The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
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The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
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Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
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London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,
1868-1879.
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GROUP C. FRAGMENT IV.
§ 1. THE DOCTOR'S TALE.
ELLESMERE MS.
¶ Heere folweth / the Phisiciens tale
Ther was / as telleth Titus LiuiusA knyght that was called Virginiusffulfild / of honour / and of worthynesseAnd strong of freendes / and of greet richesseLine 4 ¶ This knyght a doghter hadde by his wyf / No children hadde he mo in al his lyfffair was this mayde / in excellent beauteeAbouen euery wight that man may seeLine 8 ffor Nature / hath with souereyn diligenceYformed hire / in so greet excellenceAs though she wolde seyn / lo I NatureThus kan I forme / and peynte a creatureLine 12 Whan that me list who kan me countrefetePigmalion noght / though he ay forge and beteOr graue / or peynte / for I dar wel seynApelles Zanzis / sholde werche in veynOuther to graue / or peynte / or forge / or beteIf they presumed / me to countrefeteffor he that is the formere principalHath maked me / his vicaire generalLine 20 To forme and peynten erthely creaturisRight as me list and ech thyng in my cure isVnder the Moone / þat may wane and waxeAnd for my werk right no thyng wol I axe
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[6-text p 304] Line 24 My lord and I / been ful of oon accordI made hire / to the worshipe of my lordSo do I / alle myne othere creaturesWhat colour that they han / or what figuresLine 28 Thus semeth me / that Nature wolde seye [folio 137b] ¶ This mayde of Age .xij. yeer was and tweyeIn which þat Nature / hadde swich delitffor right as she kan peynte a lilie whitLine 32 And reed a Rose / right with swich peyntureShe peynted hath this noble creatureEr she were born / vp-on hir lymes freWhere as by right / swiche colours sholde beLine 36 And Phebus dyed hath / hire treses greteLyk to the stremes / of his burned heeteAnd if þat excellent was hire beauteeA thousand foold / moore vertuous was sheLine 40 In hire / ne lakked no condicionThat is to preyse / as by discrecionAs wel in goost as body / chast was sheffor which / she floured in virginiteeLine 44 With alle humylitee / and AbstinenceWith alle attemperaunce and pacienceWith mesure eek / of beryng and arrayDiscreet she was / in answeryng alwayLine 48 Though she were wise Pallas dar I seynHir facound eek / ful wommanly a pleynNo countrefeted termes / hadde sheTo seme wys / but after hir degreeLine 52 She spak / and alle hire wordes moore and lesseSownynge in vertu / and in gentillesseShamefast she was / [in] maydens shamefastnesseConstant in herte / and euere in bisynesseLine 56 To dryue hire / out of ydel slogardyeBacus hadde of hire mouth / right no maistrieffor wyn and youthe / dooth Venus encresseAs man in fyr / wol wasten oille or greesse
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[6-text p 305] Line 60 And of hir owene vertu / vnconstreynedShe hath ful ofte tyme syk hire feynedffor that she wolde fleen the compaignyeWhere likly was / to treten of folyeLine 64 As is at feestes / reuels / and at dauncesThat been / occasions of daliauncesSwich thyng / maken children for to beTo soone rype and boold / as men may seLine 68 Which is ful perilous / and hath been yooreffor al to soone / may they lerne looreOf booldnesse / whan she woxen is a wyf¶ And ye maistresses / in youre olde lyfLine 72 That lordes doghtres / han in gouernanceNe taketh of my wordes no displesanceThenketh / that ye been set in gouernyngesOf lordes doghtres / oonly for two thyngesLine 76 Outher / for ye han kept youre honestee [folio 138a] Or elles / ye han falle in freleteeAnd knowen wel ynough the olde daunceAnd han forsaken / fully swich meschaunceLine 80 ffor eueremo / therfore for Cristes sakeTo teche hem vertu / looke þat ye ne slake¶ A theef of venyson / that hath forlaftHis likerousnesse / and al his olde craftLine 84 Kan kepe a fforest best of any manNow kepeth wel / for if ye wolde ye kanLooke wel / þat ye / vn-to no vice assenteLest ye be dampned / for youre wikke ententeLine 88 ffor who so dooth / a traitour is certeynAnd taketh kepe / of that þat I shal seynOf alle tresons / souereyn pestilenceIs / whan a wight bitrayseth InnocenceLine 92 ¶ Ye fadres and ye moodres / eek alsoThough ye han children / be it oon or twoYoure is the charge / of al hir surueianceWhil þat they been / vnder youre gouernance
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[6-text p 306] Line 96 Beth war / if by ensample / of youre lyuyngeOr by youre necligence / in chastisyngeThat they perisse / for I dar wel seyeIf þat they doon / ye shul it deere abeyeLine 100 Vnder a shepherde / softe and necligentThe wolf / hath many a sheepe and lamb to-rent. . . . .. . . . .Line 104
This mayde / of which I wol this tale expresseSo kepte hir self hir neded no maistresseffor in hir lyuyng maydens myghten redeAs in a book/ euery good word or dedeLine 108 That longeth to a mayden vertuousShe was so prudent and so bounteuousffor which / the fame / out sprong on euery sydeBothe of hir beautee and hir bountee wydeLine 112 That thurgh that land / they preised hire echoneThat loued vertu / saue Enuye alloneThat sory is / of oother mennes weleAnd glad is of his sorwe / and his vnheeleLine 116 The doctour / maketh this descripciounThis mayde vp-on a day / wente in the tounToward a temple / with hire mooder deereAs is / of yonge maydens the manereLine 120 ¶ Now was ther thanne / a Iustice in that tounThat gouernour was / of that RegiounAnd so bifel / this Iuge / hise eyen casteVp-on this mayde / auysynge hym ful fasteLine 124 As she cam forby / ther as this Iuge stoodAnon / his herte chaunged and his moodSo was he caught with beautee of this mayde [folio 138b] And to hym self / ful pryuely he saydeLine 128 This mayde / shal be myn / for any man¶ Anon the feend / in-to his herte ranAnd taughte hym sodeynly / þat he by slyghteThe mayden / to his purpos wynne myghte
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[6-text p 307] Line 132 ffor certes by no force / ne by no meedeHym thoughte / he was nat able for to speedeffor she was strong of freendes / and eek sheConfermed was / in swich souerayn bounteeLine 136 That wel he wiste / he myghte hire neuere wynneAs for to maken hire / with hir body synneffor which / by greet deliberaciounHe sente after a cherl / was in the tounLine 140 Which þat he knew / for subtil and for booldThis Iuge / vn-to this cherl / his tale hath tooldIn secree wise / and made hym to ensureHe sholde telle it to no creatureLine 144 And if he dide / he sholde lese his heedWhan þat assented was / this cursed reedGlad was this Iuge / and maked him greet cheereAnd yaf hym yiftes / preciouse and deereLine 148 ¶ Whan shapen was / al hire conspiracieffro point to point how þat his lecherieParfourned sholde been ful subtillyAs ye / shul heere it after openlyLine 152 Hoom gooth the cherl / þat highte ClaudiusThis false Iuge / that highte ApiusSo was his name / for this is no fableBut knowen / for historial thyng notableLine 156 The sentence of it sooth is out of douteThis false Iuge / gooth now faste abouteTo hasten his delit al that he mayAnd so bifel / soone after on a dayLine 160 This false Iuge / as telleth vs the storieAs he was wont sat in his ConsistorieAnd yaf his doomes / vp-on sondry casThis false cherl / cam forth / a ful greet pasLine 164 And seyde lord / if þat it be youre willeAs dooth me right/ vp-on this pitous billeIn which I pleyne / vp-on VirginiusAnd if þat he wol seyn / it is nat thus
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[6-text p 308] Line 168 I wol it preeue / and fynde good witnesseThat sooth is / that my bille wol expresse¶ The Iuge answerde / of this in his absenceI may nat yeue / diffyny[ty]ue sentenceLine 172 Lat do hym calle / and I wol gladly heereThou shalt haue al right and no wrong heere¶ Virginius / cam to wite the Iuges wille [folio 139a] And right anon / was rad this cursed billeLine 176 The sentence of it / was as ye shul heere¶ To yow my lord / sire Apius so deereSheweth youre poure seruant ClaudiusHow that a knyght / called VirginiusLine 180 Agayns the lawe / agayn al equiteeHoldeth expres / agayn the wyl of meMy seruant. which þat is my thral by rightWhich fro myn hous / was stole vp-on a nyghtLine 184 Whil þat she was ful yong this wol I preeueBy witnesse lord / so þat it nat yow greeueShe nys his doghter nat what so he seyeWherfore / to yow / my lord the Iuge I preyeLine 188 yeld me my thral / if þat it be youre willeLo / this was / al the sentence of his bille¶ Virginius / gan vp-on the cherl biholdeBut hastily / er he his tale toldeLine 192 And wolde haue preeued it as sholde a knyghtAnd eek by witnessyng of many a wightThat it was fals / that seyde his AduersarieThis cursed Iuge / wolde no thyng tarieLine 196 Ne heere a word moore of VirginiusBut yaf his Iuggement and seyde thus¶ I deeme anon / this cherl his seruant haueThou shalt no lenger / in thyn hous hir saueLine 200 Go bryng hire forth / and put hire in oure wardeThe cherl shal haue his thral / this I awarde¶ And whan this worthy knyght VirginiusThurgh sentence / of this Iustice Apius
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[6-text p 309] Line 204 Moste by force / his deere doghter yeuenVn-to the Iuge / in lecherie to lyuenHe gooth hym hoom / and sette him in his halleAnd leet anon / his deere doghter calleLine 208 And with a face deed / as asshen coldeVpon hir humble face / he gan biholdeWith fadres pitee / stikynge thurgh his herteAl wolde he / from his purpos nat conuerteLine 212
Doghter quod he / Virginia / by thy nameTher been two weyes / outher deeth or shameThat thou most / suffre / allas þat I was boreffor neuere / thou deseruedest wherforeLine 216 To dyen / with a swerd / or with a knyfO deere doghter / endere of my lyfWhich I haue fostred vp / with swich plesanceThat thou were neuere / out of my remembranceLine 220 O doghter / which þat art my laste woAnd in my lyf my laste ioye alsoO gemme o Chastitee in pacience [folio 139b] Take thou thy deeth / for this is my sentenceLine 224 ffor loue and nat for hate / thou most be deedMy pitous hand / moot smyten of thyn heedAllas / that euere Apius the sayThus hath he falsly / Iugged the to dayLine 228 And tolde hire al the cas / as ye biforeHan herd / nat nedeth for to telle it moore¶ O mercy deere fader / quod this maydeAnd with that word / she both hir Armes laydeLine 232 About his nekke / as she was wont to doThe teeris / bruste out of hir eyen twoAnd seyde / goode fader shal I dyeIs ther no grace / is ther no remedyeLine 236 ¶ No certes / deere doghter myn quod he¶ Thanne yif me leyser / fader myn quod sheMy deeth for to compleyne / a litel spaceffor pardee Iepte yaf his doghter graceLine 240
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[6-text p 310] Line 240 ffor to compleyne / er he hir slow allasAnd god it woot no thyng was hir trespasBut for she ran / hir fader for to seeTo welcome hym / with greet solempniteeLine 244 And with that word / she fil aswowne anonAnd after/ whan hir swownyng is agonShe riseth vp / and to hir fader saydeBlissed be god / that I shal dye a maydeLine 248 Yif me my deeth / er that I haue a shameDooth with youre child / youre wyl a goddes name¶ And with that word / she preyed hym ful ofteThat with his swerd / he wolde smyte softeLine 252 And with that word / aswowne doun she filHir fader / with ful sorweful herte and wilHir heed of smoot and by the tope it henteAnd to the Iuge / he gan it to presenteLine 256 As he sat yet in doom in ConsistorieAnd whan the Iuge it saugh / as seith the storieHe bad to take hym / and anhange hym fasteBut right anon / a thousand peple in thrasteLine 260 To saue the knyght for routhe and for piteeffor knowen was / the false IniquiteeThe peple anon / hath suspect of this thyngBy manere / of the cherles chalangyngLine 264 That it was / by the assent of ApiusThey wisten wel / that he was lecherusffor which / vn-to this Apius they gonAnd caste hym in a prison right anonLine 268 Ther as he slow hym self and ClaudiusThat seruant was / vn-to this ApiusAnd demed / for to hange vpon a tree [folio 140a] But that Virginius / of his piteeLine 272 So preyde for hym / that he was exiledAnd elles certes / he had been bigyledThe remenant were anhanged moore and lesseThat were consentant of this cursednesse
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Heere men may seen / how synne hath his meriteBeth war / for no man woot whom god wol smyteIn no degree / ne in which manere wyseThe worm of conscience / may agryseLine 280 Of wikked lyf though it so pryuee beThat no man / woot ther-of but god and heffor be he lewed man / or ellis leredHe noot how soone / þat he shal been aferedLine 284 Therfore I rede yow / this conseil takefforsaketh synne / er synne yow forsake
¶ Heere endeth / the Phisiciens tale.
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¶ The wordes of the Hoost to the Phisicien and the Pardoner.
Ovre Hoost gan to swere / as he were woodHarrow quod he / by nayles and by bloodLine 288 This was a fals cherl and a fals IustiseAs shameful deeth / as herte may deuyseCome to thise false Iuges / and hire AduocatzAlgate / this sely mayde / is slayn allasLine 292 Allas / to deere boughte she beauteeWherfore I seye / al day / as men may seeThat yiftes of ffortune and of NatureBeen cause of deeth / to many a creatureLine 296 . . . . .. . . . .Of bothe yiftes / that I speke of nowMen han ful ofte / moore for harm than prowLine 300 ¶ But trewely / myn owene maister deereThis is / a pitous tale for to heereBut nathelees / passe ouer / is no forsI pray to god / so saue thy gentil corsLine 304 And eek/ thyne vrynals / and thy IurdonesThyn ypocras / and eek thy GalionesAnd euery boyste / ful of thy letuarieGod blesse hem / and oure lady Seint MarieLine 308 So moot I theen / thou art a propre manAnd lyk a prelat by Seint RonyanSeyde I nat wel / I kan nat speke in termeBut wel I woot thou doost myn herte to ermeLine 312 That I almoost/ haue caught a Cardynacle [folio 140b] By corpus bones / but I haue triacleOr elles a draughte / of moyste and corny AleOr but I heere anon / a myrie tale
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[6-text p 313] Line 316 Myn herte is lost for pitee of this maydeThou beel amy / thou Pardoner he saydeTelle vs som myrthe / or Iapes right anon¶ It shal be doon quod he / by Seint RonyonLine 320 But first quod he / heere at this Ale stakeI wol bothe drynke / and eten of a Cake¶ And right anon / the gentils gonne to cryeNay / lat hym telle vs of no ribaudyeLine 324 Telle vs som moral thyng þat we may leereSom wit and thanne wol we gladly heere¶ I graunte ywis quod he / but I moot thynkeVp-on som honeste thyng while þat I drynke
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¶ Heere folweth the Prologe of the Pardoners tale
¶ Radix malorum est Cupiditas Ad Thimotheum .6o.
LOrdynges quod he / in chirches / whan I precheI peyne me / to han an hauteyn specheAnd rynge it out as round as gooth a belleffor I kan / al by rote that I telleLine 332 My theme is alwey oon / and euere wasRadix malorum est Cupiditas
First I pronounce / whennes þat I comeAnd thanne my bulles / shewe I alle and someLine 336 Oure lige lordes seel / on my patenteThat shewe I first my body to warenteThat no man be so boold / ne preest ne clerkMe to destourbe / of Cristes hooly werkLine 340 And after that thanne telle I forth my tales1Bulles of popes1 and of CardynalesOf Patriarkes / and bishoppes I sheweAnd in latyn / I speke a wordes feweLine 344 To saffron with my predicacionAnd for to stire hem / to deuocionThanne shewe I forth / my longe cristal stonesYcrammed ful of cloutes and of bonesLine 348 Relikes been they / as wenen they echoonThanne haue [I] in laton a sholder boonWhich that was / of an hooly Iewes sheepeGoode men I seye / taak of my wordes keepeLine 352 If that this boon / be wasshe in any welle [folio 141a] If Cow / or Calf or Sheepe / or Oxe swelleThat any worm hath ete / or worm ystongeTaak water of that welle / and wassh his tonge
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[6-text p 315] Line 356 And it is hool anon / and forthermoorOf pokkes / and of scabbe / and euery soorShal euery sheepe be hool / þat of this welleDrynketh a draughte / taak kepe eek what I telleLine 360 ¶ If that the goode man / that the beestes owethWol euery wyke / er that the Cok hym crowethffastynge drinke / of this welle a draughteAs thilke hooly Iew / oure eldres taughteLine 364 Hise beestes and his stoor shal multiplie¶ And sire / also / it heeleth Ialousieffor though a man / be falle in Ialous rageLat maken / with this water his potageLine 368 And neuere shal he moore / his wyf mystristeThough he the soothe / of hir defaute wisteAl had she / taken preestes / two or thre¶ Heere is a Miteyn eek/ that ye may seLine 372 He þat his hand wol putte in this MitaynHe shal haue / multipliyng of his graynWhan he hath sowen / be it whete or OtesSo þat he offre / pens / or elles grotesLine 376 ¶ Goode men and wommen / o thyng warne I yowIf any wight / be in this chirche nowThat hath doon synne horrible þat he?Dar nat for shame / of it yshryuen beLine 380 Or any womman / be she yong or oldThat hath ymaked / hir housbonde CokewoldSwich folk shal haue no power ne no graceTo offren / to my relikes in this placeLine 384 And who so fyndeth hym / out of swich fameThey wol come vp / and offre on goddes nameAnd I assoille hem / by the AuctoriteeWhich that by bulle / ygraunted was to meLine 388 ¶ By this gaude / haue I wonne / yeer by yeerAn hundred mark sith I was PardonerI stonde lyk a clerk in my pulpetAnd whan the lewed peple / is doun yset
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[6-text p 316] Line 392 I preche so / as ye han herd bifooreAnd telle / an hundred false Iapes mooreThanne peyne I me / to strecche forth the nekkeAnd Est and West vp-on the peple I bekkeLine 396 As dooth a dowue / sittynge / on a berneMyne handes and my tonge goon so yerneThat it is ioye / to se my bisynesseOf Auarice / and of swich cursednesseLine 400 Is al my prechyng for to make hem free [folio 141b] To yeuen hir pens / and namely vn-to meffor myn entente / is nat but for to wynneAnd no thyng for correccion of synneLine 404 I rekke neuere / whan they been beryedThough þat hir soules / goon a blakeberyedffor certes / many a predicacionComth ofte tyme / of yuel entencionLine 408 Som for plesance of folk/ and flateryeTo been auaunced / by ypocrisyeAnd som for veyne glorie / and som for hateffor whan / I dar noon oother weyes debateLine 412 Thanne wol I stynge hym / with my tonge smerteIn prechyng / so that he shal nat asterteTo been defamed falsly / if that he?Hath trespased / to my bretheren / or to meLine 416 ffor though I telle noght / his propre nameMen shal wel knowe / that it is the sameBy signes / and by othere circumstancesThus quyte I folk that doon vs displesancesLine 420 Thus spitte I out my venym / vnder heweOf hoolynesse / to semen hooly and trewe¶ But shortly myn entente I wol deuyseI preche of no thyng but for coueityseLine 424 Therfore / my theme is yet and euere wasRadix malorum est CupiditasThus kan I preche / agayn that same viceWhich þat I vse / and that is Auarice
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[6-text p 317] Line 428 But though my self/ be gilty in that synneYet kan I maken / oother folk to twynneffrom Auarice / and soore to repenteBut that is nat/ my principal ententeLine 432 I preche no thyng but for coueitiseOf this mateere / it oghte ynogh suffise¶ Thanne telle I hem / ensamples many oonOf olde stories / longe tyme agoonLine 436 ffor lewed peple / louen tales oldeSwiche thynges / kan they wel reporte and holdeWhat trowe ye / the whiles I may precheAnd wynne / gold and siluer / for I techeLine 440 That I wol lyue in pouerte wilfullyNay nay / I thoghte it neuere trewelyffor I wol preche / and begge in sondry landesI wol nat do no labour/ with myne handesLine 444 Ne make baskettes / and lyue therbyBy cause / I wol nat beggen ydellyI wol noon / of the Apostles countrefeteI wol haue moneie / wolle chese and wheteLine 448 Al were it yeuen / of the pouereste page [folio 142a] Or of the pouereste wydwe / in a villageAl sholde hir children sterue / for famyneNay / I wol drynke / licour of the vyneLine 452 And haue a ioly wenche / in euery tounBut herkneth lordynges in conclusioun¶ Youre likyng is / that I shal telle a taleNow / haue I dronke a draughte of corny aleLine 456 By god / I hope / I shal yow telle a thyngThat shal by reson / been at youre likyngffor though my self be a ful vicious manA moral tale / yet I yow telle kanLine 460 Which I am wont to preche / for to wynneNow hoold youre pees / my tale I wol bigynne
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¶ Heere bigynneth the Pardoners tale.
IN fflaundres whilom was a compaignyeOf yonge folk/ that haunteden folyeLine 464 As Riot hasard / stywes / and TauernesWhere / as / with harpes / lutes and GyternesThey daunce / and pleyen at dees / bothe day and nyghtAnd eten also / and drynken ouer hir myght /Line 468 Thurgh which / they doon the deuel sacrifiseWith-Inne that deueles temple in cursed wiseBy superfluytee abhomynableHir othes / been so grete and so dampnableLine 472 That it is grisly / for to heere hem swereOure blissed lordes body / they to-tereHem thoughte / þat Iewes / rente hym noght ynoughAnd ech of hem / at otheres synne loughLine 476 And right anon / thanne comen Tombesteresffetys and smale / and yonge ffrutesteresSyngeres with harpes / Baudes / wafereresWhiche been / the verray deueles OfficeresLine 480 To kyndle and blowe / the fyr of lecheryeThat is annexed vn-to glotonyeThe hooly writ/ take I to my witnesseThat luxurie / is in wyn and dronkenesseLine 484
Lo how þat dronken Looth vnkyndelyLay by hise doghtres two vnwitynglySo dronke he was / he nyste what he wroghte¶ Herodes / who so / wel the stories soghteLine 488 . . . . .Line 489
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[6-text p 319] Whan he of wyn / was repleet at his feesteLine 489 Right at his owene table / he yaf his heesteTo sleen the Baptist Iohn / ful giltelees¶ Senec seith a good word douteleesLine 492 He seith / he kan no difference fynde [folio 142b] Bitwix a man / that is out of his myndeAnd a man / which that is dronkeleweBut that woodnesse / fallen in a shreweLine 496 Perseuereth lenger/ than dooth dronkenesseO glotonye / ful of cursednesseO cause first of oure confusionO original / of oure dampnacionLine 500 Til Crist/ hadde boght vs / with his blood agaynLo / how deere / shortly for to saynAboght was / thilke cursed vileynyeCorrupt was al this world for glotonyeLine 504 ¶ Adam oure fader / and his wyf alsoffro Paradys / to labour and to woWere dryuen for that vice / it is no dredeLine 507 ffor whil þat Adam fasted / as I redeHe was in Paradys / and whan þat he?Eet of the fruyt/ deffended on the treeAnon he was out cast to wo and peyneO glotonye / on thee wel oghte vs pleyneLine 512 O wiste a man / how manye maladyesffolwen of excesse / and of glotonyesHe wolde been / the moore mesurableOf his diete / sittynge at his tableLine 516 Allas / the shorte throte / the tendre mouthMaketh þat Est and West and North and SouthIn Erthe / in Eir / in water/ man to swynkeTo gete a gloton / deyntee mete and drynkeLine 520 Of this matiere / o Paul wel kanstow treteMete vn-to wombe / and wombe eek vn-to meteShal god destroyen bothe / as Paulus seithAllas / a foul thyng is it/ by my feith
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[6-text p 320] Line 524 To seye this word / and fouler is the dedeWhan man so drynketh / of the white and redeThat of his throte / he maketh his pryueeThurgh thilke cursed superfluiteeLine 528 ¶ The Apostel wepyng seith ful pitouslyTher walken manye / of whiche yow toold haue II seye it now wepyng with pitous voysTher been enemys of Cristes croysLine 532 Of whiche the ende is deeth / wombe is hir godO wombe / o. bely / o. stynkyng Codffulfilled of donge / and of corrupciounAt either ende of thee / foul is the sounLine 536 How greet labour/ and cost is thee to fyndeThise Cookes / how they stampe / and streyne and gryndeAnd turnen substaunce in-to AccidentTo fulfillen / al thy likerous talentLine 540 Out of the harde bones knokke they [folio 143a] The mary / for they caste noght a-weyThat may go thurgh the golet softe and swooteOf spicerie / of leef / and bark and rooteLine 544 Shal been his sauce ymaked by delitTo make hym yet a newer appetitBut certes / he that haunteth swiche delicesIs deed / whil þat he lyueth in tho vicesLine 548 ¶ A lecherous thyng is wyn and dronkenesseIs ful of stryuyng and of wrecchednesseO dronke man / disfigured is thy faceSour is thy breeth / foul artow to embraceLine 552 And thurgh thy dronke nose / semeth the sounAs though thou seydest ay Sampsoun SampsounAnd yet god woot Sampsoun drank neuere no wynThou fallest/ as it were a styked swynLine 556 Thy tonge is lost/ and al thyn honeste cureffor dronkenesse / is verray sepultureOf mannes wit and his discrecionIn whom þat drynke hath dominacion
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[6-text p 321] Line 560 He kan no conseil kepe / it is no dredeNow kepe yow / fro the white and fro the redeAnd namely / fro the white wyn of lepeThat is to selle / in ffysshstrete / or in ChepeLine 564 This wyn of Spaigne / crepeth subtillyIn othere wynes / growynge faste byOf which ther ryseth swich fumositeeThat whan a man hath dronken draughtes threLine 568 And weneth / that he be at hoom in ChepeHe is in Spaigne / right at the toune of lepeNat at the Rochele / ne at Burdeux tounAnd thanne wol he seye / Sampsoun SampsounLine 572 ¶ But herkneth lordes / o word I yow preyeThat alle the souereyn Actes dar I seyeOf victories / in the olde testamentThurgh verray god / þat is omnipotentLine 576 Were doon in Abstinence / and in preyereLooketh the Bible / and ther ye may it leere¶ Looke Attilla the grete ConquerourDeyde in his sleepe / with shame and dishonourLine 580 Bledynge ay at his nose in dronkenesseA Capitayn / sholde lyue in sobrenesseAnd ouer al this / auyseth yow right welWhat was comaunded / vn to LamwelLine 584 Nat Samuel / but Lamwel seye IRedeth the Bible / and fynde it expreslyOf wyn yeuyng to hem þat han IustiseNamoore of this / for it may wel suffiseLine 588
ANd now I haue spoken of Glotonye [folio 143b] Now wol I yow / deffenden hasardryeHasard / is verray mooder of lesyngesAnd of deceite / and cursed forsweryngesBlasphemyng of crist manslaughtre and wast alsoOf catel and of tyme / and forthermoIt is repreeue / and contrarie of honourffor to ben holde / a commune hasardour
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[6-text p 322] Line 596 And euer the hyer/ he is of estaatThe moore / is he holden desolaatIf that a Prynce / vseth hasardryeIn alle gouernance and policyeLine 600 He is / as by commune opinionYholde the lasse / in reputacion¶ Stilbon / that was a wys embassadourWas sent to Corynthe / in ful greet honourLine 604 ffro Lacidomye / to maken hire AlliaunceAnd whan he cam / hym happed[e] par chaunceThat alle the gretteste / that were of that londPleyynge atte hasard / he hem fondLine 608 ffor which / as soone / as it myghte beHe stal hym hoom agayn / to his contreeAnd seyde / ther wol I nat lese my nameNe I wol nat take on me so greet defameLine 612 Yow for to allie / vn-to none hasardoursSendeth / othere wise Embassadoursffor by my trouthe / me were leuere dyeThan I yow sholde / to hasardours allyeLine 616 ffor ye that been / so glorious in honoursShul nat allyen yow / with hasardoursAs by my wyl / ne as by my treteeThis wise Philosophre / thus seyde heeLine 620 ¶ Looke eek that the kyng DemetriusThe kyng of Parthes as the book seith vsSente him / a paire of dees of gold in scornffor he hadde vsed / hasard ther-bifornLine 624 ffor which / he heeld his glorie / or his renounAt no value / or reputaciounLordes may fynden / oother maner pleyHoneste ynough / to dryue the day aweyLine 628
Now wol I speke / of othes false and greteA word or two / as olde bookes treteGret sweryng is a thyng abhominableAnd fals sweryng is yet moore repreuable
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[6-text p 323] Line 632 The heighe god / forbad sweryng at alWitnesse on Mathew / but in specialOf sweryng seith the hooly IeremyeThou shalt seye sooth thyne othes and nat lyeLine 636 And swere in doom / and eek in rightwisnesse [folio 144a] But ydel sweryng is a cursednesseBihoold and se / that in the firste tableOf heighe goddes heestes honurableLine 640 Hou / that the seconde heeste / of hym / is thisTake nat my name / in ydel or amysLo rather he forbedeth swich sweryngThan homycide / or any cursed thyngLine 644 I seye / that as by ordre / thus it stondethThis knowen / that hise heestes vnderstondethHow þat / the seconde heeste of god is thatAnd forther ouer / I wol thee telle al platLine 648 That vengeance / shal nat parten from his housThat of hise othes / is to outrageousBy goddes precious herte / and by his naylesAnd by the blood of Crist that is in HaylesLine 652 Seuene is my chaunce / and thyn is cynk and treyeBy goddes Armes / if thou falsly pleyeThis daggere / shal thurgh-out thyn herte goThis fruyt cometh / of the bicched bones twoLine 656 fforsweryng Ire / falsnesse / HomycideNow for the loue of Crist þat for vs dydeLete youre othes / bothe grete and smaleBut sires / now wol I telle forth my taleLine 660
THise Riotours thre / of whiche I telleLonge erst er prime rong of any belleWere set hem / in a Tauerne to drynkeAnd as they sat they herde a belle clynkeLine 664 Biforn a cors / was caried / to his graueThat oon of hem / gan callen to his knaueGo bet quod he / and axe redilyWhat cors is this / þat passeth heer forby
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[6-text p 324] Line 668 And looke / þat thou reporte his name weel¶ Sire quod this boy / it nedeth neueradeelIt was me toold / er ye cam heer two houresHe was pardee / an old felawe of youresLine 672 And sodeynly / he was yslayn to-nyghtffor-dronke / as he sat on his bench vprightTher cam a priuee theef/ men clepeth deethThat in this contree / al the peple sleethLine 676 And with his spere / he smoot his herte atwoAnd wente his wey / with-outen wordes moHe hath / a thousand slayn this pestilenceAnd maister / er ye come in his presenceLine 680 Me thynketh / that it were necessarieffor to be war / of swich an AduersarieBeth redy / for to meete hym eueremooreThus taughte me my dame / I sey namooreLine 684 By seinte Marie seyde this Tauerner [folio 144b] The child seith sooth / for he hath slayn this yeerHenne ouer a Mile / with-Inne a greet villageBothe man and womman / child and hyne / and pageI trowe / his habitacion be thereLine 689 To been auysed / greet wysdom it wereEr that he dide a man / a dishonour¶ Ye goddes Armes / quod this RiotourLine 692 Is it swich peril / with hym for to meete?I shal hym seke / by wey and eek by streteI make auow / to goddes digne bonesHerkneth felawes / we thre been al onesLine 696 Lat ech of vs / holde vp his hand til ootherAnd ech of vs / bicomen otheres brotherAnd we wol sleen / this false traytour deethHe shal be slayn / which þat so manye sleethLine 700 By goddes dignitee / er it be nyght/¶ Togidres han thise thre / hir trouthes plightTo lyue and dyen / ech of hem for ootherAs though he were / his owene yborn brother
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[6-text p 325] Line 704 And vp they stirte / and dronken in this rageAnd forth they goon / towardes that villageOf which the Tauerner/ hadde spoke bifornAnd many a grisly ooth / thanne han they swornLine 708 And Cristes blessed body / they to-renteDeeth shal be deed / if that they may hym hente¶ Whan they han goon / nat fully half a MileRight as they wolde / han troden ouer a stileLine 712 An oold man and a poure / with hem metteThis olde man / ful mekely hem gretteAnd seyde thus / now lordes / god yow see¶ The proudeste / of thise Riotours threeLine 716 Answerde agayn / what carl with sory graceWhy artow / al forwrapped saue thy face?Why lyuestow so longe / in so greet age?¶ This olde man / gan looke in his visageLine 720 And seyde thus / for I ne kan nat fyndeA man / though þat I walked in to yndeNeither in Citee / nor in no VillageThat wolde chaunge / his youthe for myn AgeLine 724 And therfore / moot I han myn Age stilleAs longe tyme / as it is goddes wille¶ Ne deeth allas / ne wol nat han my lyfThus walke I / lyk a restelees kaityfLine 728 And on the ground / which is my moodres gateI knokke with my staf / bothe erly and lateAnd seye / leeue mooder/ leet me InLo how I vanysshe / flessh and blood and skynLine 732 Allas / whan shul / my bones been at reste [folio 145a] Mooder / with yow / wolde I chaunge my chesteThat in my chambre / longe tyme hath beYe for an heyre clowt to wrappe meLine 736 But yet to me / she wol nat do that graceffor which / ful pale / and welked is my face¶ But sires to yow / it is no curteisyeTo speken / to an old man vileynye
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[6-text p 326] Line 740 But he trespasse / in word / or elles in dedeIn hooly writ ye may your self wel redeAgayns an oold man / hoor vpon his heedYe sholde arise / wherfore I yeue yow reedLine 744 Ne dooth vn-to an oold man / noon harm nowNamoore than þat ye wolde / men did to yowIn age / if that ye so longe abydeAnd god be with yow / where ye go or rydeLine 748 I moote go thider / as I haue to go¶ Nay olde cherl / by god thou shalt nat soSeyde this oother hasardour anonThou partest nat so lightly / by Seint IohnLine 752 Thou spak right/ now / of thilke traytour deethThat in this contree / alle oure freendes sleethHaue heer my trouthe / as thou art his espyeTelle where he is / or thou shalt it abyeLine 756 By god / and by the hooly sacrementffor soothly / thou art oon of his assentTo sleen vs yonge folk / thou false theef¶ Now sires quod he / if þat ye be so leefLine 760 To fynde deeth / turne vp this croked weyffor in that groue / I lafte hym by my feyVnder a tree / and there he wole abydeNoght for youre boost he wole him no thyng hydeLine 764 Se ye that ook right there ye shal hym fyndeGod saue yow þat boghte agayn mankyndeAnd yow amende / thus seyde this olde manAnd euerich / of thise Riotours ranLine 768 Til he cam to that tree / and ther they foundeOf floryns fyne of gold ycoyned roundeWel ny an .viij. busshels / as hem thoughteNo lenger thanne / after deeth they soughteLine 772 But ech of hem / so glad was of that sighteffor þat the floryns / been so faire and brighteThat doun they sette hem / by this precious hoordThe worste of hem / he spak the firste word
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[6-text p 327] Line 776 ¶ Bretheren quod he / taak kepe what I seyeMy wit is greet though þat I bourde and pleyeThis tresor / hath ffortune vn-to vs yeuenIn myrthe and Ioliftee / oure lyf to lyuenLine 780 And lightly as it comth / so wol we spende [folio 145b] Ey goddes precious dignitee / who wendeTo-day / that we sholde han so fair a graceBut myghte this gold / be caried fro this placeLine 784 Hoom to myn hous / or elles vn-to youresffor wel ye woot þat al this gold is ouresThanne were we / in heigh feliciteeBut trewely / by daye it may nat beeLine 788 Men wolde seyn / þat we were theues strongeAnd for oure owene tresor/ doon vs hongeThis tresor / moste ycaried be by nyghteAs wisely / and as slyly / as it myghteLine 792 Wherfore I rede / þat Cut among vs alleBe drawe / and lat se / wher the Cut wol falleAnd he þat hath the Cut with herte blitheShal renne to towne / and that ful switheLine 796 And brynge vs breed and wyn / ful priuelyAnd two of vs / shul kepen subtillyThis tresor wel / and if he wol nat tarieWhan it is nyght we wol this tresor carieLine 800 By oon assent / where as vs thynketh bestThat oon of hem / the Cut broghte in his festAnd bad hym drawe / and looke where it wol falleAnd it fil / on the yongeste of hem alleLine 804 And forth toward the toun / he wente anonAnd al so soone / as that he was gonThat oon spak thus / vn-to that ootherThow knowest wel / thou art my sworn brotherLine 808 Thy profit wol I telle thee anonThou woost wel / that oure felawe is agonAnd heere is gold / and that ful greet plenteeThat shal departed been / among vs thre
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[6-text p 328] Line 812 But nathelees / if I kan shape it soThat it departed were / among vs twoHadde I nat doon / a freendes torn to thee?¶ That oother answerde / I noot hou that may beLine 816 He woot how that the gold is with vs tweyeWha[t sha]l we doon / what shal we to hym seye?¶ Shal it be conseil / seyde the firste shrewe?And I shal tellen / in a wordes feweLine 820 What we shal doon / and bryngen it wel aboute¶ I graunte quod that oother / out of douteThat by my trouthe / I shal thee nat biwreye¶ Now quod the firste / thou woost wel we be tweyeLine 824 And two of vs / shul strenger be than oonLooke whan þat he is set that right anoonArys / as though thou woldest with hym pleyeAnd I shal / ryue hym / thurgh the sydes tweyeLine 828 Whil that thou strogelest with hym / as in game [folio 146a] And with thy daggere / looke thou do the sameAnd thanne / shal al this gold / departed beMy deere freend / bitwixen me and theeLine 832 Thanne may we / bothe oure lustes all fulfilleAnd pleye at dees / right at oure owene willeAnd thus / acorded been thise shrewes tweyeTo sleen the thridde / as ye han herd me seyeLine 836 ¶ This yongeste / which þat wente vn-to the tounfful ofte in herte / he rolleth vp and dounThe beautee of thise floryns / newe and brighteO lord quod he / if so were þat I myghteLine 840 Haue al this tresor / to my self alloneTher is no man / þat lyueth vnder the troneOf god / that sholde lyue so murye as IAnd atte laste / the feend oure enemyLine 844 Putte in his thought þat he sholde poyson beyeWith which / he myghte / sleen hise felawes tweyeffor why / the feend foond hym in swich lyuyngeThat he hadde leue / hem to sorwe brynge
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[6-text p 329] Line 848 ffor this was outrely / his fulle ententeTo sleen hem bothe / and neuere to repenteAnd forth he gooth / no lenger wolde he tarieInto the toun / vn-to ApothecarieLine 852 And preyde hym / þat he hym wolde selleSom poyson / þat he myghte hise rattes quelleAnd eek ther was / a polcat in his haweThat as he seyde / hise capons hadde yslaweLine 856 And fayn he wolde / wreke hym / if he myghteOn vermyn / þat destroyed hym by nyghte¶ The Pothecarie answerde / and thou shalt haueA thyng that al so god my soule saueLine 860 In al this world / ther is no creatureThat eten or dronken hath / of this confitureNoght/ but the montance of a corn of wheteThat he ne shal / his lif anon forleteLine 864 Ye sterue he shal / and that in lasse whileThan thou wolt goon a paas / nat but A MileThis poyson / is so strong and violent¶ This cursed man / hath in his hond yhentLine 868 This poyson in a box / and sith he ranIn-to the nexte strete / vn-to a manAnd borwed hym / large botels threAnd in the two / his poyson poured heLine 872 The thridde he kepte clene / for his owene drynkeffor al the nyght/ he shoope hym for to swynkeIn cariynge of the gold / out of that placeAnd whan this Riotour/ with sory graceLine 876 Hadde filled with wyn / hise grete botels thre [folio 146b] To hise felawes / agayn repaireth he¶ What nedeth it to sermone of it mooreffor right so / as they hadde cast his deeth bifooreLine 880 Right so they han hym slayn / and that anonAnd whan þat this was doon / thus spak that oonNow lat vs sitte and drynke / and make vs merieAnd afterward / we wol his body berie
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[6-text p 330] Line 884 And with that word / it happed hym par casTo take the botel / ther the poyson wasAnd drank and yaf his felawe drynke alsoffor which anon / they storuen bothe twoLine 888 ¶ But certes I suppose / that AuycenWroot neuere in no Canon / ne in no fenMo wonder signes / of empoisonyngThan hadde thise wrecches two / er hir endyngLine 892 Thus ended been / thise homycides twoAnd eek the false empoysonere also¶ O cursed synne / of alle cursednesseO traytours homycide .o. wikkednesseLine 896 O glotonye / luxurie / and hasardryeThou blasphemour of Crist with vileynyeAnd othes grete / of vsage / and of prideAllas mankynde / how may it bitideLine 900 That to thy creatour / which þat the wroghteAnd with his precious herte-blood thee boghteThou art so fals / and so vnkynde allas¶ Now goode men / god foryeue yow youre trespasLine 904 And ware yow / fro the synne of AuariceMyn hooly pardon / may yow alle wariceSo þat ye offre / nobles / or sterlyngesOr elles siluer broches / spoones / ryngesLine 908 Boweth youre heed / vnder this hooly bulleCom vp ye wyues / offreth of youre wolleYoure names / I entre heer/ in my rolle anonIn-to the blisse of heueue / shul ye gonLine 912 I yow assoille / by myn heigh powerYow þat wol offre / as clene and eek as cleerAs ye were born / and lo sires thus I precheAnd Ihesu crist that is oure soules lecheLine 916 So graunte yow / his pardon to receyueffor that is best I wol yow nat deceyue
But sires / o. word / forgat I in my taleI haue Relikes / and pardon in my male
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[6-text p 331] Line 920 As faire / as any man in EngelondWhiche were me yeuen / by the popes hondIf any of yow / wole of deuocionOffren / and han myn AbsolucionLine 924 Com forth anon / and kneleth heere adoun [folio 147a] And mekely / receyueth my pardounOr elles / taketh pardon / as ye wendeAl newe and fressh / at euery Miles endeLine 928 So þat ye offren / alwey newe and neweNobles or pens / whiche þat be goode and treweIt is an honour / to euerich that is heerThat ye mowe haue / a suffisant PardoneerLine 932 Tassoille yow / in contree as ye rydeffor auentures / whiche þat may bitydeParauenture / ther may fallen / oon or twoDoun of his hors / and breke his nekke atwoLine 936 Looke which a seuretee / is it to yow alleThat I am / in youre felaweshipe yfalleThat may assoille yow / bothe moore and lasseWhan þat the soule / shal fro the body passeLine 940 I rede / þat oure hoost heere shal bigynneffor he is / moost envoluped in synneCom forth sire hoost and offre first anonAnd thou shalt kisse / my Relikes euerychonLine 944 Ye for a grote / vnbokele anon thy purs
Nay nay quod he / thanne haue I cristes cursLat be quod he / it shal nat be so theechThou woldest make me / kisse thyn olde breechLine 948 And swere / it were a relyk of a seintThough it were / with thy fundement depeintBut by the croys / which þat seint Eleyne fondI wolde / I hadde / thy coillons in myn hondLine 952 In stide of Relikes / or of seintuarieLat kutte hem of / I wol with thee hem carieThey shul be shryned / in an hogges toord¶ This Pardoner/ answerde nat a word
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[6-text p 332] Line 956 So wrooth he was / no word ne wolde he seye¶ Now quod oure hoost I wol no lenger pleyeWith thee / ne with noon oother angry manBut right anon / the worthy knyght biganLine 960 Whan þat he saugh / þat al the peple loughNamoore of this / for it is right ynoughSire Pardoner / be glad and myrie of cheereAnd ye sir hoost þat been to me so deereLine 964 I prey yow / þat ye kisse the PardonerAnd Pardoner / I prey thee / drawe thee neerAnd as we diden / lat vs laughe and pleyeAnon they kiste / and ryden forth hir weyeLine 968