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THEODOSIUS A WISE EMPEROURE.
(THE HARPER AND THE FISHES.)
[ XXXV. ] Harl. MS. 7333.
Story.
[leaf 173, col. 2]Theodosius Reigned̛ a wyse Emperoure in the citee of Rome, the whiche louid̛ afore al othir thinges the melody of þe harpe. hit happenid̛ on̛ a certeyne day, as he Rode in huntinge, that he harde the soune of a Swete harpe, and̛ hit was so swete to his hert, that he thowte that he was Ravishid̛ in him selfe. he Rode aboute this forest, & sowte wher this harpe myght be founde; and̛ at the laste he sawe a pore man, sytting be a water syde, harpynge: & þer come oute of that water so swete a melody, that the Emperour̛ hard̛ neuer non suche afor̛. And̛ therfore the Emperoure Spake to him, and̛ saide, "how is this, that so swete a melody passithe oute of thin harpe?" "Sir," quod̛ he, "I shalle telle yowe the sothe. I have dwelt by this watir with my wyf and̛ with my chylderin xxx.ti yer̛; and̛ god̛ hathe yeve me swiche grace, that euer when I harpe ther is so gentil a melodie, that alle the fishis in the water comithe evin to myn̛ honde, and̛ so I take my sustenaunce, wherby I, & my wyf,