whiche that ben slawe
Hath alle the bodyes on an heep I drawe
And wol not suffre hem be non̄ assent
Neyther to be
buryed ne to be brent
But makith houndis to ete hem in despyt
And with that
word withoute more respyt
They fallen groflynge
and crye pitously
Haue on vs
wrecchid wommen som mercy
And let our sorow synke in thy hert
This gentil duke of his courser stert
With herte pitous whenne he herde hem speke
Hym toughte his herte wolde breke
Whan he saw hem so pitous
and so mate
That whilom were of so great astate
[Page]
And in his armes he
[...]em alle vp hent
And hem
comforted in ful
good entent
And swore his oth as he was trewe knyght
He wolde do so ferforth his myght
Vp on the tiraunt Creon hym to wreke
That al the pepyl of grece sholde speke
How Creon was of Theseus y
serued
As
[...]e that hath his deth wel
deserued
And right anon withouten more
abo
[...]d
His baner
[...]e displayde
and forth he
rood
To Th
[...]bes
ward
and al his oste besyde
No ner Athenes nolde he goo ne ryde
Ne take his ese nat fully half aday
But on his wey that nyght he lay
And sente anon I po
[...]ita the quene
And Emely hir yonge sustir shene
Vnto the toun of Athenes to dwelle
And forth he rideth ther is nomore to telle
HE
rood the statu with spere
and
[...]rge
So shyneth in his whit baner larg
[...]
That alle the
[...]eld
[...]s gliteren vp
and doun
And he his baner born̄ is his penon̄
Of
gold
[...]ul ri
[...]he in whiche therwas I bete
The Mytan whiche he wan in crete
This riche duke this riche conquerour
And in his oste of chiualrye the flour
Tyl that he cam to Thebes
and a lighte
Fer in a
f
[...]ld there as he thoughte to fighte
But shortly to speke of this
thyng
[Page]With Creon whiche was of thebes
kyng
He faught
and slow hym manly as a knyght
In playn bataille
and put his folk to fight
And at a sawte he wan the cyte aftir
And rente a doun wal sparre
and raftir
And to the ladyes he
restored ageyn̄
The bodyes of her husbondis that were sleyn̄
To do obsequyes as tho was the gyse
But it were al to
long to douyse
The gret clamour
and the
weymentyng
That the ladyes made at the
buryyng
Of the bodyes
and the grete honour
That The
[...]eus the nobil conquerour
Doth to the ladyes when they fro hym went
But shortly forto telle is myn entent
When that this worthy duke this Theseus
Hath Creon slayn
and wan Thebes thus
Stille in the felde he took al nyght his rest
And dide with al the contre right as hym list
He
ransaked in the taas of bodyes dede
Hem for to strype of harneis
and of wede
The pilours dide hir besinesse
and cure
Aftir the bataille
and the discomfiture
And befil that in that taas they
fond
Thorow girt with meny a greuous
wound
Two yonge knyghtis
lyyng by
and by
Bothe in one harneis wrought ful richely
Of whiche two arcite highte that one
And the other highte Palamon̄
[Page]Not fully quyk ne fully
ded they were
But by hir
[...]otearmur
and by hir gere
The herowdes knew hem best in special
Alas that they were of the
blood ryal
Of Thebes
and of fustryn two ybore
Out of the taas the pilours haue hem tore
And haue hem
caried in to the tent
Of Theseus
and he ful sone hem sent
To Athenes to dwelle there in prison
Perpetuel
[...]e nolde no raunson
And whan this worthy duke hadde thus don
He took his ost
and hom he goth anon
With laurer
crowned as a conquerour
And there he lyueth in ioye
and in honour
Terme of his lif what nedith wordis moo
And in a tour with anguysh
and with woo
Dwellith Palamon
and arcite
For euermore ther may no man hem quyte
THus
passed yeer be yeer day be day
Tyl it fyl oues in a mornynge of may
That Emely that fairer was to se
Than is the lily vp on the stalk tree
And fressher than may with flouris newe
For with the rose colour stroof hir hewe
I not whiche was the feirer of hem two
Er it was day as was her wont to doo
She was arysen
and al redy dight
For may wol haue no
slogard a nyght
The seson pricketh euery gentyl herte
[Page]
And maketh it out of his slepe to sterte
And sithnes a ryse to do hir obseruauncis
This makith Emely to haue remembrauncis
To do honoure to may
and for to ryse
I
clothed fressh was she to deuyse
Her yelow heer was
broided on a tres
Be
hynd her bak a
long
yerd I ges
And in the gardyn at the sonne vprist
She
walked vp
and doun as hir list
She
gadred flowris part white
and rede
To make a subtyl chapelet for hir
led
And as an aungel heuenly she songe
The grete tour that was so thicke
and stronge
Whiche of the Castel was chief dungeoun
There as the knyghtis weren in prisoun
Of whiche I tolde you
and telle shal
Was euene ioynant to the Castel w
[...]ll
There as this Emely
had her
pleyyng
Bryght was the sonne & cleer in that
mornyng
And Palamon this woful prisoner
As was his wone be leue of his gailer
Was risen
and
romed in the chambir on hy
In whiche al the noble cyte he sy
And eke the gardyn ful of braunchis grene
There as fressh Emely the shene
Was in hir walk &
rom
[...]d vp
and doun
This sorowful p
[...]isoner this Palamoun
Goth in the chambir to
and fro
And to hym self
compleyned of his wo
[Page]That he was born̄ ful ofte he sayde allas
And so be fyl be auenture
and
[...]aas
That thorow a wyndow thikke of many a barre
Of yren greet
and squaar as ony sparre
He cast his yen vp on Emelia
And ther with as he blente he cryde a
As though he were stongyn to the hert
And with that cry arcite anone vp stert
And sayde cosyn myn what eileth the
That art so pale
and dedly on to see
Why
[...]yest thou who hath do the offence
For goddis loue take al in pacience
Our prison for it may non other be
Fortune hath yeue vs this aduersite
Or ell
[...] som
wikked aspect or disposicion
Of saturne be som constillacion
Hath yeue vs this al they we
had sworn̄
So
stood the heuene whan we were born̄
We moste endure this is the short
and playn
This Palamon
answerd
and sayde agayn
Cosyn forsothe of this oppinion
Thou hast a veyn ymaginacion
This prison
causid me not to crye
But I was hurt now thurgh myn eye
Vnto my hert that wol my bane be
The fairnesse of a lady that I see
Yonder in the gardyn romynge to
and froo
Is cause of my cryynge
and my woo
I not whether she be womman or goddesse
[Page]But venus it is sothly as I gesse
And therwith al o
[...]nees doun he fil
And sayde venus yf it be thy wil
Yow in this gardyn thus to transfygure
Before me sorowful wrecche thy creature
Out of this prison help that we may scape
And if it be my destenye so to hape
Be etern worlde to dye in prison
Of our lynage haue som compassion
That is so lowe I brought be tyrannye
And with that
word arcyte gan espye
Where as the lady wente to
and fro
And with that sighte her beaute hurte hym so
That yf Palamon were
wounded sore
Arcite is hurt as moche as he or more
And with a sigh he
sighed pitously
The fressh beaute shal sle me sodenly
Of hire that cometh in the yonder place
And but I haue hir mercy
and hir grace
That I may se her at the leste wey
I am but
ded ther is no more to sey
THis Palamon when he thise wordis
herd
Dispitously he loketh
and
ansuerd
Whethir saist thow this in ernest or in play
Nay quod arcite in ernest be my fay
God helpe so me lust ful lityl to play
This Palamon gan knytte his browis tway
Hit were quod he to the no gret honour
Forto be fals ne to be a traitour
[Page]To me that am thy cosyn
and thy brother
I sworn̄
[...]ul depe
and eche of vs to other
That neuer forto dien in the peyn
Tyl that the deth departe shal vs tweyn
Neither in loue to hyndre other
Ne in no euil caas my leue brother
But that thou sholdest truly further me
In euery caas as I sholde further the
This was thyn oth
and myn certayn
I woot it wel thou darst it not withsayn
Thus art thou of my counsel withoute doute
And now thou woldist falsly be aboute
To l
[...]ue my lady whom I loue
and serue
And eu
[...]r shal tyl myn herte sterue
Now certis fals
[...]rcite thou shalt not soo
I
loued hir first
and tolde the my woo
[...] to my couns
[...]l
and to my brother sworn̄
I s
[...]pos
[...] thou louedist hir here b
[...]orn̄
Wost thou not wel the olde clerkis sawe
That who shal
[...]eue alouer ony lawe
Loue is gretter lawe be my panne
Than may be yeue to ony erthly manne
And therforee positif lawe in suche degre
Is broken alday for loue in eche degre
Aman moste nedis loue magre his
hed
He may not fle it though he sholde be
ded
Al be she mayde widowe or wyf
And eke it is not likly al thy lyf
To stonde in her grace nomore shal I
[Page]For wel thou wost thy self verily
That thou
and I be
dampned to prison
Perpetually vs gayneth no raunson
Ne stryue as
did the houndis for the bone
They faught alday
and yet her part was none
Ther cam a curre while that they were so wroth
And
[...]aar awey the bone betwix hem bothe
And therfore at the kyngis court my broder
Eche man for hym self there is non̄ other
Loue yf thou list for I loue
and shal
And sothly lief broder this is al
Here in this prison moste we endure
And euery of vs take his auenture
Gret was the stryf &
long betwix hem twey
Yf that I hadde leyser forto sey
But to the effect it
happed on a day
To telle it shortly as I may
A Worthy duke that highte Parotheus
That felow was to duke Theseus
But of that story list me not to endite
Duke Parotheus
loued wel arcite
And hadde hym knowe at thebes yeer be yeer
And finally at the request
and praier
Of Parotheus withoute euy raunson
Duke Theseus leet hym out of prison
Frely to go where hym list ouer al
In suche a gyse as I you telle shal
This was the
forward playnly to endyte
Betwix duke Theseus
and arcyte
[Page]That if so were that arcite were founde
Euer in his lyf be day or be stounde
In ony contre of this duke Theseus
And
[...]e were caught it was
acorded thus
That with a
swerd he sholde lese his
hed
T
[...]er was non oher remedy ne
reed
But takith his leue &
hounward hym spedde
Let hym bewaar his lyf lith to wedde
Hit were a gret
thing to te
[...]
and to wite
How gre
[...]t sorow now suffrith arcite
Now is me shapyn eternally to dwelle
Nought in purgatory but in helle
Allas that euer lenew I parotheus
For
[...]llis hadde I duelt with Theseus
I
[...] in his prison with moo
[...]han hadde I be in ease
and not in woo
Only the sighte of hir whom that I serue
T
[...]ugh that I neuer her grace may deserue
Wol
[...]e haue
suffised right ynow for me
O dere cosyn Palamon
quod he
Thyn is the victory of this auenture
Ful bli
[...]ul in prison mayst thou endure
In prison nay certis but in paradyse
Wel hath fortune to the
turned the dyse
That hath the sighte of hir in myn absence
For possible it is sethnes thou hast hir presence
And art a knyght worthy
and able
That by som caas syn fortune is chaungeable
Thou mayst som tyme to thy desire atteyne
[Page]But I that am
exiled
and bareyne
Of alle grace
and so in gret despeir
That ther nys water erthe fyre ne eir
Ne creature that of hem made is
That may me helpe or comfort do I wis
Wel oughte I sterue in wanhope
and distres
Far wel my lif my lust
and my gladnes
Allas why playnen men so in com̄une
Of purneaunce of
god or of fortune
That yeueth hem ofte in meny wyse
Wel better than hem self can deuyse
Som men desire to haue rychesse
That cause is of murdre or gret siknesse
And som man wolde out of his prison feyn
That in his hous of his meyne is sleyn
Infynyt harmes be in this matere
We woot not what
thing we praye here
We faren as he that dronke is as a mous
A dronken man wot wel he hath an hous
But he woot not whiche is the righte wey thider
To a dronkyn man the wey is slidir
And certis in this worlde so fare we
We sekyn faste aftir felicite
But we go
wrong ful ofte sikirly
Thus may we say alle
and namely I
That wente haue
had a gret oppinion̄
That
and I myghte scape out of prison̄
Than hadde I be in Ioye
and in parfyt hele
Ther now I am
exiled fro myn hele
[Page]Sithnes I may not se you Emelye
I ne am but
ded ther is no remedye
Vpon that other syde Palamon
Whan that be wiste arcite was goon
Suche sorow he makith that the grete tour
Resouned of his
yellyng
and his clamour
The pure feteris on his shynys grete
Were of his bittir salt teris wete
Allas quod he arcite cosyn myn
Of al our strif
god woot the fruyt is thyn
Thou walkist now in thebes at thy large
And of my woo you yeuest lityl charge
Thou mayst say thou hast wisedom & manhede
Assemble alle the folk of our kynrede
And
[...]ake warre so sharp on this contre
That by som auenture or by som trete
Thou maist haue hir to lady
and to wyf
For whom I muste nedis lese my lyf
For as by w
[...]y of possibilite
Sithnes thou art at large
and of prison fre
And art a
lord gret is thyn auauntage
More than is myn shit her in a cage
For I may wepe
and wayle whylis tha
[...] I lyue
With al the woo that prison may me yeue
And eke with peyne that loue me yeuyth also
That doublith al my tourment
and my woo
Therwith the fyre of ielosye vp stert
With ynne his brest
and hent hym by the hert
So woodly that he likly was to beholde
[Page]The box tre or the ash tre
ded or colde
That sayde se o cruel goddis that gouerne
The worlde with
bidydng of your
word eterne
And writen in the tabyl of the athament
Your parlement
and your etern̄ gaudent
What is mankynde more vnto you holde
Than is the sheep that ronkith in the folde
For slayn is man right as anothir beest
And duellith eke in prison
and in arest
And hath siknesse
and gret aduersite
And ofte tyme giltlees parde
What gouernaylle is in this prescience
That giltlees turmentith Innocence
And yet encresith this al my penaunce
That man is bounde to his obseruaunce
For goddis sake to lettyn of his wil
There as a beest may al his wil fulfil
And whan a b
[...]est is
ded he hath no peyne
But aftir his deth man may wepe & playne
Though in this worlde he haue care
and wo
Withoute doute it may stonde so
The ansuer of this lete I to deuynes
But wel I woot that in this worlde gret pyne is
Allas I se a serpent or a theef
That many a trew man hath do myschief
Goon at his large & where hym list may turne
But I muste be in prison thourgh saturne
And thourgh hym vnhappy
and eek
wood
That hath
destroid wel nygh al the
blood
[Page]Of thebes with his wast wallis wyde
And venus sletth me in that other syde
For Ielosie
and feer of hym
and arcite
Now wol I stynte of Palamon alite
And lete hym in his prison stille duelle
And of
[...]rcite forth I wol you telle
The somer
passed the nyghtis wax
long
Encrecith he doubil wyse the peynes
strong
Bothe of the louer
and of the prisoner
I ne woot who hath the wofuller myster
For shortly to say of this Palamon
Perpet
[...]elly is
dampned to prison
In cheyn
[...]s
and in feters to be
ded
And arcite is
exiled on his
hed
For
[...]uermore
and out of that contre
For neuer more shal be his lady se
Yow louers axe I now this question
Who hath the worse of arcite & of Palamon
That one may se his lady day be day
But in prison muste he dwelle alway
That other where hym list may ryde or goo
But se his lady shal he neuer moo
Now demyth as ye list ye that can
For I wil telle forth as I began
Whan that arcite to Thebes come was
Ful ofte aday he swelte
and sayde allas
For se his lady shal he neuer moo
And shortly to conclude all his woo
So moche sorow ne hath creature
[Page]That i
[...] or shal be while the
world may dur
[...]
His sleep his mete his drynk is hym beraft
That lene he wax
and drye as is a shaft
His yen holow
and grisly to be holde
His hewe falow
and pale as asshyn colde
And solitary he was
and euer a lone
And waylinge as he mighte
makyng his mone
And yf he herde
song or instrument
Than wolde he wepe he might not stent
So febyl were his spiritis
and so lowe
And
chaunged so that no mā coude hym knowe
His speche ne his wis though men it herde
As in his gire for al the worlde it ferde
Nought lik the louers maladye
Of heris but rathir I lik to many
Engendrid of humour malencolyk
Beforn̄ in his cell fantastyk
And shortly
turned was al vp so doun
Bothe habit
and disposicion̄
Of hym this woful louer dan arcite
What sholde I of his wo alday endite
Whan he
endured hadde a yeer or two
This cruel turment this peyne
and woo
At Thebes in his contre as I sayde
Vpon a nyght in slepe as he hym layde
Hym thoughte how that the
wynged Mercury
Beforn hym
stood
and
bad hym be mery
His slepy
zerd he baar in
hond vp right
An hat he baar vpon his heris bright
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Araid was this
god as he took kepe
As he was whan argus took his slepe
And saide him thus to athenes thou shalt wende
There is the shape of thy woo an ende
And with that
word arcite awook
and stert
Now trewly how sore that me smert
Quod he to athenes wil I fare
Ne for no drede of deth shal I spare
To se m
[...] lady that I serue
In
[...]er presenc
[...] recke I not to sterue
And with that
word he caughte a mryrour
And saw that
chaunged was his colour
And saw his v
[...]sage al in anothir kynde
And right anon it ran hym in his mynde
That sithnes his face was
disfugured
Of maladye the whiche he hadde
endured
He m
[...]ghte wel if that he bare hym lowe
Lyue in athenes e
[...]ermore vnknowe
And s
[...] his lady wel nyhe day be day
And right anon he
chaunged his aray
And
clad hym as a poure laborer
And a lone saue only a poure squyer
That knew his priuite
and his caas
Whiche was
disguysed pourely as he was
To athenes is he gon the nexte way
And to the court he wente vp on aday
And at the gate he
profryd his seruise
To
drug & to drawe & what men wolde deuyse
And shortly of this mater forto seyn
[Page]He fil in office
toward a chambirleyn
The whiche that was
dwellyng with Emelye
For he was wyse
and wel coude aspye
Of euery seruaunt whiche that
serued there
Wel coude he hewe wode
and watir bere
For he was
yong
and mighty for the nonys
And therto he was
strong &
big of bonys
To do that euy wight hym coude deuyse
A yeer or two he was in this seruise
Page in the Chambir of Emely the brighte
And Philostrat he sayde that he highte
But half so wel a
loued man as he
Ne was ther non̄ in court of his degre
He was so gentyl of condicion
That thurgh al the court was his renoun
They sayde that it were charite
That Theseus wolde enhaunse his degre
And put hym in a worshipful seruise
There that he mighte his vertu excercise
And thus withyn awhile his name
sprong
Bothe of his dedis
and of his
tong
That Theseus hath take hym so nere
That of his chambir he made hym a squyere
And yaf hym
gold to mayntene his degre
And eke men broughte hym out of his contre
Fro yeer to yeer ful pryuely his rente
But honestly
and slighly he it spente
That no man
wondred how that he it hadde
And thre yeer in this wise his lif he ladd
[...]
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And baar hym in pees
and eke in warre
Ther was noman that Thes
[...]us hadde derre
ANd in this blisse lete I now arcite
And speke I wil of Palamon alite
In derknesse horrible
and in
strong prison
This s
[...]uen yeer hath sete this Palamon
For
pyned what for woo
and distresse
Who felith dowbyl woo
and heuynesse
But Palamon that loue distreyueth soo
That
wood out of his wit he ny goth for woo
And eke therto he is a prisoner
Per
[...]etuel
and not only for a yeer
W
[...] cowde ryme in englissh propirly
His matirdom forsothe it am not I
Th
[...]rfore I passe as lightly as I may
I wylle not taire yow alle the day
Th
[...] thirde n
[...]ght as olde bokis sayn
Th
[...]t all this story tellith more
and playn
Were it be auenture or destyne
Alas that whan a
thing is shapyn it shal be
That sone aftir the mydnyght Palamon
Be help of a
frend broke hath his prison
And fleeth fro the prison as sone as he may goo
For he hadde yeue his gailer drynke soo
Of clarrey made of a certeyn wyne
With nercotises
and Epye of Thebes fyne
That half þ
• night though men wolde hym shake
The gayler so slep
[...]e he mighte not awake
And thus he fleyhe as faste as he may
[Page]The nyght was short & faste be the day
That nedis cost he moste hym self hyde
And to a groue faste besyde
With dredful herte than stalketh Palamon
For shortly this was his oppinion
That in that groue he wolde hym hyde alday
And in the night than wolde he take his way
To Thebes
ward his frendis forto prey
On Theseus to helpe hym werrey
And shortly eyther he wolde lese his liff
Or wynne Emelye to his wiff
This is the effect
and the entent playn
Now wil I turne to arcite agayn
That lityl wiste how nygh was his care
Tyl that fortune
had brought hym in the snare
The mery larke messanger of may
Salueth in hir
song the morow gray
And fity Phebus risith vs so bright
That al the orient laughith of the sight
And with his stremys dryeth the greues
The siluer droppis hangynge on the leuys
And arcite that in the court ryal
With Theseus his squyer principal
Is risyn
and loketh on the mery day
And forto do his obseruaunce to may
Remembrynge on the poynt of his desire
He on his courser stirtinge lik the fire
Is riden in to the feldis hym to pleye
Out of the Court were it a myle or tweye
[Page]
And to the groue of whiche that I you told
[...]
By auenture his wey he gan to holde
To make hym a
garlond of the greuys
Were it of wodebynde or of hawthorn leuys
And lowde
[...]e
song ayens the sonne shene
May al thy flowris
and thy grene
Welcome be thou fressh faire May
In hope that I som grene gete may
And fro his courser with a lusty hert
In to the groue ful lustely he stert
And in a path he
romed vp an doun
Where as by auenture this Palamon
Was in a bussh that noman mighte hym se
Ful sore a
ferd of his deth was he
No
thing knew he that this was arcite
God woot he wolde haue
trowed it ful lite
But soth is
sayd go sithen is many yeris
That
feld hath yen
and wode hath eris
Hit is ful faire aman to bere hym euyn
For alday men mete at vnset steuyn
For lityl wente arcite of his felawe
That was so nygh to herkyn of his sawe
Whan that arcite hadde
romed al his fyll
Palamon in the bush now sittith styll
And arcite
song al the roundel lustily
In to a study he fyl sodenly
As doon thise louers in hir queynte giris
Now in the crop
and now in the breris
Now vp now doun as boket in awelle
[Page]Right as the friday sothly forto telle
Now it shyneth now it rayneth fast
Right so gan guerri venus ouer cast
The hertis of her folk right as her day
His guery thought so chaungeth his aray
Selde is the friday al the woke lik
Whan that arcite hadde songe he be gan to sike
And he set hym doun withoute euy more
Allas quod he the day that I was bore
How longe Iuno thurgh thy cruelte
Wilt thow werien thebes the Cyte
Alas y brought is to confusion̄
The
blood ryal of Cadyn
and amphion̄
Of Cadimis whiche that was the firste man
That Thebes bilt or first the toun began
And of the cyte first was
crouned
kyng
Of his lynage am I
and of his
ofspryng
Be verray lyne
and of stok ryal
And now I am so kaytyf
and so th
[...]al
That he that is my mortal enemy
I serue hym
and am his squyer pouerly
And yet doth me Iuno welmore shame
For I dar not be knowe myn owen name
But there as I wont was to highte arcite
Now highte I philostrat not worth amyte
Allas thou fel mars allas Iuno
Thus your ire hath our lynage al fordo
S
[...]ue only on
wrecchid Palamon
That Theseus martrith in prison
[Page]
And ouer all this to sle me vtterly
Loue hath his firy dart so brennyngly
It
stikyd thorugh my trew careful hert
That shapen was erst my deth or my shert
Ye sle me with your yen Emelye
Ye be the cause wherfore that I dye
Of al the remenaunt of myn other care
Ne secte I not the mountaunce of a tare
So that I coude do aught to your plesaunce
And with that
word he fyl doun in a traunce
A longe tyme
and
aftirward vp stert
This Palamon that thoughte thorow his hert
He felt a
cold
swerd sodenly glide
For ire he quoke he nolde no lengir abyde
And whan that he hath
herd arcites tale
As
[...]e were
wood with face
ded
and pale
H
[...] stirt hym vp out of the bussh thicke
And sayde arcite fals traitour wicke
Now are thou
[...]ent that louest my lady so
For whom that I haue this peyne
and woo
And art my
blood
and to my counceyl sworn̄
And I ful ofte haue
told the here beforn̄
And hast be
iapyd here duke Theseus
And falsly hast
chaunged thy name thus
I wil be
ded or ellis thou shalt dye
Thou shalt not loue my lady Emelye
But I wil loue h
[...]r only
and no mo
For I am Palamon thy mortal fo
And though I haue no wepyn in this place
[Page]But out of prison am stert be grace
That thou sholdist dye of myn
hond
For I defie the seuerte
and the
bond
Whiche that thou saist I haue made to the
What verrey fole thynk that loue is fre
And I wil loue hire magre al thy might
But for as muche as thou art a knyght
And woldist darrayn here be bataille
Haue here my trouthe to morow I wil not faile
Withoute witinge of ony other wight
That here I wil be founden as a knyght
And bryngen harneis right ynow for the
And chees the beste
and leue the worst for me
And mete & drynke this nyght wil I bringe
I now for the & clothis for thy beddynge
And yf so be that thou my lady wynne
And sle me in this wode that I am Inne
Thou maist wel haue thy lady as for me
This Palamon
answerd I graunte hit t
[...]e
And thus they be
departyd tyl amorow
Whan eyther of hem hath
leyd her feith to borow
Occupied out of alle charite
O regne that woldist haue no felow with the
Ful soth is
said that loue ne lordship
Wil not his thankes haue ony feleship
We fynde thus of arcite
and Palamon
Arcite is riden anon into the toun
And on the morow anon or it were light
Ful pryuely two harneis hath he dight
[Page]Bothe sufficient
and mete to darreygne
The bataylle in the
feld betwix hem tweyne
And on his hors alone as he was born̄
He
caryed the harneis hym beforn̄
And in the groue at tyme
and place set
This arcite
and this Palamon been met
To chaunge gan the colour in her face
Right as hunters the in regne of trace
That stondeth at the gappe with a spere
Whan
huntyd is the lioun
and the bere
And herith hym come
russhing in the greuys
And b
[...]ckith bothe bowes
and eke leuys
And thinkith here comyth my mortal enemy
Withoute fayle he muste be
ded or I
For eyther I moste sle hym acte gappe
Or he muste sle me yf I mys happe
So fer
[...]en they in
chaunging of her hue
As fer as ony of hem other knewe
Ther nas no
good day ne saluynge
But streyght withoute wordis of
rehercyng
Euerich of hem helpith to arme other
As frendly as he were his owen brother
And aftir that with sharpe speris
strong
They foynen eche at other longe
Thou myghtist wene that this Palamon
In his
fighting were a lioun
And as a cruel tigre was arcite
As wilde boris gan they to geder smyte
That freten whit as foom for ire
wood
[Page]Vp to the ancle foughte they in her
blood
And in this wyse I lete hem
fighting duelle
And forsoth I wil of Theseus telle
The destenye mynyster general
That excusith in the worlde ouyr al
The purneaunce that
god hath beforn̄
So stran̄ge it is that though þ
e worlde
had sworn̄
The contrary of a
thing be ye or nay
Yet somtyme it shal falle vp on aday
That fallith not eft in a
thousand yeer
For certenly our appetitys heer
Be it of pees hate warre or loue
Al is
rewlid be the sighte aboue
This mene I now be mighty Theseus
That forto hunte is so desirous
And namely at the grete hert in may
That in his
bed ther
dawid hym no day
That he nys
clad
and redy forto ryde
With hunte
and horn̄
and houndis be his syde
For in his huntynge hath he suche delite
That it is al his ioye
and his appetite
To be hym self the grete
[...]ertis
[...]ne
For aftir Mars he seruyth now dyane
Cleer was the day as I haue
told or this
And Theseus with al ioye
and blis
With his Ipolita the faire quene
And Emely I
clothyd al in grene
An
huntyng ben they riden rially
And to the groue that
stood ther fast by
[Page]In whiche ther was an hert as men hym tolde
Duke Theseus the streight wey hath holde
And to the launde he ridith ful right
For thider was the hert wont to haue his flight
And ouer abrook
and so forth on his way
The duke wolde haue acours of hym or twey
With h
[...]undis suche as he list to comaunde
And whan this duke was come to the launde
Vnder the sonne he
lokyd
and that anon̄
He was waar of arcite
and Palamon̄
That foughten breme as it were bolis two
The bright suerdis wente to
and fro
So hidonsly that with the leste strook
He
semyd that it wolde haue
fellyd on ook
But what they were no
thing he ne woot
This duke with his sporis his courser smote
And at a sterte he was betwix hem two
And
pullyd out his swerde
and sayde ho
Nomo
[...] on peyne of
lesing of your
hed
Be myghty mar
[...] anon ye shul be
ded
That smy
[...]h ony strook that I may se
But tellith me what myster men ye be
That ben so hard
[...] to fighte here
Withoute Iuge or other officere
As though it were in listis rially
This Palamon answerde hastely
And sayde syre what nedith wordis moo
We haue the d
[...]th
deserued bothe twoo
Two woful wre
[...]his be we
and knyghtis
[Page]That ben
encombred of oure lyuys
And as thow art a rightful
lord
and Iuge
Ne yeue vs neyther mercy ne refuge
But sle me first for saint charite
But sle my felow eke as wel as me
Or ellis hym first for they thou knowe hym lite
He is thy mortal fo this is arcite
That fro thy
lond was
banysshed on his
hed
For whiche he hath
deserued to be
ded
For this is he that cam to thy yate
And sayde that he highte Philostrate
Thus he hath
iaped the many a yeer
And thow hast
maad hym thy chief squyer
And this is he that loueth Emely
For sithnes the day is come that I shal dy
I make pleynly my confession̄
That I am that woful Palamon
That hath thy prison broke wickedly
I am thy mortal fo
and he am I
That loueth so hote Emely the bright
That I wil dye here present in her sight
Therfore I axe deth of my Iewise
But sle my felow in the same wise
For bothe haue we
deserued to be slayn
THis worthy duke ansuerde anon̄ agayn̄
And saide this is a short conclusion̄
Your owen mouth be your confession̄
Hath
dampned you
and I wil it recorde
Hit nedith not to peyne with the corde
[Page]Ye shul be
ded be myghty mars the rede
The quene anon for verray wommanhede
Gan forto wepe
and so dede Emelye
And alle the ladyes in that companye
Gret pyte was it as hem thoughte alle
That euyr suche a chaunce sholde be falle
For gentilmen they were
and of gret astat
And no
thing but for loue was this debaat
And sawe hir blody woundis wide
and sore
And alle cryden bothe lasse
and more
Haue mercy
lord vpon vs wymmen alle
And on her bare knees doun they falle
And wolde haue
kild hem there as they
stood
Tyl at the laste
slakyd was his
mood
For pyte renneth sone in gentyl herte
And though he first for ire quoke
and sterte
He
considered shortly in a clause
The trespas of hem bothe
and eke the cause
And al though that his ire hire gilt
acused
Zit in his reson he hem bothe excused
And thus he thoughte wel that euery man
Wil helpe hym self in loue al that he can
And delyuer hym self out of pryson
And eke in his herte he hadde compassion
Of wommen for they were euer in one
And in his gentil herte he thoughte anon̄
And softe vnto hym self he sayde fy
Vp on a
lord that wil haue no mercy
But be a lioun bothe in
word
and dede
[Page]To hem that ben in repentaunce
and drede
As wel as a
proud dispitous man
That wil mayntene that he first began
That
lord hath litil of discression̄
That in suche a caas can no diuision̄
But weyeth pryde
and humbles aftir one
And shortly whan his ire is thus agon̄
He gan to loke on hem with yen blake & vglye
And spak thise wordis al on hye
The
god of loue a benedicite
How mighty
and how gret
alord is he
Agayns his might ther gayneth non̄ obstakyl
He may be
clepid a
god for his mirakyl
For he can make at his owen gyse
Of euery herte as hym list deuyse
Lo here this arcite
and this Palamon
That queyntly cam out of my prison̄
And mighte a
lyuyd in thebes ryally
And knowen I am her mortal enemy
And that here deth lith in me also
And yet hath loue magre hir yen two
Brought hem hither bothe forto dye
Now lokith is not this an high folye
Who may be a fole but yf that he loue
Behold for goddis sake that sittith aboue
Se how they blede be they not wel
arayd
Thus hath her
lord the
god of loue hem
payd
Her wages
and her fees of her seruyse
And yet they wene forto be wyse
[Page]That serue loue for aught that may falle
But this is yet the beste game of alle
That she for whom they haue this Iolite
Can hem therfore as moche thank as me
She wot nomore of al this
[...]oot fare
Be
god th
[...]n woot a Cu
[...]kow or an hare
But al muste be
assayd
[...]oot or
cold
A man muste be a fool
yong or
old
I woot it be my self ful longe agoon
For in my tyme a seruaunt was I one
And therfore sethnys I knowe of louys peyne
And wot how fore hit can a man distreyne
As he that hath be caught in this laas
I yow foryeue hoolly this trespaas
And at the request of the quene that knelith here
And eke of Emely my
[...]uster dere
And ye shul bothe vnto me swere
That neuer ye shal my croune dere
Ne make warre on me nyght ne day
But be my frendes in al that ye may
I yow foryeue this trespas farr
and weel
And they hym swar his
axing eueridee
[...]
And hym of lordship
and mercy prayde
And he hem
grauntyd
and thus he sayde
TO speke of worthy linage
and richesse
Though that she were a quene or a princesse
Eche of yow bothe is worthy doutles
To wedde whan tyme is but natheles
I speke as for my sustr
[...] Emely
[Page]For whom ye haue this strif
and this Ielousy
Ye woot your self ye may not wedde two
At onys theygh ye fighte euer mo
That one of you al be hym loth or lef
He mot go pype in an Iuy lef
This is to say she may not haue bothe
Al be ye neuer so ielous
and so lothe
And for thy I you put in this degre
That eche of you shal haue his dest
[...]ne
As hym his shapyn
and herkyn in what wyse
Lo here yonre ende of that I shal deuyse
My wil is this for plat conclusion̄
Withoute ony replicacion̄
Yf that you li
[...]th take it for the beste
That euerich of you shal go where hym liste
Frely withoute raunsen or daunger
And this day fifty wikes fer ne neer
Euerich of you shal bringe an hundred knight
[...]s
Armed for listys vp alle rightis
Alredy to darreyne here be ba
[...]ayll
And this behote I yow withoute fayll
Vpon my trowthe & as I am trew knyght
That whethir of you bothe hath that migh
May with his
hundred as I spak of now
That is to sey wh
[...]thir he or thow
Sle his contrary or out of listys dryue
Hym shal I yeue Emely to wyue
To whom that fortune yeueth so fair a gre
The listis shal I make on this place
[Page]
And
god so wisly on my sowle rewe
As I shal euene Iuge be
and trewe
Ye shul non othir ende with me make
That one of you shal be
ded or take
And yf ye thinke this is wel
said
Saieth your auys
and holde you
payd
This is your ende
and your conclusion
Who lokith now lighty but Palamon
Who spryngeth vp for ioye but arcite
Who cowde telle or who coude endite
The ioye that made is in this place
When Theseus hadde do so fair a grace
But doun a knees wente euery wight
And
thanked hym with al her myght
And namely the Thebans ofte sithe
And thus with
good hope
and herte blithe
The
[...] take her leue
and
homward they ryde
To Thebes with olde wall is wyde
I trowe men wolde it deme negligent
Zyf I foryete to telle the entent
Of Theseus that goth so besily
To make vp the listis ryally
That suche an nobyl entre as it was
I dar wel say in this worlde ther nas
The curuyt a myle ther of was aboute
Wallid with stoon
and
diched
round aboute
Round was the shappe in maner of a compas
Ful of degrees the highest of sixty paas
That whan aman was set in on degre
[Page]He letteth not his felow forto se
Estward ther was a gate of marbil whit
Westward
[...]uche another appositit
And shortly to conclude suche a place
Was non̄ in erthe in so lityl space
For in the
lond ther was no craftis man
That gemetrie or ars metric can
Ne portreture ne keruar of Images
That Theseus ne yaf mete drynke & wages
The entre forto make
and deuyse
And forto do his ryte
and his sacrifice
He
Estward hath vp on the gate aboue
In worship of venus goddesse of loue
Do make an auter
and an Oratory
And on the
westward in memory
Of marce hath he
maad suche anothir
That coste large of
gold a fothir
And
northward in a tour of the wal
Of whit alabastre
and
reed coral
An Oratory riche forto see
In worship of dyane goddesse of chastite
Hath Theseus do wrought in nobil wise
But yet hadde I forgete to deuyse
The nobill keruynge
and the portreturis
The shap the countenaunce & the figuris
That weren in the Oratoryes thre
First in the tempil of venus thou maist se
Wrought in the wal ful petously to be holde
The brokyn slepis
and the sighis colde
[Page]The
sakryd terys
and the weymentynge
The firy strokys
and the desirynge
That loues folkes in this worlde enduryn
The othes be her couenauntis assuren
Plesaunce hope desire
and fool hardinesse
Beaute
and yongthe baudry
and richesse
Charmys
and sorcerye lesinges
and flaterye
Dispence besinesse
and Ielowsye
That
wered of yelow
gold a
garlond
And a Cuckow
sittyng on her
hond
Fees
[...]is instrumentis carollis
and daunsis
[...]ust
and aray
and alle the circumstauncis
Of loue whiche that I rekene
and shal
Be ordir were
peynted on the wall
And mo than I can make mencion
For sothly al the mounte of sitheon
Th
[...]re venus hath hir principal
dwellyng
Was
shewd on the wal h
[...]re
portreyyng
With al the ioye
and al the lustinesse
Nought was for
[...]eten the Porters idelnesse
Ne Narcysus the faire yore agoon
Ne yet the folye of
[...]yng Salamon
The enchauntement of Medea
and hardynesse
Of Iason I wil not now expresse
Ne of turnus with his
hard fyre corage
The riche Cresus caytifs in seruage
Thus may ye se that wisedom ne riches
Beaute sleyghte strengthe ne hardinesse
Ne may with venus holde champartye
[Page]For as she list the worlde may she gye
So alle thyse folk caught were in her lase
Tyl they for wo ful ofte sayde allas
Suffiseth thyse ensamplis one or two
And thowgh I coude rekene a
thousand mo
The statu of venus glorious for to se
Was
maad fletynge in the large se
And fro the nauyl doun she was
With wawis bright as ony glas
A cotel in hir right
hond hadde she
And on her
hed ful semely on to se
A rose
garlond fressh & wel
smellyng
Aboue her
heed douues also
fleyng
Beforn̄ hir
stood her sone cupido
Vpon his shuldris wyngis hadde he two
And
blynd he was as it is of
[...]e seen
A bowe he baar
and arowes cleen
Why sholde I not eke telle of the wall
The portreyynge that was on hit all
With in the tempyl of mighty mars the rede
Al was
peynted the wallis in lengthe & brede
Lyke to the Estris of the grysly place
That hight the grete tempyl of mars in trace
In that
cold northern frosty regioun
There as mars hath his souereyn mansion̄
First on the wal was
peyntyd a forest
In whiche ther dwellith neyther man ne best
With knotty & knarry bareyn treys olde
Of stubbis sharp & hidous to beholde
[Page]In whiche ran as a wymbyl in a swowe
As though it a storm were sholde brest euery bow
And
downward on an hil vnder abent
There
stood the tempyl of marce armypotent
Wrought al of
burnyd steel the whiche the entre
Was longe
and streight
and gladly forto se
And ther out cam a rage
and suche a veyse
That it made al the gatis forto reyse
The northeren light in at the dore shon
For wyndow on the wal was ther non
Thurgh whiche men myghte ony light disserne
The doris were al of athemaundis eterne
I
clenchid ouerthwart
and endlonge
With Iren forto make it
strong
Euery pyler the tempyl forto susteyne
Was tonne greet of yren bright
and shene
There saw I first the derk
ymagenyng
Of felony
and al the
compassing
The cruel ire
reed as ony glede
The pyke purs
and eke the pale rede
The smyler with the kn
[...]f vnder the cloke
The shepen
brennyng with the blak smoke
The treson of the
murdryng in the
bed
The opyn werris with woundis alle
bled
Contak with blody knyf
and sharp manace
Al ful of
chirkyng was the sory place
The sleer of hym yet saw I there
His herte
blood hath
bated al his chere
The nayl I dryue in the shode an highte
[Page]The colde deth with mouth gapynge vp right
A myddyl of the tempil sat myschaunce
With discomfort
and sory contenaunce
Yet saw I woodnesse
lawghyng in his rage
The hunter
strangled with the wilde boris corage
The sowe
fretyng the
child in the cradil
The cook I
scalded for his longe ladil
Nought foryetyn was the infortune of Mars
The carter ouer riden with his owen hors
Vnder the wheel ful lowe he lay adoun
There were also of martirs destructioun
The barbour the boteler
and the smyth
That
forged sharpe swerdis in the stith
And al aboue
depeynted in a tour
The high conquest sittynge in gret honour
With the sharp
swerd ouer his
hed
Hangynge be a subtil
twyned
thred
Depeynted was there the slaughtir of Iulius
O grete Nero
and of antomus
Al be that tyme they were vnborn̄
Yet was her deth
peynted there beforn̄
Be manassynge of Marce right be figure
So was it
shewd right be portreture
As it is
depaynted in the ser
[...]lis aboue
Who shal be sleyn or
ded for loue
Suffiseth on ensampyl in storyes olde
I may not rekene alle though I wolde
The statu of Mar
[...]e vp on a carte
stood
Armyd
and
lokyd grym as he were
wood
[Page]
And ouer his
hed ther shynen two figurys
Lyke vnto the figure of virgynys
That one puella hight that othir Iulius
Thies
god of armys was
arayd thus
A wolf ther
stood beforn hym at his feet
With yen rede
and of aman he eet
With subtile pensel was
peyntyd this story
In redowndynge of Marce
and of his glory
Now to the tempyl of dyane the chaste
As shortly as I can I wyl me haste
To
[...]elle yow al the descripcion
[...]e
[...]yntyd on the wallis vp
and doun
Of huntynge
and of shamefast chastite
There saw I how woful Calistope
Whan that dyane
greuyd was with here
Was
turned fro womman in to a bere
And aftir was she
maad the
lood sterre
Thus was
[...]t
peynted I can say no ferre
Her sone is eke a sterre as men may se
There saw I dyane
turned vntil a tre
I mene not the goddesse dyane
But Pen
[...]s doughter whiche that highte dyane
There saw I atheon an hert I
makyd
For vengeaunce that he saw dyane al
nakyd
I saw how that houndis haue hym caught
And fretyn hym for that they knew hym nought
Yet I
peynted was a lityl furthermore
How athalante
huntyd the wylde bore
And meliager
and meny other moo
[Page]For whiche Diane wroughte hym care & wo
There saw I many another wonder story
The whiche me list not drawe in memory
This goddesse on an hert high is sete
With smale houndis aboute her fete
And vndernethe hir feet sh
[...] hadde a mone
Wexynge it was
and sholde wane sone
In gawdy grene her statu
clothed was
With bowe in
hond
and arowes in caas
Here yen cast she ful lowe a doun
There pluto hath his derk regioun
A womman trauelynge was here beforn̄
But for hir
child so longe was vnborn̄
Ful pitously Lucyna gan she calle
And sayde help for thou maist best of alle
Wel coude he peynte liuely that it w
[...]oughte
With meny a floreyn he thyse huwis boughte
NOw ben thise listis
maad & Theseus
That at his grete cost hath
arayd thus
The templis
and the auters eueridel
Whan it was don̄ it
likyd hym wel
But stynte I wil of Theseus alite
And speke of Palamon
and of arcite
The day approchith in here attourneyynge
That euerich sholde an hundrid knightes brynge
The bateylle to darreyne as I you tolde
And til Theseus here couenaunt forto holde
Hath euerich of hem brought an hundrid knightes
Wel I
armed for the werre at al rightes
[Page]
And sikirly ther
trowed many aman
That neuyr sithnes the worlde began
As forto speke of
knyghthood of her
hond
As fer as
god hath made see
and
lond
Nas of so fewe so nobyl acompany
For euery wight that
loued chyualrye
And wolde his thankys haue
passing name
He prayde that he myghte be of that game
And wel was hym that therto chosyn was
For yf ther fyl to morow suche a caas
Ye knowe wel that euery lusty knyght
That loueth paramouris
and hath his might
Were
[...]t in
engelond or ellis where
They wolde her thankys willen to be there
To fight for a lady a benedicite
Hit were a lusty s
[...]ghte forto se
And right so ferthe they with Palamon
With hym ther wente knyghtis many
[...]on
Some wolde be
armed in habergeon
Some in brest place
and in bright gippon
And some wol haue a p
[...]r of platis large
And some wolde haue spruse sheldis & targe
Some wolde be
armed on his leggis wele
And haue an ax
and a mace of steel
Ther is no newe gyse but it was
hold
Armed were they as I haue
told
Eueriche aftir his owen oppinion
There maist thow se
comyng with Palamon
Ligurge hym self the
kyng of trace
[Page]Blak was his
berd & manly was his face
The cerclis of his yen in hes
heed
They glowden̄ betwix yelow
and
reed
And lyke a griffyn
loked he aboute
With kempt heris in his browis stoute
His lymes grete his brawn̄
hard &
strong
His shuldres brode his armes
round &
long
And as the gyse was in his contre
Ful high vp on a chare of
gold
stood he
With four white bolis in the trace
In stede of Cote armure in his harnase
With naylis yelow & bright as ony golde
He hadde a bere skyn cool blak for olde
His longe heris were kempt
behynd his bak
As ony rauen fethir it shoon̄ for blak
A wrethe of
gold arme grete of huge weyghte
Vp on his
hed sat. with many a stone bright
Of fyn rubyes
and of fyn diamantee
Aboute his chare ther w
[...]te alauntes
Twenty
and mo as grete as ony steer
To honte atte lioun or ellis at the deer
And
folowed hym with mosel faste I bounde
Colers of
gold
and torettis
filyd rounde
An
hundrid lordis he hadde in his rowte
Armed well as knyghtis sterne & stoute
WIth arcite as men in story fynde
The stronge Emetrus the
kyng of Inde
Vp on abay stede I
trappid al in steell
Armed with a cloth of
gold I
diapred well
[Page]Cam ridynge the
god of armys Marce
His cote armur was of cloth of tarce
Cowchid with perlis white rounde
and grete
His sadyl was of brent
gold newe y bete
A mantelet on his shuldris hangynge
Bret ful of rubyys bright as fyre
spryngyng
His brighte cryspe heris lyke ryngys were ronne
And that was yelow &
glitered as the sonne
His nose was high his yen bright
and grym
His lippis rounde his colour sanguyn
A fewe frakelis in his face were spreynt
Betwix yelow
and somdeel blak meynt
And as alioun he
lokyd aboute faste
Of .x
[...]v. yeer of age I hym caste
His
berd was wel begonne forto sprynge
His throte was as a trompe sownynge
Vp on his
[...]ed he
weryd of laurer grene
A
garlond fressh
and lusty forto sene
Vpon his
hed he baar for his dedwyte
An egle as ony lily whit
An
hundred knyghtes hadde he with hym th
[...]re
Al
armed sane her hedis
and al her gere
Were richely
arayed in alle maner thingis
Trustith wel that erlis dukes
and kyngis
Were
gadred in this nobyl companye
For loue
and
[...]ncrece of cheualrye
Aboute this
kyng ther ronnen on euery part
Wel many tame liouns
and libart
And in this wyse the lordis alle
and som
[Page]Been on the sunday to the cyte com
Aboute prime & in the town a light
This Theseus this duke this worthy knyght
When he hadde brought hem in to the cyte
And
ynned hem euerich at his degre
He festith hem
and doth hem gret labour
To ese hem
and to do hem al honour
That man ne woman ne no maner wight
Of none astat so coude amende it
The mynstralcye the seruise at the feste
The grete giftis to the most
and lest
The riche aray of Theseus Paleys
Ne who fat first ne last vp on the deys
Or what feirest or best daunsynge
Or whiche of theym can best daunce or synge
Ne who most felingly speketh of loue
What hawkys sitte on the perchis aboue
What houndis lyen in the slour adoun
Of all this make I no mencion̄
But of the effect that thynketh me best
Now comyth to the poynt herken yf ye list
THe sonday at night or day began to springe
Whan Palamon herde the larke synge
Al that it were not day be houris two
Vnto the temple purposeth he to go
With hool herte
and with an high corage
Is risen to wende on his pilgremage
To the blisful Sithea benigne
I mene venus honourable
and digne
[Page]
And in her houre he
walked forth a pace
Vnto the listis there the temple was
And doun he knelith
and with humble chere
And with herte sore he sayde as ye shul here
Feyrest of feyre o lady myn venus
Doughter to Iouis
and spouse to vlcanus
That gladdest al the mounte of sitheon
For that loue that thou haddest to a doun
Haue pyte on my bitter teris smert
And take myn humble prayer at thy hert
All as I haue no lengthe forto telle
The eff
[...]ct ne the turment of myn helle
M
[...]n herte may not myn harmys be wreye
I am so sorowful that I can not seye
But lady bright that knowest wel
My thought
and seest the harmys that I fele
Considere this
and vewe vp on my sore
As wisly as I shal for euermore
Enforce my myght thy trewe seruaunt to be
And holde werre lady with chastite
That I make myn awwe so ye me helpe
I kepe not of armys forto yelpe
Ne I axe to morw forto haue victory
Ne renoun in this caas ne veynglorye
Of pryse of armys to blowe vp
and doun
But I wolde fully haue possession
Of Emely
and dye in thy seruise
Fynd thou the manere how
and what wyse
I recche not but yf it may better be
[Page]To haue victory of them or they of me
So that I haue my lady in myn armys
For though so be þ
• mars be grete
god of armys
Your vertu is so greet in heuene aboue
That yf yow list I shal haue my loue
Thy tempyl wol I worship euermo
And on an auter were I ryde or go
I wil do sacrefice
and firis bete
And yf ye wil not so my lady swete
Than praye I the to morow with a spere
That arcite me thorow the herte bere
Than recke I nat whan I haue lost my lif
Though that arcite wynne here to his wyf
This is the effect
and the ende of my prayer
Yeue me my lif my
blissed lady dere
Whan that the orison was don of palamon̄
His sacrefice he
did
and that anon̄
Ful petously with alle circumstaunces
Alle telle I not as now his obseruaunces
And al the statu of venus shoke
And made a signe wherby he took
That his prayer
acceptid was that day
For though the figure shewde delay
Yet wiste he wel that
grauntyd was his bone
And with
glad herte he wente hym hom sone
The thirde hour equal that Palamon̄
Began to venus tempil forto gon
VP roos the sonne & vp roos Emely
And to the tempil of diane gan hye
[Page]Her maidens that with hir thider were
lad
Ful redely with hem fair clothis they
had
Theseus clothis
and the
[...]enuaunt al
That to the sacrifise longyn shal
The hornes ful of methe as was the gyse
There
lackyd nought to don hir sacrifise
Smokyng the tempyl ful of clothis feir
This Emely with hert deboneir
Her body with water in a welle
But how she
did there I dar not telle
But hit be ony
thing in general
And yet it were a game to here it al
To hym that meneth wel it were no charge
But it is
good aman to be at his large
Her bright
[...]eer was kempt
and
vntressed al
And a crowne of grene oke serial
Vp on her
hed set ful fair
and mete
Two firis on the anter gan she bete
And dyde here thynges as men may be holde
In state of Thebes
and in bokis olde
When
kyndeled was the fyue with pitous chere
Vnto dycine she spak as ye may here
O chast goddesse of the wode grene
To whom bothe heuene
and erthe & see is sene
Quene of the regne of pluto derk
and lowe
Goddesse of maydens that my hert hast knowe
Ful many a yeer
and wotist what I desire
As keep me fro the vengeaunce of thy fyre
That atheon aboughte trewly
[Page]Chast goddesse wel wotist thou that I
Desire to be amaiden al my lyf
Ne neuer wol I be loue ne wyf
I am thou wotist yet of thy company
Amaiden
and loue
huntyng
and venory
And forto wal
[...]yn in the wodis wilde
And not to be a wyf
and be with childe
Nought wil I knowe no companye of man
Now help me lady sithnes thou may
and can
For the thre fourmes that thou hast in the
And Palamon that hath suche loue to me
And eke arcite that loueth me so sore
This grace I pray the withouten more
As sende loue
and pees betwix hem two
And fro me turne awey hert hertis so
That al hir hote loue
and her desire
And al her besy turment
and al hir fire
Be queynt or
turned in another place
And if so be thou wilt do me no grace
Or yf my destenye be shapen so
That I shal nedis haue on of hem two
As
send me hym that most desireth me
Beholde goddesse my clene chastite
The bittir teris that on my
[...]hekis fulle
Sithnes thou art a maide & keper of vs alle
My
maidenhed thou kepe & wel conserue
And whiles I lyue a maiden wil I the serue
Thise firis brenne vp on th
[...] auters cleer
While Emely was thus in hir praiere
[Page]But sodenly she saw a sighte queynt
For right anon on of the fyris queynt
And
quyckyd agayn
and aftir that anon
That oher fyre was queynt
and al agon
And as it queynt it made a
whisshing
As don̄ thyse wete brondis in her
brennyng
And at the brondis ende out ran anon
As it were dropis blody many on̄
For whiche so sore agast was Emely
That she was almost
mad
and gan to cry
For she ne wiste what it
signifyed
But only for feer thus hath she
cry
[...]d
And wepte that it was pyte to h
[...]re
And therwith al dyane gan appere
With bowe in
hond right as an hunteres
And sayde doughter stynt thyn heuynesse
Among the goddis an hygh
[...] it is
affermed
And by etern̄ worde writen
and
confermed
Thow shalt be
weddid vntil one of two
That haue for the so moche care
and woo
But vnto whiche of hem may I not telle
Fare wel
[...]or I may no lenge
[...] dwelle
The fyris whiche on myn anter brenne
Shul the declarer or thow go henne
Thyn auenture of loue as in this caas
And with that
word the arowes in the caas
Of the goddesse clateren faste
and rynge
And forth she wente & made a vanysshinge
For whiche this Emely
astonyed was
[Page]
And sayde what amounteth this case
I put me vnder thy protection̄
Dyane
and thy disposicion̄
And hom she goth anon the nexte wey
This is the effect ther is nomore to sey
And in the houre of Mars after this
ARcite vnto the tempil
walkyd is
Of fyres of marce to do his sacrifise
With alle the rightis of his paynem wyse
With pyetous herte
and high deuocion̄
Right thus to marce he sayde this orison̄
O
strong
god that in the regnes colde
Of trace
honoured art
and
lord I holde
And hast in euery regne
and euery
lond
Of armys al the bridil in thy
hond
And hem fortunest as the list best deuyse
Accepte of me my pyetous sacrifise
Yf so be that my thought may deserue
And that my myght be worthy to serue
Thy godhede that I may be on of thyn
Than prey I the rewe on my pyn
For that peyne
and that hote fire
The whiche that whilom brendist for desire
Whan that thou vse dist the beaute
Of feyre
yong fressh venus fre
And
had of hir in thy armys thy wille
And though the onys a tyme mys fille
Whan vlcanus
had caught the in his laas
And
fond the liggynge be his wif alas
[Page]For that sorow that was in thy hert
Haue rowthe as wel vp on my peynys smert
I am
yong
and vnkonnynge as thou wost
And as I trowe with loue
offendid most
Than euer was ony liuys creature
For she that doth me al this wo endure
Ne recchith neuer whether I synke or flete
And wel I woot or she me mercy hete
I muste with strengthe wynne here in place
And wel I wot withoute help
and grace
Of the may not my strengthe avayle
Than help me
lord to morow in my batayle
For th
[...]t fyre that whilom brent the
As wel as that fyre now brennyth me
And do that I to morow haue victory
Myn the trauayl
and thyn be the glory
Thy souereyn tempyl wil I most honouren
Of ony place alwey
and most labowryn
In thy plesaunce
and in thy craftis stronge
And in thy tempyl I wil my baner honge
And alle the armys of my companye
And euermore vntyl that I dye
Eterne fyre I wol beforn̄ the fynde
And eke to this avowe I wil me bynde
My
berd my heer that hangith
long adoun
That neuer yet felt offensioun
Of
[...]asour ne of shere I wil the yeue
And be thy trewe seruaunt whilis I lyue
Now
lord haue rowthe vp on my sorowis sore
[Page]Y
[...]ue me the victory I axe nomore
The prayer stynt & arcite the
strong
The ringis that on the tempil dore
hong
And eke the dores
clatered so faste
Of whiche arcite somwhat hym agaste
The firis brende vp on the auters bright
That it gan al the tempil forto light
A sote smel anon the
ground vp yaf
And arcita anon his
hond vp gaf
And more encence in to the fire caste
With other rightis
and at the laste
The statu of marce began his hanberk ringe
And with that sown he herde a mornynge
Ful lowe
and dym
and sayde victory
For whiche he yaf to marce honour
and glory
And thus with ioye
and hope wel to fare
Arcite anon to his Inne is fare
As fayn as fowle is of the bright sonne
And right anon suche strif is there begonne
For that grauntynge in heuene aboue
Betwix venus goddesse of loue
And Marce the sterne
god armypotent
That Iubiter was fayn it to stynte
Tyl that the Pale Saturnus the colde
That knew so many of auenturis olde
Fond in his experience
and art
That he ful sone hath
plesed euery part
As soth is
said
[...]
eld hath gret auauntage
In
eld is bothe wisedom
and vsage
[Page]Men may the olde out renn
[...] but not out rede
Saturn anon to stynte strif
and drede
Al be it that it is ayens his kynde
Of al this strif he can remedies fynde
My dere doughter dere
quod Saturne
My cours that hath so wyde forto turne
Hath more power than hath ony man
Myn is the drenchynge in the see so wan
Myn is the pryson in the derk cote
Myn is the
strangeling &
hangyng be the throte
The murmur
and the chorlis rebellynge
The groynynge
and the pryue enpoysonynge
I do vengeaunce
and pleyn correction
Whiles I dwelle in the signe of the lion
Myn is the ruyne of the high halles
The
fallyng of the touris
and of the wallis
Vp on the mynour
and vp on the Carpenter
I slough Sampson shakynge the pyler
And myne ben the maladyes colde
The grete treson
and the castis olde
My lokynge is the fader of pestelence
Now wepe nomore I shal do my diligence
That Palamon that is thyn owen knyght
Shal haue his lady as thou hym behight
And marce shal kepe his knight yet natheles
Betwix you ther muste be somtyme pees
Al be ye not of on complexion
That causith alday suche diuision
I am thyn al redy at thy wille
[Page]Wep
[...] now nomore I wil thy lust fulfille
Now wol I stynte of the goddes aboue
Of marce
and venus goddes of loue
And telle you al pleynly as I can
The grete effect of whiche I began
GReet was the feste in actenes that day
And eke the lusty seson of may
Made euery wight to be in suche plesaunce
That al that moneth Iuste they & daunce
And spenden it in venus high seruise
But be cause that they sholden arise
Erly forto se the grete sight
Vnto her reste wente they at nyght
And on the morow when day gan sprynge
Of hors
and noyse harneis
and claterynge
Ther was in hostelries al aboute
And to the Paleys ther ridith many aroute
And lordis vp on stedis
and Palfreys
There maist thou se deuysinge of harneys
So vncowthe
and so riche
and wel
Of goldsmythrye of browderye & that subtel
The sheldis bright tes
[...]eris
and trappours
Gold
hewed helmes hawberkis & cote armours
Raymg the speris
and helmes
bokelyng
Guydyng of sheldis with leyners lasynge
There as nede is they were no
thing Idyl
The fomy stedes on the goldyn bridyl
Alwey gnawynge
and faste the armerers also
With file
and hamer
prikyng to
and fro
[Page]Yemen on sote
and knaues many on
With shorte staues thicke as they may gon
Pipis trompis naconers
and clarion̄s
That in the bataylle blew blody sown̄s
The paleys ful of pepyl vp an doun
Here thre here. ten
holdyng her question
Demynge of the theban knyghtis two
Sum sayde thus some sayde it shal be so
Some
held with hym with the blak
berd
Som̄ with the
ballyd. some with þ
• thicke
herid
Some sayde he
loked grym
and he wolde fighte
He hath a sparth of .xx. pounde of wighte
Thus was the halle ful of demenynge
Longe aftir that the sonne gan to
spryng
The grete Theseus that of his sleep is
wakyd
With mynstralsie & noyse that was
maked
Held yet the chambir of his paleys riche
Tyl that the theban knyghtis bothe y liche
I
honoured were
and in to the Paleys
[...]et
Duke Theseus is at the wyndow set
Araid as he were
god in trone
The pepyl
preced
thiderward ful sone
Hym forto seen
and his high reuerence
And eke to harkyn his hest
and his sentence
An herowde on a
skaffold made an O
Tyl that the noyse of the pepyl was do
And whan he saw the pepyl of noyse al stille
Thus shewde he the mighty dukes wille
The
lord hath of high discression
[Page]
Considered that it were destruction̄
To gentil
blood to fightyn in this wyse
Of mortal bataille now in this empryse
Wherfore to scape that they sholde not dye
He wil his firste purpos modifye
Noman therfore on peyne of
losyng his lif
No maner shot. ne pollax. ne short knyf
Vnto the listis brynge. ne thider sende
Ne short
swerd forto styke bytende
Ne noman to drawe ne bere be his syde
Ne noman shal to his felaw ryde
Foynyng if hym list on fote hym self to wreke
Ne noman so hardy this ordenaunce forto breke
And he that is at myschief shal be take
And not slayn. but brought to the stake
That shal be
ordeyned on eyther syde
But thider he shal be force
and there abyde
And if so falle the cheefteyn be take
On either syde or ellis sleth his make
No lenger shal the
turneyyng laste
God spede you goth on
and leith on faste
With longe swerdis & maces fight your fil
Goth now your wey this is the lordis wil
The vois of the pepyl
towchid heuene
So lowde cryde they with mysde steuen
God saue suche a
lord that is so
good
He willith no destruction of
blood
Vp goth the trumpis
and the melodye
And to the listis ridith this companye
[Page]Be ordenaunce thourgh out the cyte large
Hangynge with cloth of
gold & not with sarge
Ful like a
lord this nobyl duke gan ryde
Thyse two the bans on eyther syde
And aftir
rood the quene
and Emely
And aftir hem of ladyes another company
And aftir hem comunes eche aftir his degre
And thus they passe thurgh the cyte
And to the listis come they betyme
Hit is not of the day yet fully pryme
When set Theseus was riche on highe
Ipolita the quene
and Emelie
And other ladies in degrees abowte
Vnto the setes passeth al the rowte
And
aftirward thurgh the yates of Marte
Arcite
and eke the
hundred of his parte
With baner
reed is
entred right anon
And in that selue moment Palamon
Is vnder venus
estward in that place
With baner
and hardy chere of face
In al the worlde to seke vp
and doun
So euene withoute variacioun
Ther nere suche companyes tweye
For ther was non so wyse that coude seye
That ony hadde of other auauntage
Of worthinesse ne estate ne of age
So euen were they chosen forto gesse
And in two raungis feire they hem dresse
And when that her names
red were euerichon
[Page]That in her noumbre gile was ther noon̄
Tho were the yatis shyt
and cride was loude
Doth now your deuer yong knyghtis proude
The herowdes lefte hir
prikyng vp
and doun
Now ryngyn trompis lowde
and clarioun
Ther is no more to sey but est
and west
In goth the speris ful sadly in the rest
Ther shyueryn shaftis vp on sheldis thikke
He felith thorow the hert spon the prik
Vp springith speris twenty foot on highte
Out goth the swerdis as the siluer brighte
The helmes therto hewen̄
and to shrede
Out brestith the
blood with stoute stremys rede
With mighty maces the bonys they to brest
And thorow the thickest they throng & threst
There stombelyn stedis strong & doun falle
He rollith vnder foot as doth a balle
He foyneth on his foot with his trunchon̄
And he hurte lith with his hors adoun
He thorow the body is
[...]urt
a
[...]d sithnes take
Magre his
heed
and brought to the stake
As
forward was right there he moste abide
Anothir
led is on that other side
And somtyme doth hem Theseus to reste
Hem forto refresshe
and drynke yf theym liste
Ful ofte aday haue the thebans two
To geder y met
and wrought eyther wo
Vnhorsid hath eche other of hem tweye
Ther is no tiger in the vale of galefeye
[Page]When that her whelpe is stole when it is lite
So cruel on the hunte as is arcite
For ielous herte vp on this Palamon
Ne in belmarie ther is non so fel alioun
That
huntid is or for angir
wood
Ne of his pray desirith so the
blood
As Palamon to sle his foo arcite
The ielous strokis on her helmys bite
Out renneth
blood on bothe her sides
reed
Som tyme an ende ther is of euery dede
For or the sonne out of the west went
The stronge
kyng Emetrus gan hent
This Palamon as he fought with arcite
And made his
sweerd depe in his flesh bite
And by the force of twenty was he take
And yolden
and drawe to the stake
And in the rescous of this Palamon
The stronge
kyng Ligurge is born adoun
And
kyng Emetrus for al his strengthe
Is born out of his sadil a swerdis lengthe
So hiete hym Palamon or he were ytake
But al for nought he was brought to the stake
His hardy herte myghte hym helpe nought
He muste abyde when he was caught
Be force
and eke be composicion
Who soroweth now but this Palamon
That muste no more go ayen to fight
And whan that Theseus hadde seye that sight
He cryde than ho. nomore for it is done
[Page]Ne non̄ shal lenger vnto his felaw gone
I wil be trewe Iuge
and not party
Arcite of thebes shal haue Emely
That by his fortune hath her feir I wonne
Anon̄ ther is anoyse of pepil begonne
For ioye of this so loude
and high with al
That it
semed that ye listys sholde fal
WHat can now faire venus done aboue
what saith she what doth the quene of loue
[...] wepith so for
wantyng of hir wil
Til that her teris in the listys fil
She sayde I am a
shamed doutlees
Satorne sayde doughter
hold thy pees
Marce hath his wil the knyght hath his bone
And by my
hood thou shalt be
esed sone
The trompe
[...]tis with the
lowd mynstralsie
The he rowdes that ful lowde houle
and crye
Bene in her ioye for the weel of dane arcite
But herkeneth me
and stynti
[...]h alite
Whiche a mirakil ther be fil anone
This ferce arcite hath his helm of done
And on a courser forto shewe his face
He
pryked
endlong the large place
Lokyng
vpward vp on this Emelye
And she agayn hym cast a frendly ye
For wommen forto speke of comune
They folow alle the fauour of fortune
And was al in his chere as in his hert
Out of the
ground a fire infernal s
[...]ert
[Page]From pluto sent a
[...]te request of saturne
For whiche his hors for f
[...]er gan to turne
And l
[...]pte a syde
and
found
[...]yd as he lepe
And or that arcite may take kepe
He pighte hym on the pomel of his
hed
That in the place he say as he were
ded
His bres
[...] to brosten with his sadyl bowe
As blak he lay as ony cole or crowe
So was the
blood ronne in his face
Anon he was born̄ out of the place
With herte sore to Theseus paleys
Th
[...] was
[...]e coruyn out of his harnei
[...]
And in a
bed brought ful feyre
and bliue
For he was yet in memory
and alyue
And alwey cryynge aftir Emelye
Duke Theseus with al his companye
Is come hom to athen
[...]s his cyte
With al blis
and gret solempnite
Al be
[...]t that this auenture was falle
He nolde not discomforte hem alle
Men sayde eke that arcite sholde not dye
He sholde be
[...]elid of his maladye
And of another
thing they were feyn
That of hem alle ther was non sleyn̄
Alle were th
[...]y sore hurt
and namely one
That with a spere was thrilled the brestbone
The othre woundis
and the broke bones
Some hadde saluys made for the nones
Formaces of herbes
and eke sane
[Page]They dronkyn for they wolde her lyues hane
For whiche this nobil duke as he wel can
Comforteth
and honoureth euery man
And made reuell al the longe nyght
Vnto the straunge lordis as it was right
Ne there was holden no discomfytynge
But as a Iustes or a
turmentyng
For sothly ther was no descomfiture
For
faylyng nys but auenture
Ne to be
lad be force vnto the stake
Vn yeldyn
and with twenty knyghtis take
On ꝑsone allone with oute mo
And
haried forth be arme foot
and to
And eke his stede dryuen forth with stauys
With footmen bothe yemen
and knauys
Hit was a
re
[...]d hym no velonye
Ther may noman clepe it a cowardrye
For whiche anon̄ duke Theseus let crye
To styntyn al rancour
and enuye
The degre as wel in o side as in other
And eythir side lyk as othir brothir
And yaf hem giftis aftir her d
[...]gre
And fully
held a feste dayes thre
And
conueyed the knyghtis worthily
Out of his town a iourney largely
And hom wente euery man the righte way
Ther was no more but farwel haue
good day
BVt forto speke of Palamon & arcite
Of Palamon wil I stynte alite
[Page]But swellith the brest of arcite
and the sore
Encrecith at his hert more
and more
The
cloterid
blod for ony lechecraft
Coruptith
and in his bowk is laft
That neyther veyne
blood ne ventosynge
Ne drynke of herbis may be his helpynge
The vertu expulsif or anymall
Fro that vertu I
clepyd naturall
Ne may the venym voyde ne expelle
The pipis
and his lungis gan to swelle
And euer lacert in his brest adoun
He is shent with venyme
and corrupcion
Hym gayneth
nothing forto gete his lyf
He voydeth
vpward
and
dounward laxatif
Al is to brosten that regioun
Nature hath in hym no dominacion
And certeynly ther nature wol not wirche
Fare wel fesik go bere the man to chirche
This is al
and som arcite muste dye
For whiche he sendith aftir Emelye
And Palamon that was his cosyn dere
Than sayde he thus as ye shul aftir here
Now may the woful spiryt in my hert
Declare a poynt of alle my sorowis smert
To you my lady that I loue most
Right thus be quethe I the seruise of my gost
To yow abouen euery creature
Sithnes that my lyf may no lenger dure
Alas the peyne alas the woo
strong
[Page]That I for you haue
suffrid
and so
long
Alas the deth. alas my Emelye
Allas the
departyng of our companye
Alas my hertis quene. alas my lyf
My hertis lady ender of my lyf
What is the worlde what axith men to hane
Now with his loue now
cold in his grane
Alone withouten ony company
Fare wel my swete foo my Emelye
And softe take me in your armes tweye
For the loue of
god & herkenyth what I say
I haue here with my cosyn Palamon̄
Had stryf
and rancour many aday agoon̄
For the loue of you.
and of my ielowsye
And Iupiter so wisly my soule gye
As in this worlde right now knowe I non̄
So worthy to be
loued as Palamon
To serue you
and wil do al his lif
And if that euer ye shul be a wif
Foryetith not the gentyl Palamon
And with that
word his speche was ny agon̄
For fro his feet vnto his brest was com
The
cold of deth that hath hym ouercom
And yet more ouer for in his armes two
The vital strengthe is lost
and al ago
Saue only the intellectis withouten more
That dwellith in his herte sike
and sore
Gan fayle whan the herte felith deth
Dusshid his yen to
and fayleth his breth
[Page]But o
[...] his lady yet caste he his ye
His laste
word was mercy Emelye
His spirit chaungith the hous & wente there
As I cam neuer I can not telle where
There y stynte I am no deuynyster
Of soulis fynde I not in this registre
Ne me ne list the oppinions to telle
Though y write mighte y note where they dwelle
NOw wyl I speke forth of Emelye
That soroweth
and cryeth I wyl not lye
Now wepith Emelye & waylith Palamon
And Theseus his fustir toke anon
Swownynge
and bare hir fro the cors away
What helpith it to tary forth the day
To telle how she wepte bothe eue
and morow
For in suche caas wommen haue suche sorow
Whan that her husbondis be fro hem ago
That for the more part they sorowen so
Or ellis falle in suche a maladye
That at the laste certaynly they dye
Infynyt ben the sorowis
and the teris
Of olde folk
and folk of tendre yeris
In al the toun for deth of this theban
For hym ther wep
[...]th bothe
child
and man
So greet wepynge was ther non certayn
Whan Ector was brought al fresh I slayn
To Troye allas the pyte that was there
Cra
[...]chynge of chekys rentynge of here
Why woldest thow be
ded this wymmen crye
[Page]
And haddest golde ynough
and Emelye
No man mighte glade Theseus
Sauynge his olde fader Egeus
That knew this worldis transmutacion
As he hadde seen it chaunge vp
and doun
Ioye aftir woo
and wo aftir gladnesse
And shewde hym ensaumple
and liknesse
Right as ther deyde neuer man quod he
That he ne
loued in erthe in som degre
Right so ther
lyued neuer man he seyde
In al this worlde that som tyme he deyde
This worlde is but a thorow fare ful of wo
And we be pylgryms passinge to
and fro
Deth is an ende of euery worldis sore
And ouer al this yet sayde he mykyl more
To this eff
[...]ct ful wisely to enhorte
The pepyl that they sholde hem recomforte
Duke Theseus with al his besy cure
Caste now where the sepulture
Of
good arcite may best y
makyd be
And eke most honourably in his degre
And at the laste he took conclusion̄
That there as first arcite
and Palamon
Hadde for loue bataylle hem between̄
That in that selue groue swete
and green̄
There as he hadde his amerous desirys
His complaynt
and for loue his hote firys
He wolde make a fire in the whiche the office
Funeral he mighte fully accomplice
[Page]
And
[...]eet anon to hacke
[...]nd
[...]o hewe
The okis olde
and
[...]y hem on a rewe
In
[...]ulpyns wel
araid forto brenne
His officers with swist feet they renne
And riden anon at his comaundement
And aftir this Theseus hath sent
Aftir a bere
and he it ouer
sprad
With clothis of
gold the richest that he
had
And of the same he
clothid arcite
Vp on his hondis his glouys white
And on his
hed a crowne of laurer grene
And in his
hond a
swerd ful bright & shene
He layde hym bare the visage on the bere
Ther with he wepte that pyte was to here
And for the pepyl sholde se hym alle
Whan it was day. he brought hym in to the halle
That thorough the cryynge
and the sown
Tho cam this woful theban Palamoun
With
floterid
berd.
and
ruggid asshy heris
In clothis blak
dropped al with teris
And passinge other of
weping Emelye
The rewfullest of al the companye
In as muche the seruise
shuld be
The more nobyl
and riche in his degre
Duke Theseus leet thre stedis forth brynge
That
trappid were in steel al gliterynge
And
couered with the armys of arcite
Vp on the stedis grete
and white
Ther satyn folk of whiche one bare his
sheld
[Page]Anothir a spere vpon his hondis
held
The thridde baar with hym his bowe turkeys
Of
brend
gold was the caas
and the harneys
And riden forth a paas with sorouful chere
Toward the groue as ye shul aftir here
With slak paas
and yen rede
and weet
Thorow out the cite be the maister strete
That
spred was al with blac wonder hye
Right of the same is the strete I wrye
Op on the right
hond wente olde Egeus
And on that othir side duke Theseus
With vesselis of
gold in hir
hond ful fyne
And ful of hony mylk.
blood
and wyne
Eke Palamon with ful greet companye
And aftir that cam woful Emelye
With fire in
hond as was that tyme the gyse
To do the office
and the funeral seruise
High labour
and ful greet apparelynge
Was at the seruise of that fire makynge
That with his grene top the heuen raughte
And twenty fadom of brede the armys straugh
[...]e
This is to say the bowes were so
brood
Of straw first was
layd meny a
lood
But how the fire was made vp an heyghte
And as to telle you what the treys highte
As ok firre birch / ash / alder holm popeler
Mapil thorn / bech / aspe / box chesteyn lynd / laurer
Wilow / elme / plane hasil
and whipul
[...]re
How they were
fellid shal not be
told for me
[Page]Ne how the goddis rennyn vp a
[...] doun
Disherited of theyr habitacion̄
In whiche they
woned in reste
and pees
Nymphes faunus
and arnarides
Ne how the bestis
and the briddes alle
Fillen for feer whan the wode gan falle
Ne how the
ground agast was of the light
That was not wont to se the sonne bright
Ne how the fyre was
cowchid first with stre
And than with drye stickys clouen on thre
And than with grene wode
and spicery
And than with cloth of
gold made with perry
And garlondis hangynge with many a flour
The mirre the encence with swete odour
Ne how arcite lay
among al this
Ne what richesse abowte his body is
Ne how that Emelye as was the gyse
Put in the fyre for funeral seruise
Ne how she
swowned whan made was the fyre
Ne what she spak ne what was her desyre
Ne what iewellis men in to the fyre caste
Whan that the fyre was gret & brende faste
Ne how som caste her shelde
and som her spere
And of her vestimentis whiche that they were
And cuppis ful of mylk wyne
and
blood
In to the fyre that brent as it were
wood
Ne how the grekis with an huge route
Thries riden al the fyre aboute
Op on the lift
hond with an high showtynge
[Page]
And thries with here speris clateringe
And thries how the ladyes gan crye
Ne how that
led was
homward Emelye
Ne how arcite is brent to asshen
cold
Ne how the lich wakis were y
hold
That ilke nyght ne how the grekis pleye
The wake pleyes kepe I not to seye
whiche wrastelith best
naked with oyl
anointed
Ne who that bare hym best at the poynt
I wil not telle al how they goon
Hom to attenes when the pley is doon
B
[...]t shortly to the poynt than wol I w
[...]nde
To make of my
long tale an ende
BE proces
and be lengthe of certeyn yeris
Al stynt is the mornynge
and the cheris
Of grekis be on general assent
Than semyth me there was a parlement
At actenes vpon certeyn poynt
and caas
And
among the whiche poyntis spokyn was
To haue with certayn contrees aliaunce
And haue fully of Thebes obeissaunce
For whiche this nobil Theseus anon
Leet sende aftir gentyl Palamon
Vnwist of hym what was the cause
and why
But in his blake clothis sorowfully
He cam at his comaundement an hye
Tho sent Theseus for Emelye
Whan they were set
and pres was al the place
And Theseus abiden hath a space
[Page]Or ony
word cam from his wyse brest
His yen be cast there as hym list
And with a
sad visage he
sighed stille
And aftir that right thus he sayde his wille
The firste mouer of the cause aboue
Whan he first made the cheyne of loue
Greet was the effect & high was the entent
Wel wiste he why
and what ther of he ment
For with that fair cheyne of loue he
bond
The fyre the eyr the watir
and the
lond
In certeyn bondis that may not fle
The same prince & the same mouer
quod he
Hath
stablisshed in this
wrecchid
world a doun
Certayn dayes
and duracion
To al that is
engendrid in this place
Ouer the whiche day they mow not pace
Al mowe they the dayes abrigge
Ther nedith non auctorite to legge
For it is
preued be experience
But that me list to declare my sentence
Than may wel men be this ordre discerne
That ilke mouer stabyl is
and eterne
Wel may men knowe but it be a fool
That euery party
darreynyd fro his hool
For nature hath not take his
begynnyng
Of one part or of a cantel of a
thing
But of a
thing that parfyt is
and stable
Descendyng so tyl it be corumpabyl
And therfore for his wyse purueaunc
[...]
[Page]He hath so wel be set his ordenaunce
That specifieth of thingis
and progressions
Sholden endure be successions
And nought etern̄ withoute ony lye
This maist thou vnderstonde
and se at ye
Lo the ook that hath so
long a norisshynge
Fro the tyme that he begynneth to sprynge
And hath so
long lif as ye may se
Yet at the laste
wastid is the tre
Considereth how that the
hard stoon̄
Vnder our feet / on whiche we trede
and goon̄
Yet wastith it as it lith be the wey
The
brood ryuer sumtyme wexith drey
The grete townes se we wane
and wende
Than ye se that al
thing hath an ende
Of man of womman se we also
That nedith in one of the termys two
This is to say in yongthe or ellis in age
He moot be
ded the
kyng as shal a page
Som̄ in his
bed som̄ in the depe see
Som̄ in the large
feld as ye may se
Ther helpith nought. alle gon that ilke weye
Than may I say al
thing mot nedes deye
What makith this but Iubiter the
kyng
That is prince
and cause of al
thing
Conuertynge vs alle vnto his propre wil
For whiche it is
darreyned soth to tell
And for agayns it no creature a lyue
Of no degre auaileth forto stryus
[Page]Than is it wisedom as thynketh me
To make vertu of necessite
And take it whilis we may not it eschewe
And thynketh that to vs alle it is due
And who so grucchith he doth folye
And rebel is to hym that al may gye
And certeinly a man hath most honour
To dien in his most excellent flour
Whan he is sikir of his
good name
Than hath he do his
frend no harm ne shame
And gladder may his
frend be of his deth
Whan with honour so vp yolden is his breth
Than whan his name
appallid is for age
For al foryeten is than his vasselage
Than is hit best as for a worthy fame
To dien whan he is best of name
The contrary eke for al his wilfulnesse
Why grucche we why haue we heuynesse
That
good arcite of cheualrie the flour
Departyd is with duete
and honour
Out of the foule pryson of this lif
Why
grucchid his cosyn
and his wif
Of his welfare that loueth hym so weel
Can he hem thanke nay
god woot neuer a deel
That bothe his soule
and eke hym offende
And yet they mowe her lustis not amende
What shal I conclude of this longe story
But aftir wo I rede vs be mery
And thonke Iupiter of al his grace
[Page]
And er we departen from this place
I rede we make of sowwis two
O parfit ioye
lastyng euer mo
And loketh now where most sorow is ynne
There wil I first amende
and begynne
Sustir quod he this is my ful assent
With al the auyse of my parlement
That gentyl Palamon your owen knyght
That serueth you with herte
and might
And euer hath do syn ye first hym knew
That ye shul of your grace on hym rewe
And take hym for
husbond
and
lord
Lene me your
hond for this is oure
accord
Let se now of your wommanly pyte
He is a kyngis sones brother parde
And though he were a poure bacheler
Syn he hath
serued you so meny a yeer
And hadde for you so gret aduersite
It mot be
considered leuyth me
For gentyl mercy oughte to passe right
Than sayde he thus to Palamon the knyght
I trow ther nedith lityl sermonynge
To make you assent to this thinge
Cometh hithir & takith your lady be the bonde
And thus of hem bothe was made the bonde
That highte matrimony or mariage
Be al the counsel of the Baronage
And thus with al blis
and melodye
Hath Palamon
wedded Emelye
[Page]
And
god that al this worlde hath wrought
Sente hym his loue that he dere
had bought
For now is Palamon in alle wele
Lyuynge in blis in riches
and in hele
And Emely hym loueth so tenderly
And he here seruith so gentilly
That ther was no
word hem betwene
Of ielousie or of ony othir tene
Thus endith Palamon
and Emelye
And
god saue al this companye
¶Here endith the knyghtis tale. ¶
And begynneth the Milleris
prolog.
WHan that þ
e knight
had thus his tale
told
In al the companye nas ther
yong ne
old
That he ne sayde it was a nobyl story
And worthy to be drawe in memory
And namely the gentilis euerichon
Our hoost lowgh
and sw
[...]or so mot I goon
Thus
vnbokelid wel is the male
Let se now who shal telle another tale
For trewly the game is wel begonne
Now telle ye sir monk yf that ye konne
Som what to quyte with the knyght his tale
The
Milward that for dronkyn was al pale
So that vnnethis vp on is hors he sat
He nolde auale nother
hood ne hat
Ne abyde noman for his curtesye
But in Pilatis vois he gan crye
And swoor be armys
blood
and bonys
[Page]I can an nobil tale forthe nonys
The whiche I wol now quyte the knyght his tale
Our ost saw that he was dronke of ale
And sayde abyde robyn leue brothir
Sum bettir man shal telle first anothir
Abyde let vs worke thriftely
Be cokkis soule
quod he that nyl not I
For I wil speke or ellis go my wey
Our hoost
answerd tel on a deuyl wey
Thou art a fool thy witte is ouercome
Now herkeneth
quod the myllere alle & some
But first I make a protestacion̄
That I am dronke I knowe be my soun
And therfore yf I aught mys speke or say
Wite it the ale of Suthwerk I you pray
For I wol telle a legende
and a lyf
Bothe of a Carpenter
and of his wif
How that the clerk hath set the wrightis cappe
The reue
answerd
and sayde stynt thy clappe
Let be thy
lewd dronkyn harlottrye
Hit is synne
and eke greet folye
To appeire ony man or hym defame
And eke brynge wyuys in suche a name
Thow maist I nowgh of othir thyngis sayn
This dronkyn
Milward spak ful sone agayn
And sayde leue brothir
Oswold
Who hath no wyf he is no
cokeold
But I
[...] not therfore that thou art on
Ther bith gode wyuys many on
[Page]Why art thou angri with my tale now
I haue a wyf parde as wel as thow
Yet nolde I not for the oxen in my plow
Take vp on me more than ynow
And deme of my self that I were one
I wol beleue that I am none
An
husbond sholde not be inquisityf
Of goddis priuitees ne of his wyf
So he may fynde goddis fuson there
Of the remenaunt nedith not to enquere
What sholde I more say but this Millere
He nolde his
word for noman forbere
But tolde his chorlis tale in his manere
Me ouer thynketh that I shal reherce it here
And therfore euery gentyl wight I pray
Demeth not for goddis loue that I say
Not for euyl entent but that I moste reherce
Here talis al be they better or werce
Or ellis falsen som of my matere
And therfore who so listith not to here
Turne ouer the leef
and chees another tale
For he shal fynde ynowe bothe grete
and smale
Of historial
thing that towchith gentilnesse
And eke moralite
and holynesse
Blameth not me yf that ye chese amys
The Myllere is a chorle ye know wel this
So is the reue
and eke other mo
And harlottrye they tolde bothe two
Auysith you
and put me out of blame
[Page]
And eke men shul not make ernest of game
¶ Here begynneth the Milleres tale.
WHilom therwas
dwellyng in Oxenforde
A riche chuf that gestis hadde to
[...]orde
And of his craft he was a Carpenter
With hym ther was dwellinge a poure scoler
Hadde
lernyd art but al his fantasye
Was
turnyd for to lerne astrologye
And coude a certeyn of conclusions
To demyn by interrogacions
If that men
axed hym certayn houres
Whether they
shold haue drought or shoures
Or yf that men
axed hym what sholde befalle
Of euery
thyng I may not rekene alle
This clerk was
clepid hende Nicholas
Of dern̄ loue he coude
and of solas
And therto he was sly
and ful pryue
And lyk amayden meke forto se
A chambir hadde he in that hostelrye
Alone withoute ony companye
Ful fetously I dight with herbis sote
And he hym self was swete as is the rote
Of licorice or of ony Cetewale
His almegeste his bokis grete
and smale
His astrologye. longinge for his art
His awgrym stones lay feire a part
On sheluis
cowchid at his beddis
hed
His presse
ycouered with a
foldyng
reed
And al aboue ther lay agay saw
[...]re
[Page]On whiche he made a nyghtis melodye
So swete that al the chambir
rong
And Angelus ad virginem he
song
And aftir that he
song the kyngis note
Ful often
blissid was his mery throte
And thus this swete clerk his tyme spent
Aftir his sendinge
and his rent
This Carpenter hadde
weddid a newe wyf
Whiche that he
louyd more than his lyf
Of .xxviij. yeer she was of age
Ielous he was
and
held her narow in cage
For she was wilde
and
yong & he was olde
And
demed hym self lik to be a Cokewolde
He knew not Caton for his wit was rude
That biddith aman wedde his similitude
Men sholde wedde aftir hir astate
For yonthe
and
old ben often at debate
But s
[...]then he was fallen in the snare
He mus
[...]e endure as othir folk his care
As ony wesil her body gent was
and smal
And therto her kyrtil
pynchid with all
A seynt she weride y
barrid al of silk
A barmecloth as white as morow mylk
Vp on her lendis with ful meny agore
White was her smok
and
browdid al before
And eke behynde on hir coler aboute
Of coleblac silk withynne
and withoute
The tapettis of her white voluper
Were of the same sute of the coler
[Page]Her filet
brood of silk
and set ful hye
And sikirly she hadde a likerous ye
Ful smale I
pullid were her browis two
And they were bent
and blak as ony slo
She was more blisful on to se
Th
[...]n is the newe pere genet tre
And softer than is the wulle of a weder
And by hir girdyl hangith a purs of leder
Tarselid with grene
and
perlid with laton
In al this worlde to seke vp
and doun
Ther is noman so wyse that coude thenche
So gay a pupelot or so praty a wenche
Ful brighter was she shynynge of her hue
Than in the tour the nobyl
forgid newe
But of her
song she was as lowde
and yern
As ony swalow sittynge on the bern
Therto she coude skippe
and make game
As ony
kid or calf
folowyng his dame
Her mouth was swete as braket or methe
Or
hord of appelis
leyd on hey or heth
Wynsynge she was as is a ioly colt
Long as a mast
and vpright as a bolt
A broche she baar vp on hir low coler
As
brood as is the boos of a bokeler
Here shoon were
laced on hir leggis hye
She was a prymerolle a piggis nye
For ony
lord to liggen in his
bed
Or yet for ony
good yeman to
wed
Now sire
and eft sire so be fyl the caas
[Page]That on a day this
hend Nicholas
Fil with this yonge wyf to rage & to pleye
Whylis that her
husbond was at Oseneye
As clerkis be ful subtil
and ful queynt
And pryuely he caughte hir be the queynt
And sayde y wis but yf I haue my wylle
For dern loue of the lemman I spylle
And
[...]ld here harde be the shank bones
And sayde lemman loue me at onys
Or I wol dye al so
god me saue
And she
sprong as a colt doth in the traue
And with her
hed she wrieth faste away
She sayde I wol not kysse the be my fay
Why let be quod she let be Nicholas
Or I wyl crye out
and allas
So wey your hondis for your curtesie
This Nicholas gan mercy forto crye
And spak so fayre &
profred hir so fast
That she her loue
graunted hym at the last
And swere her oth be saynt Thomas of kent
That she wolde be at his comaundement
Whan that she may her leyser wel espye
Myn
husbond is so ful of ielosye
But ye be waar wel
and be pryue
I wot right wel I am but
ded quod she
Ye muste be ful dern as in this caas
Nay there of care I not quod Nicholas
A clerk hadde lowdly beset his whyle
But yf he coude a carpenter begyle
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And thus they ben
acorded
and y sworn
To wayte a tyme as I haue
told beforn
Whan Nicholas hadde do thus euerideel
And
thackyd here aboute the lendis wel
He kiste hir swete
and took his sawtrye
And pleyde faste
and made melodye
Than fil it thus that to the parish chirche
Cristis owen workis forto werche
This
good wyf wente on an holyday
Her
forhed shoon as brighte as ony day
So was it wasshe when she leet her werk
Now was ther of that chirche a parish clerk
The whiche was y
clepyd absolon
Crulled was his heer
and as the
gold it shoon
And
strowtid as a fane large
and
brood
Ful streyght
and euene lay his ioly shode
His rode was
reed his yen gray as goos
With powlis wyndowes coruen in his shoos
In hosis
reed he wente ful fetously
I
clad he was ful smal
and fetously
In a kirtyl or a lityl waget
Ful faire
and wel be the poyntis set
And ther vpon he hadde agay surplis
As whyte as blossom on the rys
Amery
child he was so
god me saue
Wel coude he lete
blood
and ek shaue
And make a chartir of
lond & aquytance
In twenty maners coude he tryppe & daunce
Aftir the scole of Oxenforde tho
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And with his hondis caste to
and fro
And pleye songis on a smale ribible
Therto he
song somtyme a lowde quynybill
And wel cowde he play on his geterne
In al the toun nas brewe hous ne tauerne
That he ne
visited it with his solace
There as ony
gaylard tapster was
But soth to say he was somdel skweymous
Of
fartyng
and of speche daungerous
This Absolon that ioly was
and gay
Goth with a senser on the holy day
S
[...]singe wyuys of the parish fast
And m
[...]y a louely loke on hem he cast
And namely on this Carpentires wyf
To loke on hir
[...]ym toughte a mery lyf
She was so propir swete
and eek likerous
I dar wel say yf she
had be a mows
And
[...]e a cat he wolde her hen
[...]e
[...]non
This parishe clerk this ioly absolon
Hath in his herte suche a loue longynge
That of no wyf toke he n
[...]n offrynge
For curtesye he sa
[...]e
[...]e wolde non
The mone whan it was nyght bright shoon
And Absolon his g
[...]terne hadde I take
For paramours he thoughte forto wake
And forth he goth iolif
and amerous
Tyl he cam to the Carpenters hous
A litil aftir cock
[...]s hadde I crowe
And
dressed hym vp be the shot wyndowe
[Page]That was vpon the Carpenters wal
He syngith in his wis gentil
and smal
Now dere lady. yf thy wille be
I pray you that ye wil thynke on me
Ful wel
accordyng to his
giternyng
This Carpenter herde hym synge
And spak vnto his wyf
and sayde anon
What alison he rist thou not absolon
That chauntith thus vnder our bowri
[...] wal
And she answerde her
husbond ther with al
Yes
god woot Iohn I here it
[...]eridel
This passeth forth what wil ye bet than wel
From day to day this ioly absolon
So woweth her that he is wo begoon
He wakith al the nyght
and al the day
He kembith his lockis brode & makith hym gay
He woweth hir be menes of brocage
And swoor he wolde be hir owen page
He syngeth
brokyng as anyghtyngale
He sent aftir pyment methe &
spiced ale
And wafris pypynge hoot out of the glede
And for she was of toun he
profrid her mede
For som folk wol loue wommen for richesse
And some for s
[...]rokis
and some for iolynesse
Som tyme he sheweth his lus
[...]esse: maistrie
He pleyeth he redes vp on a staffolt hye
But what auaileth hym as in this caas
She
loued so this
lend Nicholas
That absolon may blowe the buckis
[...]orn
[Page]He ne hadde for his labour but a scorn
And thus she makith absolon her ape
And al his ernest turneth in to a Iape
Ful soth is this prouerbe it is no lye
Men say alwey the nyght is slye
Maketh oftymes leef for to be loth
For though that absolon were
wood or wroth
Be cause that he fer was from hir sighte
This nyght Nicholas
stood in his lighte
Now bere the wel now
hend Nicholas
For Absolon may wayle
and synge alas
And so befil that on a satirday
This Carpenter was gon til Osenay
And eke hende Nicholas
and alison
Acordid be fully to this conclusion
That Nicholas shal shapen hym a wyle
This sely ielous
husbond to begyle
And yf so be the game wente a right
She sholde slepe in his armys al nyght
For this was her desire
and his also
And right anon with out wordis mo
This Nicholas no lenger wolde tary
But doith ful softe in to his chambir carye
Bothe mete
and drynke for a day or tweye
And to her
husbond
bad her forto sey
Yf that he
a
[...]ed aftir Nicholas
She sholde say she nyste where he was
Of al that day she saw hym not with ye
She troweth that he is in som maladye
[Page]For that no cry her mayde myghte hym calle
He nolde answer for no
thing myghte falle
This passith forth al that satirday
That Nicholas stille in his chambir lay
And eet or sleep or dede what hym list
Tyl sonday that the sonne goth to rest
This sely Carpenter hath gret meruayl
Of Nicholas or what hym myghte ayl
And sayde I am adoute be seint Thomas
It stondith not aright with Nicholas
Got shilde that he deyde sodenly
This worlde is now ful tikyl sikirly
I sawe a corps to day bore to chirche
That now amonday last I say hym wirche
Go vp
quod he vnto his knaue anon
Clepe at the dore or knocke with a ston
Loke how it is
and tel me boldely
This knaue goth hym vp ful sturdely
And at the chambir dore whil that he
stod
He cryde
and
knokked as he were
wood
What how what dost yow Maistir Nicholay
How may ye slepen al the
long day
But al for nought he herde not a
word
An hool ful lowe he
fond vp on a borde
There as the cat was wont yn forto crepe
And at the hole he
loked yn ful depe
Tyl at the last he hadde of hym a sighte
This Nicholas lay
gapyng euyr vpright
As he hadde
loked on the new mone
[Page]Adoun he goth
and tellith his maister sone
In what aray he saw this ilke man
This Carpenter to blisse hym began
And sayde help vs saint frid
[...]swyde
Aman woot litil what hym shal betyde
This man is fallen with his astronomye
In som woodnesse or in sum agonye
I thoughte ay wel how it sholde be
Men sholde not knowe of goddis pryuyte
I
blissed be alwey
alewd man
That nought but only his beleue can
So
[...]rd anothir clerk with astronomye
He
walked in the
[...]ldis forto prye
Vpon the
[...]r
[...]r
[...]ys what ther sholde be falle
Tyl
[...] was in a
[...]arlepit y falle
He saw not that but yet be saint Thomas
Me rewith sore of
hend Nicholas
He shal be
[...]a
[...]yd of his
studyyng
If that I may be Ihesu
[...]uyn
kyng
Gete me a staf that I may vnderspore
Whyle that thow robyn heuyst of the dore
He shal out of this
studyyng as I gesse
And to the chamb
[...] dore he gan hym dresse
His knaue was a
strong chorle for the nonys
And by the h
[...]sp he haf it vp at onys
Into the floor the dore fyl anon
This Nicholas sat as stille as ony ston
And euye
gaped
vpward in the eyr
This Carpenter wende that he hadde be in despeyr
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And hente hym be the sholdris mightely
And shook hym herde
and c
[...]yde spetously
What Nicholay what how looke adoun
Awake
and thynk on cristis passion
I crouche the fro eluys
and fro wightis
Therwith the nyghtspel sayde he anon rightis
On four haluys on the hous aboute
And on the
thresshold & on the dore withoute
Ihesu crist
and seynt Benedight
Blisse this hous from euery
wickyd wyght
For nyghtis werry the wight pater noster
Where wonnest thow saint Petris suster
And at the laste this
hend Nicholas
Gan for to sighe sore
and sayde alas
Shal al the worlde be lost eftsones now
This carpenter
answerd what says thou now
What thynk on
god as we do men that swynke
This Nicholas answerde fecte me drynke
And aftir wil y speke in to the priuyte
Of certayn thingis that towchen me
and the
I wil it telle the & non othir man certayn
This carpenter goth doun & comyth agayn
And broughte of mighty ale alarge quart
And when eche of hem hadde dronke his part
This Nicholas his dore faste shette
And doun the carpenter be hym he sette
He sayde Iohn myn
[...]oost leue
and dere
Thou shalt vp on thy trouthe swere me l
[...]re
That to no wight thou shalt this counsel wrey
[Page]For it is cristis counsel that y sey
And yf thou telle it man thou art forlore
For this vengeaunce thou shalt haue therfore
That yf thou wreye me thou shalt be
wood
Nay cr
[...]st forbede it for his verry
blood
Quod tho this sely man I am no blabbe
Ne thogh I say I am not leef to gabbe
Say what thou wilt I shal it neuyr telle
To
child ne wyf be hym that
harowed helle
Now Iohn quod Nicholas I wyl not lye
I haue founde hit in myn astrologye
As I haue
loked in the mone bright
That now a monday next at quartir nyght
Shal falle a rayn
and that so wylde &
wood
That half so gret was neuer noes
flood
This worlde he sayde in lesse than in an hour
Shal al be dreynt so hidons is the shour
Thus shal mankynde drenche
and lese her lif
This Carpenter
answerd allas my wyf
And shal she drenche alas my alisoun
For sorow of this he fyl almust adoun
And sayde is ther no remedy in this caas
Yes
forgod quod
hend Nicholas
Yf thou wilt worke aftir lore
and rede
Thou mayst not worke aftir thyn owen hede
For this sayth Salamon that was ful trewe
Worke al be counsel
and thou shalt not rewe
And yf thou worke wilt be
good counsel
I vndirtake withoute mast or sayl
[Page]Yet shal I saue here
and the
and me
Hast thou not
herd how
saued was Noe
Whan that our lorde hadde
warned hym beforn
That al the worlde with water sholde be lorn
Yes
quod this carpenter ful yore ago
Hast thou not
herd
quod Nicholas also
The sorow of Noe with his feleship
Or that he mighte gete his wyf to ship
Hym hadde leuer I dar wel vndertake
At that tyme than alle his wetheris blake
That she hadde
had a ship her self alone
And therfore wotist thou what is best to done
This askith haste
and of an hasti
thing
May men not preche ne make
taryyng
Anon go gete vs faste in to this in
A
knedynd trowgh or ellis a kemelyn
For eche of vs but loke that they be large
In whiche we mowe swymmen as in a barge
And haue therynne vitayl sufficiaunt
But for o day fy on the remenaunt
The water shal a slake
and go away
Aboute pryme vp on the nexte day
But robyn may not wite of this thy knaue
Ne eke thy mayden gille I may not saue
Axe not why for though thou aske me
I wil not telle goddis pryuyte
It suffisith the but yf thy wit be
mad
To haue as gret a grace as Noe
had
Thy wyf shal I wel saue out of doute
[Page]Go now thy wey
and
speed the here aboute
But whan thow hast for the
and her
and me
Y goten thyse
knedyng tubbis thre
Than shalt thou honge hem in the roof ful hye
That noman of our pryuyte aspye
And whan thou thus hast don as I haue
seyd
And hast our vitayl fayre in hem y
leyd
And eke
and axe to smyte the corde a two
Whan that the watir cometh that we may go
And breke an hool an high vpon the gabyl
Into the gardeyn
ward ouer the stabyl
That we may frely passe forth our way
Wh
[...]n that the grete shour is
passid away
Than shul we swymme as merily I vndertake
As doth the whyte doke aftir the drake
Than wyl I clepe how alison how Iohn
Be mery for the
flood wyl passe anon
And thow wilt say hayl maister Nicholay
Gode morow I se the wel for it is day
And than shal we
[...]e lordis al our lif
Of al the worlde as Noe
and his wyf
But of o
thing I warne the ful right
Be wel
auisyd on that ilke nyght
When we be
entred into the ship
bord
That none of vs speke no
word
Ne clepe ne crye but be in his prayere
For it is goddis owen hest dere
Thy wyf
and thow must
hang fer a twyn
For that betwix you shal be no synne
[Page]Nomore in lokynge than ther shal in dede
This ordenaunce is do O
god the spede
To morow at nyght when folk be alle a slepe
Into our
knedyng tubbis wyl we crepe
And sittyn there
abydyng goddis grace
Go now thy wey
and haue ne lenger space
To make of this no lenger
sermonyng
Men sey thus
send the wyse & say no
thing
Thou art so wyse it nedith the not to teche
God saue our lif
and I the beseche
This sely Carpenter goth forth his weye
And to noman
wold he hit bewreye
But to his wyf he tolde this priuyte
And she was waar
and knew it bet than he
What al this queynte cast was for to seye
But natheles she ferde as she wolde deye
And sayde alas go forth thy wey anon
Help vs to scape or we be
ded
[...]chone
I am thy trewe
weddid wyf
Go dere spouse
and help to saue our lyf
Lo whiche a gret
thing is affection
Men may dye al day of ymaginacion
So depe may impression be take
This sely Carpenter begynneth
[...]o quake
Hym thynketh verily that he may se
Noes
flood come
walowyng as the se
To drenchen alison his hony dere
He wepith waylith
and maketh sory chere
He
sighed with many a sory swongh
[Page]He goth
and getith hym a
knedyng trough
And aftir that a tub
and a kemelyn
And pryuely he sent hem to his in
And
br
[...]ng hem in the roof in pryuyte
With his owen
hond he made laddres thre
To clymben be the rengis
and the stalkis
Into the tubbis
hangyng in the balkis
And hem vitaylith bothe trough
and tub
With
breed
and chese &
good ale in a Iub
Suffising right I now as for o day
But or that he hadde
maad al that aray
He sente his knaue
and eke his wenche also
Op on his
erond to london forto goo
And on the sonday when it drew to nyght
He shitte his dore withoute candel light
And
dressid al
thing as it sholde be
And shortly vp they clomben alle thre
They
sittyn[?] stille wel a
furlong waye
Now pater noster clum sayde Nicholaye
And clum sayde Iohn
and clum sayde alison
This Carpenter sayde his deuocion
And stylle he sittith
and biddith his praiere
Awaytyng on the rayn yf he it here
The
ded sleep for very werynesse
Fyl on this Carpenter right as I gesse
Aboute curfu tyme or litil more
For traueyl of his gost he gronyth sore
And eft he rowtith for his
hed mys lay
Doun of the ladder stalkith Nicholay
[Page]
And alison ful softe doun she spedde
Withoute wordis mo they go to bedde
Eche gan other in armes plye
There was the reuel
and the melodye
And thus lieth alison
and Nicholas
In besines of myrthe
and solas
Tyl that the belle of laudes gan to rynge
And freris in the chauncel gan to synge
This parish clerk this absoson
That is for loue alwey so wo be gon
Vp on the monday was at Oseney
With a companye hym to disport
and pley
And
askid vpon a caas a cloisterer
Ful pryuely aftir Iohn the Carpenter
And he drew hym apart out of the chirche
And sayde I not I saw hym here not wirche
Sith satirday I trow that he be went
For tymbir that our abbot hath hym sent
For he is wont for tymbir for to go
And dwelle at the graunge a day or two
Or ellis he is at his hous certeyn
Where that he be I can not sothly sayn
This absolon ful ioly was
and light
And thoughte now is tyme to wake alnyght
For sikirly y saw hym not
steryng
Aboute his dore syn day gan to sprynge
So moot y thryue y shal or cockis crowe
Pryuely knocken at his wyndow
That stont ful lowe vp on his bowris wal
[Page]To alison now wol I tellen al
My loue longinge for yet I shal not mys
That at the leste wey I shal her kys
Som maner comfort shal I haue ꝑfay
My mouth hath
icched al this longe day
That is a signe of kissinge at the leste
Al nyght y mecte eke that I was at a feste
Therfore y wyl go slepe an hour or tweye
And al the nyght than wyl I walke & pleye
Whan that the firste cok hath crowe anon
Vp risith this ioly louer absolon
And hym arayeth gay at poynt deuyse
But first he shewith grayn
and licoryse
To smellen swete or he hadde kempt his heer
Vnder his
tong a trew loue he beer
For therby wende he to haue be gracious
He cometh to the Carpenteres hous
And stille he stont vnder the shot wyndow
Vnto his brest it raught it was so lowe
And softe he knocketh with a semysoun
What do ye honycombe swete alson
My feyre birde my swe
[...]e synamome
Awaketh lemman com
and speke tome
Ful lityl thynke ye vp on my woo
That for your loue y swete there I goo
No wonder is though I swelte
and swete
I morne as doth a lamb aftir the tete
I wys lemman y haue suche loue longynge
That lik a turtil trewe is my mornynge
[Page]I may not ete nomore than amayde
Go fro the wyndow Iacke fool she sayde
As helpe me
god it wol not be combame
I loue another
and ellis y were to blame
Wel bet than the be Ihesu absolon
Go forth thy wey or I wol throwe a stoon
And let me slepe a twenty deuyl wey
Allas quod absolon
and wel awey
That trew loue was euyr euel be set
Than kis me syn it may be no bet
For Ihesus loue
and for the loue of me
Wilt thou than go thy wey there with
qd she
Ye certis lemman quod this absolon
Than make the redy quod she I come anon
And vnto Nicholas she sayde stille
Now pees
and thou shalt lawghe al thy fille
This absolon doun set hym on his knees
And sayde y am a
lord at al degrees
For aftir this y hope ther comyth more
Lemman thy grace
and swete
bryd thyn o
[...]e
The wyndowes she vndoth
and that in haste
Haue do quod she com of
and spede the faste
Lest that our neyghebouris the a spye
This absolon gan wype his mouth ful drye
Derk was the nyght as piche or cool
And at the wyndow she put out her hool
And absolon hym felte ne bet ne wers
But with his mouth he kist her ers
Ful sauerly or he were war of this
[Page]Abac he stert
and thoughte it was amys
For wel wyste he a womman hadde no
berd
He felte a
thing al row
and
long
herid
And sayde fy alas what haue y do
Tehe quod she
and
clappid the wyndow to
And Absolon goth forth a sory paas
A
berd a
berd quod
hend Nicholas
By goddis corpus this goth fair
and weel
This sely absolon herde euery deel
And on his lippe he gan for angir byte
And to hym self he sayde I shal the quyte
Who rubbith now who frotith now his lippis
With dust with cloth with
sond with chippis
But Absolon that saith ful ofte alas
My soule betake I
sayd he to sathanas
But me were leuyr than al this toun quod he
On this despit wrokyn forto be
Alas quod he alas that I ne hadde blent
His hoot loue was
cold
and al queynt
For fro that tyme that he hadde kist her ars
Of paramours set he not a cars
For he was
helid of his maladye
Ful ofte paramours gan he diffye
And wepte as doth a
child that is bete
A softe paas he wente hym ouer the strete
Vnto a smyth men
callyd dane Gerueys
That in his forge smytith plow harneys
He sharpith the share
and the cultre bisely
This Abselon knockith al esely
[Page]Of al this pley agayn no
word he yaf
He hadde more towh on his distaf
Than geruais knew
and saide
frend so dere
That hoot cultre in the chynmey here
As lene it me I haue therwith to doon̄
And I wol bringe it the agayn ful sone
Geruais
answerd. certis were it
gold
Or in a poke noblis al
vntold
Thou sholdest it haue as I am trew smyth
Ey cristis foot what wil ye do ther with
Therfore
quod absolon be as be may
I shal wel telle it the to morow or day
And caughte the cultre be the
cold steele
Ful softe out of the dore he gan stele
And wente vnto the Carpenteris wal
He
cowghed first
and
knokked therwith al
Vp on the wyndow. right as he
did eer
This alison
answerd who is there
That knockith so y warant it a thef
Why nay
quod he
god woot my swete lef
I am absolon thy owne derlinge
Of
gold
quod he I haue the brought a
ryng
My moder yaf it me so
god me saue
Ful fyn it is
and therto wel I graue
This wol y gyue the yf thou me kysse
This Nicholas was risen forto pysse
And thoughte he wolde amende al the iape
He sholde kisse his ers or that he scape
And vp the wyndow dede he hastely
[Page]
And out his ars he puttith pryuely
Ouer the buttok to the shank boon
And therwith spak this clerk Absolon
Spek swete
brid I not where thou art
This Nicholas anon let fle a fart
As gret as it
had be a thonder dent
That with the strook he was almost y blent
And he was redy with his yren hoot
And Nicholas
amyd the ers he smoot
Of goth the skyn an
hond brede abowte
The hoote cultre brende so his towte
And for the smert he wende forto dye
As he were
wood for wo he gan crye
Help water water help for goddis hert
This Carpenter out of his slombir stert
And herde one crye water as he were
wood
And thoughte allas now comyth the
flood
He set hym vp withoute wordis mo
And with his axe he smoot the corde a two
And doun goth al he
fond neyther to selle
Ne
breed ne ale tyl he com to the selle
Vp on the floor
and there a swoun he lay
Vp stert alisoun
and Nicholay
And cryde out
and harow in the strete
The neyghebours bothe smale
and grete
In ronnyn forto gawryn on this man
That yet a swoun lay bothe pale
and wan
For with the fal broste hath he his arme
But stonde he moste vnto his owen harm
[Page]For whan he spak he was anon bore doun
With hende Nicholas
and alisoun
They tolde euery man that he was
wood
So he was agast of Noes
flood
Thorow fantesye that of his vanite
He hadde bought hym
knedyng tubbis thre
And hadde hem
hanged in the roof aboue
And that he prayde hem for goddis loue
To sittyn in the roof per companye
The folk gan lawgben at his fantesye
In to the roof they kykyn
and they gape
And
turned al his harm in to a iape
For what so euer this carpenter
answerd
It was for nought noman his reson herde
With othis grete he was swore adoun
That he was holde
wood in al the toun
For euery clerk right anon
held with other
They sayde the man was
wood my leue brother
And euery wight gan lawghe at this scrif
Thus
swyuyd was the carpenteris wyf
For al his kepynge
and al his Ielosye
And absolon hath
kissed her nethir ye
And Nicholas is
scalded in the toute
This tale is doon
and
god saue al the route
¶Here endeth the Milleres ta
[...]. ¶
And here begynneth the reues
prolog.
WAn folk hadde lawghyn at this nyce caas
Of absolon
and of hende Nicholas
Diuers folk diuersly they sayden
[Page]But for the more part they laughte & pleyden
Ne at this tale y saw noman hym greue
But yf it were only
Oswold the reue
Be cause he was of Carpenteris craft
A litil yre is in his herte y laft
He gan to grucche
and blame it a lyte
Si
[...]the quod he ful wel I coude the quyte
With
bleryng of a
proud Mylleres ye
Yf that me list to speke of Rebaudrye
But y am olde me list not to pleye for age
Gras tyme is doon my foder is forage
This whyte top writith my olde yeris
Myn herte also
moulid is as myn heer is
But yf I fare as doth an open ers
That ilke fruyt is euer lenger the wers
Tyl it be rotyn in mullok or in stre
We olde men I drede so fare we
Tyl we be rotyn can we not be rype
We hopyn alwey whyle the worlde wol pype
For in our wyl ther stikith euer a nayl
To haue an hoore
hed
and a grene tayl
As hath a leek for though our myght begon
Our wil desirith fully euer in one
For whan we may nought do than wol we speken
Yet in our
cold asshen
old fyre is rekyn
Four gledis haue we whiche I shal deuyse
Auauntyng lyynge anger
and couetyse
Thyse four sparkelis longith vnto
eld
Our olde lymys mowe we not
beweld
[Page]But wil shal not fayle that is soth
And yet haue I alwey a coltis toth
As many a yeer as it is
passed henne
Sen that my tappe of lif began to renne
For sikirly whan I was born anone
Deth drew the tappe of lif
and let it gon̄
And euer seth hath so the tappe ronne
Tyl that almost al empty is the tonne
The streme of lif now droppith on the chymbe
The sely tunge may wel rynge
and chymbe
Of wrecchidnesse that past is ful yore
With olde folk saue dotage ther is nomore
Whan that our hoost
had
herd this
sermonyng
He gan to speken as lordly as a
kyng
And sayde what amountith al this wit
What shul we speke alday of holy writ
The deuel made a reue forto preche
Or of a sowter a shipman or a leche
Say forth thy tale
and tary not the tyme
Lo
depford it is halfwey to pryme
Lo grenewich that many a shrewe is ynne
It were al tyme thy tale forto begynne
Now sires quod
Oswold the reue
I pray you alle that ye yow not greue
Though that y answere & somdel sette his houn
For leful is with force forto sown
This dronkyn myllere hath
told vs here
How that
begilid was a maister carpentere
Parauenture in scorn̄ for that I am one
[Page]
And be your leue I shal hym quyte anon
Right in his chorlis termys w
[...]l I speke
I pray to
god his necke mowe to breke
He can wel in myn ye se a stalk
But in his owen he can not se a balk
¶Here endeth the reuys
prolog. ¶
And here begynneth his tale.
AT trompynton not fer fro Cambrige
Ther goth a brook
and ouer that a brige
Vp on the whiche brook ther stondith a mylle
And this is verry soth that I you telle
A myller was ther
dwellyng many a day
As ony pecok he was proud
and gay
Pipe he coude
and fisshe
and nettis bete
And turne cuppis
and wel wrastil
and lepe
And by his belt he baar a
long pauade
And of a
sw
[...]rd ful trenchant was the
[...]la
[...]d
A
[...]oly popper baar he in his pouche
Ther was noman for peril durste hym touche
A
sheffeld thwytel bare he in his hose
Round was his face &
camoysid was his nose
Also
pilled as an ape was his skulle
He was a market beter at the fulle
Ther durste no wight
hond vp on hym legge
That he ne swoor anon he sholde abegge
A thef he was for sothe of corn
and mele
And that a sligh
and vsant forto stele
His name whas I hote deynus Symkyn
A wyf he hadde come of nobyl kyn
[Page]The person of the toun hir fader was
With here he yaf many a panne of bras
For that Symkyn sholde in his
blood alye
She was
fostrid in a Nonnerye
For Symkyn wolde no wyse as he sayde
B
[...]t yf she were wel y
norisshid
and amayde
To saue his astat of yemanrye
And she was
proud
and pert as a pye
A ful feir sight was vp on hem two
An holiday beforn hir wolde he go
With his tipet ybounde aboute his
hed
And she cam aftir in a gite of
reed
And Symkyn hadde hosen of the same
Ther durste no wight clepe hir but dame
Was non so hardy that wente be the way
That with hir durste onys rage or play
But yf he wolde be slayn of Symkyn
With pauade or with knyf or bodekyn
For ielous folk ben parlous euermo
Algatis they wolde her wyuys wenten so
And eke also for she was somdele smotirlich
She was as dyne as watir in a dich
And ful of ho
[...]our as a pismare
Here thoughte a lady sholde hir spare
What for hir kynrede
and hir nortilrye
That she hadde
lernyd in the Nonerye
A doughtir hadde they betwix hem two
Of twenty yeer withoute ony mo
Sauynge a
child that was of half yeer age
[Page]In cradyl it lay
and was a proper page
This wenche thicke
and wel I growe was
With Camoys nose
and yen grey as glas
Buttokkis brode
and brestis rounde & hye
But right fair was her heer I wyl not lye
The parson of the toun for she was feyr
In purpos was to make hir his heyr
Bothe of his catell
and of his mesuage
And straunge he made it of hir mariage
His purpos was to bestowe here hye
Vnto sum worthy
blood of auncetrye
For holy chirche godes muste be
spendid
On holy chirche
blood that is
descendid
Therf
[...]re he wolde his holy
blood honoure
Though that holy chirche sholde deuoure
Gret sokyn hadde this myller out of doute
With whete
and malt of al the
lond aboute
And namely ther was a gret Colege
Men clepith it the soler halle of Cambregge
There was her whete & ek hir malt I grounde
And on a day it
happed in a stounde
Seek lay the Mauncipyl on amalady
Men wenden wisly that he sholde dy
Fro whom this Myllers stale bothe whete & corn
An
hundrid tyme more than he
did beforn
For there before he stal but curteisly
But now he was a theef ful outrageously
For whiche the wardeyn chidde & made fare
But therof set this Myllere not a tare
[Page]He
crakid bost
and sayde it was not so
Than were ther pore clerkis two
That dueldyn in this halle of whiche I sey
Testyf they were
and lusty forto pley
And only for hir myrthe
and reuelrye
Vp on the wardeyn bisily they crye
To yeue hem leue but a litil stounde
To go to the mylle & se her corn̄ y grounde
And hardely they durste ley her necke
The myllere sholde not stele half a pecke
Of corn be sleyghte or by force hem tene
And at the laste the wardeyn yaf hem leue
Iohn highte that on & aleyn highte that othir
Of a toun were they born that highte strodir
Fer in the north I can not telle where
They makyn redy al hir owen gere
And on her hors the sackis cast anon
Forth goth aleyn the clerk
and eke Iohn
With
good
swerd
and bokeler by her syde
Iohn knew the wey hym
nedid no gyde
And at the mylle the sak adoun he leith
Aleyn spak first al hayl Symond in feith
How farith thy faire doughter
and thy wyf
Aleyn welcome quod Symkyn be my lyf
And Iohn also what how what do ye here
Symond quod he by
god nede hath no pere
Hym bus serue hym self that has no swayn
Or ellis he is a fool as clerkis sayn
Our mauncipyl I hope he wol be
ded
[Page]Swa workis ay there wangis in his
hed
And therfore I is come
and this aleyn
To grynde our corn
and cary it agayn
I pray you spede vs heyn in that ye may
It shal be do quod Sy
[...]kyn be my fay
What wil ye do whylis it is in
hond
Be
god right be the hoper wol I
stond
Quod Iohn
and se how the corn goos yn
Yet saw I neuyr be my fadir kyn
How the hoper waggis to
and fro
Ale
[...]n
answerd
[...]ohn wolt thou so
Than wol y be benethe by my croun
And se hon the mele fall is adoun
In to the trowgh that shal be my disport
For Iohn in faith I may be of your sort
Ay is as
[...]lle a Myllere as is ye
This myller
smyled of her nyce
[...]e
And thoughte al this is don but for awyle
Thay wene that noman may hem begyle
But be my thrifte yet shal I blere her ye
For al her sleyghte
and her philosophye
The more queynte crekis that they make
The more shal I stele whan I take
In stede of flour yet wyl I yeue hem bren
The grettist clerkis be not wisest men
As whilom the wolf spak to the mare
Of al her art ne counte I not atare
Out at the dore he goth ful pryuely
When that he saw his tyme softly
[Page]He lokith vp
and doun til he hath founde
Thise clerkis hors where they
stood bounde
Behynde the mylle vnder a l
[...]effeel
And to the hors he goth faire
and wel
He stripith of the beidyl right anon
And when the hors were loos they gan gon
Toward the
feld where wilde maris renne
Forth with with wehy thurgh thicke & thynne
This myllere goth ayen no
word he seyde
But doth his note & with the clerkis pleyde
Til that her corn was feire & wel grounde
And whan the mele is
sackid
and bounde
This Iohn goth forth & fynt his hors aweye
And gan to crye harow
and wel awey
Our hors is lorn aleyn for cokkys banys
Step out on thy feet com thennys at anys
Allas our wardeyn hath his palfrey lorn
This aleyn al forgat bothe mele
and corn
Al was oute of mynde his husbondry
What whilk wey is he gon he gan crye
The wyf com rennynge
ynward at a renne
She
said allas your hors goth to fenne
With wilde maris. as faste as he may go
Vnthank come on his
hand that
bond hem so
And he that bettir sholde haue knyt the reyne
Allas
quod Iohn allas for cristis peyne
Ley doun thy
swerd
and I wil myn alswa
I is ful swifte.
god woot as is a raa
Be cockis herte he shal not a scape vs bathe
[Page]Swa workis ay there wangis in his
hed
And therfore I is come
and this aleyn
To grynde our corn
and cary it agayn
I pray you spede vs heyn in that ye may
It shal be do quod Symkyn be my fay
What wil ye do whylis it is in
hond
Be
god right be the hoper wol I
stond
Quod Iohn
and se how the corn goos yn
Yet saw I neuyr be my fadir kyn
How the hoper waggis to
and fro
Aleyn
answerd Iohn wolt thou so
Than wol y be benethe by my croun
And se hon the mele fallis adoun
In to the trowgh that shal be my disport
For Iohn in faith I may be of your sort
Ay is as ille a Myllere as is ye
This myller
smyled of her nycete
And thoughte al this is don but for awyle
Thay wene that noman may hem begyle
But be my thrifte yet shal I blere her ye
For al her sleyghte
and her philosophye
The more queynte crekis that they make
The more shal I stele whan I take
In stede of flour yet wyl I yeue hem bren
The grettist clerkis be not wisest men
As whilom the wolf spak to the mare
Of al her art ne counte I not atare
Out at the dore he goth ful pryuely
When that he saw his tyme softly
[Page]He lokith vp
and doun til he hath founde
Thise clerkis hors where they
stood bounde
Behynde the mylle vnder a leeffeel
And to the hors he goth faire
and wel
He stripith of the beidyl right anon
And when the hors were loos they gan gon
Toward the
feld where wilde maris renne
Forth with with wehy thurgh thicke & thynne
This myllere goth ayen no
word he seyde
But doth his note & with the clerkis pl
[...]yde
Til that her corn was feire & wel grounde
And whan the mele is
sackid
and bounde
This Iohn goth forth & fynt his hors aweye
And gan to crye harow
and wel awey
Our hors is lorn aleyn for cokkys banys
Step out on thy feet com thennys at anys
Allas our wardeyn hath his palfrey lorn
This aleyn al forgat bothe mele
and corn
Al was oute of mynde his husbondry
What whilk wey is he gon he gan crye
The wyf com rennynge
ynward at a renne
She
said allas your hors goth to fenne
With wilde maris. as faste as he may go
Vnthank come on his
hand that
bond hem so
And he that bettir sholde haue knyt the reyne
Allas
quod Iohn allas for cristis peyne
Ley doun thy
swerd
and I wil myn alswa
I is ful swifte.
god woot as is a raa
Be cockis herte he shal not a scape vs bathe
[Page]Why ne
had thou put the
[...]pyl in to the lathe
Ille hayl be
god aleyn thou is a fonne
These sely clerkis haue wel faste y ronne
Toward the fenne bothe aleyn
and eke Iohn
And when the Myllere saw they were goon
He h
[...]lf a busshel of her corn hath take
And
[...]ad his wyf go knede it in a cake
And sayde I trow the clerkis were a
ferd
Yet can a Myllere make a clerkis
berd
For al her art yet let hem go her wey
Lo where they goon so lat the children pley
They gete hem nought so lightly be my croun
Thyse sely clerkis rennyn vp
and doun
With kepe kepe
stond
stond Iossa ware derere
Ga whistle thou there
and I shal kepe hym here
But shortly til it was verily nyght
They coude not though they dede al her myght
Her capil cacche he ran alwey so faste
Tyl in a diche they caughte hym at the laste
Wery
and weet as beste is in the rayn
Comyth sely Iohn
and wi
[...]h hym aleyn
Allas quod Iohn the day that I was born
Now are we dryuen to
hething
and to scorn
Our corn is stole men wyl vs folis calle
Bothe the ward
[...]yn
and our felowis alle
And namely the Myller wel a wey
Thus pleyneth Iohn as he goth be the wey
Toward the Mylle
and
bayard in his
hond
The Myller
sittyng be the fyre he
fond
[Page]For it was nyght & ferther mighte they nought
But for the loue of
god they hym besought
Of herberowh
and of ese as for hir peny
The myller sayde agayn yf ther be eny
Suche as hit is yet shulle ye haue your part
Myn hous is strait but ye haue
lernyd art
Ye can be argumentis maken a place
A myle
brood of twenty foot of space
Let se now yf this place wol suffise
Or make it romer with speche as is your gise
Now Symond saide thiz Iohn be saint
Cutberd
Ay is thow mery
and that is wel
answerd
I haue herd say þ
• men shal take of twa thingis
Swilk as he fyndis or swilk as he bringis
But specially y pray the hoost so dere
Gete vs som mete & drinke & make vs chere
And we wol trewly at the fulle
With empti hondis men may not hawkis culle
Lo here my siluer redy forto spende
This myller to the toun his doughter sende
For ale
and
breed
and
rostid hem a goos
And
bond her hors that he sholde nomore go loos
And in his owen chamber he made a
bed
With shetes & with chalous faire I
spred
Not from his owen
bed ten foot or twelue
His doughter hadde a
bed al be her selue
Right in the same chambir by
and by
It myghte be no bet the cause why
Ther was no romer herberow in the place
[Page]They soupen
and spekyn of sola
[...]e
And dronkyn euyr
strong ale atte beste
Aboute mydnyght wente they to reste
Wel hath this Myller
vernysshed his
hed
Ful
[...]le he was for dronke
and nat
red
He ye
[...]ith
and he spekith tho
[...]ow the nose
A
[...]
[...]e were on the quacke or on the pose
To bedde he goth
and with hym goth his wyf
As ony Iay was she light
and iolyf
So was her ioly whistyl wel y wet
The cradyl at here beddis syde was set
To rocken
and to yeue the childe sowke
And when that dawkyn was in the crowke
To bedde wente the doughter right anone
To bedde goth aleyn
and also Iohn
Th
[...]r is nomore ther nedith hem no dwale
This Myller hath so wysely
bibbed ale
That as an hors he fuortith
and slepe
Ne of his tayl behynde he takith no kepe
His wyf bare hym a burd
[...]n ful
strong
Men myghte hem here
rowtyng a
furlong
The wenche
rowted eke par company
Aleyn the clerk that herde this melody
He
pokyd Iohn
and sayde slepist thow
Herdist thou euyr slyke a
song or now
Lo whilk a complyn is atw
[...]ne hem alle
A wylde fyre on her bodyys falle
Who herde euyr swylk a ferly
thing
Ye they shal haue the flour of yll
endyng
[Page]This longe nyght ther
tyd vs no reste
But yet noforce al shal be for the beste
For Iohn sayde aleyn al so mot I thryue
If that I may ye wenche wol I swyue
Som esement hath lawe shapen vs
For Iohn ther is alawe that saith thus
That yf aman in o
thing be
agreued
That in a nothir he shal be
releued
Our corn is stole sothly hit is no nay
And we haue
had an euyl fytte to day
And syn I shal haue non amendement
Ageyns my losse I wol haue esement
Be goddis sale it shal non othir be
This Iohn
answerd aleyn auyse the
The myllere is a perlous man he seyde
And yf that he out of his slepe abreyde
He mighte do vs bathe a velony
Aleyn
answerd I counte hym not a slye
And vp he rist
and to the wenche he creep
This wenche lay vpright
and fast sleep
Til he so ny was or she myghte aspye
That it hadde be to late for to crye
And shortly forto telle they were attone
Now playe aleyn for I wil speke of Iohn
This Iohn lith stille a furlongwey or two
And to hym self he made gret woo
Allas quod he this is a
wickyd Iape
Now may I say that I is but an ape
Yet hath my felow somwhat for his harm
[Page]He hath the Myllars doughter in his arme
He
auntrid
and his nedis spedde
And I ly as a draf sak in my bedde
And whan this Iape is
told anothir day
I shal be holde a daffe a cokenay
I wyl a ryse
and auntre me be my feyth
Vnhardy vnsely thus men seyth
And vp he roos
and softly he went
Vnto the cradyl
and in his arm it hent
An bare it softe vnto his beddis feet
Sone aftir the wyf hir
rowtyng leet
And gan awake
and wente hir out to pisse
And cam ayen
and gan her cradyl mysse
And
gropid here & there but she
fond non
Allas quod she I hadde almost mysgon
I hadde almost goon to the clerkis
bed
Do wey benedicite than hadde I foule
sped
And forth she goth til she the cradyl
fond
She gropith alwey serther with her
hond
And
fond the
bed
[...] thoughte nought but
good
Be cause that the Cradyl be it
stood
And nyste neuer where she was for it was derk
But fayr & wel she crepte vnto the clerk
And lith ful stille & wolde haue caught a sleep
With ynne a whyle this Iohn vp leep
And on this
good wyf he leyeth on sore
So mery a fytte hadde not she ful yore
He prykith harde
and sore as he were
mad
This ioly lyf haue thyse two clerkis
lad
[Page]Tyl that the thridde cok began to synge
Aleyn wext wery in the dawnynge
For he hadde swonken al the longe nyght
And sayde fare wel my fair swete wight
The day is come I may no lenger byde
Yet euermore where so y go or ryde
I am thyn owen clerk sa haue I hele
Now dere lemman quod she go fare wele
But or thow go o
thing I wol the telle
When that thou wendist
homward by the melle
Right atte entre of the dore behynde
Thow shalt a cake of half abusshel fynde
That was
maad of thyn owen mele
Whiche that I halp my fader forto stele
And gode lemman
god the saue
and kepe
And with that
word almost she gan to wep
[...]
Aleyn vprist
and thoughte or that it dawe
I wil go crepe yn be my felawe
And
fond the cradil with his
hond anon̄
Be
god thoughte he al
wrong haue I gon
My
hed is toty of my swynk to nyght
That makith me that y go not a right
I wote wel by the cradyl I haue mys go
Here lith the myllere
and his wyf also
And forth he goth a twenty deuyl way
Into the
bed there the myllere lay
He wende haue cropen yn be his felow Iohn
And by the myller yn he creep anon
And caughte hym be the necke & softe spak
[Page]He sayde thou swyneshede awake
For cristis soule
and here a nobyl game
For by that
lord that
callyd is saint Iame
As I haue thryys in this short nyght
Swyuyd the mylleris doughter bolt vpright
Whylis thou hast as a
coward be agaste
Ye false harlot hast thou so hast
A fals traytour fals clerk quod he
Thou shalt be
ded be goddis dignite
Who durste be so bolde to do suche disperage
To my doughter that is of suche lynage
And be the throte bolle he canghte aleyn
And he hente hym dispitously agayn
And on the nose he smot hym with his fist
Doun ran the
blod vp on his brest
And in the floor with nose & mouth to broke
They
walowyd as piggis do in a poke
And vp they goon
and doun ayen anon
Tyl that the Myllere
sporned at a stoon
And doun he fyl
bacward on his wyf
That w
[...]ste no
thing of this nyce stryf
For she was falle in slepe a litil wight
With Iohn the clerk that
wakid hath al nyght
And with the fal out of her slepe she
breyd
Help holy cros of bromehem she sayde
In manus tuas to the
lord I calle
A wake
Symond the
feend is on me falle
Myn herte is brokyn I am but
ded
There lieth on my wombe
and on my
hed
[Page]Help Symkyn for the fals clerkis fighte
This Iohn stert vp as faste as he myghte
And
graspid be the wallis to
and fro
To fynde astaf
and she stert vp also
And knew the eftes bet than
did this Iohn
And by the wall astaf she took anon
And saw a litil shymerynge of a light
For at an hole yn shon the mone light
And by that light she saw hem bothe two
But sikirly she nyste who was who
And as she saw a whit
thing in her ye
An whan she gan this white
thing aspie
She wende the clerk hadde
werid a volupier
And with the staf she drew ay nere
and nere
And wende haue hit this aleyn at the ful
And smoot the myller on the
pilid skul
And doun he goth
and cryde harow I dye
The clerkis bete hym wel
and let hym lye
And greyden hem
and eek hir hors anon
And eke hir mele
and on her wey they goon
And atte mylle dore yet he took his cake
Of half a busshel flour wel I bake
Thus is the
proud myller wel I bete
And hath lost the gryndynge of the whete
And
payd for the soper eueridell
Of aleyn
and of Iohn that beet hym well
His wyf is
swyuyd
and his doughtir als
Lo suche it is a myllere to be fals
And therto this prouerbe is
sayd ful soth
[Page]Hym dare not wene well that euyl doth
A gilour shal euer
begyled be
And
god that sit in high mageste
Saue al this companye grete
and smale
Thus haue I quyt the Myllere his tale
¶Here endith the reuys tale. ¶
And begynneth the cokis
prolog.
THe cook of london whyle the reue spak
For ioye he toughte he
clawid hym on þ
e bak
A ha quod he for cristis owen passion
This Myllere hath a sharp conclusion
Vp on his argument of herbegage
Wel sayde Salamon in his langage
Ne preesse not euery man in thy hous
For herborwynge be nyght is perlous
Wel ought a man
auisid forto be
Whom that he brynge in to his pryuite
I prey to
god so yeue me sorow
and care
Syn euyr that I highte hogge of ware
Herd I Myllere bet y set a werk
He hadde a Iape of malice in the derk
But
god forbede that we stynten here
And therfore yf ye vouchesauf to here
A tale of me that am a poure man
I wol you telle as wel as I can
A lityl Iape that fyl in our cyte
Our ost
answerd & sayde I graunte it the
Now telle on rogger loke that it be
good
For many a pasty hast thou lete
blood
[Page]
And many a iacke of douyr hast thou
sold
That
had be twis hoot
and twis
cold
Of many a pilgrym hast thou cristis ours
For of thy persely yet fare they the wers
Now tel on gentil roger be thy name
But I pray the be not wroth for game
A man may say ful soth in game
and pley
Thow saist soth sayde roger be my fey
But soth pley quade pley as the
flemyng saith
And therfore harry bally be thy feyth
Be thow not wroth ar we departen here
Though that my tale be of an hostillere
But natheles I wil not telle it yet
But or we departe I wis thou shalt be quyt
And therwith al he lowgh
and made chere
And sayde his tale as ye shul aftir here
¶Here endith the cokis
prolog. ¶
And begynneth his tale.
APrentis whilom duelt in our cyte
Of craft of vitaillers was he
As
gaylard he was as goldsmyth in þ
• shawe
Broun as a bery a proper felawe
With lokkis I
kembid ful fetously
Daunce he coude wel
and iolily
Than he was
clepid Perkyn reuelour
He was as ful of loue
and paramour
As is the hyue ful of hony swete
Wel was the wenche þ
• with hym mighte slepe
And at euery bridale wolde he synge & hoppe
[Page]He
louyd bettir the nethir ende than the shoppe
For when ther ony
ridyng was in chepe
Out of the shoppe thyder wolde he lepe
Tyl that he hadde al the sighte y seyn
And
daunsed wel he wolde not come ayen
And
gadrid hym a meyne of his sort
To ho
[...]pe & synge & make suche disport
And there they secte steuene forto mete
To pleyyn at the dyse in suche a strete
For in the toun was ther no prentyse
That fayrer coude caste a peyre of dyse
Than Perkyn coude
and therto he was fre
Of his dispence in place of pryuyte
That
fond his maister wel in his chaffare
For of tyme he
fond his box ful bare
For shortly a prentis that is a reuelour
That hauntith dyse riot
and paramour
His maister shal it in his shoppe abye
Al haue he no part of the mynstralsye
For thefte
and riot they be conuertibyll
Al can he pleye on gitern
[...] or ribyble
Reuel
and trouthe as in a low degre
They be ful wroth alday as men may se
This ioly prentis with his maister
stood
Tyl he was neer oute of his
prentishod
Al were he styborn bothe erly
and late
And sumtyme
led with reuel to Newgate
Where he his vnthriftynes sore aboughte
But atte laste his maister hym bethoughte
[Page]Vp on a prouerbe that saith the same
word
Wel bet is roten appyl oute of horde
Then that he roten al the remenaunt
So farith it be a riotous seruaunt
It is ful lasse harm to lat hym pas
Than he sholde al the seruauntis in the plas
Therfore his maister yaf hym acquietaunce
And
had hym go with sorou & myschaunce
And thus this ioly prentis hadde his leue
Now let hym riot al the nyght or leue
And ther is no theef withouten look
That helpith hym to waste or to sowke
Of that he beybe can or borow may
Anon he sellith his
bed
and his aray
Vnto a compiere of his owen sorte
That louyth dyse ryot
and disporte
And hadde a wyf that
held for contenaunce
A shoppe &
swyued for hir sustenaunce
¶Here endith the Cokys tale
And begynneth the man of lawis
prolog
OVre hoost saw that by the bright sonne
The ark of his artificial day
had
[...]onne
The fourthe part
and half an
[...]oure & more
And theygh he were not depp
[...] stert in lore
He wiste it was the .xviij. day
Of april that is messanger to may
And saw wel that the shadow of euery tre
Was in lengthe of the same quantite
That was the body erect that
causid it
[Page]
And therfore be the shadow he took his wit
That phebus whiche that shon so clere & bright
Degrees was .xlv. clomben on height
And for that day is in latitude
Hit is ten of the clocke
[...]e gan conclude
And sodenly he plight his hors aboute
Lording
[...]
[...] he I warne you al the route
The fourthe part of this day is goon
Now for the loue of
god
and saint Iohn
Lese no tyme as ferforth as ye may
Lordingis the tyme wastith bothe nyght & day
And stelith fro vs what priuely slepynge
And what thurgh negligence in our wakynge
As doth the streme that
turned neuyr agayn
Descendyng fro the mounteyn in to the playn
Wel can senek
and many a philosophir
Bewaylen tyme more than
gold in cofyr
For los of catell may
recouered be
But los of tyme shendith vs quod he
It wyl not come ayen withouten drede
Nomore than wol Malkynes maydenhede
Whan that she hath lost it in hir wantownesse
Let vs not mowlyn thus
[...]n Idelnesse
SIre man of lawe
q
[...] he so haue thou blis
Tel vs a tale anon as
forward is
Ye be
submyttyd thorough your fre assent
To stonden in this caas at my Iugement
Acquyte you now of your be heeft
Than haue ye do your deuyr at the leeft
[Page]Hoost quod he depar dien Ie assent
To breke
forward is not myn entent
Beheste his dette
and I wolde fayn
Plese yow /
and therto wole I do my payne
For suche lawe as men yeueth another wight
He sholde hym self vse it be right
Thus wol our text but natheles certeyn
I can right now no thrifty tale seyn
That Chauser they he can but lewdly
On metris
and on rymynge craftely
Hath
sayd hem in suche english as he can
Of olde tyme as knoweth meny a man
And yf he hath not
sayd hem leue beother
In o book he hath
sayd hem in anothir
For he hath
told of louers vp an doun
Mo than Ouyde made of mencion
In his Epistelis that ben olde
What sholde he telle hem sith they be
told
In youthe he made of Certes of alkyon
And sith he hath spoken of euerichon
These nobil wyuys
and thyse nobil louers eek
Who that wol his large volum seke
Clepyd the sayntis lyuys of cupyde
There may he see the large woundis wyde
Of lucrece
and of babylone tisbe
The
swerd of dido for the fals Enee
The
swerd of philles for here demophon
The playnte of dyanere
and of armyon
Of adryane
and eke of Isiphyle
[Page]The bareyn yle
stondyng in
[...]he se
The dreynt
[...]andir for his erro
The teris of Eleyne
and eke the woo
Of Briseyde
and of Ladomea
The cruelte of the quene Medea
The lityl childryn
hangyng be the hals
For why Iason that was of loue so fals
Epymystra Penelope
and alceste
Her wyfhode comendynge with the beste
But certeynly no
word ne writith he
Of that
wicked ensaumpyl of Canace
That
loued her owen brothir synfully
Of whiche
cursid storyes I say fy
Or ellis of Tirns appolonius
How that the
cursid
kyng antiochus
Beraft his doughter of hir maydenhede
That is so horrible a tale forto rede
Whan he here threw vp on the pament
And therfore he ful of auisement
Wolde neuer write in none of his sermons
Of suche
vnkind abhomynacions
Ne I wol none reherce yf that I may
But of my tale what sholde I do this day
Me were loth be
likned doutles
To myses that men clepe piarydes
Methamorphoseos woot what I mene
But nether theles I recke not a bene
They I come aftir hym the whiche hath no lak
I speke in prose let hym rymes make
[Page]
And with that
word he with a sobir chere
Began his tale as ye shul after here
O Hateful harm condicion of pouert
With thrist.
cold & hunger so
cōfoundid
To asken help the shameth in thy hert
Yf thou non aske with nede art thou so
woundid
That verry nede vnwrappith al thy woundis
hid
Magre thyn
hed thou muste of indigence
Or stele or begge or borow thyn dispence
Thou blamyst crist
and sayst ful bitterly
He mys departiht riches temperal
Thyn neyghebour thou witist synfully
And sayst thou hast to lite
and he hath al
Parfay sayst thou one day he reken shal
When that his tayl shal brenne in th
[...] gl
[...]de
For he not helpith the nedful in her n
[...]de
Herkenyth what is the sentence of the wyse
Bet is to dyen than to haue indigence
Thy self neyghbour wol the despyse
If thou be poure farewel thy reuerence
Yet of the wiseman take his sentence
Althey that poure men be wikk
Bewaar or thou come to the prik
Yf thou be poure thy brother hatith the
And alle thy frendis fle fro the allas
O riche marchauntis ful of wele ye be
O nobyl
and prudent folk as in this caas
Your baggis bith not
fillyd with
[...]mbes aas
But with sys synk that rennyth in your chaunc
[...]
[Page]At Cristemasse mery mowe ye daunce
Ye s
[...]kyn
lond
and se for your wynnyngis
And as wyse folk ye knowe al the state
Of reygnes that been fadir of tidingis
And talis bothe of pees
and of debaat
I were right now of a tale desolaat
Ne were that a Marchan̄t gon is many a yere
Me taughte a tale whiche ye mowe here
IN Surry whylom
duellyd a companye
Of Chapmen riche therto
sad & trewe
That wyde where senten their spicerye
Clothis of
gold & satyn riche of hewe
Her chaffare was so trusty
and so newe
That euery wight hath deynte of her chaffare
And eke with hem to selle here ware
Now fyl it that the maistris of the sort
Haue shapen hem to rome forto wende
Were it for chapman
hood or for disport
Non othir message
wold they thyder sende
But cam hem self to rome this is the ende
And in suche place as thoughte hem auantage
For her entent they takyn her herbygage
Soiourned haue thyse marchantis in that toun
A certeyn tyme as syl for her plesaunce
But so be fyl that the excellent renoun
Of the Emperours doughter dame Constan
[...]e
Reported was with euery circumstaunce
Vnto thyse marchantis in suche wyse
Fro day to day as y shal you deuyse
[Page]This was the comyn wis of euery man
The Emperour of rome
god hym se
A doughter hath that sith the worlde began
To rekene as wel her goodnes as her beaute
Was neuer suche another as was she
I pray to
god in honour here
[...]usteyne
And wolde she were of al Enrope the quene
In here is high beaute withoute pryde
Yonghte withoute greef or folye
To alle her werkis vertu is her gyde
Humbles hath slayn in here al tirannye
She is a myrrour of al curtesie
Her herte is verry chambir of holynesse
Her
hond mynyster of fredom
and of almesse
And al this wis is soth as
god is trew
But now to purpos let vs turne ay
[...]en
Thise marchan̄tis haue do fraught her shippis newe
And when they haue the blisful mayde seyn
Home to surry they wente a geyn
And don her nedis as they dede yore
And liuen wel I can s
[...]y nomore
Now fil it þ
• thyse marchauntis
stood in grace
Of hym that was the sow
[...]n of furrye
For whan that they com fro ony straunge place
He wolde of his benigne curtesie
Make hem
good chere
and bisely aspye
Tidyngis of sundry regnys forto lere
The wondrys that they mighte se
and here
Among othir thingis specially
[Page]Thise marchants haue tolde of dame Cōstaūce
So gret noblesse in ernest certeinly
That this sowdan hath caught so gret plesaūce
To haue her figure in his remembraunce
And al his lust
and al his besy cure
Was forto loue here whilis his lif may endure
Parauenture in that large book
Whiche I clepe the heuen y wryte was
With sterrys that he his birthe took
Th
[...]r he for loue sholde haue his deth allas
F
[...] in the sterrys clerer than is the glas
Ys writyn
god woot who so coude rede
The deth of euery man withouten drede
In sterrys many a wynter there beforn
Was wryte the deth of Ector & Achilles
Of Pompey Iulius or they were born
The stryf of Thebes
and of Hercules
Of Sampson Turnus
and Socrates
The deth but mennys wittis be so dul
That no man can rede it atte ful
This sowdan for his pryuy counceil sent
And shortly on this mater forto passe
He hath to hem
declared his entent
And sayde hem certeyn but he mighte haue grace
To haue Custaunce in a litil space
He nas but
ded
and
charged hem on hye
To shapen for hym som remedy
Diuers men diuers thinges saiden
They argumentis casten vp
and doun
[Page]Many a sotil reson forth they layden
They spak of magyk
and abusion
But finally as in this conclusion
They can not see in that non auauntage
Ne in non othir wey saue in mariage
Than saw they ther ynne suche difficultees
Be wey of reson to speke al playn
Be cause that ther was suche diuersitees
Betwix her bothe lawes that they sayn
They trowe that no cristen prince wolde fayn
Wedden his
child vnder our lawes swete
That vs was taught be
mahound our ꝓphete
And he
answerd rathir than I lese
Custaunce I wil be
cristened doutles
I moot be heris I may non other chese
I pray yow
hold your argumentis in pees
Sauyth my lif
and be not recheles
To geten here that hath my lif in cure
For in this wo I may not longe endure
What nedith gre
[...]ter delectacion
I say be tretyse
and
[...]lussetrye
And by the Popis mediacioun
And al the chirche
and al the chiualrye
That in destruction of mawmetrye
And in encrees of cristis lawe dere
They be
accorded as ye shul here
How that the Sowdan
and his baronage
And alle his liegis shul
cristened
[...]e
And he shal haue custaunce in mariage
[Page]
And ertayn
gold I not what quantyte
And therto founde they
good
[...]urete
The same accorde was sworn in either syde
Now faire Custaunce almyghty
god the gyde
Now wolde sum men wene as I gesse
That I sholde telle al the purueaunce
That the Emperour of his grete nobles
Hath shape for his doughter dame Custaunce
Wel may men knowe that so gret ordenaunce
May no man telle in a litil clause
As was
arayd for so high a cause
Bisshoppis ben shapen with her forto wende
Lordis
and ladyes of gret renoun
And other folk ynough this is the ende
And
notifyed is thorough out the toun
That euery wight with deuocioun
Sh
[...]lde praye crist that this mariage
Resceyue in gre
and spede this viage
The day is com of hir
departyng
I say that the woful
[...] day is come
That ther may be no len
[...]er taryynge
But
forward they dresse hem alle
and som
Custaunce that with sorow is al ouercom
Ful pale arisith
and dress
[...]th her to wende
For wel she woot ther is non other ende
Allas what wonder it is though she wepte
That shal be sent to straunge nacion
Fro frendis that here so tenderly kepte
And to be bounde vnder subiection
[Page]Of one she knoweth not the condicion
Husbondis been alle gode
and haue be yore
That knowe wyuys I dar say nomore
Fadir she sayde thy
wrecchid
child custaunce
Thy yonge doughter
fostred vp so softe
That most you loueth with obeissaunce
Ouir alle
thing out take crist on lofte
Custaunce your
child her recomaundith ofte
Vnto your grace for I shal to surrye
Ne shal I neuer se you more with ye
Allas vnto the barbarik nacion
I muste anon
acordyng to your wil
But crist that deyde for our redempcion
So yeue me grace his hestis to fulfille
I
wrecchid womman no sors though I spylle
Wommen are born to thraldom & to penaunce
And to be vnder mannys gouernaunce
I trow at troye whan Turnus brac the wal
Of Ilion nor brent was Thebes the Cyte
Ne rome for the sege of hanybal
That romayns hadde
venguysshed tymes thre
Nas
herd suche tender wepynge for pyte
As was in the chambir for her departynge
But forth she moot whether she wepe or synge
O frosty mornynge cruel firmament
With thy dyurnal whele that crowdest ay
And hurtelist al fro este to occidente
That naturelly wolde holde another wey
Thy
crowdyng set the heuen in suche aray
[Page]At the begynnynge of this firste viage
That cruel marce hath slayn this mariage
O infortunat asc
[...]ndant tortuous
Of whiche the
lord is helples falle allas
Out of his angil in to the thirde hous
O Marce occitaser as in this caas
O feble mone vnhappy be thy paas
Thow knettist the there thou art not
resceyued
There thou art wel fro then art thou
weyuyd
Imprudent Emperour of rome allas
Was ther no philisophir in thy toun
Is no tyme bectir than anothir in this ca
[...]s
Of viages is ther non election
Namely to folk of hygh condicion
Not whan a rote is of a birthe y knowe
Allas we been to
lewd
and ellis to slowe
To shippe is brought this woful fayre mayde
Solempuly with euery circumstaunce
Now Ih
[...]su crist be with you alle she sayde
Ther is nomore but far wel fayre Custaunce
She pynyth her self to make
good contenaunce
And forth I lete here saylle in this manere
And turne ayen I wol to my matere
The moder of the sowdan welle of vicis
Aspyed hath her sonys playn en
[...]ent
How he wolde lete his olde sacrificis
And right anon she for her counsel sent
And they be come to knowe what she ment
And whan
assemblid was this folk in fere
[Page]She sette her doun & sayde as ye shul here
Lordinges quod she ye know wel euerichon
How that my sone is in poynt forto lete
The holy lawis of our alcaron
Yeuen by goddis messanger Machomete
But on a vowe to the grete
god I hete
The lif shal rathir out of my body stert
Or machometis loue go out of my hert
What sholde vs tidyn of this newe lawe
But thraldom to our body
and penaunce
And
aftirward in helle to be drawe
For we
reneyed
Mahound our creaunce
But lordis wille ye make assuraunce
As I shal say
assentyng to my lore
And I shal make vs sauf for euyrmore
They sworyn
and
assented euery man
To lyue with hir
and dye
and by hir stonde
And eueriche in the beste wyse that he can
To strengthe her shal his frendis fonde
As she that hath this empryse take on honde
Whiche ye shul here as I shal deuyse
And to hem alle she spak in this wyse
We shul vs first fayne cristendom to take
Cold watre ne shal vs greue but a lyte
And I shal suche a feste
and a reuel make
That as I trow I shal the sowdon quyte
For though his wyf be
cristened neuyr so whit
She shal haue nede to wasshe awey the rede
Though she a fonte ful of water with her lede
[Page]O sowdonnes rote of iniquyte
Virago thou samarian the secunde
O serpent vndir femenyn beaute
I lik vnto the serpent depe in helle I bound
[...]
O
feyned woman al that may confounde
Vertu
and Innocence thurgh thy malice
I
bred is in the nest of euery vice
O sathan ennyous syn that day
That thow were
chaced from our heritage
Wel knowest thow to women the olde way
Thow madist one to brynge vs in seruage
Thou wolt fordon this cristen mariage
Thyn instrument so wel a way the whyle
Makist thou of woman whan thou wilt begy
[...]e
This sowdonnesse whom I thus blame & wery
Let priuely her counsel go her way
What sholde I lenger in this tale tary
She ridith to the Sowdan on a day
And sayde to hym that she wolde renye her lay
And cristendom of prestis
hond fonge
Repentyng her that she hethen was so longe
Besechinge hym to don her that honour
That she myghte haue the cristen folk to feste
To plesen hem I wyl do my labour
The Sowdan saith I wyl do at your heste
And
kneling
thankid her of that requeste
So
glad he was he nyste what to sey
She
kyssid her sone
and home she goth her wey
Aryuyd be this cristen folk to londe
[Page]In surry with a greet solempne route
And hastely this Sowdon sente his sonde
First to his moder
and to al the regne aboute
And sayde his wyf was come withoute doute
And preyde her to ryde ayens the quene
The honour of his regne to sustene
Greet was the prees
and riche was the aray
Of surriens
and of Romayns met in fere
The moder of the sowdon riche
and gay
Resceyuyth hir with al
glad chere
As ony moder myghte her doughter dere
And to the nexte cyte there beside
A softe paas solempuly they ride
Nought trow I the triumphe of Iulius
Of whiche that lucan makith suche a boost
Was ryaller ne more corious
Than was the assemble of this blisful ost
But this scorpion this
wicked gost
The sowdonnesse for al hir flaterynge
Cast vnder this ful mortally to stynge
The sowdon comyth hym self sone aftir this
So rially that wonder was to telle
And welcomyth hir with ioye
and blis
And thus with ioye
and blis I lete hem dw
[...]lle
The fruyt of euery tale is forto telle
Men thoughte it when tyme cam for the best
That reuel to stynt
and men to go to reste
The tyme cam this olde Sowdonnesse
Ordeyneth hath this feste of whiche I tolde
[Page]
And to the feste cristen men dresse
In general bothe yonge
and olde
There may men reuel
and feste beholde
And deyntees mo than I can deuyse
But al to dere they boughte it er they ryse
O sodeyn wo that euer art successour
To wordly blis spreynt with bitternes
The ende of our Ioy
and of our wordly labour
Wo occupieth the fyn of our gladnesse
Herkyn this counsel for thy sikernesse
Vp on thy
glad day haue in thy mynde
The vnwaar wo that comyth the behynde
For shortly to telle at o
word
The sowdan
and the cristen euerichone
Been al to he wen
and
stiked at the borde
But it were only dame Custaunce allone
This olde Sowdonnes
cursid crone
Hath with her
cursid frendis there don this dede
For she her self wolde al the contre lede
Ne there was Surreyn none that was
conuertid
That of the counsel of the Sowdan wotith
That he nas al to hewen or he
astertid
And Custaunce haue takyn as they hotith
And in a ship steerles
god it wotith
They haue her set
and
bid her lerne to saylle
Out of S
[...]rrye ayen in to Itaylle
A certeyn tresour that she thyder ledde
And soth to sayn vitayl greet plente
They haue her yeue
and clothis eek she
had
[Page]
And forth she
[...]ayled in to the salt se
O my Custaunce ful of benignite
O Emperours
yong doughter dere
He that is
lord ouyr fortune be thy stere
She
blissid hir
and with ful pitous wis
Vnto the cros of crist
said she
O clere O woful auter holy croye
Rede of the lambis
blood ful of pyte
That wesshist the worlde fro
old iniquite
Me fro the
fend
and fro his clawis kepe
That day that I shal drenche in the depe
Victorious tre of protection trewe
That only were
ordeyned forto bere
The
kyng of heuen with his woundis newe
The whyte lamb that hurt was with a spere
Flemer of fendis out of hym
and of here
Of whiche thy lymes feithfully extende
Me kepe
and yeue me myght to amende
Yeris
and dayes fleet this creature
Thorow out the se of greek in to the streyte
Of Marrok as it was her auenture
O many a sory meel may she beyte
Aftir her deth ful ofte may she wayte
Or that the wilde wawes wolde her dryue
Vnto the place where that she shal arryue
Men myghte aske why she was not slayn
And ek atte feste who myghte her body saue
And I answere to that demaunde agayn
Who
sauyd Daniel in the horrible Caue
[Page]There euery wight were he maistir or knaue
Was with the lioun fret or he a stert
No wight but
god that he baar in his hert
God lust to shewe his wondirful miracle
In here for she sholde se his mighty werkis
Crist that is of euery harm triacle
Be certayn menys as knowen clerkis
Doth thingis that for certeyn ende ful derk is
To mannys wit that for our ignoraunce
Ne can not knowe his prudent purueaunce
Now sith that she nas at the feste y slawe
Who kepte her fro
drenching in the see
Who kepte Ionas in the fisshis mawe
Tyl he was
spowted out at nynyue
Wel may men knowe it was no wight but he
That kepte the pepyl of Ebrew fro
drenching
With drye foot thorugh out the see passinge
Who hath the foure spiritis of tempeste
That power haue to annoyen londe
and see
Bothe No
[...]th
and south west
and Est
Annoyeth neyther
lond hous ne tre
Sothly the comaunder of that was he
That fro the tempest ay this woman kepte
As wel whan she wook as whan she slepte
Where myghte this woman mete & drynk haue
Thre yere
and more lastith her vitayl
[...]
Who fedde the Egipcian Mary in the Caue
Or in desert non but crist sauns faylle
Fyur
thousand folk it was a gret meruaylle
[Page]With louys fyue
and fisshis two to fede
God halpe her alwey in her nede
She dryueth fo
[...]th in to our occian
Thorow out our wyde se til at the laste
Vndir an
hold that nemene I ne can
Fer in
Northumbirland the wawys her cast
And in the
sond the ship
stickid so faste
That thens wolde it not al that tyde
The wil of crist was there she shulde abyde
The constabil of the castel doun is fare
To se this wrakke
and al the ship he soughte
And
fond this doutif womman ful of care
He
fond also the tresour that she broughte
In her langage mercy she be soughte
The lif out her body forto wynne
Her to deliuer out of the wo that she was ynne
Amaner latyn corupt was her speche
But algatis ther by was she vnderstonde
The Constabil whan hym lift no lenger seche
This woful womman brought he to londe
She knelith doun
and thankith cristis sonde
But what she was she
wold noman sey
For foul ne fair t
[...]ough she sholde dye
She
said she was so
masid in the se
That she forgat her mynde by her trowth
The Constabil hath of hir so gret pyte
And eke his wyf that wepen sore for rowth
She was so diligent withoute slowthe
To serue
and plese euerich in that place
[Page]That al her loue that lokyn in her face
The Constabyl
and dame
hermegild his wyf
Were paynemys
and that contre euery where
But
hermegild
louyd her as her lyf
And Custan̄ce hath so longe I
soiourned there
In orisoun with many a bittir tere
Tyl Ihesus hath
conuertid thorough his grace
Dame hermegilde the Constablis wyf of þ
• place
In al that
lond no cristen durste route
Alle cristen men be
fled fro that contre
Thorough paynemes that
conquered al aboute
The royame as wel by londe as by see
To wales thenne fledde the Cristianite
Of olde britons
duellyng in that Ile
Ther was no refute for the mene whyle
But yet nere cristen britons so
exyled
That ther nas som in her priuyte
Honouryd crist
and hethen folk
begilyd
And nygh the castel suche ther
dwellid thre
That one of hem was
blynd & myght not se
But it were with thicke yen of his mynde
With whiche they seen aftir men be blynde
Bright was the sonne as in a somers day
For whiche the Constabyl
and his wyf also
And Custaunce hath take the right way
Toward the see a
furlong wey or two
To pleyen
and to romen to
and fro
And in this walk the blynde men they mette
Crokid
and olde with yen faste I shette
[Page]In the name of crist cryde this briton
Dame Hermegilde yeue me my sighte ageyn
This lady wax
afrayd of that soun
Lest that her
husbond shortly forto seyn
Wolde here for Ihesus cristis lore haue sleyn
Til custaunce made her bolde &
bad her wirche
The wil of criste as doughter of holy chirche
The constabil wexte
abasshid of that sighte
And sayde what amountith al this fare
Custaunce answerde sire it is cristis myght
That helpith folk out of the fendis snare
And so ferforth she gan our lawe declare
That she the Constable or it were eue
Conuerted hath
and on crist made hym beleue
This Constable was no
thing
lord of this place
Of whiche I spak ther he Custaunce fonde
But kepte it strongly many wyntris space
Vndir alla
kyng of al
Northumbirlond
That was ful wyse
and worthy of his
hond
Ayens the scottis as men may wel here
But turne ayen I wil to my matere
Sathan that euer vs waytith to begyle
Saw of Custaunce al the perfection
And caste anon how he mighte quyte her while
And made a
yong knight
dwelling in þ
e toun
Loue here so hote of foul affection
That verily hym toughte he shal spille
But he of here onys mighte haue his wille
He wowith hir but it auaylith nought
[Page]She wolde do no synne be no way
And for despit he
compassid in his thought
To make here on shamful deth to day
He waytith whan the Constabyl is away
And priuely on a nyght he crepte
In hermegildis chambir whylis she slepte
Wery
forwakid in her orisons
Slepith hermegilde
and Constaunce also
This knyght thorough sathans temptacions
Al softly is to the
bed y goo
And ku
[...]te the throte of
hermegild a twoo
And leyde the blody knyf be dame Custaunce
And wente his wey there
god yeue him mischan̄
[...]e
Sone aftir comyth the Constabyl hom ayeen
And eke alla that was
kyng of the
lond
And saw his wyf dispitously sleyn
For whom he wepte
and
wrong his
hond
And in the
bed the blody knyf he fonde
Be dame Custaunce allas what might she say
For verray wo her wit was al a way
To
kyng alla was
told al this myschaunce
And the tyme
and where
and eke the wyse
That in a ship was founde this Custaunce
As here before ye me haue
herd deuyse
The kyngis herte of pyte gan aryse
When he saw the benigne creature
Falle in disese
and in mysauenture
For as the lomb
toward his deth is brought
So stant this Innocent a fore the
kyng
[Page]This fals knight that hath this treson wrought
Bereth hir in
hond she ha
[...]h do this
thyng
But natheles there was gret
mornyng
Among the pepyl
and sayden they can gesse
That she hadde not do so gret a wickednesse
For they haue seye here euyr so vertuous
And
louyng
hermegild right as her lyf
Of this baar witnesse euerich in that hous
Saue he that slow
hermegild with the knyf
This gentil
kyng hath caught a gret motif
Of this witnesse & thoughte he wolde enquyre
Deppere in this aias
and trowthe forto lere
Allas custaunce thou hast no champion
Ne fighte cans thou not so wel away
But he that for our redempcion
Bond sathan
and yet lith there he lay
He be thy
strong champion this day
For but crist open myracle kithe
Withoute gilt thou shalt be slayn as swithe
She sette hir doun on her knees & thus she sayde
Immortal
god that sauedist
[...]usanne
Fro fals blame
and thou mercyful mayde
Mary I mene doughtir of saint anne
Before whos
child aungelis
syng Osanne
If I begiltles of this felonye
My socour be or ellis I shal dye
Haue ye not se sum tyme a pale face
Of hym that hath be
lad in a prees
Toward his deth where he getith no grace
[Page]
And suche a colour in the knyghtis face chees
Men myghte knowe his face in all the prees
Among al the faces that was in that Route
So stant Custaunce
and lokith here aboute
O quenes lynage whilom in prosperite
Duchesse
and ladyes euerichone
Haue som rowthe on hir aduersite
An Emperours doughter stont allone
She woot not to whom to make her mone
O ryal lady that stondist in this drede
Fer ben thy frendes at thy greet nede
This Alla hath suche compassion
As gentil herte is
fulfillyd of pyte
That from his yen ran the watir doun
Now hastely go fet a book quod he
And yf that this knyght wol swere that she
Hath this woman slayn yet wyl we vs auyse
Whom that we wyl shal be our Iustise
A briton book writen with euangelies
Was fet
and there on he swoor anon
She gilty was
and in the mene whyles
An
hond hym smoot vp on the necke boon
That doun he fyl at onys as a stoon
And bothe his yen brest out of his face
In sighte of euery body of that place
A boys was
herd in general audience
And sayde thou hast
disclaundryd giltlees
The doughter of holy chirche in high presence
Thus hast thou doon
and yet I holde my pees
[Page]Of this meruayll agast was al the prees
As
masid folk they stonden euerichon
For drede of wreche saue Custaunce alone
Greet was the drede
and eke the repentaunce
Of hem that hadde
wrong suspection
Vp on this sely Innocente Custaunce
And for this mirakil in conclusion
And by Custaunces mediacion
The
kyng
and many another in that place
Conuertid was
thankid be cristis grace
This fals knight was slayn for his vntrouthe
By Ingement of the
kyng alla hastely
And yet hadde Custaunce of his deth gret routhe
And aftir Ihesus of his mercy
Made alla to wedde hir solemly
This holy maiden that is so bright
and shore
And thus hath crist
maad Custaunce a qu
[...]e
But who was woful yf I shal nat ly
Of this
weddyng but donygelde
and nomo
The kyngis modir ful of tirannye
Her thoughte her
cursid herte brast a two
She nolde not her sone hadde so do
Her thoughte a despyt that he sholde take
So straunge a creature vnto his make
Me list not of the chaf ne of the s
[...]re
Make so
long a tale as of the corn
What sholde I telle of the ryalte
Of this mariage or whiche cors goth beforn
Who bloweth in a trompe or who in a horn
[Page]The fruyt of euery tale is for to sey
They
[...]et
and drank daunce synge
and pley
They go to bedde as it is skyl
and right
For though that wyuys be ful holy thyngis
They muste take in pacient a nyght
Suche maner of necessaries as been plesingis
To folk that haue
weddid hem with ringis
And sey a litil her holynesse a syde
As for the tyme it may non other betyde
On here he begate a man
child anon
And to a bisshop
and to his Constable eke
He took his wyf to kepe when he is gon
To
scotlond
ward his fomen forto seke
Now faire Custaunce that is so humble & so meke
So
long is gon with childe in that stylle
She kepte her chambir
abydyng cristis wyll
The tyme is come a man
child she beer
Mauricius at the fontstoone they hym calle
This Constabyl doth forth come a messanger
And wroot vnto this
kyng þ
t
clepyd was alle
How that this blisful tidingis is be falle
And othir
thing whiche was nedeful to saye
He takith his lettre
and forth he goth his waye
This messanger to do his auauntage
Vnto the kynges moder ridith he swythe
And salueth here fayre in his langage
Madame quod he ye may be
glad
and blythe
And thanken
god an
hundrid
thousand sithe
My lady the quene hath
child withouten doute
[Page]To ioye
and blisse of al this regne aboute
Lo here the lettres
sealid of this
thing
That I muste here in al the haste I may
Yf ye wil ought to your sone the
kyng
I am your seruaunt bothe nyght
and day
Dame donegelde answerde al this tym̄ nay
But here al nyght I wol thou take thy rest
To morow I wol sey the what me leste
This messanger drank sadly ale
and wyne
And stolen were his lettres priuely
Out of his box whilis he slepte as a swyn
And
countrefetyd was ful subtilly
Anothir lettre wrought ful synfully
Vnto the
kyng
directyd of this matere
Fro his Constabil as ye may aftir here
The lettre spak the quene
deliuered was
Of so horrible a fendly creature
That in the Castel non so hardy was
There no while ony wighte myghte endure
The modir was an elphe be auenture
I comyn be charmes or be sorcerye
And euery wight hateth hir in companye
Wo was the
kyng whan he this lettre
had se
[...]n
But to no wight he tolde his sorowis sore
But of his owen
hond he wroot ay
[...]n
Welcome the sonde of crist for euermore
To me that am
lerned in this lore
Lord welcome be thy lust & thy pleasaunce
My lust I put al in thy ordenaunce
[Page]Kepe this
child al be it foul or fair
And eke my wyf vnto myn hoom comynge
Crist whan hym list may make me an heir
More agreabyl than this to my likynge
This lettir he selith pryuely wepynge
Whiche to the messanger was y take sone
And forth he goth there is nomore to doon
O messanger
fulfillid with dronkenes
Straunge is thy breth thy lymys flateryn ay
And thou bewreyest al secretnes
Thy mynde is lore thou iangesist as a Iay
Thy face is
turned as in a newe aray
There dronkenesse reygneth in ony rowte
There is no counsel it is no doute
O donegelde I haue non english digne
Vnto thy malice
and thy tirannye
And therfore to the
feend I the resigne
Lete hym endityn of his treytory
Fy mamysshe fy nay be
god I ly
Fy feendly spirit for I dar wel telle
Though thou here walke thy spirit is in helle
This messanger comyth fro the
kyng agay
[...]
And at the kyngis modr
[...]s court he lighte
And she was of this messanger ful fayn
And
pl
[...]sid hym in al that euer she myghte
He drank
and wel his girdyl vnder pyghte
He slepith
and he snortith in his gyse
Al nyght til the sonne gan aryse
Aftir were his lettres stolen euerichon
[Page]
And
countrefetid lettres in this wyse
The
kyng Comaundith his Constabil anon
Vp peyne of hongynge on high Iuyse
That he ne sholde suffre in no wyse
Custaunce in his regne forto abyde
Thre dayes
and a quartir of a tyde
But in the same ship as he here
fond
Here
and her
yong sone
and al her geer
He sholde put
and croude fro the
lond
And charge hir that she come neuer aftir there
O my Custaunce wel may thy gost haue feer
And slepyn in thy dreme be penaunce
Whan donegelde cast al this ordenaunce
This messanger on morow whan he wook
Vnto the Castel holdith the nexte way
And vnto the Constabil he the lettris took
And whan that he this pitous lettre say
Ful often he sayde allas
and wel away
Lord crist quod he hou may this worlde endure
So ful of synne is many a creature
O myghty
god yf that it be thy wyll
Sithen thou art rightful Iuge hou may it be
That thou wolt suffre innocence to spylle
And
wicked folk regne in prosperyte
O gode Custaunce alas so wo is me
That I moot be thy turmentour or ellis dye
On shamful deth ther is non other remedye
Wepyn bothe olde
and yonge in that place
Whan that the
kyng this
cursid lettre sent
[Page]
And Custaunce with a dedly & a paal face
The fayre may
toward the ship she went
But neuer the lees she takith it in
good entent
The wyl of crist
and knelynge on the stronde
She sayde ay welcom be thy sonde
He that me kepte fro the fals blame
Whylis that I was on the
lond amonges you
He can me kepe fro blame & eke fro shame
In the salt se although ye se not hou
As
strong as euer he was he is right now
In hym I truste
and in hes moder dere
That is to me my sayl
and eke my stere
Her litil
child lay
wepyng in her arm
And
kneling pitously she sayde
Pees litil childe I wol do the non harm
With that the kerchief from her
hed she brayde
And ouer his litil yen it layde
And in her arm she lullith it ful faste
And in to heuene vp her yen she caste
Moder quod she
and mayde bright Marye
Soth is that thorow womannys egement
Mankynde was lost &
dampnyd euer to dye
For whiche thy
child was on the cros to rent
Thy blisful yen saw al this turment
Than is ther no comparison betwene
Thyn wo
and my wo that man may sustene
Thou saw thy childryn slayn a fore thyn yen
And yet now liueth my litil
child perfay
Now lady bright to whom alle women crien
[Page]Thou glorye of
whomanhed thou faire may
Thou hauen of refut bright sterre of day
Rewe on my
child that of thy gentilnesse
Rewest on euery synful in distresse
O litil
child allas what is thy gilt
That neuer wroughtest synne as yet perde
Why wyll thy
hard fader haue the spilt
O mercy
and dere Constabil quod she
As leet my litil
child dwelle here with the
And if thou darst not saue hym fro blame
So kys hym onys in his fadres name
Therwith she lokith
bacward to the
lond
And saide farewel
husbond routhlees
And vp she goth & walkith doun the stronde
Toward her ship here folowith al the prees
And euer she praieth hir childe to holde his pees
And takith her leue with an holy entent
She blissith her
and in to the ship she went
Vitaylid was the ship it is no drede
Habundauntly for her
long space
And othir necessaries that sholde nede
She hadde ynow
heried be goddis grace
For
wynd & wedir almyghty
god purchace
And brynge her hoom I can no bettir sey
But in the see she dryueth forth the wey
ALla the
kyng sone aftir this
Vnto his Castel of whiche I tolde
Askyd where his wyf
and his childe is
The Constabil gan aboute his hert to colde
[Page]
And pleynly al the maner he hym tolde
As ye haue
herd I can it telle no bettir
And shewith the kyngis seel
and his lettir
And sayde
lord as ye
comaundid me
On peyne of deth so haue I do certeyn
This messanger
turmentid was til he
Must be knowe
and telle plat
and playn
Fro nyght to nyght what place he
had in layn
And thus be with subtil enquerynge
Imagened was be whom this gan sprynge
The
hond was knowen that the lettir wroot
And al the venym of this
cursid dede
But in what wyse certeinly I not
The effect is this that alla out of drede
His moder slough that men may plainly rede
For she traytour was to her ligeaunce
Thus
endid olde donegelde with a myschaunce
The sorou that this alla nyght
and day
Makith for his wyf
and his
child also
Th
[...]re is no tunge that it telle may
But now wol I to Custaunce go
That fletith in the se with peyne
and wo
Fyue yeer
and more as
likyd cristis sonde
Or that her ship
approchid to ony londe
Vnder an hethen castel at the laste
The whiche the name not in my tixt I fynde
Custaunce
and eke hir
child vp cast
Almyghty
god that saueth alman kynde
Haue on Custaunce & her
child
[...]um mynde
[Page]That fallen is in hethen
lond eftsone
In poynt to spille as I shal telle you sone
Doun from the Castel comyth ther many awight
To ganryn on this ship
and on Custaunce
But shortly fro the Castel on a nyght
The lordis
Steward
god yef hym myschaunce
A theef that hadde
reyned our creaunce
Com in to the ship allone & sayde hou she sholde
His lemman be whether she wolde or nolde
Tho was this
wrecchid womman wo be gon
Her
child cryde
and she pitously
But
blissed mary helpe her anon
For with her
strogeling wel
and myghtely
The theef fil ouer the
bord al sodenly
And in the se he dreynt for vengeaunce
And thus hath crist
vnwemmyd kept custan̄ce
O foul lust of luxurye lo thyn ende
Not only that thou feyntist mannys mynde
But verily thou wolt his body shende
Then of thy werk
and thy lustis blinde
Is compleynynge hou many on may men finde
That nought for werk sumtyme but fole entent
To do this synne be othir sleyn or shent
How may this week womman haue the strengthe
Here to defende ay
[...]ns the renegat
O Golias vnmesurable of lengthe
How myghty Dauid made the so mate
So
yong of armure
and so desolate
How durste he loke vp on thy face
[Page]Wel may men seen it is but goddis grace
Who yaf Iudith corage or hardinesse
To sle Olefernes in his tent
And to deliueren out of wrecchidnesse
The pepyl of
god I say to this entent
That right as
god spirit
and vigour sent
To hem
and
saued out of myschaunce
He sente strengthe & vigour vnto Custan̄ce
Forth goth her ship thorow out þ
e narou mouth
Of Iuba
[...]ter
and septe
driuyng ay
Som tyme west
and som tyme north & south
And somtyme est ful meny awery way
Til cristis moder y
blissid be she ay
Hath shapen thorow her endlees goodnesse
To make an ende of al her heuynesse
Now lete vs stynte of Custan̄ce but a throw
And speke of romayns the Emperour
That out of rome hath be lettris knowe
The slaughter of cristen folk
and dishonour
Doon vnto his doughter be a fals traytour
I mene the
cursid
and
wickyd sowdonnesse
That at the feste leet sle bothe more
and lesse
For whiche this Emperour hath sent anon
His senatour with ryal ordenaunce
And othir lordis
god woot meny on
On
[...]urryens to take high vengeaunce
They brenne & sle & brynge hem to myschaun
[...]e
Ful meny a day but shortly this is the ende
Homward to rome they shapen hem to wende
[Page]This senatour repayrith with victory
To
romeward
sayling ful ryally
And mette the ship as saith the story
In whiche Cu
[...]taunce sit ful pitously
No
thyng knew he what she was ne why
She was in suche aray that she ne wol sey
Of here astat though she sholde deye
He bryngith hir to rome to his wyf
He yaf her to here
and her
yong sone also
And with the senatour ladde hir lyf
Thus can our lady brynge out of wo
Woful Custaunce
and many another mo
And longe tyme
duellyd she in that place
In holy workis euer was her grace
The senatours wyf hir aunte was
But for al that she knew her neuer the more
I wil no lenger tarye in this caas
But to
kyng Alla whiche I spak of yore
That
had suche sorowe as I
said before
I wol retourne
and lete I wol Custaunce
Vnder the senatours gouernaunce
Kyng Alla whiche that hadde his moder slayn
Vp on aday fil in suche repentaunce
And yf I shortly telle shal
and pl
[...]yn
To rome he cometh & receyueth his penaunce
And put hym in the Popis ordenaunce
In high
and lowe
and Ihesus crist besoughte
Foryeue hym the workis that he hath wro
[...]ght
The fame anon thorough rome is born
[Page]How alla
kyng shal come a pilgremage
By herbegeous that wenten hym beforn
For whiche the senatour as was the vsage
Rood hym ayens
and many of his lynage
As wel to shewen his magnificence
As to doon ony
kyng reuerence
Gret chere doth this nobyl senatour
To
kyng alla
and he to hym also
Euery of hem doth to other gret honour
And so be fyl that on a day or two
This senatour is to
kyng alla go
To feste shortly
and I shal not ly
Custaunces s
[...]ne wente in his company
Sum men wolde say at the request of Custan̄ce
This senatour hadde
led this
child to feste
I may not telle euery Circumstaunce
Be as be may there was he at the leste
But s
[...]th it is right at his moder h
[...]ste
Beforn alla
duryng the mete space
The
child
stood
lokyng in the kyngis face
Alla the
kyng of this
child hath gret wonder
And to the senatour he sayde anone
Whose is this fayre
child that stondith yonder
I not quod he be
god
and be saynt Iohn
A moder he hath but fader hath he noon
That I of woot
and shortly in a stounde
He tolde alla how the
child was founde
But
god woot quod this senatour also
So vertuous a liuere in alle my lif
[Page]Ne saw I neuer ne herde of mo
Of wordly wymmen mayden wydow or wyf
I dar wel say she hadde leuer with a knyf
Thorow out her brest than be awoman wyke
Ther is noman coude brynge hir to the pryk
Now was this
child as lik vnto Custaunce
As possible is a creature forto be
This alla hath the face in Remembraunce
Of dame Custaunce
and theron
musid he
Yf that the childis moder were aught she
That is his wif
and priuely he sighte
And spedde hym fro the tabyl al that he mighte
Parfay quod he the fanton is in myn
hed
I ought to deme of rightful Iugement
That in the salt se my wyf is
ded
And
aftirward he made his argument
What woot I yf crist haue hir hidir sent
My wyf be se as wel as he her sent
To my contre fro thens that she went
And aftir anon hoom with the senatour
Goth alla for to se this wonder chaunse
This senatour doth alla gret honour
And hastely he sente aftir Custaunce
But trust wel her lust not to daunce
Whan she wiste wherfore was that sonde
Vnnethis vp on her feet myghte she stonde
Whan alla saw his wyf faire he her grette
And wepte that it was routhe to se
For atte ferste loke that he on her sette
[Page]He knew verily that it was she
And for sorow as doumbe stondith as a tre
So was her herte shit in her distresse
Whan she remembrith of his vnkyndenesse
Twys she swownyth in his owen sighte
He wepte
and hym
excusid pitously
Now
god quod he
and his halowis bright
So wisly on my soule haue mercy
That of your harm as giltles am I
As is my sone Maurice so lik your face
Ellis the
fend me fecche out of this place
Longe was the
sobbyng & the bitter peyn
Er that her woful herte myghte sece
Gre
[...]t was the pyte forto here hem compleyn
Th
[...]rou whiche pleyntis gan her wo encrece
I pray you alle my labour to relece
I may not telle her wo vntil to morow
I am so wery forto speke of sorow
But finally whan the soth is wist
That all a giltlees is of hir wo
I trow an
hundred tymes they bekyste
And suche a blisse is there betwix hem two
That saue the ioye that lastith euer mo
Ther nys noon I lik that ony creature
Hath s
[...]ye or shal whylis the worlde may dure
Tho preyde she her husbonde mekely
In rel
[...]synge of her pitous peyne
That he wolde pray her fader specially
That by his mageste he wolde enclyne
[Page]To vouchesauf sumtyme with hym to dyne
She praieth hym eek he sholde be no wey
Vnto hir fader no
word of here sey
Sum men wolde seyn that the
child Maurice
Doth this message vnto the Emperour
But as I gesse alla was not so nyce
To hym that is so souereyn of honour
As he that is of cristis folk the flour
Sente ony childe but it is best to deme
He wente hym self
and so it may wel seme
This Emperour hath
grauntid gentilly
To com to dyner as he hym besoughte
This alla was redy he
lokyd bysily
Vp on this childe
and on his doughter thoughte
Alla goth vnto his Inne
and as hym oughte
Araid for this feste in euery wyse
As ferforth as his kunnynge may
[...]uffise
The morow cam alla gan hym dresse
And eke his wyf this Emperour for to mete
And forth they riden in ioye
and in gladnesse
And when she saw her fader in the strete
She lightith doun
and fallith hym to fete
Fader quod she your yonge
child Custaunce
Is now ful
[...]ken out of your remembraunce
I am your doughter Custaunce quod she
That whilom ye haue sent in to furrye
It am I fader that in the salt see
Was put alone
and
dampned forto dye
Now gode fader mercy I you crye
[Page]
S
[...]d me nomore in to hethenesse
But thankith my
lord here of his kyndenesse
Who can the piteous ioye telle all
Betwix hem thre sithenes they be thus met
But of my tale make an ende I shal
The day goth faste I may no lenger lette
Thise
glad folk to dyner be y sette
In ioye
and blisse at mete I lete hem duelle
A
thousand
fold more than y can telle
This
child Maurice was sith Emperour
I
maad be the Pope
and
liuyd cristynly
To cristis chirche dede he gret honour
But I lete al thyse storyes passe by
Of Custaunce is my tale specially
In olde romaynes gestes men may wel fynde
Mauricius lyf I bere it not in mynde
Than
kyng alla whan he his tyme say
With Custaunce his holy wyf so swete
To
engelond ben they come the righte way
Where as they liuen in ioye
and in quyete
But lityl whyle it
lasted I you behete
Ioye of this worlde but a tyme it wol abyde
Fro day to nyght it chaungith as the tyde
Who liueth euer in suche delite a day
That ne
meued is eyther in conscience
Or ire or talent or
[...]um kynnys affray
Enuye or pryde or passioun or offence
I ne sey but for the ende of this sentence
That lityl whyle in ioye or plesaunce
[Page]Lastith the blisse of alla with Custaunce
For deth that takith of hye & lowe his rente
When
passid was a yeer as I gesse
Out of this
world this
kyng alla is went
For whom Custaunce hath ful gret heuynesse
Now pray we to
god his soule blesse
And dame Custaunce finally to say
Toward the toun of rome goth hir way
To rome is come this holy creature
And fyndeth her frendis there hole
and
sound
Now is she
scapid al her auenture
And when she hir fadir hath y founde
Doun on her knees fallith to grounde
Wepynge in herte for tendernesse blithe
She herieth
god a
hundred
thousand sithe
In vertu
and in holy almes dede
They liuen alle
and neuer a sonder wende
Til deth
departed hem this lif they lede
And farith now wel my tale is at an ende
Now Ihesus crist that of his myght may sende
Ioye aftir woo gouerne vs in his grace
And kepe vs alle that been in this place
¶Here endith the man of lawis tale. ¶
And begynneth the squyeris
prolog.
OVr hoost in his stiroppis stondith anon
And saide godemen herkeneth euerichon
This was a thristy tale for the nonys
Sire parissh preest quod he for goddis bonys
Tel vs a tale as was thy
forward yore
[Page]I se wel that
lernyd men in lore
Conne moche
good be goddis dignite
The Parson hym answerde benedicite
What eylith the man so sinfully to swere
Oure oste answerde Iankyn be ye there
I smelle a lollere in the
wynd quod he
Now
good men quod our host herkneth me
Abidith for goddis digne passioun
For we shul haue now a predicacion
This lollare wol preche vs here sumwhat
Nay be my fader soule that shal he nat
Sayde the squyer he shal not here preche
He shal no gospel glose here ne teche
Whe leue alle in the grete
god quod he
He wolde sowe sum difficulte
Or speynh cokyl in our clene corn
And therfore o
[...]te I warne the beforn
My ioly body shal a tale telle
And I shal clynke zow so mery a belle
That it shal wakyn al this company
But it shal not be of philosophy
Ne of phisik ne termes queynte of lawe
There is but litil latin in my mawe
¶Here begynneth the Squyers tale.
AT surrey in the
lond of Tartarye
There
dwellid a
kyng þ
t
warrid on russy
Thorow whiche ther dyde many a doughty man
This nobyl
kyng was
clepid Cambuscan
Whiche in his tyme was of so greet renoun
[Page]That ther was nowhere in no region
So excellent a
lord in alle
thing
He
lackid nought that
longed to a
kyng
As of the secte of whiche he was born
He kepte his lay to whiche he was sworn
And therto he was hardy wyse
and riche
Pitous iust
and alwey y liche
Soth of his worde benign
[...]
and honorable
Of his corage as ony tentir stabil
Yong fressh
and
strong & in armys desirous
As ony bacheler
dwellyng in his hous
A fair ꝑsone he was
and fortunate
And kepte alwey a ryal astaat
That ther was nowhere suche a man
This nobil
kyng this tartir Cambuscan
He hadde two sonys on alphete his wyf
Of whiche the eldest highte Algarsyf
That othir sone was
clepid Camballo
A doughter hadde this worthy
kyng also
That yongest was
and highte Canace
But forto telle you of hir beaute
It lith not in my tunge ne in my
connyng
I dar not take on me so high a thinge
And also myn english eke is insufficient
I muste be a clerk
and a rethour excellent
That knewe the colours
longing to that art
If I sholde discrye hir in euery part
I am no suche I muste speke as I can
And so be fyl this Cambuscan
[Page]Hath twenty wynter bore his dyademe
As he wente fro yeer to yeer y deme
He leet the feste of his natiuite
Done crye thorow out saray the cyte
The laste Idus of Marche aftir the yeer
Phebus the sonne ful ioly was
and cleer
For he was in his exaltacion
In martis face
and in his mansion
In aries the hote colerik signe
Ful lusty was the wethir
and benigne
For whiche the foulis ayens the sonne sh
[...]ne
That for the seson
and the yonge grene
Wel loude
song here affections
Hem
semyd to getyn ayen here protectiouns
Agayn the
swerd of wynter kene
and
cold
And so this
kyng of whiche I you
told
In ryal vestimentis sat on his deys
With dyademe ful high in his paleys
And holdith his feste solempne
and riche
That in this worlde was ther non it liche
Of whiche yf I sholde telle al the ray
Than wolde it occupye a someris day
And eke it nedith not to deuyse
At euery cours the ordre of her seruise
I wol not telle of her strange sewis
Ne of her swannys ne of her heronsewis
Eke in that
lond as tellen knyghtis olde
Is sum mete that is ful deynte holde
That in this
lond men recke of it but smal
[Page]Ther is noman that may reporten al
I wol not tarye you for it is pryme
And for it is no fruyt but los of tyme
Vnto my firste tale y wol haue my recours
And so befil that aftir the thridde cours
Whyle that this
kyng sat in his high nobleye
Herkenyng his mynstrallis here
thing pleye
Beforn hym at his
bord deliciously
In atte the halle dore sodeynly
Ther cam a knyght vpon a stede bras
And in his
hond a
brood myrrour of glas
And on his thombe he hadde of
gold a
ryng
And be his side a
nakid
swerd
hanging
And vp he ridith to the high borde
In al the halle ne was ther spoke a
word
For meruayll of this knyght hym to be holde
And bisely they wayten yonge
and olde
The straunge knyght that cam so sodenly
Al
armed saue his
hed ful richely
He
saluyd the
kyng quene & lordis alle
By ordre as they sitten in the halle
With so high reuerence
and obeisaunce
As wel in speche as in contenaunce
That Gawen with his olde curtesie
Though he com aye
[...]n out of feirye
Ne coude hym amende with a worde
And aftir this before the high
lord
He with manly voys sayde his message
Aftir the fourme
vsed in his langage
[Page]Withoute faylle of sillabyl or lettir
And for his tale sholde seme the bettir
Accordyng to his
word was his chere
As techith art of speche hem that it lere
Al be it that y can not sowne his styl
Ne y can not clymbe on so high an hille
Than say I thus to the comyn
[...]ntent
Thus muche amountith that he ment
If it so be I haue it in mynde
He sayde the
kyng of arabye
and of ynde
My liege
lord on this solempne day
Saleweth yow as he best can
and may
And sendith you honour at your feste
Be me that am al redy at your heste
This stede of bras that esely
and wel
Can in the space of a day naturel
This is to say in .xxiiij. houris
Where you liste in drougthe or in showris
Bere your body to euery place
To whiche your herte willith forto pase
Withoute wem of you thorough out foul or fair
Or yf you list to fle as high in the ayer
As doth an egil whan hym list to sore
This same stede shal bere you euermore
Withoute harm til ye be there ye list
Though that ye slepe on his ba
[...] or reste
And turne ayeen with
wringyng of a pyn
He that it wroughte knoweth many a gyn
He
waytid many a constellacion
[Page]Or he hadde wrought this operacion
And knew meny a skyl & meny abonde
This myrrour eke that I haue in myn
hond
Hath suche a myght that men may in it se
When ther shal falle ony aduersite
Vnto your regne or vnto your self also
And openly who is your
frend or foo
And ouer al this if ony lady bright
Hath set her herte in ony maner wight
If he be fals she shal his treson se
His newe loue
and al his subtilite
So openly that ther shal no
thing hyde
Wherfore agayns this lusty someris tyde
This myrrour
and this
ring as ye may se
He sente hath to my lady Canace
Your excellent doughter that is here
The vertu of this
ring yf ye wol here
Is this yf that her list it forto were
Vp on here thombe or in her purs it bere
There is no foul that fleeth vnder heuyn
That she ne shal vnderstonde his steuyn
And knowe his
menyng openly & playn
And answere hym in his langage agayn
And euery gras that growith vpon the rote
She shal knowe
and whom it wol do bote
Al be his wounde neuer so deep or wyde
This
nakid
swerd that hangith be my side
Suche vertu hath what man ye smyte
Thorow out his armure it wol kerue & byte
[Page]Were it as thicke as a
braunchid ook
And what man it woundith with the strook
He shal neuer be hool til ye list of grace
To stroke hym with the plat in the same place
There he is hurt that is as mykyl to sayn
Ye moot with the plat
swerd agayn
Stroke hem in the wounde
and it wol close
This is a verray soth withouten glose
It fayleth not whylis it is in your holde
And when the knyght hath thus his tale
told
He
roood out of the halle
and doun he lighte
His stede whiche that shoon as the sonne bright
Stont in the court stille as ony stoon
This knyght in to the chambir is
led anon
And is
vnarmed
and to mete y sette
The presentis be right richely kept
This is to say the
swerd
and the myrour
Been born anon in to the tour
With certeyn officers
ordeyned therfore
And vnto Canace this
ring is bore
Solempuly there she sat at the tabyl
But sikr
[...]ly withouten ony fabyl
The hors of bras that may not be
reme
[...]yd
It stont as it were in the grounde y
cleuyd
For none engynys wyndas ne polyue
They may hit out of the place dryue
And cause why for they con not the craft
And therfore in the place they haue it laft
Til that the knyght haue taught hem the manere
[Page]To widen hym as ye shul aftir here
Greet was the prees that
swermyd to & fro
To gawrin on the hors that
stood so
For it so high was so
brood & so
long
So wel
proporcioned to be
strong
Right as it were a stede of lumbardye
Therwith so horsly
and so quyk of ye
As it a gentil polin courser were
For certis from his tayl vnto his ere
Nature ne art coude hym not amende
In no degre as al the pepyl wende
But euermore her most wonder was
How that it coude go
and was of bras
It was of feire as al the pepyl
semyd
Dyuerse folk diuersly demede
As meny hedes. as meny wittis ther been
They mormedyn as doth a swarm of been
And maken skillys aftir hir fantesie
Rehersynge of the olde poetrie
And sayde it was like the pegase
The hors that hadde wyngis forto fle
Or ellis it was the grekis hors Symon
That brought grekis vnto destruction
As men in thyse olde gestis rede
Myn herte quod oon is euermore in drede
I trow sum men of armys be therynne
That shape hem this cyte forto wynne
It were right
good þ
• al suche
thing were knowe
Another
rowned to his felow lowe
[Page]
And sayde he
lied for it was rathir lik
An apparence
maad be som magik
As iogelours pleyn at the festis grete
Of sondry thoughtis thus they iangil & trete
As
lewd pepyl demen alday comonly
Of thingis that been
maad more subtilly
Than they konne in here boundis comprehende
They demyn gladly to the badder ende
And some of theym
wondrid on the myrour
That born was vp in to the maistir tour
How men myghte in it suche thing
[...]s se
An other answerde
and sayde it may wel be
Naturelly made by composicions
Of aungelis
and of sly reflections
And sayde that in rome was suche on
They spak of alteon
and of vitelon
And of Aristotill that writin in her liuys
Of queynte myrours
and of prospectatiuis
As knowe they that haue her bokis
herd
And othir folk haue
wondrid on the
swerd
That wol perissh thorough euery
thing
And fil in speche of Thelephus the
kyng
And of Achilles for his queynte spere
For he coude with it bothe hele
and dere
Right in suche wyse as men may with the
swerd
Of whiche right now ye haue your self
herd
They speken of s
[...]ndry
hardyng of metal
And speken of medicines therwith al
And how
and whan it sholde
hardid be
[Page]Whiche vnknowe is algate to me
To speke than of Canaces
ryng
And sayde that al suche wonder
thing
Of craft of ringis herde they neuer non
Saue that be moyses
and be
kyng Salamon
Hadde a maner connynge of suche an art
Thus seyn the pepyl
and drawen hem apart
But neuertheles some sayde that it was
Wonder to make of fern glas
And yet is glas not lik ass
[...]en of fern
But for they haue knowe it so fern
Therfore secith her iangelinge & her wonder
As sore wondre som be cause of the thundir
On ebbe on
flood on gossomer & on myste
And on al
thing til the cause is wyst
Thus iangelyn they
and demyn & deuyse
Til that the
kyng gan from his
bord aryse
Phebus hath lost the angil meredional
And yet
ascendyng was the b
[...]st ryal
The gentil lioun with his aldryan
Whan that this tartir
kyng Cambuscan
Roos from his
bord there he sat ful hye
Beforn hym goth the lowde mynstralcye
Tyl that he cam to his chambir of parementis
There as they sownyn dyners instrumentis
That is lik an heuen for to here
Now daunsen lusty venus children dere
For in the fish her lady sat ful hye
And lokith on hem with a frendly ye
[Page]This nobil
kyng is set vp on his trone
This straunge knyght is fet to hym ful sone
And on the daunce he goth with Canace
There is the reuel
and the Iolite
That is nat abil adul man to deuyse
He muste haue knowe loue
and his seruise
And be as festliche man as fresh may
That shul you deuysen suche aray
Who coude you telle the fourme of daunses
So vncouthe
and so fressh contenaunces
And therto suche subtil lokyngis
For drede of Ielosie of mennys preysinges
No man but Launcelot
and he is
ded
Therfore I passe ouer of al this lustihede
I say nomore but in this iolynesse
I lete hem til men to sopper hem dresse
The
stiward biddith spicis forto hye
And
[...]ke the wyne in al this melodye
The vsshers
and the squiers ben gon
The spicis
and the wyne is comen anon
They ete
and drynke & whan this was at ende
Vnto the tempyl as reson was they wende
The seruise don they haue that day
What nedith you to reherce here aray
Eche man woot weel that a kyngis feste
Hath plente to the moste
and to the leste
And deyntees mo than be in my
knowyng
And aftir sopper goth this nobyl
kyng
To se this hors of bras with al the route
[Page]Of lordis
and of ladies hym aboute
Suche
wondryng was therof this hors of bras
That
[...]ethen the grete sege of troye was
There as men saw suche an hors also
Ne was ther suche a
wondryng as was tho
But finally the
kyng
asked the knyght
The vertu of this courser
and the myght
And prayde to telle hym his gouernanuce
The hors anon gan to trippe
and daunce
Whan that this knyght leyde
hond on his reyne
And sayde sire ther is nomore to sayne
But if yow list to riden ony where
Ye muste trille a pyn that stont in his ere
Whiche I shal you telle betwix vs two
Ye moot nempne hym to what place also
Orto what cuntre ye list to ryde
And whan ye come there ye list abyde
Byd hym descende
and trille another pyn
For there ynne lith the effect of al the gyn
And he wol doun descende
and do al your wil
And in that place he wolde abyde stil
Theygh al the worlde hadde the contrary swore
He shal not thens be drawe ne bore
And or if you li
[...]t bidde hym thens goon
Trille this pynne
and he wol vanysshe anon
Out of the sighte of euery maner wight
And come ayen be it be day or nyght
What that yow list clepyn hym aycen
In
[...]uche a gyse as I shal to you seyn
[Page]Betwene me
and you
and that right sone
Ride when you list ther is nomore to done
Enfourmed whan the
kyng was of the knyght
And hath
conceyued in his wit a right
The maner
and the fourme of al this
thing
Ful
glad
and blithe was this nobyl
kyng
Repeyryng vnto his reuel as beforn
The bridyl is in to the tour yborn
And kept
among his iewels leef
and dere
T
[...]e hors
vanysshed I not in what manere
Out of her sighte ye gete nomore of me
But thus y lete in lust
and in iolite
This Cambuscan his lordis
festeyng
Tyl wel nygh the day be gan to sprynge
THe noryce of digestiouns the sleep
Gan on hem wynke &
bad hem take kepe
That muche mete
and labour wol haue reste
And with a
galpyng
[...]uth he hem alle keste
And sayde it was tyme to lye a doun
For
blood was in his domination
Cherisshed
blood natures
frend quod he
They thankyn hym galpynge by two by thre
And euery wight gan drawe hym to his rest
As sleep hem
bad
and took it for the best
Here dremys shul not be
told for me
Ful where here heedes of fumosite
That causith drewe of whiche ther is no charge
They slepyn til it was pryme large
The moste part but yf it were Canace
[Page]She was ful mesurable as wommen be
For of her fader hadde she take her leue
To go to reste sone aftir it was eue
Here list not
appalled forto be
Ne on the morow vnfestliche for to se
And slept her firste sleep
and a wook
For
[...]uche
[...]oye she in hir mirrour took
Bothe of here
ring
and of hir myrrour
That twenty tyme she chaungith colour
And in her sleep for here impression
Of hir mirrour she hadde a vision̄
Wherfore or the sonne gan vp glide
She
clepid vp her maistresse here beside
And sayde that her lust forto aryse
Thyse olde wommen that ben gladly wyse
As her maistres answerde here anon
And sayde Madame whethir wol ye goon
Thus erly for folk been alle in r
[...]ste
I wool quod she aryse for me leste
No lengir slepe but walken aboute
Her maistresse clepith wommen a greet route
And vp they rysen wel ten or twelue
Vp risith fresh Canace her selue
As rody
and bright as the
yong sonne
That in the ram is ten degrees y ronne
No higher was she whan she redy was
And forth she walkith esely a paas
Arayd aftir the lusty seson sote
Lightly forto pl
[...]y
and walkyn on fote
[Page]Not but .v. or vj. of her meyne
And in a trenche ferre in a park goth she
The vapour whiche fro the erthe glode
Makith the sonne to seme rody
and
brood
But neuerthelesse it was fair of sighte
That it made alle her hertis for to lighte
What for the seson
and the Mornynge
And for the fowlis that she herde synge
For right anon she wiste what they ment
Right be here
song
and knew al here entent
The knotte why that euery tale is
told
If it be
taried til lust be colde
Of hem that haue it
harkened aftir yore
The sauour passith
and euer lenger the more
For fulsamnes of prolixite
And by the same reson thinkith me
I sholde vnto the knotte condescende
And make of hir
walkyng an end
[...]
A mydde a tre for drede as whyte as chalk
As Canace was pleyynge in her walk
Ther sat a fawoon ouer her
hed ful hye
That with a pitous voys so gan to crye
That al the wode
resowned of her crye
And be
[...]en hadde her self so pitouslye
With bothe her wyngis til the rede
blood
Ran
endlong the tre as she
stood
And euyr in one she cryde alwey & shright
And with her bek her self she pyght
That ther nas tigre nor cruel beste
[Page]That duellith other in wode or in forest
That wolde haue wept yf he wepe coude
For sorow of her shriche alwey so lowde
For ther was neuer yet man on lyue
Yf that he coude a faucon wel descryue
Or herde of suche anothir of feirnes
As wel of plumage as of gentilnes
Of shap of al that mighte
rekened be
A fawoon peregryn than
semed she
Of
fremd
lond
and euermore as she
stood
She
swowned now & now for lak of
blood
Til wel nygh is she fallen fro the tre
This faire kyngis doughter Canace
That on her fynger baar the queynte
ryng
Thorow whiche she
vnderstood wel euery
thing
That ony foul may in his leden seyn
And coude answere in his leden agayn
She hath vnderstonde what this faucon seyde
And wel nygh
[...]or routhe she deyde
And to the tre she goth ful hastely
And on this faucon lokith ful pytously
And
held her lappe a
brood for wel she wiste
The faucon muste falle fro the twiste
Whan that it
swowned next for lak of
blood
Alonge while to wayte where she
stood
Til at the laste she spak in this manere
Vnto the hawke as ye shul aftir here
What is the cause yf it be forto telle
That ye be in this furial peyne of helle
[Page]Quod Canace vnto this hauke aboue
Is this sorow of deth or ellis of loue
For as I trow thyse been the causis two
That causith most a gentil herte wo
Of other harm it reckith not to speke
For your self vp on your self wolde wreke
Whiche that preuyth wel that other Ire or drede
Mot be encheson of your cruel dede
Syn that I se non other wight you chace
For loue of
god so do your self grace
Or what may be your help for west ne est
Saw I neuy
[...] or now
brid nor best
That ferde with hym self so pitously
Ye sle me with your sorow verily
I haue of you so gret compassion
For goddis loue com fro the tre adoun
And as I am a kynges doughter trewe
If that I verily the causis knewe
Of your disese yf that it lay in my myght
I wolde amende it or it were nyght
As wis helpe me grete
god of kynde
And h
[...]rbis shal I right ynowe fynde
To hele
[...]ith your hurtis hastely
Tho shright this faucon more pitously
Than euer she
did
and fyl to grounde anon
And lith aswowne as
ded as ony stoon
Tyl Canace hath in her lappe y take
Vnto tyme she gan out of her swowne awake
And aftir that she out of swoun gan brayde
[Page]Right in her hawkis leden thus she sayde
That pyte rennyth sone in gentil herte
Feling is simylitude in peynes smerte
Is
prouyd alday as men may se
As wel by work as by auctorite
For gentil herte kidith gentilnesse
I se wel that ye haue of my distresse
Compassioun my faire Canace
Of verry wommanly benignyte
That nature in your principlis hath set
But for no hope forto fare the bet
But forto obeye to your herte fre
And forto make other be waar be me
As by the whelp
chastised is the lioun
Right for that cause
and that conclusioun
Whyle that I haue leyser
and spaas
Myn harm y wil confesse er I paas
And euer whyle that on her sorow tolde
That othir wepte as she to water wolde
Til that the faucon
bad hir be stille
And with a sigh thus she
said her wille
There y was
bred allas that day
And
fostrid in a roche of marbyl gray
So tenderly that no
thing
aylid me
I ne wiste what was aduersite
Tyl I coude fle ful hye vnder the sky
Tho
dwellyd a tarcelet me faste by
That
semed welle of al gentilnes
Al were he ful of treson
and falsnes
[Page]That is
wrappid vnder humble chere
And vnder hue of trouthe in suche manere
Vnder plesaunce
and vnder besy peyne
That no wight wolde haue
wend he coude feyne
So depe in greyn he
died his colours
Right as a serpent hidith hym vnder flouris
Til he may see his tyme forto byte
Right so this
god of loue this Ipocryte
Doth so his s
[...]rymoyns
and his obeysauncis
And kepith in semblaunce al his obseruauncis
That s
[...]wneth vnto gentilnesse of loue
As in a tombe is al the feyr aboue
And vnder is the corps suche as ye woot
Suche was this Ipocrit bothe
cold
and hoot
And in this wyse he
seruid his entent
That saue the fende noman wist what he ment
Til he so longe hadde wept
and
compleyned
And meny a yeer his seruise vnto me
feyned
Til that my herte to pitous
and to nyce
Al Innocent of his
crowned malice
For
ferd of his deth as thoughte me
Vp on his othis
and his suerte
Graunte hym loue vp on this condicion
That euermo myn honour
and my renoun
Were
saued bothe pryue
and apert
This is to seyn that aftir his desert
I yaf hym al my herte
and al my thought
God woot
and he
and other wyse nought
And toke his herte in change of myn for ay
[Page]But soth is
said goon seth is many aday
A trewe wight
and a theef thinke not on
And whan he saw the
thing so fer agon
That I
grauntid hym my loue
In suche agyse as y haue
sayd aboue
And yeue hym my trewe herte as fre
As he swoor he yaf his herte to me
Anon this tigre ful of doubilnesse
Fil on his knees with so gret humblenesse
With high reuerence
and as by his chere
So lik a gentil louer in manere
So
rauysshed as it
semed for ioye
That neuer Troylus ne Paris of Troye
Iason certis ne non other man
Syn lameth was that alder first began
To louen two as writen folk beforn
Ne neuer sith that first man was born
To ony womman were she neuer so wyse
So
payntid
[...]e his chere at poynt deuyce
As wel his wordis as his contenaunce
And so I
loued hym for his obeisaunce
And for the trowthe I
demed in his hert
That y
[...] so were that ony
thing hym smert
Al were it neuer so lite
and I it wiste
Me thoughte I herde deth at my herte twiste
And shortly so ferforth this
thing is went
That my wil was his willis instrument
This is to sey my wil
obeyed to his wil
In alle
thing aftir that reson fyl
[Page]
Kepyng the boundis of my worship euer
Ne neuer hadde y
thing so leef ne leuer
As hym
god woot ne neuer shal nomo
This
lastid lenger than a yeer or two
That I
[...]upposid of hym no
thing but
good
But finally thus at the laste it
stood
That fortune wolde that he must twynne
Out of that place whiche I was Inne
Where me was woo it is no questioun
I can not make of it discripcion
For o
thing dar y telle boldly
I knowe what the peyne of deth is therby
Suche harm I mette that he ne mighte me leue
So on a day of me he took his leue
So sorowfully eke that y wende verily
That he hadde felt as muche sorow as I
When that I herde hym speke & saw his hewe
But neuerthelesse I thoughte he was so trewe
And eke that he repayre sholde agayn
With ynne a litil whyle soth to sayn
And reson wolde eke that he moste go
For his honour
and ofte it fallith so
That I made vertu of necessite
And took it wel syn it nedes moste be
As I best myghte I
hid fro hym my sorow
And took hym be the
hond se
[...]t Iohn to borow
And I sayde thus lo I am youris al
Bothe suche as I haue be to you
and shal
What he answerde nedith not to reherce
[Page]Who can say bet than he that can do wers
Whan he hath al
sayd than hath he doon
Therfore behoueth hym to haue a
long spoon
That shal ete with a fende thus herde I say
So acte laste he muste forth his way
And forth fleith til he com there hym leste
When it cam hym to purpos for to reste
I trow he hadde the text in mynde
That al
thing repeyrith to his kynde
Gladith hym self thus sey men as I gesse
Men loue of propir kynde newefangilnesse
As briddis doon that men in cagis fede
For they thou nyght & day take of hem hede
And strawe her cage feyre & softe as silk
And yeue hem suger hony
bred
and mylk
Yet right anon as his dore is vp
He with his feet spurneth doun his cup
And to the wode he wol
and wormes ete
So newfangil ben they of her mete
And loue noueltees of proper kynde
No gentilnesse of
blood may hym bynde
So ferde this Tarcellet allas the day
Though he were gentil born fresh
and gay
And goodly forto se humble
and fre
He saw vp on a tyme a kyte fle
And sodenly he
louyd this kyte so
That al his loue is clene fro me go
And hath his trouthe
falsid in this wyse
Thus hath the kyte my loue in his seruise
[Page]
And I am lorn withoute remedy
And with that
word this faucon gan to cry
And
swouned eft in Canaces arm
Greet was the sorow for the hawkis harm
That Canace
and alle her women made
They nyste how they myghte the faucon glade
But Canace hoom berith her in her lappe
And softly in plasteris gan her wrappe
There as she with her bek hadde hurt her selue
Now can not Canace but herbis delue
Out of the grounde
and make plastris newe
Of herbis precious
and fyne of hewe
To hele with the hauke fro day to nyght
She doth her besines
and al here myght
And by her beddis
hed she made a mewe
And
couered it with veluettis blewe
In signe of trouthe that is in women seen
And al withoute the mewe y
peyntid green
In whiche were
pryntid al thyse false s
[...]ulis
As been thyse tidi
[...]is tarcellis
and owlis
Right for dispyt were
peyntid her besyde
Pies on theym forto crye
and to chyde
Thus lete I Canace her hauk
kepyng
I wol as now nomore speke of her
ryng
Til it come efte to purpoos forto sayn
How that this faucon gat her loue agayn
Repentyng as the story tellith vs
Be mediacion of Cambalus
The kyngis sone of whiche I zou tolde
[Page]But hens forth I wol processe holde
To speken of auenturis & of batayllis
That yet was neuer
herd so grete meruayllis
First y wol you telle of Cambuscan
That in his tyme many a cyte wan
And aftir wyl y speke of algarsif
How that he wan Theodora to his wif
For whom ful ofte in greet peril he was
Ne hadde he be holpyn be the hors of bras
And aftir wol I speke of Camballo
That faught in listis with bretheren two
For Canace or that he myghte here wynn
[...]
And there I lefte I wol ayen begynne
Appollo whirlith vp his chare so high
Til that
god Mercurius the sligh
Here endith the squy
[...]ris tale.
And begynneth the Marchan̄tis
prolog.
WEpynge & waylinge care & other sorow
I knowe I nough bothe euen & ek a morow
Quod the marchaunt
and so doth oth
[...]r mo
That
weddid be I trow that it be so
For wel I woot it fareth so be
[...]e
I haue a wyf the worste that may be
For though the
feend
coupled to
[...]ere were
She wolde hym ouermacche y dar wel swere
What sholde I you reherce in special
Her high malice she is a shrewe at al
Ther is a
long
and a large difference
Betwix grisildis grete pacience
[Page]
And of my wyf the
passing cruelte
Were I vnbounde also mot I the
I wolde neuer efte come in the snare
We
weddid men lyue in sorow
and care
A say who so wol
and he shal fynde
That y say soth be saint Thomas of Inde
As for the more part I say not al
God shilde that it sholde so be fal
A
good sir oost I haue
weddid be
Thyse monethis two
and nomore parde
And yet I trow he that hath al his lif
Weddid be though men wolde hym ryf
Into the herte ne coude in no maner where
Telle so muche sorow as I now here
Coude telle of my wyues cursidnes
Now quod our ofte marchaunt so
god you blisse
Syn ye so mykil konne
[...]f that art
Ful h
[...]rtely I pray you tel vs part
Gladly quod he but of myn owen sore
For sory herte I telle may nomore
¶Here endith the
prolog. ¶
And begynneth the Marchauntis tale.
SOmtyme ther was duellynge in lumbardye
A worthy knyght that born was at pauy
In whiche he
liuyd in gret prosperyte
And lx. yeer a wyfl
[...]es man was he
And
folowyd his bodily delyt
On women was his hool appetyt
As doon thyse folis that ben seculer
[Page]
And whan that he was
passid lx. yeer
Were it for holinesse or for dotage
I can not say but suche a gret corage
Hadde this knyght to be a
weddid man
That day
and nyght he doth al that he can
To aspye where he myghte
weddid be
Prayyng our
lord grauntinge that he
Myghte onys knowe that blisful lif
That is betwix an husbonde
and his wyf
And forto lyue vnder the holy
bond
With whiche
god first man
and wom̄an
bond
Non other lif sayde he is worth a bene
For wedlok is so esy
and so clene
That in this worlde it is a paradise
Thus sayde this olde knyght that was so wyse
And certeinly as soth as
god is
kyng
To take a wyf it is a glorious
thing
And namely whan a man is
old
and hoor
Then is a wyf the fruyt of his tresoor
Than sholde he take a
yong wyf & a feir
On whiche he myghte engendre hym an heir
And lede his lif in ioye
and in solace
Where as thyse bachelers syngen allas
When that they fynde ony aduersite
In loue whiche that is but childis vanite
And trewly it sit wel to be so
That bachelers haue ofte peyne
and woo
On brotil
ground they bilde brotilnesse
They fynde freelte whan they wene sikirnesse
[Page]They lyue but as a
brid or as a best
In liberte
and vnder non areest
There as a
weddid man is in astaat
Liueth his lif blisful
and ordinate
Vnder the yok of mariage I bounde
Wel may his herte in ioye & blisse habound
[...]
For who can be so buxum as a wyf
Who is so trewe who is so tentif
To kepe hym seek
and hool
and is his make
For weel or woo she wol nat hym forsake
She is nat wery hym to loue
and serue
Though he lye bedrede til he sterue
And yet some clerkis sayn it is not so
Of whiche Theophraste is on of tho
What fors theygh Theophraste doth lye
Ne take no wyf quod he for husbondrye
As forto spare in housholde thyn expence
A trewe seruaunt doth more diligence
Thy
good to kepe than doth thy self wyf
For she wol clayme half part al her lif
And yf that thow be seek so
god me saue
Thy verey frendis or a trewe knaue
Wol kepe the bet than she that waytith ay
Aftir thy
good
and hath do meny a day
But take no kepe of suche vanyte
Do fy Theophraste
and herken me
A wyf is goddis ziste verily
Al other maner zistis hardely
[Page]As londis rentis pasturis
and com̄une
Or othir yeftis meuable of fortune
That passen as a shadow on a wal
But drede not yf I playnly speke shal
A wyf wil laste
and in thy hous endure
Wel lenger than the liste ꝑauenture
Mariage is a ful greet sacrament
Who that hath no wyf is but shent
He liuyth helples
and is al desolat
I speke of folk in seculer astat
And herken why y say not this for nought
The womman is for mannys help y wrought
The high
god whan he hadde Adam
makid
And saw hym allone bely
nakid
God of his grete goodnesse sayde than
Let vs now make an help to this man
Lik to hym self
and than he made eue
Here may ye se
and here by preue
That a wyf is mannys help & his comfort
His paradyse terrestre
and his disport
So buxum
and so vertuous is she
They muste nedis liue in vnite
O flessh they be
and of o
blood I gesse
Not but one herte in wyl
and in distresse
A wyf a saynte mary benedicite
How mighte aman haue ony aduersite
That hath a wyf certis I can not sey
The blisse that is betwix hem twey
Ther may no tunge telle it or herte thynke
[Page]If he be poure she helpith hym to swynke
She kepith his
good & wastith it neuer a deel
And al that her
husbond lust she likith weel
She saith not onys nay whan he saith ye
Do this saith he al redy sire saith she
O blisful ordre o wedlok precious
Thou art so mery
and
[...]ek so Ioyous
And so
comendid
and
approued eke
That euery man that holdeth hym worth a leek
Vp on his bare knees oughte al his lif
Thankin his
god that hym sent a wyf
Or ellis praye
g
[...]d hym forto sende
A wyf to laste to his liues ende
For than his lif is set in sik
[...]cnesse
He may not be
disceyued as y gesse
So that he worke aftir his wyues rede
Than may he boldely bere vp his hede
They be so trewe /
and therto eke so wyse
For whiche yf thou wolt worche as the wyse
Do alwey as the woman wol the rede
Lo how Iacob as thyse clerkis rede
Be
good counsel of his moder rebek
Bond the kiddi
[...] skyn aboute his nek
For whiche his fadris benyson he wan
Lo Iudith as the story wel telle can
Be wyse counsel she goddis pepil kepte
And slew hym Olofernes whyle he slepte
Lo how Abigayl be
good counsel that she
Saued her husbonde Nabal whan that he
[Page]Shulde haue be slayn
and loke hester also
Be
good counsel
deliuered o
[...] of wo
The pepyl of
god
and made
[...]ardoche
Of assuere
enhaunced forto be
Ther is no
thing in gre superlatif
As saith Senek aboue an humble wyf
Suffre thy wyuys tunge as Caton bit
She shal comaunde
and thou shalt suffre it
And yet she wylle obeye of curtesie
A wyf is keper of thy husbondrye
Wel may the seek man bewayle
and wepe
There as no wyf is the hous to kepe
I warne the if thou wysely wilt wirche
Loue wel thy wyf as crist loueth his chirche
If thou louest thy self thou louest thy wyf
Noman hatith his flessh but in his lif
He suffrith it
and therfore bidde I the
Cherisshe thy wyf or thou shalt neuer the
Husbonde
and wyf what so men iape or pley
Of wordly folk holden the right wey
They been knyt ther may no harm be tide
And namely on the wyuys side
For whiche this Ianuary of whiche I tolde
Considerith hath in his dayes olde
The lusty lif the vertuous quyete
That is in mariage hony swete
And for his frendis on aday he sent
To telle the effect of his entent
With face
sad he hath his tale to hem
told
[Page]He sayde frendis I am hoor
and
old
And almost
god woot at n
[...]y pittis brynke
Vp on my soule somwhat moste y thinke
I haue my body folily
dispendid
I
blissid be
god it shal be
amendid
For I wol be certeyn a
weddid man
And that in al the haste that I can
Vnto som mayde fair
and tender of age
I pray you shapith for my mariage
Al sodenly for I wol not abyde
And I wol fonde to aspye on my side
To whem y may be
weddid hastely
But for as muche as ye be mo than I
Ye shul rather suche a
thing espyen
Than I
and where me list best alien
But o
thing I warne you my frendis dere
I wyl noon
old wyf haue in no manere
She shal not passe .xvj. yeer certayn
Old flessh wolde haue
yong flessh fayn
Bet is a pyke than a pykerel
Better than olde beef is the tender veel
I wol no woman of twenty yeer of age
It is but bene straw
and greet forage
And eke thyse olde wydowes
god it woot
They conne so mykyl craft of wadis boot
So mykyl harm what that hem list
That with hem sholde I neuer lyue in rest
For sondry scolis makith subtil clerkis
Woman of many a scole half a clerk is
[Page]But certeinly a
yong
thing may men gye
Right as a man with hondis warm wexe plye
Therfore I say you pleynly in a clause
I wol non olde wyf haue for this cause
For yf so were yf y hadde suche myschaunce
That I in here coude haue no plesaunce
Than sholde I lede my lif in avontrye
And so streight to the deuel whan y dye
Ne children sholde I non on here getyn
Yet hadde I leuyr houndis hadde me etyn
Than that myn heritage shulde falle
In straunge
hond & thus I telle you al
I doute not I woot the cause why
Men sholde wedde
and ferthermore woot I
There spekith meny men of mariage
That woot nomore of it than doth my page
For whiche causis men sholde take a wyf
Yf he may not chast be. be his wyf
Take hym a wyf with greet deuocion
Be cause of lefful procreacion
Of childryn to the honour of
god aboue
And not only for paramour ne for loue
And for they sholde lecherye eschue
And yelde her dette while it is newe
Or for that eche man sholde helpe othir
In myschief as the sustir shal the brothir
And lyue in chastite ful heuenly
But sires be your leue that am not I
For
god
bethankid I dar make auaunt
[Page]I fele my lymys stark
and sufficiaunt
To do al that aman behoueth to do
And am
strong ynough to ride or goo
Though I be hoor
and fare as doth a tre
That blesmeth or that the tre grene be
A
blosmed tre is neyther drye ne
ded
I fele me no where hoor but on myn
hed
My herte
and my lymes is ay grene
As laurer that thorow the yeer is sene
And sithnys ye haue
herd al myn entent
I pray you that to my wyl ye assent
Diuers men diuersly hym tolde
Of mariage meny ensamplis olde
Som
blamed it some
preysid it certeyn
But at the laste shortly forto seyn
As alday falleth altercacion
Betwix frendis in disputacion
Ther fyl a strif betwix his bretheren two
Of whiche that on was
clepid placebo
Placebo sayde o Ianuary brother
To you telle I this tale
and to non other
Ful litil nede
had ye my
lord so dere
Counsel to ax
[...] of ony that is here
But that ye be on so ful of sapience
That you ne likith for your high prudence
To weyue fro the
word of Salamon
This
word s
[...]yde he to vs euerichon
Worke al
thing be counfel thus sayde he
And than shalt not thou repente the
[Page]But though Salamon spak suche a
word
Myn owen dere brother
and my
lord
So wyssely
god my soule brynge at reste
I holde your owen counsel for the best
For brother myn of me take this motyf
I haue be a courtman al my lyf
And yet
god woot though y vnworthy be
I haue stonde in ful gret degre
Aboute lordis in ful gret astaat
Yet hadde I neuer with non of hem debaat
I neuer
contraried hem trewly
I woot wel that my
lord can more than I
What that he seith I holde it ferm & stabil
I say the same or othir
thing semblable
A ful gret fool is ony counselour
That seruith a
lord of high honour
That dar presume or onys thynke it
That his counsel sholde passe his lordis wit
Nay lordis be no folis be my fay
Ye haue your self spoken here to day
So high sentence so holy
and so wel
That I consente
and conferme eueridel
Your wordis
and al your oppinion
Be
god ther is noman in this toun
Ne in ytaille coude better haue
sayd
Crist holdith hym of this ful wel
payd
And trewly it is an high corage
Of ony man that stept is in age
To take a
yong wyf for be my
[...]ader kyn
[Page]Your herte hongith vp on a ioly pyn
Doth now in this mater as you lest
For finally I holde it for the best
Iustimis that ay sat ful stille
and playde
He right on this wyse to Placebo sayde
Now brother myn quod he be pacient I pray
Syn ye haue
sayd herkyn what I say
Senek
among other wordis wyse
Saith that aman ought hym right wel auyse
To whom he yeuyth his
good or his catel
And sithnes I ought me auyse right well
To whom I yeue my
good awey fro me
Wel more I oughte for to auyse me
To whom I yeue my body for alwey
I warne you wel it is no childis play
To take a wyf withoute auysement
Men muste enqueren this is myn assent
Whether she be wyse sobir or dronklew
An out goar or othir wey a shrewe
A chidar or a wast
[...]r of thy
good
Riche or poure or of maners
wood
Al be it so that noman fynde shal
Noon in this worlde that trottith hool in al
Ne man ne best suche as men can deuyse
But neuyrthelees it ought ynow suffyse
With ony yf so were that she hadde
Moo
good vertues than vicis
[...]adde
And al this
axed leyser to enquere
For
god it woot I haue wept ful meny a tere
[Page]Ful pryuely synne I hadde a wyf
Preyse who so wol a
weddid mannys lyf
Certeyn I fynde it but cost
and care
And obseruauncis of alle blissis bare
And yet
god woot myn neyghebours aboute
And namely of wommen meny a route
Sayn that I haue the muste stedfast wyf
And eek the mekest one that berith lyf
But I woot best where wringith me my sho
Ye may for me right as ye like do
Auisith you ye be a man of age
How that ye entren in to mariage
And namely with a
yong wyf & a feir
Be hym that made watir erthe
and heir
The yongest man that is in al this route
Is besy ynough to brynge it aboute
To haue a wyf alone but trusteth me
Ye shul not plesen hire only yeris thre
This is to sayn to do hir plesaunce
A wyf axeth ful meny an obseruaunce
I pray you that ye be not euyl
apayd
Well quod this Ianuary hast thou
sayd
Straw for thy senek
and for thy prouerbis
I counte not a paner ful of herbis
Of scole termes wyser men than thow
As thou hast
herd hath
sentid right now
To my purpos Placebo what sey ye
I sey it is a
cursid man quod he
That lettith matrimony sikirly
[Page]
And with that
word they risyn sodenly
And been
assentid anon that he sholde
Be
weddid whan hym list
and whan he wolde
The fantesye
and the besy coriousnesse
Fro day to day gan in the soule impresse
Of Ianuary aboute his mariage
Many fair shap
and meny fair visage
Ther passith thorow his herte nyght be nyght
As who so took a myrour
polisshed bright
And set is in a comyn market place
Than sholde he se many a figure pace
Be this myrour
and in the same wyse
Gan Ianuary in his thought deuyse
Of maydens whiche
duellid ther beside
He wiste not where he mighte abyde
For though that on haue beaute in her face
Anothir stont so in the peplis grace
For her sadnesse
and her benignyte
That of the pepyl greet voys hadde she
And som were riche
and hadde badde name
But nathelees betwix ernest
and game
He atte laste
appoynted hym on on̄
And leet alle othir fro his herte gon̄
And chose her on his own auctorite
For loue is
blynd alday
and may not se
And when he was in his bedde brought
He
portreyed in his herte
and in his thought
Her fressh beaute
and her age tender
Her myddyl smal & her armys
long & slender
[Page]Her wyse gouernaunce & her gret gentilnesse
Her wommanly
beryng
and her sadnesse
And when he was on her
condescendid
Hym thoughte his thought mighte not be
amēdid
For whan he hym self
concluded hadde
Hym thoughte euery other mannys wit so badde
That impossible it were to replye
Ayens his chois this was his fantesie
His frendis sente he to at his instaunce
And prayde hem to do hym that plesaunce
That hastely they wolde to hym com
He wolde abregge her labour al
and som
Nedith nomore for hym to go ne ryde
He was
appoynted there he wolde abyde
Placebo cam
and eke his frendis sone
And alderfirst he
bad hem alle abone
That non of hem non argumentis sholde make
Ayens the purpoos whiche that he hadde y take
Whiche was plesaunt to
god sayde he
And verry
ground of his prosperite
He sayde ther was a maiden in the toun
Whiche that of beaute hadde gret renoun
Al were it so she was of smal degre
Suffisith hym her yowthe
and her beaute
Whyche mayde be sayde sholde be his wyf
To lede in ese
and holinesse his lif
And thanke
god that he myghte haue her al
That no wight with his blisse parten shal
And prayde hem to labour in this nede
[Page]
And shapith that he faylith not to spede
For than he fayde his spirit was at ese
Than is quod he no
thing me may displese
Saue o
thing prickith me my conscience
The whiche I wol reherce in your presence
Ye haue
herd
said ful
long sithnis a goo
Thermay noman haue parfit blissis two
This is to sey in er
[...]he
and eek in heuyn
For they he kepte hym fro the synnys seuyn
And eke from eueriche braunche of that tre
Yet is ther so parfyt prosperite
And so gret ese
and lust in mariage
That euer I am agast now in myn age
That I shal lede so mery a lif here
For sithen very heuen is bought so dere
With tribulacion
and gret penaunce
How sholde I lyue in suche plesaunce
As alle
weddid men doon with her wyuys
Come to the blis there crist etern on lyue is
This is my drede as yet my bretheren twey
Assoylith me this question y you prey
Iustinus whiche that
hatid his foly
Answerd anon right in his
[...]apery
And for he wolde his longe tale abregge
He wolde non auctorite a legge
But sayde sir yf ther be non obstakyl
Othir than this
god of his highe mirakyl
And of his mercy may so for you wirche
That er ye haue your rightis of holy chirche
[Page]Ye may repente of
weddid mannys lyf
In whiche ye saye there is no stryf
And ellis
god forbede but yf he sent
A
wedded man grace hym to repente
Wel ofter rather than a sengil man
And therfore the beste rede that I can
Dispeyrith you not but haue in memorye
Parauenture she may be your purgatorye
She may be goddis mene
and goddis whippe
That shal make your soule in to heuyn skippe
Swifter than an arow doth out of a bowe
I hope to
god her aftir shul ye knowe
That ther nys noon so greet felicite
In mariage ne memory shal be
But that hit may be your saluacion
So that ye vse it as skil is
and reson
The lustis of your wyf temperatly
And that ye plese her not to amerously
And that ye kepe you eke from other synne
My tale is doon for my wit is thynne
Beth not agast here of my brother
But lete vs wade fro this mater to another
The wyf of bathe yf ye haue vnderstonde
Of mariage whiche I haue in honde
Declared hath ful wel in litil space
Fareth now wel
god haue you in his grace
And with this he with his brother
Hath take her leue
and eche of hem of other
For when they saw it muste nedis be
[Page]So they wroughte be slighte
and by trete
That this mayde whiche that may highte
As hastely as that they myghte
Shal
weddid be vnto Ianuary
I trowe it were you to longe to tary
If I you tolde of euery es
[...]rit
and
bond
Be whiche she was
feffed in his
lond
Othir forto harke of her riche aray
But finally comyn is the day
That to chirche bothe been they went
Forto resceyue the holy sacrement
Forth comyth þ
• preest with stole aboute his neck
And
bad hir be like Sarra or rebek
In wisedom
and trouthe of mariage
And sayde his orisons in his vsage
And
crowchid hem &
bad
god sholde hym bles
And made al siker ynow with holiues
Thus been they
weddid with solempnyte
And at the feste si
[...]tith he
and she
With other worthy folk vp on the deys
Al ful of ioye
and blisse is the Paleys
And ful of instrumentis of
and vitayl
The moste deynteous of alle Itayl
Beforn hym with instrumentis of suche a soun
That Orpheus of Thebes or Amphioun
Ne made neuer suche a melodye
At euery cours cam loude mynstralsie
That neuyr Ioab
trompid forto here
Neyther he Theomodas half so clere
[Page]At thebes whan the cyte was in doute
Bachus the wyn hem shenkith al aboute
And venus lowh vpon euery wight
For Ianuary was becomen her knyght
And wolde bothe assayen his corage
In liberte eke as in mariage
And with here
fierbrond with her
hond aboute
Daunsith beforn the bayde al aboute
And certeynly I dar wel sayn right this
Emenius that
god of
weddyng is
Saw neuyr in his lif so mery a
weddid man
Hold thow thy pees thou poete Marcian
That writist vs that ilke
weddyng mery
Of her philogye
and of hym Mercurye
And of songis that the Musis
song
So smal
and eke the penne
and eke the tonge
Forto discriuen of this mariage
Whan tender youthe hadde
weddid
stouping age
Ther is suche that it may not be wryte
Assay you self
and than may ye wyte
If that I lacke or none in this mater
May that sit with so benigne chere
Here to be holden it
semed a fairye
Quene hester
lokid neuyr with suche an ye
On assuere so meke a loke as she
I may you not deuyse al her beaute
But thus muche of her beaute telle I may
That she was lik the bright morow of day
Fulfillyd of beaute
and of plesaunce
[Page]This Ianuary is
rauysshid in atraunce
At euery tyme he
lokid in her face
But in his herte he gan her manace
That night in his armys he wolde her streyne
Harder than Paris euer dede Eleyne
But natheles yet hadde he gret pyte
That that nyght offende hir muste he
And thoughte allas o tender creature
Now wolde
god she myghte wel endure
Al my corage it is so sharp
and kene
I am agast she maye not sustene
But
god forbede y dede al my myght
Now wolde
god it were woxe nyght
And that the nyght wolde laste euermo
I wolde al this pepyl were ago
And finally he doth al his labour
As he best myghte
sauyng his honour
To haste hem fro the mete in subtil wyse
The tyme cam that reson was to ryse
And aftir that men
daunsid
and drank faste
And spicis al aboute the hous they caste
And ful of ioye
and blisse is euery man
Alle but a squier that highte Damyan
Whiche carf before the knyght meny a day
He was so
rauysshed on his lady May
That for the verry peyne he was nygh
wood
Almost he
sweltid &
swowned there he
stood
When he saw her daunce with a
ring on hir
hand
So fressh she was
and therto so
likand
[Page]
And to his
bed he wente hym hastely
Nomore of hym at this tyme speke I
But there I lete hym wepe ynogh & pleyne
Til fresh may wol rewe on his peyne
O Perlous fire that in the bedstraw bredith
O familier foo that his seruice bedith
O seruaunt treytour fals holy hewe
Lyk to the adder sligh & in thy bosom vntrewe
God shilde vs alle from your acqueyntaunce
O Ianuary dronken in pleysaunce
O mariage se how that thy Dannan
Thyn owen squier & thyn owen born man
Entendith for to do the a velonye
God graunte the thyn harm to aspye
For in this worlde nys wors pestilence
Than an homly foo alday in thy presence
Parfourmyd hath this day his arke diurne
No lenger may the body of hym seiourne
The orisont as in that latitude
Night with his mantel that is so derk & rude
Gan forto sprede the emyspery aboute
For whiche departith is the lusty route
Fro Ianuary with thank on euery side
Hoom to their housis lusty they ryde
There as they do thingis as hem list
And when they se her tyme they go to reste
Sone aftir this hastely this Ianuary
Wolde go to bedde he wolde no lenger tary
He drynkith Ipocraas clarrey
and vernage
[Page]Of spi
[...]is hoot to encrece his corage
And meny a lectuary hadde he ful fyn
Suche as the
cursid monk dan Constantyn
Hath writen in his book of coytu
To ete hem alle he
wold no
thing escheu
And thus to his priuy frendis
sayd he
For goddis loue as sone as it may be
Leet voyde al this hous in curteys wyse sone
Men dronken
and the trauers drew an
[...]
[...]
This
brid was brought to bedde as still
[...] as ston
So
hastid Ianuary it most be don
And whan the
bed was with the prest
blissid
Out of the chambir hath euery wight hym
dressid
And Ianuary hath faste in armys take
His fressh may his paradyse his make
He lulleth here
and kisseth her ful ofte
With the brustillis of his
berd vnsofte
L
[...]k to the skyn of a fissh sharp as brere
For he was shaue al newe in his manere
He rubbith her vpon her tender face
And sayde thus allas I moste trespace
To you my spouse
and you gretly offende
Or tyme com that I wyl doun descende
But natheles considerith this quod he
Ther is no workman what euer he be
That may bothe worche wel
and hastely
This wolde be do at leyser parfitly
It is no force how longe that we pleye
I trow in wedlok
couplid be we tweye
[Page]
And I
blissid be the yok that we been ynne
For in our actis we mowe do no synne
A man may do no synne with his wyf
Ne hurte hym self with his owen knyf
Now haue we leue to pleye vs be the lawe
Thus labourith he til the day gan dawe
And than he takith a sop in fyn clarre
And vp right on his bedde sittith he
And aftir that he
sang ful lowde
and clere
And kissith his wyf & makith wanton chere
He was al coltissh
and ful of ragery
And ful of Iargon as is a
fleckid pye
The slak skyn aboute his necke shakith
While that he
song so
chauntid he & crakith
But
god woot what may thoughte in her hert
Whan she hym saw vp
sitting in his sherte
In his nyght cappe
and with his necke lene
She preysith not his pleyynge worth a bene
Than sayde he thus my
restyng wol I take
Now day is come I may no lenger wake
And doun he leyde his
hed & slept til pryme
And aftir whan that he saw his tyme
Vp risith Ianuary
and fresh may
She holdith hir chamber til the fourthe day
As vsage is of wyuys for the beste
For euery labour sumtyme must haue reste
Or ellis longe may he not endure
This is to say no liuys creature
Be it
[...]ish or
bryd best or man
[Page]Now wol I speke of this squyer damyan
That langurith for loue as ye shul here
Therfore I speke to hym in this manere
I say o sely Damyan allas
Answere to this demaunde in this caas
How shalt thou thy lady fressh may
Telle thy woo she wol alwey say nay
Eke yf thow speke she wyl thy wo bewreyn
God be thy help I can no bettir seyn
This s
[...]k Damyan in venus grete fier
So brennyth that he dieth for desir
For whiche he puttith his lif in auenture
No lenger myghte he in this wyse endure
But priuely a penner gan he borowe
And in a lectir wroot al his sorow
In maner of a compleynt or a lay
Vnto his fressh
and fair lady May
And in a purs of silk hynge it on his shirt
He hath y put
and y
leyd it at his herte
Thus hath Ianuary
wedd
[...]d fressh may
And the mone as I
vnderstond that day
Out of taure was in the Cankir glidyn
So longe hath she in her chambir bidyn
As custom is vnto thyse noblis alle
A bride shal not etyn in the halle
Til dayes four or thre atte leste
Passid be than let hir go to feste
The ferthe compleet fro noone to noone
Whan that the high masse was doon
[Page]In halle sat this Ianuary
and may
As fresh as is the bright someris day
And so be fyl that this
good man
Rememb
[...]ith hym vpon this damyan
And sayde saynte mary how may this be
That Damyan entendith not to me
Is he ay sik or how may this betyde
His squiere whiche that
stood hym besyde
Excusid hym be cause of his siknesse
Whiche lettith hym to do his besinesse
Non other cause myghte make hym care
That me forthinkith quod this Ianuare
He is a gentil squyer be my trouthe
Yf that he deyde it were harm
and routhe
He is wyse discret honest
and secre
As ony man I woot of his degre
And therto manly
and seruysable
And forto be a thrifty man right abyl
But aftir mete as sone as euer I may
I wyl my self visite hym
and may
To do hym al the comfort that I can
And for that
word hym
blissid euery man
That of his bounte
and of his gentilnesse
He wolde so comforte hym in siknesse
His squier for it was a gentil dede
Dame quod this Ianuary take
good
[...]ede
That aftir mete ye with your wom̄en alle
When ye haue be in chamber out of this hall
That alle ye go to se this damyan
[Page]To do hym disport he is a gentilman
And tellith that I wol hym visite
Haue I no
thing but
restid me a lite
Now with this
word he gan to hym calle
A squier that was marchal of his halle
And tolde hym certeyn thingis what he wolde
This fresh may hath streyght her wey holde
With alle her women vnto this damyan
Doun be his bedside anon sat she than
Confortyng hym as goodly as she may
This damyan whan he his tyme say
In priuy wyse his purs
and eke his bille
In whiche that he writyn hadde al his wylle
Hath put in to hir honde withouten more
Saue that he
sighed right wonderly sore
And softly to hir right thus sayde he
Mercy
and that ye discouer not me
For I am
ded yf that this
thing be
kyd
This bille hath she in her b
[...]som
hyd
And wente hir wey ye gete nomore of me
Vnto Ianuary comyn thenne is she
And on his beddis side sat ful softe
He takith hir
and kiss
[...]th hir ful ofte
And
leyd hym doun to slepe
and that anon̄
She
feyned as that she must goone
There as ye woot euery wight most nede
And when she of this byl hath take kepe
She rente it vnto cloutis
and atte laste
In the priuy softly hath she it caste
[Page]Who studieth now but fayre fresh may
And doun be Ianuary she lay
That slepte til the cow hath hym
wakid
Anon he preyde her to strype her
nakid
He wolde of here he sayde haue
[...]um plesaunce
He sayde her clothis doth hym cumbraunce
And she obeyeth be she leef or loth
But lest that precious folk with me be wroth
How that he wroughte y dar you not telle
Or whether he thoughte it paradyse or helle
But I lete hem worche in her wyse
Til
euensong
and that he muste aryse
Were it be destyne or be auenture
Were it be influence or be nature
Other in constillacion that in suche astat
The heuyn
stood that tyme fortunat
Was forto put a bil of venus werkis
For al
thing hath tyme as sayn clerkis
To ony womman forto gete her loue
I can not sey but grete
god aboue
That knoweth non acte is ca
[...]selees
He demyth al for I wol holde my pees
But soth it is how that this fressh may
Hath take suche impression that day
Of pyte of this sik man Damyan
That fro hir herte she ne dryue can
The remembraunce forto do hym ese
Certeyn though whom this
thing displese
I here recke not I hym assure
[Page]To loue hym best of ony creature
Thogh he nomore hadde than his shert
And alle was pyte
and tender herte
Here may ye here how excellent fraunchyse
In women is whan they hem narow auyse
Som tiraunt ther is as ther be many on
That hath an herte as
hard as ony stoon
Whiche wolde haue leet hym sterue in the place
Wel rather than haue
grauntid hym grace
And hem reioysen in her cruel pryde
And
reckid not to be an homicide
This gentil may
fulfilled of al pyte
Right so of her
hond a lec
[...]ir made she
In whiche she
grauntid of her verry grace
Ther lackith nought but only day
and space
Where that she myghte to his lust suffyse
For it shal be right as he wol deuyse
And whan she saw her tyme vpon aday
To visite this damyan goth this fresh May
And subtilly a lettir doun she thriste
She takith hym by the
hond & harde him twiste
So secretly that noman it w
[...]ste
And
[...]ad hym be al hool
and sorth she went
To Ianuary whan he for her sent
Vp risith damyan the nexte morow
Al
passid was his siknes
and hissorow
He kembith hym & proynyth hym & pikith
He doth al that his lady lust
and likith
And eke to Ianuary he goth as lowe
[Page]As euyr dede a dogge for the bowe
He is so plesaunt to euery man
For craft is al who so that it can
That euery wight is fayne to teche hym
good
And fully in his ladies grace he
stood
Thus lete I damyan aboute his nede
And in my tale forth I wol procede
Som clerkis holden that felicite
Hit stont in delit
and therfore he
This nobil Ianuary with al his myght
In honest wyse as longeth to a knyght
Shoop hym to lyue ful deliciously
His
howsing his aray as honestly
To his degre was made as a kyngis
Among other of his honest thingis
He hadde a gardyn wallith al with ston
So feir a gardyn wot I nowher non
For out of doute I verily suppose
That he that wroot the romaunce of the Rose
Ne coude of it the beaute wel deuyse
Ne priapus ne myghte not suffise
Though he be
god of gardyns for to telle
The beaute of the gardyn
and of the welle
That
stood vnder a laurel alwey grene
Ful ofte tyme
kyng pluto
and his quene
Proserpina
and al her feyrye
Disporten hem
and make melodye
Aboute that welle
and
daunsed as men tolde
This nobyl knyght this Ianuary the olde
[Page]Suche deynte hath to walkyn
and to pleye
That he wol suffre no wight to bere the key
Saue he hym self of the smale wiket
He baar alwey of siluer a cliket
With the whiche whan he list vnshit
And whan he wolde paye his wyf his dette
In somer seson thyder wolde he go
And May his wyf
and no wight but they two
Of thingis that were not do a bedde
They in the gardeyn
parf
[...]urmed haue &
sped
And in this wyse meny a mery day
Lyuen this Ianuary
and fresh may
But wordly ioye may not alway endure
To Ianuary ne no wordly creature
O sodeyn hap o fortune variable
Lik vnto the scorpioun vnstabil
That flaterst with thy
hed when thou wilt stinge
Thy tayl is deth thorow thyn enuenymynge
O brotel ioye o thou swete poysoun queynt
O thou monster that subtilly canst peynt
Thy gestis vnder h
[...]we
[...]f stedfastnesse
That thou disceyuest bothe more
and lesse
Why hast thou Ianuary thus
disceyued
And haddist hym for thy
frend
resceyued
And now thou hast beraft hym bothe his yen
For sorow of whiche he desirith d
[...]en
Allas this Ianuary that is so fre
Amyd his lust
and his prosperite
Is now woxen blynde
and al sodenly
[Page]His deth therfore desirith he vttirly
And therwith all a feer of Ielosie
Lest that his wyf shal falle in som foly
So brent his herte that he wolde fayn
That som man bothe hym & here
had sleyn
For neuer after his deth ne his lyf
Ne wolde he that she were loue ne wyf
But euer lyue in clothis blake
Sool as the turtyl that hath lost his make
But atte laste aftir amonthe or twey
His sorow gan to swage as I you sey
For he wiste it may non other be
He paciently took his aduers
[...]te
Saue out of doute may he not forgon
That he ne was Ielous euermore in on
Whiche ielousye was so outrageous
That neyther in halle ne in other hous
He nolde suffre here for to ryde ne go
Ne in non other place neuyr the mo
But yf that he
had
hond on here alwey
For whiche ful o
[...]te wepith fresh may
That louyth Damyan so benignely
That she muste othir deye sodenly
Or ellis she muste haue hym a
[...]te leste
She waytith when her herte
wold to breste
Vp on that othir side this Damyan
Be comyn is the so
[...]owfullist man
That euer was for neyther nyght ne day
Ne myghte he speke
aword with fresh may
[Page]As of his purpose of none suche mater
But yf that Ianuary muste it here
That hadde an
hond an ere euyr mo
And nathelees be
writing to
and fro
And priuy signys wiste he what she ment
And she knew of the same his entent
O Ianuary what myght the auaylle
Though thou mightist se as fer as ship doth sayl
For as
good
blynd is
disceyued to be
As to be
disceyued whan aman may se
Lo argus whiche that hadde an
hundrid yen
For al that euer he coude poure or pryen
Yet was he blent
and I woot so be mo
That wenyn that it is
nothing so
Passe ouyr is an ese I sey nomore
This fressh may of whiche I spak of yore
In warm wex hath
printid this cliket
That Ianuary baar of the smale wiket
Be whiche vnto this gardyn ofte he went
And damyan that knew here entent
The cliket
countirfetid priuely
Ther is nomore to sey but hastely
Som wonder be this cliket shal be tide
Whiche ye shal here yf ye wil abyde
O nobyl Ouyde soth sayst thou
god woot
What sleighte it is though it be longe & hoot
That he nyl fynde it vp in som manere
By pyramus
and Tysbe may men here
Though they were kept streyt longe ouyr al
[Page]They been
accordid
rownyng thorou awal
Ther is non coude haue founde suche a sleighte
But now to purpoos or that dayes .viij.
Were
passid of the moneth of Iuyl be fyl
That Ianuary hath caught so greet awyl
Thorough
eggyng of his wyf hym forto pleye
In his gardyn & no wight but they tweye
That in a morow vnto this may
said he
Rise vp my wyf my loue my lady fre
The turtelis voys I herde my spouse swete
The wynter is goon with alle his raynes wete
Com forth with thyn yen columbyne
Now fayrer been
[...]hy brestis than is wyne
The gardyn is
closid al aboute
Com forth my swete spouse out of doute
Thow hast me
woundid in myn herte wyf
No spot in the saw I in al my lyf
Com forth
and leet vs take our d
[...]sport
I care for the my wyf & for my comfort
Suche olde lewde wordis
vs
[...]d he
On Damyan a signe made she
That he sholde go beforn with his cliket
This Damyan hath
opened the wyket
And in he stert
and sat in suche manere
That no wight myght it se ne here
And stille he sat vnder abush anone
This Ianuary so
blynd is as a stone
With may in his
hond
and no wight mo
In to this fresh gardyn is he go
[Page]
And
clappid to the wiket sodenly
Now wyf quod he here been but ye
and I
That art the creature that I b
[...]st loue
For by that
lord that sit vs alle aboue
I hadde leuyr right now dye on a knyf
Than the offenden myn owen dere wyf
For goddis sake think hou y the chees
Not for couetyse ne other
good doutlees
But only for the loue I hadde to the
And though that y be
old & may not se
Be to me trewe
and I wol telle the why
Certis thre thingis sholde ye wynne ther by
First loue of crist
and to your self honour
And al myn heritage both toun
and tour
I ye
[...]e it yow makith chartres as yow list
This shal be do to morow or the sonne rist
So wisly
god my soule brynge to blis
And I pray you of couenaunt ye me kis
And though I be ielous wite me nought
Ye be so depe
pryntid in my thought
That whan I consider your beaute
And therwith al the vnliklih
[...]de of me
I may not certis though I sholde dy
Forbere to been out of your company
For verry loue this is withouten doute
Now kis me wyf
and lete vs rome aboute
This fressh may whan she the wordis herde
Benignely to Ianuary answerde
But first &
forward she began to wepe
[Page]I haue quod she a soule forto kepe
As wel as ye
and also myn honour
And of my wyfhode that tender flour
Whiche that I haue
assured in your
hond
Whan that the Preest to you my body
bond
Wherfore I wol answere in this manere
With the leue of you my
lord so dere
I praye to
god that yf ye euer se that day
That I ne sterue as foule as womman may
If euer I do to my kyn that shame
Or ellis I empeyre so my name
That I be fals
and yf I do that lak
To strype me
and put me in a sak
And in the nexte ryuer do me drenche
I am a gentil womman
and no wenche
Why speke ye thus but men be euer vntrewe
And wommen haue repreef of you ay newe
Ye can non other comynycacion I leue
But speke to vs of vntrust & vs repr
[...]ue
And with that
word she saw where Damyan
Sat in a bush
and knele he began
And with hir fyngris signes made she
That Damyan sholde clymbe vp on a tre
That
charged was with fruyt & vp he went
For verily he knewe al her entent
And euery signe that she coude make
Wel bet than Ianuary her owen make
For in a lettir she hadde
told hym al
Of this matere how he wirche shal
[Page]
And thus I lete hym sitte in the piry
And Ianuary with May
yong
and mery
BRight was the day & blew the firmament
Phebus of
gold / doun his bemys hath sent
To gladen euery flour with his warmnesse
He was that tyme in geminis as y gesse
But litil fro his declinacion
And cansere of Iouis exaltacion
And so it fill that in a bright morow tide
That in the gardy on the ferthir side
Pluto that is
kyng of the fairye
And many a lady in his companye
Folowing his wyf th
[...] quene Preserpina
Whiche that hir
rauyss
[...]ed out of pina
Whilis that she
gadrid flouris in a mede
In claudian ye may the stories rede
How in his grisly carte he her fette
This
kyng of feyre adoun hym sette
Vp on a benche of tur
[...]es fa
[...]r
and grene
And right anone sayde he thus to his quene
My wyf quod he ther may no wight say nay
The experience prouith it euery day
The treson whiche that women to do men
Ten
hundrid
thousand tellyn I can
Ensamples
and of your vntrouth & brotilnes
O Salamon richest of alle riches
Fulfilled of sapien
[...]e
and of wordly glorye
Wel worthy be thy wordis in memory
To euery wight that wit
and reson can
[Page]Thus preysith he yet the bounte of man
Among a
thousand men yet
fond I one
But of alle wymmen
fond he neuyr non
Thus said þ
e
kyng þ
t so knowith your wickidnes
And also Thesus Sirak as I gesse
Ne spekith of you but seldyn reuerence
A wylde fyre
and a corupt pestilence
So falle on your bodies yet to nyght
Ne se ye not this honourable knyght
Be cause allas that he is
blind
and
old
His owen man shal make hym
Cokeold
Lo where he sit the lechour in the tre
Now wol I graunte of my mageste
Vnto this olde blynde worthy knyght
That he shal haue ayen his sight
Whan that his wyf wolde do hym vilonye
Than shal he knowe al her harlotry
Bothe in repreef of here
and other mo
Ye shal quod preserpina
and wol ye so
Now be my modris s
[...]ris soule I swere
That she shal redily excusen her
And alle wom̄en after for her sake
Though they be in ony gilty take
With face
bold they shal hem self excuse
And bere hem doun that wolde hem accuse
For lak of answer non of hem shul dyen
Al hadde he seen a
thing with bothe his yen
Yet shul we so visage it hardely
And wepe
and swere
and chyde subtilly
[Page]That ye shul be as
lewd as fele gees
That reckith not of here auctoritees
I woot wel this though this Salamon
Fond of vs women mo foolis than on
But though he ne
fond no
good woman
I pray you take the sentence of the man
He ment thus that in souereyn bounte
Nys non but
god that sittith in tryynte
Ey for very
god that nys but on
What make ye so muche of Salamon
What though he made a tempyl goddis hous
What though he were riche
and glorious
So made he eke a tempyl of false goddis
How myghte he do a
thing that more
bad is
Parde as fayre as ye his name enplastre
He was a lechour
and eke an ydolaster
And in his elde he verry
god forsook
And yf
god ne hadde as saith the book
Asparyd for his fadris sake he sholde
Haue lost his regne rathir than he wolde
I yeue right nought of al the velonye
That he of women writith a butter flye
I am a woman nedis y muste speke
Or ellis swelle til myn herte to breke
For sithen ye sey that we be Iangeleressis
As euer hool I moot broke my tressis
I shal not spare now for no curtesie
To speke hym harm that wolde vs velonye
Dame quod this Pluto be no lenger wro
[...]h
[Page]I yeue it vp but sith I sweer myn oth
That I wyl graunte hym his sighte agen
My
word shal stonde I say you certeyn
I am a
kyng it sit me not to lye
And I a quene quod she of the feirye
Her answer shal she haue I vndertake
Lete vs nomo wordis here of make
For soth I wol you no lenger tary
Now lete vs turne ayen to Ianuary
That in the gardyn with his fresh may
Syngith ful merier than the Popingeay
Yow loue y best
and shal
and other non
So longe aboute the aleyys is he goon
Tyl he was come ayens that pery
Where as this damyan sittith ful mery
An high
among the fresh leuys grene
This[?] fresh may that is so bright
and shene
Gan forto sighe
and sayde allas my syde
Now sire quod she for aught that may betyde
I muste haue of the peris that I se
Or[?] y muste dye so sore longith me
To ete of the smale peris grene
Help for his loue that is of heuen quene
I telle you wel a womman in my plit
May haue in fruyt so gret an appetit
That she may dien but she of it haue
Allas quod he that I ne hadde here a knaue
That coude clymbe allas quod he
That I am
blind ye sire no force quod she
[Page]But wolde ye vouchesauf for goddis sake
The pery with ynne your armys forto take
For wel I woot that ye mystruste me
Than sholde I clymbe wel ynough
quod she
So I my feet myght sette vp on your bak
Certis quod he therof shal be no lak
Mighte I you helpyn with myn herte
blood
He stoupith adoun
and on his bak she
stood
And caughte hir be a twiste
and vp she goth
Ladyes I pray you be not wroth
I can not glose I am a rude man
And sodenly anon this damyan
Gan pulle vp the smok & in he
throug
A greet tente a thrifty
and a
long
She sayde it was the meriest fytte
That euer in her lif she was at yet
My lordis tente seruith me
nothing thus
He foldith twifolde be swete Ihesus
He may not swyue worth a leek
And yet he is ful gentil
and ful meek
This is leuyr to me than an
euynsong
And whan that Pluto saw that
wrong
To Ianuary yaf ayeen his sighte
And made hym se as wel as euyr he mighte
And whan that he hadde caught his sighte agayn
Ne was ther noman of
thing so fayn
But on his wyf his thought was euyr mo
Vp to the tre he cast his yen two
And saw how damyan his wyf hath
dressid
[Page]
[...]n suche manere as it may not be
expressid
But yf I wolde speke vncurteisly
And vp he yaf a roringe
and a cry
As doth the moder whan the
child shal dy
Out help allas harow he gan cry
For sorow almost he gan to dy
That his wyf was
swyuyd in the Pery
O stronge lady hore what dost thow
And she answerde sire what eylith yow
Haue pacience
and reson in your mynde
I haue yow holpyn on bothe your yen blinde
Vp peril of my soule y shal not lyen
As me was taught to hele with your yen
Was no
thing bet to make you to se
Than forto strogil with aman in a tre
Good woot y dede it in ful
good entent
Strogil quod he ye algate in it went
Stif
and
round as ony belle
It was no wonder though her bely swelle
The smok on his brest lay so theche
And euer me thoughte he
poyntid on the brech
[...]
God you yeue bothe a shamys deth to dyen
He dide the so I saw it with myn yen
And ellis I
behangid be the hals
Than is quod she my medicine fals
For certeinly yf ye myghte se
Ye wolde not sey thyse wordes to me
Ye haue som glymsinge
and no parfit sight
I se quod he as wel as euer I myght
[Page]
Thankid be
god with bothe myn yen two
And be my trowthe me thoughte he
did so
Ye may deme as ye list gode sere quod she
This thank haue I for I made yow se
Allas quod she that euyr I was so kynde
Now dame quod he lat al passe out of mynde
Comdoun my leef
and yf I haue myssayde
God helpe me so as y am euyl a
payd
But be my fader soule I wente haue seyn
How that this Damyan hadde by the leyn
And that thy smok he leyde vp on thy brest
Ye sire quod she ye may wene as ye l
[...]st
But sire
qd she aman that wakith of his sleep
He may not so sodenly wel take keep
Vp on a
thing ne se it so parfitly
T
[...]l that he be wel
adaw
[...]d verily
Right so aman that longe
blynd hath be
Ne may not sodenly so sone wel se
First when his sighte is new comyn agayn
As he that hath a day or tweyne y seyn
Til that your sighte y
fa
[...]elid be awhyle
Th
[...]r may ful many a sighte yow begile
Bewar I pray yow for be h
[...]uyn
kyng
Ful meny a man wenyth to se a
thing
And yet it is al another than it semyth
He that mysconce
[...]ueth ofte mys demyth
And with that
word she lepte fro the tre
This Ianuary who is
glad but he
He kisseth her
and clipp
[...]th hir ful ofte
[Page]
And on her wombe he strikith her ful softe
And to the Paleys hoom he hath her
lad
Now gode men I pray you be mery
and
glad
Thus endith here my tale of Ianuary
God blisse vs alle
and his moder Mary
¶Here endith the Marchan̄tis tale.
And begynneth the
prolog of the wyf of Bathe.
EXperience though non auctorite
Were in this worlde is right ynow for me
To speke of woo that is in mariage
But lordis syn y .xij. wynter was of age
Thankid be
god that is eternal alyue
Husbondis at the chirche dore haue I
had fyue
If I so often myghte haue
weddid be
And alle were worthy men in here degre
But onys me was
told not longe a go I wys
That crist wente neuyr but onys
To weddynge in the Cane of galilee
That be the same ensaumpyl taughte he me
That I
weddid sholde be but onys
Lo whiche a sharp
word for the nonys
Beside awelle Ihe
[...]us
god
and man
Spak in repreef of the samaritan
Thow hast
had .v. husbondis
sayd he
And that ilke man that now hath the
Is not thy
husbond thus he sayde certeyn
What he mente therby I can not sayn
But that I aske why that the .v. man
Was not
husbond to the samaritan
[Page]How many myghte he haue in mariage
But herde y neuer tellyn in myn age
Of this noumbre very diffinicion
Men
[...]owe deme
and glose vp a doun
Wel I woot expresse withoutyn lye
That
god
bad vs w
[...]xe
and multiplye
That gentil text can I wel vnderstonde
For wel y woot that myn husbonde
Sholde leue fader
and moder
and take to me
But of noumbre no mencion ma
[...]e he
Of bigamye or of Octogamye
Why sholde men speke of it velonye
[...]o here the wyse
kyng Salamon
I trow he hadde wyues mo than on
As wolde to
g
[...]d it leefful were to me
To haue
refresshing half so ofte as he
Whiche a yef
[...]e of
god
had he for al his wyuy
[...]
Noman hath such
[...] that now on lyue is
God woot this nobyl
kyng as to my witte
The firste nyght hadde meny a mery fytte
With eche of hem so wel was hym on lyue
Blissid be
god for I haue
had fyue
Of whiche I haue
pikid out of the beste
Bothe of her nethir ende
and eke her cheste
Diuers scolis makith diuers clerkis
And diu
[...]rs practik in many sondry werkis
Makith the parfiter man to be sikerly
Of fyue husbondis
scoling am I
Wel come the sixte when that
[...]uer he shal
[Page]I wol hym not forsake no
thing at al
When myn
husbond is fro the worlde I gon
Som cristen man shal wedden me anon
For the apostel sayth that I am fre
To wedde a goddis half where it likith me
He sayth to be
weddid it is no synne
Bettir it is to
beweddid than to blynne
What reckith me though men say vilonye
Of shrewde lameth
and of his bigamye
I woot abraham was a ful holy man
And eke Iacob as fer as euer I here can
And eche of them hadde mo wyuys than two
And meny another man also
Where can ye say in ony manere age
That euer
god
defendid mariage
Be expresse wordis I pray you tel me
Or where
comandid he euyr virginite
I woot as wel as ye it is no drede
The apostil when he spak of mayden hede
He sayde that ther of precept
had he noon
Men may counsel awomman to be oon
But counsel is no maner com̄andement
He puttith that in our Iugement
For hadde
god
comanded maydenhede
Than
had he
dampned
wedding out of drede
And certis yf ther were no
seed I sowe
Virginite what sholde therof growe
Paule durste not comaunde acte leste
A
thing whiche his maister yaf non heste
[Page]The dart is set vp on virginite
Cast who so may who rennyth best let se
But this
word is not take of euery wight
But there as
god wol yeue it of his myght
I woot wel the apostel was amayde
But natheles though he wroot
and sayde
He wolde wel euery wight were as he
Al is but counsel to virginite
And forto be a wyf he yaf me leue
Of indulgence so it be not to repreue
To wedde me yf that my make dye
Withoute excepcioun of bigamye
Al were it
good no woman forto towche
He mente in his
bed or in his cowche
For paril it is fyre
and tow to assembil
Ye knowe what this ensample may resemble
This is al
and som he
held virginite
More parfit than
wedding in freelte
Freelte clepe I but yf he or she
Wolde ledyn her lyf in chastite
I graunte it weel I haue non enuy
Though maydenhede preferre bigamy
It likith hem to be cleen in body
and gost
Of myn estate I wyl make no bost
Ful wel I knowe a
lord in his
hushold
Hath meny a vessel of siluer
and of
gold
Som been of tre
and don her
lord seruise
God clepith to hym folk in sondry wyse
And eche hath of
god a proper yeste
[Page]Eche man as hym liste to shifte
Virginite is a greet perfection
And continence eek with deuocion
But crist that is of perfection the welle
Bad not euery wight he sholde go selle
All that he hath
and yeue it to the poure
And in suche wyse folow hym
and his lore
He spak to hem that wil lyue parfitly
And lordingis be your leue that am not I
I wol bestowe the flour of al myn age
In the actis & in the fruyt of mariage
Tel me also to what conclusion
Were membris
maad of generacion
And of so parfit wyse a wight y wrought
Trust me wel they be not made for nought
Glose who so wol
and sey vp an doun
They were made for purgacion
Of vryne
and of other thingis smale
Was eke to knowe a female from amale
And for no cause ellis say ye no
The experience woot wel it is not so
So that ye clerkis with me be not wroth
I say thus they be made for both
That is to say bothe for office
and for ese
Of engendernre there we
god not displese
Why shulde not ellis men in bokis sette
That man shal yelde to his wyf her dette
Where with sholde he make his payement
Yf he ne
vsid his sely instrument
[Page]Then were they
maa
[...] vpon a creature
To purge hym
and eke to engendrur
[...]
But I say not this as y you tolde
That euery wight that hath suche harneis is holde
To go
and vse hem in engendrure
Than sholde men of chastite take no cure
Crist was a mayde
and shapyn as a man
And many an holy saynt sith the wor
[...]de began
Ye
l
[...]uyd they euer in parfit chastite
But I nyl enuye non virginite
Leet hem with
bred of
pured whete
befed
And lete vs vsen hoot harly
bred
And yet with harly
[...]ed men telle can
Our
[...] Ihesus
refresshid many a man
In swhich astat as
god hath
clepid vs
I wyl ꝑseuere I am not precious
In wyf
hood wyl I vse myn instrument
As frely as my maker hath it sent
If I be daungerous
god yeue me sorow
Whether he wyl at eue or a morow
Whan that hym list com forth
and pay his dette
An
husbond wol y haue y wol not lette
That shal be bothe my dettour
and my thral
And I his tribulacion with al
Duringe the whyle that I am his wyf
The power wol I haue
during al my lif
Both of his propir body
and nat he
Right thus the apostel tolde it me
And
bad our husbondis forto loue vs weel
[Page]Al this sentence me liketh eueridel
Vp stert the pardoner
and that anon
Now dame quod he be
god
and be saint Iohn
Ye be an nobyl prechour in this caas
I was aboute to wedde awyf alas
What sholde I bye it my self so dere
Yet hadde y leuer wedde no wyf this yere
Abyde quod she my tale is not begonne
Nay thou shalt drynke of another tonne
Or that I go shal sauour worse than ale
And when I haue
told forth my tale
Of tribulacion that is in mariage
Of whiche I am expert in al myn age
This is to sey my self haue be the whipp
[...]
Than mayst thou chese whither thou wilt sippe
Of that tonne that y shal broche
Be ware of it or thow to nygh approche
For I shal telle ensamplis mo than ten
Who so wol not be waar be othir men
Be hym shal othir men
correctid be
Thyse same wordis writith ptholome
Reed in his almegeste
and take it there
Dame I wyl pray you yf your wyl were
Sayde this pardoner as ye began
Tel forth your
[...]ale spare for noman
And teche vs
yong men of your practike
Gladly
quod she sith it may you like
But that y pray to al this companye
Yf that y speke aftir my fantesye
[Page]As take not a greef of that I say
For myn entent is but forto play
Now seris than wol y telle you forth my tale
As euyr I muste drynke wyne or ale
I shal say soth thyse husbondis that I hadde
Thre of hem were goode
and two were badde
Vnnethe myghte they holde the statute
In whiche they were bonden vnto me
Ye woot weel what I mene parde
As helpe me
god y laughe what thet I thynke
How petously a nyght y made hem to swynke
And be my faith I yaf of hem no stoore
They hadde me yeue her
lond
and her tresor
Me nedith not to do hem lenger diligence
To wynne her loue or do hem reuerence
They
l
[...]ued me so wel be
god aboue
That I ne tolde no deynte of her loue
A wyse woman wyl besy hir euyr in one
To gete her loue there she hath noon
But sith I hadde hem holly in myn
hond
And aftir they hadde yeue me here
lond
What sholde y take kepe hem forto plese
But yf it were for my pr
[...]fit or for myn ease
I
held hem so a werke be my fey
That many a nyght they
song wel awey
The bacon was fet for hem I trow
That som man hath in essex at donmow
I
gouerned hem so wel aftir my lawe
That eche of hem ful blesful was
and fawe
[Page]To brynge me feire thingis fro the feyre
They were ful feyn whan I spak to hem faire
For
god it woot I chidde hem spitously
Now herke how I baar me properly
Ye wyse wyues that can vnderstonde
Thus sholde ye spekyn & bere hem an honde
For half so boldly can ther noman
Swere
and lye as a woman can
I say not this but ye wyues that been wyse
But yf it be when they hem mys auyse
A wyf yf that she can her
good
Shal bere hym on
hond the cow is
wood
And take witnesse of her owen mayde
Of here assent but herkenyth how I sayde
Sire olde
kaynard is this thyn aray
Why is myn neyghebours wyf so gay
She is honourith where euer she goth
I sitte at hoom
and haue no thrifty cloth
What dost thow at myn neyghebours hous
Is she so fair art thou so amerous
What rownest thou with a mayde benedicite
Sire olde lechour let thy Iapis be
And yf that I haue a gossib or a
frend
With outyn gilt thou chidist as a
fend
If that thou walkist hoom to her hous
Thou comyst hoom as dronke as a mous
Thou prechist on thy benche with euyl preef
Thou saist to me it is a gret myschief
To wedde a poure woman for costage
[Page]
And yf she be high
and of riche parage
Thow saist that it is a very turmentry
To suffre hir pryde
and hir malencoly
And yf she be fair thow verry knaue
Thow saist that euery harlot wol her haue
She may no whyle in chastite abyde
That is
assaylid on euery syde
Thow s
[...]yst som folk desire vs for riches
Some for our shap & some for our fairnes
And some for she can othir singe or daunce
And some for gentilnes or for daliaunce
Som for her hondis
and legges smale
Thus goth al to the deuyl
[...]e thy tale
Thow sayst men may kepe a castel wal
It may so longe
assaylid be ouyr al
And yf she be foul thou sayst that she
Coueytith euery man that she may se
For as a spaynel she wol on hym lepe
Til she may f
[...]nde som man her to chepe
Ne non so grey goos goth ther in the lake
As sayst thow be wyl withoute her make
And sayst it is an
hard
thing forto welde
A
thing that noman wol his thank helde
Thus sayst thou lorel whan thou gost to bedde
And that no wyse man nedith forto wedde
Ne noman that entendith vnto heuyn
With wilde thund
[...]r dynt
and fyre leuyn
I pray
god moot thyn necke al to breke
Tho sayst a
dropping hous
and eek smeke
[Page]
And
chidyng wyuys maken men to flee
Out of her howsis atonys a benedicite
What eylith suche an
old man forto chyde
Thow sayst we wyuys wyl our vicis hyde
Til we be fast & than we wil hem shewe
Wel may that be a prouerbe of a shrewe
Thou sayst that men assis hors
and houndis
They been
assayd of dyuers stoundis
Basyns lauours or that men hem bye
Sponys stolis
and alle other husbondrye
And so be pottis clothis
and aray
But folk of wyuys make non assay
Til they be
weddid to
old
dotard shrewis
And than sayst thou wel our vicis shewis
Thou sayst also that it displesith me
But yf thou wolt preyse my beaute
And but thou poure alday in my face
And clepe me fayre dame in euery place
And but thou make a feste that ilke day
That y was born
and me
[...]resh
and gay
And but thou do me norish
and honoure
And to my chamber with in my
[...]oure
And to my fadris folk
and myn alies
Thus sayst thou olde chorle ful of lyes
And also for that our prentice Iankyn
For his crisp heris shynynge as
gold fyn
And for he squireth me bothe vp
and doun
Yet hast thou caught a fals suspecion
I wyl hym not though thou were
ded to morow
[Page]But tel me this why hidist thou with sorow
The keyes of thy cheste awey fro me
As wel it is my
good as thyn parde
What wenyst thou to make an idiot of our dame
Now be that
lord that
clepid is saint Iame
Thow shalt not bothe though thou were
wood
Be maister of my body
and of my
good
That on thou shalt forgo magre thyn yen
What nedith it of me to enquere or pryen
I trow thou woldist lokke me in thy cheste
Thou sholdist say gode wyf go where ye liste
Take your disport I wol leue no talis
I knowe you for a trewe wyf dame alis
We loue noman that takith kepe or charge
Where that we wol go
and be at our large
Of alle maner men
blessid mote he be
The wyse Astrologien dan Protholome
That saith right thus in his almegeste
Of alle men his wisdom it is the beste
That reckith not who hath the
world in honde
Be this prouerbe thou shalt vnderstonde
Haue ye ynough what dar ye recke or care
How merily that other folkis fare
For certis olde dotardis be your leue
Ye shal haue queynte ynough at eue
Be thow neuyr wroth for myn instrument
Though it be somtyme to a
good felaw lent
For he is to gret an
nygard that wyl werne
A man to lighte a candel at his lanterne
[Page]He shal haue neuer the lasse light parde
Haue thou ynough thou dar not pleyne the
Thou sayst also yf that we make vs gay
With
clothing or with precious aray
That it is peril of our chastite
And with sorow thou most enforcen the
And say thyse wordis in the Apostelis name
In habit made with chastite
and shame
Ye women shul appareylle you quod he
And nat in
tressid heer
and riche perre
As peerlis ne with
gold ne clothis riche
Aftir thy thought ne aftir thy rubriche
I wol not worche as moche as a gnat
Thou sayst thus I walke out as a cat
But who so wol senge the cattis skyn
Than wyl the cat duelle in his yn
And yf the cattis skyn be slight
and gay
She wol not duelle in his hous half aday
But forth she wol or ony day
bedawed
To shewe her skyn
and go a
catirwaw
[...]d
This is to say yf I begay sir shrewe
I wol renne out my borel forto shewe
Sire olde fool what helpith the to espien
Though thou pleye argus with his
hundrid yen
To be my warde corps as he may best
In feith he shal not kept me but me
[...]est
Yet coude I make his
berd so mote I the
Thou sayst eek that ther be thingis thre
The whiche thingis troublen al the erthe
[Page]
And that no wight may endure the ferthe
O leue sire shrewe Ihesus short thy lif
Yet prechist thow
and saist an hateful wyf
Rekenyd is for on of thyse myschaunsi
[...]s
Ben ther now none othir resemblaunsis
That may be like your parablis vnto
But yf a sely wyf be on of tho
Thow liknest eke a womannys loue to helle
To bareyn
lond there watir may not dwelle
Thow liknest vs eek also to wilde fire
The more it brennyth the more it hath desire
To consume euery
thing that brent
wold be
Thow sayst right as wormys shendyn a tre
Right so a wyf destroieth her husbonde
This knowen they that been to wyuys bonde
Lordingis right thus as ye haue vnderstonde
Bare y stifly myn olde husbondis on honde
And of other thinges both more
and lesse
And al was fals but as I took witnesse
Of Iankyn our
child
and of myn nece also
O
lord the pyne I dede
hem[?]
and the woo
Ful giltlees ofte be goddis swete pyne
For as an hors I coude both byte
and whyne
I coude pleyne though I were in the gilt
Or ellis I hadde ofte tymes be spilt
Who so comyth first to the mylle first he grynt
I
pleyned first so were our werrys stynt
They were ful
glad for to excuse hem blyue
Of
thing whiche they neuer
agiltid her lyue
[Page]Of wenchis wolde I bere hem ful sore on
hond
When that for sike vnnethe myghte they stonde
Yet
tiklid I his herte for that he
Wende that I of hym hadde so gret cheerte
I swoor that al my
walkyng out be nyght
Was for to spye wenchis that he dight
Vndir that colour hadde I meny a myrthe
For al
[...]uche
thing was gyue vs in our birthe
Disceyt wepynge spynnynge
god hath yeue
To women kyndely whyle that they lyue
And thus of o
thing I may auaunte me
Atte ende I hadde the bettir in eche degre
Be sleyghte or force or by som maner
thing
Or by continuel murmur or grucchinge
Namely a bedde hadde they myschaunce
There wolde I chide
and do hem no plesaunce
I wolde no lenger there abedde abyde
If that I felte his arm ouer my side
Til he hadde
maad his raunson vnto me
Than wolde I suffre hym do his nycete
And therfore euery man this tale I telle
Wyn who so may for al is forto selle
With empty hondis men may no hawkis li
[...]e
For wynnynge wolde I as his list endure
And make me then a
feyned appetit
And yet in bacon hadde y neuer delit
That made m
[...] that euer I wolde hem chyde
For though the Pope hadde sitten hem beside
I wolde not spare hem at her owen borde
[Page]For be my trouthe I quytte hem euery
word
As so helpe me
god omnipotent
Though right now I sholde make my testament
I owe hem not o
word but that it is quyt
I broughte it so aboute by my wit
That they muste yeue it vp al for the beste
Or ellis hadde we neuer be in reste
For though he
lokid as wilde as a lion
Yet sholde he fayle of his conclusion
Than wolde I say gode leef take kepe
How mekely lokith wilkyn our sheep
Ye sholde be al pacient
and meke
Com n
[...]r my spouse lat me ba thy cheke
And haue a swete
spicid concience
Sith ye so speke of iobbis pacience
Suffrith alway syn ye can so wel preche
And but ye do certeyn we wol you teche
It is fe
[...]r aman to haue his wyf in pees
On of vs two muste bowe doutlees
And sith a man is euer more resonable
Then a woman is ye moste be sufferabil
What eylith you to gruoche
and grone
It is for ye wolde haue my queynte a lone
Why take it lo haue it euerydeel
Petir I shrewe you but ye loue it weel
For yf I wolde selle my bele chose
I coude walke as fressh as a rose
But I wol kepe it for your owen toth
Ye be to blame be
god I say you soth
[Page]Suche maner wordis hadde we on honde
Now wol I speke of my firste husbonde
My firste husbond was a reuelour
Tys is to say he hadde aparamour
And I was yonge and ful of ragery
Stoborn & strong and pliant as a pie
Welcoude he daunce and harpe smale
And synge as mery as ony nychtyngale
When I hadde dronke adranghte of swete wyn
Metnllms the foule chorle the swyne
That with a staf berafte his wif har lif
For she drank wyne and I hadde be his wif
He sholde not haue dauntid me so fro drinke
And after wyne ou venus muste I thinke
For also sikir as cold eugendrith hail
A licorous month muste haue a licorons tail
In vynolent ꝑsone is no defence
This knowen lechours be experience
But lord crist whan it remembrith me
Vpon my youthe and on my Iolite
It tiklith so vpon my herte rote
Vnto thysday it doth my herte bote
That I haue had my worlde & my tyme
But age allas that al wol enuenyme
Hath me berafte my beaute & my pith
Let go fare weel the deuil go perwith
The flour is go
[...]her is nomore to telle
The bren as I best may now muste I selle
Now to beright mery now wil I fonde
[Page]Now wyl I telle of my fourthe husbonde
I Sey he hadde in his herte a gret despyt
[...]
That I ony other hadde delyt
But he was quyt be
god
and be seynt Iose
I made hym of the same wode a croce
Nat of my body in no foul manere
That certenly I made folk suche chere
That in his owen grece I made hym frye
For angir
and for verry Ielousye
Be
god in erthe I was his verry purgatory
For whiche I hope his soule be in glorye
For
god it woot he sat ful ofte
and songe
When that his sho bittirly hym wronge
Th
[...]r was no w
[...]ght saue
god
and he that wyste
In many wyse how sore I
did hym twiste
He deyde when I com fro Iherusalem
And lith I
graued vnder the rode beem
Al is not his toumbe so curius
As was the sepulcre of hym Darius
Whiche that appelles wroughte subtilly
It is but wast to birye hym preciously
Let hym fare wel
god yeue his soule
good reste
He is now in his grane
and
leyd in his cheste
Now of my fyfthe husbonde wol I telle
God lete her soulis neuer come in helle
And y
[...]t was the fyfthe to me the moste shrewe
That fele I on my ri
[...]bis re
[...]w
[...] by rewe
And euer shal vnto myn
endyng day
But in
[...]ur
b
[...]d he was ful fresh
and gay
[Page]
And therwith al also he coude so wel glose
That though he hadde bete me on euery boon
He coude wynne my loue ayeen anoon
I trowe I
loued hym best for that he
Was of his loue so daungerous vnto me
We wymmen haue yf that I shal not lye
In this mater a queynte fantesye
Wayte what
thing we may not lightly haue
Ther aftir wil we crye alday
and craue
Forbede vs
thing
and that desiren we
Preese on vs
and than wil we sle
With daunger vtter we al our chaffare
Greet prees at market makith dere ware
And to greet cheep is holdyn a febyl pryce
This knoweth euery woman that is wyse
MY fyfthe husbonde
god his soule blesse
Wichiche I took for loue
and no richesse
He sumtyme was a clerk of Oxenforde
And hadde lefte scole
and wente at hoom to berde
With my gossib tho duellinge in our toun
God haue her soule her name was alisoun
She knew my herte
and eek my pryuyte
Bettir than our parish prest so mot I the
To here
bewreyed I my counsel al
For hadde myn
husbond
pissid ayens a wal
Or do a
thing that he sholde haue lost his lyff
To her
[...]nd also to another wyff
When that he wolde haue my bele chose
And to my Nece whiche that I
loued weel
[Page]I wolde haue
told his counsel euerydell
[...]nd so I
did ful ofte
god it woot
That made his face ful ofte
reed
and hoot
For v
[...]rry shame
and
blamed hym self that he
Hadde
told to me so gret a priuyte
And so be fyl that onys in a lente
So ofte tyme I to my gossib wente
For euer I
loued to be gay alleway
And forto walke in March aperyl
and May
Fro hous to hous to here sondry talis
That Iankyn clerk
and my gossib dame alis
And I my self in to the feldis wente
My
husbond was at london al that lent
I hadde the bettir leyser forto pleye
And forto se
and eke forto be seye
Of lust
[...] folk what wiste I where my grace
Was shapyn forto be or in what place
Therfore I made my visitacions
To vigilis
and to processions
To prechinge eke
and to pilgremagis
To pleyis of myraclis
and to mariagis
And
w
[...]rid vp on my gay scarlet gites
Thyse wormys ne these mowthis ne thyse mytis
Vpon my parel frayde hem neuer adeel
And wost thow why for they were
vsed wel
Now wol I telle forth what
happid me
I say that in the feldis
walkid we
Til truly that we hadde suche daliaunce
This clerk
and I what of my purueaunce
[Page]I spak to hym
and sayde how that he
If I were widow he sholde wedde me
For certeyn I say you for no bobance
Yet was I neuer withoute purueaunce
Of mariage ne of othir thingis eek
I holde a mons herte not worth a leek
That hath but on hool to sterte to
And yf that fayle than is al I do
I bare hym on
hond / he hadde
enchauntid me
My dame taughte me forsoth that sotil
[...]e
And eke I sayde y mette of hym al nyght
He wolde a
shamed me as I lay vp right
And al my
bed was ful of very
blood
But yet I hope truly ye shul do me
good
For
blood betokenyth
gold / as I was taught
And alwas fals I dremed of him right naught
But as I
folowid ay my damys lore
As wel of that as of othir thingis more
And now sire lete se what sholde y sayn
A ha by
god I haue my tale agayn
Whan that my fourthe
husbond was on beere
I wepte algate
and made a sory chere
As wyuys motyn for it is the vsage
And with my kercher I
clerid my visage
But for that I was
purueyed of a make
I wepte ful lityl I dar vndertake
To chirche was my
husbond born̄ on morow
With neyghbours that for hym made sorow
And Iankyn our clerk was on of tho
[Page]As helpe me
god whan I saw hym go
Aftir the beere me thoughte he
had a peyre
Of leggis
and feet so clene
and so feyre
That al my herte I yaf vnto his
hold
He was I trow twenty wynter
old
But I was .xl. yf I shal sey the soth
But yet I hadde alwey a coltis toth
Gappe
tothid y was but that be cam me weel
I hadde the prynt of saint venus fel
As helpe
god I was a ful lusty on
And feir
and riche
and
yong & wel begoon
And trewly as my husbondis tolde me
I hadde the beste queynte that myghte be
For certis I am al fully venerian
In felinge
and my herte is Marcian
Venus me yaf my lust
and likerousnesse
And Marce yaf me my sturdy hardynesse
Myn ascendaunt was taure
and mars ther yn
Allas allas that euer loue was synne
In folowynge ay myn inclinacion
Be vertu of my constillacion
That made me that I coude not withdrawe
My chambr
[...] of venus fro a
good felaw
Yet haue I a marke of Mars vp on my face
And also in another priuy place
For
god so wisl
[...] be my sauacion
I
louyd neuer be non discress
[...]on
But euer
folowid myn appetit
Al were he
long short black or whit
[Page]I took no kepe so that he
liked me
How poure he was ne eke of what degre
What sholde y say but at the monthis end
[...]
This ioly clerk Iankyn that was so hende
Hath
weddid me with gret solempnyte
And to hym yaf I bothe
lond
and fee
That euer was yeue me therbefore
But
aftirward me
repentid it ful sore
He nolde suffre no
thing of my list
Be
god he smoot me onys with his fist
On the cheke for y rente out of his book aleef
That of the strook myn ere w
[...]xt al deef
Stiborne I was as is a lyonesse
And of my tunge a very Iangelresse
And walke I wolde as I doon
had beforn̄
Fro hous to hous al though he
had ysworn̄
For whiche he ofte tyme wolde preche
And me of olde romaunce talis teche
How he simplicines gallus lefte his wyf
And he forsook her terme of al his lyf
Not but for ones opyn he her say
Lokyng out of his dore vp on aday
Anothir wyf tolde he me be name
But for his wyf was at a someris game
Withoute his
wyting he forsook her eek
And than wolde he vp on his bible seke
That ilke prouerbe of Ecclesiast
Where he comaundith
and biddith fast
Men shal not suffre her wyuys to royle aboute
[Page]Than wolde he say thus withouten doute
Who so bildith his hous al of salowis
And pryke his blynde hors ouer the falowis
And suffrith his wyf to seke halowis
He is worthy to be
hongid on the galowis
But al for nought I set nat an hawe
Of alle his prouerbis ne of al his olde sawe
Ne I wolde not of hym
correctid be
I hate hym that tellith his vicis vnto me
And so do mo
god woot of vs than I
This made hym
wood with me al vttirly
I wolde not forbere hym in no caas
Now wol I say soth be saint Thomas
Wh
[...] that I rente out of his book a l
[...]ef
For whiche h
[...] smot me so that I was deef
He hadde a book that gladly bothe nyght & day
For his disport he wolde rede alway
He
cl
[...]pid it Valery
and Theophraste
Atte whiche b
[...]ok he lough alwey faste
And eke therwas a clerk som tyme in rome
A Cardinal that highte seynt Ierome
That made a book aga
[...]n Ionyn
[...]an
In whiche book therwas e
[...]k tort
[...]lan
Crisippus Tortula
and belowis
That was Abbesse not fer fro Paris
And parabolis of wyse Salamon
Ouydes art
and eek bokis many on
And alle thyse were bounden in on volume
And euery day
and nyght was his custume
[Page]When he hadde leyser
and ony vacacion
Fro al other wordly occupacion
To redyn on this book of
wickid wyuys
He knew of hem mo legendis
and liuys
Than be of gode wyuys in the bible
For trustith wel it is an impossible
That ony clerk wol speke
good of wyuys
But yf it be of holy fayntis lyuys
Ne of non othir woman neuer the mo
Who
peyntyd the lyoun tel me who
Begod yf women hadde wrytyn storiys
As clerkis haue in her Oratorijs
They wolde haue writen of men more wickidnes
Than al the marke of Adam may redresse
The childryn of Mercury
and venus
Been in her
workyng ful contrarious
Mercuri louith wisedom
and science
And venus louith riot
and dispence
And for her dyuers disposicion
Eche fallyth in othris exaltacion
That thus
god woot Mercury is dissolate
In pisces when venus is exaltate
And venus fallith ther Mercury is
reysid
Therfore women of no clerk is
preysid
The clerk whan he is
old
and may nought do
Of venus workis not worth his
old sho
Than sittith he doun
and writith in his dotage
That women can not kepe her mariage
But now to purpos why I tolde the
[Page]That I was betyn for a book parde
Vp on a nyght Ianstyn that was our syre
Radde on his book as he sat be the fyre
Of Eue first that for hir wickednes
Was al mankynde brought to wrecchidnes
For which that Ihesu crist hym self was slayn
That boughte vs with his herte
blood agayn
Lo here expres of women may ye fynde
That woman was the los of al mankynde
To redde he me how Sampson loste his heris
Slepinge his lemman kit hem with her sheris
Thorough whiche treson lost he bothe his yen
Tho radde he yf that I shal not lyen
Of H
[...]rcules
and of Dyanyre
That causith hym to sette hym self a fyre
No
thyng forgat he the sorow
and the woo
That Socrates hadde with his wyuys two
How Exantippa cast pisse vp on his
hed
This sely man sat stille as he were
ded
He
wipid his
hed n
[...]
word durste he sayn
But or the thunder stynte comyth rayn
Of Philip that was the quene of Crete
For shrewdnesse hym toughte it swete
Fy spek no more it is a grisly
thing
Of her horrible lust
and of her
likyng
Of Cletemystra for her high lecherye
That fasly made her
husbond to dye
He redde it with ful
good deuocion
He tolde me eke for what conclusion
[Page]Amphioraxe at Thebes loste his lif
Myn husbonde hadde a legende of his wyf
Eriphiden that for an ouche of gold
Hath priuely vnto the grekis told
Where that her husbonde hidde him in a place
For whiche he hadde at thebes a s
[...]ri grace
Of lima tolde he me & of lucy
They bothe made her husbondis forto dy
That one for loue that other was for hate
Lyma her husbonde vpon an euyn late
Enpoysond him for sche was his
[...]o
Lucia likerons loued her husbond so
For he sholde algatis ou here thynke
She yaf vnto hym such aloue drynke
That he was ded or it was at morow
And thus algate husbondis hadde sorow
Thanne tolde he me how that lacyuius
Compleyned how that fel man arrius
That in his gardyn growde such a tre
On which he saide how that his wyuis thre
Hanged hem selff for her hertis despitons
O leue brothir
said than this arrius
Zif me a plante of that blissed tre
And in myn gardyn plantid shal it be
Of latter date of wyuis hath he red
That some haue sleyn her husbondis abed
And leet her lechour swyue hem al the nyght
Whilis that the corps lay in floor vpright
And some haue driue nailis in her brayn
[Page]Whilis that they slepte & thus they haue hem slain
Some haue yeue hem poyson in her drynke
He spak more harm than herte may thynke
And th
[...]rwith al he coude mo prouerbis
Than in this worlde growe gras or herbis
Bettir is quod he thyn habitacion
Be with a lioun or with a dragon
Than with a woman vsynge forto chyde
Be
[...]tir is quod he high in his roof abyde
Than with an angry wyf duellinge in his hous
They be so
wickid
and so contrarious
They haten that her husbondis loue ay
H
[...] sayde a woman cast her shame away
Whan she cast of her smok
and ferther mo
A fair woman but she be chast also
Ys lik a
goldryng on a sowys nose
Who wolde leue or who wolde suppose
The wo that in myn herte w
[...]s
and pyne
And whan I saw that he wolde neuer fyne
To redyn on his
cursid book alnyght
Al sodenly thre leuys haue I plight
Out of his book right as he redde
and eek
I with my fist so took hym on the cheek
That in our fyre he fyl
bacward a doun
And he vp stert as doth
awood lioun
And with his fist he smot me on the
hed
That in the flore I lay as I hadde be
ded
And whan he saw how stylle that I lay
He was agast
and wolde haue
fled away
[Page]Til atte last I out of my swowne abreid
O hast thou slayn me fals theef I seid
And for my lond thus hast thou murdred me
Or I be ded zit wol I onys kisse the
And neer he cam & knelid faire adoun
And sayde dere fuster swete alisoun
As helpe me god I shal the neuir smyte
That y haue do it is thy self to wite
Foryeue it me and that I the beseke
And zit eft sonys I hitte him on the cheke
And saide theef thus muche I am be wreke
Now wol I dy I may no lenger speke
But atte laste wyth muche care and woo
We fil accordid be our selfyn two
He yaf me the bridil in my hond
To haue the gouernaunce of hons & lond
And a
[...]tir of his tunge & of his hond also
And made him brenne his book anon to
And thanne whan I hadde gotyn vnto me
The maistrie & eek the souereynte
And thanne he saide myn owen trew wif
Doth as you list al the terme of your lyf
Kepe thin honour and eke myn astate
And after that day we hadde neuer debaat
God helpe me so I was to hym as kynde
As eny wyff fro denmark in to ynde
And also trewe and so was he to me
I pray to god yat sittith in mageste
So blisse his sonle for his mercy dere
[Page]Now wol I say my tale yf ye wol here
THe frere lowgh whan he hadde
herd al this
Now dame quod he so haue I ioye
and blis
This is a longe preambil of a tale
And when the sompnour herde the frere gale
Lo quod the Sompnour for goddes armys two
A frere wol entremete hym euermo
Lo gode men a flye
and eek a frere
Wol falle in euery mannys dissh
and matere
What spekist thou of preambulacion
What ambyl or trot go pysse or syt a doun
Thou lettyst our disport in this matere
Ye wolt thou so sir Sompnour quod the frere
Now be my feith I shal or that I go
Telle of a Sompnour suche a tale or two
That alle folk shal lawghe in this place
Now ellis frere y be shrewe thy face
Quod this sompnour
and I beshrewe me
But yf I telle ta
[...]is two or thre
Of
[...]reris or that I come to Sidyngbourne
That I shal make the forto morne
For wel y woot thy pacience is goon
Our o
[...]te cryde pees
and that anon
And sayde let the woman telle her tale
Ye faren as folk that dronke been of ale
Gode dame tel forth your tale
and that is best
Al redy sy
[...]e quod she right as you list
Yf I haue licence of this worthy frere
Yes dame quod he tel forth
and I wol here
[Page]Here endith the wyff of Bathes prologe.
And here begynnyth her tale.
IN olde dayes of
kyng Artur
Of whiche britous spekith gret honour
Al was this
lond
fulfilled of fayrye
The elf quene with her ioly companye
Daunced ful ofte in meny a greue mede
This was the olde oppinion as I rede
I speke of many an
hundrid yeris a goo
But now can noman se elphis mo
For now the grete charite
and praiers
Of limytours
and eke of othir freris
That serchen euery
lond
and euery streme
As thicke as motis in the sonne beem
Blissinge hallis chambris kechens
and bowris
Citees Burghis castellis
and eek touris
Shoppis bernys Shepens
and deyries
This makith that ther be no feyries
For there as wont was to walke an elf
There walkith now the limytour hym self
I
[...] vndermelis
and in mornyngis
And seith his matyns
and his thingis
As he goth forth in his limytacion
A woman may go sauely vp
and doun
Vnder euery bussh or vnder euery tre
There is none other incubus but he
And he ne wolde do hem ony dishonour
And so befil that this
kyng Artour
Hadde in his hous a lusty bacheler
[Page]That on a day com ridynge from the ryuere
And
happid that allone as he was born
He saw a mayde walkynge hym beforn
Of whiche mayde anon magre her
hed
Be verry force byrefte her her
maydenhed
For whiche oppression was suche clamour
And suche pursute vnto
kyng Artour
That
dampned was this knyght to be
ded
Be cours of lawe he sholde haue lost his
hed
Parauenture suche was the statut tho
But that the quene
and other ladyes mo
So longe praiden the
kyng of grace
Til
[...]e his liff
grauntid in that place
And yaf hym to the quene al at her wille
To chese whethir she wolde hym saue or spylle
The quene
thankid the
kyng with al her might
And aftir thus spak she to the knyght
When she sawe her tyme vp on a day
Thou stondist yet in su
[...]he aray
Th
[...]t of thy lyf yet hast thou no
[...]uerte
I graunte thy lyf yf thou canst telle me
What
thing it is that women most desiren
Bewaar
and keep thy necke from iren
And yf thou canst not telle it anon
I shal the yeue yet leue forto goon
A twelfmonthe
and a day to seche
and to lere
An answere su
[...]fici
[...]unt in this matere
And suerte wol I haue or that thou passe
Thy body forto y
[...]ldyn in this place
[Page]Woo was this knyght
and sorowful he sighith
But he may not do al as hym likith
And atte laste he chaas hym forto wende
And come ayeen right at the yeris ende
With suche answer as
god wolde hym purueye
And takith his leue & wendith forth his weye
He sekith euery hous
and euery place
Where as he hopith forto fynde grace
To wite what
thing women
loued most
But he coude arryue in no cost
There as he myght fynde in this matere
Two creaturis accordinge in fe
[...]e
Some sayde women
loued best richesse
Some sayde honour som sayde Iolinesse
And ofte tymes to be widow
and to be
wed
Some sayde riche aray som sayde lust a
bed
Some sayde that we be in herte most
esid
Whan we be
flaterid
and
plesid
He goth ful nygh the soth I wol not lye
A man shal best wynne vs with flaterye
And with attendaunce
and with besines
Ben we y
limyd bothe more
and les
And som sayde that we loue best
Forto be fre
and do right as vs list
And that noman repreue vs of our v
[...]ce
But sey that we be wyse
and no
thing nyce
For truly ther is non of vs alle
Yf ony wight wol clawe vs on the galle
That we nel kyke for he saith vs soth
[Page]Assay
and he shal fynde it that it doth
For be we neuer so vici
[...]us with ynne
We wol beholden wyse
and cleen out of synne
And som̄e sayde gret delit haue we
Forto beholde stabil
and eke secre
And in on pur
[...]os stedfastly to dwelle
And not to bewreye that men vs telle
But that tale is not worth a rake stele
Parde we women can no
thing hele
Witnes on Myda wol ye here the tale
Ouide
among other thingis smale
Sayde Myda hadde vnder his longe heris
Growynge vpon his
hed two assis eris
The whiche vice he hidde as he best myghte
Ful subtilly from euery mannys sighte
That saue his wyf ther wyste of it nomo
He
l
[...]uyd her most
and
trus
[...]id her also
He prayde her that to no maner creature
She wolde telle of his foul diffigure
She swore hym that for al the worlde to wynne
She nolde do that velony ne synne
To make her husbonde to haue so foul a name
She wolde not it for her owyn shame
But natheles she thoughte that she deyde
That she so longe sholde a counsel hide
She thoughte it was so sore aboute her herte
That nedis som
w
[...]rd her moste a sterte
And sith she durste telle it to no man
Doun to the mari
[...]e faste she ran
[Page]Til she cam there her herte was in fy
[...]e
And as a bitore blondrith in the myre
She leyde her mouth vnto the watir doun
Bewrey me not thou watir with thy soun
Quod she to the I telle it
and to no mo
Myn husbonde hath longe assis eris two
Now is myn herte al hool now is it oute
I myght no lenger kept it out of doute
Here mowe ye se though we a tyme abyde
Yet out it muste we can no coun
[...]el hyde
The remenant of the tale yf ye wil here
Redith Ouyde
and there ye may it lere
This knyght of whom my tale is specially
When that he saw he mighte not come therby
This is to say what woman louen most
With ynne his brest so sorouful was his gost
But hoom he goth he mighte not soiourne
The day was come that
homward moste he tourne
And in his wey as
happid hym to ryde
In al his care vnder a forest syde
Where as he saw vpon adaunce go
Of ladijs .xxiiij.
and yet mo
Toward whiche daunce he drow ful yerne
In hope that he sholde som wisdom lerne
But certeinly or that he cam fully there
Vanysshed was this daunce he nyste where
No creature saw he that baar lyff
Saue on the grene he saw
sittyng a wyf
A fouler wight ther mighte noman d
[...]uyse
[Page]Agayn this knyght this olde wyf gan ryse
And sayde sir knyght herforth lith no way
Tel me what ye seke be your fay
Parauenture it may the bettir be
Thyse olde folk can muche
thing quod she
My leue moder quod this knyght certeyn
I am but
ded but yf that I can sayn
What
thing it is that women most desire
Coude ye me wisshe I wolde quyte wel your hire
Plight me thy trouthe here in my
hond quod she
The nexte
thing that I requyre the
Thou shalt it do yf it ly in thy myght
And I wol telle it you or it be nyght
Haue here my trouthe quod the knyght I graunte
Than quod she I dar wel make auaunce
Thy lyf is sauf for I wol stonde ther by
Vp on my lyf the quene wol say as I
Leet se whiche is the prowdist of hem alle
That werith othir kerchef or calle
That dar say nay that I wol the teche
Le
[...] vs go forth withoute more speche
Tho
rowned she a pistil in his here
And
bad hym be
glad
and haue no fere
When they be comyn to the court this knyght
Sayde he kepte his day as he
had hight
And redy was his answer for to haue sayde
Ful many a nobil wyf
and many a mayde
And many a widow for that they be wyse
The quene her self
sittyng as Iustyse
[Page]
Assemblid been his answer for to here
And
aftirward this knight was bodin
[...]apere
And that euery wight was
comaundid silence
And that the knyght sholde telle in audi
[...]nce
What
thing that wordly women loue best
This knyght
stood not stille as doth a beest
But to his question anon answerde
With manly voys that al the court it herde
My liege lady thenne general quod he
Women desiren to haue souereynte
As wel of her husbondis as of hir loue
And forto ben in maistrye aboue
This is your most desire though ye wil me kille
Doth as you list I am at your wylle
In al the court ne was ther wyf ne mayde
Ne widow that
contraried that he sayde
But sayde he was worthy to haue his lyf
And at that
word vpstert this olde waf
Whiche that the knyght saw sittynge on the grene
Mercy quod she my souerein lady quene
Er that your court departe as doth me right
I taught this answer vnto the knyght
For whiche he plighte me his trouthe there
The firste
thing I wolde hym require
He wolde hit do yf it lay in his myght
Befor this court than I pray the sir knyght
Quod she that thou me take v
[...]to thy w
[...]f
For wel thou wotist that I haue
saued thy lyf
If I swere fals swere nay vpon thy
[...]ey
[Page]The knyght answerde
and sayde wel awey
I woo
[...] right weel that suche was my behest
For goddis loue chees a newe request
Take al my
good
and lat my body go
Nay than quod sbe I shrewe vs bothe two
For though that I be foul
old
and poor
I wol not for al the metal
and the oor
That vnder the grounde lith othir aboue
But y thy wyf were
and eke thy loue
My loue quod he nay parde my dampnacion
Allas that euer ony of my nacion
So fou
[...]e sholde euer
disperaged be
But al for nought the ende is thus that he
Consireyned was nedis muste he wedde
And take his olde wif
and go to bedde
Now wolde som men sayn parauenture
For myn negligence I do no cure
To telle you t
[...]e ioye
and al the aray
That atte feste was that ilke day
To whiche
thing shortly I answer shal
I say th
[...]re was no feste ne ioye at al
There nas but beuynes
and muchel sorow
For priuely he
weddid here by the morow
And al day aftir hidde hym as an owle
So wo was hym his wif
lokid so foule
Gret was the wo that the knyght
had in thought
When he was with his wif a bedde y brought
He walowith
and he turnyth to
and fro
His ol
[...]e wif lay simylinge euer mo
[Page]
And sayde o dere husbonde benedicite
Farith euery knyght with his wyf as ye
Is this the lawe of
kyng Artours hous
Is euery knyght of his loue so daungerous
I am your owen loue
and eke y
[...]ur wyf
I am she whiche that
saued hath your lyf
And certis yet I dede you neuer vnright
Why fare ye thus with me the firste nyght
Ye fare lik a man hadde lost his wit
What is my gilt for goddis loue tel me it
And it shal be
amended yf that I may
Amendid
qd this knyght alas nay nay
It wol not be
amendid neuer the mo
Thow art so lothly
and so olde also
And therto comyn of so low a kynde
That litil wonder is though I walow & wynde
So wolde to god quod he myn herte wolde breste
Is this quod she the cause of your vnreste
Ye certeyn quod he no wonder it is
Now sire
qd she I coude amende al this
Yf that me list or hit be daies thre
So wel ye mighte bere you vnto me
But for ye spekyn of suche gentilnes
As is
descendid out of
old riches
That therfore ye shulbe gentilmen
Suche arrogaunce is not worth an hen
Loke who is most vertuous alwey
Pryuy
and apert
and most entendith ay
To do the gentilist dedis that he can
[Page]Take hym for the grettist gentilman
First wol we clayme of hym our gentilnes
Not of our eldres for her olde riches
For though they yeue vs al her heritage
For whiche we claymen to be of here parage
Yet may they bequede for no
thing
To none of vs her vertuous leuynge
That made hem gentilmen
callid to be
And
bad hem folowe vs in suche degre
Well can the wyse Poet of Forence
That hight daunte speke of this sentence
Lo in suche manere ryme is dauntis tale
Ful s
[...]lde vp
rysid be his braunchis smale
Preuys of man for
god of his goodnes
Wol that of hym we cl
[...]yme our gentilnes
For of our oldris may we no
thing clayme
But temporel
thing that may hurte & mayme
Eke euery wight woot this as wel as I
If gentilnes were
plantid naturally
Vnto a certeyn lynage doun the lyne
Priuy
and pert than wol they not fyne
To do of gentilnes the feir office
They mighte do no vilon
[...] or vice
Take fyre
and bere it in to the derkist hous
Betwix this
and th
[...] mounte of Cancasus
And leet men shi
[...]te the doris
and go thenne
Yet wol the fyre as fairly
and brenne
As twenty
thousand men mighte it beholde
His o
[...]fice naturelly ay wol he holde
[Page]Vp peril of my lif tyl that it dye
Here may ye se how that gentrye
Is not
annexed to possessioun
Suche folk ne doth her operacioun
Alwey as doth the fyre in his kynde
For
god it woot men may ful ofte fynde
A lordis sone do shame
and velony
And he that wol haue price of his genterye
For he was born of a gentil hous
And hadde his eldris nobil
and vertuous
And nyl hem self do no gentil dedis
Ne folowen the dedis of his auncetrys
He is not gentil be he duk be he erle
Fy vileyns sinful dedis makyn a cherle
For gentilnes nys but the renome
Of thyn auncetris for her high bounte
Whiche is a straunge
thing to thy persone
Thy gentilnes comyth fro
god alone
Than comyth our verry gentilnes of grace
It was no
thing be quedyn vs with our place
Thynkith how nobil as seith valerius
Was that romain Tullius Hostilius
That out of pouert ro
[...]s to high noblesse
Redith Senek
and redith ek Boece
There shul ye se expres that no drede is
That he is gentil that doth gentil dedis
And therfore l
[...]ue husbonde thus I conclude
Were it that myn auncetris were rude
Yet may the hye
god
and so hope I
[Page]Graunte me grace to lyue vertuously
Than am I gentil when I begynne
To lyue vertuously
and do awey synne
And there as ye of pouerte me repreue
That high
god on whom hoolly we beleue
In ful hertis pouerte chees to lede his lyf
And syns euery man mayden or wyf
May vnderstonde that Ihesus our heuyn
kyng
Ne wolde not chese a uicyous lynynge
Glad pouert is a ful honest
thyng certeyn
This wol Senec
and other clerkis sayn
Who so that holdith hym
paid of his pouert
I holde hym riche
and he
had not a shert
He that coueytith he is a ful poure wight
For he wolde haue that is not in his myght
But he þ
• nought hath nought coueytith to haue
Is riche al though ye holde hym but a knaue
Verry pouerte is an high ioye properly
Iuuenal spekith therof ful merily
The poure man whan he goth be the wey
Before the theu
[...]s he may synge
and pley
Pouert is hateful
good as I ges
A ful gret brynger out of besynes
A greet amender eke of sapience
To hym that takith it in pacience
Pouerte is this al thogh it seme elenge
Possessioun that noman wolde gladly chalenge
Pouerte ful ofte whan a man is lowe
Makith his
god
and eke hym self to knowe
[Page]Pouert a spectakil is as thinkith me
Thorow whiche he may his very frendis se
And therfore sir sith therin ye be
greued
Of my pouert late me nomore be
repreued
Now sire of elde also ye
repreuyd me
And certis
[...]ire though non auctorite
Were in the book the gentil of hauour
Sayn that men sholde an olde wyf do honour
And
clepid fader for their gentilnes
And auctours shal I fynde as I ges
Now there as ye say I am foul
and
old
Than drede ye not to be made
Cokeold
For filthe elde
and foul so mot I the
Been grete wardeyns vpon chastite
But natheles sith I knowe your delit
I shal fulfille your wordly appetit
Chees now
qd she on of thyse thingis tweye
To haue me olde
and foul til that I deye
And be to you a trewe humble wyff
And neuer you displese in al my lyff
Or ellis ye shal haue me
yong
and feyr
And take your auenture of the repeyr
That to your hous shal be by cause of me
Or in som other place may wel be
Now chees whether that ye likith
This knyght auysith hym
and sikith
But at the laste he sayde in this manere
My lady my loue
and my wyf so dere
I put me fully in your wyse gouernaunce
[Page]Chese it your self whiche may be more plesaunce
And most honour to you
and to me also
I do no force whethir of the two
But as you likith it suffisith to me
Than I haue gote of you the maistrye quod she
Syn I may chese
and gouerne you as me list
Ye certis wyf quod he I holde it for the best
Kys me quod she we be no lengir wroth
For be my trouthe quod she I wol to you be both
That is to say bothe fair
and eek
good
I pray to
god that I muste sterue
wood
But I to you be also
good
and trewe
As euer was wyf syn the worlde was newe
And but I be to morow as fair to sene
As ony lady Emperesse or quene
That is betwixt the est
and the west
Doth with my lyf
and deth as you list
And so they slepte til it was morow gray
And then she sayde whan it was day
Cast vp the curten loke how it is
And when the knyght saw verily al this
That she so fair was
and so
yong therto
For ioye he hent hir in his armys two
His herte was
bathid in a bath of blis
A
thousand tyme arowe he gan hir kis
She
obey
[...]d hym in euery
thing
That mighte do hym plesaunce or
likyng
And thus they lyue vnto her lyues ende
And parfyt ioye as Ihu vs sende
[Page]Husbondis meke
yong
and fresh a bedde
And grace to our lyue hem that we wedde
And eek I pray Ihesus shorte her liuys
That wol not be
gouerned be her wyuys
And olde
and angry nygardis of dispence
God sende hem sone a foul verry pestilence
¶.Here endith the tale of the wyf of bathe. ¶.
And begynneth the
prolog of the frere.
THis nobyl limytour this worthy frere
He made alwey a maner
louryng chere
Vp on the sompnour but for honeste
No vileyns
word as yet spak he
But atte laste he sayde vnto the wyf of bathe
Dame
qd he
god you euer kepe fro scathe
For here ye haue
touchid also moot y the
In scole mater a ful greet difficulte
Ye haue
said muche
thing right coriously
But dame here as ye riden be the wey
Vs nedith not to speke but of game
And lete auctours be a goddis name
To prechinge
and to scole of clergye
And yf it likith vnto this gentil companye
I wolde you of a sompnour telle a game
Parde ye mowe wel knowen be the name
That of a sompnour may no gode be
said
I pray that non of you be euyl a payde
A sompnour is a renner vp
and doun
With maundementis for fornicacion
And y bete at euery townys ende
[Page]Our oste than spak a sir ye sholde be hend
[...]
And certis a man of your astat
In company we wol haue no debaat
Tellith your tale
and leet the sompnour be
Nay quod the sompnour let hym say by me
What so hym list when it comyth to my lot
Be
god I shal hym quyte euery grot
I shal hym telle whiche a gret honour
It is to be a
flateryng lymytour
And of many another maner cryme
Whiche nedith not to reherce at this tyme
And his office I shal hym telle ywis
Our ost answerde pes nomore of this
And aftir this he sayde vnto the frere
Tel forth your tale myn owyn maister dere
¶Here endith the Freris
prolog. ¶
And here begynneth his tale.
WHilom ther was
duellyng in my contre
An archedekyn a man of high degre
That boldly
did ful many an execucion
In punysshynge of euery fornicacion
Of whi
[...]hecraft
and eke of baudrye
Of diffamacion
and auoutrye
Of chirche reuys
and of testamentis
Of contract
and of lak of sacrementis
Of vsurye
and eke of symonye also
But certis lechours
did he muche woo
They sholde syngen yf that they were hent
And smale tithers also were foule shent
[Page]If ony person wolde vpon hym pleyne
There mighte asterte no pecunial peyne
For smale tithis
and smale offerynge
He made the pepyl ful pitously to synge
For or the bisshop caught hym with his hook
They were in the archedekenys book
And than hadde he thourgh his Iurisdiction
Poure of hem to do ful correction
He hadde a sompnour redy to his
hond
A slygher boy was non in
engelond
For sotilly he hadde his especial
That taughte hym where he mighte auayl
He knew of lechours one or two
To teche hym to foure
and twenty mo
For though þ
e sompnour were as
wood as an hare
To telle his harlotrye I wol not spare
For we be out of his correction
They haue of vs no Iurisdiction
Ne neuer shal terme of al her lyuys
Petir so be women of the styuys
Quod the sompnour put out of my cure
Pees with myschaunce or with mys auenture
Sayde our ost
and leet hym telle his tale
Now tel forth though the sompnour gale
Ne sparith not myn owen maister dere
This
[...]als theef the sompnour
qd the frere
Hadde alwey redy bawdis to his honde
As ony hawk is to the lure in engelonde
That tolde hym al the secre that they coude
[Page]For her acqueyntaunce was nat alwey nouthe
They were alle his approwers priuely
He took hym self a gret prouffit therby
His maister knew not alwey what he wan
Withouten maundementis of
lewd men
He coude sompne on peyne of cristis curs
And they were
glad forto fillen his purs
And make hym grete festis at the nale
And right as Iudas hadde pursis smale
And was a theef right
[...]uch a thef was he
His maister hadde but half his dute
He was yf I shal yeue hym the laude
A theef a Sompnour
and eke a baude
He hadde eke wenchis at his retenu
That whether sir robert or sir hue
Or Iacke or raaf or who so that it were
That lay by hem they tolde hym in his ere
Thus were the wenchis
and he of on assent
And he wolde fet a
faynyd maundement
And sompne hem to the Chapetre bothe two
And pyle the man
and lete the wenche go
Than wolde he say
frend I shal for thy sake
Do stryke her out of our lettris blake
The dar nomore as in this caas trauayle
I am thy
frend there I may the auaylle
Certeyn he knew of bribours meny mo
Than possible is to telle in yeris two
For in this worlde nys dogge for the bowe
That can an hurt dere from an hool knowe
[Page]Better than this sompnour knoweth a lechour
Or avoutrer or ellis ony Paramour
And for that was the fruyt of al his rent
Therfore on it he sette al his entent
And so befyl that onys vp on aday
This sompnour was euer
waytyng his pray
Forto sompne an olde wyf horrible
Feynynge a cause for he wolde her bridil
It
happid that he saw
[...]orn hym ryde
Agay yeman vnder a f
[...]rest syde
A bowe he baar and
[...] bright
and kene
He hadde vpon hym a kirtil of grene
An hat vp on his
hed with strengis blake
Sire quod the sompnour heyl
and wel y take
Welcome quod he
and euery
good felaw
Whithir ridist thou vnder this grene wode shaw
Sayde this yoman wolt thou fare with me to day
This sompnour answerde
and sayde nay
Here faste by quod he is myn entent
To ridyn forto reyse vp al the rent
That longith now to my lordis duete
Art thou than a baylle ye quod he
He ne durste for velonye
and shame
Say that he was a sompnour for the name
Deperdeux quod this sompnour dere brother
Thou art a baylle
and I am another
I am vnknowen now in this contre
Of thyn acqueyntaunce thenne I pray the
And eek of
bretherhed yf that thou list
[Page]I haue
gold
and siluyr in my chist
Yf that the happith to come in our shire
Al shal be thyn right as thou wolt desire
Gramercy quod this sompnour be my feith
Euerich in other
hond he leyith
Forto be sworn til that they deye
In daliaunce they ryde forth
and pleye
This sompnour whiche was ful of Iangelis
As ful of venym ben thyse were
[...]angelis
And euer
enquiryng vpon euery
thing
Broth
[...]r quod he where is now your
duellyng
Anothir day yf that I shal you seche
This yoman hym answerde with softe speche
Broth
[...]r quod he fer in the North cuntre
Where as I hope som tyme I shal the se
Er we departe y shal the so wel wis
That of my hous ne shalt thou neuer mys
Now brother quod this sompnour I you pray
Teche me whyles ye ridith be the way
Syn that ye be a baylly
and so am I
Som subtilte as tellith me seithfully
In myn office how I may most wynne
And sparith not for conscience of synne
But dere brothir tel me how do ye
Now be my trouthe dere brother
said he
As I shal telle the a faithful tale
My wagis be ful stre
[...]t
and smale
My
lord is
hard to me
and daungerous
And myn office is ful laborous
[Page]
And therfore by extorsions I lyue
For soth I take al that men wol me yeue
Algate be sleyghte or be violence
From yeer to yeer I wynne al my dispence
I can no bettir telle the feithfully
Now certis quod the sompnour so fare I
I spare not to take
god it wot
But yf it be to heuy or to hoot
That I may ge
[...]e in counsel priuely
Nomore conscience of that haue I
Nere myn extorsioun I mighte not liuyn
Of suche iapis wol I not be shryuyn
Stomak ne conscience know I none
I shrewe the shrifte fadris euerichone
Wel be we met be
god
and be saint Iame
But leue brothir tel me thy name
Quod this sompnour in this mene whyle
This yeman gan a lityl forto smyle
Brothir quod he wolt thou that y the telle
I am a
fend my duellynge is in helle
And here I ryde aboute my purchasinge
To wite if men wol yeue me ony
thing
To purchace is the effect of al my rent
Loke how thou ridist for al the same entent
To wynne
good thou reckist neuer how
Right so fare I for ryde
wold I now
Vnto the worldis ende for a pray
A quod the sompnour benedicite what ye say
I wende ye hadde been a yoman trewly
[Page]Ye haue a mannys shap as wel as I
Haue ye than a figure determynat
In helle there ye be in your astat
Nay certeinly quod he there haue we noon
But whan vs likith we can take vs on
Or ellis make you wene we be shape
Somtyme lik a man
and somtyme lik an ape
Or lik an aungel can I ryde or go
It is no wonder
thing though it be so
A lowsy iogolour can disceyue the
And parde yet more craft can I than he
Why quod the sompnour ryde ye than or goon
In sundry shap
and not alwey in oon
For we
qd he wol vs in suche fourme make
As most auayl is our prayes forto take
What makith you to haue al this labour
Wel many a cause leue sir sompnour
Sayde this
fend but al
thing hath tyme
The day is short
and it is
passid pryme
And yet ne gat I no
thing in this day
I wol entende to wynnynge yf I may
And not entende our wittis to declare
For brothir myne thy wittis ben al to bare
To vnderstonde though I tolde hem the
But for thou axist why laboure we
For sumtyme we be goddis instrumentis
And meues to do his comaundementis
When that hym list vpon his creaturis
In diuers acte
and in diuers figuris
[Page]Withoute hym we haue no might certeyn
Yf that hym list to stonden there agayn
And som tyme at our pray haue we leue
Only the soule
and not the body to greue
Witnes of Iob whom we dide woo
And som tyme haue we might on bothe two
This is to say on soule
and on body eek
And somtyme we be
suffrid for to seke
Vp on a man
and do his soule vnreste
And not his body
and al for the beste
Whan he withstandith our temptacion
It is a cause of his saluacion
Al be it that it was not oure entent
He sholde be saaf by goddis Iugement
And somtyme we be seruaunt vnto man
As to the archebisshop saint Dunstan
And to the apostil seruaunt was I
Yet tel me quod the sompnour feithfully
Make ye your bodyes in suche wyse alway
Of elementis the
fend answerde nay
Som tyme we faynyn
and som tyme we aryse
With dede bodyes in fele sondry wyse
And speke as resonabil faire
and wel
As the Phitonysse
did to Samuel
And yet wol som men sayn it was not he
I do no force of your diuinite
But o
thing warne I the I wol not iape
Thou wolt wete algatis how we be shape
Thou shalt here
aftirward my brother dere
[Page]Come where it nedith not of me to lere
For thou shalt by thyn owen experience
Conne in the chayer rede this sentence
Better than Virgile whyle he was on lyue
Or
dauid also now leet vs ryde belyue
For I wol holde company with the
Til it be so that thou forsake me
Nay quod the sompnour that shal not betide
I am a yeman that knowen am ful wyde
My trouthe wol I holde to the as in this caas
Fo
[...] though were the deuyl Sathanas
Take thou thy part of that men wol the yeue
And I shal myne thus may we bothe lyue
And yf that ony of vs haue more than other
Let hym be trewe
and parte with his brothir
I graunte quod the deuyl be my fey
And with that
word they riden forth hir wey
And right at an entre of a townys ende
To whiche the sompnour shoop hym forto wende
Th
[...]y sawe a carte that
charged was with hey
Whiche that a carter drof forth in the wey
Deep was the wey for whiche the Carte
stood
This carter smoot
and cryde as he were
wood
What heyt brok heyt scot spare ye for the nonys
The
fend quod he you fecche body
and bonys
As ferforth as euer
ye[?] were y
folid
So mykil wo as I haue for you
tholid
The deuyl haue bothe hors Carte
and hey
Quod the sompnour here shal we haue a pley
[Page]And neer the feend he drow as naught ne were
Ful priuely
and
rowned in his ere
Herkyn my brother herkyn be thy feith
Herist thou not hou the carter seith
Take hit anon for he hath yeue it the
Both hey
and carte
and eek his capullis thre
Nay quod the deuyl /
god woot neuer a
[...]eel
It is not his entent trust me weel
Aske hym self yf that thou trowest not me
Or ellis stynte awhyle
and thou shalt se
This carter
thackid his hors on the croupe
And they begonne to drawe
and to stoupe
Hait now quod he that Ihesu crist you bles
And al his hondy work bothe more
and les
That was wel y twight myn owen
liard boy
I pray to
god saue the
and saint loy
Now is my carte out of the slowgh parde
Lo brother quod the
fend what tolde I the
Here may ye se myn owen dere brother
The chorle spak o
thing but he thoughte another
Lat vs go forth aboute our viage
Here wynne I no
thing vpon this cariage
Whan that they comyn somwhat out of the toun
This sompnour to his brothir gan to roun
Brother quod he here wonyth an
old rebecke
That hadde almost as leef to lese her necke
As forto yeue apeny of her
good
I wol haue
.xijd. though that she be
wood
Or I wol somone hir vnto our office
[Page]
And yet
god woot of hir I knowe no vice
But for thou canst not as in this contre
Wynne thy cost / take here ensaumple of me
This sompnour
clappid at the widowis gate
Com out he sayde thou olde verry trate
I trow thou hast som preest or frere with the
Who knockith
said this wyf benedicite
God saue you sir what is your swete wyl
I haue quod the sompnour of the a bil
Vp on peyne of cursinge loke that you be
To morow beforn the Archedekenys kne
To answere to the court of certeyn
thing
Now
lord quod she Ihesu crist heuene
kyng
So wisly helpe me as y ne may
I haue be sik
and that
[...]ul many a day
I may not go so fer quod she ne ryde
But I be
ded so prickith it in my syde
May I nat axe a libel sire sompnour
And answere there be my proktour
To suche
thing as men wol appose me
Yes quod the sompnour pay anon let se
Twelf pens to me
and I wol the quyte
I shal no prouffit haue therby but lyte
My maister hath the prouffit
and not I
Com of
and let me ryde hastely
Yeue me .xij. pens for I may no lenger tary
Xij. pens quod she a lady sainte mary
So wisly helpe me out of care
and synne
This wyde worlde though I sholde it wynne
[Page]Ne haue I not
.
[...]ijd. with in my holde
Ye knowe wel that I am poure
and olde
Kithe your almes ou me poure wrecche
Nay than quod he the foule
fend me fecche
If I the excuse though thou sholdist be spilt
Allas
qd she
god woot I am not in the gilt
Pay me quod he or be swete saint anne
I wol anone bere awey thyn newe panne
For dette whiche thou owest me of olde
When that thou madist thyn
husbond cokeolde
I payde at hoom for thy correction
Thow lixt quod she be my sauacion
Ne was I neuer or now widow or wyf
Sompned vnto your court in al my lyf
Ne neuer y was but of my body trewe
Vnto the deuyl blak
and rowgh of hewe
Yeue I thy body
and eke my panne to
And when the deuyl herde hir curse so
Vp on her knees he sayde in this manere
Now mabyll myn owen moder dere
Is this your wyl in ernest as ye saye
The deuyl quod she fette hym or he dey
And panne
and al but he wol hym repent
Nay olde stot that is not myn entent
Quod the sompnour forto repent me
For ony
thing that I haue
had of the
I wolde I hadde thy smook
and euery
[...]loth
Now brothir quod the deuyl be not wroth
Thy body
and this panne is myn be right
[Page]Thou shalt with me to helle yet to nyght
Where thou shalt knowe of our priuyte
More than a maister of diuinite
And with that
word the soule
fend hym hent
Body
and soule he with the deuyl went
Where that thyse sompnours haue her heritage
And
god that made aftir his ymage
Mankynde saue
and gide vs alle
and som
And leue that Sompnours gode men be com
Lording I coude telle you quod the frere
Hadde I
had leue for this sompnour here
Aftir the text of c
[...]ist Poule
and Iohn
And of our other doctours meny on
Suche poyntis as your hertis mighte agryse
Al be it so
nothing may I deuyse
Though that I mighte a
thousand wynter telle
The peynys of that
cursid peyne of helle
But forto kepe vs fro that
cursid place
Wakith
and praieth Ihesu of his grace
So kepe vs fro the temptour Sathanas
H
[...]rkenyth this
word bewaar in this caas
The lioun sittith in his awayte alway
To sle the Innocent yf that he may
Dispose ye your hertis ay to withstonde
The
fend that wol make you thral
and bonde
He may not tempte you ouyr your might
For crist wol be yo
[...]r champioun
and knyght
And pray that the sompnour hym repente
Of his mysdedis or that the deuyl hym hent
[Page]Here endith the Freris tale.
And begynnyth the Sompnours
prolog.
THis Sompnour in his stirop high
stood
Vp on this frere his herte was so
wood
That lik an aspin leef he quook for yre
Lordingis quod he o
thing I desire
I you beseche of your curtesye
Sithe ye haue
herd this fals frere lye
As suffrith me I may a tale telle
This frere bostith that he knoweth helle
And
god woot that is litil wonder
Freris
and fendis been but litil a sunder
For parde ye haue ofte tyme
herd telle
How that a frere
rauysshed was to helle
In spirit onys be auysioun
And as an aungil ledde hym vp
and doun
To shewe hym the preuytes that were there
In al the place saw he not a frere
Of othir folk he saw ynowe in wo
Vnto this aungil spak this frere tho
Now sire quod he haue freris suche a grace
That non of hem shal come in this place
Yes quod the aungel many a myllioun
And vnto Sathanas he ladde hym a doun
And now hath Sathanas suche a tayl
Bradder than of a Carik is the sayl
Hold vp thy tayl thou Sathanas quod he
Shew sorth thyn ars
and let the frere se
Where is the nest of Freris in this place
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And er that a
furlong wey of space
Right so as bees swarme out of an hyue
Out of the deuelis ars they gon dryue
Twenty
thousand freris on a route
And thorow out helle
swarmed al aboute
And cam ayeen as faste as they may goon
And in to his ars they crepte in euerichon
He
clippid ayeen his tayl
and lay stylle
This frere when he
lokid
had his wille
Vp on the tormentis of this sory place
His spirit
god
restorid of his grace
Vnto his body ayeen
and he awook
But natheles for feer yet he quok
So was the deuyl ay in his mynde
Than is it his heritage of verry kynde
God saue you alle saue this
cursid frere
My
prolog wil I ende in this manere
¶Here endith the prolog.
And begynneth the Sompnours tale.
LOrdingis
qd he in yorkshire as I gesse
Is a mersh contre that
callid is holdernes
In whiche ther wente a lymytour aboute
To preche
and eke to begge it is no doute
And so be fyl that on aday this frere
Hadde
pre
[...]hid in a chirche in his manere
And specially abouen euery
thing
Excitid he the p
[...]pil in his prechinge
To trentalis
and to yeue for goddis sake
Where with men mighte holy housis make
[Page]There as deuyne seruyse
[...]s
honourid
Nat there it is
wastid
and
deuouryd
Ne there it nedith not to be yeuyn
As to possessioners that mowe lyuyn
Thankid be
god in wele
and habundaunce
Trentals
sayd he deliuereyn from penaunce
Here frendis soulis as wel olde as
yong
Ye whan they be so hastely y
song
Not forto holde a prest Ioly
and gay
He syngeth but o masse on aday
Deliuereth out anon quod he the soulis
Ful
hard it is with fleshook
and oulis
To been I
clawed / or to brenne or bake
Now spede you hastely for cristis sake
And when this frere
had
said his entent
With qui cum patre / forth his wey he went
Whan folk in the chirche
had yeue what hem lest
He wente his wey no lenger wolde he rest
With skippe
and
tippid staf y
tukkid hye
In euery mannys hous he gan to poure
and prye
And
beggid mele or chese or ellis corn̄
His felaw hadde a staf I
tippid with horn̄
A peyre of tablis of clene yuory
And a poyntel y
polysshed fetously
And wroot the namys alwey as he
stood
Of alle the folk that yaf hym ony
good
A
[...]kaunce that he wolde for hem praye
Yeue vs a busshel whete mele or reye
A goddis kichil or a crip of chese
[Page]Or ell
[...]s what you list I may not chese
A goddis half peny or a masse peny
Or yeue vs of your braun yf ye haue ony
A dagget of your blanket leue dame
Our sustir dere lo here I wryte your name
Bacon or chese or suche
thing as ye fynde
A sturdy harlot wente hym ay behynde
That was hir oste
and euer he baar a sak
And what men yaf hym leyde it on his bak
And whan he was oute atte dore anoon
He
planed awey the namys euerichon
That he beforn hadde wryte in his tablis
He
seruyd hem with nyflis
and with fablis
Nay there thou liest Sompnour quod the frere
Pees quod our ost for cristis modir dere
Tel forth thy tale
and spare it nat at al
So thryue y quod the sompnour so I shal
So longe he wente from hous to hous til he
Cam to an hous there he was wont to be
Refresshid more than in an
hundrid placis
Seke lay the
good man whoos the place is
Bedrede vp on a bench lowe he lay
Deus hic quod he O Thomas
good day
Sayde this frere curtesly
and fre
Thomas
god yelde you ful ofte tyme quod he
I haue on this bench I fare ful weel
Here haue I etyn many a mery meel
And fro the benche he droof a wey the cat
And le
[...]de a doun his potent
and his hat
[Page]
And eke his skrippe
and sette hym softe a doun
His felaw was
walkid in to the toun
Forth with his knaue in to that osterye
Where as he shoop hym that night to ly
O dere maister sayde this sik man
How haue ye faryn syn marche began
I saw you nat this fourtenyght ne more
God woot quod he
labourid haue I ful sore
And specially for thy saluacion
Haue y
said many a precious orison
And for our othir frendis
god hem blesse
I haue this day be at your chirche at messe
And
said a sermon to my
lewd wit
Nat aftir the playn text of holy wryt
For it is
hard to you as I suppose
And therfore telle I you al the glose
Glosinge is a ful glorious
thing certeyn
For lettir sleth as we clerkis seyn
There haue I taught hem to be charitable
And spende her
good there it is resonable
And ther I saw our dame where is she
Yonder in the
yerd I trow that she be
Said this man
and she wol come anon
Ey maister wel com be ye by saint Iohn
Sayde this wyf how fare ye hertely
This frere arisith vp ful coriously
And here emb
[...]asith in his armys narow
And kissith here swete & chirkith as a sparow
With his lippis / dame quod he right weel
[Page]As he that is your seruaunt euerideel
Thankid be
god that yaf you soule & lyf
Yet saw I nat to day so fair awyf
In al the chirche so
god saue me
Ye
god amende the fantis sir quod she
Algatis welcome ye be by my fey
Gramercy dame that haue I founde alwey
But of your grete goodnesse be your leue
I wolde praye you that ye you not greue
I wol with Thomas speke a litil
word
Th
[...]se Curatouris ben not worth a
tord
To gropen tenderly a mannys conscience
In shrifte
and in
preching is my diligence
And study on Petris wordis
and Poulis
I walke aboute
and clense mennys sowlis
To y
[...]lde Ihesu crist his proper rent
To
[...]re
[...] his wordis is al myn entent
Now be your
[...] dere sire quod she
Ch
[...]dith hym wel for saint charite
He is ay angry as is a pissemyre
Though that he haue al that he can desire
Though I hym w
[...]ye
and make hym warm
And ouer hym ley my
leg
and myn arm
He gronyth lik our boor lith in our sty
Other disport of hym right noon haue I
I may not plese hym in no maner caas
O Thomas Ie vous d
[...] Thomas Thomas
This makith the
fend this most be
amendid
Ire is a
thing that holy
god offendith
[Page]
And ther of wol I speke a
word or two
Now maister quod the wyf or that ye go
What wyl ye dyne I wol go ther aboute
Now dame quod he Ie vous dy sannz doute
Haue I of a Capon but the lyuer
And of your whyte
breed but a shyuyr
And aftir that a
rostid piggis
hed
But y ne wolde for me that no beest were
ded
Than hadde I with you hoolly suffisaunce
I am a man of litil sustenaunce
My spirit hath his
fosteryng in the bibyl
My body is ay so redy
and so penyble
To make that my body is ful
destroid
I pray you dame that ye be not
annoied
Though I you my counsel so frendly shewe
Be
god I nolde haue
told it but a fewe
And sire quod she but o
word or I goo
My
child is
ded with ynne this wokis two
Sone aftir that ye wente out of this toun
His deth saw I be reuelacioun
Sayde this frere at hoom in our dortoure
I dar wel say that with ynne half an houre
Aftir his deth I saw hym bore to blis
In myn visioun so
god my soule wis
So dede our Sexten
and our fermerer
That haue be trewe freris this .xl. yeer
They may now
god
bethanked of his loue
Maken her Iubilee
and walkyn al aboue
And vp I roos /
and al our couent eek
[Page]With many a teer
trillyng on my cheek
Withouten noyse
and
clatering of bellis
Te deum was our
song
and no
thing ellis
Sone aftir to crist I
bad an holy orisoun
Thankynge hym of my
good reuelacioun
For sire
and dame trustith me right weel
Our orisons been more effectuel
And more we se of cristis secret thingis
Than borel pepil al be they kyngis
We lyue in pensifnesse
and in abstinence
And borel folk in riches
and dispence
Of mete
and drynke
and in foul delyte
We haue the worldis lust al in despit
Lazar
and diues liueden ful diuersly
And diuers guerdoms
had they ther by
Who so wol praye muste faste
and be clene
And satte his soule
and make his body lene
We fare as saith the Apostil cloth
and
food
Suffisith vs though they be not ful
good
The clenn
[...]sse
and the fastynge of vs freris
Makith that Crist ex
[...]eptith our praieris
Lo moyses .xl. daies
and .xl. nyght
Fastid or that
god ful of his myght
Spak with hym in the mount Synay
With empty wombe of fastynge many a day
There
resceyued he the lawe that was writyn
With goddis fynger
and Ely wel ye wetyn
In the mounte Ore
[...] or he hadde ony speche
With high
god that is our lyuys leche
[Page]He
fastid longe
and was in contemplance
Aaron that hadde the tempil in gouenaunce
And eke the othir prestis euerichon̄
Into the tempil whan they sholde goon
To prayen for the pepyl
and do seruise
They nolde drynke in no maner wyse
No drynke that mighte hem dronke make
B
[...]t there in abstinence to praye
and wake
Lest that they deyden take hede what I say
But they be sober that for the pepyl pray
Ware that I say for it ynow suffisith
Our
lord Iesu as holi writ deuisith
Yaf vs ensampyl of fastinge
and praieris
Therfore we mendicantis we poure freris
Been
weddid to pouerte
and to continoice
To charite humbilnes
and pacience
To persecucion for euery rightwisnes
To
weping
misericord
and to clennes
And therfore mowe ye se that our praiers
I speke of vs we mendicaunt freris
Be to the high
god more exceptable
Than youris with your festis at your tubyl
Fro Paradis first yf I shal not lye
Was man out
chasid for his glotenye
And cast was out to labour certeyn
But herken now Thomas what I shal sayn
I haue no text of it as I suppose
But I fynde a maner
thing of a glose
That specially our swete
lord Ihesus
[Page]Spak this by freris whan he sayde thus
Blissid ben they that poure in spiryt been
And so forth al the gospel mowe ye seen
Whethir it be liker to our professioun
Or heris that swymmen in possessioun
Fye on her Poompe
and her glotenye
And of her lewdnesse I hem deffye
Me thynketh they be lik to Iomman
Fat as a whale
and walke lik a swan
Al vinolent as a botel in the spence
Her praier is of ful litil reuerence
When they for soulis say the psalme of Dauid
Lo buf they sey Cor meum eructauit
Who folowith cristis gospel
and his lore
But we that humble be chast
and pore
Workars of goddis wordis & nat auditours
Therfore right as an hauk vp on his sours
Vp springith in to the eyr so praieris
Of charitable
and chast f
[...]eris
Makyn hem sowne to goddis eris two
Thomas Thomas so moot I ryde or go
And by that
lord that
clepid was saint Iue
Ne thou our brother were sholdist þ
u nener thryue
In our chapitre praye we bothe day
and nyght
To crist to sende the bothe helthe
and myght
Thy body forto welden ful hastely
God woot quod he no
thing ther of fele I
As helpe me
god as in fewe yeris
Haue I
spendid on many diuers freris
[Page]Ful many
apound yet fare I neuer the bet
Certeyn my
good haue I almost beset
Farwel my
gold for it is al a go
The frere
answerd o Thomas dost thou so
What nedith the dyuers freris forto seche
What nedith hym that hath a parfyt leche
To sechen othir lechis in ony toun
Your in constaunce is your confusioun
Hold ye than me
and eke al our couent
To preye for you be not sufficient
Thomas that iape is not worth a myte
Your maladye is for we haue to lyte
And yeue that couent four
and twenty grotis
And yeue that couent half a quartir otis
And yeue that frere a peny
and let hym go
Nay
[...] nay Thomas it may no
thing be so
What is a
ferthing worth
partid on twelue
Lo eche
thing that is
onyd in hym selue
Is more
strong than whan it is
skaterid
Thomas of me thou shalt not be
flaterid
Thou woldist haue our labour al for nought
The high
god that al this worlde ha
[...]h wrought
Saith that the workman is worthy his hire
Thomas of your tresour nought wol I desire
As for my self but that our Couent
To praye for you be ay so diligent
And forto holde vp cristis owen chirche
Thomas yf ye wol lerne forto wirche
Of bildynge vpon chirchis mow ye fynde
[Page]Yf it be
good in Thomas lif of ynde
Ye lyen here ful of angir
and of yre
With whiche the deuyl set your herte on fire
And chiden here the holy Innocent
Your wyf that is here so meke
and so pacient
And therfore Thomas trow me yf thou list
Ne stryue not with thy wyf as for the best
And bere thyse
word awey now be thy faith
Touching such
thing. lo what the wyse saith
With ynne thy hous ne be thou no lioun
To thy subiectis do thou noon oppression
Ne make thyn acqueyntaunce not to fle
And Thomas yet
[...]ft sones warne I the
Be war of her that in thy bosom slepith
Ware fro the serpent that so slily crepith
Vndir the gras
and styngeth ful subtilly
Bewar of her
and herkyn paciently
That twenti
thousand men haue lost her lyuys
For
striuyng with her lemmans & her wyuys
Now syn ye haue so holy a meke wyf
What nedith you Thomas to make stryf
Ther nys iwys no serpent so cruell
Whan a man tredith vpon his tayl ne half so fel
As a woman is whan she hath caught yre
Verry vengeaunce is than al her desire
Ire is a synne of the grete seuyn
And ful abhominabil to the
kyng of heuyn
And to hym self it is a destruction
This euery
lewd vicar or parson
[Page]Can sey how Ire engendrith homicide
Ire in soth is the executour of pryde
I coude of Ire say right muche sorow
That my tale sholde laste til to morow
And therfore pray I
god bothe day
and nyght
That to an yrous man
god sende litil myght
It is gret harm
and certis gret pyte
To sette an yrous man in high degre
[...]Hylom ther was an yrous potestate
Whiche hasty was in Iugement algate
Vpon a day out riden knyghtis two
And as fortune wolde that it was so
That on of hem cam hoom that other
did nought
Anon the knyght before the Iuge is brought
That sayde thus thou hast thy felow slayn
For whiche I deme the to the deth certayn
And to anothir knyght
comaunded he
Go lede hym to the deth I charge the
And
happid as they wentyn be the way
Toward the place where he sholde dey
The knight cam whiche that men went
had be
ded
Then thoughte they it were the best
reed
To lede hem bothe to the Iuge agayn
They sayden
lord the knyght hath not sleyn
His felaw here he stont hool a lyue
Ye shal be
ded quod he so mot I thryue
This is to say bothe on two
and thre
And to the
[...]irste knyght right thus spak he
I
dampned the thou most algatis be
ded
[Page]
And thou also most nedis lese thyn
hed
For thou art cause why thy felaw deyeth
And to the thridde knyght right thus he sey
[...]th
Thou hast not do that I
comaundid the
And thus he
did hem sle al thre
IRus Cambustus was eek dronkelew
And ay
delitid hym to be a shrew
And so befil a
lord of his meyne
That
louyd wel vertuous moralite
Saide on a day betwix hem self right thus
A lorde is lost yf he be aught vicious
And dronkenesse is eke a foul recorde
Of ony man
and namely of a lorde
Th
[...]r is many an ye
and meny an ere
Away
[...]ynge on a lorde he not nat where
For goddis loue drynketh more temperatly
Wyne makith a man to lyue wrecchidly
His mynde
and eek his lymys euerichon
The reuerse shalt thou se
qd he anon
And preue it be thyn owen experience
That wyn ne doth to folk such offence
Ther is no wyn that bereuyth me my might
Of
hond of foot ne of myn yen sight
And for despit he drank
[...]u
[...]he the more
An
hundrid part than he
did before
And right anon this yrous
cursid wrecche
This knyghtis sone le
[...]t beforn hym fecche
Comaundid hym he sholde beforn hym stonde
And sodenly he took his bowe in honde
[Page]
And vp the
streng he pullith to his here
And with an arow he
slough the
child there
Now wethir haue I a siker
hond or none
Quod he is al my might
and mynde a goon
Hath wyn
bereued me myn yen sight
What sholde I telle the answer of the knyght
His sone was sleyn ther is no more to say
Beth ware therfore with lordis for to play
Syngeth Placebo
and I shal yf I can
But yf it be vnto a poure man
To a poure man men sholde his vicis telle
But not to a
lord though he sholde go to helle
LO Irus turrus that
strong percien
How destroyde he the ryuer of gysen
For that an hors of his was dreynt ther ynne
Whan that he wente Babilon for to wynne
He made that the ryuer was so smal
That men mighte ride
and wade ouer al
Lo what sayde he that so wel teche can
Ne be no felow to an yrous man
Ne with no
wood man walke by the way
Lest thou repente I wol no forther say
Now Thomas leue brother leef thyn Ire
Thou shalt me fynde as iust as a squiev
[...]
Hold nat the deuylis knyf ay in thy herte
Thy anger doth me alto sore smerte
But shew to me al thy confession̄
Nay quod the sik man be saint Symon
I haue be shriue this day of my curat
[Page]I haue hym tolde al myn hert
It nedith nomore to speke of it sayde he
But yf it list of myn humylite
Yeue me than of thy
good to make our cloister
Sayde he for many a muskle & meny an oyster
When othir men haue been ful wel at ese
Haue been our
food our cloister forto reyse
And yet
god woot vnnethe our fundement
Parfourmed is ne of our chirche ful pament
Ther is not a tile with ynne our wonys
Be
god we owe fifty
pound for stonys
Now help Thomas for hym that
harowed helle
Or ellis moste we our bokis selle
And yf men lacke our predicacion
Than goth the worlde al to destruccion
For who so wol fro this worlde vs bereue
So
god me saue Thomas be your leue
He wolde bereue out of this worlde the sonne
For who can teche
and worke as we konne
And that is nat of litil tyme quod he
But seth Ely was or Elyse
Haue freris he that fynde I of recordr
In charite y
thanked be our lorde
Now Thomas help for saint charite
And doun anon he sittith on his kne
This sik man wext nygh
wood for yre
He wolde that the frere hadde be a fyre
With his fals dissimulacion
Suche thingis as ben in my possession
[Page]Quod he that may I yeue you
and non othir
Ye sey me thus how that I am your brothir
Ye certis
qd the frere trustith me right wel
I took our dame our lettir
and our seel
Now wel quod he
and somwhat shal I yeue
Vnto your holy Couent whyle y lyue
And in thy
hond thou shalt it haue anon̄
On this condicion
and othir non
That thou departe it so my dere brother
That euery frere haue as moche as othir
This shalt thou swere on thy professioun
Withoute fraude or cauillacioun
I swere it quod the frere vp on my feith
And ther with al his
hond in his he leith
Lo here my feith in me shal be no lak
Than put thy
hond a doun right be my bak
Seyde this man
and grope wel be hynde
Be nethe my buttok there shalt thou fynde
A
thyng that I haue
hid in priuyte
A thoughte this frere that shal go with me
And doun his
hond he launchith to the clifte
In hope forto fynde there som
good yefte
And whan this sik man felte this frere
Aboute his towel gropinge here
and there
Amyd his
hond he let the frere a fart
Ther is no Capul drawynge in a Cart
That mighte haue let a fart of suche a soun
The frere vp stert as doth a
wood lioun
A fals chorle quod he for Cockis bonys
[Page]This hast thou in despit do for the nonys
Thou shalt a bye this fart yf that y may
His meyne with that herdyn suche aray
Com lepynge in
and
chasid out the frere
And forth he goth with a ful heuy chere
And fe
[...]te his felow there as lay his stoor
He
loked as he were a wilde boor
And grintith with the teth so was he wroth
A sturdy paas doun to the court he goth
W
[...]re as ther
woned a man of gret honour
To whom that he was alwey Confessour
This worthy man was
lord of that vilage
This fr
[...]re cam as he were in a rage
W
[...]re as this
lord sat
etyng at his borde
Vnnethe mighte t
[...]e frere speke o worde
Til atte laste he
[...]yde
god you se
This
lord gan loke
and sayde benedicite
What fr
[...]re Iohn what maner worlde is this
I se wel som
thing ther is amys
Ye l
[...]ke as though the wode were ful of theuys
Sit doun
and tel me what your greue is
And it shal be
amendid yf I may
I haue quod he
had a despit to day
God yelde it you a doun in your village
That in this worlde th
[...]r ny
[...] so poure a page
That he nolde haue abhominacion
Of that I haue
receyued in the toun
And yet it greuy
[...]h not me half so sore
As that the olde
[...]horl with lo
[...]kis hore
[Page]
Blassemyd hath our holy Couent eke
Now maister quod the
lord I you beseke
No maister sir quod he but seruitour
Though y haue
had in scole that honour
God likith not that raby men vs calle
Nothir in market ne in our large halle
Ne fors quod he but tel me al your greef
Sir quod this frere in odious myschief
This day be
tyd is myn ordre
and me
And so ꝑ consequens in eche degre
Of holy chirche
god amende it sone
Sir quod the
lord ye woot what is to done
Distempere you not ye be my confessour
Ye be the salt of the erthe
and the sauour
For goddis loue your pacience now
hold
Tel me your greef
and he anon hym
told
As ye haue
herd beforne ye woot wel what
The lady of the hous ay stylle sat
Til she hadde
herd what the frere sayde
Ey goddis moder quod she the
blissid mayde
Is ther aught ellis tel me feithfully
Madame quod he how thinke ye ther by
How that me thinkith quod she so
god me spede
I say a chorl hath do a chorlis dede
What sholde y say
god let hym neuer the
His sik
hed is ful of vanite
I holde hym in a maner of a fransy
Madame quod he be
god I shal not lye
But I in ony wyse may on hym a wreke
[Page]I shal di
[...]fame hym ouer al where y speke
That fals blasfemur that
chargid me
To parte that wol not
departid be
To euery ylike moche with myschaunce
The
lord sat stille as he were in a traunce
And in his herte he
rollid vp
and doun
How that this chorle
had dilectacion
To shewe suche a probleme to the frere
Neuer erst to now herde I of suche a matere
I trow the deuyl put it in his mynde
In ars metrik shal ther noman fynde
Beforn this day of suche a questioun
Who sholde make a demonstracion
That euery man sholde haue lik his part
As of a soun or of a souour of a fart
O nyce
prowd chorle I shrew his face
Lo sirs quod the
lord with
hard grace
To euery y like tel me how
That a fart sholde be
departid now
Hit is an impossible it may not be
Ey nyce chorle
god lete hym neuer the
The
rombling of a fart
and euery soun
Nys but of ayer reuerberacioun
And there it wastith litil
and litil awey
Ther is noman can deme be my fey
Yf that it were
departid equally
What lo this chorle lo how shrewdly
Vnto my confessour to day he spak
I holde hym certayn a demonyak
[Page]Now ete your mete
and let the chorl go pley
Lete hym go hange hym self a deuyl wey
Now
stood the lordis squier at his
bord
That carf his mete
and herde
word be
word
Of al this
thing of whiche I haue you
said
My
lord quod he be not euyl a
payd
For I coude telle for a gowne cloth
To you sire frere so that ye be not wroth
How that this fart sholde euyn
desid be
Among your couent yf it like sithee
Tel quod the
lord
and thou shalt haue anon
A gowne cloth be
god
and be seynt Iohn
My
lord quod he when that the wedir is fair
Right here before you
sittyng in a chair
Let bringe a cartewhele right in to this halle
But so that it haue his spokis alle
Xij. spokis hath a carte whele comynly
And
bring me .xij. freris woot ye why
For .xiij. is a couent as I gesse
Your confessour here for his wordynesse
Shal parfourme vp the noumbir of his couent
Than shul they knele doun by one assent
And to euery spokis ende in this manere
Ful sadly ley his nose shal a frer
[...]
Your nobyl confessour ther
[...] hym saue
Shal holde his nose vpright vnder the naue
Than shal this chorle with bely styf & tought
As ony
[...]abour hider be y brought
And set hym on the wheel right of this cart
[Page]Vp on the nau
[...]
and make hym l
[...]te a fart
And ye shul se vp peril of my lif
The preef whiche that is demonstratif
That equally the
sound of it wol wende
And eke the stynk out at the spokis ende
Saue that this worthy man your confessour
Be caus
[...] he is a man of gret honour
Shal haue the firste fruyt as reson is
The nobil vsage of freris yet it is
The worthie
[...]t man of theym shal first be
seruid
And certeinly he hath it weel
deseruid
He hath to day taught vs so muche
good
With prechinge in the pulpet there he
stood
That I ma
[...] vouchesauf I say for me
He hadde the firste smel of fartis thre
And so wolde al his couent hardely
He h
[...]rith hym so faire
and so holily
Th
[...]
[...]rd th
[...] lady
and eche man saue the frere
Sayde that Iankyn spak in this matere
As wel as Ouyde or Ptholome
Towching the chorlis they sayde subtilite
And by wyt made hym speke as he spak
He nys no fool ne demoniak
And Iankyn hath y wonne a newe gowne
My tale is doon we be a
[...] Toune
¶Here begynneth the
prolog of the clerk of
Oxenford.
SIr clerk of
Oxen
[...]ord our ost sayde
Ye cryde as quoy & stille as doth a mayde
[Page]Were new
sponsid
sittyng at the
bord
This day herde I of your tunge no
word
I trowe ye stody aboute som sophyme
But Salamon sayde euery
thing hath tyme
For goddis sake be of
good chere
It is no tyme now to stody here
Tel vs som mery tale be your fey
For what man is
entrid in to a pley
He nedis moot in to the pley assente
But prechith not as freris do in lente
To make vs for our
old synnys wepe
Ne that thy tale make vs not to slepe
Tel vs som mery
thing of auenturis
Your termys your colours
and your figuris
Kepe hem in store til so be that ye endite
High style is when men to kyngis wryte
Spekith so playn at this tyme I you pray
That we may vnderstonde what ye say
This worthy clerk benignely ansuerde
Ost quod he I am vnder your yerde
Ye haue of vs as now the gouernaunce
And therfore I shal do your obeysaun
[...]e
As fer as reson askith hardely
I wol you telle a tale whiche that I
Lernyd at Padow of a worthy clerk
As
preuyd is he his wordis
and his work
He is now
ded
and
leyd in cheste
I pray to
god yeue hys soule goode reste
Fraunceys petrark the laureat poete
[Page]Highte this clerk whoos rethorik swete
Enlumyned al Itayle of poetrie
As Lucane
did of philosophie
Or lawe or other art particuler
But deth that wol not suffre vs to duelle here
But as it were the
twynkelyng[?] of an ye
Hem bothe hath slayn
and alle shal we dye
But forth to telle of this worthy man
That taughte me this tale as I began
He first with high stile enditith
Er he the dite of his tale writith
A probleme in whiche discriueth he
Pemounte
and of Saluces the contre
And spekyn of arpentyn the hilles hye
That been the boundes of west lumbardye
And of mount vesulus in special
Wh
[...]re that the poo out of the welle smal
Takyng his first spryngynge
and his cours
That
Estward euer encresith in his sours
To Emeli
ward to Ferrare
and venise
The whiche a
long
thing were to deuyse
And trewly as to my Iugement
Me thinkith it a
thing inpertinent
Saue that he wol conueye his matere
But thus he begynneth his tale as ye mow here
¶Here endith the
prolog.
And begynneth the clerkis tale of Oxenforde
THer was in the west side of Itayle
Doun at the Rote of vesulus the colde
[Page]A lusty playn habundaunt of vitayl
Where meny a toun
and tour thou maist beholde
That
founded were in tyme of fadris
old
And meny another delectabyl sight
And saluces this noble contre hight
A Markys somtyme
lord was of that
lond
As were his worthy eldris hym before
And obeysaunt ay redy to his
hond
Were alle his lieges bothe lasse
and more
Thus in delyt he
lyuyd
and hath do yore
Beloued &
drad thorugh fauouris of fortune
Bothe of his lordis
and eke of his comune
Therwith he was to speke of lynage
The gentilest baron of lumbardye
A fair persone a
strong
and
yong of age
And ful of honoure
and of curtesye
Discret ynow his contre forto gye
Saue in som thingis he was to blame
And waltir was this yonge lordis name
I blame hym thus that he
considerid not
In tyme comynge what mighte hym betyde
But on his lust present was al his thought
As forto hauke
and hunte on euery syde
Wel nygh alle other curis lete he slyde
And eke he nolde
and that was worst of al
Wedde no wyf for aught that mighte be fal
Only that poynt his pepyl baar so sore
That flekmele on a day they to hym went
And one of hem that wisest was of lore
[Page]Or ellis that the
lord wolde best assent
That he sholde telle hym what his peple ment
Or ellis coude he shewe wel such matere
He to the Markis sayde as ye shul here
O nobil Markis your humanite
Assurith vs
and yeueth vs hardines
As ofte as tyme is of necessite
That we to you mow telle our heuynes
Acceptith now
lord of your gentilnes
That we with pitous herte come to compleyne
And lete your eris not my vois disdaigne
Al haue I not to doon in this matere
More than anothir man hath in this place
Yet for as muche as ye my
lord so dere
Haue alwey
shewd me fauour
and grace
I dar the bettir aske of you a space
Of audience to shewe our request
And ye my
lord to do as you lest
For certis
lord so wel vs liketh yow
And al your werk that ye haue doon
and we
Ne coude not our self deuisyn how
We mighte lyuyn in more felicite
Saue o
thing
lord yf your wille be
That forto be a
weddid man yf that ye lest
Then were your pepyl in souereyn hertis rest
Bowe ye your
hed vnder the blisful yok
Of souere
[...]nte
and not of seruise
Whiche that men clepith spousayle or wedlok
And thynkith
lord
among your wittis wyse
[Page]How that our daies passen in sondry wyse
For though we slepe or wake renne or ryde
Ay fleyth the tyme it wol noman abyde
And though your grene yongthe flowre as yet
In crepith age as stylle as ony stoon
And deth manasseth euer age
and smyte
In eche astate for ther escapith noon
And also certayn as we knowe echon
That we shul dye
and vncerteyn we alle
Been of the day when deth shal on vs falle
Acceptith than of vs the trewe entent
That yet neuer refuseden your heste
And we wol
lord yf ye wol assent
Chese you a wyf in short tyme atte leste
Born of the gentillest
and of the meste
Of al this londe so that it oughte seme
Honour to
god
and you as I can deme
Deliuer vs out of al this besy drede
And take a wyf for high goddis sake
For yf so be it besalle as
god forbede
That thorow your deth your lyf sholde slake
And that a straunge successour sholde it take
Your heritage o wo were vs on lyue
Wherfore we pray you hastely to wyue
Here meke prayer
and
[...]re meke chere
Made the Markis herte forto haue pyte
Ye wol quod he myn owen pepyl dere
To that I neuer erst thoughte constreyne me
I me
reioysid in my liberte
[Page]That selde tyme is founde in mariage
There I was fre I muste be in seruage
But natheles I se your trewe entent
And truste vpon your wit
and haue doon ay
Wherfore of my fre wil I wil assent
To wedde me as sone as euer y may
But ther as ye haue
profrid me to day
To chese me a wyf I you relece
That chois
and pray you of your profir sec
[...]
For
god it woot that childryn ofte been
Vnlik her worthy eldris hem before
Beaute comyth al of
god not of the streen
Of whiche they be
gendrid
and y bore
I truste in
god
and euer haue do by fore
My mariage
and myn astate
and reste
I hym betake he may do as hym leste
Lete me allone in
chesing of my wyf
That charge vp on my bak y wol endure
But I you pray
and charge vpon your l
[...]f
What wyf that y take that ye me ensure
To worshipe her whylis her lif may dure
In
word
and werk bothe here & eueriwhere
As she an Emperours doughter were
And ferthermore this shal ye swere that ye
Ayenst my chois shal ye neuer stryue
For sith I shal forgo my liberte
At your request as euer mot I thriue
There as my herte is set there wol y wyue
And but ye wol assente in such maner
[Page]I pray you spekith nomore of this matere
With herty wyl they sworyn
and assentyn
To al this
thing ther sayde no wight nay
Besekyng hym of grace or that they wentyn
That he wolde graunte hem a certayn day
Of his sponsayll as sone as euer he may
For yet alwey many of the pepyl dredde
Lest the Markis wolde no wyf wedde
He
grauntid hem a day suche as hym lest
On whiche he wolde be
weddid sikirly
And sayde he
did al this at hir request
And they with humble entent buxomly
Kneling vp on her knees ful reuerently
Hym
thankid alle
and thus they haue an ende
Of here entent
and hoom ayeen they wende
And here vp on he took his officers
And
comaundid for the feste purueye
And to his pryue knyghtis
and squieris
Suche charge yaf as hym list on hem leye
And they to his comaundement obeye
And eche of hem doth al his diligence
To do vnto that feste high reuerence
¶.Prima pars Grisildis.
NOught fer fro that paleis honourable
There as this Markis shoop his mariage
Ther
stood a thorp of sighte ful delectable
In whiche that poure folk of that village
Hadden her lestis
and her herbigage
And of her labour took hir sustenaunce
[Page]Aftir that the erthe yaf hem haboundaunce
Among these poure men ther
duellid a man
Whiche was y holde pourest of alle
But high
god somtyme sende can
In to a litil oxes stalle
Ianycola men of that throwpe hym calle
A doughter hadde he fair ynough to sight
And Grisilde this yonge maiden hight
Forto speke of vertu
and of honest beaute
Than was she on of the fairest vnder sonne
And ful pouerly y
fostrid vp was she
No licorous lust was thorou her hert y ronne
But ofter of the welle than of the wyn tonne
She drank
and for she wolde vertu plese
Hit was hir list
and hir most ese
But though this mayde so tendir were of age
Yet in the brest of hir virginite
Ther was y
closid ri
[...]e
and
sad corage
And in gret reuerence
and charite
Her olde poure fader
fostrid she
A fewe sheep spynnynge on
feld she kepte
She wolde not be ydil til she slep
[...]e
And whan she
homward com she wolde brynge
Wortis or othir herbis tymes ofte
The whiche she setheth for hir lyuynge
And made her
bed harde
and
nothyng softe
And ay she kepte her fadres lif on lofte
With obe
[...]saunce
and diligence
That childe mighte do to the fadris reuerence
[Page]Vp on Grisilde this poure creature
Fil of this Markis he cast his ye
As he
wod on huntynge ꝑauenture
And when it be fyl that he mighte here aspye
He not with wantoun
lokyng of folye
His yen cast on hir but in
sad wyse
Vp on her chere he wolde hym ofte auyse
Com̄endynge in his herte her woman
hed
And eke her vertu
passing ony wight
Of so
yong age as wel in chere as dede
For though the pepyl
had no gret insight
He
considered in vertu ful right
Her beaute
and
disposid hym that he wolde
Wedde her only yf he euyr wedde sholde
The day of
weddyng cam but no wight can
Telle what maner woman it sholde be
For whiche meruayl
wondrid many a man
And sayde when they were in priuyte
Wol our lorde lyue yet in vanite
Wol he not wedde allas the whyle
Why wol he hym self
and vs begyle
But natheles this Markis
had do make
Of gemmys set in
gold
and in asure
Brochis
and ringis for grisildis sake
And to her
clothing took the mesure
Of a mayde lik vnto her stature
And eke of her other ornamentis alle
That vnto suche a weddinge sholde be falle
The tyme of vndryn on the same day
[Page]
Approchid that the weddinge sholde be
And al the Paleis put was in aray
Bothe halle
and chambris ech in his degre
Housis of office
stuffid with greet plente
There maist thou se of deynteous vitaylle
That may befounden as for as lastith I tayle
This ryal Markis richely
araid
Lordis
and ladies in his companye
The whiche that to the feste were
praid
And of his retem
[...] the buchelrye
W
[...]th many a sown of sundry melodye
Vnto the vilage of whiche I tolde
In this aray the right wey they holde
Grisilde of this
god woot ful Innocent
That for her shapyn was al this aray
To fecte watir atte welle is she went
And comyth hoom as sone as euer she may
For wel she herde say that ilke day
Tha
[...] the Markis sholde wedde & yf she mighte
She wolde fayne haue seyn som of that sighte
She thoughte she wolde with othir maidens stonde
That been my felowes in our dore
and se
The Markesse
and therfore wol I fonde
To doon at hoom as sone as it may be
The labour whiche longeth to me
And than y may at leyser here beholde
Yf she this wey vnto the castel holde
And as she wolde ouer the
thresshold goon
The Markis cam
and gan her forto calle
[Page]
And she set doun her wat
[...]r pot anone
Besidis the
threshold in an oxis stalle
And doun vp on her knees she gan to falle
And with
sad contenaunce
knelid stylle
Til she hadde
herd what was the lordis wille
This thoughtful Markis spak vnto the mayde
Ful sobirly
and sayde in this manere
Where is your fadir o Grisildis he sayde
And she with reu
[...]rence
and humble chere
Answerde
lord he is al redy here
And in she goth withouten lengir let
And to the Markis she her fader fet
He by the
hond than took this olde man
And sayde thus when he
had hym a syde
Ianycula I ne may ne I ne can
The plesaunce lenger of my herte hyde
Yf that thou vouchesauf that so betyde
Thy doughter wol I take or that I wende
As to my wyf vnto our lyuys ende
Thow louest me I woot it wel certayn
And art my feithful liege man bore
And al that likith me I dar wel sayn
It likith the
and specially therfore
Tel me that poynt that I sayde before
And yf thou wolt vnto that purpos drawe
To take me as for thy sone in lawe
This sodeyn caas this man was
stoned so
That
reed he wext
abasshid
and al
quak
[...]ng
He
stood vnnethe sayde he wordis mo
[Page]But only thus
lord quod he my willynge
Ys as ye wil nat ageyns your likynge
I wol no
thyng / ye be my
lord so dere
Right as you list gouernyth this matere
Yet wol I quod this Markis softely
That in your chambir I ye
and she
Haue a collacion
and wotist thou why
For I wol axe yf it here wil be
To be my wyf
and reule her aftir me
And al this shal be do in thy presence
I nyl not speke out of thyn audience
And in the Chambir whyle they were aboute
Her tretees whiche ye shal as after here
The p
[...]pyl cam in to the hous al withoute
And
wondrid hem in how honest manere
And she so tentifly kepte her fader dere
But vtterly Grisilde wondre mighte
For neuer erst saw she such a sighte
No wonder it was though she were
stoned
To se so greet a gest come in that place
She neuer was to suche gestis y
woned
For whiche she
lokid with ful paal face
But shortly this mater forto chace
These ben the wordis that the Markis sayde
To this verry benigne feithful mayde
Grisilde he sayde ye shulle wel vnderstonde
It likith vnto your fader
and vnto me
That I you wedde
and eke it may so stonde
As I suppose that ye wil that it so be
[Page]But thyse demaundis axe I first quod he
That sith it shal be doon in hasty wyse
Wol ye assent or ellis you auyse
I say thus be ye redy with
good herte
To al my lust
and that I frely may
As me best thinkith though ye lawghe or smerte
And neuer ye to grucche nyght ne day
Whan I say ye that ye say not ones nay
Nothir be
word ne by
frownyng contenance
Swere this
and I you here assure affiaunce
Wondring vp on thyse wordis wonderly for dr
[...]de
She sayde
lord indigne
and vnworthy
I am to
[...]uche honour as ye me bede
But as ye wil your self right so wil I
And here I swere that neuer willyngly
In
word or thought I wol you disobeye
Forto be
ded thogh me were loth to deye
This is ynough Grisilde myn quod he
And forth he goth with a ful sobir chere
Out atte dore
and aftir cam she
And to the pepyl he sayde in this manere
This is my wyf quod he that stondeth here
Honourith her
and louith her I you pray
Who so me louith ther is no more to say
And for that no
thing of her olde geer
She sholde bringe in to his hous he
had
That women sholde dispoyle here there
Of whiche these ladyes were not ful
glad
To handel her clothis where in she was
[...]lad
[Page]But natheles this mayde bright of hewe
Fro foot to
hed they
clothid her newe
Her heris they kempt that lay
vntressid
Ful rudely
and with her fyngris smale
A croune on her
hed they haue y
dressid
And set hir ful of owches grete
and smale
Of here aray what sholde I make a tale
Vnnethe the pepyl her knew for her fairnes
Whan she
translatid was in suche riches
This markis hath her
spousid with a
ryng
Brought for the same cause
and than her set
Vp on an hors snow white ful wel
amblyng
And to his Paleis or he lengir let
With ioyful pepil that her ladde
and met
Conueyed her
and thus the day they
spend
In reuel til the sonne gan descende
And shortly forth this tale forto chace
I say that to this newe Markesse
God hath suche fauour sent of his grac
[...]
That it ne
semyd be no liklynes
That she was born
and
fed in rudenes
As in a cyte or in an oxis stalle
But
norisshed in an Emperours halle
To euery wight she woxen is so dere
And worshipful that folk there she was bore
And from hir birthe knew her yeer by yere
Vnnethe
trowed they but durste haue swore
That to Ianycul of whiche I spak before
She deughter was as by coniecture
[Page]Hem thoughte she was anothir creature
For that euer vertuous was she
She was
encrecid in suche excellence
Of the wyse
god set in high bounte
And so discreet
and feir of eloquence
So benigne
and digne of reuerence
And coude so the peplis hertis enbrace
That eche her
loued that
lokid in her face
Not only of Saluces in the toun
Publisshed was the bounte of hir name
But eke beside in many a regioun
Yf one sayde well another
said the same
So spredde of her bounte the name
That men
and women both
yong
and
old
Goth to Saluces vp on her to be
hold
This walter lowly but nat rially
Weddid hath with fortunat honeste
In goddis pees liuyth ful honestly
At hoom
and
outward grace ynough
had he
And for he saw that vnder low degre
Was honest vertu
hid the pepyl hym
held
A prudent man
and that is seen ful selde
Not only this Grisilde thorow hir witt
Coude al the feet of wifly humbilnes
But yet whan that the
[...]as
requiryd it
The comune proffit eke coude she redresse
Ther nas discorde rancour ne heuynesse
In al the londe that she it coude a pees
And wysely brynge hem in reste
and pee
[...]
[Page]Thogh her husbonde were absent or none
Yf gentilmen or othir of that contre
Were wroth she wolde brynge hem attone
So wyse
and ripe wordis hadde she
And in Iugement so greet equyte
That she from heuyn sent was as men
wend
Pepil to saue
and euery
wrong to amende
Nat longe tyme aftir that this Grisilde
Was
weddid she a doughter
had y bore
Al
had her leuyr bore a knaue
child
Glad was the Markes
and the folk therfore
For though amayde
child cam al before
S
[...]e may vnto a knaue
child atteyne
Be liklihede syn she nys not bareyne
¶.Secunda pars.
THer fill as it befallith ofte tyme mo
When þ
t this
child
had sokyn but a throw
This markis in his herte he thoughte so
To tempte his wyf her sadnes to knowe
That he ne mighte out of his herte athrowe
Forbere / wherfore he
purposid on a day
This maruaylous desire his wyf to assaye
He hadde
assaid here ynough ofte tyme before
And
fond her euer
good what nedith it
Her forto tempte alwey more
and more
Thogh sum man preyse it for a subtil wit
But as for me y say ful euyl it sit
To assay a wyf whan that it is no ned
[...]
And put her in angwish
and in drede
[Page]For which this markis wroughte in this manere
He cam a lone a nyght there as she lay
With sterne face
and right ogly chere
And sayde thus Grisilde quod he that day
That I you took fro your poure a ray
And put you in astaat of high noblesse
Ye haue not that forgotyn as I gesse
I say Grisilde the present dignite
In whiche I haue put you as I trow
Makith you not foryetful forto be
That I you took i
[...] poure astat fullowe
For ony weel ye muste your self knowe
Take hede of euery
word what I seye
Ther is no wight that herith but we twey
Ye woot y
[...]r self how that ye cam here
In to this hous it is not longe ago
And though to me ye be bothe leef
and dere
Vnto my gentils ye be no
thyng so
They say to hem it is gre
[...]t shame
and woo
Forto be subiect
and been in seruage
To the that born art in so smal a vilage
And namely s
[...]th thy doughter was y bore
These wordes haue they spoken doutlees
But I desire as I haue don before
To lyue my lif with hem in reste
and pees
I may not in this a
[...]as be recheles
I moot doon with thy doughter for the beste
Nat as I wolde but as my pep
[...]l leste
And yet
god woot this is ful loth to me
[Page]But natheles withoute your witynge
I wil not do but thus I wol quod he
That ye to me assente as to this
thing
S
[...]w now your pacience in your werkynge
That ye me highte
and swoor in your village
That day that made was our mariage
Whan she hadde
herd al this she not
ameuyd
Neither in
word neyther in chere ne in continance
For as it
semyd she was not
agreuyd
She saith
lord al lieth in your plesaunce
My
child
and I with hertly obeyssaunce
Been your owen
and ye may bothe saue & spille
Your owen
thing do ye aftir your wille
Ther may be no
thing so
god my soule saue
Likyng to you that may displese me
Ne I desire no
thing in ony wyse to haue
Ne dr
[...]de forto lese saue only ye
This wyl is in myn herte
and euer shal be
No lengthe of tyme or deth may this deface
Ne turne my corage to noon othir place
[...]lad was this Markis of her answeringe
But yet it
semyd as he were not so
Al dr
[...]y was his chere
and his
lokyng
Whan that he sholde out of the chambir go
Sone aftir this a
furlong wey or two
He priuely hath
told al his entent
Vnto a man
and to his wyf hym sent
A maner of a serg
[...]aunt was this priuy man
The whiche that f
[...]ithful oftyn founde
had
[Page]In thingis grete
and eke suche folk wel can
Done execucioun in thingis sadde
The
lord knew weel that he hym
louyd &
drad
And when this seric
[...]unt wiste his lordis wyl
In to the chambir he
stalkid hym ful stylle
Madame he sayde ye moot forgeue it me
Though I do
thing whiche I am
constreyned
Ye be ful wyse
and ful wel knowe ye
That lordis hestis may nat be
fayned
They may weel be
bewaylid or
compleyned
But men muste nede vnto her lust obeye
And so wol I ther is nomore to sey
This
child I am
comandid forto take
And spak nomore but out the
child he hent
Dispitously & gan a chere ful hidons to make
As thogh he wolde haue sleyn it or he went
Gresilde muste al suffre
and consent
And as a lamb she sittith meke
and stylle
And lete this cruel seriaunt do his wylle
Suspecions was the fame of this man
Suspect his face suspect his
word also
Suspect the tyme in whiche he this began
Allas her doughter that she
louyd so
She wende he wolde haue sleyn it tho
But natheles she neyther wepte ne
siked
Confermyd to that the Markis
likid
But at the laste speke thenne she began
And mekely she to the seriaunt prayde
So as he was a veray gentilman
[Page]That she muste hir
child kisse onys or it deid
[...]
And in her arme she the litil
child leyde
With ful
sad face
and g
[...]n the
child to blis
And
lullid it
and aftir gan it kisse
And thus she sayde in her benigne vois
Farwel my
child I shal the neuer se
But sith I haue the
markid with the holy crois
Of thilke fader
blissed moot thou be
That for vs deide vpon the cros of tre
Thy soule litil
child I hym betake
For this nyght shalt thou dye for my sake
I trow that to a norice in this caas
It
[...]adde be grete rowthe forto se
Wel mighte a moder than haue cride allas
But natheles so
sad
and so stedfast was she
That she
endurid al aduersite
And to the seriaunt mekely she sayde
Haue here agayn your litil
yong mayde
Gooth now quod she
and doth my lordis heste
But o
thing wol I pray you of your grace
That but my lorde
forbad it you atte leste
Burieth this litil body in som place
That bestis ne foulis it to rase
But he to that purpos no
word wolde say
But toke the childe
and wente vp on his way
This seriaunt cam to the
lord agayn
And of Grisil
[...]is wordis
and of her chere
He tolde hym poynt by poynt short
and pleyn
And hym
presentid with his doughter dere
[Page]Sumwhat this
lord hath rowthe in his manere
But natheles his purpos
h
[...]ld
[...]e stylle
As lordis doon whan they wyl haue her wylle
And
had his seriaunt that he priuely
Sholde the
child softe wynde
and wrappe
With al the circumstaunce tendirly
And carye it in a cofir or in a lappe
But on peyne of his
hed of forto swappe
That noman sholde knowe of this enten
[...]
Ne whens it cam ne whithir that it w
[...]nt
But at boleyn to his sustir dere
That ilke tyme of Pauye was Countes
He sholde it take
and shewe hir this matere
Besekyng here to do her besinesse
This
child to fostir in all gentilnes
And whoos
child that it is he
had hym hyde
From euery wight for aught that may betyde
The seriaunt goth & hath
fulfilled this
thing
But to this Markis now retorne we
Ful now goth he ful faste Imagenynge
Yf be his wyues chere he mighte se
Or by her
word perceyue that she
Were
chaungid but neuer yet coude he fynde
But euer in on lik
sad
and kynde
As
glad as humbil as besy in seruise
And eke in loue as she was wont to be
Was she to hym in euery maner wyse
Ne of hir doughter not
oword spak she
Non accident for non aduersite
[Page]Was seyn in her ne neuer her doughter name
Ne
nempned she in ernest ne in game
¶.Tercia pars.
IN this astat ther past be four y
[...]er
Er she with childe was but as
god wolde
A man
child she baar be this walter
Ful gracious
and feir forto beholde
And whan that folk it to his fadir tolde
Nat only he but al his contre mery
Was for this
child
and
god they thanke & hery
When it was two yeer olde
and fro the breste
D
[...]artid from his norice vp on a day
This Markis caughte yet anothir lest
To tempte his wyf yet ofter yf he may
Vnnedeles was she
temptid in assay
But
weddid men can no mesure
When that they fynde a pacient creature
Wyf quod this Markis ye haue
herd this
My pepil berith heuy sikirly our mariage
And namely sith my sone I born is
Now it is wors than euer in al our age
The murmur sleth myn herte
and my corage
For to myn
[...]eris comyth the vois so smerte
That it ful nygh
destroid hath myn hert
Now say they thus when walter is agoon
Than shal the
blood of Ianicula succede
And be our
lord for other haue we noon
Suche wordis saith my peple out of drede
Wel oughte I of suche murmur take hede
[Page]For certeinly I drede suche sentence
Though they not pleyne in myn audience
I wolde lyue in pees yf that I mighte
Wherfore I am
disposid ful vttirly
As I his sustir
seruyd be nyght
Right so thinke I to serue hym priuely
This warne I you that ye not sodenly
Out of your self for no wo sholde affraye
Be pacient
and ther of I you pray
I haue quod she
said thus
and euer shal
I wol no
thing in no maner certeyn
But as you list
nothing greuith me at al.
Though that my doughter & my sone be slayn
At your comaundement this is forto sayn
I haue
had no part of children tweyn
But first seeknes
and aftir woo
and pe
[...]n
[...]
Ye been our
lord / doth with your owen
thing
Right as you list axeth no leue of me
For as I lefte at hoom al my clothinge
When I cam first to you right so quod she
Lefte I my wyl
and al my liberte
And took your clothinge wherfore I you pray
Doth your plesaunce I wyl your lust obey
And certis yf I h
[...]dde ony prescien
[...]e
Your wyll to knowe or ye your lust me tolde
I wolde it do withoute negligence
But now I woot your lust
and w
[...]a
[...]
[...]e wolde
Al your plesaunce ferm
and stabil I
[...]ol
[...]e
For wiste I that my deth mighte do you ese
[Page]Right gladly wolde I dye you to please
Deth may not make no maner of comparison
Vnto your loue /
and when this Markis say
The constaunce of his wyf he cast a doun
His yen two
and
wondrid that she may
In pacience suffir al this maner aray
And forth he goth with drery contenaunce
But to his herte it was ful gret plesaunce
This vgle seriaunt in the same wyse
That
[...]r doughter caughte right so he
Or wors yf men can wors deuyse
Hath hent her sone that ful is of beaute
And euer in one so pacient was she
That she no chere of heuynes
But lust hym sone
and aftir gan hym bles
Saue this she prayde hym yf that he mighte
Her litil sone he wolde in the erthe graue
His tendir lymes delicat in sighte
Fro foulis
and fro bestis it to saue
But she non other answer of hym mighte haue
He
[...]ente his wey as he no
thing thoughte
But to boleyne he it tenderly broughte
This Markis
wondred euer lenger the more
Vpon her pacience
and that she
Had not knowe sothly therfore
That parfitly her children
loued she
He wolde haue
wend of som subtilte
And of malice
and for cruel corage
That she hadde
suffrid this with
sad visa
[...]e
[Page]But weel he knew that next hym self cer
[...]eyn
She
louyd her children lest in euery wyse
But now of women wolde I axe ful feyn
Yf thyse assayes myght not suffyse
What coude a sturdy husbonde more deuyse
To preue her
wifhood or her stedfastnes
And he contym
[...]ynge euer in his sturdynes
But ther ben folk of suche maner condicion
And so wilful suche assayes to make
That can not stynte of here entencion
But right as they were boundyn to a stake
They wol not of hir firste purpos slake
Right so this Markis hath fully
purposid
To tempte his wyf as he was first
disposed
He
waytid as yf be
word or contenaunce
That she to hym was
chaungid of corage
But neuer coude he fynde ony variaunce
She was ay in on herte
and in visage
And the ferther that she was in age
The more trewe yf it were possibil
She was to hym
and the more plesibill
For whiche it
semyd thus that of
[...]em two
Ther was but on will for but as walter leste
The same lust was her plesaunce also
And
god
bethankid al fyl for the beste
She shewde weel for non wordly vnreste
A wyf as of her self no
thing ne sholde
Wille in effect but as her
husbond wolde
The slaunder of Walter wonder wyde spradde
[Page]That of cruel herte he ful wickidly
For he a poure woman
weddid hadde
Hath
murdrid bothe his childryn priuely
Suche murmur was
among hem comynly
No wonder is for to the peplis ere
Ther cam no
word but that they
murdrid were
For whiche there as the pepil ther before
Hadde
louid him wel the skandre of his defame
Made hem that hym they
hatid therfore
To be a murdrer is an hateful name
But natheles for ernest or for game
He of his cruel purpos wolde not stynte
To tempte his wyf was al his entent
Wh
[...]n that his doughter .xij. yeer was of age
He in to the court of rome in subtil wyse
Enfourm
[...]d of his wil sente his message
Comaundinge hem suche bullis to deuyse
As to his cruel purpoos may suffise
How that the Pope
bad as for his peplis rest
That he sholde wedde anothir wyf yf he list
I say he
bad he sholde countirfete
The Popis bull is
makyng mencion
That he hath leue his firste wyf forto lete
As by the Popis owen dispensacion
To stynte the rancour of disc
[...]nsion
Betwene his pepil
and hym this
said the bulle
The whiche they haue
publisshed atte fulle
The rude pepil as no wonder ne is
Wende ful w
[...]el that it hadde be right so
[Page]But whan thyse tidyngis cam to Grisildis
I deme that the herte of here was ful woo
But she y lik
sad was euermo
Disposid was this humbyl creature
The aduersite of fortune al to endure
Abidynge euer his lust
and his plesaunce
To whom that she was yeuen herte
and al
As to his verry wordly sufficiaunce
But shortly yf I this story telle shal
This Ma
[...]kis writen hath in special
A lettir in whiche he shewith his entent
And secretly to boleyne he hath it sent
To the erle of Pauye whiche hadde tho
Weddid his suster / prayde hym specially
To brynge hom aycen his children two
In honourable staat al openly
But o
thing he hym prayde entierly
That he no wight though they
did enquere
Sholde not telle whoos children that they were
But say the mayde shal
weddid be
Vnto the Markis of Saluces anon
And as this erle was
prayd so
did he
For atte day set he on his wey is goon
And forth he
rood hastly
and that anoon
Toward Saluce this mayde forto gyde
Here
yong brothir
ridyng be hir syde
Araid was
toward her mariage
This fressh may ful of gemmys cleer
H
[...]r brother whiche .vij. y
[...]er was of age
[Page]
Araid ful fresh in her manere
And thus with gret noblesse
and
glad chere
Toward Saluces
spedyng her iournay
Fro day to day they riden in her way
¶.Quarta pars.
AMong al this aftir his
wicked vsage
This Markis is yet about to tempte more
The vtterest preef of her corage
Fully to haue experience
and lore
Yf she were as stedfast as before
He on a day in open audience
Ful boistously hath
said here this sentence
Certis Gresilde I
had I now of plesaunce
To haue you to my wyf for your goodnes
As for your trouthe
and your obeysaunce
Nat for your lynage ne for your riches
But now knowe I in verry sothfastnes
That in gret lordship yf I me wol auyse
Th
[...]r is gret seruytut in sondry wyse
I may not do as euery plowman may
My p
[...]pyl constreyneth me forto take
Anothir wyf
and cryen day be day
And eke the peplis ran
[...]our forto slake
Concentith it that dar I wel vndertake
And trewly thus much
[...] I wol you say
Myn newe wyf is
comyng be the way
Be
strong of herte & voyde a non her place
And that dower that ye broughte me
Takith it ayen I yeue you leue of my grace
[Page]Retourneth to your fadris hous quod he
No man may alwey haue prosperyte
With euyn herte I rede you to endure
The strook of fortune or of auenture
And she agayn answerde in pacience
My lusty
lord quod she I woot & wiste alwey
How that betwixt your magnificence
And my pouerte no wight can ne may
Make ony comparison it is no nay
I ne helde me neuer digne in no manere
To be your wyf neyther your chamberere
And in this hous there ye me lady made
The high
god take I for witnes
And also wisly he my soule glade
I neuyr helde me lady ne maistres
But humble seruaunt to your worthynes
And euer shal whyle my lif may endure
Abouen euery wordly creature
That ye haue so longe of your benignite
Holde me in high nobles
and honourey
There as I was not worthy forto be
That thanke I
god to whom I prey
Foryelde it you ther is no more to sey
Vnto my fader gladly wol I wende
And with hym duelle to my liuys ende
There as I was
forstrid of a
child ful smal
Tyl I be
ded my lif there wol I lede
A widow cleen in body herte
and al
For seth I yaf to you my maydenhede
[Page]I am your trewe wyf it is no drede
God shilde
[...]uche a lordis wyf to take
Another
husbond or ony man to make
And of your newe wyf
god of his grace
So he graunte you weel
and presperite
For I wol gladly yelde her my plac
[...]
In whiche I was blesful wont to be
For sith it liketh you my
lord quod she
That som tyme were al my hertis reste
That y shal goon I wol go whan ye leste
But there as ye me profre such dowere
As I first broughte it is wel in my mynde
It were my
wre
[...]chid clothis no
thing feir
The whiche to me now were
hard to fynde
O goode
god / how gentil
and how kynde
Ye
semyd by your speche
and your visage
The day that
maad was our mariage
But soth is
said alwey I fynde it trewe
For in effect
ypreuyd it is on me
Loue is not olde as when it is n
[...]we
But certis
lord for non aduersite
To dye in this caas it shal not be
That euer in
word or werk I shal repent
That I you yeue my herte in hool entent
My
lord ye woot that in my fadres place
Ye
did me stripe out of my poure wede
And richely ye me
c
[...]ad of your grace
To you broughte y nought ellis out of drede
But feith nakidnes
and my maydenhede
[Page]
And here ayeen my
clothing I restore
And eke my
weddyng
ryng for euermore
The remenaunt of your iewell is redy th
[...]y be
With ynne your chamber I dar it safly seyn
Nakid out of my fadres hous quod she
I cam
and
nakid muste I turne ayeen
Al your plesaunce folow wolde I feyn
But yet I hope it be not your entent
That I smokles out of your paleis went
Ye coude not do so dishonest a
thyng
That ilke wombe in whiche your children lay
Sholde before the pepyl in my
walkyng
Be seye albare wherfore I you pray
Let me not lik a worm go by the wey
Remembre you myn owen
lord so dere
I was your wyf thogh I vnworthy were
Wherfore in guerdom of my maydenhede
Whiche that I broughte
and not ayen y bere
As vouchesauf as yeue me to my mede
But suche a smok as I was wont to were
That I therwith may wrye the wombe of here
That was your wyf
and here I take my leue
Of you myn owen
lord leest that I you greue
The smok quod he that thou hast vp on thy ba
[...]
Let it be stylle
and bere it forth with the
But wel vnnethe that
word he spak
But wente his wey for routhe
and pyte
Be for the folk her self
striped hath she
And in her smok with foot
and heer al bare
[Page]
Toward her fadris hous is she fare
The folk her folowyn
wepyng in her wey
And fortune euer they
cursid as they goon
But she fro
wepyng kepte her yen dreye
Ne in this tyme
word spak she noon
Her fadir that thyse tidinges herde anon
Cursid the day
and the tyme that nature
Shoop hym to be a lyuys creature
For oute of doute this olde poure man
Was euer suspect of her mariage
For euer he
demyd sith it be gan
That whan the
lord
had
fulfild his corage
He wolde thinke it were a disparage
To his astat so lowe to light
And vo
[...]den her as sone as euer he might
Ayens his doughter hastely goth he
For h
[...] b
[...] noyse of folk knew her comynge
And with her olde cote as it mighte be
He
keuerid her ful soroufully
wepyng
But on her body mighte he it not brynge
For rude was the cloth
and she more of age
Be daies fele than was her mariage
Than with her fader for a certeyn spaas
Duellid this flour of wifly pacience
That neuer by her
word ne by her face
Beforn the folk ne in her absence
Ne shewde she that her was doon offence
Ne of hir high astat no remembraun
[...]e
Ne
had she as by ony maner contenaunce
[Page]No wonder was for in her grete astat
Her gost was euer in pleyn humy
[...]te
No tender mouth ne herte delicaat
No pompe ne semblaunce of rialte
But ful of pacient benignite
Discreet
and prideles
and ay honourabil
And ay to her
husbond meke
and stabil
Men speke of Iob
and most for his humbles
As clerkis whan hem list can wel endite
Namely of men but in sothfastnes
Though clerkis preyse women but alite
Ther can noman in humbles hem aquyte
As woman can ne can be half so trewe
As women ben but it be falle of newe
¶Quinta pars.
ERo Boleyne this erle of Pauye cam
Of whiche the fante
sprong both more & lesse
And in the peplis eris al
and som
Was
told that he a newe Markesse
With hym broughte in suche pomp
[...]
and riches
That neuer was seye with mannys ye
So ryal a sight in al westlumbardye
The Markis whiche that shope & knew al this
Or that this erle was come sente his message
For that sely poure creature the Marquesse
And she with humble herte
and
glad visage
Not with no
swellyng thought in her corage
Cam at his heste
and on her knees her set
And reuerently
and wisly she hym g
[...]et
[Page]Grisilde quod he my wil is ful entierly
This mayden that
weddid shal be to me
Rec
[...]yued be to morow al so rially
As it is possible in my hous to be
And eke that euery wight in his degre
Haue his astaat in sittinge
and in seruise
And hye plesaunce as ye can best deuyse
I haue no woman sufficiaunt certeyn
The chambris forto araye in ordenaunce
Aftir my list
and therfore wolde I fayne
That
[...]h
[...]n were al suche maner of gouernaunce
Thou knowest eek of
old al my plesaunce
Th
[...]ugh thyn aray be badde
and euyl be seye
Do thy deuoyr yet atte the leste w
[...]y
Not only
lord that I am
glad quod she
To do
[...]our lust but I desire also
You first to please
and serue in my degre
Withoute fayntynge
and shal euer mo
Ne for no weel ne for no maner of wo
Ne shal ye gost with in my herte stynte
To loue you best with al my trew entent
[...]
And with that
word she gan the hous to dighte
And tab
[...]is forto sette
and beddis forto make
And
peyned here to do al that she mighte
Prayynge the chamberers for goddis sake
To haste hem
and faste swepe
and shake
And she the m
[...]ste seruisabil of alle
Hath eu
[...]ry chambir
araid
and eke his halle
Aboute the vndryn gan this erle to lighte
[Page]That with him broughte thise nobil child
[...]in twey
For whiche the pepyl ran to se that sight
Of here aray mightily they were beseye
And than
among hem alle they seye
That Waltir was no fool though that hym list
To chaunge his wyf for it was for the best
For she is fairer as they demyn alle
Than is Grisilde
and more tendir of age
And fairer fruyt betwen hem shal falle
And more plesaunce for her high lynage
Her brothir eke so fair of visage
That hem to se the pepyl hath caught plesaunce
Comendynge now the Markis gouernaunce
O sturdy pepyl euer
vnsad
and vntrewe
Ay vndiscreet
and chaungynge as a vane
Here may ye se the peple how newe
Ay ful of clappinge dere ynow a Iane
And changeable be right as the mane
Your dome is fals your constaunce euyl preuyth
A ful gret fool is he that on you leuith
Thus sayden
sad foll
[...] in that cite
When that the pepyl
gadrid vp
and doun
For they were
glad right for the newelte
To haue a newe lady of her toun
Nomore of this now make I mencion
But to Gris
[...]lde ageyn I wil me dres
And telle here constaunce
and her besine
Ful besi was Gresilde in euery
thing
That to the feste was tho appertinent
[Page]Right nought was she
abasshid of her clothinge
Though it were rude
and somdele eke to rent
But with
clad chere to the yate is she went
With other folk to grete the Markeses
And aftir doth forth her besynes
With right
glad chere she his gestis
receyued
And so connyngly eche in his degre
That no defaute noman
perceyuyd
But ay they
wondrid what she might be
That in so poure aray was forto se
And coude suche honoure
and reuerence
And worthyly they preysen her prudence
In al this mene whyle she ne stynt
This mayde
and eek hir brother to comende
With al her herte in ful benigne entent
So well that noman coude her
presing amende
But atte laste when that lordis wende
To sictyn doun to mete he gan to calle
Grisilde as she was besy in the halle
Grisilde quod he as it were in his pley
How likith the my wyf
and her beaute
Right well my
lord quod she for in
good fey
A fairer saw I neuer than is she
I prey to
god yeue her
good prosperyte
And so hope I he wil to you sende
Plesaunce ynow vnto your liues ende
O
thing y beseche you
and warne also
That ye not prik with no turmentrye
This tendir mayde as ye haue do mo
[Page]For she is
sostrid in her norisshinge
More tenderly
and to my supposinge
She coude not aduersite wel endure
As coude a poure
fostrid creature
And whan this walter saw her pacience
Her
glad chere
and no malice at al
And he so ofte hadde do to her offence
And she ay constant
and
sad as a wal
Contynuynge euer here Innocence ouer al
This sturdy Markis gan his herte dresse
To rewe vp on her wifly stedfastnes
This is ynow Grisilde myn quod he
Be now nomore agast ne euyl a
payd
I haue thy feith
and thy benignite
As wel as euer woman was a
said
In gret astat or pouerly
araid
Now knowe I dere wyf thy stedfastnes
And here in armys took
and gan her kysse
And she for wonder took of hym no kep
[...]
She herde not what
thing be to her sayde
She
farid as she hadde stert out of her slep
[...]
Til she out of hir masidnes abreyde
Grisilde quod he be
god that for vs deyde
Thow art my wyf non other I haue
Ne neuer I hadde as
god my soule saue
This is thy doughter whiche thou hast
supposid
To be my wyf that othir feithfully
Shal be myn heir as I haue
disposid
Thou baar hym in thy body ful trewly
[Page]At boleyne haue I kept hem priuely
Take hem ayeen for now maist thou nat sey
That thou hast lorn none of thy childryn twey
And folk that othir wyse haue
sayd by me
I warne hem wel that I haue don this dede
For no malice ne for no cruelte
But forto assay in the thy womanhede
And nat to sle my childryn
god forbede
But forto kepe hem priuely
and stille
Til I thy purpos knew
and al thy wylle
When she this herde in swonnyng doun she fallith
For pitous ioye
and aftir her
swonnyng
She to her bothe here yonge childryn callith
And in her armys ful petously wepynge
Enbraced hem
and tenderly kissinge
Ful lik amodir with salt teris
She badith bothe her visage
and her eris
O whiche a pitous
thing it was to se
Her swonn
[...]nge
and her pitous vois to here
Graunt mercy lorde /
god thanke it you
qd she
That ye haue
saued me my childryn dere
Now recke I neuyr to be
ded euyn here
Sith y stonde in your loue
and in your grace
No doute of deth ne whan my spirit pace
O tender o dere o yonge childryn myn
Your woful moder w
[...]de ful stedfastly
That cruel houndis or som foul venym
Hadde etyn you but
god of his mercy
And your benigne fader so tenderly
[Page]Hath done you kepe
and in that same stounde
Al sodenly she swapt doun to g
[...]ounde
And in her swoune so sadly holdith she
Her childryn two whan she gan h
[...]m brace
That with greet sleyghte
and greet difficulte
The childryn from here arm gon they race
O many a tere of many a pitous face
Doun ran of hem that stodyn there beside
Vnnethe aboute here mighte they abyde
Walter her gladith
and her sorow slakith
She risith vp
and basshith from her traunce
And euery wight her ioye
and feste makith
Til she hath caught ayeen her contenaunce
Walter doth her so feithful plesaunce
That it was deynte to se the chere
Betwene hem two syn they be met in fere
Thyse ladyes whan they her tyme sey
Haue takyn here
and in to chambir anon
And stripen here out of her rude aray
And in a cloth of
gold that bright shoon
With a croune o
[...]
[...]any a riche stoon
Vp on her
hed in to the halle they brought
And there she was
honoured as she ought
Thus hath this pitous day a blisful ende
For euery man
and woman doth his might
This day in mirthe
and reuel to spende
Til on the welkyn shoon the ste
[...]ys light
For more solempnyte in euery mannys sight
This
[...]este was
and of gretter costage
[Page]Than was the reuel of hir mariage
Ful many a yeer in high prosperite
Lyuen thyse two in concorde
and in reste
And richely his doughter
maried he
Vnto a
lord on of the worthiest
Of al Itail
and than in pees
and reste
His wyuys fader in his court he kepith
Til the soule out of the body crepith
His sone succedith in his heritage
In reste
and pees aftir his fadris day
And fortunat was eke in mariage
Al put he nat his wyf in gret assaye
This worlde is not so
strong it is no nay
As it hath been in olde tymes yore
And h
[...]rkith what this auctor saith therfore
This stor
[...] is
said nat for that wyuys sholde
Folow Grisilde as in high humylyte
For it were importabil though they wolde
But f
[...]r that euery wight in his degre
Sholde be constant in al aduersite
As was Grisilde wh
[...]rfore Petrark writith
This story whiche with high stile enditith
For sith a woman w
[...]s so pacient
Vnto a mortal man wel more we oughte
Receyuen al in
good that
god vs sent
For gret skillis I preue that he wrought
But he ne
temptid noman that he bought
As saith saint Iame yf ye his pistil rede
He preuyth folk but a day it is no drede
[Page]
And suffrith vs as for our excercise
With sharpe scorgis
and aduersite
Ful ofte to be bete in sondry wyse
Nat forto knowe our wil but certis he
Er we were born knew al our freelte
And for our beste is al his gouernaunce
Lete vs lyue than in vertuous suffraunce
But o
word harkenyth lordingis or I go
It were ful
hard to fynde now a days
Grisildis in al a contre on or two
For yf they were put to suche assayes
The
gold of hem hath so badde a layes
With bras for though it be fair at ye
It wolde rathir breste on two than plye
For whiche here for the wyuys loue of Bathe
Whoos lyf
and secte mighty
god mayntene
In high maistrie or ellis were it s
[...]athe
I wol with lusty herte fresh
and grene
Sey you a
song to glade you I w
[...]e
And leet vs stynte of ernest matere
Herkeneth my
song that saith in this man
[...]re
GRisilde is
ded
and eek her pacience
And bothe at onys
buried in Itayle
For whiche I crye in open audience
No
weddid man so hardy be to assayle
His wyuys pacience in trust to fynde
Grisildis for certeyn he shal fayle
O nobil wyuys ful of prudence
Leet non humylite your tungis nayle
[Page]Ne lete no clerk
[...]oue c
[...]use or diligence
To wryte of you a story of suche meruay
[...]
As of Grisilde pacient
and kynde
Lest cheuache you swalow in entrail
Felowith e
[...]ro that holdith no silence
But euyr answeringe atte countirtayl
Be nat a
daffid for your Innocence
But sharply take on you the gouernayl
Enpryntith wel that lesson in your mynde
For comyn profit seith it may auaylle
Ye archewyuys stondith at defence
Syn ye be stronge as is a gret Camaylle
Ne suffre not that men do you offence
But sklender wyuys as febil in batayll
Beth
[...]gre as a tigre is / fer in ynde
Ay clappinge as a mylle I you counsayl
Ne dredith hem not do hem no reuerence
For though thy
husbond
armed be in mayl
Thy wordis of thy
crabbed eloquence
Shal perse his brest
and eke his auentayl
In Ielousie I rede eke that thou hym bynde
And thou shalt make hym cowche as a quayl
Yf thou be fair there folk been in presence
Shew thou thy visage
and thyn apparaylle
Yf thou be foul be fre of thy despence
To gete the frendis ay do thy trauaylle
Be ay of chere as light as leef on lynde
And leet hym care wepe wrynge
and wayl
Verba hospitis.
[Page]THis worthy clerk whan
endid was his tale
Our oste sayde
and swoor be cockis bonys
Me were leuer than a barel of ale
My wyf hadde
herd this legende onys
This is a gentil tale for the nonys
As to my purpos wyste ye my wil
But
thing that wil not be let it be styll
Here endith the tale of the clerk of Oxenforde
And begynneth the Frankeleynes
prolog.
THese olde gentil britons in her da
[...]es
Of diuers auctours maden her layes
Rymed first in her owen briton tunge
Suche layes with her instrumentis they sunge
Or ellis reddyn hem for her plesaunce
And on of hem haue I in remembraunce
Whiche I shal say with as
good wil as I can
Bert sires be cause I am a borel man
At my begynnynge first I you beseche
Haue me
excusid of my rude speche
I
lernyd neuer rethorik in certayn
Thing that I speke muste be bare
and pleyn
I slepte neuer in the mount of ꝑnaso
Ne
lerned Mara
[...]s Tullius ne Cit
[...]ero
Colowris knowe I noon withouten drede
But suche colouris as growen in the mede
Or ellis suche as men dien or peynte
Colours of rethorik be to me queynte
My spirit felith in no suche matere
But
and ye list my tale shul ye here
[Page]¶Here endith the Frankeleyns
prolog ¶
And here begynneth his tale.
IN armorik that
callid
[...]is Britayne
Ther was a knight þ
• louid & dede his payne
To serue ladyes in his beste wyse
And many a labour
and meny a gret empryse
He for his lady wrought or she was wonne
For she was on the fairest vnder sonne
And eke therto comyn of high kynrede
That wel vnnethe durste the knyght for drede
Telle here his wo or peyne or disires
But a
[...]te last she for his worthynes
And namely for his meke obeyssaunce
Hath suche appetit caught of his penaunce
That she priu
[...]ly fil of his accorde
To take hym for hir
husbond
and for hir lorde
Of suche lordship as men haue ouyr hir wyuys
And forto lede in the more blisse her lyuys
Of his fre wil he swoor her as he was a knyght
That neuer in al his lyf by day ne by nyght
Ne sholde of hym take no maistrie
Ag
[...]yns h
[...]r wil ne kithe her Ielousie
But her obeye
and fo
[...]owe her wil in al
As ony louer to his lady shal
Saue the name of souereynte
That wolde he haue for shame of his degre
She thankith hym of his humb
[...]enesse
She say
[...]e sire of your gentilnesse
Ye proser me to haue so large a reyne
[Page]Ne wolde
god neuer betwix vs tweyne
As in my gilt were othir werre or strif
Sire I wil be your humble trewe wyf
Haue here my trouthe til my herte brest
Thus ben they bothe in quyete
and in rest
For o
thyng sires sauely dar I say
That frendis eueriche other muste obeye
In loue
and forbere eche other nedely
Yf they wil lyue in pees
and
hold companye
When maistrie is come the
god of loue anon
Betith her wyngis
and fare wel it is goon
Loue is a
thing as ony thought fre
For women of kynde desiren liberte
And nat to be
constreyned as a thrall
And so doth men yf I the sothe telle shal
Loke who is most pacient in loue
He is at his auauntage al a boue
Pacience is an high vertu certeyn
For it venquyssheth as clerkis sayn
Thingis that rigour shal neuer atteyne
For euery
word men may not chide or p
[...]yne
Lernyth to suffre or ellis so mot I goon
Ye shal it lerne wh
[...]thir ye wil or noon
For in this worlde certeyn no wight is
That he ne doth or saith somtyme amys
I
[...]e siknes or constillacioun
Wyne woo or c
[...]aung
[...]nge of complexioun
Causith ful ofte to do amys or spekyn
On euery
wrong aman may not be wrekyn
[Page]Af
[...]ir the tyme muste be temperance
To euery wight that can of gouernaunce
And therfore hath this wyse worthy knyght
To lyuyn in her suffraunce hir behight
And she to hym ful willy gan swere
That neuer sholde be defaute in here
Here men may se in humble wyse acorde
Thus hath she take her seruaunt
and her
lord
Seruaunt in loue
and in mariage
Than was he bothe in lordship
and in seruage
Seruage nay but in lordship aboue
Sithe he hath bothe his lady
and his loue
His lady certis
and his wyf also
The whiche lawe
and loue accordith therto
And when he was in his prosperite
Home with his wyf he goth to his contre
Not fer
[...]ro Padmak his
dwellyng was
Where as he lyuyth in blis
and in solas
Who coude telle but he that
weddid
had be
The ioye the ese
and the prosperite
That is betwix an
husbond
and his wyf
A yeer or more lestith this blisful lyf
Til that this knyght of whiche I spak thus
That of kynrede was
clepid Arueragus
Shoop hym to goon & duelle a yeer or twayne
In
Engelond that
clepid was Britayne
To seke in armys worship
and honour
For al his lust he sette in such labour
And
duellid there two yeer the book saith thus
[Page]Now wol I stynte of this Arueragus
And speke I wol of dorigene his wyf
That
louyd her
husbond as her lyf
For his absence wepith she
and sikith
As doon thyse gode wyuys when h
[...]m likith
She morneth wakith waylith & pleynyth
Desire of his presence so her distreyneth
That al this wyde worlde she set at nought
Her frendis that knew hir they thought
Here to comforte in al that euer they may
They prechyn here they techen here nyght
and day
That causeles she sleth her self allas
And euery comfort possible in that caas
They do to here
and al her besines
To auoyde her sorow
and her heuynes
Men mowe so longe graue in a stoon
Be processe as ye knowen euerichon
Til som figure ther ynne
pryntid be
So longe haue they
conforted here tyl she
Receyued hath by hope
and by reson
The enpryntinge of her consolacion
Thorow whiche her sorow began to aswage
She may not alwey duryn in suche arage
And eke Arueragus in al this care
Hath sent her lectris hom of his welfare
And that he wol come hastely agayn
Or ellis hadde this sorow
[...]er hert slayn
And thus they her sorowes fo
[...] to slake
Prayde her on their knees for goddis sake
[Page]To come
and Rome her in company
Awey to dryuen her derk fantesie
And finally she
grauntid that request
For wel she saw it was for the best
Now
stood her castel faste by the se
And ofte with her frendis
walkid she
Here forto disporte vpon the bank only
Where she many shippis
and bargis sy
Sayling her cours where hem list to go
But yet was that a parcel of her wo
For to her self ful ofte allas
sayd she
Is ther no ship so many as I se
Wolde brynge hoom my
lord than were my hert
Al
warisshid of his bittir peynys smert
Anothir tyme she wolde sitte
and thinke
And caste her yen
dounward from the brynke
But whan she saw the grisly rockis blake
For verry feer wolde her herte quake
That on her feet she mighte not sustene
Than wolde she sit doun vp on the grene
And pitously on the see with sighes olde
And saith right thus with herte
cold
Eterne
god that thorow thy purueaunce
Ledist the worlde by certeyn gouernaunce
In ydil as ye say ye no think make
But
lord this grisly rockis blake
That sownen
rather[?] vnto foul confusion
Of wreke than to ony maner creacion
Of suche parfit
god wyse
and stabil
[Page]Why haue ye wrought this work vnresonab
[...]l
For by this werke North south west ne est
Ther nys y
[...]ostrid man
brid ne best
It doth no
good to my wit but annoieth
Se ye not lorde how mankynde it destroieth
An
hundrid
thousand bodyes of mankynde
Haue rockis slayn al though they be not in mynde
Syn mankynde is so fair a part of thy werk
Thou it
maad first lik to thyn owen merk
Than semyth it ye haue do a gret charite
Toward mankynde how mighte it than be
That ye suche menys make it to destroien
Suche menes do no
good but annoien
I woot wel clerkis wol say as hem list
Be argumentis that al is for the best
Though I ne can the causis wel knowe
But that
god that made the
wynd to blowe
As kepe my
lord this is my conclusion
To clerkis lete I al disputacion
But wolde
god that alle thyse rockis blake
Were sonkyn in to helle for his sake
Thyse rockis sle my herte for feer
Thus wolde she say with many a pitous teer
Here frendis sawe that it was no disport
To romyn be the see but discomforte
And shapen forto pley somwhere ellis
They ledyn here by reueris
and by wellis
And in other places dilectablis
They daunsyn
and pleyn acte ches &
[...] tablis
[Page]So on a day right on the morow tide
Vnto a gardyn that was there beside
In whiche that they
had made her ordynaunce
Of vitayl
and of oth
[...]r purueaun
[...]e
They goon
and pleyn
[...]em al the longe day
And this was in the sixte morow of May
Whiche may hath
peintid with her soft showris
This gardyn ful of leuys
and of flouris
And craft of mannys
hond so coriously
Araid hath this gardyn trewly
That neuer was ther gardyn of suche pris
But yf it were the verry paradise
The odour of flouris
and the fressh sighte
Wo
[...]de haue
maad ony herte lighte
That euer was born but yf gret siknes
Or to greet sorow
held it in distres
So ful it was of be
[...]ute with plesaunce
Anon aftir dyner gonne they daun
[...]
And
song also saue dorigene alone
Whiche made alwey her compleynt & hir mone
For she ne saw hym i
[...] the daunce go
That was her
husbond
and her loue also
But natheles she must her tyme abyde
And with
good hope lete her sorowis slyde
Vp on this daunce
among other men
Daunsid a squier befor dorigene
That fressher was
and Iolier of assay
As to my dome than is the monthe of May
He singith daunsith
passing ony other ma
[...]
[Page]That is or was syn the worlde began
Therwith he was yf men sholde hym discryue
On of the beste
faryng men on lyue
Yong
strong vertuous
and wyse
And wel
belouyd
and holdyn in gret price
And shortly yf I the soth telle shall
Vnwytyng of this Dorigene at al
This lusty squier seruaunt to venus
Whiche that
clepid was Aurelius
He
louyd her best of ony creature
Two yeer or more as was his auenture
But neuer durste he telle here his greuaunce
Withoute the cup drank he al his penaunce
He was
despeyr
[...]d no
thing durste he sey
Saue in his songis somdele wolde he wrey
This was in general his compleynynge
He
said he
louyd
and
belouyd no
thing
Of suche mater made he many layis
Songis compleyntis rondels virayls
How that he durste not his sorow telle
But
languyng as fier doth in helle
And dye he sayde he muste as
did Ekko
For Narcrisus that durst not telle his wo
In other maner th
[...]n ye here now say
Ne durste he not his wo to hir bewray
Saue ꝑauenture at festes
and daunsis
There yonge
[...]olk kepyn her obseruaunci
[...]
It may weel ben he
lokid in her face
In suche a wyse as m
[...]n that axen grace
[Page]But no
thing wiste she of his entent
Natheles it
happid or they thens went
Be cause that he was her neyghebour
And was a man of worship
and honour
And hadde knowen hym of tymes yore
They fallen in speche
and so more
and more
In to his purpos drew Aurilius
And whan he saw his tyme he
said thus
Madame quod he by
god that this worlde made
So that I wiste I mighte your herte glade
I wolde that day that your Arueragus
Went ouer the se that I Aurelius
Had gone there I sholde neuer come ayeen
For wel I woot my seruise is in veyn
My guerdom is but
brestyng of myn herte
Madame rewe on my peynys smerte
Here at your feet
god wolde I were begraue
For as wisly as
god my sowle saue
I ne haue as now no more leyser to seye
Haue mercy swete or ye wol do me deye
She gan to loke vp on this Aurelius
Is this your wil quod she
and say ye thus
Neuer yet quod she wist I what ye ment
Ne neuer vnderstode I your entent
By that
god that yaf me soule
and lif
Ne shal I neuer be vntrew wif
In
word ne in werk as fer as I haue wyt
I wil be his to whom I am knyt
Take this for fynal answer as of me
[Page]But aftir than in pley thus
said she
Aurely
said she be high
god aboue
Yet wol I graunte to be your loue
Syn I se you so pitously compleyne
Loke what day fro
Englond to britaigne
Ye remeue al the rockis stoon be stoon
That they ne lette ship ne boot to goon
I say whan ye haue made this coste so clene
Of rockis that ther is no stoon I seen
Than wol I loue you best of ony man
Haue here my trouthe in al that euer I can
For I woot that it shal neuer betyde
Let suche folye out of your herte a slyde
What deynte sholde a man haue in his lyf
Forto go loue anothir mannys wyf
And her
had when so that hym likith
Aurilius ful sore ofte he s
[...]kith
Is ther none other grace in you quod he
No by that
lord that made me
Wo was Aurily whan he this herde
And with a sorowful herte he thus answerde
Madame quod he this were impossibil
Than muste I dye in sodeyn deth hor
[...]bil
And with that
word he
turned hym anon
Tho com her other frendes many on
And in the aleyes romedyn vp an doun
And no
thing wistyn of this conclusion
And sodenly begonnen reuel newe
Til the bright sonne lost his hewe
[Page]For the occident hadde re
[...]t the sonne her light
This is as muche to say as it was nyght
And hoom they goon in ioye
and solas
Saue only
wre
[...]chid Aurilius allas
He to his hous is go
[...]n with sorowful hert
He saith that he ne may from his deth astert
He saith that he felith his herte
cold
Vnto heuyn his hondis he gan holde
And on his knees hare he set hym doun
And in rauynge
said this orison
Fer v
[...]ry woo out of his wit he brayde
He nyste what he spak but thus he sayde
With pitous herte his pleynt hath begonne
And his prayer made first to the sonne
He
said Appollo
god
and gouernour
Of euery planet herbe tre
and flour
That yeuyst aftir thy declinacion
To eche of hem his tyme
and his seson
And thyn her
[...]orow chaungith lowe
and hye
Therfore my
lord cast ye your ye
On
wre
[...]chid Aurily whiche am but lorn
Lo
lord my lady hath my deth sworn
Withouten ony gilt but thy benignite
Vp on my dedly herte haue som pyte
But wel I woot Phebus yf ye list
Ye may me helpe saue my lady best
Now vouchauf that I may you deuyse
How that I may be holpen
and in what wyse
Your blisful sustir Lucyna the shene
[Page]That of the see clif goddesse is
and quene
Though Neptumis haue deyte in the see
Yet Emperesse aboue hym is she
Ye know wel
lord / right as her desire
Is to be
quyckened
and
lightnyd of your fyre
For which she folowith you ful bes
[...]ly
Right so the see desirith naturelly
To folow her
and she that is goddes
Bothe in the s
[...]e
and ryuers more
and les
Wherfore
lord Phebus this is my request
Do this mirakil or do myn herte brest
That thou next at this opposicion
With ynne whiche signe shal be the lioun
As praieth her so greet a
flood to brynge
That fyue fadom at the leest it ouer spring
[...]
The hiest rok that is in al Bretayne
And leet this
flood endure yeris tweyne
Than certis to my lady may I sey
Holdith your hest the rokkis be awey
Lord Phebus this mirakil do for me
Pray here that she go no faster cours than ye
I say thus pray your sust
[...]r that she go
No fastir cours than y
[...] in y
[...]i
[...] two
Than shal she
[...]e at euene ful alway
And springe
flood laste bothe nyght
and day
And but ye v
[...]uchesauf in suche manere
To graunte me my souereyn lady de
[...]e
Pray her to synke euery
[...]k a doun
Into helle her owen derk mansioun
[Page]Vnder the grounde there Pluto duellith yn
Or neuer shal I my lady wyn
Thy tempil in delphose wol I seke
Lord Phebus se the teris on my cheke
And of my payne haue som compassion
And with that
word in swonnynge he fil adoun
And longe tyme he lay in a traunce
His brothir whiche knew his penaunce
Vp caught hym
and to bedde hath hym brought
Dispeiryd in this turment & in this thought
Lete I this woful creature ly
Chese he whethir he wol lyue or dy
Arueragus with hele
and honour
As he that was of cheualrye the flour
Is comyn hoom
and othir worthy men
A blisful herte hath now dorigen
That hast thy blisful
husbond in thyn armys
The fresh kn
[...]ght the worthy man of armys
That louith the as his owen hertis lyf
No
thing list he to be ymaginatyf
If ony wight hadde spoke whylis he was oute
To her of loue ther of hadde he no doute
He not entendith to suche matere
But daunsith iustith
and makith
good cheer
And thus in ioye
and blis I lete hem duelle
And of the sik Aurilius wol I telle
In langour
and in turment furious
Two yeer
and more lay this Aurilius
Or ony foot he mighte on erthe goon
[Page]Comfort in this tyme hadde he noon
Saue his brothir whiche was a clerk
He knew al this woo
and al this werk
For to noon other creature certeyn
Of this mater he durste no
word sayn
Vnder his brest he bare it more secree
Than euer
did Phamphilus or Galathe
His brest was hool withoute forto seen
But in his hert ay was the arow keen
And weel I knowe of Surgeture
In surgerye ful perleus is the cure
But men mighte touche the arow or com therby
His brother wepith
and waylith priuely
Tyl atte laste hym fyl in remembraunce
That whylis he was at Orliaunce in Fraunce
As yonge clerkis that been likorous
To redyn artis that been curious
Sekyn in euery halke
and euery herne
Particuler science forto lerne
He hym
remembrid that vp on a day
In orliaunce in a book that he say
Of magik naturel with his felow
That was that tyme a bachel
[...]r of lawe
Al were he there to lerne another craft
Had priuely vp on his deslie laft
Suche a book as spak moche of operacions
And of many dyuers coniuracions
That longen to the mone
and suche foly
As in our dayes is not worth a flye
[Page]For holy chirche saith in our beleue
Ne suffrith not illusion vs to greue
And whan this book was in remembraunce
Anon for ioye his herte gan to daunce
And to hym self he sayde priuely
My brothir
warisshed shal be hastely
For I am siker ther be sciences
Be whiche men make diuers apparencis
Whiche alle thyse subtil tregetouris pley
For ofte at festis haue I
herd seye
That tregetouris withynne an halle large
Haue made come in watir in a barge
And in the halle rowen vp an doun
Som tyme hath
semed come a greet lioun
And som tyme flouris
spryngyng in a mede
Som tyme wyne
and grapis whyte
and rede
Som tyme a Castel of lyme
and stone
And when he likith it voidith anon
Thus semyth it to many a mannys sight
Now than conclude I thus yf I mighte
At orliaunce som
old felow fynde
That hadde the monys mansions in mynde
Or othir magik naturel aboue
He sholde wel make my brother haue his loue
For whiche apparence a clerk may make
To mannys sight that al the rockis blake
Of Brita
[...]ne were
voydid euerichoon
And shippis be the br
[...]nkis comyn
and goon
And in such
[...] fourme endure a woke or two
[Page]Than were my brothir
warisshid of his wo
Than muste she nedis holde her beheste
Or ellis he shal shame her at the leste
What sholde I make a lenger tale of this
Vnto his brotheris
bed I come he is
And suche comfort he yaf hym forto goon
To Orliaunce that he vp stert anoon
And on his wey than
onward is he fare
In hope forto be
lissid of his care
When they were come almost to that ci
[...]e
But yf it were a two
forlong or thre
A
yong clerk romynge hym self they meite
Whiche that in latyn thriftely hem grette
And aftir he sayde a wonder
thing
I knowe quod he the cause of your comynge
And er they further ony foot wente
He tolde hem al what was here entent
This britoun clerk hym
axid of felawys
The whiche he
had knowen in
old dayes
And he
answerid hem that they
ded were
For whiche he wepte ful meny a tere
Doun of his hors Aurilius light anon
And with this magicien forth he gan goon
Hoom to his hous
and made hym wel at ese
Hym
lackid no vitayl that hem mighte plese
So wel
araid hous as there was oon
Aurilius in his lyf saw neuer noon
He shewde hym or he wente to Sopere
Forestis Parkis ful of wylde dere
[Page]There saw he hertis with her hornys hye
The grectist that were euer seye with ye
He saw of hem an
hundrid sleyn with houndis
And some of arowes blede
and bitter woundis
He saw where
woundid were thyse wilde deer
The faucons vp on a fair ryuer
That with her beckis gan herons sleyn
To sy he knyghtis iustynge in a pleyn
And aftir this he
did hym suche plesaunce
That
[...]e hym shewde his lady in a daunce
In whiche hym self
daunsed as hym thoughte
And when this maister þ
• this magik wroughte
Saw it was tyme he
clappid his hondis to
And farewel our reuel was al y do
He
rem
[...]ued neuer out of his hous
Whyle they saw all this meruayllous
But in his stody there as his bokis be
They sittyn stille while they saw this they thre
To hym this maistir
callid his squier
And sayde hym thus is redy our soper
Almost an hour it is I vndertake
Syn I you
bad our soper for to make
When that thyse worthy men wente with m
[...]
In to my stody there as my bokis be
Sire quod the squier whan it likith yow
It is al redy though ye wil right now
Go we sope quod he
[...]t is for the beste
Thyse armorous folk sumtyme moste haue reste
And aftir soper fyl they in trete
[Page]What sum̄e sholde the maistris guerdom be
To remeue alle the rockis in Britaigne
And eek from geronde to the mouth of sayne
He made hym straunge he swoor so
god hym saue
Lesse than a
thousand
pound he wolde not haue
Ne gladly for that sum̄e he nolde not goon
Aurilius with blisful herte anon
Saith thus fy on a
thousand
pound
The wyde worlde whiche men say is rounde
I wolde it yeue yf I w
[...]re
lord of it
This bargayn is ful dryue
and ful knyt
Ye shul be
paid trewly be my trouthe
But lokith now for noon negligence ne slouthe
Ye tarye vs here no lenger than to morow
Nay quod the clerk haue here my feith to borow
To bedde he goth Aurilius whan hym lest
And wel nygh al that nyght he hadde rest
What for his bargayn
and for his hope of blisse
His woful herte of penaunce hadde a lisse
Vp on the morow whan it was day
To Britayne took they the righte way
Aurilius
and this Magicien hym beside
And he
descended there they wol abyde
And this was as the book doth remembre
The
cold frosty seson of decembre
Phebus hewe
w
[...]xid was lik latoun
That a fore in his hoot declinacioun
Shone as the
buruyd
gold with stremy
[...] bright
But thenne in Capricorne adoun he light
[Page]Ther
[...] as he shone ful p
[...]al I dar wel sayn
The bittir frostis with the slit of rayn
Destroid h
[...]th the grene in euery
yerd
Iamis s
[...]t by the fyre with dowbyl berde
And drynketh of his bugil horn the wyne
And aftir this ale bothe
good
and fyn
And nowel cryeth euery lusty man
Aurilius doth al that he can
To wayte a tyme of his conclusion
This is to say to make illusion
Be suche apparent Iogelrye
I can no termys of astrologie
They shewde that euery wight sholde we
[...] & say
That of Britayne the rockis were away
Or ellis they were sonkyn vnder the grounde
So at the laste he hath his tyme y founde
To make his Ia
[...]e
and his wre
[...]chidnes
Of suche a supersticion of cursidnes
His tab
[...]is tolentanes forth he brought
Ful weel
correctid it
lackid nought
Neythir his colet ne his expan
[...]s yeris
Ne his rotis ne his oth
[...] geris
And by his centris
and his argumentis
And his proporcinel contentis
For his equacions in euery
thing
And by his eygth sp
[...]ere in his
workyng
He knew ful we
[...]l how fer anath was sowe
Fro the
hed of that fixe ari
[...]s bowe
That in the .iij. spe
[...]e
considerid is
[Page]Ful subtilly he
calked al this
Whan he hadde his firste mansion̄
He knew the remenaunt by proporcion̄
And knew the risinge of the mone well
And in whos face
and signe eueridell
And knew wel the monys mansion̄
Attendant vnto his operac
[...]on̄
And he knew also wel his other obseruauncis
For suche illusions
and suche myschauncis
As hethen folk vseden in tho dayes
For sothe no lenger makith he delayes
But thorow his magik a woke or tweye
It
semyd that al the rockis were a weye
Aurilius yet whiche that
despeyrid is
Wher he shal haue her loue or fare amys
And waytith nyght
and day on this mirakil
And when he knew ther was non obstakil
That
v
[...]idid were the rockis echon
Doun to his maistris feet he fyl anon
And sayde I woful
wre
[...]ched Aurilius
Thanke you
l
[...]rd
and my lady venus
That me haue holpe fro m
[...] caris colde
And to the tempil his wey hath he holde
Where as he knew he sholde his lady se
And when he saw his tyme anon right he
With dredful herte
and humbil chere
Salewid hath his souereyn lady dere
My right lady quod this woful man
Whom y most drede
and loue as I
[...]st ca
[...]
[Page]
And lothest were in al this worlde displese
Nere it for you I haue suche disese
That I moot dye here at your foot anon
Nought wolde I telle you me is wo begoon
But certis or I muste dye or pleyne
Ye sle me giltles for verry peyne
But of my deth ye haue no routhe
Thinkith now vp on your trouthe
And repente you for that
god aboue
Or ye me sle by
[...]use that I you loue
For Madame wel ye woot what ye haue hight
Not that I chalange ony
thing of right
Of you my souereyn lady but of your grace
But in the gardyn yonder in suche a place
Ye witen right weel what ye behetyn me
And in myn
hond there your trouthe plight ye
To loue me best /
god woot ye sayde so
Al be it that vnworthy I be therto
Madame I speke for the honour of you
More than forto saue my hertis lif right now
I haue ydo as ye
comaunded me
And yf ye vou
[...]hesauf ye mowe se
Sith as you
[...]st haue your hest in mynde
For quyck or
ded trewe shul ye me fynde
In you lith to do me lyue or deye
But wel I woot the rock
[...]s been aweye
He takith his l
[...]ue
and she a
stoned
stood
In al her face nas o drope of
blood
She wen
[...]e neuer to come in suche a trappe
[Page]Allas quod she that euer this sholde happe
For wende I neuer be possibilite
That suche a meruayl mighte be
That is ayens the proces of nature
And hoom she goth a sorouful creature
For ferry feer vnnethe might she go
She wepith
and waylith a day or two
And swownyth that
[...]owthe was to se
But why it was vnto noman tolde she
For out of towne was goon A
[...]ueragus
But to her self she spak
and sayde thus
With face paal
and sorouful chere
In her compleynt as ye shul aftir here
Allas quod she on the fortune I pleyne
That vnwaar
wrappid hast me in thy cheyne
Fro whiche to scape knowe I no so
[...]our
Saue only deth or to grete dishonour
One of thyse two behouyth me to chese
But natheles yet haue I leuyr lese
My lyf than of my body haue a shame
Or knowe my self fals or lese my name
And with my deth I may be quyt Iwis
Hath ther nat many an nobil wyf or this
And meny a mayde s
[...]eyn her self allas
Rathir than with her body done trespaas
Yes certes thyse story
[...] berith witnes
When .xxx. tiraun
[...] ful of cursidnes
Hadde sleyn cruelly Fidon atte feste
They
comaundid his doughtris forto a
[...]este
[Page]
And brynge hem f
[...]rth in despit
Al
nakid to fulfille her delit
And on her fadres
blood made hem daun
[...]e
Vp on the pament
god yeue hem myschaunce
For whiche the woful maydens ful of drede
Rathir than they wolde lese her maydenhede
They been priuely stert in to a welle
And dreynt hem self as the bokis telle
They of m
[...]ten leten enquire
and seke
Of lacedomy fifty maydens eke
On whiche they wolden a done her lecherye
But was ther non of al that company
That she nas sleyn & that with
glad entent
C
[...]es rather to dye than to assent
To be
oppressid of her maydenhede
Why sholde I thanne to dye be in drede
Lo eke the tiraunt Aristoclides
That
louyd a mayde highte Stymphalides
When her fader sleyn was on a nyght
Vnto dianes goth she right
And hente the ymage in her hondis two
From whiche ymage wolde she not go
No wight the hondis of here myghte arace
Til she was sleyn right in the place
Now sith that maydens hadde suche despit
To been
[...]ispoylid with mannys delit
Wel oughte a wyf rath
[...]r her self to sle
Than be
defoylid as thinkith me
What shal I say of Hasdr
[...]aldis wyf
[Page]That at Cartage bereft her self h
[...]r lyf
When that she saw the romayns wyn the toun
She took her childryn alle &
skipped a doun
In to the fyre
and chaas rather to dye
Than ony romayn
did her vilony
[...]
Hath not Lucrece slayn her self allas
At rome for she
oppressid was
Of Tarquyne for her thoughte it was a shame
To lyue whan she
had lost her name
The .vij. maydens of Millesses also
Haue sleyn hem self for verey drede
and woo
Nather than the folk of Galele sholde hem oppresse
Mo than a
thousand storyes y gesse
Coude I telle as
touching this matere
When Hellerada was sleyn his wyf so dere
Her self slough
and leet her
blood to glide
In hellaradas o
[...]en woundis wyde
And sayde my body acte leste wey
Ther shal no wight defoylle it yf I may
What shal I of hem mo ensamplis sayn
But so many haue hem self slayn
Wel rathir than they wolde
defoulid be
I wol conclude that is the beste for me
To sle my self than be
defoulid thus
I wol be trewe vnto Arueragus
Or ellis sle my self in som manere
Right as dide demecions doughter dere
Be cause she ne wolde
defouled be
Of Ocedasus it is ful greet pite
[Page]To rede how thy doughtris deyde allas
That slough her self in suche a maner was
As gret pite it was or wel more
The Theban mayden that for Nichamore
Her self slough right for suche maner woo
And another Theban mayden right so
For one of Macedone
had her ouyr
pressid
She with her deth her maydenhede
redressid
What shal I sayn of Maceratis wyf
That for suche a caas beraft her self her lyf
How trewe eek was also Alcebades
That for his loue to dien rathir chees
Than forto suffre his body
vnburyed to be
Whiche a wyf was Alceste also
quod she
What saith Omere of Penelope
Al grece knoweth of her chastite
Parde of lacedomea is writyn thus
That whan at rome was sleyn Protholomus
No lenger wolde she lyue aftir his day
The same of nobil Prothenna telle y may
Withoute Brutus coude she neuer lyue
To whom she hadde her herte al yeue
The parfyt wyf of Archemecye
Honourid is thorow out al Barbarye
O tentquies thy verey chastite
To alle wyuys may a mirrour be
Thus pleyneth Dorigene a day or twey
Purposinge euer that she wolde dey
But natheles vp on the thridde nyght
[Page]Home comyth Ar
[...]eragus the worthy knyght
And axeth here why she w
[...]pith so s
[...]re
And she gan wepe euer lengir the more
And
told hym al the caas by
and by
How she
had
promysed ignorantly
The squier like as ye haue
herd to fore
Hit nedeth not to reherce hit ony more
This
husbond with
glad chere in frendly wyse
Answerde
and sayde as I shal deuyse
Is ther aught ellis Dorigene but this
Nay nay she sayde
god helpe me so as wis
This is to mykil
and it ne were goddis wyl
Ye wyf quod he lat slepyn
and be styll
It may be wel yet ꝑauenture to day
Ye shal your trouthe holde be my fay
For
god so wisly haue mercy on me
I hadde wel leuer
stikid forto be
For verry loue whiche I to you haue
But ye sholde your trouthe kepe
and saue
Trouthe is the hiest
thing that man may kepe
But with that worde she brast anon to wepe
And sayde I you forbede on peyne of deth
That neuer whyle you lastith lyf or breth
To no wight to telle of this mysauenture
As I may lest I wol my woo endure
Ne make no contenaunce of heuynes
That folk of you may deme harm or g
[...]s
And forth he clepith a squier
and a mayde
Go forth anone with Dorig
[...]ne he s
[...]yde
[Page]
And
bryng her to suche a place anone
They toke her leue
and on her wey they goon
But they ne wiste why she thyder wente
He wolde no wight telle his entente
This squier whiche hight Auril
[...]us
On Dorigene that was amerous
Of auenture
happid here to mete
Amyd the town right in the quickest strete
As she
wold haue gon the wey forth right
Toward the gardyn there as she hadde hight
And he was in to the gardyn
ward also
For wel he
spyed when she wolde go
Out of her hous to ony maner place
But thus they metyn be auenture
and grace
And he salueth her with
glad entent
And
a
[...]id of her
whithirward she went
And she answerde half as she were
mad
Vnto the gardyn as my
husbond
bad
My trouthe forto holde allas allas
Aurilius gan wonder in this caas
And in his herte hadde gret compassion
Of her chere
and of her lamentacion
And of Arueragus the worthy knyght
That
bad her holde that she
had hight
So loth him was yf she shol
[...]e breke her trouthe
And in his herte he caughte of this gret rowthe
Considerynge the beste on euery side
That from that lust yet were hym leuer abyde
Than to do so high a folissh wre
[...]chidnes
[Page]Ageyns fraunchecie
and gentilnes
For whiche in fewe wordis sayde he thus
Madame say to your
lord Arueragus
That sith y se his grete gentilnes
To you
and eke I se your distres
That him were leuer haue a shame & þ
t were routhe
Than ye to me this sholde breke your trouthe
I haue wel leuyr euyr to suffre woo
Than I departe sholde the loue beetwix you two
I you relece Madame in to your
hond
Quyt euery
[...]urement
and euery
bond
That ye haue made to me as here beforn
Sithen that tyme that ye were first born
My trouthe y plight I shal you neuer repreue
Of noon beheste
and here I take my leue
As of the trewest
and eke the best wyf
That euer yet I knew in al my lyf
But euery wyf bewaar of her beheste
On Dorigene remembrith acte leste
Thus can a squier do a gentil dede
As wel as can a knyght withouten drede
She thankith hym vp on her knees bare
And hoom to her husbonde is she fare
And tolde hym al as ye haue
herd me
said
And be ye sikir that he was wel a
paid
That it were impossible me to wryte
What sholde I leng
[...]r of this caas endite
Arueragus
and Dorigene his wyf
In souereyn blisse ledyn forth her lyf
[Page]Neuer aftir was ther anger hem betwene
He
cherisshed her though she were a quene
And she was trew to hym for euermore
Of thyse two folk ye gete of me nomore
Aurilius that his cost hath al forlorne
Cursith the tyme that he was born
Allas allas quod he that y behight
Of
purid
gold a
thousand
pound weyght
Vnto this Philosopher how shal I do
I se nomore but that I am fordo
Myn heritage y muste nedis selle
And be a beggar here I may not duelle
And shamyn al my kynrede in this place
But I of hym may gete sum grace
But natheles I wol of hym assay
At certeyn yeris
and daies to paye
And thanke hym of his grete curtesie
My trouthe wol I kepe I wil not lye
With herte sore he goth vnto his cofyr
And broughte
gold vnto this Philosophir
The valew of fyue
hundrid
pound I ges
And hym besechith of his gentilnes
To graunte hym day
[...]s of the remenaunt
And sayde maistir I dar wel make auaunt
I
faylid neuer of my trouthe as yet
For sikirly my dette shal be quyt
Toward you how euer that I face
To go a
beggyng in my kirtil bare
But yf ye wolde v
[...]uchesauf on surete
[Page]Two yeer or thre to respite me
Than were I wel for ellis mot I selle
Myn heritage ther is nomore to telle
This Philisophre sobirly answerde
And sayde thus whan he his wordis herde
Haue y not holde couenaunt vnto the
Yes certis wel
and trewly quod he
Hast thou not
had thy lady as the likith
No no quod he
and soroufully he sikith
What was the cause tel me yf thou can
Aurilius anone his tale began
And tolde hym al as ye haue
herd before
It nedith not to reherce it you nomore
He sayde Arueragus of gentilnes
Hadde leuer to dye in sorow
and in distres
Than that his wyf were of her trouth fals
The sorow of Dorigene he tolde hym als
How loth her were to be a
wickid wyf
And that she hadde leuer haue lost hir lyf
And her trouthe she swoor thorou Innocence
She neuer erst
had
herd of apparence
That made me to haue in her so gret pyte
And right as frely as he sent her to me
As frely sent I her hom to hym agayn
This is al
and som th
[...]r is nomore to seyn
This Philisophir answerde leue brother
Euerich of you
did gentilnes to other
Thou art a squier
and he is a knyght
But
god forbede for his blisful myght
[Page]But a clerk coude do as gentil a dede
As wel as ony of you it is no drede
Sire I relece thy
thousand
pound
As now thou were cropen out of the grounde
Ne neuer or now thou haddist kno
[...]
[...]
For sire I wol not take a peny of the
For al my craft ne for al my trauaylle
Thou hast wel
paid for my vi
[...]aylle
It is ynow farwel
and haue
good day
And took his hors
and forth he goth his way
Lordingis this question than a
[...]e I yow
Whiche was the moste s
[...]e as thinkith yow
Now tellith me er ye furthir wende
I can nomore my tale is at an ende
¶Here endith the Frankeleyns tale. ¶Here beg
[...]nneth the
second Nonnes
prolog.
THe mynystre
and norisshe of alle vicis
Whiche that men clepe in engl
[...]sh Idelnesse
Whiche that is porter of the yate of delicis
To es
[...]huen
and by her contrary hem to oppresse
That is to say be leefful besines
Wel ought we to do al our entent
Lest that the fende with Idelnes vs hent
For he with his
thousand cordis slye
Continually vs waytith to be clappe
Whan he may man in Idelnes aspye
He can so lightly ca
[...]che h
[...]m in his trappe
Til that a man behent right by the lappe
He nys not waa
[...] the
fend hath hym in
hond
[Page]Wel oughte vs worche & ydelnes
withstond
And though men drede neuer forto dye
Yet se men wel be reson doutles
That ydelnesse is hotyn slogardrye
Of whiche ther comyth neuer no
good encrees
And syn that slougthe her holdith in a lees
Only forto slepe
and ete
and drynke
And to deuouryn al that othir swynke
And forto put vs from suche ydelnes
That cause is of so gret confusion̄
I haue here doon my feithful besines
Aftir the
legend
and translacion̄
Right so thy glorious lyf
and passion̄
Thou with thy
garlond wrought of rose of lilye
The mene I mayde
and martir saint Cecily
And thou that flour art of virginis alle
Of whom that
Bernard list so wel to wryte
To the at my firste begynnynge I calle
Thou comfort of vs wre
[...]chis do me endite
Thy maydens deth that whan thoro
[...] her merite
The eterne lyf thou graunte of the
fend victory
As men mowe aftir rede in her story
Thou mayde
and moder doughter of thy sone
Thou welle of mercy synful soulis to cure
In whom that
god of bounte chaas forto wone
Thou humbil
and high ouer euery creature
Thou noblist so ferforth ouer nat
[...]re
That no disdeigne thy maker
had of kynde
His sone in
blood
a
[...] flessh to cloth
[...] & wynd
[...]
[Page]Whiche in the cloister of thy blisful entrees
Toke mannys shapthe the eterne loue & p
[...]es
That of thy tryne compas
lord
and g
[...]de is
Whom heuyn
and erthe
and se withoute les
Ay herien
and thou virgine doutles
Baar of thy body
and dueldist
mayd pure
The creatour of euery creature
Assembl
[...]d is in the
[...]agnificence
With mercy goodn
[...]
and suche pyte
That thou that art
[...]he soune of excellen
[...]e
Not only helpist theym that praieth the
But oftyn tyme o
[...]
[...]hy benignite
Ful frely or that
[...]n thyn help seche
[...]hou gos
[...]
[...]eforn
[...]d art our
[...]oulis leche
[...]ow help
[...]hou
[...]
and meke fair mayde
Me
flemyd wre
[...]
[...] this desert of gall
Think on the woman of Canane that sayde
That whelpis
[...] som of the cromys small
That from her lo
[...]s table ben y falle
And though th
[...]t I vnworthy sone of Eue
Be s
[...]nful yet accepte my beleue
And for that
[...]eith is
ded withoute werkis
So forto werkyn
[...]eue me witte
and space
That I be quyt from thens that most derk is
O thou that art so fair
and ful of grace
Be myn aduocate in that high place
There as withouten ende is sunge Osanne
Thou cristis moder doughter dere of anne
And of thy light my soule in prison l
[...]ght
[Page]That
troublid is be th
[...] cogitacion
Of my body
and also be the wight
Of ertly lust
and fals affection
O hauyn of refut o saluacion
Of hem that been in sorow
and distresse
Now help forto my work I wol me dresse
Yet y pray you that redyn that I wryte
For yef me that I do no diligence
This ilke story besily to endite
For bothe haue I the wordis
and the
[...]tence
Of hym that atte seyntis reuerence
The story wroot
and
folowed her
[...]
As ferforth as
god wyl me grace se
[...]
First wolde I yow the name of saint
[...]
Expoune as men may in her story se
It is to say in englissh heuenys ly
[...]ye
For pure chastnes of virginite
Or for she witnes hadde of honeste
And grene of conscience
and of
god
[...]me
The swete sauour lily was her name
Or Cecily is to say the wey to blynde
For she ensaumpil was be
good techinge
Or ellis Cecily as I writyn fynde
Is
ioyned be a maner connynge
Of heuyn
and lya in her infigurynge
The heuyn is set for thought of holynes
And lya for her lastinge besines
Cecily may eek be
said in this manere
Wantyng of blyndnes for her gret light
[Page]Of sapience
and for her thewis clere
Or ellis lo this maydens name bright
Of heuyn
and leos comyth of whiche be right
Men mighte her wel the heuyn of p
[...]pil calle
Ensample of
good & wyse workis with alle
For leos pepil in englissh is forto say
And right as men may in the heuyn se
The sonne
and mone
and sterris euery way
Right so men gostly in this mayden fre
Sawyn of feith the grete magnanimite
And eek the clerenes hool of sapience
And sondry werkis bright of excellence
And right so as thyse philosophris wryte
That heuyn is swift &
round & eke brennynge
Right so was faire Cecily the whyte
Ful swift
and besy in euery
good
werkyng
And rounde
and hool in
good ꝑseuerynge
And brennynge euer in charite ful bright
Now haue I
declared you what she hight
¶THere endith the
Second Nonnys
prolog. ¶
And here begynneth the tale.
This maiden bright Cecili as her legende saith
Was comyn of romayns of nobil kynde
And from her
[...]adil vp
fostrid in the faith
Of crist
and baar his gospel in mynde
She neuer
seced as I writen fynde
Of her praiere
and
god to loue
and drede
Besekynge hym to kepe her maydenhede
And whan this mayde sholde vnto a man
[Page]I
weddid be that was ful of
yong age
Whiche that y
clepid was valerian
And day was come of her mariage
She ful deuout
and humbil in her corage
Vnder her robe of
gold that sat ful feyre
Hadde next her flessh I
clad her in an heir
And whyle that the Organs made melody
To
god aboue thus in her herte
song she
O
lord my body
and eek my soule gy
Vnwemmyd lest I
confoundid be
And for his loue that vp on the tre
Euery seconde
and thridde day she fast
Ay biddynge in her orisons ful fast
The nyght cam
and to bedde must she goon
With her husbonde as it was the manere
And priuely she sayde to hym anoon
O swete
and
welbelouyd spouse dere
Ther is a counsel
and ye wol it here
Whiche that right fayn I wolde to you seye
So that ye swere ye wil it not bewrey
Valerian gan faste to her swere
That for no caas ne
thing that might be
He sholde neuer to none bewreyen her
And than at erst to hym sayde she
I haue an aungel whiche that louyth me
That with gret loue wher so I wake or slepe
Is redy ay my body forto kepe
And yf that he may felen out of drede
That ye me touche or loue in vilony
[Page]He right anon wil sle you with the dede
And in your youthe thus shul ye dy
And yf that ye in clene lif me gy
He wol you loue as me for your clennes
And shewe to you his ioye
and his brightnes
This Valerian
correctid as
god wolde
Answerde agayn yf I shal triste the
Lete me that aungel se
and hym beholde
And yf that it a ver
[...]y aungel be
Than wol I do as thou hast
praid me
And yf thou loue anothir man for soth
Right with this
swerd than wol I sle you both
Cecily answerde anon right in this wyse
Y
[...]f that you list anon right the aungel shul ye se
So that ye trowe on crist
and you baptise
Goth forth to via app
[...]a quod she
That from this toun stondith but mylis thre
And to the poure folkis that there duellyn
Sey hem right thus as I shal you tellyn
Tel hem that I Cecili you to hem sent
To shewen you
good vrban the olde
For secretnes
and for
good entent
And whan that ye saint vrban haue beholde
Telle hym the wordis whiche that I to you tolde
And whan that he hath
purgid you from synne
Than shal ye se that aungel or ye twynne
This Valerian is in to the place goon
And right as he was taught be her lernynge
He
fond this holy man vrban anon
[Page]
Among the saintis beriels lokynge
And he anon withouten taryynge
Dide his message
and whan that
[...] tolde
Vrban for ioye gan his hondis vpholde
The teris from his yen let he falle
Almyghty
lord O Ihesu crist quod he
Sower of chastite counsellour of v
[...]lle
The fruyt of that
seed of chastite
That thou hast sowe in Cecily take to the
Lo lik a bisy bee withoutyn gyle
Thy seruaunt ay thyn owen thral Cecile
For that spouse that she took but newe
Ful lik a fers lioun she sendith here
As meke as euer was ony lamb to ewe
And with that
word anon ther gan apere
An
old man
yclothid in whithe clothis clere
That hadde a book with lettir of
gold in honde
And gan before valerian forto stonde
Valerian as
ded fyl doun for drede
Whan he this
old man sawe
standing so
Whiche forthwith anone he
herd hym rede
O lorde of alle o feith o
god withouten mo
O cristendome
and fadir of al also
Abouyn al
and ouyr al euerywhere
Thyse wordis al with
gold writen were
When this was
red then
said this olde man
Leuyst thou this
thing or no say ye or nay
I leue al
thing quod valerian
For sother thinge than this I dar wel say
[Page]Vnder heuyn no wight thinke may
Tho
[...]nysshed this olde man he ne wiste where
And Pope Vrban hym
cristened right dere
Valerian goth hoom
and fyndeth Cecily
With ynne his chambir with an angel
stond
This aungel hadde of rosis
and of lily
Crownys two the whiche he bare in
hond
And first to Cecily as I
vnderstond
He yaf that on
and than gan he take
That other to valerian her make
With body cleen
and
vnwemmyd thought
Kepith ay weel this crownys quod he
Fro Paradyse to you hem haue I brought
Ne neuer mo shal they roten be
Ne lese her sote sauyr trustith me
Ne neuer wight ne shal se hem with ye
But he be chast
and hate velony
And thou valerian for thou so sone
Assentist to goddis counsel also
Say what thou list
and thou shalt haue thy bone
I haue a brothir quod valerian tho
That in this worlde I loue noman so
I pray you that my brother may haue grace
To knowe the trouthe as I do in this place
The aungel sayde
god likith thy request
And hothe with the palme of matirdome
Ye shul come in to his blisful reste
And with that
word Tiburce his brother com
And wh
[...]n that he the sauour vndernom
[Page]Whiche that rosis
and the lilyes caste
He spak vnto his brother in gret haste
And sayde I wonder this tyme of the yeer
Whens that this swete sauour comyth so
Of rosis
and of lilyes that y smelle here
For thogh y hadde hem in my hondis two
The sauour mighte in me no depper go
The swete sauour that in my herte I fynde
Hath
chaungid me al in another kynde
Valerian sayde two crounys haue wee
Snow whit
and rose
reed that shyneth clere
Whiche that thyn yen haue no might to see
And as thou smellist thourogh my prayer
So shalt thou se hem leue brother dere
If it so be thou wilt withouten slowthe
Beleue a right
and knowe verry trowthe
Tiburce answerde saist thou this to me
In sothnes or in dreme I herkyn this
In dremys quod valerian haue we be
Vnto this tyme brother myn ywis
But now at erst our
duelling in trouthe is
How wotist thou this
qd Tiburce & in what wyse
Quod Valerian that shal I the deuyse
The aungel of
god hath me the trouthe I taught
Whiche thou shalt se yf thou wilt reneye
The ydollis
and be clene
and ellis nought
And of the mirakyl of thyse crounys tweye
Seynt Ambrose in his prefas list forto seye
Solempuli this nobil doctour dere
[Page]Comendith
and saith in this manere
The palm of martirdom forto receyue
Seynt Cecile
fulfilled of goddis yefte
The worlde
and eek her chambir gan she weyue
Witnes Cecily
and Tiburces shrifte
To whiche
god of his bounte wolde shifte
Crownys two of flouris swete smellynge
And his aungel hem the crownys brynge
The mayde hath brought hem to blis aboue
The worlde hath wist that it is worthy certeyn
Deuocion
and chastite wel forto loue
Tho shewde hym Cecily al open
and pleyn
That alle ydols been but a
thing in veyn
For they be dombe
and therto they be deef
And
charged hym his ydolis forto leef
Who so that trow
[...]th nat this a best he is
Quod tho Tiburce yf I shal not lye
And she gan kisse his brest that herde this
And was ful
glad be couthe trouthe aspye
This day I take the for myn alye
Said this
blissed faire mayden dere
And aftir that she sayde as ye mowe here
Lo right so as the loue of crist quod she
Made me thy brotheris wyf right in this wyse
Anon for myn alye bere take I the
Syn that thou wilt thy
[...] ydols dispise
Go with thy b
[...]other now
and the baptise
And make the cleen so that thou may beholde
That angelis face whiche thy brothir of tolde
[Page]Tiburce answerde
and sayde brother dere
First tel me whethir I shal
and to what man
To whom
qd he com forth with right
good chere
I wyl the lede vnto the pope vrban
To Vrban brother myn quod va
[...]erian
Quod tho Tiburce wolt thou me thider lede
Me thinketh that it were a wonder drede
Ne mene ye not vrban quod he tho
That is so ofte
dampned to be
ded
And woneth in halkis alwey to
and fro
And dar not onys put forth his
hed
Men sholde hym brenne in a fire so
reed
Yf he were founde yf men mighte hym aspye
And we also to bere hym companye
And whyle we sekyn that diuinite
That is
hid in heuene priuely
Algate b
[...]ent in this worlde shal we be
To whom Cecily answerde boldly
Men mighte drede wel
and skilfully
This lif to like myn owen dere brother
If this were liuynge only
and non oth
[...]r
But there is bettir lif in other place
That neuer shal belost ne drede the nought
Whiche goddis sone vs tolde thorow his grace
That fadris sone hath al
thing wrought
And al that wrought is with a skilful thought
The gost that from the fader gan procede
Hath
soulid hym withouten ony d
[...]ed
[...]
By worde
and by mirakil lo goddis son̄
[Page]Whan he was in this worlde
declarid here
That ther is other lyf there men may woon
To whom answerde Tiburce o fustir dere
Ne s
[...]ydist thou right now in this manere
Ther nas but o
god
lord in sothfastnes
And now of thre how maist thou bere witnes
That shal I telle quod she or that I go
Right as a man hath sapiences thre
Memorye engeny
and intellect also
So in suche beynge of dyuinyte
Thre ꝑsones may ther right wel be
Tho gan she there ful bisily hym preche
Of cristis son
and of his peynes teche
And many poyntis of his passion
How goddis sone in this worlde was witholde
To do mankynde pleyn remission
That ben bounde in synnys
and caris colde
Alle thyse thingis she vnto Tiburce tolde
And aftir this Tiburce in
good entent
With Valerian to Pope Vrban went
That
thankid
god & with
glad herte & light
He
cristned hym
and made hym in that place
Parfit in his
lernyng goddis knyght
And aftir this Tiburce gat suche grace
That euery day he saw in tyme
and space
The aungel of
god
and euery maner bone
That he
god
a
[...]id it was
sped ful sone
It were ful
hard be ordre forto seyn
How many wondris Ihesus for hym wrought
[Page]But atte laste to telle short
and pleyn
The sergeauntis of the toun hem sought
And hem before almache the Prefect broughte
Whiche hem
appo
[...]id
and knew al her entent
And to the ymage of Iubiter hem sent
And sayde who so wil do no sacrifise
Swap of his
hed this is my sentence here
Anone thyse martirs that I you deuyse
One Maximus that was an officere
Of the Prefectis
and his Councelere
Hem hent
and the sayntis forthledde
Hym self he wepte for pyte that he hadde
When Maximus
had
herd the sayntis lore
He gat hym of the turmentours leue
And hadde hem to his hous withouten more
And with her prechinge or it were eue
They gonne fro the turmentours forto reue
And fro Maxime
and fro his folk echone
The fals feith to trowe in
god allone
Cecily cam when it was woxe nyght
With preestis that hem
cristned alle in fere
And
afterward whan day was woren light
Cecily sayde hem with a ful stedfast chere
Now cristis owen knyghtis leef
and dere
Cast al awey the workis of derknesse
And arme you with armys of brightnesse
Ye haue forsoth ydon a gret bataylle
Your cours is doon your feith hath you
conserued
Goth to the croune of lif that may not faylle
[Page]The rightful Iuge whiche ye haue
seruyd
Shal yeue it you as ye haue it
deseruyd
And whan this
thing was
sayd as y deuyse
Men ledde hem forth to do sacrifyse
But when they were to the place I brought
To tellen shortly the conclusion
They nolde encence ne sacrifyse right nought
But on here knees setten hem a doun
With humbil herte
and
sad deuocioun
And losten bothe her heddis in the p
[...]ace
Her soulis wente to the
kyng of grace
This Maximus that saw this
thing betyde
With pitous teris tolde it anon right
That he her soulis saw to heuyn glide
With aungelis ful of cleernes
and light
A
[...]d with his
word
conuertid many a wight
For whiche almachins
did hym so to bete
With whippis of
led til he is lif gan lete
Cecily hym
[...]ook
and
buried hym anon
By tiburce
and val
[...]rian sothly
With ynne her bur
[...]ynge place vnder the stoon
And aftir this Almachins hastely
Bad his mymstris fecchyn openly
Cecily so that she mighte in his presence
Do sacrifyse
and Iubiter encence
But they
conuertid at her wyse lore
Weptyn ful sore
and yaf ful credence
Vnto her worde
and criden more
and more
Crist goddis sone whiche withoute difference
[Page]To v
[...]rry
god this is our sentence
That hath a seruaunt so
good hym to serue
This with o voys we trowen though we sterue
Almachins that herde of this doynge
Bad fecche Cecily that he mighte her se
And alder first this was his axinge
What maner woman art thou quod he
I am a gentilwoman born quod she
I axe the quod he though it the greue
Of thy religion
and of thy beleue
Why than began ye your question folily
Quod she that wolde two answers conclude
In o demaunde ye
axid lewdly
Almache answerde to that
[...]imilitude
Of whens comyth thyn answer so rude
Of whens quod she whan that she was
freyned
Of conscience
and of
good feith
vnfeyned
Almachins sayde ne takist thou no hede
Of my power
and she
answerd hym this
Your myght quod she is ful litil to drede
For euery mortal mannys power nys
But lik a bladder ful of
wynd ywis
For with anedelis poynt when it is blowe
May al the boste of it be
leid ful lowe
Ful wrongfully began thou quod he
And in
wrong is yet al thy ꝑseueraunce
Wost thou nat how our Princis mighty & fre
Haue thus
comaundid
and made ordenaunce
That euery cristyn wight shal haue penaunce
[Page]It is a shame that the pepyl shal
So skorne
and lawghe at thy folye
For comynly men woot it wel ouer al
That mighty
god is in his heuenys hye
And thyse ymagis wel thou maist aspye
To the ne to hem self may do no profit
For in effect they be not worth amyte
This
and suche other sayde she
And he wax wroth &
bad men sholde her lede
Hoom vntil her hous
and in her hous
qd he
Bren her in a bath of flamys rede
And as he
bad right so was it do in dede
For in a bath they gonne her faste shittyn
And nyght
and day fyre they vnder bettyn
The longe nyght
and eke the day also
For al the fyre
and eek the grete hete
She sat al
cold
and
fel
[...]d no woo
It made her not a drope forto swete
But in that bath her lif she moot lete
For almachyns with a ful
wickid entent
To s
[...]e her in the Bath his sonde to her sent
Thre strokis in the necke he smoot here tho
The turmentour but for no maner chaunce
He mighte not smyte her necke atwo
And for ther was that tyme an ordenaunce
That noman sholde do to no ꝑsone suche penaunce
The fourthe strook to smyten softe or soxe
This turmentour du
[...]ste do no more
But half
ded with her necke coruyn there
[Page]He lefte her ly
and on his wey is went
The cristen folk whiche that aboute h
[...]r were
With shetis haue the
blood vp hent
Thre dayes
leuyd she in this turment
And neuer
cesid hem the feith to teche
That she
had
fostrid hem she gan to preche
And there she yaf her meuablis
and her thinge
And to Pope Vrban betook hem tho
And sayde I
askid this of heuene
kyng
To haue respit thre dayes
and no mo
To perfourme that I before haue do
Thyse soulis
and that I may do wirche
Here of my hous perpetuelly a chirche
Saint Vrban with his dekenys priuely
The body fet
and
biried it be nyght
Among his other sayntis honestly
Her hous the chirche of saint Cecily hight
Seynt Vrban
halowed it as he wel myght
In whiche in to this day in nobil wyse
Men do to crist
and to his seyntis seruise
¶Here endith the Seconde Nonnes tale.
And ¶Begynneth the
prolog of the chauons yeman.
WHen
told was the lyf of saint Cecile
Or we hadde riden fully .v. myle
At boughten vnder
[...]le vs gan a take
Aman that
clothid was in clothis blake
And vndernethe he waar a whyte surp
[...]ice
His hakney whiche was of pomel gryce
So swatte he that wonder was to se
[Page]Hit
semyd that he hadde
prykid my
[...]s thre
Aboute the peytrel
stood the fome ful hye
He was of fome as
fleckid as a pye
The hakeney eek that his yeman
rood vpon
So swatte that vnnethis mighte it goon
A male twifolde vp on his cropyn lay
It
semyd that he
caried litil aray
Al light for somer
rood this worthy man
And in myn herte I wonder began
What that he was til that I
vnderstood
How that his cloke was
sowid to his
hood
For whiche whan I hadde longe
auysid me
I
demyd hym
[...]um chanon forto be
His
[...]at
hing at his bak doun by alace
For he hadde riden more than trot or pace
He
rood ay prykynge as he were
wood
A clote leef he hadde
l
[...]yd vnder his
hood
For swoot
and forto kepe his
hed
[...]ro hete
But it was ioye for to se hym swete
His
forhed
droppid as a stillatory
Were ful of planteyn or of peritory
And whan he was come he gan crye
God saue quod he this ioly companye
To riden in this mery companye
His yeman was eek ful of curtesie
Faste haue I
pr
[...]kid
qd he for your sake
Be cause that I
w
[...]ld you ouer take
And sayde siris now in the
[...]orow tyde
Out of your hosterye I
[...]ow y
[...] ryde
[Page]
And
warned here my
lord
and souereyn
Whiche that to riden with you is ful feyn
For his disport he louith daliaunce
Frend for thy warnynge god yeue þ
• good chaunce
Than sayde our ost certeyn it wolde seme
Thy
lord were wyse
and so y may wel deme
He is ful iocunde also dar y ley
Can he ought telle a mery tale or twey
With whiche he gladde may this
[...]ompany
Who sir my
lord ye sir withouten ly
He can of mirthe
and eke of iolite
Nat but ynow also sire trustith me
And ye hym knew as wel as do I
Ye wolde wondre how wel
and craftely
He coude worke
and that in sondry wyse
He hath taken on hym meny a gret empryse
Whiche were ful
hard for ony that is here
To bringe aboute but they of hym lere
As homely as he ridith amongis yow
Yf ye hym knew it wolde be for your prow
Ye wolde not forgon his aqueyntaunce
For michil
good I dar ley in balaunce
Al that I haue in my possession̄
He is a man of hye discrecion̄
I warne you he is a
passing wyse man
Wel quod our host tel me yf thou can
Is he a clerk or none tel me what he is
A clerk nay nay he is gretter than a clerk ywis
Sayde this yeman
and in wordis fewe
[Page]Oste
and of his craft som what wol I shewe
Sire my lorde can suche a subtilte
That al his craft ye may not wite of me
For al the
ground to Caunterbury toun
He coude all clene turne vp so doun
And paue it al with siluer
and with
gold
And when this yeman hath thus
told
Vnto our ost he sayde benedicite
This
thing is wonder meruaylus to me
Syn that thy lorde is of so high prudence
Be cause of whiche sholde men hym reuerence
That of his worship reckith he so lyte
His ouerist sloppe is not worth a myte
As in effect to hym so moot I go
It is al baudy
and to tore also
Why is thy lorde so sluttyssh I the pray
And of power is bettir cloth to bey
Yf that his dede a corde with his speche
Tel me
and that I the beseche
Why quod this yeman wherto axe ye of me
God helpe me so for he shal neuer the
But I wol nat auowe that I sey
And ther
[...]ore kepe it se
[...]ret I you prey
He is to wyse in feith as I beleue
That is ouer do it wol n
[...]uer preue
And right as clerkis sayn it is avice
Wherfore in that I holde hym
lewd
and nyce
For whan a man hath ouer gret a wytte
Ful ofte it happith hym to mys vse it
[Page]So doth my
lord
and that me greuith s
[...]re
God it amende I can say nomore
Therof no force
good yeman quod our ost
Syn of the
konnyng of thy
lord thou bost
Tel hou he doth tel on now hardely
Syn that he is so crafty
and so sly
Where duelle ye yf it be to telle tel me
In the subbarbis of
[...] toun quod he
Lurkinge in hernys
and in lanys blynde
Where as thyse robbers & thyse theuys bekynde
Holden her fereful priuy residence
As they that dar not shewe her presen
[...]
So fare we yf we shal say the sothe
Now quod our ost lete me talke tothe
Why art thou so
discolourid in thy face
Petir quod he
god yeue it
hard grace
I am so
vsid the hote fire to blowe
That it hath
chaungid my colour I trowe
I am not wont in no myrour to prye
But swynke sore
and lerne multiplye
We bloundryn euer
and powryn in the fyre
And for al that we faylen of our desir
[...]
For euer we lacke our conclusion
To muchel folk we do illusion
And borow
gold be it a
pound or two
Or ten or twelue or many sommys mo
And make hem wene atte leste wey
That of a pounde we coude make twey
It is fals and ay we haue
good hope
[Page]It forto do
and aftir it we grope
And this science is so fer vs beforn
We mowe it not lerne though we hadde it sworn
To ouer take it. it slit awey so faste
It wol vs make beggars atte laste
Whyle this yeman was thus in his talkynge
This chanon drew hym nere & herde al
thing
Whiche this yeman spak for suspecion
Of mennys speche euer
had this chanon
For Caton saith he that gilty is
Demyth al
thing to be spoke of hym ywis
That was the cause he gan so nygh drawe
To this yeman to herkyn al his sawe
And thus he sayde to his yoman tho
Hold thou thy pees
and speke wordis nomo
For yf thou do thow shalt it dere abye
Thou sklaun drist me here in this companye
And eke discuuerist that thou sholdest hyde
Ye quod our ost tel on what so betyde
Of al his
thretyng recke thou not a myte
In feith quod he nomore I do but a lyte
And when this chanon saw it
wold nat be
But that his yeman wolde telle his priuyte
He fledde awey for verry sorou
and shame
A ha quod the yeman here shal ryse a game
For it is ernest to me be my feith
That fele y well what that ony man saith
And yet for al my smert
and al my greef
For al my sorou labour
and myschyef
[Page]I coude neuer leue it in no wyse
Now wolde to
god my wit wolde suffise
To tellyn al that longith to that art
But natheles you wol I telle a part
Syn that my
lord is goon I wol not spare
Suche
thing as I knowe I wol declare
¶Here endith the
prolog
And begynneth the tale of the Chanons yeman.
WIth this Chanon I
duellid .vij. yeer
And of his science am I neuer the neer
That I hadde I haue lost ther by
And
god woot so haue mo than I
There as I was wont to be right fresh & gay
Of clothinge
and of other
good aray
Now may I were an hose vp on myn
hed
And there my colour was bothe fressh &
reed
Now it is wan
and of a ledyn hewe
Who so it vsith sore shal he rewe
And of my swynky blent is myn ye
Lo suche auauntage it is to multiplye
That slidynge science hath made me so bare
That I haue no
good where that euer I fare
And yet I am
endettid so sore ther by
Of
gold that I
borowed trewly
That whyle I lyue I shal it quyte neuer
Let euery man bewar by me for euyr
What maner man that castith hym therto
If he continue I holde his thrift y do
For helpe me
god ther by shal he not wynne
[Page]But enpeire his purs & make his wittis thynne
And whan he thorow his madnes
and foly
Hath lost his owen
good thorou Iepardy
Than he excitith other folk therto
To lese her
good as he hym self hath do
For vnto shrewis ioye it is
and ese
To haue her felowis in peyne
and disese
For thus was I onys
lernyd of a clerk
Of that no charge I wol
[...]peke of our werk
When we be there as we shal excercise
Our eluyssh craft we semyn wonder wyse
Our termys been so clergial
and queynte
I blowe the fire til my herte queynte
What sholde I telle eche proporcion
Of thingis whiche we werkyn vp
and doun
As on .v. or .vj. vncis may wel be
Of siluer or sum other quantite
And b
[...]sy me to telle you the namys
Of orpement brent bonys Iren squamys
That in to powder grounde be ful smal
And in an erthyn pot how put is al
And salt petir
and also papir
Beforne thyse powdris that I speke of here
And wel y
couerid with a lampe of glas
And of muche other
thing whiche þ
• there was
And of the pottis
and glassis enlutynge
That of the eyr mi
[...]hte passe out no
thing
And of the fyre esy
and smert also
Whiche that was
maad & of the care & woo
[Page]That he hadde in our matier sublymynge
And in a malgamynge
and Calcenynge
Of quiksiluer I
clepid mercury crude
For alle our slightis we can not conclude
Our orpement
and
sublymyd mercury
Our grounden litarge eke on the perfury
Of eche of theym of vncis a certeyn
Not helpith vs our labour is in veyn
And eek our spiritis assensioun
Ne our maters that liyn al fix adoun
Mowe vs in our workynge onys auaylle
For lost is al our labour
and trauaylle
And the coste a twenty deuyl wey
Is lost whiche we on it leye
Ther is also ful many anothir
thing
That is to our craft
apperteynyng
Though I be ordre hem reherce ne can
As bool Armoniak veertgrece boras
And sondry vessellis made of erthe & glas
Our vrynalis
and oure descensories
Violis crossolettis
and sublimotorijs
Turokis
and Alembikis eke
And other suche dere ynow a leek
Not nedith it to reherce hem alle
Watirs
ru
[...]yfiyng
and bores galle
Arsenyk sal Armoniak
and brymstone
And erbis eek coude I telle many on
As Egremoigne valerian
and lunarye
And other suche yf me list to tarye
[Page]Our lampes
brennyng nyght
and day
To brynge aboute our craft yf we may
Our furneys eek of calcynacion
And of watirs albificacion
Vnsle
[...]kid lyme chalk gleir of an ey
Powdris dyuers asshis
dong pis
and cley
Serid pottis salt petir vitriole
And dyuers fyris made of wode
and cole
Sal tartir alcoly
and sal preparat
And combust maters
and coagulat
Cley
maad with hors donge or mānys her or oyle
Of tartre alym glas berme wort
and argule
Rosealgar
and other maters embibynge
And eke of our matirs encorporynge
And of our siluer cytrinacion
Our sementynge
and also fermentacion
Our Ingottis testes
and many mo
I
wol yow[?] telle as me was taught also
The .iiij. spiritis
and the bodyes .vij.
Be ordir as y herde my
lord neueyn
The firste spirit quicsiluer
clepid is
The
s
[...]cond
orpement[?] the thridde ywis
Sal armomak
and the fourthe brymstone
The bodyes seuyn loke hem here anon
Sol
gold is
and luna siluer we threpe
Mars Iren Mercury quicsiluer we clepe
Saturnus
led
[...]nd Iu
[...]iter is tyn
And venus copir be my fadir kyn
This
cursid craft who wol excercise
[Page]Ho shal no
good haue that he may suffise
For al the
good he spendith ther aboute
He lese shal therof haue I no doute
Who so that listith vttre his folye
Let hym com forth
and lerne to multiplye
And euery man that hath aught in his cofre
Let hym apere
and wexe a phi
[...]sofir
Prest or Chanon or ony other wight
Though he sitte at his book day
and nyght
In lernynge of this eluysshe nyce lore
Al is in veyn
and parde mochil more
Is to lerne
alewd man this subtilte
Fy spek not ther of it wol not be
And can he lettrure or can he none
As in effect he shal fynde it allone
For bothe two be my sauacion
Concludyn in multiplicacion
Al liche w
[...]el when they haue al y
[...]o
This is to seyn they faylen bothe two
Yet forgat I to make rehersayll
Of watris corosiff
and of lymayll
And of bodijs mollificacion
And also of her induracion
Oylis ablacions metall fusibill
To telle you al it
wold passe ony bibyl
That owhere is therfore as for the lest
Of thyse namys now wol I me rest
For as I trowe I haue
told y nowe
To reyse a fynde al loke he neuer so rowe
[Page]A nay let be the philosophris stoon
Elixer we clepyn we sekyn fast echon
For hadde we hym than were we sikir I nowe
But vnto
god of heuyn I make auowe
For al our craft when we haue al y do
And al our sleyghte he wol not come vs to
He hath
maad vs spende muche
good
For sorow therof almost we wexen
wood
But that
good hope crepith in our herte
Supposing euer though we sore smerte
To be
releuyd by hym aftirwarde
Suche supposinge I hope is
hard
I warne you weel it is to seken euyr
That future temps hath made me disseuyr
In trust wher of al that euer they hadde
Yet of that art they konne not wexe
sad
For vnto hem it is a bittir swete
So sem
[...]th it for ne
had they but a shete
Whiche that mighte wrappyn hem ynne a night
And a brate to walkyn ynne be day light
They wolde it selle
and spende it in this craft
Thay can not stynte til
nothing belast
And euermore where euyr that they goon
Men may hem kenne be smel of brymstoon
For al the worlde they st
[...]nkyn as a goot
Her sauour is so
[...]ammysh
and so hoot
That though a man a myle from hem be
The sauour wol enfecte hem trustith me
Lo thus by
smellyng
and thredbare aray
[Page]If that men list thyse folk knowe they may
And yf a man wol axe hem priuely
Why they be
clothid so vnthriftely
Right anon they wol roune in his ere
And sayen yf that they
aspyed were
Men wolde hem sle be cause of her science
Lo thus this folk betraien Innocence
Pas ouer this I go my tale vnto
Er that the pot be on the fyre ydo
And metallis a certeyn quantite
My
lord hem temprith
and noman but he
Now is he goon I dar sey boldely
For as men say he can do craftly
Algate I woot wel he hath suche a name
And yet ful ofte he rennyth in the blame
And whyte ye how ful ofte it farith so
The pot to brekith
and farwel al is do
The metallis been of so greet violence
Our wallis mowe not make hem resistence
But yf they were wrought of lym
and stoon
They persyn so
and thorow the wal they goon
And some of hem synke doun in to the grounde
Thus haue we lost betyme meny a pounde
And some ar
skaterid al the floor aboute
Some lepyn into the fire withouten doute
Though þ
• the
fend in our sighte him not shewe
I trow that he with vs be that ilke sh
[...]we
In helle where he is
lord
and sire
Ne is ther more wo rancour ne Ire
[Page]Whan that our pot is broken as I haue
said
Euery man chit
and holdith hym euyl
apaid
Some saide it was of the fyre
makyng
Some sayde nay it was of the blowynge
Than was y
ferd for that was myn office
Straw quod he ye be
lewd
and nyce
It was not
temprid as it ought to be
Nay
qd the fourthe stynt
and herkenyth me
Be cause our fyre was nat
maad of beche
That is the cause
and other none sitheche
I can telle where on it was a longe
But wel I woot gret strif is vs
among
What quod my
lord ther is nomore to doon
Of these parellis I wil be waar eftsoon
I am right siker that the pot was
crasid
Be as be may be ye not
amasid
As vsage is leet swepe the floor swithe
Pluk vp your hertis
and be
glad
and blithe
The mullok on an heep
swepid was
And on the floor cast a Canuas
And al the mullok in a side y throwe
And
siftid
and
pikid many a throwe
Parde quod on sumwhat of our metal
Yet is there though we haue not al
And though this thinge mishappid hath as now
Anothir tyme it may be wel ynow
We put our
good in auenture
A marchaunt parde may not alwey endure
Tristith me wel in his prosperite
[Page]Somtyme his godis ben
drenchid in the se
And somtyme it comyth sauf vnto londe
Pes quod my
lord the next tyme I wyl fonde
To brynge our craft al in another plyte
And but I do sirs let me haue the wyte
Ther was a defaute in som what wel I woot
Anothir sayde the fyre was ouyr hoot
But be it hoot or colde I dar say this
That we concluden euer more amys
We faylen alway of that woldyn haue
And in our madnes euer more we raue
And whan we be to gedir euerichone
Euery man semyth as wyse as Salamon
But
althing whiche that shyneth as
gold
It is no
gold as I haue here
told
Ne euery appyl that is fair at ye
Nys not
good what so euer men crye
Right so it farith amongis vs
He that semyth wisest be swete Iesus
Is most fool when it comyth to the preef
And he that semyth trewist is a theef
That shal ye knowe or that I from you wonde
Be that my tale be
told vnto an ende
Ther is a chauon of religion
Amongis vs wolde enfect al a toun
Though it were as gret as was nynyue
Rome Alisaunder Troye or other thre
His sleyghtis
and his infinit falsnes
Ne coude noman writen as I ges
[Page]Thogh that he mighte lyue a
thousand yeer
In al the worlde of falsnes nys his peer
For in his termye he wil hym so wynde
And speke his wordis so slily
and so kynde
Whan he comen shal with ony wight
That he wol make hym dote anon right
But it a
fend be as hym self is
Ful many aman hath he
begilid er this
And wol yf he lyue may a whyle
And yet men ryde
and goon meny a myle
Hym forto seke
and haue his aqueyntaunce
Not knowynge of his fals gouernaunce
And yef you list to yeue me audience
I wil it telle here in your presence
But worshipful chanons religious
Ne demyth not that I slaundir your hous
Al though my tale of a Chanon be
Of euery order sum shrewe is parde
As
god forbede that al a Companye
Sholde rewe a singuler mannys folie
To sklaunder you is no
thing myn entent
But to correcte is that I ment
This tale was not only
told for you
But eek for othir mo I wot wel how
But
among cristis apostill twelue
Ther was no traitour but Iudas hym selue
Than why sholde the remenant haue a blame
That giltlees were be you I say the same
Saue only this yf ye wol herkyn me
[Page]If ony Iudas in your couent be
Remeuyth hym betymes I you rede
Yf shame or los causyn ony drede
And be no
thing
displesid I you pray
But in this caas herkyn what I say
IN london was a preest annueler
That there ynne hadde duelt many a yeer
Whiche was so plesaunt
and so sernisable
Vnto the wyf where as he was at table
That she wolde suffre hym no
thing to pay
For
bord ne
clothing wente he neuer so gay
And
spending siluer hadde he right ynow
Wherof no force I wol procede as now
And telle my tale forth of the chanon
That broughte this prest to confusion
This fals Chanon cam vp on a day
Vnto the prestis chambir where he lay
Beseching hym to lene hym a certeyne
Of
gold
and he wolde quyte hym ageyn
Lene me a mark quod he but dayes thre
At my day I wyl sauns fayle quyte it the
And yf so be thou fynde me thenne fals
Anothir day hange me by the hals
This prest hym took a mark
and þ
• as blithe
And this chauon hym
thankid ofte sithe
And took his leue
and went forth his wey
And atte thridde day broughte his money
And to this prest he took this
gold agayn
Wherof this preest was wonder
glad & fayn
[Page]Certis quod he
nothing anoieth me
To lene a man an nobil or two or thre
Or what
thing were in my possessioun
Whan he is so trewe of condicion
That in no wyse he breke wol his day
To suche a man I can not sey nay
What quod this chanon sholde I be vntrew
Nay that were a
thing fallyn of new
Trowthe is a
thing that I wol euer kepe
In to that day in whiche I shal crepe
In to my graue or ellis crist forbede
B
[...]leuyth this as sikir as the crede
G
[...]d I thanke
and in
good tyme be it
said
That ther nas neuer man yet euyl
payd
For
gold ne siluer that he me lente
Ne neuer falshede in my herte I mente
And sir quod he now of my priuyte
Syn ye so goodliche haue be to me
And kidith to me so gret gentilnes
Somwhat to quyte with your kyndenes
I wil you shew yf ye list to here
I wol you teche plener the matere
How I can workyn in philosophye
Take
good hede ye shul weel seen at ye
That I wil a maistrye do or I goo
Ye sir quod the preest
and wol ye so
Mary ther of y pray you hertely
At your comaundement sir trewly
Quod the chanon
and ellis crist forbede
[Page]Lo how this theef coude his seruise be
[...]e
Ful soth it is that suche
profrid s
[...]ruise
Stynketh as witnesseth the olde wyse
And right sone I wol it verifye
In this Chanon rote of al trecherye
That euer more delit hath
and gladnes
Suche fendly thoughtis in his herte to expres
How cristis pepyl he may to mischief brynge
God kepe vs from his fals dissimulinge
Nought wiste this prest with whom that he delte
Ne of his harm
comyng
nothing he felte
O sely preest o sely Innocent
With couetyse anon thou shal be blent
O graceles ful
blynd is thy conceit
No
thing art thou waar of his disceit
Whiche that this fox shapen hath to the
His wylis his wrenchis thou maist not fle
Wherfore to go to the conclusion
That referrith to thy confusion
Vnhappy man anone I wil me hye
To tellyn thyn vnwit
and thy folye
And eke the falsnes of that other wrecche
As ferforth as my connynge wol streac
[...]e
This Chanon was my
lord ye wolde wene
Sire in feith
and be heuen quene
It was another Chanon
and not he
That can an
hundrid
fold more subtilte
He hath
betraid folk meny a tyme
Of his falsnes it duellith me to ryme
[Page]Euer whan I speke of his falshede
For shame of hym my chekis wexen rede
Algatis they begynnen forto glowe
For reednes haue I non right wel I knowe
In my visage for fumes diuerce
Of metal whiche ye haue
herd me reherce
Consumed
and
wastid hath my reednes
Now takith hede of this chanons cursidnes
Sir quod he to the preest lete your man goon
For quicsiluer that we hadde it anoon
And lete hym brynge vncis two or thre
And when he comyth as fast ye shul se
A wondir
thing whiche ye saw neuer or this
Sire quod the preest it shal be do ywis
He
bad his seruaunt fette hym this
thing
And he alredy was at his biddinge
And sente hym forth
and cam anone ageyn
With this quicsiluer shortly forto seyn
And took the vncis thre to the chanon
And he hem leyde wel
and faire a doun
And
bad the seruaunt colis forto brynge
That he anone mighte go to his werkynge
The colis right anon were y fet
And this chanon took out a crosselet
Out of his bosom
and shewde it to the preest
This instrument quod he whiche that thou seest
Take in thy
[...]ond
and put thy self theryn
Of this qui
[...]siluer an vnce
and begyn
In the name of crist to wexe a philosophir
[Page]Ther be ful fewe whiche I wolde it profre
To shewe hem thus muche of my science
For here shulle ye se by experience
That this quiksiluer I wol mortifye
Right in your sighte anon withouten lye
And make it as
good siluer
and as fyn
As ther is ony in your purs or myn
Or ellis where
and make it malliable
And ellis
hold me fals
and vnstabil
Amongis folk for euer to apere
I haue a poudre that cost me dere
Shal make al
good for it is cause of al
My connynge whiche I you shewe shal
Voidith your man
and let hym be withoute
And shit the dore whylis we be ther aboute
Our priuyte that no man vs a spye
Whylis that we worke in this phylosofie
Allas as he
bad
fulfillid was in dede
This ilke seruaunt anone out yede
And his maister shitte the dore anon
And to her labour spedely they goon
This preest at this
cursid Chanons
biddyng
Vpon the fyre anon set this
thing
And blew the fyre
and
bisied hym ful faste
And this Chanon in to the crosselet caste
A powder not I neuer where of it was
I made of chalk or of erthe of glas
Or somwhat ellis was not worth a flye
To blynde with this preest
and
bad hym hye
[Page]The colis forto couchyn al aboue
For in
tokenyng that I the loue
Quod this chanon thyn hondis two
Shul werke al
thing that here is do
Graunt mercy quod the preest & was right
glad
And
couchid the colis as the Chanon
bad
And whyle he bysy was this fendly wrecche
This fals chanon the foule
send hym fecche
Out of his bosom toke a bechyn cole
In whiche ful subtilly was made an hole
And ther ynne was put of siluer
[...]mayl
An vn
[...]e
and
stoppid was withouten fayl
The hole with wex to kepe the lymayl yn
And vnderstondith that this fals gyn
Was nat made there but it was
maad before
And othir thingis that I you telle shal more
Here aftir whiche that he with hym broughte
Er he cam there hym to begyle he thoughte
And so he dede er that they yede atwyn
Til he hadde
ternyd hym he coude not twynne
It dullith me whan I of hym speke
Of his falshede feyn wolde I me wreke
Yf I wiste how but here
and there
He is variaunt he abideth nowhere
But takith hede siris for goddis loue
He took his cole of whiche I spak aboue
And in his
hond he bare it priuely
And whylis this preest
couchid besily
The colis as I you tolde or this
[Page]This Chanon sayde
frend ye do amys
This is not
cowchid as it ought to be
But sone it shal
amendid be
Now let me medle therwith but a whyle
For of you I haue pyte by sainte gyle
Ye be right hoot I se how ye swete
Haue here a oloth
and wype alwey the weet
And whylis the prest
wipid his face
This Chanon took his cole with sory grace
And leyde it aboue vpon the mydwarde
Of the crosselet
and blew wel
aftirward
Tyl that the colis gan faste to brenne
Now yeue vs drynke quod the Chanon thenne
As swithe al shal be wel I vndertake
Sit we doun
and lete vs mery make
And when that this Chanon his bechyn cole
Had brought
and the lymayl out of the hole
Into the crosselet it fil anon doun
And so it muste nedis be resoun
Syn it so euene aboue
couc
[...]i
[...] was
But therof wist the preest no
thing allas
He
demyd al the colis liche
good
For of the slighte he no
thing
vnderstood
And whan this alkamystre saw his tyme
Ryse vp sire preest he
said anon &
stond by
[...]e
And for I woot wel yngot haue ye non
Goth walkith forth
and bryng
[...]th a chalkston̄
For I wol make of it the same shappe
That an yngot is yf it may happe
[Page]
And
bring eek with you a b
[...]lle or a panne
Ful of watir
and ye shul wel se thanne
How that our besynes shal thryue
[...] preue
And yet for ye shal haue no mysbeleue
Ne
wrong conceyt of me in your absence
I wil not be out of your presence
But go with yow
and com with you agayn
The chambir dore shorltly forto seyn
They
opened
and shit
and went hir wey
And forth with hem they took the key
And comen ayen withoute ony delay
What sholde I tary al the longe day
He took the chalk
and shoop it in the wyse
Of an Ingot as I shal you deuyse
I sey he took out of his owen sleue
Ateyn of siluer euyl moot he cheue
Whiche that ne was but an vnce of weyghte
And takith hede now of his
cursid sleyghte
He shoop his Ingot in lengthe
and in brede
Of this teyn withouten ony drede
So slighly that the preest it not
aspied
And in his sleue agayn he gan it hyde
And from the fyre he took vp his mater
And in the Ingot he put it with mery cheer
And in to the water vessel he it caste
When that hym list
and
bad the preest as faste
Loke what ther is put in thy
hond
and grope
Thou shalt fynde there siluer as I hope
What deuyl of helle sholde it ellis be
[Page]
Shauyng of siluer yes sire parde
He put his
hond yn
and took vp ateyne
Of siluer fyne
and
glad in euery veyne
Blithe was this preest when he sy it was so
Goddis
blissing
and his modris also
And alle halowes haue ye sire Chanon
Said this preest
and I here malison
But
and ye vouchesauf to teche it me
This nobil craft
and this
[...]ubtilte
I wyl be your man in al that euer I may
Quod this Chanon yet wol I make asay
The seconde tyme that ye mowe take hede
And be expert in this at your nede
Anothir day assay in myn absence
This discipline
and this crafty science
Lete take another vnce quod he tho
Of quycsiluer withoute wordis mo
And do therwith as ye haue do or this
With that other whiche that siluer is
The preest hym bisieth al that euer
[...]e can
To do as this Chanon this
cursid man
Comaundid hym
and faste blew the fyre
Forto come to the effect of his desire
And this Chanon right in this mene whyle
Al redy was this preest forto begile
And for contenaunce in his
hond bare
An holow sticke take kepe
and beware
In the ende of whiche was an vnce
and more
Of siluer lymayl put as
said is before
[Page]Was in his cole
and
stoppid with wex weel
Forto kepe in his limayl euery deel
And whyle the preest was in his bisynes
This chanon with his sticke gan it dres
To hym anone
and his powder cast yn
As he dede erst / the deuyl out of his skyn
Hym turne I prey to
god for his falshede
For he was euer fals in thought
and dede
And with his sticke aboue his crosselet
That was
ordeyned with that fals get
He
stirid the colts til al relente began
The wex ayens the fyre as euery man
But it a fool be woot weel it muste nede
And al that in the sticke was out yede
And in the crosselet hastliche fyl
Now gode siris what wil ye bet than wel
Whan that this preest was thus
begylid ageyn
Supposinge naught but trowthe soth to seyn
He was so
glad I can not expres
In no maner his mirthe
and his gladnes
And to the Chanon he
profrid eftsone
Body
and
good ye quod the chanon anone
Though I be poure crafty thou shalt me fynde
I warne the wel yet is thermore behynde
Is ther ony copir here Inne quod he
Ye quod the preest sir I trow ther be
Ellis go by vs sum
and that as swythe
Now gode sire go forth thy wey
and hye the
He wente his wey
and with his copir cam
[Page]
And the Chanon in his
hond it nam
And of that copir he
weyed out an vnce
Al to symple is my tunge to pronounce
As to mynstir of my wit the dulnes
Of this Chanon rote of al cursidnes
He
semyd frendly to hem that knew hym nought
But he was fendly bothe in work
and thought
It werieth me to telle of his falsnes
And natheles yes wol I it expres
To that entent that men mowe bewar therby
And for non other cause trewly
He put this vnce of copir in his crocelet
And on the fyre as swithe he it set
And cast yn powder & made the preest to blowe
And in his workynge for to stoupe lowe
As he dede er
and al was bu
[...] a Iape
Right as hym list the preest he made his ape
And aftir in the yngot he it cast
And in the panne put it atte last
Of watir
and yn he put his owen
hond
And in his sleue as ye be forn̄
hand
Herde me telle he hadde of siluer a teyne
He slighly took it out this
cursid heyn
Vnwetynge of the preest of this fals craft
And in the pannys botom he it laft
And in the watir rumbelith to
and fro
And wondir priuely took it vp also
The copir teyn nat knowynge the preest
And
hid it
and hym hent be the brest
[Page]
And to hym spak
and thus he sayde in game
Stoupith a doun be
god ye be to blame
Help me now as ye
did whyle eer
Put in your
hond
and lokith what is there
This preest took vp this siluer teyn anon
And than sayde the chanon leet vs goon
With thyse thre teynes which þ
• we haue wrought
To som goldsmyt
[...] to loke yf they be aught
For by my feith I nolde for myn
hood
But yf it were siluer fyne
and
good
And that as swithe
preuyd it shal be
Vnto the goldsmyth with thyse teynes thre
They wente
and put hem in assay
To fire
and hamyr might no man say nay
But that they were as hem ought to be
This
soctid preest who was gladder than he
Was neuer
brid gladder ayenst the day
Ne nyghtyngale in the seson of may
Was neuer noon that best list to synge
Ne lady lustier in carolinge
Or forto speke of loue or wommanhede
Ne knyght in armys done a lusty dede
To stonden in grace of his lady dere
Than hadde this preest this craft forto lere
And to the Chanon thus he spak
and sayde
That for the loue of
god that for vs alle deyde
As I may deserue it vnto yow
What shal this receyt coste tel me now
Be our
lord quod this Chanon it is dere
[Page]I warne you wel saue I
and a frere
In
Engelond can no man it make
No force quod he now sire for goddis sake
What shal I paye tel me I you pray
I wis quod he it is ful dere I say
Sire at o
word yf that it list you haue
Ye shul paye .xl.
pound so
god me saue
And nere the frendship that ye
did or this
To me sholde ye paye more ywis
This preest the summe of .xl.
pound anone
Of noblis fet
and took hem euerichone
To this Chanon for this ilke receit
Al his
workyng was but fraude
and disceit
Sire preest he sayde I kepe to haue no loos
Of my craft for I wol kepe it cloos
And as ye loue me kepe ye it secre
For yf men knewe al my subtilte
Be
god they wolde haue so gret enuye
To me be cause of my philosophie
I sholde be
ded ther were non other wey
God it forbede quod the prest what ye sey
Yet hadde I leuer spende al the
good
Whiche that I haue or ellis were I
wood
Than that ye sholde falle in suche a myschief
Weel sire haue ye wel
good preef
Quod this Chanon
and farewel grant mercy
And wente his wey
and neuer the p
[...]eest hym sy
Aftir that day when that this prest sholde
Makyn assay suche tyme as he wold
[...]
[Page]Of this receyt farewel it wolde not be
Lo thus
beiapid
and
begylid was he
Thus makith he his introduction
To bringe folk to her destruction
Considerith siris how that in eche astat
Betwix men
and
gold ther is debaat
So ferforth that vnnethis is ther noon
This multipliynge blindith so many one
That in
good feith y trow that it be
The cause grettist of suche scarsite
Th
[...]se philosophris spekyn so mistily
In this craft that men can nat com therby
For ony wit that men mowe haue now a dayys
They mowe wel chateryn as doon Iayys
And in her termys settyn her lust
and peyn
But to her purpoos shul they neuer atteyne
A man may lightly lerne yf he haue aught
To multiplye
and bringe his
good to naught
Lo whiche a lucre is in this lusty game
A mannys mirthe it wol turne vnto grame
And empte also grete
and heuy pursis
And makyn folk forto purchace cursis
Of hem that h
[...]ue h
[...]r
good to hem lent
O fy for shame tho that haue be brent
Alas can the
[...] not
[...]le the fyris hete
Ye that it vse I rede that ye it lete
Lest that ye l
[...]se al for be
[...] than neuer is late
Neuer to thr
[...]ue w
[...]re to longe date
Though ye pr
[...]lle euer neuer shul ye it fynde
[Page]Ye be as
bold as is
baiard the blynde
That blundrith forth
and paril castith none
He is as bolde to renne ayens a stone
As forto go besidis in the wey
So faren ye that multiplye I sey
Yf that your yen can not se a right
Loke that your mynde lak not his sight
For though that ye loke right
brood & stare
Ye shul wynne neuer of that chaffare
But waste al that ye mowe rappe
and renne
Withdraw the fyre lest it to faste brenne
Medlith nomore with that art I mene
For yf ye do your thrift is gon ful clene
And right as swithe I wol you telle here
What Philisophris
did in thi
[...] matere
Lo thus saith Arnolde of the new toun
As his rosary makith mencioun
He saith right thus withouten ony lye
Ther may noman mercury mortif
[...]
But yf it be by his brotheris knowlechinge
Lo how that he withsayde this thinge
Of philisophris fadir was hermes
He saith how that the dragon doutles
Ne dieth not but yf that he be sleyn
With his brothir
and that is f
[...]rto s
[...]yn
Be the dragon mercury
and non othe
[...]
He vnderstondeth & brymston be his brother
That out of sol
and
[...]una were I d
[...]awe
And therfore sayde he take hede to my sawe
[Page]Leet noman bisy hym this art forto seche
But he the entencion
and the speche
Of philosophris vnderstonde can
And yf he do he is a
lewd man
For this science
and this
kunnyng
sayd he
Is of the secret of secretis parde
Also ther was a discipil of plato
That on a tyme sayde his maistir to
As his book homer wol bere witnes
And this was his demaunde in sothfastnes
Tel me the Name of that priuy stoon
And plato
answerd to hym anon
Take the stoon that Thitanes men name
Whiche is that quod he magnacia is the same
Sayde Plato ye sir is it thus
This is ignotum per ignocius
What is magnacia gode sire I you prey
It is a watir that is
maad I sey
Of elementis foure quod p
[...]ato
Tel me the rote gode sir quod he tho
Of that watir yf it be your wille
Nay nay quod plato certeyn that I nylle
The philosophris w
[...]re sworn̄ euerichone
That they sholde discuce it to noon
Ne in no book it writyn in no manere
For vnto
god it is le
[...]f
and dere
For he wol nat that it
discurid be
But where it likith to his deyte
Man to enspire
and eek vnto defende
[Page]Whan that hym likith lo this is the ende
Than conclude I thus sith that
god of heuyn
Ne wol nat that the philisophris neuyn
How that a man shal come vnto this stoon
I rede as for the beste let it goon
For who so makith
god his aduersary
As forto workyn ony
thing in contrary
Of his wil neuer shal he thryue
Though that he multiplye terme of his lyue
And there a poynt for
endid is my tale
God sende euery
good man bote of his bale
[...]Here endith the tale of the Chanons yeman of multiplicacōn
and begynneth the tale of the doctour of phisik.
THer was as tellith titus liuyns
A knyght that
clepid was virginius
Fulfilled of honour
and of worthynes
Strong of frendis
and of riches
A doughter he hadde be his wyff
And neuer hadde he mo in al his lif
Fair was this mayde of excellent braute
Abouen euery wight that men might se
For nature hath with souereyn diligence
Fourmed her in so greet excellence
As though she wolde say lo I nature
Thus can I fourme
and peynte a creature
Whan that me list who can me countrefete
Pigmaleon not though he forge
and bete
Or graue or peynt for I dar wel seyn
[Page]A
[...]pollus Zephirus sholde wirche in veyn
To graue or peynte or forge or bete
If they
presumyd me to countirfete
For he that is the fourmour principal
Hath
maad me his vicair general
To fourme
and peynte eueriche erthly creature
Right as me list for al
thing is in my cure
Vnder the mone that may wane
and wexe
And for my werk no
thing wol I axe
My lorde
and I be fully of accorde
I made here to the worship of my
lord
So do I alle myn othir creaturis
Of what colours they be or what figuris
Thus semyth me that nature wolde say
This mayde was of .xij. yeer age
and twey
In whiche that nature
had suche delit
For right as he can peynte a lily whit
And rody as a rose with suche peynture
She
peyntid hath this nobil creature
Er she was vp on her limys fre
Were al so bright as suche colouris might be
And Phebus
died hadde her tressis grete
Lik to the stremys of his
burnyd hete
And yf that excellent was her beaute
A
thousand
fold more vertuous was she
In h
[...]r ne lackith no condicion
That is to preyse ay be discrecion
As wel in body as go
[...]t
[...] chast was she
For whi
[...]he she
flourid in virginite
[Page]With alle humyl
[...]te
and abstinence
With al attemꝑaunce
and pacience
With me
[...]ure eek
and
beryng of aray
Discret she was in answerynge alwey
She was as wyse as pallas dare I seyn
Her facunde eek ful womanly
and pleyn
None
countirfetid termys
had she
To seme wyse but aftir her degre
She spak
and alle her wordis more
and les
Sownynge in vertu
and in gentilnes
Shamefast she was in maydens shamfastnes
Constant in herte
and euer in be
[...]ynes
To dryue her out of her slogard
[...]y
Bacus hadde of her mouth no maistrye
For wil
and thought doth venus encr
[...]ce
As men in fyre wol caste oyl or grece
And of her owen vertu
vnconstreynyd
She hath ful ofte tymes here syk
feynyd
For that she wolde fle the company
[...]
Where lightly was to trete of foly
As i
[...] at festis reuellis
and daunsis
That been occasions of daliauncis
Suche thyngis make childryn forto be
To sone ripe
and
bold as men may se
Whiche is ful parlous
and hath been yore
For al to sone may she lerne lore
Of boldnes when she is a wyf
And ye maistresses in your olde lif
That lordis doughtris hauen in gouernaunce
[Page]Ne
[...]akith of my wordis no displesaunce
Thingis that been set in gouernaunce
Of lordis doughtris only for two thingis
Eythir forto kepe your honeste
Or ellis ye haue falle in freelte
And knowe wel y now the olde daunce
And conne forsake fully myschaunce
For euermore / therfore for cristis sake
Kepe wel tho that ye haue vndertake
A theef of veneson that hath forlaft
His licorousnesse
and al his theuys craft
Can kepe a forest best of ony man
Now keep hem wel for
and ye wil ye can
Lokith wel to no vice that ye assente
L
[...]st ye
dampnyd be for your euyl entente
For who so doth a treytour is certeyn
And takith hede of that I shal seyn
Of alle treson souereyn pestilence
Is when a wight betraieth Innocence
Ye fadris
and ye modris also
Thogh ye haue childryn one or two
Youre is the charge of al her sufferaunce
Whylis they been in ignoraunce
Bewaar by ensamplis of your liuynge
Othir he negligent in chastisinge
That they ne pissh for I dar wel seye
If that they do ye shul it dere abeye
Vnder a shepherde softe
and negligent
The wolf hath meny a sheep to rent
[Page]Suffisith ensaumplis I now as h
[...]re
For I muste turne ayen to my matere
This mayde of whiche I telle expres
She kepte her self she
nedid no maistres
For in her liuynge maydens myghte rede
As in a book euery
word in dede
That longith to amayde vertuous
She was so prudent
and so bownteuous
For whiche out
sprong on euery syde
Bothe of her bounte
and of her beaute wyde
That thorow the
lond they preysen hir echone
That
loued vertu saue enuye alone
That sory is of othir mennys w
[...]el
And
glad is of his sorow
and vnhele
This doctour makith this discripsion
This mayde wente in to the toun
Toward the tempil with her moder dere
As is of yonge maydens the manere
Now was ther a Iustice in the toun
That gouernour was of that region
And so befyl this Iugge his yen caste
Vp on this mayde
auising her ful faste
As she cam forth by there as the Iuge
stood
Anone his hert
chaungid al his
mood
So was he caught with beaute of this mayde
And to hym self ful priuely he sayde
This mayde shal be myn for ony man
Anone the
fend in to his herte ran
And taughte hym sodenly be w
[...]at sleighte
[Page]The mayden to his purpos wynne he mighte
For certis by no fors ne by no mede
Hym thoughte he was not abyl forto spede
For she was
strong of frendis
and eek she
Confermyd was in suche souereyn beaute
That wel he wiste he might her nat wynne
As forto make her with her body to synne
For whiche with gret deliberacion
He sente aftir a chorl in the toun
The whiche he knew ful subtil
and ful
bold
This Iuge vnto this chorl this tale hath
told
In secret wyse
and made hym to assure
H
[...] sholde telle it to no creature
And yf he dede he sholde lese his
hed
When
assentid was this
cursid
ded
Glad was the Iuge
and made
glad chere
And yaf hym yeftis precious
and dere
When shapyn was al this conspirasye
From poynt to poynt how that his lecherye
Parfourmyd shulde be ful subtilly
As ye shullyn here al openly
Hoom goth this chorl that highte claudius
This fals Iuge that highte appius
So was his name for it is no fabil
But knowen for an historial
thing notabil
The sentence of it soth is out of doute
This fals Iuge goth now faste aboute
To hastyn his delyte al that he may
And so be fyl sone aftir on a day
[Page]This fals Iuge as tellith vs the story
As he was wont sat in his consistory
And yaf his domys vp on sondry caas
This fals chorle cam forth a ful gret paas
And sayde
lord yf it be your wille
As doth me right vp on my pitous bille
In whiche I pleyne vp on virginius
And yf that he wil sey it is not thus
I wil preue it
and fynde
good witnes
That soth is that my bill wol expres
The Iuge
answerid of this in his absence
I may not yeue diffinyte sentence
Leet do calle hym
and I wol gladly here
Thou shalt haue right
and no
wrong here
Virginius cam to here the Iustices will
And right anone was
red this
cursid bill
The sentence was therof as ye shul here
To you my
lord Appius so dere
Shewith your poure seruaunt Claudius
How that a knyght
callid virginius
Ayenst the lawe
and ayenst al equyte
Holdith expres ayens the wil of me
My seruaunt whiche that is my thralle be right
Whiche from myn hous was stolyn on a nyght
Whylis she was ful
yong I wol it preue
Be witnes
lord so that ye nat greue
She nys nat his doughter what so he say
Wherfore my
lord Iustice I you pray
Yelde me my thral yf it be your wi
[...]le
[Page]Lo this was al the sentence of his bille
Virginius gan vp on the chorle beholde
But hastlye er
[...]e his tale tolde
He wolde a
defendid it as shulde a knyght
And by witnes of many a trewe wight
That al was fals that sayde his aduersary
This
cursid Iuge wolde no lenger tary
Ne here a
word more of virginius
But yaf his Iugement
and
said thus
I deme anone this chorl his seruaunt haue
Thou shalt no lenger in thy hous her saue
Go fet her forth
and put her in our warde
This chorle shal haue his thral thus I warde
And when this worthy knyght virginius
Thorow the assent of the Iuge apius
Mus
[...]e before his dere doughter yeuyn
Vnto the Iuge in lechery to lyuyn
He goth hym hoom
and set hym in his halle
And lete anon his dere doughter calle
And with a face
ded as asshis colde
Vp on her humbil face he gan beholde
With fadris pite
stikyng thorou his herte
Al wol he not from his purpos conuerte
Doughter quod he virginea by thy name
Ther been two weyys othir deth or shame
That thou must suffir allas that I was bore
For neuer thou deseruest wherfore
To dien with a
swerd or with a knyf
O dere doughter whiche that al my lyf
[Page]I haue
fostrid vp with suche plesaunce
That thou ne were out of my remembraunc
[...]
O doughter whiche that art my laste woo
And in my lif my laste ioye also
O gemme of chastite in pacience
Take thou thy deth for this is my sentence
For loue
and nat for hate thou must be
ded
My petous
hond muste smyte of thy
hed
Allas that euer Apius the say
Thus hath he
Iuged the to day
And tolde hir al the caas as ye before
Haue
herd it nedith to telle no more
Mercy dere fa
[...]ir quod the mayde
And with that worde she bothe her armys leyde
Aloute his necke as she was wont to do
The teris brast out of her yen two
And sayde gode fader shal I dye
Is ther no grace is ther no remedy
No certis dere doughter myn quod he
Than yeue me leue fadir myn quod she
My deth to compleyne a litil space
For parde Iaffa zaf his doughter grace
Forto compleyne or he her slow alas
And
god it woot no
thing was her trespas
But that she ran her fader forto se
To welcome hym with gret solempnite
And with that worde she fyl a swo
[...]ne anone
She risith vp
and to her fader sayde
Blissid be
god that y shal dye a mayde
[Page]Yef me my deth or that I haue a shame
Doth with your
child your wil a goddis name
And with that worde she praieth ful ofte
That with his
swerd he sholde smyte softe
And with that
word a swonne doun she fyl
Her fadir with sorouful herte
and fel
Here
hed of smoot
and by the top it h
[...]nt
And to the Iuge he yaf it in present
As he sat in his dome in consistory
When that the Iuge it saw as saith the story
He
bad take hym
and hange hym al so faste
But right anone al the pepil in thraste
To saue the knyght for rowthe
and for pite
For knowen was the fals iniquyte
The pepyl anon
had suspect in this
thing
By maner of this chorlis
iangebing
That it was by assent of appius
They wiste wel that he was lecherous
Forthwith vnto this appius they gon
And cast hym in prison
and that anon
Where as he slow hym self
and Claudius
That seruaunt was vnto appius
Was
demyd forto be
hongid vp on a tre
But virginius of his grete pyte
Prayde for hym that he was
exilid
And ellis certis
had he be
begilid
The remenaunt were
hongid bothe more & lesse
That
consentid were to this cursidnes
Here may men se how synne hath his merite
[Page]Beth waar for noman woot how
god wol smyte
In no degre ne in no maner wyse
The worm of conscience wol a ryse
Of
wickid lif though it so priuy be
That noman woot of but
god
and he
Whethir that he be
lewd man or
lerid
He noot how sone he may be a
ferid
Therfore I rede you this counsel take
Forsake synne or synne you forsake
¶Here endith the Phisicions tale.
And begynneth the Pardoneris
prolog.
OVr oste gan swere as he were
wood
Harow quod he be naylis
and be
blood
This was a fals thef a
curfid Iustice
As shameful deth as herte can deuyse
So falle on his body
and on his bonys
To the deuyl I betake hym attonys
Allas to dere boughte she her beaute
Wherfore I say that al men mow se
That yeftis of fortune
and of nature
Been cause of the deth of meny a creature
Her beaute was her deth I dar wel sayn
Allas so pitously as she was slayn
But here of wol I not procede as now
Men haue ful ofte more harm than prow
But trewly myn owen maister dere
This is a pitous tale forto here
But natheles passe ouer is no force
I pray to
god so saue thy gentil co
[...]ps
[Page]
And thyn vrynals
and thy Iourdens
Thyn Ipocras
and thyn galtens
And euery boy ful of letuary
God blisse hem
and our lady seynte mary
So mote I the thou art a propir man
And lik a prelat by saint damyan
Thou hast spoke ynough I can not sey in terme
But wel I wot thou makist myn herte to erme
That almost I haue caught a Cardiakil
Be corpus dominus but yf I haue tryakil
Or ellis a draughte of corny moysty ale
Or but I here anon amery tale
My herte is lost for pite of this mayde
Thou belamy Iohn pardoner he sayde
Tel vs sum mirthis or Iapis right anon
It shal be do he sayde by seynt Runyon
But first quod he here at this ale stake
I wol bothe drynke
and ete of a Cake
But right anon thyse gentils began to crye
Nay let hym telle vs of no rebaudrye
Tel vs sum moral
thing that we mowe lere
Som wit
and than wol we gladly here
I graunte ywis quod he but I muste thynke
Vp on sum honest
thing whyl
[...]s that I drynke
¶Here endith the Pardoners
prolog. ¶
And begynneth the Pardoners tale.
LOrdingis
qd he in chirchis when I preche
I p
[...]yne me to haue an haunten speche
Criyng it out as
round as goth a belle
[Page]For I can be roote al that I telle
My teme is euer one
and alwey was
Radix malo
(rum) est cupiditas
First I pronounce whens that I come
And than my billis shewe I alle
and some
Our liege lordis seal is my patent
That shewe I first my body to warent
That no man be so bolde ne preest ne clerk
Me to distourbe of cristis holi werk
And aftir that telle I forth my talis
Bullis of Popis
and of Cardinalis
Of Patriarkis
and Bisshoppis I shewe
And in latyn I speke wordis a fewe
To saueryn with my predicacioun
And forto stere men to deuocioun
Then shewe I forth my longe cristal stones
I
cramyd in cloutis ful of bonys
Relikes they been as wenyn they echon
Than haue I in laton a sholdirbon
Whiche that was an holy iewis sheep
Gode men say I take of my wordis keep
If that this boon be wasshe in ony welle
Yf kow or calf sheep or oxe swelle
That ony worm hath ete or hym stonge
Touche he this boon anone he shal be sound
[...]
And yet also more ferthirmore
Of pokkis
and of scabbis
and euery sore
Shal euery sheep be hool that of this welle
Drynketh a draughte take kepe of that I telle
[Page]Wol euery wight or that the cook croweth
And
wold do ony
thing that hym oweth
Fastynge drynke of this welle a draughte
As that holy Iew our eldris taughte
His bestis
and his stoor shal multiplye
And syris also it helith ielousie
And though a man befalle in gelous rage
Leet make with this watir his potage
And neuer shal he more his wyf mystryste
Though he the defaute by her wiste
Al
had she take prestis two or thre
Here is a meteyn eek ye may se
He that his
hond wol put in that meteyn
He s
[...]l haue
multiplyyng of his greyn
Whan
[...]e hath sowen be it whete or otys
So that he offre pens or ellis grotis
And men
and women o
thing warne I yow
If o
[...] wight be in this chirche now
That hath doon synne horrible that he
Dar not for shame shryuyn be
Or ony woman be she
yong or olde
That hath
ymaad her
husbond Cokeolde
Suche f
[...]lk shal haue no power ne grace
To offir to my relikes in this place
And who so fyndith hym out of suche blame
Comyth vp
and offir in goddis name
And I assoyle hem by the auctorite
Suche as by bull was
grauntid me
By this gaude haue I wonne many a yeer
[Page]An
hundrid mark syn I was pardoner
I stonde lik a clerk in many a Pulpet
And shewe
lewd pepyl
and doun they set
I preche so as ye haue
herd before
And telle an
hundrid Iapis more
Than peyne I me to strecche forth myn necke
And est
and west vp on the pepyl I becke
As doth a dowue sittynge vpon a bern̄
Myn hondis
and my tonge gon so yern̄
That it is ioye to se my besines
Of auarice
and suche cursidnes
Is al my prechinge to make hem fre
To yeue her pens
and namely vnto me
For myn entent is not but forto wynne
And no
thing for correction of synne
I recke not when that they be
beried
Though her soulis goon a
blakeberied
For certis many a predicacion
Sowneth ofte tyme of euyentencion
Some for plesaunce of folk
and for flaterye
To ben
auauncid be ypocrisie
And som for veynglory
and som for hate
For when I dar not other whyle debate
Than wol I stynge hem with my tonge smerte
In prechinge so that they shul not as
[...]erte
To ben
diffamed falsly yf that
[...]e
Hath
trespassid othir to my bretheryn or me
For though I telle not his proper name
Men shal wol knowe it is the same
[Page]By symonye or by othir circumstauncis
Thus quyte I folk that doth vs displesauncis
Thus spit I out my venym vnder hewe
Of holynes to seme holy
and trewe
But shortly myn entent I wol deuyse
I preche of no
thing but of couetyse
Therfore my teme is yet
and euer was
Radix oīm malo
(rum) est cupiditas
Thus gan I preche the same wyse
To suche as be
vsyng the syn of aueryse
But though my self be gilty in that synne
Yet can I make other folk to twynne
From auarice /
and sore to repente
But that is not my principal entente
I preche no
thing but for couetyse
Of this mater it ought y now suffyse
Than telle I of ensamplis many on
Of olde storyes / longe tyme agoon
For
lewd pepyl louyn talis olde
Whiche thingis can they weel reporte & holde
What trow ye whylis that I may preche
And forto wynne
gold & siluer forto teche
That I wil lyue in pouert wilfully
Nay nay I thoughte it neuer trewly
For I wol preche
and begge in sondry londis
I wil not do no labour with my hondis
And make baskettis
and lyue therby
Be cause I wol not begge Idelly
I wil non of the apostolis countirfete
[Page]Al were it yeuyn of the porest page
Or of the porest widow in a village
Al sholde her childryn sterue for famyn
Nay I wol drynke the licour of the wyn
And haue a ioly wenche in euery toun
But herkeneth lordingis in conclusion
Your
likyng is that I shal telle a tale
Now I haue dronke a draughte of corny ale
Be
god I hope I shal telle you a
thing
That
[...]al by reson be at your likynge
For though my self be a ful vicious man
Amoralle tale yet I you telle can
Whiche I am wont forto preche
and also wynne
Now holde your pees my tale I wol begynne
IN flaundris sumtyme was a company
Of yonge folk that hauntedyn foly
As ryot
hazard Stewis
and tauernys
And pleye the harlottis in many hernys
They daunce
and pleye atte dyce both day & night
And etyn
and drynkyn a bouen her myght
Thorow whiche they doon the deuyl sacrifise
With ynne the deuyll tempil in
cursid wyse
The superfluytees abhominabil
Here othis be so grete
and dampnabil
That it is grisly forto here hem swere
Our
blissid lordis body they to tere
Hem thoughte the iewis rente hym not y nough
And eche of hem at othir synne lough
And right anone cam the Tomble
[...]eris
[Page]Fetis
and smale
and
yong frutestris
Singars with harpis Bawdis wafreris
Suche as been verry the deuyll officeris
To kyndil
and blowe the firis of lecherye
That is
annexid vnto glotonye
The holy wryt take I to witnesse
That lecherye is in wyne
and in dronkenesse
Lo how that dronkyn Loth vnkyndely
Lay be his doughtris two vnwetyngly
So dronke he was he nyste what he wroughte
And therfore sore repente hym oughte
Herodis who so wol the storyes seche
There may ye lerne
and by ensampil teche
Whan he of wyne was repleet at his feste
Right at his owen tabil yaf his heste
To sle the Baptist Iohn ful giltlees
Senek saith eke gode wordis doutles
He saith he can no difference fynde
Betwix a man that is oute of his mynde
And a man that is dronkelew
But that woodnes fallyn is in a shrew
Perseuerith lenger than doth dronkenes
O glotenye ful of cursidnes
O cause first of our confusion
O original of our dampnacion
Til crist hadde bought vs with his
blood ageyn
Lo how dere
and shortly was to seyn
A bought was this
cursid vilony
Corupt was al this
world thorou glotony
[Page]Adam our fader
and his wyf also
Fro paradys to labour
and to woo
Were dryuen for that vice it is no drede
For whylis that adam
fastid as I rede
He was in Paradise
and whan that he
Ete of the fruyt
defendid on the tre
Anon he was out cast to woo
and peyne
O glotenye on the oughte vs wel to pleyne
O wiste a man how meny maladies
Folowith of excesse
and of glotenyes
He sholde be the more me
[...]urabil
Of his diete
sittyng at his tabil
Allas the short throte the tendir mouth
Makith that est
and west North
and south
In erthe in eyr in watir men to swynke
To gete a gloton mete
and drynke
O Poule of this mater wel ainst thou entrete
Mete vnto wombe
and wombe vnto mete
Shal
god destroien bothe as Poule saith
Allas a foul
thing it is be my feith
To say this worde
and foulir is the dede
When men so drynkith of the white
and rede
That of his throte he makith his pryue
Thorow that
cursid superfluyte
The apostil wepynge saith ful petously
Ther walkyn meny of whiche you
told haue I
I say it now wepynhe with pitous vois
That they been enemyes of cristis crois
Of whiche the ende is deth the wombe is her
god
[Page]O wombe o bely o stynkynge
[...]od
Fulfillid of
dung
and of corrupcion
At eyther ende of the foul is the soun
How gret cost
and labour is to fynde
Thyse cookis how they stampe streyne & grynde
And turne substaunce in to accident
To fulfille al thy licorous talent
Out of the harde bonys knockyn they
The mary for they caste naught awey
That may go thorow the golet softe
and sote
Of spicery of leuys barke
and rote
Shal be his sause ymade by delite
To make hym yet an newe appetite
But certis he that
[...]auntith suche delicis
Is
ded whylis that he liuyth in the vicis
A lecherous
thing is wyne
and dronkenesse
It is ful of stryuynge
and of wrecchidnesse
O dronken man
disfigurid in thy face
Foul is thy breth
[...]ul art thou to embeace
And thorow thyn dronkin nose sownyth thy soun
As though thou saydist ay Sampson Sampsoun
And yet
god woot sampson drank neuer no win
Thou farist as it were a
stykid swyn
Thy tonge is lost
and al thyn honest curis
For dronkenes is verry sepulturis
Of mannys wit
and his discrecion
In whom that drynke hath dominacion
He can no counsel kepe it is no drede
Now kepe you fro the whyte
and fro the rede
[Page]Namely fro the whyte wyne of lepe
That is to selle in fissh strete or in chepe
This wyne of spayne crepith subtilly
In othir wynys
growyng fast by
Of whiche ther risith suche fumosite
That when aman hath dronkyn draughtis thre
And wenyth that he be atte tonne in chepe
He is in Spayne right at the toun of lepe
Not at rochel ne at bordeux toun
And than wol he say Sampsoun Sampsoun
But herkenyth lordingis o
word I you pray
That al the souereyn actis dar I say
Of victories in the olde testament
That thorou very
god that is omnipotent
Were doon in abstinence
and in praier
Lokith the Bibil
and there ye mowe it lere
Lokith attilla the grete conquerour
Deyde in his sleep with shame
and dishonour
Bledynge ay at his nose in dronkenes
A Capteyn sholde lyue in sobirnes
And ouer al this auyse you right weel
What was
comaundid vnto lamuel
Nat Samuel but lamuel say I
Redith the Bibil
and
fynd it expresly
Of wyne yeuynge to hem that haue Iustice
Nomore of this for it may wel suffise
ANd now that I haue spoke of glote
[...]y
Now wol I defende you sa
[...]ard
[...]y
Hasardrye is very moder of lesyngis
[Page]
And of disceit
cursid forsweryngis also
Of bataylle ofte tyme
and of othir mo
It is repreef
and contrary vnto honour
Forto beholden a Comune hasardour
And euer the hyer that he is in astat
The more he is holden dissolate
If that a prince vse hasardrye
In al gouernaunce
and al polecye
He is as by comune oppinion
Y holde the lasse in reputacion
Stillebone that was holde a wyse Embassetour
Was sent in to garnathe with gret honour
Fro Calidone to make hem aliaunce
And whan he cam hym happith this chaunce
That alle the grettist that were of that lo
[...]d
[...]
Ple
[...]ynge atte hasarde he hem fonde
For whiche as sone as that it mighte be
He stale hym hoom ayeen to his contre
And s
[...]yde there wil I not lese my name
I wol not take on me so gret defame
You forto a lye to non hasardouris
Sendith other wyse ambassi
[...]touris
For be my trouthe me were leuer dye
Than I you to hasardouris shulde a lye
For ye that been so glorious
[...] honouris
Shal not a lye you to hasar
[...]ouris
As by my wil ne as by my trete
This wyse Philosophir thus
sayd he
Loke thou vse no pley of dyse in thy hous
[Page]Loke eke how the kynge Emetrus
Sente hym a peyre of dyse in scorn̄
For he hadde
vsed hasardrye ther be forn̄
For whiche he
held his glorye
and his renoun
At no value as of reputacioun
Lordis mighten fynde othir maner pley
Honest ynough to dryue the day awey
NOw wol I speke of othis fals
and grete
A
word or two as many bokes trete
Greet
swering is
thing abhominabil
And fals
swering is a
thing more reprouable
The high
god
forbad
swering at all
Witnes of Mathew but in special
Of
swering saith hol
[...] Iheromye
Thou shalt swere soth thyn othis
and not lye
And swere in dome
and in rightwisnes
But ydil
swering is a cursidnes
Behold
and se that in the firste tabil
Of high goddis hestis honourabil
How that the seconde heste of hym is this
Take not myn name in ydilnes amys
Lo rather he forbedith suche
swering
Or homycidy or ony other
cursid
thing
I say as be ordre thus it stondith
This knoweth they þ
• his hestis v
[...]derstondith
Hou that the seconde heste of
god is that
And furthirmore I wil the telle at plat
That vengeaunce shal not parte from the hous
That of his othis is outrageous
[Page]Ey be goddis precyous herte & be his naylis
And be his
blood that is in haylis
Seuyn is my chaunce
and thyn is fyue & thre
Ey goddis armys yf thou falsly pley with me
This daggar shal thorow thyn herte go
This fruyt comyth of the
biochid bonys two
Forsweringe Ire falsnes
and homicide
Now for the loue of crist that for vs dide
Leuith your othis bothe grete
and smale
For cristis sake
and herkenyth my tale
Thyse ryotouris thre of whiche I telle
Longe or to pryme were ronge ony belle
Were set hem in a tauerne to drynke
And as they sat they herde a belle clynke
Before a cors was
caried to his graue
That on of hem gan calle to his knaue
Go bet quod he
and axe redily
What cors is this that passith forth by
And loke that thou reporte his name wel
Sire quod the boy it nedith neuer a deel
It was me
told or ye cam here two houris
He was parde an
old felow of youris
Al sodenly was he sleyn to nyght
For dronke as he sat on his bench vpright
Ther cam a pryue theef men clepe deth
That in this contre al pepil sleth
And with his sper he smot his herte in two
And wente his wey with oute wordis mo
And maistir er ye come in his presence
[Page]He hath a
thousand sleyn this pestelence
Me thinkith it were necessary
Forto bewaar of suche an aduersary
Deth is redy forto mete hym euermore
Thus taughte me my dame I say nomore
O seynte mary
said this tauernere
The
child saith soth for he hath this yere
Hens ouer a myle slayn in a gret village
Bothe man
and woman
child
and page
I trowe his habitacion be there
To been
auisid gret wisedom it were
Er that he
did a man a dishonour
Ye goddis armys sayde this riotour
Is it suche peril with hym forto mete
I shal hym seke by dale
and eke by strete
I shal hym sle be goddis digne bonys
Harkyn felowis we thre been alonys
Let ech of vs becomyn othris brother
And ech of vs holde vp his
hond to other
And we wol sle this traitour deth
He shal be slayn he that so many sleth
Be goddis dignite or it be nyght
To gedir haue thyse thre her hertis hight
To lyue
and dye ilke of theym with othir
As though he were his owen swore brothir
And vp they stert al dronke in this rage
And forth they goon
toward that village
Of whiche the tauerner hath spoke befo
[...]n̄
And many a grisly oth haue they sworn̄
[Page]
And cristis
blissid body they to rente
Deth shal be
ded yf that we may hym hente
When they haue goon not fully a myle
Right as they wolde haue goon ouer a style
An
old poure man with hem mette
This olde man full mekely hem grette
And sayde thus lordingis
god you se
The proudest of thyse riotours thre
Answerde what charl with
hard grace
Why art thow al
forwrappid saue thy face
Why l
[...]uyst thou so longe in so gret age
This olde man gan loke in her visage
And sayde thus for I can not fynde
A man though I walke in to ynde
Neyther in cyte ne in village
That wol chaunge his yonthe for myn age
And therfore muste I haue myn age still
As longe tyme as it is goddis will
Ne deth allas wol not haue my lyf
Thus walke I lik a recheles caytiff
And on the grounde whiche is my modris gate
I knocke with my staf erly
and late
And say leue modir lete me yn
Lo how I vanyssh flesh
blood
and skyn
Allas whan shal my honys be at reste
Modir with you wolde I chaunge my cheste
That in my chambir longe tyme hath be
Ye for an heir clout to wrappe ynne me
But yet to me she wol not do that grace
[Page]For whiche ful paal &
wrecchid is my face
And seris to you it is no curtesie
To speke to an olde man vilony
But y trespasse othir in
word or in dede
Ye may your self in holy writ rede
Ayenst an olde man hore vp on his
heed
Ye sholde a ryse wherfore I you rede
Ne doth to non olde man harm now
Nomore than ye wolde men dide to you
In age yf ye sholde longe abyde
And
god be with you wher ye go or ryde
I muste go thyder as I haue to do
Nay olde chorle be
god thou shalt not so
Seyde this othir hasardour anon
Thou partist not so lightly be seynt Iohn
Thou spakist right now of that treitour deth
That in this contre al our frendis sleth
Haue her my trouthe thou art his aspye
Tel where he is or thou shalt dye
Be
god
and by the holy sacrement
For shortly thou art one of his assent
To sle vs yonge folk thou fals theef
Now seris yf that it be to you leef
To fynde deth turne vp this
crokid wey
For in that groue I hym saw last be my fey
Vnder a tre
and there he wol abyde
For your boost he wil no
thing hym hyde
Se ye that Oke right there ye shul h
[...]m fynde
God saue you that boughte al man kynde
[Page]
And you amende thus sayde this olde man
And euery of thyse riotouris so they ran
Til they cam to the tre
and there they
found
Of floreyns fyn golde I
coyned rounde
Wel nye an echte busshellis as hem thoughte
No lengir than aftir deth they soughte
But ech of theym so
glad was of that sighte
For that the floreyns so fair were
and brighte
That doun they sat be the precyous
hord
The worste of hem he spak the firste worde
Bretheryn quod he take kepe what I saye
My wit is greet though I bourde
and playe
This tresour hath fortune vnto vs yeuyn
In mirthe
and Iolite our lif to lyuyn
And l
[...]ghtly as it comyth so wol we spende
[...]y goddis precyous dignyte who wende
To day t
[...]at we shulde haue so fair a grace
But mighte this
gold be
caried fro this place
Hoom to my hous or ellis vnto youris
Than mighte we say that it were al ouris
Than were we in high felicite
But trew
[...]y by day it ma
[...] not be
Men wolde say that we were theuys
strong
And for our owen tresour don vs honge
This tresour muste be
caried be nyght
As wisely
and as s
[...]ly as it mighte
Wherfore I rede leet loke
among vs alle
Draw cut let se wh
[...]re that i
[...] wil falle
He that
[...]ath the shortist cut with herte blithe
[Page]Shal renne to toun
and that ful swithe
To brynge vs
bred
and wyne ful priuely
And two of vs shal kepe ful subtilly
This tresour we
[...]
and yf he wol not tarien
Whan it is nyght we wol this tresour carien
Be one assent where as vs list best
That on of hem broughte strawe in his fist
And bad him drawe & loke on whom it
wold fa
[...]l
And it fyl on the yongest of hem alle
And forth
toward the toun he wente anone
And also sone as he was goon
That on of hem spak thus vnto that othir
Thou wotist well thou art my sworn b
[...]othir
Thy profit wol I telle the right anon
Thou wost well that our felow is goon
And here is
gold
and that ful gret plente
That shal be
departid
among vs thre
But natheles yf I can shape it so
That it
departid were
among vs two
Had I not doon a frendis turn to the
That othir answerde y not how it mighte be
I wot wel the
gold shal be ouris two
What shul we say what shul we do
Shal it be counsell sayde the firste shrewe
And I shal telle th
[...] in wordis fewe
What we shul do
and brynge it wel aboute
I graunte quod that othir out of doute
That be my trouthe I wol the not bewrey
Now quod he thou wotist wel we be tweye
[Page]
And tweyne of vs shal strenger be than on
Loke when he is set
and than anon
A ryse as though thou woldist with hym pleye
And I shal ryue hym thorough the sidis tweye
Whilis thou strogelist with hym in game
And with thy daggar loke thou do the same
And than shal al this
gold
departid be
My dere
frend betwix me
and the
Than may we bothe our lustis fulfille
And pleye atte dyse right at our owen wille
And thus
accordid be thyse shrewis tweye
To sle the thridde as ye haue
herd me seye
This yongest whiche that wente to the toun
Ful ofte in herte he
rollid vp
and doun
The beaute of thyse floreyns newe
and bright
O
lord quod he yf so were that I might
Al this tresour wynne to my self alone
Ther nys noman that liuyth vnder trone
Of
god that sholde lyue as mery as I
And atte laste the
fend our enemy
Put in his herte that he sholde poyson beye
With whiche he mighte sle his felowis twey
For why the
fend
fond hym in suche liuynge
That he hadde leue hym in sorow to brynge
For this was vtterly his entent
To sle hem bothe
and neuer to repent
And forth he goth no lenger wolde he tary
In to the toun vnto apotecary
And prayde hym that he wolde hym selle
[Page]Som poison that he mighte his rattis quelle
And eek therwith was a polcat in his hawe
That as he sayde his capons hadde slawe
And sayde he wolde wreke hem yf he mighte
Of vermyn that destroyde hem be nyghte
The potecary
answerd thou shalt haue
A
thing as wisly
god my soule saue
In al this worlde ther is no creature
That etyn or drynkyn hath of this confecture
Not but the mounteunce of a corn̄ of whete
That he ne shal anon his lif forlete
Ye sterue he shal
and that in lasse whyle
Or thou wolt go
passing half a myle
This poyson is so
strong
and so violent
This
cursid man hath in his
hond it bent
And swithe in to the strete vnto a man
As faste as euer he mighte he ran
And
borwid hym large botellis thre
And in to the tweyne the poyson
pourid he
The thridde he kepte clene for his drynke
For al nyght he shoop hym forto swynke
In cariynge of this
gold. out of this place
And whan this riotour with sory grace
Hadde
fillid ful his grete botellis thre
To his felowis ayeen repayrith he
What nedith it to sermone of it more
For right as th
[...]y hadde cast his deth afore
Right so they haue hym sleyn right anone
And when this was doon than spak that one
[Page]Now leet vs sitte & drynke & make vs mery
And
aftirward we wil his body bery
And
aftirward it
happid hym ꝑ caas
To take the botel there the poyson was
And drank
and yaf his felow drynke also
For whiche anon they steruyn bothe two
But certis I suppose that Auicenne
Wroot neuer in no canoun ne in no sene
More wonder sorowis of enpoysonynge
Thus hadde thyse wrecchis two her endynge
Thus
endid ben thyse homicides two
And the fals empoysoner also
O
cursid synne ful of cursidnes
O traytours homicides o wickidnes
O glotony o luxury o hasardrye
Thou blashemar of crist with vilonye
And othes grete of vsage
and of pryde
Allas mankynde how may it betyde
That to thy creatour whiche that the wrought
And with his precyous
blood the bought
Thou art so fals
and so vnkynde allas
Now gode men
god foryeue you your trespas
And ware you from the synne of auarice
My holy pardoun may you alle warisshe
So that ye offir nobillis or sterlingis
Or ellis siluer sponys brochis or ryngis
Bowith your
heed vnder thyse holy bullis
Comyth vp y
[...] wyuys offrith of your wollis
Your names I entre in my roll anon
[Page]Into the blisse of heuyn shal ye goon
I you assoylle be my high power
You that wol offre as clene
and as cleer
As ye were bore lo seris thus I preche
And Ihesu crist that is our soulis leche
So graunte you his pardon to resceyue
For that is best I wil you not deceyue
But seris o
word forgat I in my tale
I haue relikes
and pardon in my male
As fair as ony man in
Engelond
Whiche were me yeue be the Popis
hond
Yf ony of you wol of deuocioun
Offryn
and haue myn absolucion
Comyth forth anon
and knelith here a doun
And mekely receyueth your pardoun
And ye shul haue my pardon that ies hende
Or ellis takith pardon as ye wende
Al newe
and fressh at euery tounys ende
So that ye offir alwey newe
and newe
Noblis or pens whiche that been gode & trewe
It is an honour to euerich that is here
That ye mowe haue a sufficiaunt pardonere
To assoylle you in contre as ye ryde
For auenturis whiche that may betyde
For ꝑauenture ther may falle on or two
Doun of his hors
and breke his ne
[...]ke a two
Loke whiche a surete it is to you alle
That I am in your feleship y falle
That may assoylle you bothe more
and les
[Page]Whan that the soule shal from the body pas
I rede that our ost here shal begynne
For he is most inuolupt in synne
Comyth forth sir ost
and offrith right anon
And thou shalt kisse the relikes euerichon
Ye for a grote vnbokil anon thy purs
Nay nay quod he than haue I cristis curs
Let be quod he it shal not be so theche
Thou woldist make me kis thyn olde breche
And swere it were a relik of a seynt
Though it were with thy fundement I peynt
But by that cros whiche that saint Eleyn
fond
I wolde I hadde thy colious in my
hond
In stede of relikes othir of saintewary
Let cutte hem of I wol helpe the hem to cary
They shul be
shryned in an hoggis
tord
This pardoner
answerd not o
word
So wroth he was he wolde no
word sey
Now quod our ost I wol no lenger pley
With the ne with non other angry man
But right anon the worthy knyght began
Wh
[...]n that he saw that al the pepyl lough
Nomore of this for it is right ynough
Sir Pardoner be mery
and
glad of chere
And ye sir ost that be to me so dere
I pray you that ye kisse the pardonere
And pardoner I pray the draw the nere
And as we
did let vs laughe
and pley
Anon they
kissid
and riden forth her wey
[Page]Here endith the Pardoneris tale.
And begynneth the Shipmannys tale.
A Marchaunt somtyme was at seynt denys
That riche was wherfore men held him wise
A wyf he hadde of excellent beaute
And compenable
and reuelons was she
Whiche
thing causith more dispence
Than worth is al the fauour
and reuerence
That men hem doon at festis
and at daunsis
Suche salutacions
and countenauncis
Passin as doth a shadow vp on a wal
But wo is hym that paien muste for al
The sely husbonde algate he must paye
He muste vs bothe clothe
and eek araye
For his owen worship ful richely
In whiche aray we daunsyn Iolily
And yf that he naught paye ꝑauenture
Orellis list not suche spencis endure
But thynkith it is
wastid
and y lost
Than muste another paye for our cost
Or lene vs golde
and that is parlous
This nobil Marchaunt
held a nobil hous
For whiche he hadde so greet repeir
For his largenes
and for his wyf was feir
That folie is but herkenyth to my tale
Among alle thyse gestis grete
and smale
Ther was a monk a fair man
and a
bold
I trow that .xxx. winter he was
old
That euer in one was
drawyng to that place
[Page]This yonge monk that was so fair of face
Aqueyntid was so with the
good man
Sith that their first knowlage began
That in his hous as familier was he
As is possible ony
frend to be
But for asmuche as this
good man
And eke this monk of whiche I began
Were bothe two born in on village
The monk of hym claymeth for cosinage
And he ayen saith not onys nay
But was as
glad ther of as foul of day
For to his herte it was a greet plesaunce
Thus been they knyt with etern allyance
And eche of hem gan other forto ensure
Of brotherhede whyle that her lyf may dure
Fre was dane Iohn
and namly of dispence
As in that hous
and ful of diligence
To doon plesaunce
and also gret costage
He nat foryat to yeue the leste page
Whan that he cam sum maner honest
thing
For whiche they were as
glad of his
comyng
As foul is fayn whan sonne vp risith
Nomore of this for it
[...]u
[...]fisith
But so be fyl this marchaunt on a day
Shoop hym to make red
[...] his aray
Toward the toun of B
[...]uggis forto fare
To byen there aporcioun of ware
For whiche he hadde to Paris sent anon
A messanger
and
praid hath dan Iohn
[Page]That he sholde come to saint denys
and pl
[...]y
With hym
and his wyf a day or tweye
Er he to Briggis wente in alle wyse
This nobil monk the whiche I you deuyse
Hath of his abbot as hym list licence
Be cause he was a man of high prudence
And eke an Officer out forto ryde
To se her graungis
and her bernys wyde
And to saint Denys comyth hym anone
Who was so welcom as my
lord dan Iohn
Our dere cosyn ful of curtesie
With hym he broughte a Iub of maluefie
And eke another ful of fyn vernage
And vitayl as was his vsage
And thus I lete hem drynke ete
and pleye
This Marchaunt
and this monk a day or tweye
The thridde day the Marchaunt vp risith
And on his nedis sadly hym auisith
And vp to his countirhous goth he
To rekene with hym self wel may be
Of that yeer how that it with hym
stood
And how that he
dispendid
had his
good
And yf
encresid he hadde or none
His bokis
and his baggis many one
He leyeth beforn̄ hym on his
countyng
bord
Ful riche was his tresour
and his
hord
For whiche ful fast his countour he she
[...]te
And eke he wolde that noman sholde hym lette
Of his accountynge for the mene tyme
[Page]
And thus he sat til it was
passid pryme
Dan Iohn was risen in the morow also
And in the gardyn
walkid to
and fro
And sayde his thingis ful coriously
This
good wyf cam
walking priuely
Into the gardyn there as he
walkid softe
And hym
salewid as she hath doon ofte
A mayde
child cam in her company
Whiche as she list she may gouerne
and gye
For yet vnder the yerde was the mayde
O dere cosyn myn dan Iohn she sayde
What eylith you so rathe forto ryse
Nece quod he it oughte ynough suffise
Fyue houris to slepe on a nyght
But it were for an
old
pallid wight
As been thyse olde
weddid men that lien & dare
As in a fourme sittith a wery hare
Were al for straught wit houndis grete & smale
But dere nece why loke ye so pale
I trow certis that our
good man
Hath you
labourid sith the nyght began
That you were nede to restyn hastely
And with that
word he lough ful merily
And with his owen thought wext al
reed
This faire wyf gan shake her
hed
And sayde thus ye
god woot quod she
Nay cosyn it stondith not so with me
For by that
god that yaf me soule
and lyf
In al the r
[...]me of Fraunce is ther no wyf
[Page]That lasse lust hath to that sory play
For y may synge allas
and wel a wey
That I was born̄ but to no wyght quod she
Dar I not telle how it stondith with me
Wherfore I thinke out of this
lond to wende
Or ellis of my self to make an ende
So ful am I of drede
and of care
This monk began vp on this wyf to stare
And sayde allas myn nece
god forbede
Ye for ony sorow or for ony drede
For do your self / but tel me your greef
Parauenture I may in your myschief
Counsel or helpe
and therfor tellith me
Al your annoye / for it shal secret be
For on my port hose here I make myn oth
That neuer in my lif for leef ne loth
Ne shal I of no counsel you bewreye
The same quod she to you y seye
Be
god
and be this portose I you swere
Though men wol me al to pecis tere
Ne shal I neuer forto go to helle
Bewrey o
word of
thing that ye me telle
Nat for no cosynage / ne alliaunce
But verily for loue /
and affiaunce
Thus been they swore
and there vp on I kist
And eche talkith to other what them list
Cosyn quod she yf I hadde space
As I haue none
and namly in this place
Than wolde I telle a legende of my lif
[Page]What I haue
suffrid syn I was wyf
With my husbonde al be he your cosyn
Nay
qd this monk by
god & by saint Martyn
He is nomore Cosyn to me
Than is the leef that hangith on the tre
I clepe hym so by seynt denys of Fraunce
To haue of hym the more acqueyntaunce
And of you whom I loue specially
Aboue alle women sikirly
This swere I you on my professioun
Tellith your greef lest he come doun
And hastith you
and go awey anon
My dere loue quod she o dan Iohn
Ful leef were me this counsel to hyde
But out it moot it may no lengir abyde
My husbonde is to me the worste man
That euer was sith the worlde began
But sith I be cam a wyf it sittith not me
To telle no wight our priuyte
Neyther in
bed ne in no place
God shilde I sholde it telle for his grace
A wyf sholde nat seyn of her husbonde
But al honour as I can vnderstonde
Saue vnto you thus muchel I telle shal
As helpe me
god he is not worth at al
In
[...] no degre the value of a flye
But yet me greuith most his nygardrye
And well ye woot that women naturelly
Desiren thingis as wel as do I
[Page]They wolde that her husbondis sholde be
Hardy
and wyse / riche
and therto fre
And buxom to his wyf
and fressh a bedde
But by that ilke
lord that for vs bledde
For his honour my self to araye
A sonday next I muste nedis paye
An
hundrid frankis or ellis I am lore
Yet were I leuer to the vnbore
Than me were do disclaunder or vilony
And yf my husbonde mighte it spye
I nere but lost
and therfore I you pray
Lene me this fumme or ellis muste I dey
Dane Iohn I say lene me this .C. frankis
Parde I wol not fayle you my thankis
If that ye list to do that I you pray
For at a certayn day I wol you pay
And don to you what plesaunce or seruise
That I shal doon right as ye can deuyse
And but I do
god take on me vengeaunce
As foul as euer hadde genylioun of Fraunce
This gentil monk answerde in this manere
Now trewly myn owen lady dere
I haue on you quod he so gret a routhe
That I you swere
and plight my trouth
[...]
That whan your husbonde is to flaundris fa
[...]e
I wol deliuer you out of this care
For I wyl brynge you an .C. frankis
And with þ
•
word he caught her by the shank
[...]s
And here
enbraced harde & kiste her ofte
[Page]Goth now your wey quod he al stille & softe
And lete vs dyne as sone as ye may
For be my kalander it is pryme of the day
Goth now
and been as trewe as I shal be
Now ellis
god forbede sir quod she
And forth she goth as ioly as a pye
And
bad the cokis that they sholde hye
So that men mighte dyne atte none
Vp to her husbonde is she goon
And knockith at his countour boldly
Who is there quod he Petir it am I
Qu
[...]d she what sire how longe wol ye faste
How longe tyme wil ye rekyn
and caste
Your summys
and your bokis & your thingis
The deuyl haue part of all suche rekenyngis
Ye haue ynough parde of goddis sonde
Com doun to day
and le
[...]t your baggis stonde
Ne be ye not a
shamyd that dame Iohn
Shal fast
[...]nge al this longe day goon
What lete vs go here amasse
and go dyne
Ye quod this man litil canst thou deuyne
The cor
[...]ous besin
[...]s that we haue
For of vs chapmen al so
god me saue
And by that
lord that clepidis saint Iue
Scarcely among twies ten twelue shal thryue
Continuelly
lastyng to their age
We may wel make chere
and
good visage
And dryue forth the worlde as it may be
And kepe our astat in priu
[...]te
[Page]Tyl we be
ded or ellis that we pleye
A pilgremage or goon out of the wey
And therfore haue I gret necessite
Vp on this queynte worlde to auyse me
For euer more we muste stonde in drede
Of hap
and fortune in our Chapmanhede
To Flaundris wol I go to morow at day
And come ay
[...]en as sone as euer I may
For whiche dere wyf I the beseke
As be to euery wight buxum
and meke
And forto kepe our
good be corious
And honestly gouerne wel our hous
Thou hast ynough in euery maner wyse
That to a thrifty
housold may suffise
The
lackid none aray ne non vitayl
Of siluer in thy purs shalt thou not fayll
And with that
word his countordore
[...]e shit
And doun he goth he wolde no lenger lette
But hastely amasse was there
said
And spedely the tablis were
leid
And to dyner faste they hem spedde
And richely the chapman this monk fedde
And aftir dynere Dan Iohn sobirly
This chapman toke a part propirly
And sayde hym thus / cosyn it stondith so
That wel I s
[...] to Briggis wol ye go
God
and saint Augustyn spede you
and gyde
I pray you cosyn wisely the dir ye ryde
Gouerne you also weel of your diete
[Page]Attemperly
and namely in this hete
Betwix vs two nedith no straunge fare
Farwel cosyn
god shilde you fro care
And yf ony
thing by day or by nyght
Yf it be in my power or in my might
That ye me wol comaunde in ony wyse
Hit shal be do right as ye wol deuyse
O
thing or that ye goon yf it may be
I pray you to lene it vnto me
An
hundrid frankis for a weke or tweye
For certeyn bestis that I must beye
To store with a place that is owris
[...]od helpe me so I wolde it were youris
I shal not fayle surely of my day
Nat for a
thousand Frankis o myle way
But lete this
thing be secret I you pray
Fo
[...]
[...]et this nyght this bestis muste I bey
And fare now wel myn owen cosyn dere
Gromercy of your cost
and of your chere
This nobi
[...] marchaunt
and that anon
Answ
[...]rde
and sayde o cosyn myn dan Iohn
Now sikrely this is a smal request
My
gold is yowris whan that ye list
And not only my
gold but my chaffare
Take that ye list
god shilde that ye spare
But o
thing ye kn
[...]we wel I nough
Of chapmen that her money is her plough
We may creaunce whyles we haue a name
But goldlees forto he it is a shame
[Page]Pay it
[...]yen whan it lith at your ese
After my might fayne wolde I you plese
Thyse
hundrid frankis fette he forth anon
And priuely he took hem to dan Iohn
No wight of al this
lond wiste of this lone
Sauyng this marchaunt
and dan Iohn alone
They drynke
and speke & rome a whyle & pleye
Til that dan Iohn ridith to his abbeye
The morow cam & forth ridith this marchaunt
To flan̄dris ward his prentis brought him auan̄t
Til he com to Briggis wel
and merily
Now goth this marchaunt wel
and besily
Aboute his nedis
and creaunsith
and bieth
He neyther pleyeth at the dys ne daunsith
But as a marchaunt shortly to telle
He ledde his lif
and there I lete hym dwelle
The sunday next that this marchaunt was a gon
To saint denys is comyn dan Iohn
With croune
and
berd al fresh & newe shaue
In al this hous ther nas so litil a knaue
Ne no wight ellis / but he was ful fayn
That my
lord dan Iohn was comyn agayn
And shortly to the poynt right forto goon
This faire wyf acordith with dan Iohn
That for his
hundrid frankis he sholde al night
Haue here in his armys bolt vp right
With her leggis al so brode
and so wyde
As of lengthe she may her self stryde
And this accorde
parfourmyd is in dede
[Page]In mirthe al nyght a besi lif they lede
Dan Iohn
fidelid on the ribibil
His mynstralsie is swetter than the quynybil
Til it was day that dan Iohn yede his way
And
bad the meyne farwel & haue
good day
For non of hem ne no wight in the toun
Hath of dan Iohn ony suspecioun
And forth he ridith hoom to his abbeye
Or where hym list nomore of hym I sey
This marchaunt whan that
endid was the feire
To seynt denys he gan agayn repaire
And with his wyf he makith feste
and chere
And tellith here the chaffar is so dere
That nedis muste he make a cheuesaunce
For he was bounden in a reconysaunce
To paye twenty
thousand sheldis anon
For whiche this marchaunt is to paris goon
To borow of certeyn frendis that he hadde
A certayn of frankis & some with hym he ladde
And when that he was come in to the toun
For chierte
and greet affectioun
Vnto dan Iohn he goth first hym to pleye
Nat forto axe ne borowe of hym moneye
But forto wite
and se his welfare
And forto tellyn hym of his chaffare
As frendis doon when they mete in fere
Dan Iohn hym makith feste & mery chere
And he hym tolde
[...]ul specially
How he hadde
sped by
and by
[Page]
Thankid be
god al hool his marchaundise
Saue that he muste in alle maner wyse
Makyn a cheuesaunce as for the beste
And than he sholde be in ioye
and reste
Dan Iohn answerde certis I am fayn
That ye in hele as comyn home agayn
And yf that I were riche as I haue blis
Of .xx.
thousand sheldis sholde ye not mys
For ye so kyndely this othir day
Lent me
gold
and as I can
and may
I thanke you be
god
and be seynt Iame
But natheles I took it vnto our dame
Your wyf at hoom the same
gold ayen
Vp on your bench she woot it wel certeyn
Be certeyn tokenys that I can you telle
Now be your leue I may no lenger dwelle
Our abbot wol out of this toun anon
And in his company must I goon
Grete wel our dame myn owen nece swete
And farwel dere cosyn til we mete
This marchaunt which þ
• was ful waar & wyse
Creaunsid hath
and
paid eke in paris
To certeyn lumbardis redy in her
hond
The somme of golde
and gate of hem his
bond
And hoom he goth as mery as a popingeay
For weel he knew he
stood in such aray
That nedis muste he wynne in that viage
A
thousand frankis aboue al his costage
His wyf ful redy mette hym atte yate
[Page]As she was wont of
old vsage algate
And al that nyght in mirthe they be set
For he was riche
and cleerly out of det
When it was day the marchaunt gan embrace
His wyf al newe
and kiste her in the face
And vp he goth
and makith it ful tough
Nomore quod she be
god ye haue ynough
And wantownly ageyn with hym she playde
Tyl a
[...]te laste the marchaunt thus sayde
Be
god quod he I am a litil wroth
With you my wyf al though it be me loth
And woot ye why be
god as I gesse
That ye haue
maad a maner straungenesse
Betwix me
and my Cosyn dan Iohn
Ye sholde haue
warned me or I
had gon
That he hadde you an
hundrid frankis
paid
Be redy token
and
held hym euyl
apaid
For that I to hym spak of cheuesaunce
Me
semyd so as by his contenaunce
But natheles be
god our heuyn
kyng
I thoughte to axe of hym no
thing
I pray the wyf do nomore so
Tel me now or I fro the go
Yf ony dettour haue in myn absence
Y
payed the lest be thy negligence
I mighte hym axe a
thing that he hath
paid
This wyf was not a
ferd ne
affraid
But boldly she sayde
and that anon
Mary I diffie that fals monk day Iohn
[Page]I kepe not of his tokenys neuer a deel
He took me certeyn
gold that wot I wel
What euyl the dom on his monkis snowte
For
god it woot I wende withouten doute
That he
had yeue it me be cause of you
To do therwith myn honour
and my prow
For cosinage
and eke for belechere
That he hath
had ful ofte tymes here
But seth I se it stont in suche disioynt
I wol answere you shortly to the poynt
Ye haue no slakker dectour than am I
For I wol paye you redely
Fro day to day yf so be I faylle
I am your wyf skore it vp on my tayl
And ellis I shal paye as sone as euer I may
For be my trouthe I haue on myn aray
And nat in wast
bestowid it eueridel
And for I haue
bestowed it so weel
For your honour for goddis sake I sey
As be not worth
and lete vs laughe
and pleye
Ye shal my ioly body haue to wedde
Be
god I wol not paye you but a bedde
Forgyue it me myn owen spouse dere
Turnyth hithir makith bettir chere
This marchaunt saw ther was non other remedy
And forto chide it were but a foly
Syn that the
thing may not other be
Now wyf he sayde
and I for yeue it the
And be thy lif be nomore so large
[Page]Kepe bettir thy
good this gyue I in charge
Thus endith my tale
and
god vs sende
Talyng ynough vnto our lyuys ende
¶Here endith the Shipmannys tale. Verba Hospitis.
WEl
said by corpus dn̄s sayde our ost
Now longe moot thou sayle by the cost
Thou gentil maister gentil mariner
God yeue the monk a
thousand last quad yeer
A ha felowes be waar of suche a Iape
The monk put in the mannys
hood an ape
And in his wyuys eek by saint Austyn
Draweth no monkes nomore to your Inne
But now pas ouer
and lete vs seke aboute
Who shal telle a tale first of al this route
Another tale
and with that
word he sayde
As curteisly as it hadde be a mayde
My lady Prioresse by your leue
So that I wiste I
shold you nat greue
I wolde deme that ye tellyn sholde
A tale next yf so were that ye wolde
Now wil ye vouchesauf my lady dere
Gladly quod she
and sayde as ye shul here
¶Here begynneth the Prioresses
prolog ¶Domine dn̄s noster quā admirabile est nomen tuū in vniuersa terra.
LOrd our
lord thy name euer merueilous
Is in this large worlde I
spred quod she
For nat only thy laude precious
[Page]
Parfourmed is be men of dignyte
But by the mouth of childryn thy bounte
Parfourmyd is / for on thy brest
sowkyng
Somtyme
shewd they thyn heryynge
Wherfore in laude as I can
and may
Of the
and of thy whyte lily flour
Whiche that the baar
and is mayde alway
To telle a story I wol do my labour
Not that y may encrece her honour
For she her self is honoure
and the rote
Of beaute next her son̄
and soulis bote
O modir mayde O mayde
and moder fre
O bussh vnbrent
brennyng in Moyses sight
That raueysshe dist doun from the deyte
Thorou thyn humbles the gost that in the a light
Of whoos vertu / when he thyn herte whit
Conceyued was the fadris sapience
Help me to telle it in thyn reuerence
Lady thy bounte thy magnificence
Thy vertu
and thy grete humylite
Ther may no tunge expresse in no science
For somtyme lady or men praye the
Thow gost beforn̄ of thy benignyte
And getist vs light of thy praiere
To giden vs vnto thy sone so dere
My
konnyng is so week o blisful quene
Forto declare thyn high worthynesse
That I ne may thy wit sustene
But as a
child of twelfmonth
old of lesse
[Page]That can vnnethe ony
word expresse
Right so fare I
and therfore I you pray
Gidith my songe as I shal you say
¶Here endith the Prioresses
prolog. ¶
And here begynneth her tale.
THer was in asie in a gret Citee
Among cristyn folk a Iurye
Susteyned by a
lord of that contre
For foul vsurye
and lucre of vilony
Hateful to crist
and to his company
And thorow this strete men mighte ryde & wende
For it was fre
and opyn at euery ende
A l
[...]til scole of cristen folk ther
stood
Doun a
[...]te ferther ende in whiche ther were
Childryn an heep comyn of cristen
blood
That
lerned in scole yeer by yeer
Suche maner doctryne as men vsen here
This is to say to syngen
and to rede
As smale children doon in her childhede
Among thyse childryn was ther a widowis son
A litil clergion .vij. yeer of age
That day by day to scole was his wone
And eke also wher that he saw the Image
Of cristis moder
had he in vsage
As hym was taught to knele a doun
and say
His Aue maria as he goth by the way
Thus hath this w
[...]dow har litil sone taught
Our
blissed lady cristis moder dere
To worship ay
and he forgat it nought
[Page]For the s
[...]ly
child wolde alwey sone lere
But ay when I
remembrid me on this matere
Seynt Nicholas stont euer in my presence
For he so
yong to crist
did reuerence
This litil childe his litil book lernynge
As he sat in the scole at his prymere
He Alma redemptoris mater
herd
syng
As children
lernyd here antiphoner
And as he durste he drew hym nere
and nere
And
herkenyd ay the wordis
and the note
Til he the firste vers coude al be rote
Naught wiste he what this latyn was to say
For he so
yong
and tender was of age
But on a day his felow gan he pray
To expoune his
song
and his langage
Or telle hym why this
song was in vsage
This prayde he hym to constrew
and declare
Ful ofte tymes vp on his knees bare
His felow whiche that elder was than he
Answerde hym thus this
song I haue
herd sey
Was
makid of our
blissid lady f
[...]e
Her to salue
and eke her forto preye
To be our help
and socour whan we deye
I can nomore expoune in this matere
I lerne
song I can but litil gramere
And is this
song
maad in reuerence
Of cristis moder
said this Innocent
Now certeyn I wol do my diligence
To conne it al or cristmas is al y went
[Page]Though that I for my prymer be shent
And sholde be bete thries in an hour
I wol it conne our lady to honour
His felow taughte hym
homward priuely
Fro day to day til he coude it al be rote
And than he
song it wel
and boldly
Fro
word to
word
accordyng to the note
Twis a day it
passid thorow his throte
To
scoleward
and
homward whan he wente
On cristis modir set was al his entent
As I haue
said thorou out the Iurye
This litil
child as he cam to
and fro
Ful merily wolde he synge
and crye
O alma redemptoris mater euer mo
The swetnesse his herte
persid so
Of cristis moder that he to her prey
He can not stynte of singinge by the wey
Our firste foo the serpent sathanas
That hath in Iues herte his waspis nest
Vp swal
and sayde o ebreik pepil allas
Is this a
thing that is to vs honest
That suche aboy shal walkyn as hym list
In our despit
and synge of suche sentence
Whiche is ayenst our lawes reuerence
Fro thens forth the Iewis haue
conspirid
This Innocent out of this worlde to chace
An homicide therto haue they
hirid
Right at an aley at a pryue place
And as the childe gan forth by to pace
[Page]This
cursid Iue hym hent
and
held faste
And cutte his throte
and in a pit hym cast
I say that in a warderobe they hym threw
Where as the Ines
purgid her entrayl
O
cursid folk of herodis al newe
What may your euyl entent you auayl
Murdir wol out certeyn it wol not fayl
And namely as the honour of
god shal sprede
The
blood out crieth on your
cursid dede
Martir
sowdid vnto virginite
Now maist thou synge
folowyng euer in on
The whyte lamb celestial quod she
Of whiche the grete euangelist saint Iohn
In pathmos wroot whiche saith that they goon
Beforn̄ this lamb & synge a
song al newe
That neuer fleshly woman they ne knewe
This poure widow awaytith al nyght
Aftir her litil
child
and he cam nought
For whiche as sone as it was daies light
With face pale
and drede
and besy thought
She hath at scole
and ellis where hym sought
Tyl finally so fer she gan to espye
That he last was seyn in the Iurye
With modirs pyte in her herte
enclosid
She goth as she were half oute of her mynde
To euery place where she hath
supposid
By liklihede her
child for to fynde
And euer on cristis moder meke
and kynde
She cryde
and at the last thus she wrought
[Page]
Among the
cursid Iues she hym soughte
She axith
and she freyneth pitously
Of euery Iue that
duellid in that place
To telle her yf her
child wente aught forth by
Th
[...]y sayde nay but Ihesu of his grace
Yaf in her thought with ynne a litil space
That in that place aftir her son she cryde
Where he was cast in a pit beside
O grete
god that parfourmyst thy laude
By mouth of Innocentis lo here thy might
This gemme of chastite this
emeraud
And eke of martirdom the ruby bright
There he with throte I coruyn lith vpright
He Alam redemptoris gan to synge
So loude that al the place gan rynge
The cristen folk that by the strete went
In cam forto wondir vp on this
thing
And hastely they for the Prouost sent
Whiche fonde the childe freshly yet
bledyng
And herieth crist that is of heuene
kyng
And eke his modir honour of mankynde
And aftir that the Iues lete he bynde
This
child with petous lamentacion
Vp takyn was
synging this
song alwey
And with honour
and gret processioun
They carye hym in to the nexte abbey
His modir
swonnyng by his bere lay
Vnnethe mighte the pepil that was there
This sorouful rachel meue from the bere
[Page]With turment & with shamful deth echon
This prouost doth thyse Iues forto sterue
That of this murdir wist
and that anon
He nolde no suche cursidnes obserue
Euyl shal he haue that euyl wol deserue
Wherfore with wilde hors he
did hem drawe
And aftir
hangid hem by the lawe
Vp on his bere ay lieth this Innocent
Before the hy anter whyle the high masse last
And aftir that the abbot
and his couent
Hem spedde forto bery hym ful fast
And whan they holy water on hym cast
Yet spak this
child whan spreynt it was
He
sang o Alma redemptoris in the plas
This abbot whiche that was an holy man
As monkes been or ellis oughte to be
This yonge
child to coniure he began
And sayde o dere
child I halouse the
In the vertu of the holy trinite
Tel me what is thy cause for to synge
Syn that thy throte is cut to my semynge
My throte is kut vnto myn neckeboon
Sayde this
child
and as be wey of kynde
I sholde a deide
long tyme agoon
But Ihesu as ye in bokis fynde
Wol that his glory laste
and be in mynde
And for the worship of his moder dere
Yet may I synge o alma loude
and c
[...]ere
This welle of mercy cristis moder swete
[Page]I
louyd alwey
and aftir my konnynge
And when that I my lif sholde forlete
To me she cam
and
bad me forto synge
This anteme verily in my dyinge
As ye haue
herd
and when that I
had songe
Me thoughte she leyde a greyn on my tonge
Wherfore y synge
and synge muste certeyn
In honour of that
blissed mayde fre
Til fro m
[...] tonge takyn is the greyn
And aftir thus sayde she to me
My litil
child than wol I fecche the
W
[...]n that the greyn is fro thy tonge I take
Be not agast I wil the not forsake
This holy monk this abbot of hym mene I
His tunge out caughte & toke awey the greyn
And
[...]e
[...]af vp the gost ful softely
And when this abbot
had this meruayl sayn
His salt teris
trillid doun as reyn
And
groueling he fyl to the grounde
And s
[...]ille he lay as he
had be y bounde
The couent eke lay vp on the pament
Wepynge
and
[...]er
[...]ying cristis modir dere
And aftir that vp they roo
[...] & forth they went
And toke awey this martir fro his bere
And in a tombe of marbil stonys clere
Enclosyn they this litil body swete
There he is new
god leue vs forto mete
O yonge hewe of lincolnn̄ slayn also
With
cursid Iues as it is notabil
[Page]For it is but a lityl whyle a go
Prey eke for vs we sinful folk vnstabil
That of his mercy /
god so merciable
On vs his grete mercy multiplye
For reuerence of his modir Mary
¶Here endith the Prioressez tale.
WHan
said was this myrakil euery man
As sobir was that wonder was to se
Til that our ost to iapyn began
And than at erst he
lokid vp on me
And sayde thus what maner mā art thou
qd he
Thou lokist as thou woldist fynde an hare
For euer vp on the
ground I se the stare
Approche neer
and loke vp merily
Now ware sirs
and lete this man haue place
He is shape in the wast as wel as I
This were a Popet in an arm to embrace
For ony woman smal
and fair of face
He semyth eluyssh be his contenaunce
For vnto no wight doth he daliaunce
Say now sumwhat syn other folk haue
said
Tel vs a tale of mirthe
and that anon
Hoste quod I ne be not euyl
apaid
For othir tale certeyn can I noon
But of a ryme I
lernyd longe a goon
Ye quod he that is
good ynow let vs
[...]ere
Som deynte
thing me thynkith be thy chere
.Ryme of sir Topas.
LEsten lordis in
good entent
[Page]
And I wol telle verament
Of mirthe
and of solace
Of a knyght fair
and gent
In batayl
and in turnament
His name was sir Thopas
I borne he was in fer contre
In Flaundris al be
yond the se
At
Popering in the place
His fad
[...]r was a man ful fre
A
lord he was of that contre
As it was goddis grace
Sir Thopas wext a doughty sweyn
Whit was his face as paynemeyn
His lippis rede as rose
His rode is lik scarlet in greyn
As I telle you in
good certeyn
He hadde a semely nose
His heer his
berd was lik saffron
That to his girdil raught a doun
His shoon of cordeweyn
Of briggis were his hosyn broun
His robe was of siclatoun
That coste many a Ian
He coude hunte atte wilde deer
And ryde an
hawkyng for ryuere
With grey goschauk in honde
Therto he was a greet archer
Of
wrastlyng was ther none his peer
Ther ony ram sholde stonde
[Page]They
moornyd for hym par amour
Whan hem were bet to slepe
But he was chast
and no lechour
And swete as is the Brembil flour
That berith the rede hepe
And so it fil vp on a day
For sothe as I you telle may
Sir Thopas wolde out ryde
He worde vp on his hors bay
And in his
hond a launcegay
A
long
swerd be his syde
He
prykid thorou a fair forest
Ther ynne is many a wilde best
Ye bothe buk
and hare
And as he
pryked north
and est
I telle it you hym hadde almest
Betyd a sory care
Ther sprongen herbis grete
and smale
The licorice
and the Cetuale
And many a cloue gilofer
And
notemyg to put in ale
Whethir it be moist or stale
Or forto ley in Cofir
The briddis synge it is no nay
The sperhauke
and the Popingeay
That ioye was to here
The throstil made eke his lay
The wode dowue vp on the spray
He
sang ful loude
and clere
[Page]Sir Thopas fil in loue longinge
Al when he herde the throstil synge
And
prikid as he were
wood
Hes faire stede in his prikynge
So swette that men mighte hym wrynge
His sidis were al
blood
Sire Thopas eke so wery was
For
prikyng in the softe gras
So fiers was his corage
That doun he leyde hym in the place
To make his stede
[...]um solace
And yaf hym
good forage
A sainte marie benedicite
What aylith this loue at me
To bynde me so sore
Me
dremyd al this nyght parde
An elf quene sholde my lady be
And slepe vnder my goore
An elf quene wol I haue ywis
For in this worlde no woman is
Worthy to be my make in toun
Al othir women I forsake
And to an elf quene y me take
Be dale
and eke be doune
And to his sadil he
[...]lamb anone
And
prikid ouer st
[...]e
and stoon
An elf quen
[...] to aspye
Til he so longe hath riden
and goon
That he
found a priuy wone
For in that cuntre was ther noon
Neythir wyf ne
child one
That he
had of ony drede
Tyl that ther cam a gret geaunt
His name was sir Ol
[...]phaunt
A parlous man of dede
And sayde
child be termegaunt
But yf thou pryke out of myn haunt
Anone I sle thy stede with mace
Here is this quene of fairye
With harpe
and pype
and simphonye
Duellynge in this place
The
child sayde al so mot I the
To morow wil I mete with the
When that I haue myn armure
And yet I hope par ma fay
Or it be fully pryme of the day
For here shalt thou be slawe
Sir Thopas drew a bak ful faste
The geaunt at hym stones caste
Ou
[...] of a fel staf slynge
Bu
[...] faire
ascapid sir Thopas
And al was thorough goddis grace
And thorough his fair berynge
Yet lestenyth
lordyng to my tale
Meri
[...] than the nyghtyngale
I wil with you roun
How
[...]ir Thopas with sidys sm
[...]le
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Prikyng ouer hill
and dale
Is comyn agayn to toun
His mery men comaundith he
To maken hym bothe game
and gle
For nedis must hym fighte
With a geaunt with heddis thre
Ful of paramour
and iolyte
Of som̄e that shoon so bright
Com hithir he sayde my mynstralis
And gestours for to telle talis
Anone in myn armynge
Of romauncis that been ryal
Of Popis
and of Cardinal
And eek of loue
longyng
They fet hym ferst swete wyne
And mede in a masselyne
And ryal spiclory
Of
gyngerbred that was so fyn
And licorice
and eek comyn
With sugir that is try
He did next his whit lere
Of cloth of layke fyne
and clere
A breche
and eke a she
[...]te
And next his sherte an haketon
And ouer that an habergeon
For
Persing of his herte
And ouer that a fyn hanberk
Was al y wrought of Iuys werk
Ful
strong it was of plate
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And ouer that his cote armure
As whit as is the lily flour
In whiche he wol debate
His
sheld was al of
gold so
reed
And therynne was a boris
hed
A karbokil be his syde
And there se swoor an ale
and
bred
How that the Ieaunt shal be
ded
Betyde what may be tyde
His Iambedeux were of quyreboly
His swerdis shethe of Iuory
His helm of latoun bright
His sadyl was of rewelbone
His bridyl as the sonne shoon
Or as the mone light
His spere was of fyn Cypresse
That bedith werre
and no
thing pees
The
hed ful sharp y grounde
His stede was al dappyl grey
It goth an ambil in the way
Ful softely
and rounde
Lo lordis here is o fit
If ye wol ony more of it
To telle yet wil I fonde
NOw
hold your mouth pour charite
Bothe knyght
and lady fre
And herkenyth to my spelle
Of a bataylle of chyualrye
And of ladyes loue drury
Men spekyn of romauncis of price
Of
hornchild
and of Ipotise
Of beues
and of sir Guy
Of sir libeuy
and of sir playndemour
But sir Thopas berith the flour
Of rial Chyualrye
His gode stede he gan be stryde
And forth vp on his wey he ryde
As sparc
[...]e out of bronde
Vp on his crest he baar a tour
And there ynne
stikid a lily flour
God shilde his body from shonde
And for be was a knyght aunterous
He nolde slepyn in none hous
But liggen in his
hood
His bright helm was his wonger
And b
[...] h
[...]m lith his destrer
On herbis fyn
and
good
Hym self drank water of the welle
As
did the kn
[...]ght sir precyuelle
So worthily vnder
w
[...]ed
NO more quod our ost for goddis dignite
For thou so werry makist me
Of thy verry lewdnesse
That also wis my soule bles
Myn eris akyn of thy drafty speche
Suche another ryme the deuyl I beteche
This may wel be a ryme dogerel quod he
[Page]Why so quod I why wolt thou let me
More of my tale than another man
Syn it is the beste ryme that I can
Be
god quod he ful plainly at o worde
Thy drafty rymynge is not
word a
tord
Thou dost naught ellis but spendist tyme
Sir at o
word thou shalt no lengir ryme
Let se wher thou canst aught telle in geste
Or tellen in prose sumwhat that the
[...]ist
In whiche ther may be som mirthe or som doctrine
Gladly quod I be goddis swete pyne
I wol you telle a litil
thyng in prose
That oughte like you as I suppose
Or ellis certis ye been to daungerous
It is a moral tale vertuous
Albe it
told somtyme in sondry wyse
Of sondry folk as I shal you deuyse
And thus ye woot that euery euangelist
That telle vs the passyon of crist
Ne saith not al
thing as his felow doth
But natheles her sentence is al soth
And al accordinge as in her sentence
Al be ther in her
telling difference
For som of hem saith more
and som lesse
When they his pitous passion expresse
I mene of Mark Mathew Luke
and Iohn
But doutles her sentence is al on
Therfore lordingis I you beseche
If that ye thynke I vary in my speche
[Page]As thus though that I telle somdeel more
Of prouerbis than ye haue
herd before
Comprehendid in this litil tretis here
To enforce with the effect of my matere
And though I not the same wordis say
As ye haue
herd yet to you alle I pray
Blameth me not for as in my sentence
Shulle ye now here fynde no difference
For the sentence of this trete lite
Aftir the whiche mery tale this I write
And therfore harkenyth what I shal say
And lete me telle my tale I you pray
Sequitur Chawcers tale.