The Cambridge ms (University library, Gg. 4.27) of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
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The Cambridge ms (University library, Gg. 4.27) 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 K. Paul, Trench, Trübner,
1868-1879.
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and be-gynneþe þe tale [THE PREAMBLE.]
[Sloane 1685 folio 167]
Wyth þis Chanon dwellyd haue I seuen ȝeereAnd of hys science neuere þe nereLine 721 And þat I hade I haue loste þerbyAnd god woote so hathe mony mo þan IThere I was wonte to be riȝt fresshe & gayOf cloþinge and of gode arrayLine 725 Nowe may I were an hose vpon myne hedeAnd where my coloure was bothe fressh & reedeNowe it ys wan and of a len heweWho so hit vseþe sore shalle he reweLine 729 And of my swynke blered ys myn eyeeLo whiche avauntage hit ys to multiplyþat slydynge science hathe me made so bareThat I haue no gode where þat euere I fareLine 733 And ȝit / I am endetted so þer byOf golde þat I haue borowed trulyþat whyle I lyue hit/ shalle I quyte neverelat euery man by ware by me for euereLine 737 what manere man þat casteth hym þer toyf/ he contynewe I holde hys thryfte y-do.[But so helpe me god ther/-by schall he noght wynne.But empten his/ purs/ & make his/ wittis/ thynne.Line 741 And whan he thorough his/ madnesse & folye/.Hath lost his/ owne good thorough iopardye.Than he exitith other/ men therto.Line 744 To lese her/ good as/ hym self haþ do. [Harl. 1758 folio 145a] ]ffor vnto shrewes Ioye hit ys and ese [Sloane MS 1685 folio 168a] To haue hir/ felawes in peyne and dissese
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[6-text p 553] Thys was I oones lerned of a ClerkeOf þat no Charge I wolle speke of oure werkeLine 749 whan we bene þere as we shall exerciseOure Eluysshe crafte we seem wonder/ wyseOure termes ben so clergial and so queynteI blowe þe fyre tylle þat myn hert/ feynteLine 753 what/ shulde I telle ecche proporciounOf/ þenges whiche þat we worchen vppounAs on fyue or sixe vnces may wele beLine 756 Of siluere or of som oþere quantite]And besye me to telle ȝow the namys [folio 384a] Of orpemynt brend bonys / Iren squamysThat in to poudere grounde been ful smalAnd in an erthene pot how put is alLine 761 And salt I-put in & also papeerBy-fore these pouderis that I speke of heerAnd weel I-keuered with a laumpe of glasAnd of muche othir thyng whiche there wasLine 765 And of the pot & glasis enlutyngeThat of the ayr myghte passe out nothyngeAnd of the esy fuyr & smert alsoWhiche that was mad & the care & woLine 769 That we hadde in oure mateeris sublymyngAnd in a-malgamynge & calcenyngOf quik siluyr I-clepede Mercurye Crudeffor alle oure slytis we cunne not concludeLine 773 Of oure orpemynt & sublimyd mercuryeOure groundyn lytarge ek & the porphuryeOf eche of these / of ounces a certeynNoght helpith vs oure labour is in veynLine 777 Ne ek oure spiritis ascenciounNe oure matieris that lyn al fyx a-dounMowe in oure werkynge no thyng vs avayleffor lost is al oure labour & trauayleLine 781 And al the cost a twenty deuelleweyeIs lost also which we on it leye
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[6-text p 554] Ther is also ful manye anothir thyngThat is vnto oure craft aperteynyngeLine 785 Thow I be ordere / hem nat reherce canBy cause that I am a lewede manThat wele I telle hem as they come in myndeThow I ne can nat sette hem in hir kyndeLine 789 As bole armonyak verdegres borasAnd sunderi vessellys mad of erthe & glasOure vrynallis & oure discensoriesViolys / Crosletis / & sublymatoriesLine 793 Cucurbites / & alembikes eekAnd othere swiche / deere I-nogh a leekNot nedyth it for to reherse hem alle [folio 384b] Wateris rubifyinge & bolis galleLine 797 Arsenyk Salarmoniak & bronstonAnd erbis coude I telle ek manyonOf Egremoyne Walerian & lunaryeAnd othere sweche / If that me leste taryeLine 801 Oure laumpis brennynge bothe nyght & dayTo brynge aboute oure craft ȝif that we mayOure furneys ek of CalcinaciounAnd of oure wateris albifacaciounLine 805 Vnslekkid lym chalk & gleyer of an eyPouderis dyuerce Aschis donge / pisse & cleyCerede pokettis Sal petyr vitrioleAnd dyuerse feris mad of wode & coleLine 809 Sal tartere altaly / And Sal preparaatAnd combust matiers / & coagulaatCley mad with hors heer or manis & oyleOf Tartere Alumglas. berme wort & argoyleLine 813 Rosealger & othere matieris enbibyngAnd ek of othere matieris / encorporyngAnd of oure siluyr citrynaciounOure cymentynge / & formentacyounLine 817 Oure ingotis testis & manyon moI wele ȝow telle as was me taught also
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[6-text p 555] //The foure spiritis & the bodyis seueneBy ordere As ofte herde I myn lord hem nemeneLine 821 The fyrste spirit quik siluys callid isThe secunde orpemynt & the thredde I-wisSal Armonyak & the fourte brunstonThe bodyis seuene lo hem ek here a-nonLine 825 Sol gold is & luna syluyr whe treepeMars yryn. Mercurie quik siluyr we clepeSaturnus led & Iupiter is tynAnd Venus Copir be myn fadir kynLine 829 This cursede craft who so wele excercyseHe schal no good han that hym may suffyseffor al the good he spendyth theere abouteHe lese schal therof haue I no douteLine 833 Ho so that lystyth outyn his folye [folio 385a] Let hym come forth & lerne multeplyeAnd euery man that hat ought in his cofereLat hym apere & wexe a philysophereLine 837 Ascauns that craft is so lyght to lereNay nay god wot al be he monk or frerePrest or chanoun or ony othir whitThow he sete at his bok day or nygh[t]Line 841 In lernynge of this eluyssch nyce looreAl is in veyn & parde meche mooreTo lerne a lewede man this sotyleteffy spek nat therof for it wele nat beLine 845 And kunne he lettereure or cunne he nonAs in effect he schal fynde it al oonFor bothe to be myn saluaciounConcludyn as in multiplicacyounLine 849 I-lyche weel / whan they han al I-doThis is to seyn they fayle bothe twe// ȝit forgat I to make rehersayleOf wateris coresif & of lemayleLine 853 And of bodyis mollyficaciounAnd also of here induracioun
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[6-text p 556] Oyles absolucioun / & metal fusibleTo tellyn al wolde passyn any bibleLine 857 That ower is / wherefore as for the besteOf alle these namys now wele I me resteffor as I trowe I haue ȝow told I-noghTo reyse a fend al loke he neuere so roghLine 861 // A nay lat be the philisopheris stoonElixer clepid / we sekyn faste echonffor hadde we hym we were sekyr I-noghBut on to god of heuene I make a wowLine 865 ffor al oure craft whan we han al I-doAnd al oure sleyghte he wele nat come vs toHe hath I-mad vs spende mechil goodffor sorwe of whiche almost we wexe woodLine 869 But that good hope crepith in oure herteSupposynge euere thow we sore smerteTo be releuyd by hym aftyrward / [folio 385b] Swich supposynge & hope is scharp & hardLine 873 I warne ȝow wel it is to sekyn euereThat future temps that made men to disseuereIn trust therof from al that euere they haddeȝit of that art they can not wexe saddeLine 877 ffor vn-to hem it is a bittyr sweteSo semyth it for ne hadde they but a scheteWhiche that they myghte wrappe hem in a nyghtAnd a bakke for to walke in be day lightLine 881 They wolde hem selue / & spendyn on this craftThey can not stynte til no thyng be laftAnd euere more where that euere they goonMen may hem knowe by smel of bronstonLine 885 ffor al the world they stynkyn as a gotHere sauour is so rammysch & so hotThat thow a man from hem a myle beeThe sauour wele enfecte hem trustyth meLine 889 Lo thus be smellynge & thredbare arayȝif that men lyste these folk knowe may
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[6-text p 557] And ȝif a man wele aske hem pryuylyWhi that they been clothid so vn-thriftylyLine 893 They righ a-non wele rounne in his ereAnd seyn ȝif that they espied wereMen woldyn hem sle by cause of here scienceLo thus these folk betrayen innocenceLine 897 Passe ouer this I go myn tale vntoEr than the pot be on the fyre I-doOf metallis with a certeyn quantiteMyn lord hem tempereth & no man but heLine 901 Now he is goon I dar say boldelyffor as men saye he can do craftylyAlgate I wot wel he hath swich a nameAnd ȝit ful ofte he rennyth in a blameLine 905 // And wete ȝe how ful oftyn it happith sooThe pot to-brekith & farwel al is goThese metallis been of so greet violenceOure wallis mowe not make hem resistenceLine 909 But ȝif they were wrought of lym / & ston [folio 386a] They perce so & thour the wal they gonAnd some of hem synke in-to the groundThus haue we lost be tymys manye a poundLine 913 And some are skaterede in the flor a-bouteSome lepe in-to the rof / with-outyn douteThow that the fend nat in the sight hym scheweI trowe he with vs be that ilke schreweLine 917 In helle where as he is lord & syreNe is there more wo ne more rancour ne yreWhan that oure pot as I haue sayd /Euery man chit / & halt hym euelle a-payedLine 921 //Some seyn it was a-long on the fyr makyngSome seydyn nay / it was on the blowyngThanne was I aferid / for that was myn offisStraw quod the thredde / ȝe been lewede & nysLine 925 It was nat tempered as it aughte to beNay quod the forte stynt & lestene to me
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[6-text p 558] By cause oure fyr was not mad of bechThat is the cause & othir noon so theechLine 929 I can not telle wheron it was longBut wel I wot greet stryf is vs a-mong// What quod myn lord there is no more to doneOf these perilis I wele be war eft soneLine 933 I am rygh sekyr that the pot was crasedBe as be may be ȝe no thyng a-masedAs vsage is lat swepe the flor aswythePluk vp ȝoure hertys & beth glad & blytheLine 937 The mullok on an hep I-swepid wasAnd on the flor I-caste a canevasAnd al the mullok in a seue I-throweAnd syftid & I-pikid manye a throweLine 941 // Parde quod on / sumwhat of oure metalȝit is ther heere they that we haue nat alAnd thow this thyng mys happe as nowA-nothir tyme it may be weel I-nowLine 945 Vs muste putte oure good in auentureA marchaunt parde may not al-wey endureTrustyth me wel in his prosperite [folio 386b] Sumtyme his good is drouned in the seLine 949 And sumtyme comyth it saf vn-to the londePes quod myn lord the nexte tyme wele I fondeTo brynge oure craft al in a-nothir plitAnd but I do sere lat me han the witLine 953 There was defaute in sumwhat wel I wotA-nothir seyde the fuyr was ouyr hotBut be it hot or cold I dare seye thisThat we concludyn euere more amysLine 957 We fayle of that whiche that we woldyn haueAnd in oure madnesse eueremore we raueAnd whan we been to-gederis euerichonEuery man semyth a salamonLine 961 But alle thynge whiche that schynyth as the goldNis nat gold / as I haue herd told
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[6-text p 559] Ne eueri appil that is fayr at eyeNe is nat good / what so men clappe or cryeLine 965 Righ so lo faryth it a-mongis vsHe that semyth the wiseste be IesusIs most fol whan it comyth to the prefAnd he that semyth treweste is a thefLine 969 That schal ȝe knowe er that I from ȝow wendeBy that I of myn tale haue mad an ende