This is the table of the historye of reynart the foxe

Hyer begynneth thystorye of reynard the foxe

In this historye ben wreton the parables / goode lerynge / and dyuerse poyntes to be merkyd / by whiche poyntes men maye lerne to come to the subtyl knoweleche of su∣che thynges as dayly ben vsed & had in the counseyllys of lordes and prelates gostly and worldly / and / also emonge marchantes and other comone peple / And this booke is maad for nede and prouffyte of alle god folke / As fer as they in redynge or heeryng of it shal mowe vnderstande and fele the forsayd subtyl deceytes that day∣ly ben vsed in the worlde / not to thentente that men shold vse them but that euery man shold eschewe and kepe hym from the subtyl false shrewis that they be not dece∣yuyd / Thenne who that wyll haue the very vnderstan∣dyng of this mater / he muste ofte and many tymes rede in thys boke and ernestly and diligently marke wel that he redeth / ffor it is sette subtylly / lyke as ye shal see in redyng of it / and not ones to rede it ffor a man shal not wyth ones ouer redyng fynde the ryght vnderstan∣dyng ne comprise it wel / but oftymes to rede it shal cause it wel to be vnderstande / And for them that vnderstan∣deth it / it shall be ryght Ioyous playsant and prouf¦fitable

How the lyon kynge of alle bestis sent out his mandementis that alle beestis sholde come to his feest and court capitulo primo

iT was aboute the tyme of penthecoste or whyt∣sontyde / that the wodes comynly be lusty and gla∣dsom / And the trees clad with leuys and blossoms & the ground with herbes and flowris swete smellyng and also the fowles andbyrdes syngen melodyously in theyr armonye / That the lyon the noble kynge of all beestis wolde in the holy dayes of thys feest holde on open Court at stade / whyche he dyde to knowe ouer alle in his lande / And commanded by strayte conmyssyons and maundements that euery beest shold come thyder / in suche wyse that alle the beestis grete and smale cam to the courte sauf reynard the fox / for he knewe hym self fawty and gylty in many thynges aye••••s•• many ••eestis that thyder sholde comen that he durste not auenture to goo thyder / whan the kynge of alle beestis had assemblid alle his court / ther was none of them alle / but that he had complayned sore on Reynart the foxe·

The first complaynt made Isegrym the wulf on Reynart capitulo ·ij·

ISegrym the wulf wyth his lynage & frendes cam and stode to fore the kynge / And sayde hy•• and myghty prynce my lord the kynge I beseche yow that thurgh your grete myght / ryght / and mercy that ye wyl haue pyte on the grete trespas and the vnresonable mysdedes that reynart the foxe hath don to me and to my wyf that is to we••e he is comen in to my hows ayenst the wylle of my wyf / And there he hath be pyssed my chyldren where as they laye in suche wyse as

they therof ben woxen blynde / wherupon was a day sette / and was Iuged that ••eygnart shold come and haue excused hym hierof / and haue sworen on the holy sayn / tes that he was not gylty therof / And whan the boost wyth the sayntes was brought forth / tho had reygnart bythouht hym other wyse / And wente his waye agayn in to his hole / as he had nought sette therby / And dere kynge this knowen wel many of the bestes that now be comen hyther to your court / And yet hath he trespaced to me in many other thinges / he is not lyuyng that coude telle alle that I now leue vntolde / But the shame and vyllonye that he hath don to my wyf / that shal I neuer hyde ne suffre it 〈…〉〈…〉 that he shal make to me large amendes /

The complaynt of Courtoys the hounde capitulo iij

whan thyse wordes were spoken so stode there a ly∣tyl hounde and was named courtoys / and com¦playned to the kynge / how that in the colde wynter in the harde froste he had ben sore forwynterd / in suche wyse as he had kepte nomore mete than a puddyng / wyche pud∣dyng reygnard the foxe had taken away from hym

Tho spak thybert the catte

wyth this so cam Tybert the catte wyth an Irous inded / and sprang in emonge them and sayde My lord the kyng / I here hier that reygnart is sore com∣playned on / and hier is none but that he hath ynowh to doo to clere hym self / that courtoys hier complayneth of

that is passyd many yeres goon / how be it that I com∣playne not / that pudyng was myne / ffor I hadde wonne it by nyghte in a mylle / The myllar laye & slepe / yf cour¦toys had ony parte hieron / that cam by me to / Thenne spak panther / Thynke ye Tybert that it were good that reynard sholde not be complayned on / he is a very murde∣rer / a rouer / and a theef / he loueth noman so wel / not our lord the kyng here that he wel wold that he shuld lese good & worshyp / so that he myght wynne as mo••h•• as a legge of a fat henne / I shal telle yow what I sawe hym do yesterday to Cuwaert the hare that hier standeth in the kynges pees and saufgu••d•• / 〈◊〉〈◊〉 promysed to Cuwart & sayde he wold teche hym his credo / and make hym a good chapelayn / he made hym goo sytte bytwene his legges & sange and cryde lowde Credo. Credo. my waye laye th•••• by there that I herde this songe / Tho wente I ner and fonde maister reynard that had lefte that he fyrst redde & songe / and bygan to playe his olde playe / ffor he had caught kywaert by the throte / and had I not that tyme comen he sholde haue taken his lyf from hym like as ye hiere may see on kywaert the hare the fresse wounde yet / ffor sothe my lord the kynge yf ye suffre this vnpunys∣shyd and lete hym go quyte that hath thus broken your peas / And wyl do no right after the sentence & Iugement of your men / your Chyldren many yeris herafter shal be myspreysed and blamed therfore / Sykerly panther sayd Isegrym ye saye trouthe / hit were good that right and Iustyse were don / for them that wolde fayn lyue in peas /

How grymbart the dasse the foxes susters sone spack

ffor reynart and answerd to fore the kynge. capitulo .iiij.

tho spack Grymbart the dasse / and was Reynarts suster sone wyth an angry moed / Sir Isegrym that is euyl sayd it is a comyn prouerbe An Enemyes mouth / sayth seeld wel / what leye ye / and wyte ye myn Eme Reynart / I wold that ye wolde aventure that who of yow tweyne had moste trespaced to other sholde hange by the necke as a theef on a tree / But and yf he were as wel in this court and as wel wyth the kynge as ye be / it shold not be thought in hym / that it were ynowh / that ye shold come and aske hym forgyuenes ye haue by∣ten and nyp••e myn vncle wyth your felle and sharp teeth many mo tymes than I can telle / yet wil I telle some poyntes that I wel knowe / knowe not ye how ye mysde∣led on the plays / whiche he threwe doun fro the carre / whan ye folowed after fro ferre / And ye ete the good plays allone / and gaf hym nomore than the grate or bones / whyche ye myght not ete your self / In lyke wyse dyde ye to hym also of the fatte ••lycche of bacon / whiche sauourd so wel / that ye allone ete in your bely / and whan myn Eme askyd his parte / tho answerd ye hym agayn in scorne / Reynart fayr yonglyng I shal gladly gyue you your part / but myn eme gate ne had nought / ne was not the better / Notwithstandyng he had wonnen the flyc∣che of bacion wyth grete drede / ffor the man cam and threw hym in a sacke / that he scarsely cam out wyth his lyf / Suche maner thynges hath reynart many tymes suffred thurgh ysegrym.

o ye lordes thynke ye that this is good / yet is th•• more / he complayneth how that reynart myn eme hath moche trespaced to hym by cause of his wyf / Myn Eme hath leyn by her but that is wel seuen yer to fore / er he wedded her / and yf reynart for loue and curtosye dyde with. her his wille / what was that / She was sone he∣led therof / hierof by ryght shold be no complaynt were Isegrym wyse. he shold haue lefte that he doth to hym self no worshyp thus to sklaundre his wyf / She playneth not / now maketh kywaert the hare acomplaynt also / that thynketh me a vyseuase / yf he rede ne lerned a right his lesson / sholde not reynard his maister bete hym therfore yf the scolers were not beten ne smyten and reprised of their truantrye / they shold neuer lerne /

Now complayneth Courtoys that he with payne had go∣ten apuddyng in the wynter / at suche tyme / as the cos•••• is euyl to fynde Therof hym had be better to haue holde his pees / for he had stolen it / Male quesisti et male p••••didis•••• hit is ryght that it be euil loste / that is euil wonne w•••• shal blame Reynart / yf he haue taken fro a th••••f stolen good hit is reson who that vnderstandeth the lawe and can discerne the right / & that he be of hys burth•• as myn Eme reynart is whiche knoweth wel how he shal ressey∣ue stolen good / ye al had he courtoys hanged whan he fon¦de hym with the menowr / he had not moche mysdon ne trespaced / Sauf ayenst the crowne / that he had don Iu∣styse wythoute leue wherfore for the honour of the kynge he dyde it not / all hath he but lytyl thanke / what skathed it hym that he is thus complayned on / Myn Eme is

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a gentil and a trewe man he may suffre no falshede / he doth nothyng but by his prestes counseyl And I saye yow syth that my lorde the kynge hath do proclamed his pees he neuer thoughte to hurte ony man / ffor he eteth no more than ones a day / he lyueth as a recluse / he chastiseth his body & wereth a sherte of heer / hit is more than a yere that he hath eten no flesshe / as I yesterday herd saye of them that cam fro hym he hath lefte and geuen ouer his Castel maleperduys / And hath bylded a cluse / theryn dwelleth he / & hunteth nomore / ne desyreth no wynnynge but he lyueth by almesse and taketh nothyng but suche as men gyue hym for charyte and doth grete penance for his synnes / and he is woxen moche pale and lene of pra∣yeng & wakyng ffor he wolde be fayn wyth god / Thus as grymbert his eme stode and preched thise wordes / so sawe they comen doun the hylle to hem chaūtecler the cock and brought on abiere a deed henne of whom reynart had lyten the heed of / and that muste be shewed to the kynge for to haue knowleche therof.

How the Cocke complayned on reynart capitulo .v^o.

cHaūtecler cam forth & smote pyteously his handes and his fetheris and on eche side of the byer wen∣ten tweyne sorouful hennes that one was called cantart and that other goode henne Crayant they were two the fayrest hennes that were bytwene holland and arderne / Thise hennes bare eche of them a brennyg tapre whiche was longe and strayte / Thise two hennes were coppens susters And they cryed so pitously / Alas and weleaway

for the deth of her dere suster coppen / Two yonge hennes bare the byere whiche kakled so heuyly and wepte so lowde for the deth of coppen their moder that it was ferre herde / thus cam they to gydre to ••ore the kynge / And chante∣cleer tho seyde / Mercyful lord / my lord the kynge plese it yow to here our complaynte / And abhorren the grete s••a••the that reynart hath don to me and my children that h••••re stonden / it was so that in the begynnyng of app••yl wh••n the weder is fayr / as that I as hardy and prowde / bycause of the grete lynage that I am comen of and also hadde / ffor I had viij fayr sones and seuen fayr doughters whi∣che my wyf had hatched. and they were alle stronge and fatte and wente in ayerde whiche was walled round a¦boute / In whiche was a shadde where in were si•• grete dog¦ges whiche had to tore and plucked many a b••••stis sk••n in suche wyse as my chyldren were not aferd / On whom Reynart the theef had grete enuye by cause they were so sure that hecowde none gete of them / how wel oftymes hath this••fel theef goon rounde aboutethis wal / & hath leyde for vs in suche wyse that the dogges haue be sette on hym and haue hunted hym away / And ones they leep on hym vpon the banke / And that cost hym somwh••t for his thefte / I saw that his skyn smoked 〈…〉〈…〉 wente his waye / god amende it /

thus were we quyte of reynart a longe 〈◊〉〈◊〉 atte laste cam he in lyknes of an ••eremye•• and brought to me a lettre for to rede sealed wyth the kynges seal / in whiche stode wreton that the kynge had made 〈◊〉〈◊〉 oueral in his royame / and that alle maner b••••st••s and

fowlles shold doo none harme ner scathe to ony other / yet sayd he to me more / that he was a cloysterer or a closyd recluse be comen / And that he wolde receyue grete penan¦ce for his synnes / he shewd me his slauyne and pylche and an heren sherte ther vnder / and thenne sayd he / syr Chaunteclere after thys tyme be no more aferd of me ne t••ke no hede / ffor I now wil ete nomore flesshe / I am for∣thon so olde / That I wolde fayn remembre my sowle I wil now go forth / for I haue yete to saye my sexte / none / and myn euensonge to god I bytake yow / Tho wente re∣ynart thens sayeng his Credo / and leyde hym vnder an hawthorn / Thenne / was I glad and mery / & also toke none hede / And wente to my chyldren and clucked hem to gydre And wente wythout the wal for to waske wherof is moche harme comen to vs / for reynart laye vnder a busshe and cam krepyng bitwene vs & the yate / so that he caght one of my chyldren & leyd hym in his male / wherof whe haue had grete harme / for syth he hath tasted of hym / ther myght neuer hunter ne hoūnde saue ne kepe hym from vs / he hath wayted by nyghte & daye in suche wyse that he hath stolen so many of my chyldren that of ·xv. I haue but foure / in suche wyse hath this theef forslongen them / And yet yesterday was coppen my doughter that hier lyeth vpon the byer with the houndes rescowed This compla∣yne I to yow gracious kynge / haue pyte on myn grete & vnresonable damage & losse of my fayre chyldren /

How the kyng spack touchyng this cōplaynt ca. vj:

thenne spack the kynge / Syre dasse here ye this wel of the recluse your Eme he hath fasted and prayde

that yf I lyue a yere he shal abye it / Nowe heeke chaūte∣cler / your playnt is ynough your doughter that lyeth here dede / we wyl gyue to her the dethes right we may kepe her no lenger / we wil betake her to god / we wylle syngen here vygylie / and brynge her worshipfully on erthe / & thēne we wille speke wyth thise lordes and take counseyl how we may do ryght and Iustyse of thys grete murdre / and brynge this fals theef to the lawe / Tho begonne they pla¦cebo domino / with the verses that to longen whiche yf I shold saye / were me to longe / whan this vigilye was don and the cōmendacion / she was leyde in the pytte / and the••¦vpon was leyde a marble stone polyshed as clere as ony glas and theron was hewen in grete lettres in this wy••e coppe chanteklers doughter / whom Reynart the foxe hath byten lyeth hier vnder buryed / complayne ye her ffor she is shamefully comen to her deth / after this the / kynge sen¦te ffor his lordes and wysest of his counseyl for to take aduys / how this grete murdre & trespaas shold be puny∣sshyd on reynart the foxe / Ther was concluded and apo∣ynted for the beste / that reynart shold be sent ffore and that he lefte not for ony cause / But he cam in to the kyn∣ges court ffor to here wat shold be sayd to hym / And that bruyn the bere shold do the message. the kynge thou∣ught that alle this was good and saide to brune the bere syr brune I wyl that ye doo this message / but see wel to for your self / ffor reynart is a shrewe / and felle & kno∣weth so many wyles that he shal lye and flatre / and shal thynke how he may begyle deceyue and brynge yow to some mockerye / tho sayd brune what good lord late it

allone / deceyueth me the foxe / so haue I ylle lerned my ca¦sus / I trowe he shal come to late to mocque me / Thus de∣parted brune meryly fro thens / but it is to drede that he cam not so meryly agayn /

how brūne the beere was sped of Reynart the foxe / capitulo .vij^o.

nOw is brune goon on his waye toward the foxe wyth astowte moede / whiche supposed wel that the foxe sholde not haue begyled hym / as he cam in a derke wode in a forest were as reynard had a bypath whan he was hunted / ther bysyde was an hie montayne and lan∣de / and there muste brune in the myddel goon ouer for 〈◊〉〈◊〉 goo to maleperduys / for reynart had many a dwellyng place / but the castel of maleperduys was the beste & the fastest burgh that he had / Ther laye he Inne whan he had nede and was in ony drede or f••••e / Now whan b••••yn was comen to maleperduys he fonde the yate fast shette / tho wē∣te he to fore the yate and satte vpon his taylle 〈…〉〈…〉 Reynart be ye at home I am brownyng / the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 hath sente me for yow that ye sholde come to court / for to plete your caas / he hath sworn there by his god / come ye not / or brynge I yow not with me for tabyde suche right and sentence as shal be there gyuen / it shal coste you your lyf he wyl hange yow / or sette yow on the ratte / reynart doo by my counseyl and come to the court / Reynart laye within the gate as he ofte was wonte to doo for the warmth of the sonne / whan reynart herd bruyn tho wente he Iune∣ward in to his hole / for maleperduys was ful of hooles∣hier one hool & there an other & yonder an other / narowe.

croked and longe wyth / many wey••s to goo out / whiche he opend and shette after that he had nede / whan he had ony proye brought home / or that he wiste that ony sought hym for hys mysdedes and trespaces / thenne he ran and hydde hym fro his enemyes in to hys secrete chambres / that they coude not fynde hym / by whiche he deceyuyd many a beest that sought hym / and tho thought reynart in hym self how he myght best brynge the beere in charge •• nede / and that he abode in worship /

iN this thoughte reynart cam out and sayde 〈◊〉〈◊〉 eme ye be welcome / I herde you wel to fore 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I was in myn euesong therfore haue I the lenger 〈◊〉〈◊〉 a lytyl / dere eme he hath don to you no good seru••se 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I can hym no thank that hath sente you ouer this l••••••ge hylle / for I see that ye be also wery that the swe•••• r••n••neth doun by your chekys / it was no nede / I had neuerth••••les comen to court to morowe but I sorowe now the la••se for your wyse counseyl shal wel helpe me in the court 〈◊〉〈◊〉 coude the kyng fynde none lasse messager but yow ffor to sende hyther / that is grete / wonder / ffor next the kyn••ge ye be the mooste gentyl and richest of leeuys and of lande / I wolde wel that we were now at the cour•• but I fere me that I shal not cōne wel goo thyder for I haue eten so moche new mete / that me thynketh my bel•• wylle breke or cleue asonder & by cause the mete was 〈◊〉〈◊〉 we / I ete the more / tho spack the bere lyef neue what mete haue ye eten that maked yow so ful / dere eme that

I ete what myght it helpe yow that yf I tolde yow / I ete but symple mete a poure man is no lord that may ye knowe eme by me / we poure folke muste ete oftymes suche as we gladly wolde not ete yf we had better / they were grete hony combes which I muste nedes ete for hunger / they haue made my bely so grete / that I can nowher endure / Bruyn tho spack anone / alas reynart what saye ye / sette ye so lytyl by hony / me ought to preyse and loue it aboue alle mete / lief reynart helpe me that I myght ge¦te a deel of this hony / and as longe as I lyue I shal be to you a tryew friende and abyde by yow as ferre as ye helpe me that I may haue a parte of thys hony /

how bruyn ete the hony capitulo. .viij:

bRuyn eme I had supposed that ye had iaped therwyth / so help me god reynart nay / I shold not gladly iape with yow / thenne spacke the rede reynart is it thenne ernest that ye loue so wel the hony / I shal do late you haue so moche that ten of yow shold not ete it at one mele / myght I gete therwith your friendship / not we ten reyner neue sayd the bere how shold that be had I alle the hony that is bytwene this and portyn∣gale I shold wel ete it allone· reynard sayde· what saye ye Eme / hier by dwelleth an husbondman named lantfert whiche hath so moche hony that ye shold not ete it in ·vij. yere whiche ye shal haue in your holde. yf ye wille be to me friendly and helpyng ayenst myn ene∣myes in the kynges court / thenne promysed bruyn the bere to hym▪ that yf be myght haue his bely full· he wold

truly be to hym to fore alle other a faythful frende / herof laughed reynart the shrewe and sayde / yf ye wolde haue vn hamber barelis ful I shal wel gete them and helpe you to haue them / These wordes plesyd the bere so wel & made hym so moche to / lawhe / that he coude not wel stande Tho thought reynart / this is good luck I shal lede hym thyder that he shal lawhe by mesure /

reynart sayd thēne / this mater may not be longe ••••••ryed / I muste payne my self for you / ye shal wel vn¦derstāde the very yonste & good wyl that I bere to you ward I knowe none in al my lygnage that I nou wolde la¦boure fore thus sore / that thanked hym the bere and thought he taryed longe / Now eme late vs goo a good paas and folowe ye me / I shal make you to haue as mo¦che hony as ye may bere / the foxe mente of good strokes but the caytyf markyd not what the foxe mente and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 wente so longe to gydre that they cam vnto 〈◊〉〈◊〉 yerde tho was sir bruyn me••y / now herke of 〈…〉〈…〉 true that men saye / so was lantfert a stronge 〈◊〉〈◊〉 of grete tymbre / and had / brought that other day to fore in to his yerde a / grete oke whiche he had begonne to cleue And as men be woned he had smeten two betels therin one after that other in suche wyse the oke was wyde open wherof reynart was glad / for he had founde it right as he wisshed / And sayde to the bere all lawhyng see non wel sharply / to / in this tree is so moche hony that it is without mesure / asaye yf ye cam come therin & ete but ly¦til for though the hony combes be swete & good yet beware

that ye ete not to many. but take of them by mesure. that ye cacche no harme in your body· for swete eme I shold be blasmed yf they dyde you ony harme. what reynart cosyn sorowe ye not for me. wene yt that I were a fole· mesure is good in alle mete· reynart sayde· ye saye trou∣the. wherfore shold I sorowe· goo to thende and Crepe 〈◊〉〈◊〉 bruyn the bere hasted sore toward the hony. and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 in wyth his two formest feet: and put his heed ouer his eeris in to the clyft of the tree. And reynart sprang lyghtly and brak out the betle of the tree. Tho helped the bere nether flateryng ne chydyng. he was fast shette in the tree thus hath the neueu wyth deceyte brought his eme in pryson in the tree in suche wyse as he coude not gete out wyth myght ne wyth crafte / hede ne foote /

what prouffyteth bruyn the bere that he stronge and hardy is / that may not helpe hym / he sawe wel that he begyled was he began to howle and to braye / and crutched wyth the hynder feet and made suche a noyse and rumour that lantfert cam out hastely / and knewe nothyng what this myght be / and brought in his hand a sharp hoke / bruyn de bere laye in the clyfte of the tree in grete fere and drede / and helde fast his heed and nyped both his fore feet / he wrange he wrastled / & cryed / & all was for nought / he wiste not how he myght gete out / reynar the fore sawe fro ferre how that lantfert the carpenter cam & tho spack reynart to the bere / is that hony good how is it now / ete not to moche it shold do you harme / ye shold not thēne wel cōne goo to the court whan lantfert cometh

yf ye haue wel eten he shal yeue you better to drynke and thenne it shal not styke in your throte /

affter thise wordes tho torned hym reynart toward his castel and lantfert cam and fonde the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 fast tak•••• in the tree / thenne ranne he faste to his neyghbours a•••• sayde / come alle in to my yerde / ther is a beere take•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 worde anone sprange oneral in the thorpe / ther n•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 nether man ne wyf / but alle ranne theder as fast as 〈◊〉〈◊〉 coude / eueryche wyth his wepen / some wyth a sta•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 with a rake / some with a brome / some with a stake 〈◊〉〈◊〉 hegghe and some wyth a flayel / and the preest of the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 had the staf of the crosse / and the clerk brought a van•• The prestis wyf Iulok cam with her dystaf she sa•• th•• and spanne / Ther cam olde wymen that for age had 〈◊〉〈◊〉 one toeth in her heed / now was bruyn the 〈…〉〈…〉 moche sorowe / that he allone muste s••ande ayense 〈◊〉〈◊〉 alle whan he herde alle this grete noyse & crye / he 〈…〉〈…〉 and plucked so harde and so sore / that he g••t•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 his heed / but he lefte behynde alle the skyne and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 his eeris / In suche wyse that neuer man sawe 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ne lothlyer beest / for the blode ran ouer his eye•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 or he coude gete▪ out his / feet••he muste bete the•••• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 clawes or nayles & this roughe hande Thi•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 cam to hym euyl. ffor he supposed ne•••••• to haue 〈◊〉〈◊〉 is fe••t were so sore / & he myght not see for the blo•••• which•• ran so ouer his eyen / lantfert cam to hym wyth the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 & forth with alle the paryss•••• •• & began to smyte & stryke sore vpon his heed & visage ••e ••••ceyuyd t••••re many a so••••

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stroke / euery man beware hierby. who hath harme and s••a¦the / euery man wil be ther at and put more to / That was wel seen on the bere / for they were alle fiers and wroth on the bere grete and smal / ye hughelyn wyth the croked lege· and ludolf with the brode longe noose / they were booth wroth That one had an leden malle· and that other a grete leden wapper / ther wyth they wappred and al for slyngred hym / syr bertolt with the longe fyngers lantfert. and ottrain the longe. thyse dyde to the bere more harme than al the other that one had a sharp hoke / and that other a croked staf wel leded on thende for to playe at the balle / Baetkyn / ende aue abelquak my dame ••aue. and the preest with his staf / and dame Iulok his wyf thise wronghten to the bere so moche harme / that they wold fayn haue brought hym fro his lyf to deth / they smote and stacke hym al that they cowde / bruyn the beere satte and syghed and groned / and muste take suche as was gyuen to hym / but lantfert was the worthiest of byrthe of them alle / and made moste noyse / for dame pegge of chafporte was his moder / and his fader was Macob the stoppelmake•• / a moche stowte man there as he was allone / bruyn receyued of hem many a caste of stones / Tofore hem alle sprang forst lanteferts brother with a staf / and smote the bere on the heed that he ne herde ne sawe / & there with the bere sprange vp bytwene the bushe & the ryuer emonge an heep of wyuis that he threwe a deel of hem in the ryuer whiche was wyde & depe / ther was the persons wyf one of them wherfor he was ful of sorow whan he sawe his wyf lye in the water / hym lusted

no lenger to smyte the bere / but called dame Iuloke in the water now euery man see to / Alle they that may helpe her / be they men or / wymen / I gyue to hem alle pardon of her penance and relece alle theyr synnes / alle they thenne lefte bruyn the bere lye / And dyde that the preest badde

whan bruyn the bere sawe that they ranne alle fro hym & ranne to saue the wymen / tho sprange ••e in to the water and swame alle that he coude / Thenne made the preest a grete showte and noyse and ran af•••••• the bere wyth grete anger and said come & torne aga•••• thow false theef / The bere swame after the beste of the streme / and lete them calle and crye / for he was glad that he was so escaped from them / he cursed and 〈…〉〈…〉 hony tree / and the fo••e also that had so betrayed 〈…〉〈…〉 he had cropen therin so depe that he loste boothe his 〈◊〉〈◊〉 and his ceris / And so forth he droof in the 〈…〉〈…〉 a ij or iij myle / Tho waxe he so wery that he wente to land•• for to sitte and reste hym / ffor he was heuy he groned & syghed / and the blode lepe ouer his eyen / he drough his br••th lyke as one sholde haue deyde /

nOw herke how the foxe dyde / or he cam fro lantfe••ts hows he had stolen a fatte henne and had leyde her in his male And ranne hastely away by a by path were he wende that noman shold haue comen / he ranne toward the Ryuer that he swet••e / he was so glad that he wist not whatto do for Ioye / ffor he hoped

that the bere had be dede / he sayde / I haue now wel spedde for he that sholde moste haue hyndred me in the court is now dede / and none shal wyte me therof / may I not thenne by right / be wel glad / with thise wordes the foxe loked to the ••yuer ward and espyed where bruyn the bere laye and rested hym / Tho was the foxe so••ier and heuyer than he to fore was mery / and was as angry & sayde In chydyng to lantfert / alas lanfert lewde fool god gyue hym a sha∣mes deth that hath loste suche good venyson whiche is go∣od & fatte / & hath late hym goo whiche was taken to his hande many aman wolde gladly haue eten of hym. he hath loste a riche and fatte bere / Thus al chydyng he cam to the ryuer / where he fonde the beere sore woūded / bebled / and right seke / whiche he myght thanke none better therof than Reynart whiche spack to the bere in skorne / Chiere priestre / dieu vous garde wylle ye see the rede the∣of sayde the bere to hym self / the rybaud & the felle diere here I se hym comen / Thenne sayd the foxe / haue ye ought forgoten at lantferts. haue ye also payd hym for the hony combes that ye stale fro hym / yf ye haue not. it were agrete shame & not honeste / I wyl rather be the mes¦sager my self for to goo and paye hym / was the hony not / good / I knowe y••t more of the same prys. dere Eme telle me er I goo hens / In to what ordre wille ye goo. that were this newe hode / were ye amonke or an abbot· he that shoef your crowne / hath nyped of your ••eris / ye haue lost your toppe And don of your gloues / I trowe veryly that ye wyl go synge complyn· alle this herde bruyn the bere / and wexe alle angry and sory for he myght not

a venge hym / he lete the foxe saye his wylle And wyth grete payne suffred it. and sterte agayn in the ryuer / & swam doun wyth the streem to that other syde / now muste he sorowe how that he sholde come to the court / for he had loste his ••eris / and the skynne wyth the clawes of h•••• forefeet / for though a man sholde haue slayn hym he 〈◊〉〈◊〉 not go / And yet he muste. nedes forth / but he 〈…〉〈…〉 how Now here how he dyde. he satte vpon his hāmes 〈◊〉〈◊〉 began to rutsele ouer his tayl / and whan he was so 〈◊〉〈◊〉 he wentled and tombled nyghe half a myle this 〈◊〉〈◊〉 with grete payne so longe tyl atte laste 〈◊〉〈◊〉 cam 〈…〉〈…〉 courte / And whan he was seen so comyng 〈…〉〈…〉 doubted what it myght be that cam so wentelyng 〈…〉〈…〉 atte laste knewe hym / and was not wel payd 〈…〉〈…〉 This is bruyn the bere my frende / lord god 〈…〉〈…〉 wounded hym thus he is passyng reed on his 〈…〉〈…〉 thynketh he is hurte vnto the deth where may 〈…〉〈…〉 therwyth is the bere come to fore the kynge and 〈◊〉〈◊〉

The complaynt of the bere vpon the fo••e· cap^o 〈…〉〈…〉

i complayne to yow mercyful lorde syre kynge so 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ye may see how that I am handled prayeng you tauenge it vpon reynart the felle b••est· ffor I haue go••••n this in your seruyse. I haue loste bothe my formest 〈◊〉〈◊〉 my chekes and myn ••eris by his false deceyte and ••••eson The kynge sayde how durst this fals theef Reynat doo this / I saye to yow bruyn and swere by my crowne I s••••l so auenge you on hym / that ye shal ••onne me thanke he

sente for alle the wyse beestis / and desired counseyl how that he myght auenge this ouer grete wronge / that the foxe had don / Thenne the counseyl concluded olde and yong / that he shold be sente fore and dayed ernestly agayn for tabyde suche Iugement as shold there be gyuen on hym of alle his trespaces And they thought that the catte tybert myght best do this message yf he wolde / for he is right wyse / The kynge thought this counceyl good /

How the kynge sente another tyme tybert the catte for the foxe / & how tybert spedde with reynart the foxe / ca^o x^o·

thenne the kynge saide sir tybert / ye shal now goo to reynart and saye to hym this seconde tyme that he come to court vnto the plee for to answere / for though he be felle to other beestis· he trusteth you wel / and shal doo by your counseyl. and telle yf he come not / he shal haue the thirde warnyng and be dayed and yf he thenne come not / we shal procede by ryght ayenste hym and alle hys lygnage wythout mercy / Tybert spack / My lord the kynge / they that this counseylde you were not my frendes what shal I doo there / he wil not for me neyther come ne abyde / I beseche you dere kynge sende some other to hym / I am lytyl and feble / bruyn the bere whiche was so grete and stronge / coude-not brynge hym / how shold I thenne take it on honde / nay said the kynge sir tybert ye ben wyse and wel lerned / Though ye be not grete / ther lyeth not on / many do more wyth crafte and connyng / than with myght and strengthe / thenne said the catte / syth it

muste nedes be don / I muste thenne take it vpon me / god yeue grace that I may wel achieue it / for my herte is heuy / and euil willed therto / Tybert made hym / sone redy toward maleperduys / and he saw fro ferre come fleyng one of seynt martyns byrdes / tho cryde he lowde & saide al hayl / gentyl byrde / torne thy wynges hethaward and flee on my right side / the byrde flewh forth vpon a tree whiche stoode on the lift side of the catte / tho was ty••bert woo / ffor he thought hit was a shrewd token and a sygne of harme / for yf the birde had flowen on his right side / he had ben mery and glad / but now he sorowed that his Iourney shold torne to vnhappe / neuertheles he 〈◊〉〈◊〉 as many doo / and gaf to hym self better hope than ••is herte sayde / he wente and ronne to maleperduys ward 〈◊〉〈◊〉 there he fonde the foxe allone standyng to fore his 〈◊〉〈◊〉 tybert saide / The riche god yeue you good euen reyna•••• the kyng hath menaced yow / for to take your lyf from yow / yf ye come not now wyth me to the court / The fore tho spack and saide / Tibert my dere cosyn ye be right wel come / I wolde wel truly that ye had moche good lucke •• whad hurted the foxe to speke fayre / though he sayd wel his herte thoughte it not and that shal be seen 〈◊〉〈◊〉 they departe / reynart sayde wylle we this nyght be to gydre / I wyl make you good chyere and to morow erly in the dawnyng we wyl to gydre goo to the court / good n••u•• late vs so doo / I ha••e none of my kyn / that I trus••e so moche to as to yow / hier was bruyn the bere the traytour he loked so shrewdly on me / and me thoughte he was so stronge / that I wolde not for a thousand marke haue

goon with hym / but cosyn I wil to morow erly goo with yow / Tybert saide / it is beste that we now goo / for the mone shyneth also light as it were daye / I neuer sawe fayrer weder / nay dere cosyn / suche myght mete vs by daye tyme / that wold make vs good chiere / and by nyghtte parauenture myght doo vs harme / it is suspecyous to alke by nyghte. Therfore a byde this nyght here by me Tybert sayde / wat sholde we ete / yf we abode here / reynart sayde / here is but lytel to ete ye maye wel haue an hony combe good and swete / what saye ye / Tybert wyl ye ony therof / tybert answerd I sette nought therby haue ye nothyng ellis yf ye gaf me agood fatte mows / I shold be better plesyd / a fatte mows said reynard / dere cosyn what saye ye / here by dwelleth a preest and hath a barne by his hows ther in ben so many myse / that a man shold not lede them a way vpon a wayne / I haue herd the preest many tymes complayne that they dyde hym moche harme O ••ere reyner lede me thyder for alle that I may doo for yow / ye tybert saye ye me trouthe / loue ye wel myes / yf I loue hem wel said the catte / I loue myes better than ony thyng that men gyue me· knowe ye not that myes sauoure better than veneson / ye than flawnes or pasteyes wil ye wel doo. so lede me theder where the myes ben· and thenne shal ye wynne my loue. ye al had ye slayn my fader moder and alle my kyn.

Reynart sayd ye moke and Iape therwyth· the catte saide so helpe me god I doo not. Tybert said the foxe wiste I that veryly I wolde yet this nyght make that ye shuld be ful of myes. reynart qd he· ful that were many. tyberte

ye Iape / reynart qd he in trouth I doo not / yf I hadde a fatte / mows / I wold not gyue it for a golden noble / late vs goo thenne / tybert qd the foxe I wyl brynge yow to the place / er I goo fro you / reyner qd the foxe / vpon your saufconduyt / I wolde wel goo wyth you to monpel••er late vs thenne goo said the foxe we tarye alto longe / Thus wente they forth withoute lettyng to the place / where as they wold be to the prestes barne whiche was faste wallid aboute with a mude wal and the nyght to fore the foxe had broken in / and had stolen fro the preest a good fatte henne / and the preest alle angry had sette a gr••n to fore the hool to auenge hym / for he wold fayn haue ••ak•• the foxe / this knewe wel the felle theef the fore And said sir tybert rosyn crepe in to this hool •• and ye shal not longe tarye but that ye shal catche myes by gre•••• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 herke how they pype. whan ye be ful / come agayn I wil tarye here after you be fore this hole / we wil to 〈◊〉〈◊〉 goo to gyder to the court / Tybert why tarye ye thus 〈◊〉〈◊〉 come of / and so maye we retorne sone to my wyf. whiche wayteth after vs / and shal make vs good chiere Tybert saide / reynart cosyn is it thenne your counseyl that I goo in to this hole. Thise prestes ben so wyly & shrewyssh / I drede to take harme / O ••o tybert 〈◊〉〈◊〉 the for I sawe you neuer so sore aferde / what eylech ••••w the catte was ashamed and sprange in to the hoole. And anon ••e was caught in the gryn by the necke er ••e wyft•• thus deceyuyd reynart his ghest and cosyn

aS tybert was waer of the grynne / he was a ferde and sprange forth / the grynne wen••e to thenne

began he to wrawen / for he was almost y stranglyd / he cal¦led he cryed & made a shrewd noyse / reynart stode to fore the hool and herde al / and was wel a payed and sayde / tybert loue ye wel myes / be they fatte and good / knewe the pre / este herof or mertynet / they be so gentyl that they wolde brynge yow sawce / Tybert ye synge and eten / is that the guyse of the court / lord god yf ysegrym ware there by yow in suche reste as ye now be thenne shold I be glad / for ofte he hath don me scathe and harme / tybert coud•• not goo awaye / but he mawede and galped so lowde / that martynet sprang vp / and / cryde lowde / god be thanked my gryn hath taken the theef that hath stolen our hennes / aryse vp we wil rewarde hym /

wyth these wordes aroose the preest in an euyl tyme and waked alle them that were in the hows / and cryde wyth a lowede vois / the foxe is / take there leep and ranne alle that there was the preest hym self ran∣ne al moder naked / mertynet was the first that cam to tybert the preest toke to locken his wyf an offryng can¦del and bad her lyght it atte fyer / and he smote tybert with a grete staf / Ther receyuid tybert many a grete stro¦ke ouer alle his body / mertynet was so angry that he smote the catte an eye out / the naked prerst lyfte vp & shold haue gyuen a grete stroke to tybert / but tybert that sawe that he muste deye sprange bytwene the prestes leg∣ges wyth his clawes and with his teeth that he raught out his ryght colyon or balock stone / that leep becam yl to the preest and to his grete shame.

this thynge fyl doun vpon the floer / whan dame Iu¦locke knewe that / she sware by her faders sowle / that she wolde it had coste her alle thoffryng of a bole yere / that the preest had not had that harme hurte and shame / and that it had not happed and faid / in the deueles name was the grynne there sette / see mertynet lyef sone / this is of thy faders harneys / This is a grete shame and to me a grete hurte / for though he be heled herof yet he is but a loste man to me and also shal neuer conne doo that swe¦te playe and game / The foxe stode wythoute to fore the hole and herde alle thyse wordes / and lawhed so sore that he vnnethe coude stonde / he spack thus al softly dame Iulock be al stylle / and lete your grete sorowe synke Al hath the preest loste one of his stones it shal not 〈◊〉〈◊〉 hym he shal doo w••th you wel ynowh ther is 〈…〉〈…〉 many a chapel / in which•• 〈…〉〈…〉 but one belle 〈◊〉〈◊〉 scorned and mocked the foxe / the prestes wyf dame 〈◊〉〈◊〉 that was ful of sorowe / The pre••st fyl doun a 〈◊〉〈◊〉 they toke hym vp and brought hym agayn to bedde. 〈◊〉〈◊〉 wente the foxe agayn in to his borugh ward / and lef•••• tybert the catte in grete drede and Ieopardye for the fore wiste none och••r but that the catte was nygh deed •• but whan tybert the catte sawe them al besy aboute the preest tho began he to byte and gnawe the grenne in the myddel a sondre / and sprange out of the hool and wente rollyng and wentlyng towards the kyngs court or be cam theder it was fayr day and the sonne began to ryse / And 〈◊〉〈◊〉 cam to the court as a poure wyght / he had caught harme a••te prestes hows by the helpe and c••unseyl of the fore ••his

b••dy was al to beten / and blynde on the one eye / whan the kynge wyste this / that tybert was thus arayed / he was sore angry and menaced reynart / the theef sore / & anone gadred his counseyl to wyte what they wold a¦uyse hym / how he myght brynge the foxe to the lawe and how he sholde be fette

tho spack sir grymbart whiche was the foxes suster sone and saide ye lordes / thowgh myn eme were twyes so bad and shrewessh / yet is ther remedye ynough / late hym be don to / as to a free man whan he shal be Iu∣ged / he muste be warned the thirde tyme for al and yf he come not thanne / he is thenne gylty in alle the trespa¦ces that ben leyd ayenst hym and his or complayned on / grymbert who wolde ye that sholde goo and daye hym to come / who wil auenture for hym his eeris / hys eye or his lyf whiche is so fel a beest / I trowe ther is no∣ne here so moche a fool / grymbart spack / so helpe me god I am so moche a fool / that I wil do this message my self to reynart / yf ye wille commande me /

How grymbert the dasse brought the foxe to the lawe to fore the kynge / capitulo .xj^o.

nOw go forth grymbart and see wel to fore yow reynart is so felle and fals and so subtyl / that ye nede wel to loke aboute yow / and to beware of hym / Grimbert said he shold see welto / thus wente grymbart to maleperduys ward / and whan he cam theder / he fonde reynart the foxe at home / and dame ermelyn his wyf

laye by her whelpis in a derke corner / Tho spack grym∣berd and salewed his eme and his aunte / and saide to reynart eme beware that your absence hurte yow not in suche maters as be leyde and complayned on yow but yf ye thynke it good / it is hye tyme that / ye come wyth me to the court / The wythholdyng you fro it can doo ••ow no good there is moche thynge complayned ouer you •• this is the thirde warnyng / and I telle you for trouth yf ye abyde to morow al day / ther may no mercy helpe you ye shal see that wyth in thre dayes that your hows shal be byseged al aboute / and ther shal be made to fore it 〈◊〉〈◊〉 lowes and racke / I saie you truly ye shal not thenne escape neyther with wyf ne wyth chylde / The 〈◊〉〈◊〉 shal take alle your liuys fro yow / therfore it is beste 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ye goo wyth me to the court / your sultyl wyse coun•••••• shal paranenture auaylle you / ther ben gre••ter 〈◊〉〈◊〉 falle er this for it may happe ye shal goo quy•••• 〈…〉〈…〉 the complayntes that ben complayned on you and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 your enemyes shal abyde in the shame / ye haue 〈…〉〈…〉 don more and gretter thingis than this.

rEynart the foxe answerd / ye saye s••t•• I 〈◊〉〈◊〉 it is beste that I goo wyth you for ther 〈◊〉〈◊〉 my counseyl parauenture the kyng•• shal be mercyful 〈◊〉〈◊〉 me yf I maye come to speke wyth hym and see 〈◊〉〈◊〉 vnder his eyen / though I had don moche more harme 〈◊〉〈◊〉 court may not stonde without me that shal the k••nge wel vnderstande· Though some be so felle to me w••••d yet it goth not to the herte alle the counseyl sh••l 〈◊〉〈◊〉

moche by me / where grete courtes ben gadred of kynges or of grete lordes / where as nedeth subtyl counseyl / ther muste reynart fynde / the subtyl meanes / they maye wel speke & saye theyr aduys but the myne is beste / and that goth to fore alle other / in the courte ben many that haue sworen to doo me the werst they can / and that causeth me a parte to be heuy in my herte / ffor many maye doo more than one allone / that shal hurte me / neuertheles neuew it is better that I goo wyth yow to the court and answe∣re for my self / than to sette m•• / my wyf / and my chyldren in a venture for to be loste / aryse vp late vs goo hens / he is ouer myghty for me / I muste doo as he wylle / I can not be••tre it I shal take it paciently and suffre it.

rEynert saide to his wyf dame ermelyn I betake yow my chyldren that ye see wel to hem / and spe∣cyally to reynkyn my yongest sone / He belyketh me so wel I hope he shal folowe my stappes And ther is rosel apassyng fayr theef / I loue hem as wel as ony may loue his chyldren / Yf god gyue me grace / that I may es∣cape I shal whan I come agayn thanke yow wyth fair wordes Thus toke Reynart leue of his wyf / A gods / how sorouful a bode ermelyn wyth her smale whelp••s / ffor the vytayller and he that sorowed for malperduys was goon his way / And the hows not pourueyed ne vitaylled.

How reynard shroef hym capitulo .xij.

wHan reynart and grymbert had goon a whyle to gy••re / th•• saide reynart / dere cosyn now am I in gr••te fere / for I goo in drede / and ieopardye of my lyf / I haue so moche repentaunce for my synnes that I wil sh••ryue me dere cosyn to yow / here is none other preest to gete yf I were shryuen of my synnes / my soule shold be the clerer / grymbert ansuerde / Eem wil ye shryue you / thenne muste ye promyse first to leue your steelyng and rouynge reynart saide that wiste he wel / now herke 〈◊〉〈◊〉 cosyn w••at I shal saye / Confiteor tibi pater of alle the mysdedes that I haue don / And gladly wil recey•••• pe∣nance for them / Grymbert sayde what saye ye / wylle ye shryue yow / thenne saye it in englissh that I may vn••derstande▪ yow reynart sayde / I haue trespaced ayenst alle the beestis that lyue in especyal ayenst bruyn the bere myne Eem whom I made his crowne al blody / And ta ughte tybert the catteto catche myes for I made her le∣epe in a grenne wher she was al to beten / also I haue trespaced gretly ayenst chanteclere with his children / for I haue made hym quyte of a grete dele of hem

the kynge is not goon al quyte / I haue sklandeed hym and the quene many tymes / that they shal neuer be cleer therof yet haue I begyled yse••grym the wulf ofter than I can telle wel I called hym eme / but that was to deceyue hym / he is no∣thyng of my kyn / I made hym a monke / Eelmare / where I my self also becam one / And that was to his hurte and no prouffyte / I made bynde his

feet to the belle rope / the ryngyng of the belle thought hym so good that he wolde lerne to rynge wherof he had shame / ffor he range so sore that alle the folke in the stre¦te were aferd therof and meruaylled what myght be on the belle / And ranne thyder to fore he had comen to axe the religyon / wherfore he was beten almost to the deth / after this I taught hym to catche fyssh where he recey∣uid many a stroke / also I ledde hym to the richest prestes hows that was in vermedos / This preest had aspynde wherin henge many a good flitche of bacon / wherin ma¦ny a tyme I was wonte to fyl my bely / in this spynde I had made an hole / in whiche I made ysegrym to crepe / There fonde he tubbes wyth beef and many goed flyt∣ches of bacon w••••rof he ete so moche withoute mesure / that he myght not come out at the hole where he wente in / his bely was so grete and ful of the mete / and whan he entred his bely was smal / I wente in to the village and made there a grete showte / and noyse / yett h••rke what I dyde thenne I ranne to the preest where he satte at the table and ete / And hadde to fore hym as fatte capone as a man myght fynde / that capone caught I & ranne my weye therwith al that I myghte / the preest cryed out & said / take & slee the foxe / I trowe that neuer man sawe more wonder / the foxe cometh in my hows and taketh my capoone fro my table / where sawe euer man an hardyer theef / & as me thought he tok•• his table knyf & casted it at me / but he touched me not I ranne away / he shoof the table from hym / & folewed me cryeng kylle & slee hym / I to goo and they after and many moo cam after

whiche alle thought to hurte me /

i Ranne so longe that I cam where as isegrym was / and there I lete falle the capone / for it was to heuy for me / and ayenst my wille I lefte it there / and thenne I sprange thurgh an hole where as I wold•• be / and as the preest toke vp the capone. he espyed isegrym and cryde smyte doun here frendes here is the theef the wulf / see wel to that he escape vs not· they ranne alle to gydre wyth stokkes and staues & made a grete noyse tha•• alle the neyghbours camen oute. and gauen· hym many a shrewde stroke / and threwe at hym grete stones▪ in suche wyse that he fyl doun as he had ben deed / They slepid hym and drewe hym ouer stones and oner blockes wythout the villag•• and threwe hym in to a dyche and there he laye al the nyght / I wo••e neuer h••w he cam th••ns syth I haue goten of hym / 〈…〉〈…〉 he as I made hym to fylle his bely / that he sware that 〈…〉〈…〉 be myn helpe an hole yere /

Tho ledde I hym to a place where I tol••e hym ther we••e vij· hennes and a cocke whiche satte on a perche and were moche fatte / And ther stode a faldore by / and we clymmed ther vp / I sayde to hym yf he wolde bileue me / & that he wolde crepe in to the dore / he sholde fynde many fatte hēnes / Isegrym wente al lawhyng to / the dore ward and crope a lityl in / & tasted here & there / & at laste ••e sayde to me reynarde ye lorde & iape with me / for what I seche I fynde not thēne said I••eme yf ye wyl fynde crepe fo••ther in / he that wil wynne / he muste laboure and auenture /

They that were wonte to sytte there / I haue them a waye thus I made hym to seche ferther in / & shooue hym forth so ferre / that he fylle doun vpon the floer for the perche was narow / and he fill so grete a falle / that they sprange vp alle that slepte / and they that laye nexte the fyre cry den that the val••ore was open and / somthyng was falle and they wiste not wat it myght be /

they roose vp and lyghte a candel / and whan they sawe hym they smeton betēn and wounded hym to the deth / I haue brought hym thus in many a iepardye / moo than I gan now rekene / I sholde fynde ma¦ny moo / yf I me wel bythoughte / whiche I shal telle you here after / Also I haue bydryuen wyth dame erswynde his wyf / I wolde I had not don it / I am sory for it / hit is to her grete shame / and that me repenteth / grymbert saide / Eme I vnderstande you not / he sayde I haue trespaced with his wyf / ye shryue you / as though ye helde somwhat behynde / I wote not what ye mene ne where ye haue ler∣ned this langage / Ach dere eme it were grete shame yf I shold saye it oppenly as it happed / I haue leyen by myn aunte / I am your eme I shold angre you yf I spak vy∣lanye of wymmen / neueu now haue I tolde yow alle that I can thynke on / sette me penaunce / and assoylle me / ffor I haue grete repentaunce / Grymbert was subtyl and wyse / he brake a rodde of a tree and saide / eme now shal ye smyte your self thryes with this rodde on your body / And thenne leye it doun vpon the grounde / & sprynge thre tymes ther ouer without bowyng

of you•• legges and wythout stomblyng / and thenne shal ye take it vp and kysse it frendly in token of me∣ken•••• and obedience of your penance that I gaf yow / herwith be ye quyte of alle synnes that ye haue don to this day for I forgeue it yow al / the foxe was glad / tho sayd grymbert to hi•• eme / Eme see now forthon / that ye doo good werkis / rede your psalmes / goo to chirche faste and kepe your halydayes / and gyue your all messe / and leue your synful and yl lyf / your thefte and yo••r treson and so maye ye come to mercy / the foxe promysed that he wold so doo / and thenne wente they bothe to gy∣dre to the court ward /

a Lytel besyde the waye as they wente stode a cl̄o¦yster of back nonnes. where many ghees ••ennes and capones wente withoute the walles / and as they wente talkynge the foxe brought grymberte out of the right waye thyder and wythout the walles by the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 wente the polayle / The foxe espyed them and saw a fatte yong capone whiche wente allone fro his felaws & 〈…〉〈…〉 caught hym that the fethers flewh aboute his ••••ris but the capone escaped / grymbert sayde what eme cursyd man what wil ye doo / wille ye for one of thise pole••es falle aga••yn in alle your synnes of whiche ye haue shryu••n yow 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ought sore repente you / reynart answerd / truly cosyn I had al forgoten / praye god that he forgeue it me for I wil neuer do so more / thēne torned they agayn ouer alityl bryd¦ge / yet the foxe alway loked after the polaylle •• he coude not refrayne hym self / that whiche cleuid by the bone ••

myght not out of the flesshe / though he shold be hanged▪ he coude not lete the lokyng after the polayll as fer as he myght see them / Grymbert sawe his maner & sayde / ffowle false deceyuour / how goo your eyen so after the poleyl / The foxe sayde / cosyn ye / mys doo to saye to me ony suche wordes / ye brynge me out of my deuocion and prayers / late me saye apater noster ffor alle the sowles of polaylle and ghes that I haue betrayed / and ofte wyth falsheed stolen from thyse holly nonnes / Grymbert was not wel a payd but the foxe had euer his eyen to∣ward the polayl / til atte laste they cam in the waye aga∣yn / And thenne torned they to the court warde / how so∣re quaked tho reynard whan they aproched the court / ffor he wiste wel that he had for to answere to many a fowle feet and theft that he had doon ••

How the foxe cam to the court / and how he excused hym to fore the kynge / capitulo .xiij^o

aT the first whan it was knowen / in the court that reynart the fore and grymbaert his cosyn were comen to the court / Ther was none so poure nor so feble of kynne and frendes / but that he made hym redy for to complayne on reynart the foxe / reynart loked as he had not ben aferd / and helde hym better than he was for he wen¦te forth proudly with his neueu thurgh the hyest strete of the courte / right as he had ben the kynges sone & as he had not trespaced to ony man the value of an heer / & wēte

in the mydel of the place stondyng to fore noble the kynge and sayde / God gyue yow grete honour and worship / Ther was neuer kyng / that euer had a trewe•• seruant / than I haue ben to your good grace and yet am· Neuertheles dere lorde I knowe wel that ther ben many in this courte that wolde destroye me yf yewold byleue them / but nay god thanke yow / hit is not syttyng to youre crowne to byleue thise false deceyuars and ly∣ars lyghtly / To god mote it be complayned / how that thise false lyars and flaterers now adayes in the lordes courtes ben moste herde and byleuyd / the shrewes and false deceyuers ben borne vp for to doo to good men alle the harme and scath they maye / Our lorde god shal ou••s rewarde them their hyre / the kynge sayde / pees reynard false theef and traytour / how wel can ye brynge forth fa¦yr talis / And alle shalle not helpe yow a strawe •• went ye wyth suche flateryng wordes to be my frende •• ye haue so ofte seruyd me soo as ye now shal wel knowe▪ The pees that I haue comanded & sworn / that haue ye wel 〈◊〉〈◊〉 / haue ye / chaūtecler coude no lenger be stylle but cr••de •• alas what haue / I by this pees loste / be stylle chaū••ecle••re holde your mouth late me answere this fowle theef

tHow shrewd felle theef saide the kynge thou sa••ist that thow louest me wel· that hast thou shewd wel on my messagers these poure felaws / Tibert the cat and bruyn the bere••whiche yet ben al blody whiche chyde not ne saye not moche / but that shal this day coste the thy lyf / In nōine pater· criste. filij. sayd the foxe dere lord & myghty kyng yf bruyns crowne be blody / what is that

to me / whan he ete hony at lantferts hows in the vyllage and dyde hym hurte and scathe / there was he beten ther∣fore yf he had willyd he is so stronge of lymmes / he myght wel haue be auengid er he sprang in to the water / Tho cam tybert the catte whom I receyued frendly / yf he wen¦te out without my counseyl for to stele myes to a prestes hows / and the pr••••st dyde hym harme sholde I abye that thenne mygyht I saye I were not happy not so my liege lorde / ye may doo what ye wille / thowh my mater be cleer and good. ye maye si••de me / or roste / hange. or make me blynde. I may not escape yow. we stonde alle vnder your correccion. ye be myghty and stronge. I am feble / and my helpe is but smal / yf ye put me to the deth. hit were a smal vengeance whiles they thus spack. sprange vp bellyn the rame and his ewe dame olewey and saide my lord the kynge here oure complaynt / bruyn the bere stode vp wyth al his lygnage and his felaws. Tibert the catte Isegrym the wulf. kywart the hare / and panther the boore· the camel and brunel the ghoos the kyde and ghoot. boudewyn the asse. borre the bulle / hamel the oxe· and the wesel. Chantecler the cock· pertelot wyth alle theyr children· alle thise made grete rumour and noyse. And cam forth openly to fore their lorde the kynge. And made that the foxe was taken and arested /

How the foxe was arestid and Iuged to deth capitulo ·xiiij^o·

hEre vpon was a parlament / and they desired that reynart sholde ben deed and what somme euer they sayden ayenst the foxe / he answerde to eche to them / neuer herde man of suche beestis / suche playntis of wyse coun∣seyl / and subtyl Inuencions and on that other syde / the foxe made his excuse so wel and formably theron that they that herde it wondred therof / they that herde & sawe it / may telle hit forth for trouthe / I shal shorte the mater and telle yow forth of the foxe / The kynge and the counseyl herde the witnessis of the complayntes of reynarts mysdedes / hit wente with hem as it ofte doth the feblest hath the worst / They gafe sentence and Iu••∣ged that the foxe sholde be dede and hanged by the ne••••e tho lyste not he to pleye alle his flateryng wordes and deceytes coude not helpe hym / The Iugement was gyuen and that muste be don / grymbert his neueu / and ma••ny of his lignage myght not fynde in their hertes 〈◊〉〈◊〉 see hym dye but token leue soroufully / and romed the court /

the kynge bithoughte hym and marked how ma¦ny a yonglyng departed from thens al wepyng whiche were nyghe of his kynne / and sayde to hym self •• hier behoueth other counseyl herto / Though reynart be a shrewe / ther be many good of his lignage / thybert the catte sayde / sir bruyn & sir Isegrym / how be ye thus slowe. it is almost euen / hier ben many busshes & h••dges. yf ••e escaped from vs. & were delyuerd out of this paryl he is so subtyl & so wyly & can so many deceytes th••t he shold neuer

be taken agayn / shal we hange hym how stonde ye al thus er the galewis can be made redy it shal be nyght / Isegrym bethought hym tho and seyde / hier by is a gybet or gale∣wis / And wyth that worde he sighed / and the catte espyed that and sayde / Isegrym ye be aferd / ys it ayenst your wylle / thynke ye not that he hym self wente and labou∣red that bothe your brethern were hanged / were ye good and wyse ye sholde thanke hym / & ye sholde not therwith so longe tarye /

How the foxe was ledde to the galewis / cap^o ·xv^o·

ysegrym balked and sayde / ye make moche a doo sir tybert hadde we an halter whiche were mete for his necke and stronge ynough / we shold sone make an ende / reynert the foxe whiche longe had not spoken / saide to Isegrym shorte my payne / Tyberte hath a stronge corde whiche caught hym in the prestes hous / whan he bote of the prestes genytoirs / he can clyme wel and is swyft late hym bere vp / the lyne / Isegrym and bruyn thys be∣cometh yow wel that ye thus doo to your neuew / I am sory that I lyue thus longe / haste you ye be sette therto / it is euyl doo that ye tarye thus longe / goo to fore bruyn ••nde lede me Isegrym folowe fast. andsee wel to & be∣ware that reynart go not away· tho sayd bruyn it is the best counseil that I euer yet herde / that reynart there seith Isegrym commanded anon and badde his kyn and frendes. that they sholde see to reynart that he escaped not. ffor he is so wyly and fals. They helden hym by the feet. by the berde. and so kepte

hym that he escaped not from hem / The foxe herde alle thyse wordes / whiche touchid hym / nygh / yet spak he and sayde / Och dere eme / me thynkyth ye payne your self sore / for to doo do me hurte and scathe / yf I durste I wolde pray you of mercy / thaugh my hurte and sorow is play∣sant to you / I wote wel yf myn aunte your wyf bethought her wel of olde ferners· she wolde not suffre that / I shold haue ony harme / but now I am he / that now ye wille doo on me what it shal plese yow / ye bruyn and / thibert / god gyue you shames deth but ye doo to me your werst / I wote wherto I shal / I may deye but ones I wolde that I were dede al redy I sawe my fader deye he had sone don∣ne / Isegrym sayde late vs goo / ffor ye curse vs bi cause we lengthe the tyme / euyl mote he fare yf we abyde ony lenger / he wente forth wyth grete enuye on that one side and bruyn stoode on the other syde / and so lede the•• hym forth to the galowes warde / Tybert ranne with a good wil to fore / and bare the corde and his throte was yet sore of the grynne / and his croppe dyde hym woo of the stryke that he was take in that happed by the / counseil of the foxe / and that thought he now to quyte /

tybert ysegrym and bruyn wente hastely wyth reinert to the place / there as the felons ben wonte to be put to deth / Nobel the kynge and the quene / and alle that were in the court folowed after for to see the ende of reynart / the foxe was in grete deede yf hym my∣shapped / and bethought hym oft•• / how be myghte saue hym fro the deth / And tho thre that so sore desired••••

hys deth how he myght deceyue them / and brynge them to shame / and how he myght brynge the kynge wyth lesyngis ffor to holde wyth hym ayenst hem / This was alle that he studyed / how he myght putte away his so∣rowe wyth wylys / And thought / thus though the kyn¦ge and many one be vpon me angry / it is no wonder for- I haue wel deseruid it / neuertheles I hope for to be yet hir best frende / And yet shal I neuer do them good / how strong that the kynge be / and how wyse that his toun∣seil be / yf I may brouke my wordes / I knowe so many an inuencion / I shal come to myn aboue / as fer as they wolde comen to the galewes /

tho saide ysegrym / sir bruyn thynke now on your rede crowne whiche by reynarte mene ye caughte we haue now the tyme that we may wel rewarde hym. / Tybert clyme vp hastyly and bynde the corde faste to the lynde / and make a rydynge knotte or a strope / ye be the lyghtyst / ye shal this day see your wylle of hym· Bruyn see wel to that he escape not. and holde faste. I wil helpe that the ladder be sette vp / that▪ he may goo vpwart theron. bruyn saide. do. I shal helpe hym wel The foxe sayde now may my herte be wel heuy for grete drede· ffor I see the deth to fore myn eyen. and I may not escape· my lorde the kynge and dere quene and forth alle ye that here stande. er I departe fro this worlde I pray you of a bone. that I may to fore you alle make my cōfession openly & telle my defaultes also clerly that my sowle be not a / combred / & also that noman

here after / bere no blame for my thefte ne for my treson my deth shal be to me the esyer / and praye ye alle to god that he haue mercy on my sowle.

How the foxe made openly his confession to fore the kynge and to fore al them that wold here it cap^o xvj^o

alle they that stoden there had pyte whan reynart saide tho wordis & said it was / but a lytyl requeste yf the kynge wolde graūte it hym / and they prayde the kynge to graunte it hym / The kyng gaf hym leue / rey∣nart was wel glad and hoped that it myght falle better •• And said thus / now helpe spiritus domini / for I 〈…〉〈…〉 noman but I haue trespaced vnto / Neuertheles 〈…〉〈…〉 I vnto the tyme that I was wened fro the tete / 〈…〉〈…〉 best chylde that / coude o••wher be founden / I wente 〈◊〉〈◊〉 and pleyde wyth the lambes by cause I herde hem gla••l•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I was so longe wyth hem that at the laste I bote one / there lerned I fyrst to lapen of the bloode hit sauourd wel / me thought it right good / And after I began to taste of the flessh / throof I was lycourous so that after that I wente to the gheet in to the wode. there ••erde I the kyddes blete and I slewe of them tweyne / I began to wexe hardy after I slew hennes / polayl and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 where euer I fonde hem / Thus worden my teeth al bl••dy after this I wexe so felle and so wroth / That what 〈◊〉〈◊〉 euer I founde that I myght ouer / I slowe all•• / Ther aftercam I by Isegrym now in the wynter •• where he hydde hym vnder a tree. And re••ened to

me that / he was myn eme whenne I herde hym thenne re∣kene allyance we becomen•• felaws whiche I may wel re∣pente / we promysed eche to other to be trewe and to vse good felawship / and began to wandre to gyder / he stal the grete thynges and I the smalle and all was comyn bytwene vs / yet he made it so that he had the beste dele I gate not half my parte / whan that ysegrym gate a calf / a rāme or a weder thenne grīmed he / and was angry on me and droof me fro hym / and helde my part and his to / so good is he.

yEt this was of the leste / but whan it so lucked that we toke an oxe or a cowe / thenne cam therto his wyf wyth .vij. children so / that vnto me myght vnnethe come one of the smallest rybbes / and yet had they eten alle the flessh therof / ther with all muste I be content not for that I had so grete nede. ffor I haue so grette scatte and good of syluer and of gold that seuen waynes shold not conne carye it away / whan the kynge herde hym speke of this grete good and riches∣se he brenned in the desyre and couetyse therof and sayde reynart where is the rychesse becomen / telle me that· the foxe saide my lord I shal telle yow / the rychesse was sto∣len and had it not bestolen / it shold haue coste yow / your lyf and shold haue ben murdred whiche god forbede & shold haue ben the gretest hurte of the worlde / whan the quene herde that she was sore aferde and cryde lowde / alas and weleaway reynart what saye ye / I coniure yow by the longe waye that youre soule shal goo / that ye telle

vs openly the trouthe herof as moche as ye knowe of this grete murdre that sholde haue be doon on my lorde / that we alle may here it now herkene how the foxe shal flatre the kynge and quene / and shal wynne bothe their good wil¦les & loue / And shal hyndre them that laboure for his deth / he shal vnbynde his packe & lye and by flaterye and fayr wordes shal brynge forth so his maters / that it shal be supposed for trouthe /

iN a sorouful contenance spack the foxe to the que¦ne I am in suche caas now that I muste nedes deye / and hadde ye me not so sore coniured / I wil not Ieo¦parde my sowle / & yf I so dyde I shold goo therfore in to the payne of helle / I wil saye nothyng but that I wil ma¦ke it good / for pytously he shold haue ben murthred of his owen folke. neuertheles they that were most pryn••••∣pal in this feat. were of my next kynne· whom gladly I wold not bewraye. yf the sorow were not of the helle. The kynge was heuy of herte & saide / reynart saiste thou to me the trouthe. ye said the foxe. see ye not how it standeth with me. wene ye that I wil dampne my sowle. what shold it auaylle me yf I now saide other wise than trouthe. my deth is so nyghe· ther may nether prayer ne good helpe me Tho trembled the foxe by dyssymlyyng as he had ben a ferde The quene had pyte on hym. And prayde the kyng to haue mercy on hym in eschewyng of more harme / & that he sholde doo the peple holde their peas and gyue the foxe Audience. and here what he shold saye / Tho commanded the kynge openly that eche of

them shold be stylle / and suffre the foxe to saye vn••eri•• sped what that he wolde. thenne saide / the foxe / be ye now alle stylle. syth it is the kynges wille. and I shal telle you openly this treson. And therin I wil spare noman that I knowe gylty.

How the foxe brought them in daunger / that wolde haue brought hym to deth. and how he gate the grace of the kyng. capitulo .xvij••:

nOw herkene how the foxe began. in the begyn∣nyng he appeled grymbert his dere cosyn. whiche euer had holpen hym in his nede / he dyde so bycause his wordes sholde be the better byleued. and that he forthon myght the better lye on his enemyes / thus began he fir∣ste and saide. my lorde my fader had founden kyng erme∣ryks tresour doluen in a pytte. and whan he had thys grete good. he was so prowde and orguillous that he had alle other beestis in despyte whiche to fore had ben his felaws he made tybert the catte to goo in to that wylde lande of ardenne to bruyn the bere for to do to hym homage. & bad hym saye yf he wolde be kynge that he shold come in to flaundres / bruyn the bere was glad hierof / ffor he had longe desired it / And wente forth in to flaundres where my fader receyued hym right frendly / anone he sente for the wyse grymbert myn neuewe / And for ysegrym the wulfe / and for tybert the catte / Tho these fyue camen bytwene gaunt and the thorpe callyd yfte / ther•• they helden their counseyl an hole derke nyght longe / what wyth the deuels helpe & ••raft and for my faders richesse they concluded / and swore there the kyngys deth /

now herkene and here this wonder the foure sworen vpon ysegryms crowne / that they sholde make bruyn a kynge & a lorde / And brynge hym in the stole at akon & sette the crowne on his heed / and yf there were ony of the kyn¦ges frendes or lignage / that wolde be contrarye or ayenst this / hym sholde my fader wyth his good & tresour for / dryue and take from hym his myght and power••

iT happed so that on a morowtyde ••••ly tha•• gr••m¦bert my neuew was of wyne almost dronke 〈◊〉〈◊〉 he tolde it to dame sloepcade his wif in counseyl / & 〈◊〉〈◊〉 her kepe it secrete / but she anone forgate it / and saide 〈◊〉〈◊〉 forth in confession to my wyf / vpon and heth where they bothe wenten a pylgremage / but she must firste sw••re by her trouthe & by the holy thre kynges of coleyne that fo•• loue ne for hate she sholde neuer telle it forth but kepe 〈◊〉〈◊〉 secrete but she helde it not / and kepte it no lenger 〈◊〉〈◊〉 but tyl she cam to me / and she thenne tolde to me alle that she herde / but I muste kepe it in secrete / & she tolde me so many tokenys / that I felte wel it was trouthe & for drede & fer•• myn heer stode right vp / & my herte becam as heuy as leed / & as colde as Ise / I thought by this a lyknesse whiche hier a fore tyme byfylle to the fross his whiche we∣re free / and complayned that they had none lorde / ne were not bydwongen / for a comynte without a gouuernour was not god / & they cryden to god with a lowde vo••s that he wolde ordeyne one that myght rewle them / this was al that they desired / god herde theyr requeste / for it was reso∣nable and sente to them a storke / whiche ete & swolowed

them in as many as he coude fynde / he was alway to hem vnmercyful / tho complayned they theyr hurte / but thēne it was to late / they that were to fore free & were a ferde of no body / ben now bonde and muste obeye to strengthe theyr kynge / hyer fore ye riche and poure I sorowed that it myght happen vs in lyke wyse /

tHus my lord the kyng I haue had sorowe for you wherof ye can me but lytyl thanke / I knowe bruyn the bere for suche a shrewe and rauener / wherfor I thoughte yf he were kynge we shold be alle destroyed and loste / I knowe our souerain lord the kyng of so hye byrthe / so myghty so benyngne & mercyful / that I thought truly it had ben an euyl chaunge for to haue a foule styn¦kynge theef & to refuse a noble myghty stately lyon / ffor the bere hath more madde folye in his vnthrifty heed & al his auncestris / than ony other hath / thus had I in myn ••erte many a sorowe / & thought alway how I myght bre∣ke and fordoo my faders fals counseyl whiche of a chorle & a traytour & worse than a theef wolde make a lorde and a kynge / alway I prayd god that he wolde kepe our kyng in worship & good helthe & graunte hym long lyf / but I thought wel yf my fader helde his tresour / he shold with his fals felaws wel fynde the wa ye that the kyng shold be deposed & sett•• a syde / I was sore bethought how I myght beste wyte where my faders good laye / I a wayted at al tymes as nygh as I coude / in wodes in bushes in feeldis / where my fader leyde his eyen / were it by nyght or by daye / colde or we••t I was alway by hym to espye & knowe where

his tresour was leyde /

oN a tyme I laye doun al plat on the grounde / & sawe my fader come rennyng out of an hole / Nowe herke what I sawe hym doo / whan he cam out of the hole / he loked fast a boute yf ony body had seen hym / And whan he coude nowher none see / he stopped the hole with sande and made hit euen and playn lyke to the other grounde by / he knewe not that I sawe it / and where his footspore stood / there stryked he with his tayl and ma•••• it smothe with his mouth that noman shold espye 〈◊〉〈◊〉 that lerned I there of my fals fadre and many subtyl••••tees that I to fore knewe nothyng of / thenne departed 〈◊〉〈◊〉 thens & ran to the village warde for to doo his th••ngis •• and I forgate not but sprange & lepe to the hol•• ward and how wel that he had supposed that he had made al fas•••• I was not so moche a fool but that I fonde the h••le wel•• and cratched & scraped with my feet the sande out of t••e hole / and crepte therin / there fonde I the moste 〈◊〉〈◊〉 of siluer and of golde that euer I sawe / hier is none so olde that euer so moche sawe on one heep in alle his lyf / Tho toke I ermelyne my wyf to helpe / and we ne rested nyght ne day to bere & carye a waye with grete labour & payne this riche tresour in to another place that laye for v•• better vnder an haw•• in a depe hole / in the•• mene whyle that myn husewyf & I thus labouryd my fader was with them that wolde betraye the kynge / now may ye here what they dede / bruyn the bere and ysegrym the wulf sente alle the londe a boute / yf ony man wolde tak•• wages / that they

shold come to bruyn / and he wolde paye them their souldye or wagis to fore. my fader ranne ouer alle the lon¦de and bare the lettres. he wist lytil that he was robbed of his tresour. ye though he myght haue wonnen al the world. he had not conne fynde a peny therof.

whan my fader hadde ben oueral in the lande bytwe∣ne the ••lue & the somme. And hadde goten many a souldyour that shold the next somer haue comen to helpe bruyn. tho cam he agayn to the bere and his felowis. and tolde them in how grete a venture he had be to fore the boru¦ghes in the londe of saxone / and how the hunters dayly ryden and hunted with houndes after hym in suche wise that he vnnethis escaped with his lyf / whan he had tolde this to th••se foure false traytours / thenne shewde he them lettres that plesyd moche to bruyn there in were wreton xij·C· of ysegryms lignage by name withoute the beres / the foxes / the cattes and the dassen / alle thise had sworn that wyth the first messager that shold come for them they shold be redy and come for to helpe the bere / yf they had their wages a moneth to fore / This aspyed I / I thanke god / after thise wordes my fader wente to the hole where his tresour had leyn & wolde loke vpon it / tho began he a grete sorowe / that he soughte he fonde nothyng / he fonde his hole broken and his tresour born away / there dede he that I may wel sorowe & bewaylle / for grete anger & sorowe he wē¦te & hynge hym self / thus abode the treson of bruyn by my subtylte after / Now see myn Infortune / thise traytours ysegrym and bruyn / ben now most preuy of counseyl

aboute the kynge / and sytte by hym on the hye bouche / And I poure reynart haue no thanke ne reward / I haue buryed myn owen fader by cause the kynge sholde haue his lyf / my lorde saide the foxe / where ben they that so wol∣de doo / that is to destroye them self for to kepe yow /

the kynge and the quene hoped to wynne the tr••••sour and wyth oute counceyl toke to them ••••y∣nart and prayde hym that he wold do so wel as to telle them were this tresour was / reynart saide how shold I telle the kynge or them that wolde hange me / for lou•• of the traytours and murderars whiche by her flatery•• wol∣de fayne brynge me to deth / shold I telle to them where my good is / thenne were I out of my wytte / The quene tho spak nay reynart the kyng shal lete you haue your lyf / and shal al to gydre forgyue you / and ye shal 〈◊〉〈◊〉 frohens forth wyse & true to my lorde. the fore answerd to the quene. dere lady yf the kynge wil beleue me and that he wil pardone and forgyue me alle my olde trespa∣ces ther was neuer kynge so riche as I shal make hym for the tresour that I shal doo hym haue / is right costely and may not be nombred / The kynge saide ach dame. wille ye beleue the foxe. sauf your reuerence he is borne to robbe / stele & to lye / this cleuid to his bones & can not be had out of the flessh / the quene saide / nay my lorde ye may now well byleue hym / though he were here to fore felle he is now chaūged otherwise than he was ye haue wel herde that he hath appechid his fader & the dasse his neuew / whi∣che he myght wel haue leyde on other bestes / yf he wold

haue ben false / felle / and a lyar / The kynge saide dame wille ye thenne haue it soo / and thynke ye it best to be don / though I supposed it sholde hurte me / I wille take alle thise trespaces of reynart vpon me / and bileue his wordes / But I swere by my crowne / yf he euer here after mys doo and trespace / that shal he dere abye and alle his lignage vnto the .ix· degree •• The foxe loked on the kyng stoundmele and was glad in his herte / and saide my lorde / I were not wyse / yf I sholde saye thynge that were not trewe / The kynge toke vp a straw fro the gro∣und / And pardoned and forgaf the foxe alle the mysde∣des and trespaces of his fader and of hym also / yf the foxe was tho mery and glad it was no wonder / ffor he was quyte of his deth and was alle free and franke of alle his enemyes /

tHe foxe saide my lord the kynge and noble lady the quene god rewarde yow / thys grete worship that ye do to me / I shal thynke and also thanke you for hit •• in suche wise that ye shal be the richest kynge of the world / ffor ther is none lyuyng vnther the sonne / that I vouchesauf better my tresour on / than on yow bothe / Thenne toke the foxe vp a straw and profred it to the ky••g and saide my moste dere lord plese it yow to rece∣yue hiere the ryche tresour whiche kynge ermeryk hadde / for I gyue it vnto you wyth a fre wylle / and knowleche it openly / The kynge receyuid the straw and threwe it meryly fro hym with a Ioyous visage / And than∣ked moche the foxe / The foxe laughed in hym

self / The kynge thenne herkened after the coun∣seyl of the foxe / And alle that ther were / were at his wylle / My lorde sade he / herkene and marke wel my wordes / in the west side of flaundres ther standeth a woode and is named hulsterlo / And a water that is called krekenpyt lyeth therby / This is so grete a wyl∣dernesse / that ofte in an hole yere man ner wyf cometh therin / sauf they that wil / and they that wille not eschewe it / There lyeth this tresour hydde / vnderstande wel that the place is called krekenpit / for I aduyse you for the le∣ste hurte / that ye and my lady goo bothe thyder / ffor I knowe none so trewe that I durste on your behalne cru∣ste wherfore goo your self / And whan ye come to kre¦kenpyt ye shal fynde there two birchen trees standyng alther next the pytte / my lorde to tho byrchen trees shal ye goo / there lyeth the tresour vnther doluen / There muste ye scrape and dygge a way a lytyl the mosse on the one side / Ther shalle ye fynde many a Iewel of golde and syluer. and there shal ye fynde the crowne whiche kynge Ermeryk ware in his dayes that sholde bruyn the bere haue worn yf his wyl had gon forth ye shal see many a cosily Iewel with riche stones sette in golde werk whiche coste many a thousand marke / My lord the kynge whan ye now haue alle this good / how ofte shal ye saye in your herte and thynke / O how true art thou rey∣nart the foxe. that with thy subtyl wytte daluyst and hyddest here-this grete tresour / god gyue the good happe and welfare where euer thou bee /

tHe kynge sayde / sir reynart ye muste come and helpe vs to dygge vp this tresour / I knowe / not the way / I sholde neuer conne fynde it / I haue herde oft•• named / paryes / london akon and coleyn / As me thynketh this tresour lyeth-right as ye mocked and Iaped / for ye name kryekenpyt / that is afayned name / these worde•• were not good to the foxe / and he sayd wyth an angry mode-and dissymyled and saide / ye my lord the kynge / ye be also nyghe that as fro rome to maye / wene ye that I wille lede yow to flomme iordayn· / Nay I shal brynge you out of wenyng and shewe it you by good wytnes / he called lowde kywart the hare / come here to fore the kynge The bestes sawe alle thyder ward and wondred what the kynge wold / the foxe sayde to the hare / kywart ar ye a colde / how tremble ye and qua••e so / be not a ferd / and telle my lorde the kynge here the trouthe / And that I charge you by the fayth and / trouthe that ye owe hym and to my lady the quene of suche thyng. as I shal demaunde of you / Kywaert saide I shal saye the trouthe though I shold lose my necke therfore / I shal not lye ye haue char¦ged me so sore / yf I knowe it / Thenne saye / knowe ye not where kri••ken pyt standeth / is that in your mynde / the hare saide / I knewe that wel .xij. yer a goon / wher that stondeth / why aske ye that. It stondeth in awoode named hulsterlo vpon a warande in the wyldernesse / I haue suf∣fred there moche sorowe for hunger and for colde / ye more than I can telle / Pater symonet the friese was woned to make there false money / wherwyth he bare hym self out and al his felawship / but that was to fore er I had

felawship wyth ryn the hounde / whiche made me escape many a daunger / as he coude wel telle yf he were here / and that I neuer In my dayes trespaced ayenst the kynge other wyse than I ought to doo with right / reynart sayd to hym go agayn to yonder felawship here ye kyward / my lorde the kynge desyreth nomore to knowe of yow / the hare retorned and wente agayn to the place he cam fro / The foxe sayde my lord the kynge is it trewe that I saide / ye reynart said the kynge / ffor gyue it me / I dyde euyl that I beleuid you not / Now reynart frende fynd•• the waye that ye goo wyth vs to the place and pytte•• where the tresour lyeth / the foxe saide it is a wonder thyng wene ye that I wolde not fayne goo with yow / yf it we∣re so wyth me that I myght goo wyth yow / in suche wi∣se that it no shame were vnto your lords••y•• / I wold goo but nay it may not bee / herkene what I ••hal saye and muste nedes thaugh it be to me vylonye & shame •• whan Isegrym the wulf in the deuels name wente in to reli••gion and become a monke shorn in the ordre •• tho the pro∣uende of sixe monkes was not suffycient to hym / and had not ynough to ete ••e thenne playned and waylled so sore / that I had pyte on hym / for he becam slowe and seke / and by cause he was of my kynne I gaf hym co••••ceyl to renne away and so he dyde / wherfore I stonde a cursed and am in the popes banne and sentence I wil to morow bytymes as the sonne riseth take my waye to ro∣me for to be assoyled and take pardon and fro rome I wil ouer the see in to the / holy lande and wil neuer retor¦ne agayn til I haue doon so moche good that I may

with worship goo wyth yow / hyt were greet repref to you my lord the kyng / in what londe that I accompanyed you that men shold saye ye reysed and accompanyed your self with a cursyd and a persone agrauate / The kynge sayde sith that ye stande a cursyd in the censures of the chirche yf I wente wyth you / men sholde arette vilonye vnto my crowne / I shal thenne take kywaert or somme other to goo with me to kry••kenpytte / and I counseylle you reynart that ye put you your self out of this curse / my lord qd the foxe / therfore wylle I goo to rome as hastely as I may / I shal not reste by nyght ner day til I bee as∣soylled / reynart said the kynge / me thynketh ye ben tor∣ned in to a good waye / god gyue you grace taccomplyssh wel your desyre /

assone as this spekyng was d••n / noble the kyng wente and stode vpon an hygh stage of stone / And conmanded sylence to alle the bestes / and that they shulde sytte doun in a rynge rounde vpon the grasse eue∣riche in his place after his estate and byrthe / reynart the fo••e stode by the quene / whom he ought wel to loue / Thenne said the kynge / here ye alle that be poure and riche yong and olde that stondeth here / reynart one of the heed offycers of my hows had don so euyl whiche th••s daye shold haue ben hanged / hath now in this cour∣te don so moche / that I and my wyf the quene haue pro∣mysed to hym our grace and frendshyp / The quene hath prayde moche / for hym / in so moche that I haue made pe∣••s wyth hym / And I gyue to hym his lyf & membre /

frely agayn / and I comande you vpon your lyf / that ye doo worship to / reynart his wyf and to his chyldren / whe∣re someuer ye mete hem by day or by nyght / and I wil also here nomoo complayntes of reynard / yf he hath hier to fore mysdon and trespaced / he wil nomore mysdo¦ne trespace / but now bettre hym •• he wylle to morowe / erly goo to the pope for pardone and foryeuenes of alle hys synnes and forth ouer the see to the holy lande / and he wil not come agayn til he brynge pardon of alle his synnes / This tale herde tyselyn the rauen / and leep to ysegrym / to bruyn / and to tybert there as they were •• and saide ye caytyfs / how goth it now / ye vnhappy folke 〈◊〉〈◊〉 do ye here / reynard the foxe is now asquyer and a cou••••tyer and right grete and myghty in the court / The kyn••ge hath skylled hym quyte of alle his brokes and for∣gyuen hym alle his trespaces and mysdedes •• And ye be alle betrayed and apechyd / ysegrym saide how may this be / I trowe tyselyn that ye lye I do not certaynly saide the rauen / Tho wente the wulf and the bere to the kynge Tybert the catte was in grete sorowe he was so sore a fer¦de / that for to haue the foxes frendship •• he wold wel for∣gyue reyner the losse of his one eye that be loste in the prestes hows / he was so woo / he wist not what to doo •• he wolde wel that he neuer had seen the foxe /

How the wulf and the bere were a••estyd by the labour of reynart the foxe capitulo .xviii^o.

ySegrym cam proudly ouer the felde to fore the kynge / and he thanked the quene •• and spack

wyth afelle moed ylle wordes on the foxe / in suche wise that the kynge herde it / and was wroth and made the wulf and the bere anon to be arestyd / ye sawe neuer wood dogges do / more harme / than was don to them they were bothe fast bounden so sore that alle that nyght / they myght not stere hande ne foot / They myght scarsely rore ne meue ony Ioynte / Now here how the foxe forth dyde / he hated hem / he laboured so to the quene that he gate le∣ue for to haue as moche of the beres skyn vpon his ridge as a foote longe and a foot brode for to make hym therof a scryppe / thenne was the foxe redy yf he had foure stronge shoon / now here how he dyde for to gete these shoon / he said to the quene / madame I am youre pylgrym / here is myn eme sir Isegrym that hath .iiij. strong shoon whiche were good for me / yf he wolde late me haue two of them I wolde on the waye besyly thynke on your sowle / ffor it is right that a / pylgrym shold al∣way thynke and praye for them / that doo him good / Thus maye ye doo your sowle good yf ye will / And also yf ye myght gete of myn aunte dame eerswyn also two of her shoon to gyue me / she may wel doo it / ffor she gooth but lytil out / but abydeth alway at home / thenne sayde the quene-reynard yow behoueth wel suche shoes / ye may not be wythout them / they shal be good for you to kepe your feet hool for to passe with them many a sharpe montayn and stony roches / ye can fynde no better shoes for you / than suche as Isegrym and his wyf haue and were / they be good and stronge / though it sholde touche their lyf eche of them shal gyue you two sh••es for to

accomplissh wyth your hye pilgremage /

How ysegrym and his wyf ereswyn muste suffre her shois to be plucked of / And how reynard dyde on the shoys for to goo to rome wyth / capitulo ·xix^o.

tHus hath this false pylgrym goten fro Iseg••y•• ij shooes fro his fe••t / whiche were haled of the cla∣wes to the senewis ye sawe neuer foule that men rosted laye so stylle / as Isegrym dyde / whan his shoes were ha∣led of / he styred not / and yet his feet bledde / thenne whan Isegrym was vnshoed / Tho muste dame eerswyn his wyf lye doun in the grasse wyth an heuy chere / And she loste ther her hynder shoes / Tho was the foxe glad and saide to his aunte in scorne / My dere aunte how moche sorow haue ye suffred for my sake / whiche me sore repen∣teth / sauf this / herof I am glad ffor ye be the lyeuest of alle my kyn / Therefore I wyl gladly were your shoe•• ye slal be partener of my pylgremage / and dele of the pardon that I shal with your shoen fecche ouer the see / dame ersw¦yne was so woo that she vnnethe myght speke / Neuer∣theles this she sayde / A reynart that ye now al thus haue your wyl / I pray god to wreke it / ysegrym & his felaw the bere helden their pees and wheren al stylle / they were euyl al ease / ffor they were / bounden and sore wounded had tybert the catte haue ben there / he shold also somwhat haue suffred / in suche wyse / as he sholde not escaped then•• wythout hur•••• and shame·

tHe next day whan the sonne aroos reynard then∣ne dyde grece his shoes whiche he had of ysegrym and erswyn his wyf / and dyde hem on & bonde hem to his feet / and wente to the kynge & to the quene and said to hem with a glad chere / Noble lord and lady god gyue you good morow and I desire of your grace that I may haue male and staff blessyd a•• belongeth to a pilgrym Thenne the kynge anone / sent for bellyn the ramme / & whan he cam he saide / sir bellyn ye shal do masse to fore re∣ynart / for he shal goo on pylgremage / and gyue to hym male and staf / the ram answerd agayn and said / my lord I dare not do that / ffor he hath said that he is in the popes curse / The kynge said / what therof / mayster gelys hath said to vs / yf a man had doo as many synnes as al the world / and he wold tho synnes forsake / shryue hem & resseyue penance / and do by the prestes counseyl / god wil forgyue them and be mercyful vnto hym now wil rey∣nard goo ouer the see in to the holy lande & make hym clere of al his synnes / Thenne ansuerd bellyn to the kynge I wil not doo litil ne moche herin / but yf ye saue me harmles in the spirituel court byfore the bysshop pren / delor and to fore his archedeken loosuynde / and to for sir rap••amus his offycyal / the kynge began to wexe wroth and saide / I shal not bydde you so moche in half a yere / I had leuer hange yow than I shold so moche praye you for it / whan the rame sawe that the kynge was angry / h•• was so sore aferd that he quoke for fere / and wente to the awter and sange in his bookes and radde suche as hym thought good ouer reynart / whiche lytyl sette ther by /

sauf that he wold haue the worship therof

whan bellyn the ramme had alle sayd his seruyse deuoutly / thenne he hynge on the foxes necke / a male couerd wyth the skynne / of bruyn the bere / and a ly¦til palster therby. tho was reynart redy toward his Iour∣ney. tho loked he toward the kynge as he had ben sorowful to departe & fayned as he had wepte. right as he hadde y••••merde in his herte· but yf he had ony sorow •• it was by cause al the other that were there were not in the same plyght as the wulf & bere were brought in by hym. neuerthel•••• he stood & prayd them alle to praye for hym. lyke as he wold praye for them the foxe thought that he taryed 〈◊〉〈◊〉 & wold fayn haue departed for he knewe hym self gylt•• the kynge saide reynart I am sory ye be so h••sty and w••l no lenger tarye / nay my lord / it is tyme / for m•• ough•• not spare to doo wel / I pray you to gyue me l••ue to 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I muste doo my pylgremage / the kynge sayd / god be 〈◊〉〈◊〉 now / & commāded alle them of the court to go & 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ne reynart on his way sauf the wulf & the bere 〈◊〉〈◊〉 fast laye bounden / ther was none that durst be sor•• ther••fore / and yf ye had seen reynart how personably ••e wente wyth hys male and palster on his sholder and t••e sho∣es on his feet / ye shold h••ue laughed •• he wente and shewde hym outeward wysely / But he laughed in his herte that alle they brought hym forth •• whiche had a lytyl to fore been / with. hym so wroot•• •• And also the kynge whiche so moche hated hym / he had made hym such•• a fool that be brought hym to his owne en••ēte

he was a pylgrym of deux a••s.

mY lord the kyng sayd the foxe I pray you to retor¦ne agayn I wil not that ye goo ony ferther with me. ye myght haue harme therby. ye haue there two mor∣derars arestyd / yf they escaped you. ye myght be hurt by them y pray god kepe you fro mysauenture· wyth these wordes he stode vp. on his afterfeet. And prayde alle the beestys grete & smal that wolde be parteners of his pardō that they shold praye for hym / They sayde that they alle wolde remenbre hym / Thenne departed he fro the kynge so heuyly that many of them ermed / Thenne saide he to kyward the hare / and to bellyn th ramme meryly / dere frendes shal we now departe / Ye wil and god will ac∣companye me ferther / ye two made me neuer angry / ye be good for to walke wyth / courtoys / frendly and not com∣playned on of ony beeste ye be of good condicions / and goostly of your lyuyng / ye lyue bothe as I dyde / whan I was a recluse / yf ye haue leeuis and gras ye be plesyd / ye retche not of brede / of flesshe / ne suche maner mete / with suche flateryng wordes hath reynard thise two flatred / That they wente wyth hym tyl they camen to fore his hows / maleperduys /

How kywart the hare was slayn by the foxe / cap^o .xx^o

wHan the foxe was come to fore the yate of his hows he sayde to bellyn the ramme / co∣syn ye shal abide here withoute / I and kywart wille

goo in / ffor I wille praye kywart to helpe me to take my leue of ermelyn my wyf / and to conforte her and my chyldren / bellyn sayde I praye hym to comforte them wel / wyth suche flateryng wordes brought he the hare in to his hole in an euyl hour / There fonde they dame ermel••n lyeng on the grounde with her yonglyngis / whiche had sorowed moche ffor drede of reynarts deth / but whan she sawe hym come she was glad / but whan she sawe his male and palster / and espyed his shoes •• she meruaill••d and sayd dere reyner / how haue ye spedd / he sayd I was arestid in the court / But the kynge lete me go•• I mu••ste goo a pilgremage / Bruyn the bere and ysegr••m th•• wulf they be plegge for me / I thanke the k••nge 〈…〉〈…〉 gyuen to vs kywart hier / ffor to doo with h••m 〈◊〉〈◊〉 we wyl / The kynge saide hym s••lf that ••••wart w••s th•• first that on vs complayned / And by the fayth that I owe yow I am right wroth on kywart •• whan kywart herde thise wordes he was sore aferde •• He wold haue fled••de / but he myght not / ffor the fo••e stode bytwene 〈◊〉〈◊〉 and the yate / And he caught hym by the necke •• Tho cryed the hare helpe bellyn helpe / Where be ye This pil∣gryme sleeth me •• but that crye was sone doon / for the fo∣xe had anon byten his throte a two / Tho sayd he lat•• vs go ete this good fatte hare / the yonge whelpes cam also / Thus helde they a grete feste / ffor kywart had a good fatte body / ermelyn ete the flessh and dranke the blood / she thanked ofte the kynge that he had made them so mery / The foxe saide ete as moche as ye maye / he wil paye for it / yf we will •• feche it.

sHe sayd reynart I trowe ye mocke / telle me th•• trouthe how ye be departed thens / dame I haue so flaterid the kynge & the quene / that I suppose the frend∣ship bytwene vs shal be right thynne whan he shal kno∣we of this / he shal be angry / & hastely seke me for to hāge me by myne necke / Therfore late vs departe & stele se∣cretly a way in somme other foreste / Where we may lyue wythoute fere & drede / and there that we may lyue vij yere and more & fynde vs not / there is plente of good mete of partrychs / wododekkis & moche other wilde fowle / dame & yf ye wil come with me thyder / ther ben swete welles & fayr and clere rennyng brokes / lord god how swete eyer is there / There may we be in pees and ease & lyue in grete welthe / ffor the kynge hath lete me gon by cause I tolde hym that ther was grete tresour in krekenpyt / but there shal he fynde nothyng though he sought euer / This shal sore angre hym whan he knoweth that he is thus deceyuid what trowe ye how many a grete lesynge muste I lye / er I coude escape from hym / It was harde that I escaped out of pryson / I was neuer in gretter paryl ne nerrer my deth / but how it euer goo / I shal by my wille neuer more come in the kynges daūger / I haue now goten my thombe out of his mouth / that thanke I my subtylyte.

dAme ermelyne saide reynart I counseyle that we goo not in to another foreste / where we sholde be strange and elenge we haue here al that we desyre / And ye be here lorde of our neyghbours / wherfore shalle we leue this place / And auenture vs in

a worse / we may abyde her sure ynough / yf the kynge wold doo vs ony harme or besiege vs / here ben so many by or si∣de holes / in suche wyse as we shal escape fro hym / in aby∣dyng here / we may not doo amys / we knowe alle bypathes ouer alle / & er he take vs with myght / he muste haue mo∣che hel̄pe therto but that ye haue sworen that ye shal goo ouersee & abide there / that is the thyng that toucheth m•• moste / nay dame care not therfore / how more for sworn how more forlorn / I wente ones with a good man •• that said to me / that a bydwongen oth· or oth sworn by force. was none oth. Though I wente on this pilgremage it shold not auaylle me a cattes tayl. I wil abyde here an•• folowe your coūseyl / yf the kyng hunte after me. I shal kepe me as wel as I maye. yf he be me to m••ght 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I hope wyth subtylte to begyle hym. I shal 〈…〉〈…〉 sack. yf he wil seche harm he shal fynde harme.

nOw was bellyn the rāme angry that kywart 〈◊〉〈◊〉 felawe was so longe in the hole. and called lowde. come out kywarte in the deuels name. ••ow longe shal re••ynart kepe you there. haste you & come late vs goo whan reynard herde this· he wente out & saide softly to bellyn the ramme. lief bellyn wherfore be ye angry kywart spe / keth wyth his dere aunte. me thynketh ye ought not to be dysplesid therfore. he bad me saye to yow ye myght wel go to fore· And he shal come after· he is lighter of fote than ye. he muste tarye a whyle wyth his aunte and her chyldren. they wepe and cr••e by cause I shal goo fro them. bellyn sayde· wh••t dyde kyward. me

thoughte he cryed after helpe / the foxe answerd / what saye ye bellyne wene ye that he shold haue ony harme / now herke what he thēne dyde / whan we were comen in to myn hows / and ermelyn my wyf vnderstode that I shold goo ouer see she fyl doun in a swoun & whan kywart sawe that / he cryed loude bellyn come helpe▪ myn aunte to brynge her out of her swoun thenne sayde the rāme In fayth I vn∣derstode that kywart had ben in grete daunger / the foxe sayde / nay truly / or kyward shold haue ony harme in my hows / I had leuer that my wyf and chyldren shold suffre moche hurte /

How the foxe sente the heed of kywart the hare to the kynge by bellyn the ramme· capitulo xxj^o.

tHe foxe saide / bellyn remēbre ye not that yesterday the kynge & his coūseyl commanded me that er I shold departe out of this lande / I shold sende to hym two lettres. dere cosyn I pray you to bere them. they be redy wre¦ton. the rāme sayde I wote neuer yf I wiste that your en∣dyttyng & wrytyng were good / ye myght p••reuēture so mo¦••che praye me that I wold bere them / yf I had ony thyng to bere them in / reynard saide ye shal not fayle to haue so∣mwhat to bere them in / rather than they shold be vnborn I shal rather gyue yow my male that I bere. and put the kynges lettres therin. & hāge them aboute your necke ye shal haue of the kynge grete thāke therfore & be right welcomen to hym. hier vpon bellyn promysed hym to bere thise lettres· tho retorned reynart in to his hows & toke the male and put therin kywarts heed and brought it

to bellyn for to brynge hym in daunger / And henge it on his necke / and chargyd hym not for to loke in the male / yf he wolde haue the kyngis frendship & yf ye wil that the kynge take you in to his grace & loue you / saye that ye your self haue made the lettre & endited it / & haue gyuen the coūnseyl that it is so wel made & wreton / ye shal haue grete thank therfore / bellyn the ramme was glad herof & thought he shold haue grete thank & saide reynard I wote wel that ye now doo for me / I shal be in the court gretl•• preysed whan it is knowen that I can so wel endyte & ma¦ke alettre / thaugh I can not make it / ofte tymes it ha••••peth that god suffreth sōme to haue worship & thāke o•• the labouris & cōnyng of other m••n / & so it shal bifalle m•• now / Now what coūseyle ye reyner / shal kywa••rt he ••a••e co¦me wyth me to the court / nay sayd the foxe he shal anone folowe yow / he may not yet come / for he muste speke wyth his aunte /

nOw goo ye forth to fore / I shal shewe to k••wart s••¦crete thyngis whiche ben not yet knowen / bellyn sayd fare wel reynart / & wen•••• hym forth to the court & he ran & hasted so faste that he cam to fore mydday to the cour•• & fonde the kynge in his palays wyth his barons / the ky••ge meruaylled whan he saw hym brynge the male agayn whi¦che was made of the beres ••kyn / the kyng saide saye on bel••lyn fro whens come y•• / where is the fo••e / how is it ••h••t 〈◊〉〈◊〉 hath not the male with hym / bellyn sayd my lord I shal sa¦ye yow al that I knowe / I accompayned reynard vnto his hows / And whan he was redy he asked me yf I that wold ffor your saacke bere two. lettre••

to yow / I saide for to do you playsir and worship / I wold gladly here to yow vij. tho brought he to me this male where in the lettres be / whiche ben endyted by my connyng and I gaf counseyl of the makyng of them / I trowe ye sawe neuer lettres better ne craftelyer made ne endyted / the kynge commanded anon bokart his secretarye to rede the lettres / ffor he vnderstode al maner langages / ty∣bert the catte and he toke the male of bellyns necke / and bellyn hath so ferre sayd and confessyd / that he therfore was dampned.

tHe clerke bokart vndyde the male / and drewe out kywarts heed and said alas what lettres ben these / certaynly my lord this is kywarts heed / alas sayde the kynge that euer I beleuid so the foxe / There myght men see grete heuynesse of the kynge and of the quene / the kyng was so angry that he helde longe doun his heed And atte l••ste after many thoughtes / he made a grete crye / that alle the bestys were aferde of the noyse / Tho spack sir firapeel the lupaerd whiche was sybbe somwhat to the kynge / and saide / sixe kyng how make ye suche a noyse ye make sorow ynough thaugh the quene were de∣ed / late this sorowe goo / and make good chere / it is grete shame / be ye not a lorde and kynge of this londe / Is it not alle vnder yow. that here is / the kynge sayde sir fira∣peel how sholde I suffre this / one false shrewe and decey∣uar hath betrayed me and brought me so ferre / that I ha∣ue forwrought and angred my frendes / that I the stoute bruyn the bere / and ysegrym the wulf / whiche sore me

r••pent••th / and this g••th ayenst my worship that I haue done amys ayenst my beste barons and that I trusted and beleuid so moche the fals horeson the foxe / and my wyf is cause therof / she prayde me so moche that I herde her prayer and that me repenteth / thaugh it be to late / what thawh sir kyng said the lupaerd / yf ther be ony thyng mysdon / it shal be amended we shal gyue to bru∣yn the bere to ysegrym the wulf / and to erswyn hys wyf for the pece of his skynne and for their shoes for to haue good pees bellyn the rāme / for he hath confessyd hym self that he gaf counseyl and consentyd to kywardes de••h it is reson that he abye it / And we alle shal goo fe••••he r••••••nard and we shal areste hym and hange hym by 〈◊〉〈◊〉 neeke without lawe or Iugement / and ther with 〈◊〉〈◊〉 shul be contente /

How bellyn the rāme and alle his lignage wer•• g••••uen in the handes of ysegrym and bruyn and how he 〈◊〉〈◊〉 slayn / capitulo .xxi••^o▪

tHe kynge saide I wil do it gladly / firapel the ••••••¦paerd wente tho to the pryson / and vnbonde them firste / and thenne he sayde ye sires I brynge to you a fa••ste pardon and my lordes loue and frendship it re••enteth hym & is sory that he euer hath don spoken or trespaced ayenst you / and therfore ye shal haue a good appoynte••ment / And also amendes he shal / gyue to you bellyn the rāme and alle his lignage fro now forthon to domes∣daye / in suche wyse that where someuer ye fynde them in felde or in wode that ye may frely / byte and ete them

wythout ony forfayte / And also the kynge graunteth to yow / that ye maye hunte and do the werst that ye can to reynard and alle his lygnage wythoute mysdoyng This fayr grete pryuelage wylle the kynge graunte to you euer to holde of hym / And the kynge wille that ye swere to hym neuer to mysdoo / but doo hym homage and feawte I counseil yow to doo this / ffor ye may doo it ho∣norably / Thus was the pees made by fyrapel the lupaerd frendly and wel / And that coste bellyn the ramme his tabart and also his lyf / and the wulfis lignage holde thise preuilegis of the kynge / & in to thys daye they deuou¦re & ete bellyns lignage where that they may fynde them this debate was begonne in an euyl tyme / ffor the pees coude neuer syth be made bytwene them / The kynge dyde forth wyth his courte and feste lengthe xij· dayes lenger for l••ue of the bere and the wulf / So glad was he••of the makyng of this pees /

How the kynge helde his feeste / and how lapreel the cony complayned vnto the kynge vpon reynart the foxe capitulo ·xxiij^o.

tO this grete feste cam al maner of beestis / ffor the kynge dyde do crye this feste ouer alle in that londe / Ther was the moste Ioye and myrthe that euer was seen emonge beestis / Ther was daunsed manerly the houedaunce with shalmouse trompettis and alle ma∣ner of menestralsye / the kynge dyde do ordeyne so moche mete / that euerych fonde ynough / And ther was no beest

in al his lande so grete ne so lytyl but he was there / an•• th••r w••re many sowles and byrdes also / and alle they that d••s••red the kynges frendhip were there / sauyng re∣ynard the foxe / the rede false pilgrym whiche laye in a wayte to doo harme / and thoughte it was not good for hym to be there / Mete and drynke flowed there / Ther weere playes and esbatemens / The feest was ful of me∣lodye / One myght haue luste to see suche a feeste / and right as the feeste had dured viij dayes / a boute mydday cam in the cony lapreel to fore the kynge where he satte on the table with the quene / and sayde al heuyly that all they herde hym that were there / My lorde haue py••e on my complaynt whiche is of grete force and murdre that reynard the foxe wold haue don to ••e / yester morow as I cam rennyng by his borugh at maleperdhuys he stode byfore his dore without lyke a pylgryme I supposed to haue passed by hym peasibly toward this feste and whan he sawe me come / he came ayenst me sayeng his bedes I salewed hym / but / he spack not one worde / but he raught out his right foot and dubbed me in the necke bytwene myn Eeris / that I had wende I sholde haue loste my ••e••ed / but god be thanked I was so lyght that I sprange fro hym / wyth moche payne cam I of his clawes •• he grym¦med as he had ben angry by cause he helde me no faster •• tho I escaped from hym I loste myn one ere / and I had foure grete holes in my heed of his sharpe nayles tha•• the blood sprange out / and that I was nyhe al a swoun / but for the grete fere of my lyf I sprange & ran so fast•• fro hym that he coude not ouertake me •• See my lord thise

grete woundes that he hath made to me with his sharpe longe nayles / I praye you to haue pite of me and that ye wil / punysshe this false traytour and morderar / or ellis shal ther noman goo and comen ouer the heth in saefte / whyles he haunteth his false & shrewde rewle /

How corbant the roke complayned on the foxe for the deth of his wyf capitulo .xxiiij^o.

rYght as the cony had made an ende of his com¦playnt / cam in corbant the roek flowen in the pla¦ce to fore the kynge and sayde / dere lorde here me / I bryn∣ge you hier a pietous complaynt / I wente to day by the morow wyth sharpebek my wyf for to playe wpon the heth And there laye reynart the foxe doun on the grounde ly∣ke a dede keytyf / hys eyen stared and his tonge henge longe out of his mouth / lyke an hounde had ben deed / we tasted and felte his bely / but we fonde theron no lyf / tho wente my wyf and herkened & leyde her ere to fore his month for to wite yf he drewe his breeth / whiche mysfylle her euyl / ffor the false felle foxe awayted wel his tyme and whan he sawe her so nygh hym / he caught her by the heed and boote it of / tho was I in grete sorowe and cry∣de lowde / Alas alas what is there happed / thenne stode he hastely vp / and raught so couetously after me that for feere of deth / I trembled and flewh vpon a tree therby & sawe fro ferre how the false keytyf ete and slonked her in so hungerly that he lefte neyther flessh ne bone / no∣more but a fewe fethers / the smal fethers he slange

them in wyth the flessh / he was so hungry / he wolde wel haue eten tweyne / Tho wente he his strete / tho flewe I doun wyth grete sorow and gadred vp the fetheris for to shewe them to you here / I wolde not be agayn in suche pe∣ryl and fere as I was there for a thousand marke / of the fynest gold that euer cam out of arabye / My lord the kyng see hier this pyteous werke / Thise ben the fe∣thers of sharpbecke my wyf / my lord yf ye wil haue wor∣ship ye muste do herfore Iustyce & auenge you in suche wise as men may fere and holde of yow / ffor yf ye suffre thus youre saufconduyt to be broken / ye your self shal not goo peasibly in the hye way / for tho lordes that do not Iustyce and suffre that the lawe be not executed vp••n the theeuis / morderars and them that mysdoo / they be ••ar∣teners to fore god of alle theyr mysdedes and trespaces •• and eueryche thenne / wylle be a lord hym self / 〈◊〉〈◊〉 lorde see wel to for to kepe your self·

How the kynge was sore angry of thise com••la∣yntes capitulo .xxv^o.

nOble the kyng was sore meuyd & angry whan he had herde thise complayntes of the cony and of the roek / he was so ferdful to loke on that his eyen glymmerd as fyre / he brayed as lowde as a bulle in ••u∣che wise that alle the court quoke for feere / at the laste he sayde cryeng / by my crowne and by the trouthe that I owe to my wyf I shal so awreke and auenge this trespaces / that it shal be longe spoken of after / that my saufcōduyt

and my commandement is thus broken I was ouer ny∣ce that I beleuid so lyghtly the false shrewe / his false flateryng speche deceyued me / He tolde me he wolde go to rome / and for thens ouer see to the holy londe / I gaf hym male and palster and made of hym a pylgrym & mente al trouth / O what false touches can he / how can he stuffe the sleue wyth flockes / but this caused my wyf / it was al by her counseyl / I am not the fyrst that haue ben deceyued by wymmens counseyl by whiche many a grete hurte hath byfallen / I pray and comande alle them that holde of me and desire my frendship / be they here or wher someuer they be / that they wyth theyr counseyl and dedes helpe me tauenge this ouer geete trespaas / that we and owris may abyde in honour and worship / and this false theef in shame that he nomore trespace ayenst our saufgarde / I wil my sell in my persone helpe therto al that I maye /

ySegrym the wulf and bruyn the bere herde wel the kynges wordes / and hoped wel to be auengid on reynard the foxe but they durste not speke one word The kynge was so sore meuyd that none durste wel speke / Atte laste the quene spak / Sire pour dieu ne croy∣es mye toutes choses que on vous dye / et ne Iures pas legierment / A man of worship shold not lyghtly bileue / ne swere gretly vnto the tyme he knewe the mater cler∣ly. and also me ought by right here that other partye speke / Ther ben many that complayne on other and ben in the defaute them self. Audi alteram partem. here that

other partye / I haue truly holden the foxe for good / and vpon that / that he mente no falshede / I helped hym that I myghte but how someuer it cometh or gooth / is he euyl or good / me thynketh for your worship that ye shold not procede ayenst hym ouer hastely that were not good ne honeste / ffor he may not escape fro you / Ye maye prysone hym or flee hym / he muste obeye your Iugement / thenne saide fyrapel the lupaerd / My lord me thynketh / my lady here hath saide to you trouthe and gynen yow good coun∣seyl do ye wel and folowe her and take aduyse of your wyse counseyl / And yf he be founden gylty in the tres∣paces that now to yow be shewd / late hym be sore punys∣shid acordyng do hys trespaces / And yf he come not hy∣ther / ••r this feste be ended and excuse hym / as he ought of right to doo / thenne doo as the coun••eyl shal 〈◊〉〈◊〉 yow / But and yf he were twyes as moche false and ylle as he / is / I wolde not counseylle that he sholde be done to more than right / Isegrym the wulf saide sir fyra••al. all we a gree to the fame· as ferre as it pleseth my lord the kynge / it can not be better. But though reynart were now here. and he cleryd hym of double so many playn••••s yet shold I brynge forth ayense hym that he had forf••yted his / lyf. But I wyl now be stylle and saye not. by¦cause he is not presente and yet aboue alle this he ••ath tolde the kynge of certayn tresour lyeng in kreken••y•• in hulsterlo. Ther was neuer lyed a greter lesyng. t••er wyth he hath vs alle begyled. and hath sore hyndred me and the bexe. I dar leye my lyf theron that he sayd not therof a trewe worde. Now robbeth he and steleth vpon

the heth / alle that gooth forth by his hows / Neuertheles sir fi••apel what that pleseth the kynge and yow / that mu¦ste wel be don / But and yf he wolde haue comen hyther / he myght haue ben here for he had knowleche by the kyn / ges messager / The kynge sayde we wyl none otherwyse sende for hym / but I commande alle them that owe me seruyse and wylle my honour and worshippe that they make them redy to the warre at the ende of vj dayes / all them that ben archers and ha ue bowes / gonnes bombar∣des horsemen / and footemen that alle thise be redy to be∣siege maleperduys / I shal destroye reynart the foxe / yf I be akynge / ye lordes and sires what saye ye hereto / wille ye doo this wyth a good wyl / And they sayd and cryed alle / ye we lorde / whan that ye wylle / we shal alle goo with yow.

How grymbert the dasse warned / the foxe / that the kynge was wroth with hym and wold slee hym capitulo .xxvj^o.

alle thise wordes herde grymbert the dasse whiche was his brother sone / he was sory and angry yf it myght haue prouffyted he ranne thenne the hye way to maleperduys ward / he spared nether busshe ne hawe / but he hasted so sore that he swette / he sorowed in hym self for reynart his rede eme / and as he wente he saide to hym self Alas in what daunger be / ye comen in / where shal ye beco∣me shal I see you brought fro lyf to deth / or elles exyled out of the lande / truly I may be wel sorouful / for ye be

the heed of alle our lygnage / ye be wyse of counseyl / ye be redy to helpe your frendes whan they haue nede / ye can so wel shewe your resons / that where ye speke / ye wynne all / with suche maner wayllyng and pytous wordes cam grymbert to maleperduys / And fonde reynart his eme there standyng / whiche had goten two pygeons / as they cam first out of her neste to assaye yf they coude flee and bicause the fethers on her wyngis were to shorte / they fylle doun to the ground / And as reynart was gon out to seche his mete / he espyed them and caught hem: was comen home with hem / And whan he sawe grymbert co∣myng / he taryed and said / welcome my best beloued ne∣uew that I knowe in al my kynrede / ye haue conne faste ye ben al be swette / haue ye ony newe tydynges / alas said he / lyef eme it standeth euyl wyth yow / ye haue loste both lyf and good / the kynge hath sworn that he shal gyue you a shameful deth / he hath commanded alle his folke wi∣thyn vj dayes for to be here / Archers fotemen / horsemen / And peple in waynes· And he hath gunn••s / bom••bardes tentes and pauyllyons / And also he hath do laaden torches / See to fore yow / For ye haue nede / Ysegrym and bruyn ben better now wyth the kynge than I am wyth yow / Alle that they wille / Is doon / Isegrym hath don hym to vnderstāde that ye be a theef and a morderar· he hath grete enuye to yow. Lapre∣el the cony and Corbant the roek haue made a grete complaynt also. I sorow moche for your lyf. That for drede I am alle seke. Puf said the foxe / dere neuew is ther nothyng ellis / be ye so sore aferd

herof Make good chere hardely / though the kynge hym self and alle that ben in the court had sworn my deth•• yet shal I be exalted aboue them alle / They maye alle fa¦ste Iangle clatre and yeue counseyl / but the courte may not prospere weythoute me and my wyles and subtylte

How reynart the foxe cam another tyme to the courte capitulo .xxvij^o.

dEre neuew late alle thise thynges passe and co∣me her•• in / and see what I shal gyue you / a good payre of fatte pygeons / I loue no mete better / They ben good to dygeste / they may almost be swolowen in al hool the bones ben half blode / I ••te them wyth that other / I fele my self other whyle encombred in my stomak ther∣fo re ete I gladly lyght mete. My wyf ermelyn shal rece¦yue vs frendly / but telle her nothyng of this thynge / ffor she sholde take it ouer heuyly / she is tendre of herte. she myght for fere falle in somme sekenes / a lytyl thyn∣ge gooth sore to her herte / And to morow erly I wil goo with yow to the courte / And yf I may come to speche & may be herd / I shal so ansuere / that I shal touche somme nygh ynowh / neuew wyl not ye stande by me / as a frende ought to doo to another / yes truly dere eme said grymbert and alle my good is at your commandement / god thāke you neuew said the foxe / That is wel said. yf I may lyue I shal quyte it yow / Eme said grymbert ye may wel come tofore alle the lordes and excuse yow ther shal none ateste yow ne holde as longe as ye

be in your wordes / The quene and the lupaerd haue gotē that / then said the foxe / therfor I am glad / thenne I car¦re not for the beste of them an heer / I shal wel saue my self / they spake nomore herof / but wente forth in to the burgh / And fonde ermelyn there sittyng by her yon∣glyngs whiche aroose vp anon and receyuid them fren∣dly / Grymbert salewed his aunte and the chyldren wyth frendly wordes / the ij pygeons were made redy for theyr so¦per / Whiche reynard had taken / eche of them toke his part as ferre as it wolde stratche / yf eche of hem had had one more / ther sholde but lytyl haue lefte ouer / the foxe saide li¦ef nouewe / how lyke / ye my chyldren rosel and reynerdyn they shal do worship to alle our lygnage / They begynne al redy to do wel / that one catcheth wel a chyken and that other a pullet / They· conne wel also duke in the water after lapwynches and dokys / I wolde ofte sende them for prouande / but I wil fyrste teche them how they shal k••pe them fro the grynnes / fro the hunters and fro the houn••des / yf they were so ferre comen that they were wyse / I dur¦ste wel truste to them that they shold wel vytaylle vs in many good diuerses metes / That we now lacke / And they lyke and folowe me wel / ffor they playe alle grymmyng and where they hate they loke frendly and meryly· ffor ther by they brynge them vnder their feet / And byte the throte asondre / This is the nature of the foxe / They be swyfte in their takynge whiche pleseth me wel.

eMe said grymbert ye may be glad that ye haue suche wyse chyldren / And I am glad of them al∣so by cause they be of my kynne / Grymbert said the foxe ye haue swette and be wery it were hye tyde that ye were at your reste / Eme yf it plese you it thynketh me good Tho laye they doun on a lytier made of strawe / the foxe / hys wyf and hys chyldren wente alle to slepe / But the foxe was al heuy / and laye. sighed & sorowed how he myght beste excuse hym self / On the morow erly he ruymed his castel and wente with grymbart / but he toke leue first of dame ermelyn his wyf and of his chyldren / & sayde thyn∣ke not longe I muste goo to the court wyth grymbert my cosyn / yf I tarye somwhat be not aferde / and yf ye here ony ylle tydyngis / take it alway for the beste. And see wel to your self and kepe our castel wel I shal doo yon∣der the beste I can after that I see how it gooth Alas reyner said she how haue ye now thus taken vpon yow for to go to the court agayn / the last tyme that ye were the∣re ye were in grete ieopardye of your lyf. And ye sayde ye wold neuer come there more. dame said the foxe. tha∣uenture of the worl̄d is wonderly it goth otherwhyle by wenyng / Many one weneth to haue a thing whiche he muste forgoo. I muste nedes now go thyder / be content it is al wythoute drede / I hope to come at alther lengest with in fyue dayes agayn / Here wyth he departed and wente wyth grymbert to the court ward / And whan they were vpon the heeth thenne sayde reyner / Neuew syth I was laste shryuen I haue don many shrewde tornes / I wolde ye wold here me now of alle that I haue

trespaced in / I made the bere to haue a grete wounde for the male whiche was cutte out of his skynne / And also I made the wulf & his wyf to lese her shoon / I peased the the kynge with grete lesyngis & bare hym on honde that the wulf and the bere wold haue betrayed hym & wolde haue slayn hym / so I made the kynge right wroth with them· where they deseruyd it not / also I tolde to the kyn∣ge that ther was grete tresour in hulsterlo of whiche he was neuer the better ne richer / for I lyed al that I sayde / I ledde bellyn the ramme and kywart the hare with me & slewe kyward and sente to the kynge by bellyn kywarts heed in skorn / And I dowed the cony bytwene his ceris that almost I benāme his lyf from hym ffor he escaped ayenst my wyl / he was to me ouer swyft / The ro••ke may wel complayne / for I swolowe•• in dame sharpbe••k his wyf / & also I haue forgoten on thyng the laste tyme that I was shreuen to you / Which I haue syth bethought me / And it was of grete deceyte that I dyde whiche I now wyll telle yow / I cam wyth the wulf wal̄kynge by••twene houthulst and el̄uerdynge / There sawe we goo a rede mare / And she had a black colte or a fool of un¦monethis ol̄de / which was good& fatte Isegrym was al¦most storuen for hunger / And prayd me goo to the ma∣re / & wyte of her yf she wold selle her fool / I ran faste to the mare / And axed that of her / she sayd she wold selle it for money / I demaunded of her how she wold selle it / she sayde it is wreton in my hyndre foot / Yf ye conne rede and be a clerk ye may come see and rede it. Tho wyste I wel where she wold

be. and I saide nay for sothe I can not rede / And also I desyre not to bye your chylde· Isegrym hath sente me he∣ther. and wold fayn knowe the prys therof / the mare saide late hym come thenne hym self / And I shal late hym haue knowleche / I sayde / I shal / & hastely wēte to ysegrym & saide / eme wil ye ete your bely ful of this colte / so goo faste to the mare for she taryeth after yow / She hath do wryte the pris of her colte vnder her fote she wolde that I shold haue redde it / but I can not one lettre / whiche me sore repenteth / ffor I wente neuer to scole / eme wylle ye bye that colte / conne ye rede so maye ye bye it / oy neuew that can I wel what shold me lette / I can wel frenshe latyn englissh & duche. I haue goon to scole at oxenford I haue also wyth olde and aūcyent doctours ben in the audyence & herde plees / and also haue gyuen sentence / I am lycensyd in bothe lawes / what maner wrytyng that ony man can deuyse / I can rede it as perfyghtly as my name· I wyl goo to her and shal anon vnderstonde the prys / & bad me to tarye for hym / & he rāne to the mare / & axed of her how she wold selle her fool or kepe it / she sayde the s••̄me of the money standeth wreton after on my fote he saide late me rede it / she saide doo and lyfte vp her foot whiche was newe shood wy••h yron and vj stronge nay∣les / and she smote hym wythout myssyng on his heed that he fyl doun as he had ben deed / a man shold wel haue ryden a myle er he aroos / The mare trotted a way wyth her colte / And she leet Isegrym lyeng shrewdly hurt and wounded He laye and bledde / And howled as an hound / I wente tho to hym and sayde /

Sir ysegrym dere eme how is it now wyth yow. haue ye eten ynowh of the colte. is your bely ful. why gyue ye me no part I dyde your erande. haue ye slepte your dyner I pray yow telle me what was wreton vnder the mares fote what was it. prose or ryme. metre or verse. I wold fa∣yn knowe it. I trowe it was cantum. for I herde you syn∣ge me thoughte fro ferre. for ye were so wyse that noman coude rede it better than ye / Alas reynart alas said the wulf I pray you to leue youre mockyng. I am so foule arayed & sore hurte. that an herte of stone myght haue pyte of me. The hore wyth her longe legge had an yron foot I wende the nayles therof had ben lettres / and she hytte me at the fyrst stroke vj. grete woūdes in my ••••ed that almost it is clouen. suche maner lettres shal I ne∣uer more desire to r••de /

dEre eme is that trouthe that ye telle me I haue herof grete meruaylle / I ••••elde you for one of the wysest clerkes that now lyue / Now I here wel it is true that I long syth haue redde & herde / that the beste clerkes ben not the wysest men / the laye peple otherwhyle weye wyse / the cause that thise clerkes ben not the wysest / is that they studye so moche in the connyng & science that they therin doole / Thus brought I Isegrym in this gre∣te laste and harme. That he vnneth byhelde his lyf / Lyef neuew now haue I tolde you alle my synnes that I remembre. What so euer falle at the courte. I wote neuer how it shal stonde with me there. I am not now so sore aferd· ffor I am clere from synne

I wyl gladly come to mercy / & receyue penance by your coūseyl· grymbert sayde the trespaces ben grete / neuerthe∣les who that is deed muste abide deed. & therfore I wyl forgyue it you alto gydre / With the fere that ye shal suffre therfore. er ye shal cōne excuse you of the deth / & hier vpon I wyl assoylle you. but the moste hyndre that ye shal haue shal be. that ye sente kywarts heed to the court And that ye blynded the kynge wyth sutthe lyes / Eme that was right euyldoon / The foxe sayde. what lyef ne∣uew. Who that wyl goo thurgh the world this to here. and that to see / and that other to telle. truly it may not clerly be done. how shold ony man handle hony. but yf he lycked his fyngres· I am oftymes rored and prycked in my conscience as to loue god aboue all thynge· and myn euen crysten as my self. as is to god wel accepta∣ble. and acordyng to his lawe / But how wene ye that reson wythin forth fyghteth ayenst the outeward wylle than stonde I alle stylle in my self that me thynketh I haue loste alle my wittes / And wote not what me ••yleth I am thenne in suche a thought / I haue now alle lefte my symnes / And hate alle thynge that is not good / & clymme in hye comtemplacion aboue his commādemēts but this specyal grace haue I whan I am alone / But in a short whyle after whan the world cometh in me thēne fynde I in my waye so many stones / and the fote spores that thyse loos prelates / and riche preestys goo in / that I am anone taken agayn / thenne cometh the world and wyl haue this / And the fhesshe wyl lyue plesantly / whi∣che leye to fore me so many thinges that I thenne lose

alle my good / thoughtis and purpoos / I here there synge pype / lawhe / playe / and alle myrthe / And I here that these prelates and riche curates preche and saye al other wyse / than they thynke and doo / There lerne I to lye / the lesynges ben moste vsed in the lordes courtes certaynly lordes / ladyes / prestis and clerkes maken most lesyngis / Men dar not telle to the lordes now the trouthe / Ther is defaute / I must flatre and lye also / or ellis I shold be shette wythout the dore / I haue ofte herde men saye trouthe and rightfully / And haue theyr reson made wyth a le∣synge lyke to theyr purpose and brought it in & wente thurgh by cause their mater shold seme the fayrer / The lesyng oftymes cometh vnauysed / And falleth in the mater vnwetyngly / And so whan she is wel cladde / it goth forth thurgh with that other /

dEre neuew thus muste men now lye here and there saye soth flatre / and menace praye· & curse And seke euery man vpon his feblest and wekest / who otherwyse wylle now haunte & vse the wo••ld / than de¦uyse alesyng in the fayrest wyse / & that bywymp•••• with kerchieuis aboute in suche wise that men take it for a trouthe / he is not ronne away fro his maister / Can he that subtylte in suche wise that he stamer not in his wor∣des / and may thenne be herde / neuew / this man may doo wonder he may were skarlet and gryse / he wynneth in the spyrituel / lawe and temporal also and where sommeuer he hath to doo / Now ben ther many false shrewis that haue grete enuye that they haue so grete ford••le / And

wene that they conne also wel lye / And take on them to lye and to telle it forth / he wolde fayn ete of the fatte morsellis. but he is not bileued ne herd / And many ben ther that be so plompe and folisshe· that whan they wene beste to prononce and shewe their matere and con∣clude. They falle besyde and oute therof. And can not thenne helpe hem self / and leue theyr mater wythout tayl or heed & he is a compted for a fool / And many mocke them ther with / but who can gyue to his lesynge a conclusion / and prononce it without tatelyng lyke as it were wreton to fore hym / & that he can so blynde the pe¦ple / That his lesynge shal better be bileuid than the trou∣the / That is the man. What connyng is it to saye the trouth that is good to doo. How lawhe thise false subtyl shrewis that gyue counseyl to make thise lesynges. and sette them forth / And maken vnright goo aboue right / and make billes / and / sette in thynges that neuer were thought ne sayd / and teche men see thurgh their fyngres And alle for to wynne money / and late their tonges to hyre for to mayntene and strengthe their lesyngis alas neuewe this is an euyl connyng / of whiche. lyf. scathe & hurte may come ther of /

i Saye not but that otherwhyle men muste Iape / bourde and lye in smale thyngis / for who so sayth alway trouthe. be may not now goo nowher thurgh the world. ther ben many that playe placebo. who so alleway sayth trouth. shal fynde many lettyngis in his way. Men may wel lye whan it is nede / and after amende it

by counseyl / ffor alle trespaces / ther is mercy. Ther is no man so wyse / but he dooleth other whyle / Grymbert sa¦yde wel dere eme what thynge shal you lette. ye knowe al thyng at the narewest / ye shulde brynge me hastely in dotyng your resons passen my vnderstandyng / what ne∣de haue ye to shryue you / ye shulde your self by right be the preest / And lete me and other sheep come to you for to be shryuen / ye knowe the state of the world in suche wyse as noman may halte tofore you / Wyth suche ma∣ner talkynge they cam walkyng in to the court / The foxe sorowed somwhat in his herte / Neuertheles he bare it out and stryked forth thurgh alle the folke til he cam in to the place where the kynge hym self was / And grymbert was alway by the foxe and sayd eme be not a ferde. and make good chere / who that is hardy / thauen••ture helpeth hym / Oftymes one day is better than somty¦me an hole yere / the foxe saide / Neuew ye saye trouth•• god thanke you ye comforte me wel / And forth he w•••••• and lokyd grymly here & there as who saith / what wylle ye here come I / he sawe there many of his kynne stan∣dyng whiche yōned hym but lytyl good / as the otter beuer and other to the nombre of ·••x. whome I shal. name af∣terward / And somme were there that loued hym· The ffoxe cam in & fyl doun on his knees to fore the kyng and began his wordes and sayde·

How reynart the foxe excused hym bifore the kyn∣ge capitulo .xxviij^o.

gOd fro whom nothyng may be hyd / and aboue alle thyng is myghty saue my lord the kynge and my lady the quene and gyue hym grace to knowe who hath right and who hath wronge / For ther lyue ma¦ny in the world that seme otherwise outward than they be withīne / I wolde that god shewde openly euery mans mysdedes / and alle theyr trespaces stoden wreton in theyr forehedes / and it coste me more than I now saye / And that ye my lord the kynge knewe as moche as / I doo / how I dispose me bothe erly and late in your seruyse / And therfore am I complayned on of the euyl shrewyes and wyth lesynges am put out of your grace and consa∣yte and wold charge me thith grete offencis wythout de∣seruyng ayenst al right / Wherfore I crye out harowe on them that so falsely haue belyed me / and brought me in suche trouble / how be it I hope and knowe you bothe my lord and my lady for so wyse and discrete / that ye be not ledde nor bileue suche lesyngis ne false talis out of the right waye for ye haue not be woned so to doo / Ther∣fore dere lorde I biseche you to considre by your wysedom alle thynge by right and lawe / is it in deede or in· speche / do euery man right / I desire no better he that is gylty & ••••unde fawty late hym be punysshyd / men shal wel knowe ••r I departe out of this courte / who that I an / I cam not f••atre I wil allewey shewe openly my heed.

How the kynge answerd vpon reynarts excuse.

alle they that were in the palays weren alle stylle and wondred that the foxe spack so stoutly / the

〈◊〉〈◊〉 sayd•• / ••a reynart how wel can ye your falacye & salutacion d••on but your fayr word••s may not helpe you I thynke wel that ye shal this daye for your werkis be hanged by your necke / I wil not moche chyde wyth you But I shal shorte your payne / that ye loue vs wel / that haue ye wel shewde on the cony and on corbant the roeck your falsenes / and your false Inuencions shal without longe taryeng make you to deye / A pot may goo so lon¦ge to water / that at the laste it cometh to broken hoom / I thynke your potte that so ofte hath deceyued vs shal now hastly be broken / reynart was in grete fere of thise wordes· he wold wel. he had ben at coleyn / whan he cam thedyr / Thenne thought he I muste her thurgh / how that I doo my lorde the kynge seyd he / it were wel reson that ye herde my wordes alle out / thaugh I were dampned to the deth / yet ought ye to here my wordes out. I haue yet here to fore tyme gyuen to you many a good counseyl & prouffytable / And in nede alwey haue byden by yow whe••re other beestis haue wyked and goon theyr way / yf now the euyl beestis with false maters haue to fore you wyth wronge bely••d me / and I myght not come to myn excu∣se / ought I not thenne to playne / I haue to fore this se∣en that I shold be herde by fore another / yet myght thise thyngis wel chaunge and come in theyr olde state Ol∣de good dedes ought to be remembrid / I see here many of my lygnage and frend••s standyng that seme they sette now lytyl by me / Whiche neuertheles sholde sore de∣re in theyr hertes. that ye my lord the kynge sholde destro∣ye me wrongfully yf ye so dyde ye sholde destroye the

trewest seruaunt that ye haue in alle your landes / what wene ye syr kynge / hadde I know••n my self gylty in ony feat or broke. that I wold haue comen hether to the lawe emonge alle myne enemyes / Nay sixe nay / not for alle the world of rede gold / ffor I was fre and at large / What nede had I to do that / but god be thanked I knowe my self clere of alle mysdedes that I dar wel co∣me openly in the lyghte and to answere to alle the com∣playntes that ony man can saye on me / but whan grym¦bert brought me first thise tydyngis / tho was I not wel plesed but half fro my self that I lepe here and there as an vnwyse man / And had I not ben in the censures of the chyrche / I had wythout taryeng haue comen / but I wente dolynge on the heeth / and wist not what to doo for sorowe / And thenne / it happed that mertyne myn eme the ape mette wyth me. Whiche is wyser in clergie than somme preest. he hath ben aduocate for the bysshop of cameryk ix yere duryng. he sawe me in this grete sorow and heuynes. and saide to me / dere cosyn me thynketh ye ar not wel wyth your self / what eyleth yow. who hath dysplesyth yow. Thynge that thoucheth charge ought to be gyuen in knowleche to frendis. A triew frende is a grete helpe. he fyndeth ofte better counseyl than he that the charge resteth on. ffor who someuer is charged wyth maters is so heuy and acombred with them that ofte he can not begynne to fynde the remedye· ffor suche be so woo lyke as they had loste theyr Inwytte. I saide dere eme ye saye trouthe. For in lyke wyse is fallen to me. I am brought in to a grete heuynes vndeseruid and not

gylty / by one to whom I haue alway ben an herty and grete frende / that is the cony whiche cam to me yesterday in the morenyng where as I satte to fore my hows and sayd matyns / He tolde me he wolde goo to the court and salewed me frendly and I hym agayn / Tho sayd he to me / good reynard I am an hongred and am wery / haue ye ony mete. I saide ye ynowh come nere· Tho gaf I hym acopel of maynchettis with swete butter / It was vpon a wednesday on whiche day I am not wonte to ete ony flessh / And also I fasted by cause of this feste of whitsontyd whiche approuched / For who that wylle taste of the ouerest wysehede / and lyue goostly in kepyng the commandemts of our lord / he muste faste and make hym redy ayenst the hye festes / Et vos estote para•••• / dere eme I gaf hym fayr whyte breed with swete butter / wherwyth a man myght wel be easid that were moche hongry.

aNd whan he had eten his bely fulle / tho cam russel my yongest sone / and wold haue taken away that was lefte / For yonge chyldren wold alway fayne eten / And with that he tasted for to haue taken somwhat / the cony smote russel to fore his monthe that his teeth bledde / and fyl doun half a swoun / whan reynardyn myn eldest sone sawe that. he sprange to the cony and caught hym by the ••eed. and shold haue slayn hym. had I not reskowed hym I helpe hym that he wente from hym / and bete my chylde sore therfore. lapreel the cony ran to my lord the kyng and saide I wold haue murdred hym

See eme thus come I in the wordes / and I am leyde in the blame / And yet he complayneth and I playne not / After this cam corbant the rock fleyng wyth a sorou∣ful noyse / I asked what hym eyled. and he said alas my wyf is deed / yonder lyeth a dede hare full of mathes and wormes / & there she ete so moche therof. that the wormes haue byten a two her throte / I axed hym how cometh that by / he wold not speke a worde more but flewe his waye / And lete me stande· Now saith he that I haue byten & slayn her / how shold I come so nygh her / for she fleeth / & I goo a fote. beholde dere eme thus am I born an honde. I may saye wel that I am vnhappy / But parauenture it is for myn olde synnes / hit were good for me yf I cou¦de paciently suffre it. The ape saide to me / Neuew ye shal goo to the courte to fore the lordes and excuse yow / alas eme that may not be. ffor the archedeken hath put me in the popes curse / by cause I counseylled ysegrym the wulf for to leue his religyon at elmare & forsake his habyte / he complayned to me that he lyuyd so straytly as in longe fastyng and many thyngis redyng and syngyng that he coude not endure it· Yf he shold longe abyde there he shold deye. I had pyte of his complaynyng / And I helpe hym as a trewe frende that he cam oute. Whiche now me sore repenteth. for he laboureth al that he can ay¦enst me to the kynge for to do me behanged. thus doth he euyl for good. See eme thus am I at the ende of al my wyttes and of counseyl. For I muste goo to ro∣me for an absolucion. And thenne shal my wyf and chyldren suffre moche harme and blame. For thise euyl

bestis that hate me / shulle do to hem alle the hurte they maye & fordryue them wher they can / And I wold wel de∣fende hem yf I were fre of the curse / for thenne wold I goo to the court & excuse me / where now I dar not / I shold do grete synne yf I cam emonge the good peple / I am a∣ferde god sholde plaghe me. Nay cosyn be not af••rd· er I shold suffre you in this sorow I knowe the way to co∣me wel. I vnderstāde me on this werke. I am called ther mertyne the bisshops clerke. & am wel byknowen there. I shal do syte the archedeken & take a plee ayenst hym. and shal brynge with me for you an absolucion ayenst his wil / for I knowe there alle that is for to be doon or lefte there dwelleth symon myn eme whiche is grete & myghty ther. who that may gyue ought / he helpeth hym anon / ther is prentout· wayte scathe / & other / of my frendis & alyes Also I shal take sōme money with me •• yf I nede ony▪ the preyer is wyth yeftes hardy. wyth money alleway the right goth forth. A trewe frende shal for his frende auē¦ture both lyf & good / and so shal I for you in your right

cOsyn make good chere I shal not reste after to morow til I come to rome / & I shal solycyte you•• maters / And goo ye to the court as sone as ye may all your mysdedes / & tho synnes that haue brought you in the grete sētence & curse / I make you quyte of them & take them in my self / whan ye come to the court ye shal fynde there rukenawe my wyf / her two susters and my thre chyldren & many mo of our lignage / dere cosyn speke to

them hardely / my wyf his sondrely wyse / and wil gladly do somme what for her frendis / who that hath nede of helpe shal fynde on her grete frendship / one shal alway seke on his frendis / thaugh he haue angred them / for blood mu∣ste krepe / where it can not goo / And yf so be that ye be so ouer chargyd that ye may haue no right / thenne sende to me by nyght & day to the court of rome / & late me haue knowleche therof / and alle tho that ben in the lande is it kynge or quene / wyf or man I shall brynge them alle in the popes curse / & sende there an Inderdicte that noman shal rede ne syngen ne crystene chyldren / ne burye the deede ne receyue sacramente / tyl that ye shal haue good ryght / Cosyn this shal I wel gete / for the pope is so sore old that he is but lytil sette by / And the cardynal of pure gold hath alle the myght of the court / he is yonge & grete of frendis he hath a concubyne / whom he moche loueth / And what she desyreth that geteth she anone / see cosyn / she is myn nece / & I am grete and may doo moche with her in suche wyse / what I desyre / I faylle not of it / but am alway furtherd therin / wherfore cosyn byd my lord the kyng that he doo you right / I wote wel he wil not warne you / for the right is heuy ynough to euery man / my lord the kyng whan I herde this I lawhed / & wyth grete gladnes cam he ther & haue told you all e trouthe / yf ther be ony in this court that can leye on me ony other mater wyth good witnesse & preue it as ought to be to a noble man / late me thēne make amēdes acordyng to the lawe / & yf he wil not leue of herbi / thēne sette me day & feld & I shal make good on hym also ferre as he be of as good birthe as i am & to

me lyke / & who that can wyth fyghtyng gete the worship of the felde / late hym haue it / this right hath standen yet hetherto. And I wil not it sholde be broken by me. the la∣we & right doth noman wrong / alle the beestis both poure & riche were alle stylle whan the foxe spak so stoutly / the cony laprel and the wek were so sore aferde that they durste not sp••ke· but pyked & stryked them out of the court bothe two. & whan they were a wom fer in the play ne they saide. god graunte that this felle murderare may fare euyl. he can bywrappe & couere his falshede. that his wordes seme as trewe as the gospel herof knoweth no∣man than we. how shold we brynge wytnesse. it is be••ter that we wyke & departe· than we sholde holde a felde and fyghte with hym· he is so shrewde. ye thaugh ther of vs were fyue we coude not defende vs. but that he shold s••e vs alle.

isegrym the wulf & bruyn the bere / were wo o in h••m self whan they sawe thise tweyne rume the cour•• The kinge sayde / yf ony man wil complayne late h••m come forth / and we shal here hym· yesterday cam••n 〈◊〉〈◊〉 so many where ben they now Reynart is here / The fo•••• saide. my lord ther ben many that complayne / that and yf they sawe their aduersarye they wold be stylle and make no playnte / witnes now of laprel the cony and Corbant the wek / whiche haue complayned on m•• to yow in my absence / but now that I am comen in your presence they flee away / And dar not abyde by theyr wor∣des / yf men shold byleue false shrewes / it shold do moche harme & hurte to the good men / as for me it skylleth not

Neuertheles my lord yf they had by your commandeent axed of me forgyfnes / how be it they haue gretly trespa∣ced / yet I had for your sake pardoned & forgyue them / for I wil not be out of charyte / ne hate ne complayne on my∣ne enemyes / but I sette alle thyng in goddes hand he shal werke and auenge it as it plesyth hym.

tHe kynge sayde reynart / me thynketh ye be gre∣uyd as ye saye / ar ye withinforth as ye seme out∣ward / Nay it is not so cleer ne so open nowher nyghe / as ye here haue shewed / I muste saye what my gryef is / whi∣che towcheth your worship & lyf / that is to wete / that ye haue don a foule & shameful trespaas / whan I had pardon∣ned you alle your offencis and trespacis / and ye promy∣sed to goo ouer the see on pylgremage / And gaf to you male & staf / And after this ye sente me by bellyn the rā∣me the male agayn & theryn Kywarts heed / how iuyght ye do amore reprouable trespaas / how were ye so hardy to dore to me doo suche a shame / is it not enyl don to sende to a lorde / his seruaūts heed / ye can not saye nay here agaynst for bellyn the ram whiche was our chapelayn tolde vs al the mater how it happed / suche reward as he had whan he brought vs the message / the same shal ye haue or right shal faylle / tho was reynart fo sore aferd that he wist not what to saye / he was at his wittes ēde / & loked aboute hym pytously & sawe many of his kyn & alyes that herde alle this but nought they saide / he was al pale in his visage but nomā proferd hym hand ne fote to helpe hym / the kīge said thou subtyl felaw & fals shrewe why spekest thou not

now dombe / The foxe stode in grete drede and syghed sore that alle herde hym / But the wulf and the bere were glad herof.

How dame rukenawe answerd for the foxe to the kynge. capitulo xxix^o.

dAme rukenawe the she ape reynarts aunte was not wel plesyd / She was grete wyth the quene and wel belouyd / hit happed wel for the foxe that she was there. ffor she vnderstood alle wysedom / And she durste wel speke / where as it to doo was / where euer she cam eue∣rich was glad of her / she sayde my lord the kyng ye ought not to be angry whan ye sytte in Iugement / ffor that be∣cometh not your noblesse· A man that sytteth in Iuge∣ment ought to put fro hym alle wrath and angre A lo••¦de ought to haue dyscrescion that shold sytte in Iust••se I knowe better the poyntes of the lawe / than sōme that were furryd gownes / ffor I haue lerned many of them •• was made cōnyng in the lawe / I had in the popes pala•••• of woerden a good bedde of heye / where other beestes 〈◊〉〈◊〉 on the harde groūde & also whan I had there to doo / I was suffred to speke / and was herd to fore another / by cause I knewe so wel the lawe / Seneca wryteth that a lorde shal oueral doo right & lawe / he shal charge none to whom he hath gyuen his saufgarde to aboue the right & lawe the lawe ought not to halte for noman / And euery man that stondeth here wolde wel bethynke hym what he hath doon and bydryuen in his dayes he shold the better haue pacience and pyte on Reynart / late euery man knowe hym self / that is my coūseyl / ther is none that stōdeth so

surely, but otherwhyle he falleth or slydeth / who that ne∣uer mysdede ne synned, is holy and good and hath no ne∣de to amende hym / whan a man doth amys, and thenne by coūseyl amendeth it / that is humaynly / and so ought he to doo / but alway to mys do & trespace / and not to amē∣de hym / that ys euyl and a deuely lyf / Merke thenne what is wreton in the gospel Estote misericordes / be ye mer∣cyful yet standeth ther more / Nolite iudicare / et non iudi∣ca bimini / deme ye noman / & ye shal not be demed / Ther standeth also how the pharisees brought awoman taken in aduoultrye & wold haue stoned her to deth / they axed our lord what he said therto / he said who of yow alle is withoute synne / late hym caste the fyrst stone / tho abode noman but lefte her there stondyng

mE thynketh it is so hyere / ther be many that see a strawe in an others ye / that can not see a bal∣ke in his owne / ther be many that deme other / and hym self is worst of alle / thaugh one falle ofte / and at laste aryseth vp & cometh to mercy / he is not therof dampned God receyueth alle them that desyre hys mercy late no∣man condampne another / though they wyste that he had don amys / yet late them see theyr owne defawtes / & then∣ne may they them self correcte fyrst / and thenne reynert my cosyn shold not fare the werse for his fadre & his gra∣unfadre / haue alway ben in more loue & reputatōn in this court than Isegrym the wulf or bruyn the bere with al theyr frendis and lignage / hit hath ben here to fore an vnlyke comparison / the wysedom of Reynart my cosyn / &

the honour and worsship of hym that he hath doon and the counseyl of them / ffor they knowe not how the world gooth / me thynketh this court is al torned vp so doon / Thise false shrewes flater••••s and deceyuours ari••e and wexe grete by the lordes and ben enhanused vp / And the good triewe and wyse ben put doun / For they haue ben woned to counseylle truly and for thonour of the kyng I can not see how this may stonde longe / Thenne said the kynge / dame yf he had don to yow suche trespaas as he hath don to other it shold repente yow. Is it wonder that I hate hym / he breketh alway my saufgarde / haue ••e not herde the complayntes that here haue ben shewde of hym of murdre / of theefte / And of treson haue ye such•• trust in hym / Thynke ye that he is thus good & cl•••••• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ne sette hym vp on the awter & worshipe & praye to 〈◊〉〈◊〉 as to asaynte / But ther is none in alle the word 〈◊〉〈◊〉 can saye ony good of hym / ye maye saye moche f•••• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 but in thende ye shal fynde hym al nought / he hath 〈◊〉〈◊〉 kyn ne wyn ne frende that wylle enterprise to helpe 〈◊〉〈◊〉 he hath so deseruyd / I haue grete meruaylle of yow / I 〈◊〉〈◊〉 neuer of none that hath felawsshippid with hym that euer thāked hym or saide ony good of hym / sauf you now but alway he hath stryked hem with his tayl / the she 〈…〉〈…〉 suerd & said / my lord I loue hym & haue hym in 〈…〉〈…〉 erte / And also I knowe a good dede that he ones in 〈◊〉〈◊〉 presēce dyde / Wherof ye coude hym grete thāke though now it be thus torned / yet shal the heuyest / weye most•• •• a man shal loue his frende by mesure / and not his enem••e ••ate onermoche / stedfastnes & constaūce is syttyng & behoueth

to the lordes. how someuer the world torneth. Me ought not preyse to moche the daye. tyl euen be come. good counseyl is good for hym that wil doo ther after.

A parable of aman that delyuerd a serpent frō peryl of deth. capitulo xxx^o.

nOw two yere passid cam a man and a serpent-here in to this court for to haue Iugement. whi∣che was to yow and youres right doubteful. The serpent stode in an hedche where as he supposed to haue gon tho¦rugh / but he was caught in a snare by the necke. that he myght not escape without helpe but shuld haue lost his lyf there. the man cam forth by. & the serpente called to hym and cryde. and prayd the man that he wolde helpe hym out of the snare. or ellis he muste there dye:

tHe man had pyte of hym and saide / yf thou pro∣myse to me that thou wilt not enuenyme me ne do me none harme ne hurte I shal helpe the out of this peryl / The serpente was redy and swore a grete othe that he now ne neuer sholde doo hym harme ne hurte· Then∣ne he vnlosed hym and delyuerd hym out of the snare / And wente forth to gydre a good whyle / that the serpen∣te had grete hongre for he had not eten a grete while to fore. and sterte to the man and wold haue slayn hym. the man sterte awaye and was a ferde and said / wilte thou now sle me / hast thou forgoten the oth that thou madest to me that thou sholdest not mysdoo ne hurte me

The serpent answerd I maye doo it good / to fore al the world that I doo / the nede of hongte may cause a man to breke his oth / The man saide yf it may be not bettre / gyue me so longe respyte tyl we mete and fynde that may Iuge the mater by right / The serpente graunted therto / thus they wente to gydre so longe that they fonde tyselyn the rauen / And slyndpere his sone / there reher∣sed they theyr resons / Tiselyn the rauen Iuged anon that he shold ete the man / he wolde fayn haue eten his parte and his sone also / The serpent said to the man how is it now / what thynke ye haue I not wonne / The man saide / how sholde a robber Iuge this he shold haue a uayle therby / & also he is allone / ther muste be two or thre atte leste to gydre and that they vnderstande the right & lawe and that don / late the sentence gon / I am neue••∣theles yl on ynough / They a greed and wente forth bo∣the to gydre so longe that they fonde the beer & the wulf to whom they tolde theyr mater / And they anon Iuged that the serpent shold sle the man / For the nede of hon∣gre breketh oth alway / the man thenne was in grete doubte & fere / and the serpent cam and cast his venym at hym / but the man lepe a way from hym with grete pa∣yne / And said ye doo grete wronge that ye thus lye in a wayte to slee me / ye haue no right therto / The serpent sa••yde / Is it not ynough yet / hit hath ben twyes Iuged / ye sa∣yd the man that is of them that ben wonde to murdr•• and robbe / Alle that euer they swere and promyse th••y holde not / but I appele this mater in to the court to fore our lord the kyng / And that thou mayst not forsake /

And what Iugement that shal be gyuen there / I shal obeye and suffre / and neuer doo the contrarye.

tHe bere and the wulf sayden that it sbold be so / And that the serpent desired no better / They sup¦posed yf it shold come to fore yow / It shold goo there as they wolde. I trowe ye be wel remembrid herof· Tho cam they alle to the court to fore yow / And the wulues two chyldren cam with theyr fader. Whiche were callyd empty bely and neuer full / by cause they wold ete of the man. ffor they howlyd for grete hongre wherfore ye commaunded them to auoyde your court / The man stode in grete drede / And called vpon your good grace and tolde how the serpente wolde haue taken his lyf from hym to whom he had sauyd his lyf and that aboue his oth & promyse he wold haue deuoured hym / The serpente an∣swerd I haue not trespaced / And that I reporte me ho∣olly vn the kyng / For I dyde it to saue my lyf / ffor ne∣de of lyf / one may breke his oth and promyse / My lord that tyme were ye and alle your counseyl here wyth a∣combryd For your noble grace sawe the grete sorow of the man / And ye wold not that the man shold for his gentilnes and kyndenes be Iuged to deth / And on that other sith hongre and nede to saue the lyf seketh narowly to be holpen / hier was none in al the court that coude ne knewe the right hierof / Ther were somme that wolde fayn the man had be holpen / I see them hier ston∣dyng / I wote wel they sayde that they coude not ende this mater / Thenne commanded ye that reynard my neuew

shold come and saye his aduy•• in this mater / that tym•• was he aboue alle other byleuyd and herd in the court / And ye bad hym gyue sentence acordyng to the best right / and we alle shal folowe hym / For he knewe the grounde of the lawe / reynard said my lord / it is not possyble te yeue a trewe sentence after theyr wordes / for in here sayeng ben ofte lesynges / But and yf I myght see the serpent in the same paryl and nede that he was in whan the man loosed hym and vnbonde / Thenne wys••e I wel what I shold saye / And who that wolde doo otherwise he shold mysdoo agayn right / Thenne sayd ye my lord reynard that is wel said we alle· ••corde herto / ffor noman can saye better / Thenne wente the man and the serpent in to the place wher as he fonde the serpente Reynart bad that the serpent shold be sette in the snare in lyke wyse as he was / And it was don / Thenne sayd ye my lord / reynart how thynketh yow now / what Iuge¦ment shal we gyue. Thenne said reynart the f••••e. My lord now ben they bothe lyke as they were to 〈◊〉〈◊〉▪ they haue neyther wonne ne loste See my lord how I Iuge for a right also ferre as it shal plese your noble grace▪ yf the man wil now lose and vnbynde the serpent vpon the promyse and oth. that he to fore made to hym, he may wel doo it. But yf he thynke that he for ony thyng shold be emcombryd or hyndred by the serpent. or for nede of hongre wold breke his oth and promyse. Thenne Iuge I that the man may goo frely where he wyl. and late the serpēte abyde stylle boūden. lyke as he myght haue don at the begynnyng. fforhe wold have broken his oth and

promyse / where as he helpe hym out of suche fereful peryl / Thus thynketh me a ryghtful Iugement that the man shal haue his fre choys / lyke as he to fore hadde.

lO my lord this Iugement thougt yow good / and alle your counseyl whiche at that tyme were by you / and folewed the same / And preysed reynardis wysedom that he had made the man quyte and free / Thus the foxe wysely kepte your noble honour and worship / as a triewe seruaunt is bounde to doo to his lord / wher hath the beer or the wulf don euer to yow so moche worship They conne wel huylen and blasen stele and robbe / and ete fatte morfellis and fylle theyr belyes / And thenne Iuge they for right and lawe that smale theuis that ste¦le hennys and chekyns shold be hanged / But they hem¦self that stelen kyen oxen and horses / they shal goo quyte and be lordes / And seme as though they were wyser than salamon / Auycene or aristotiles / And eche wil be ••olden hye proud / and preised of grete dedes and hardy But and they come where as it is to doo / they ben the firste that flee / Thenne muste the symple goo forth to fore / And they kepe the rereward behynde / Och my lorde these and other lyke to them be not wyse / but they destro∣ye towne. castel. lande and peple. They retche not whos hows brenneth. so that they may warme them by the coles They seke alle theyr owne auayll & synguler proffyte / But Reynart the foxe and alle his frendis & lygnage sorowen and thynke to preferre the honour worship. for∣deel and proffyte of theyr lord. and for wise counseyl

whiche ofte more prouffyteth here than pryde and boost / This doth reynard / thaugh he haue no thanke / Atte longe it shall be wel knowen / who is beste and doth mo∣ste prouffyt / My lord ye saye / that his kynne and ligna¦ge drawe al afterward from hym / and stonde not by hym / for his falshede and deceyuable & subtyl touchis / I wolde an other had sayde that / ther sholde thenne suche wrake be taken therof / that hym myght growle that euer he sawe hym / But my lorde we wyl forbere you / ye maye saye your playsir / and also I saye it not by yow / Were ther ony that wolde bedryue ony thyng ayenst yow with wordes or with werkes / hym wold we soo doo to / that m••n shold saye we had ben there / Ther as fyghtyng is we ben not woned to be aferd· My lorde by your leue I may wel gyue you knoweleche of reynardis frendis and kynne. ther ben many of them that for his sake and loue wille auenture lyf and good. I know my self for one. I am a wyf. I shold yf he had nede sette my lyf and good for hym also I haue thre ful wa••••n childr••n which ben hardy and stronge / whom I wold alle to gydr•• auenture for his loue. rather than I shold see hym de∣stroyed / yet had I leuer dye than I sawe them myscarye to fore myn eyen. so wel loue I hym.

Whiche ben frendes and kynne vnto Reynard the foxe. capitulo xxxj^o.

tHe fyrste chylde is named byteluys. whiche is moche cherysshyd and can make moche sporte &

game / wherfore is gyuen to hym the fatte trenchours and moche other good mete whiche cometh wel to prouffyt of fulrompe hys brother / and also my thyrde chylde is a doughter and is named hatenette / she can wel pyke out lyse and netis out of mens heedis / thise thre ben to eche other tryewe / wherfor I loue them wel / dame rukenawe called hem forth and sayde / welcome my dere chyldren to me forth and stande by reynard your dere neuew / Then∣ne sayd she / Come forth alle ye that ben of my kynne & reynarts / and late us praye the kynge that he wille doo to reynart ryght of the lande / Tho cam forth many a b••est anon / as the squyrel / the musehont / the fychews / the martron / the beuer wyth his wyf ordegale / the genete / the ostrole / the boussyng / and the fyret / thyse tweyne ete as fayne polayl as doth reynart / The oter and pantecro∣et his wyf whom I had almoste forgoten / yet were they to fore wyth the beuer enemyes to the foxe / but they durst not gaynsaye dame rukenawe / for they were aferd of her She was also the wysest of al his kynne of counseyl & was moste doubted / Ther cam also mo than xx other by cause of her for to stande by Rynard / Ther cam also da∣me atrote with her ij sustres / the wesel / and hermell the asse. the backe / The watreratte and many moo to the nombre of xl / whiche alle camen and stoden by reynard the foxe /

mY lord the kyng saide rukenanwe come and see hier yf reynart haue ony frendis / here may ye see / we ben your trewe subgettis whiche ffor yow wold

auenture both lyf and good yf ye had nede / Though ye be hardy myghty and stronge / Oure welwyllyd frēdship can not hurte you / late reynard the foxe wel bethynke hym vpon thise maters that ye haue leyd ayenst hym / And yf he can not excuse hym / thenne doo hym right we desire no better / And this by right ought to noman be warned / The quene thenne spack. this saide I to hym ye∣sterday / But he was so fyers and angry that he wold not here it. the lupaerd saide also. Syre ye may Iuge no ferther than your men gyue theyr verdyte. ffor yf ye wold goo forth by wyl and myghte that were not worshipful ffor your estate here allewaye bothe partyes and th••nne by the beste & wysest counseyl gyue Iugement discretly acordyng to the beste right. the kynge saide. this is al trewe· but I was so sore meuyd whan I was enformed of kywarts deth and sawe his heed. that I was hoot and hasty. I shal here the foxe. can he answere and excuse hym of that is leyd ayenst hym. I shal gladly late hym goo quyte. And also atte requeste of his good frendis and kynne. Reynart was glad of thise wordis. and though•••• god thanke myn aunte· She hath the rys doo blosme a∣agayn· She hath wel holpen me forth now. I have now a good foot to daunse on. I shall now loke out of myne eyen. And brynge forth the fayrest lesyngis that euer man herde. and brynge my self out of this daunger.

How the foxe wyth subtylte excused hym for the deth of kywart the hare and of alle other maters that were leyde ayenst hym and how wyth fflateryng

gate agayn his pres of the kynge. capitulo xxxij^o.

thenne spak reynart the foxe and saide / Alas what saye ye is kywart deed / and where is bellyn the ramme / what brought he to yow / whan he cam agayn / ffor I delyuerd to hym thre iewellis / I wold fayn knowe where they ben be comen / That one of hem shold he haue gyuen to yow my lord the kyng / And the other ij to my lady the quene / The kynge saide / bellyn brought vs nought ellis but kywarts heed / lyke as I saide you to fore / wherof I toke on hym wrake / I made hym to lose his lyf / ffor the foule kaytyf said to me / that he hym self was of the counseyl of the lettres makyng that were in the male / Alas my lord is this very trouthe / woo to me kaytyf that euer I was born sith that thise good Iewellis be thus lost myn herte wil breke for so∣rowe / I am sory that I now lyue / what shal my wyf saie whan she hereth herof / she shal goo out of her wytte for sorow / I shal neuer also longe as I lyue haue her frendship she shal make moche sorowe whan she hereth the¦rof / The she ape saide Reynard dere neuew / what prouf∣fyteth that ye make al this sorowe late it passe / And tel¦le vs what thise Iewellis were / parauenture we shalle fynde counseyl to haue them agayn yf they be aboue erthe Mayster akeryn shal laboure for them in his bookis / and also we shal curse for them in alle chirchys vnto the ty∣me that we haue knowleche wher they been / They maye not be loste / Nay aunte thynke not that / ffor they that

haue them wyl not lightly departe fro them. ther was ne¦uer kynge that euer gaf so riche Iewellis as thise be / Ne¦uertheles ye haue somwhat wyth your wordes easyd myn herte and made it lighter than it was / Alas loo here ye may see how he or they to whōme a man trusteth moost is ofte by hym or them deceyuyd / thaugh I shold goo al the world thorugh & my lyf in auenture sette therfore / I shal wyte wher thise Iewellis ben becomen.

wYth a dissymylyd & sorouful speche saide the fo••e herken ye alle my kynne and frendyes / I shal na∣me to yow / thise Iewellis what they were / And thenne may ye saye that I haue a grete losse / that one of them was a rynge of fyn gold / and within the rynge neyt the fyngre were wreton lettres enameld with sable and asure and ther were thre hebrews names therin / I coude not my self rede ne spelle them / for I vnderstonde not that langage / but maister a••••ion of tryer he is a wyse man he vnderstandeth wel al maner of langages & the vertue of al maner herbes / and ther is no beest so fiers ne strōge but he can dompte hym / for yf he see hym ones he shal doo as hee wyl / And yet he bileueth not on god / He is a Iewe / The wysest in connyng and specially he knoweth the vertue of stones. I shewde hym ones this rynge / he saide that they were tho thre names that seth brought out of paradys whan he brought to his fadre Adam the oyle of mercy / And who someuer bereth on hym thise thre names / he shal neuer be hurte by thondre ne lyghtnyng ••ne no witchecraft shal haue power ouer hym

ne be tempted to doo synne. And also he shal neu••r take harm by colde / thaugh he laye thre wynters lōge nyghtis in the feelde / thaugh it snowed stormed or frore neuer so sore / so grete myght haue thise wordes / wytnes of maister abrion / withought forth on the rynge stode a stone of thre maner colours / the one part was lyke rede cristalle / and shoon lyke as fyre had ben therin / in suche wyse that yf one wold goo by nyght / hym behoued non other lighte for the shynyng of the stone made & gaf as grete a light as it had ben mydday / That other parte of the stone was whyte and clere as it had ben burnysshid / Who so had in his eyen ony smarte or sorenes / or in his body ony swel∣lyng / or heed ache / or ony sykenes withoutforth yf he stry∣••••ed this stone on the place wher the gryef is / he shal anon be hole / or yf ony man be seke in his body of venym / or ylle mete in his stomack / of colyk / stranguyllyon / stone / fystel or kanker or ony other sekenes / sauf only the very deth late hym leye this stone in a litle watre / And late hym drynke it / & he shal forthwyth be hole & al quyte of his seknessis / Alas said the foxe we haue good cause to be sory to lese suche a Iewel / fforthermore the thirde colour was grene lyke glas / But ther were somme sprynklis therin lyke purpure / the maister told for trouthe / that who that bare this stone vpon hym shold neuer be hurte of his enemye / & that noman were he neuer so strōge & hardy that myght mys doo hym / & where euer that he fought he shold haue vyctorye were it by nyght or by daye also ferre as he behelde it fastyng / & also therto where someuer he wente & in what felawship / he shold be bylouyd / though they hadde

hated hym to fore / yf he had the ring vpon hym / they shold forgete theyr angre as sone as they sawe hym / Also though he were al naked in a felde agayn an hondred armed men / he shold he wel herted & escape fro them with worship / but he muste be a noble gentle man / and haue no chorles condicions / ffor thenne the stone had no / myght & by cause this stone was so precious & good / I thought in my self that I was not a ble n•• worthy to bere it / and ther•• fore i sente it to my dere lord the kyng / for i knowe hym for the most noble that now lyueth / & also alle our welfare & worship lyeth on hym / and for he shold be kep•••• fro alle drede nede and vngheluck.

i Fonde this rynge in my fadres tresour / and in the same place I toke a glasse or a mirrour & a combe whiche my wyf wold algates haue / a man myght wondr•• that sawe thise Iewellis / I sente thyse to my lady the quene / for I haue founden her good & gracious to me / this Combe myght not be to moche preysed / Hit was made of the bone of a clene noble beest named Panthera / whiche fedeth hym bytwene the grete Iude and erthly paradyse / he is so lusty fayr & of colour / that ther is no co∣lour vnder the heuen / but somme lyknes is in hym therto he smelleth so swete / that the sauour of hym boteth alle syknessis & for his beaute and swete smellyng all other beestis folowe hym / for by his swete sauour they ben heled of alle syknessis / this panthera hath a fair boon brode & thynne / whan so is that this beefte is slayn al the swete odour restid in the bone whiche can not be brokē ne shal nen

rote ne be destroyed by fyre / by water / ne by smytyng / hit is so hard tyht & faste / and yet it is lyght of weyght / The swete odour of it hath grete myght / that who that smelleth it sette nought by none other luste in the world and is easyd & quyte of alle maner diseases & Infirmy∣tes / And also he is ioconde & glad in his herte / this combe is polysshid as it were fyne syluer / and the teeth of it ben smal and straite / And bytwen the gretter teeth & the smaller is a large felde and space where is coruen ma∣ny an ymage subtlly made & enameld aboute with fyn gold / the felde is checked with sable & siluer / enameld with cybore & asure / And ther in is thistorye how venus Iuno and pallas strof for thapple of gold / whiche eche of them wold haue had / whiche contrauersye was sette vpon parys / that he shold gyue it to the fayrest of them thre.

••Arys was that tyme an herde man and kepte his faders beestis & sheep without troye / whan he had resceyuid thapple / Iuno promysyd to hym yf he wolde Iuge that she myght haue thapple / he shold haue the moste r••chesse of the world / pallas said yf she myght haue thapple she wold gyue hym wysedom & strengthe & make hym so gret•• a lorde that he shold ouercome alle his enemyes / & whom he wold / venus saide what nedest thou richesse or strēg the / art not thou pryamus sone / and hector is thy brother whiche haue al asye vnder their power / art not thou one of the possessours of grete troye / yf thou wylt gyue to me thapple i shal gyue the the richest tresour of the world & that shal be the fayrest womā that euer had lyf on erthe / ne ne∣uer shal none be born fairer thā she / thēne shal thou be richer

than riche / And shal clymme aboue al other / ffor that is the tresour that noman can preyse ynough / for honest / fair and good women can put a way many a sorow fro the herte / they be shamefast & wyse / and brynge a man in very Ioye and blysse / Parys herde th••s venus whiche presen∣ted hym this grete Ioye & fayr lady & prayd her to name this fayr lady / that was so fair & where she was / venus said•• it is helene kynge mencla•••• wyf of grece / ther ly∣ueth not anobler. rich••r. gentiller. ne wyser wyf in al the world / Thenne parys gaf to her thapple and said that she was fayreft / how that he gate afterward helene by the hel∣p•• of venus and how he brought her in to troye & wedded her / the grete loue and ioly lyf that they had to gyd••e / was al coruen in the felde euery thyng by hym self / and the storye wreton.

nOw ye shal here of the mirrour / the glas that sto∣de theron was of suche vertu that men myght see therin / all that was don within a myle / of men of beestis & of al thynge that me wold desire to wyte & knowe / and what man loked in the glasse had he ony dissease / of ••rie-kyng or motes / smarte or perles in his eyen he shold be anon heled of it / Suche grete vertue had the glas is it thenne wondee yf I be meuyd and angry for to lose su∣che maner Iewellis. The tree in whiche this glas stode was lyght & faste and was named cetyne / hit sholde en∣dure euer er it wold rote or wormes shold hurte it / and therfore kynge salamō seelyd his temple wyth the same wode withynforth / Men preysed it derrer than fyn gold hit is like to tre of helenus / of whiche wode kynge

Crompart made his hors of tree for loue of kynge mor∣cadigas doughter that was so fayr / whom he had wende for to haue wonne / That hor•• was so made within / that wo so∣m••uer rode on hit yf he wolde / he shold be within lesse than on hour / an hondred myle thens / And that was wel preuyd ffor cleomedes the kynges sone wolde not byleue that / That hors of tree had suche myght and vertue / He was yonge / lusty and hardy / And desyred to doo grete dedes of prys for to be renomed in this world / And leep on this hors of tree / Crompart torned a pynne that stode on his brest / And anon the horse lyfte hym vp and wente out of the halle by the wyndowe and er one myght saye his pater noster / He was goon more ten myle waye cleomedes was sore aferd & supposed neuer to haue torned agayn / as thistorye therof telleth more playnly / but how grete drede he had / & how ferre that he rood vpon that horse made of the tree of hebenus er he coude knowe the arte & crafte how he shold torne hym / and how Ioyeful he was whan he knewe it / & how men sorowed for hym / and how he knewe alle this and the ioye therof whan he cam agayn al this I passe ouer for losyng of tyme / but the moste parte of alle cam to by the vertue of the wode / of whiche wode the tree that the glas stode in was made / and that was without forth of the glas half a foot brood / wherin stode sōme strāge hystoryes whiche were of gold / of sable of siluer / of yelow / asure & cynope / thyse sixe colowrs were therin wrought in suche wise as it behoued / & vnder euery hystorye the wordes were grauē & enameld that euery mā myght vnderstāde what eche historye was / After my

Iugement ther was neuer myrour so costly so lustly n•• so playsaunt / in the begynnyng stode there an horse made fatte stronge & sore enuyous vpon an herte whiche ran in the feeld so ferre & swyftly that the hors was angry that he ran so ferre to fore hym· and coude not ouertake hym· he thought he shold cacche hym & subdue hym. though he shold suffre moche payne therfore. the horse spack tho to a herdeman in this wyse. yf thou cowdest taken an herte that I wel can shewe the / thou sholdest haue grete prouffyt therof. thou sholdest selle dere his hornes his skyn & his flesshe. the herdeman sayd how may I come by hym. the hors saide sytte vpon me. & I shall bere the and we shal hunte hym til he be take· The herdeman sprange & satte vpon the hors & sawe the herte and he rode after but the herte was lyght of foot & swyft. & out ran the hors ferre they honted so ferre after hym that the horse was we••y and said to the herdeman that satte on hym. now sytte of I wil reste me / I am al wery. and gyue me leue to goo fro the. The herdeman saide I haue arested the th••w mayst not escape fro me· I haue a brydle on thy hede and sporis on my heles thou shalt neuer haue thanke herof / I shal byd wynge & subdue the haddest thou sworn the con¦trarye. see how the horse brought hym self in thraldem & was taken in his owne nette. how may one better be taken than by his owne propre enuye suffre hym self to betaken & riden· ther ben many that laboure to hurte other· & they them seluen ben hurt and rewarded with the same

tHer was also made an asse & an hoūd / whiche dwelled bothe with a riche man / The man louyd his hound

wel / ffor he pleyde ofte with hym as folke doo with houn∣dis / the hound leep vp and pleyd with his tayl / And lyckyd his maister aboute the mouth / this sawe bowdwyn the asse / and had grete spyte therof in his herte / and said to hym self / how may this be and what may my lorde see on this fowle hound / whom I neuer see doth good ne prof∣fyt / sauf spryngeth on hym and kysseth hym / But me whom men putten to laboure / to bere & drawe / and doo more in a weke than he wyth his xv shold doo in a hole yere and yet sytteth he neuertheles by hym at the table / and there ••teth bones flessh and fatte trenchours / And I haue nothyng but thystles and nettles / And lye on nyghtes on the harde erthe and suffre many ascorn / I wyl no len∣ger suffre this / I wylle thynke how I may gete my lordes loue and frendship lyke as the hounde doth / Therwyth cam the lorde / And the asse lyft vp his tayl and sprang with his fore feet on the lordes sholdres / And ble••ed grennyd and songe and with his feet made two grete bules aboute his eres / And put forth his mouth and wolde haue kyssed the lordes mouth as he had seen the hound doon / Tho cryde the lorde sore aferde help / help / this asse wil slee me / Thenne cam his seruauntis with good stauis and smyten and bete the asse so sore that he had wende he shold haue loste his lyf / Tho retorned he to his stable and ete thistles & nettles and was an asse as he to fore was. In lyke wyse who so haue enuye and spyte of an others welfare / and were seruyd in lyke wyse / it shold be wel behoefful / Therfor it is concluded that the asse shal ete thistelis & netteles and bere the sacke / though

men wold doo hym worship he can not vnderstonde it / but must vse olde lewde maners / Where as asses geten lordshippis / there men see selde good rewle / For they take hede of nothyng but on theyr synguler prouffyt / yet ben they take up and rysen grete / the more pyte is /

hErken ferther how my fad••e and tybert the catte wende to gydre / and had sworn by theyr trouthe that for loue ne hate they shold not departe. And what they gate / they shold departe to eche the half / Thenne on atyme they sawe hunters comyng ouer the felde with many houndes / They leep and ronne faste fro them wa••d al that they myghte as they that were aferd of they: lyf / Tybert said the foxe whyther shal we now best flee / the hunters haue espyed vs / knowe ye ony helpe my fadre trusted on the promyse that eche made to other / And that he wolde for no nede departe fro hym / Tybert said ••e / I haue a sack ful of wyles yf we haue nede / as ferre as we abyde to gydre we nede not to doubte hunters ne hoū∣des / Tybert bigan to syghe and was sore aferd / And saide / Reynart what auayllen many wordes / I knowe but one wyle. and theder must I too. And tho clamme he vpon on hye tree in to the toppe vnder the leuys / Where as hunter ne hounde myght doo hym non harme· And lefte my fadre allone in Ieoparde of his lyf. ffor the hū∣ters sette on hym the houndes alle that they coude / Men blewe the hornes and cryed & halowed the foxe / Sle•• & take. Whan tybert the catte sawe that. he mocked and

s••orned my fadre and said what reynart cosyn vnbynde now your sakke wher al the wylis ben in / it is now tyme ye be so wyse called / helpe your self / ffor ye haue nede / this mocke muste my fadre here of hym to whom he had most his trust on / And was almoste taken and nygh his deth and he ranne and fledde wyth grete fere of his lyf and lete his male slyde of by cause he wold be the lighter / yet al that coude not helpe hym for the houndes were to swyft and shold haue byten hym / But he had one auenture that ther by he fond an old hole / wherin he crepte / and escaped thus the honters and houndes / Thus helde this false deceyuer tibaert his sykernes that he had promysed / Alas how many ben there now a dayes that kepe not theyr promyse / and sette not therby though they breke it / And though I hate tybaert herfore / is it wonder ••ut I doo not sikerly / I loue my sowle to wel therto / Neuertheles yf I sawe hym in auenture and mysfalle in his body or in his goodes / I trowe hit shold not mo∣che goo to my herte so that another dyde it / Neuertheles I shal neyther hate hym ne haue / enuye at hym / I shal ffor goddes loue forgyue hym yet is it not so clere out of myn herte / but a lytyl ylle wylle to hym ward abideth therin as this cometh to my remembraunce / And the cause is that the sensualyte of my flessh fyghteth ayenst reson.

tHer stode also in that myrrour of the wulf / how he fonde ones vpon an heth a dede hors flayn· but al the flessh was eten thenne wente he and bote grete

morsellis of the bones that for hungre he toke thre or iiij attones and swolowed them in / ffor he was so gredy that one of the bones stack thwart in his mouth / Wherof he had grete payne / And was in grete fere of his lyf / He soughte al aboute for wyse maisters and surgyens and promysed grete yeftis for to be heled of his disease / Atte laste whan he coude nowher fynde remedye he cam to the crane wyth his louge necke and bille / and prayde hym to helpe hym and he wolde lone and rewarde hym so wel that he sholde euer be the better / The crane herked after this grete rewarde and put his heed in to his throte & brought out the boon wyth his bylle / The wulf sterte a syde wyth the pluckyng / and cryde out alas thou doost me harme •• but I forgyue it the / doo no more soo / I wolde not suffre it of an other / the crane saide / Sir Isegrym goo and be mery for ye be al hool now gyue to me that ye promysed The wulf saide / wyl ye here what he sayth / I am he that hath suffred and haue cause to playne / and he wille haue good of me / he thanketh not me of the kyndnes that I dyde to hym he put his heed in my mouth / and I suffred hym to drawe it out hole without hurtyng / And he dyde to me also harme / And yf ony hier shold haue a reward it shold be I by ryght / Thus the vnkynde men now adayes rewarde them that doo them good •• whan the false and subtyl aryse and become grete / thenne goth worship and prouffyt al to n••ught / Ther ben many of right that ought reward and doo good to suche as haue holpen hem in her nede / that now fynde causes and saye they be hurte and wolde haue amendis / where they ought to rewarde

and make amendes them self / Therfore i•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 said and trowthe it is / whoo that wyl chyde or chasty••t / see that he be clere hym self.

alle this and moche more than I now can wel re∣membre was made and wrought in this glasse / The maister that ordeyned it / was aconnyng man and a profounde clerk in many sciencis / And by cause thise Iewells were ouer good and precious for me to kepe & haue / Therfore I sente them to my dere lord the kynge and to the quene in presente / Where ben they now that gyue to theyr lordes suche presentes / The sorowe that my 〈◊〉〈◊〉 chyldren made whan I sente away the glasse was grete for they were woned to loke therin and see them self how theyr clothyng and araye bycam them on their bodyes / O alas I knewe not that kywart the hare was so nyghe his deth whan I delyueryd hym the male with thise ie∣wellis / I wiste not to whom I myght better hane taken them. though It shold haue coste me my lyf. than hym & bellart the ramme / They were two of my best frendis / Oute alas I crye vpon the murder••r / I shal knowe who it was. though I shold renne thurgh al the world to seke hym. ffor murdre abydeth not hyd. it shal come out perauenture he is in this companye that knoweth where kywart is bicomen. though he telleth it not. ffor many false shrewys walke wyth good men. fro whom noman can kepe hym· they knowen theyr craft so wel & can wel couere their falsenes. but the most wondre that I haue is that my lord the kyng hier saith so felly. that my fadre

nor I dyde hym neuer good / that thynketh me meruayl of a kynge / but ther come so many thyngis to fore hym that he forgeteth that one wyth that other / and so faryth by me / Dere lorde remembre not ye whan my lord your fadre lyuyd / and ye an yonglyng of two yere were that my fadre cam fro skole fro Menpellier / where as he had fyue yere studyed in receptes of medycynes / he knewe al the tokenes of the vryne as wel as his honde / And also alle the herbes and nature of them whiche were viscose or laxatyf / he was a synguler maister in that science / he myght wel were cloth of sylke and a gylt gyrdle / whan he cam to court he fonde the kynge in a grete sekenes wherof he was sory in his hert / For he louyd hym aboue alle other lordes / The kynge wold not forgoo hym •• ffor whan he cam alle other had leue to walke where they wold he trusted none so moche as hym / he said reynard I am seke and fele me the lenger the werse / My fadre said / my dere lord here is an vrynal / make youre water therin & assone as I may see it I shal telle what sekenes it is & also how ye shal be holpen / the kynge dyde as he cōseilled hym for he trusted noman better that lyuyd / Though so were that my fader dyde not as he shold haue d••n to you / But that was by counseyl of euyl and foule beesti•• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 had wonder therof / but it was a rasyng ayenst 〈…〉〈…〉 he sayd my lord yf ye wyl he hole / Ye muste 〈…〉〈…〉 of a wulf of vij yere old / that may ye not l••ue or ellis ye shal deye / for your vryne sheweth it playnly / the wulf stode ther by and said nought / But the kynge said to hym sir ysegrym now ye here wel that I muste haue your

lyuer / yf I wil be hool / Tho answerd the wulf and saide / Nay my lord not soo / I wote wel I am not yet fyue yere olde / I haue herde my moder saie soo / My fadre sayd / what skylleth his wordes / late hym be opened and I shal knowe by the lyuer yf it be good for yow or not / And th••rwyth the wulf was had to kychen / & his lyuer taken out / whiche the kynge ete and was anon al hole of alle his sekenes / th••nne thanketh he my fadre moche / and commanded alle his houshold upon their lyuys that af∣ter that tyme they shold calle hym mayster reynard

hE abode stylle by the kynge and was byleuid of alle thyngis / and muste allewey go by his sy¦de / And the kynge gaf to ••hym a garlond of rooses. Whiche he muste alway were on his heed. but now this is al torned· Alle the old good thinges that he dyde. ben forgeten▪ And thise couetouse and rauenous shrewys ben taken vp and sette on the hye benche and ben herde and made grete. And the wyse folke ben put a back. by whiche thise lordes ofte lacke. And cause them to be in moche trouble and sorowe ffor whan a co∣uetous man of lowe byrthe is made a lord· & is moche greet and aboue his neyghbours hath power & myght / Thenne he knoweth not hym self / ne whens he is comen And hath no pyte on nomans / hurte. ne hereth nomans requeste. but yf he may haue grete yeftis. al his entent and desyre is to gadre good and to be gretter. O how many couetous men ben now in lordes courtes. they flatre

& smeke / and plese the prynce for theyr synguler auayl / But and the prynce had nede of them or their good they sholde ••ather suffre hym to deye or fare right hard er they wold gyue or lene hym / They be lyke the wulf / that had leuer the kynge had deyed than he wolde gyue hym his lyuer / Yet had I leuer er that the kynge or the quene shold fare amys / that xx suche wulues shold lose theyr lyues / hit were also the leest losse / My lorde al this bifelle in your yongthe that my fader dyde thus / I trowe ye haue forgoten it / And also I haue my self don yow reuerence worship and courtosye / Vnroused be it / thaugh ye now thanke me but lytyl / but parauenture ye remembred not that I shal now saye not to ony for wyttyng of yow for ye be worthy alle worship and reuerence that ony man can doo / that haue ye of almyghty god by enheritaunce of your noble progenytours / wherfor I your humble sub∣gette and seruaunt am bounden to doo to yow alle the seruyse that I can or maye / I cam on a tyme walkyng with the wulfe Isegrym / And we hadde goten vnder vs bothe a swyne / And for his lowde cryyng we bote hym to deth / and syre ye cam fro ferre out of a groue ay∣enst vs. ye salewed vs frendl•• and saide we were wel∣come. and that ye & my lady the quene whiche cam after yow hadde grete hongre. & had nothyng for to ete / and prayd vs for to gyue yow parte of our wynnyng / Ise∣grym spack so softe th••t a man vnnethe myght here hym. but I spack out and saide. ye my lord with a good will. though it were more we wil wel that ye haue parte And thenne the wulf departed as he was wont to doo /

he departed and toke that on half for hym self / And he gaf yow a quarter / ffor yow and for the quene / That other quarter he ete and bote as hastely as he myghte / bicause he wolde ete it allone / And he gaf to me but half the longes that I pray god that euyl mote he fare.

tHus shewde he his condicions and nature / er men shold haue songen a Credo ye my lord had eten your part / And yet wold ye fayn haue had more / ffor ye were not ful / And bicause he gaf yow no more ne pro∣fred yow / Ye lyft vp your right fote and smote hym by∣twene the eris that ye ta••e his skynne ouer his eyen / & tho he myght no lengre abyde but he bledde / howled and ran away and lefte his part there lye / Tho said ye to hym haste yow agayn hether and brynge to vs more / And here after see better to how ye dele and parte / Thenne saide I my lord yf it plese yow I wyll goo wyth hym / I wote wel what ye saide / I wente wyth hym / he bledde / and groned as sore as he was al softly / he durst not crye lowde / we wente so ferre. that we brought a calf / And whan ye saw vs come therwyth. ye lawhyd for ye were wel plesyd / ye said to me that I was swyft in hon∣tyng· I see wel that ye can fynde wel whan ye take it vpon yow / ye be good to sende forth in a nede / The calf is good and fatte. herof shal ye be the delar I saide my lord wyth a good wyl / The one half my lord shal be for yow. And that other half for my lady the quene. the moghettis. Lyuer longes and the Inward shal be for

your c••yldr••n / the heed shal Isegrym the wulf haue / and I wil haue the feet· Tho said ye Reynart who hath taught yo•• to 〈◊〉〈◊〉 so courtoisly / my lord said I. that hath don this p••••••st that sytteth 〈◊〉〈◊〉 with the blody crowne / he lost his 〈…〉〈…〉 wyth the vncourtoys departyng of the swyn / And ma••is couetyse & rauyne he hath bothe hurte and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ther ••en many wulues now a dayes that withou••••ight & reson destroye & ete them that they may haue the ouerhand of / they spare neyther flesh ne blood frende ne enemye / what they can gete· that take they / O woo be to that lande and to townes· where as the wulues haue the ouerhand / My lord this and many other good thing haue I don fo•• you / that I cowde wel telle yf it wer•• not to long / of whiche now ye remembre litil by the wor∣des that I her of you. yf ye wold al thyng ouersee wel / ye

wold not saye as ye doo· I haue seen the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 / that ther shold no grete mater be concluded in this co••rt with out myn aduyse / al be yt that this auenture is now fallen / It myght happen yet that my wordes shal be herd & ••lso bi•••• / uyd as wel as an others as ferre as right 〈◊〉〈◊〉 or I desy¦re none other / ffor yf ther be ony can saye and for••e good by suffycient witnessis that I haue trespaced •• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 abyd al the right & lawe that may come therof. and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ony saie on me ony thyng of whiche he can brynge no wyt∣nesses. Late me thenme be rewlyd after the lawe and custome of thys court the kynge said Reynart ye saye resonably I knowe not of Kywarts deth more than that bellyn the Ramme brought his heed hether In the male / therof I lete yow goo quyte· ffor I

haue no wytnes therof / My dere lord said god thanke yow / sykerly ye doo wel for his deth maketh me so sorow∣ful / that me thynketh my herte wyl breke in two / o whan they d••parted fro me myn herte was so heuy / that me thought I shold haue swowned / I wote wel it was a token of the losse that tho was so nyghe comyng to me / alle the moost parte of them that were there and herde the foxes wordes of the Iewellis and how he made▪ his contenance and stratchid hym / had veryly supposed that it had not be fay∣ned but that it had be tryewe. they were sory of his losse and mysauenture. and also of his sorowe· The kynge & the quene had bothe pyte of hym. And bad hym to make not to moche sorowe / But that he sholde endeuore hym to feche hem. For he had so moche preysed hem. that they had grete wyl and desyre to haue them / And by cause he had made them to vnderstonde that he had sente these Ie∣wellis to them. though they neuer had them· yet they thākyd hym. And prayd hym to hel̄pe that they myght haue them.

tHe foxe vnderstode theyr m••nyng wel. he thought toward them but lytyl good fo•• al that· he said god thanke yow my lord and my lady that ye so fren∣dly comforte me in my sorow. I shal not reste nyght ne day ne all•• they that wyl doo ony thyng for me but Renne and praye / Thretene and aske alle the four corners of the wolrd / Thaugh I shold euer seche tyl that I knowe where they ben bicomen / and I pray you my lord the kynge / That yf they were in suche place as I cowde not gete them by prayer / by myght ne by request

that ye wold assiste me and abide by me / ffor it towcheth your self / and the good is youris / And also it is your part to doo Iustyse on thefte and murdre whiche bothe ben in this caas / Reynart said the kynge that shal I not leue whan ye knowe wher they ben / Myn helpe shal be al∣way redy for you / O dere lorde this is to moche presented to me / yf I had power and myght I shelde deserue ayenst yow / Now hath the foxe his mater fast and fayr / ffor he hath the kynge in his hand as he wold / hym thought that he was in better caas than it was lyke to haue be / he hath made so many lesynges / that he may goo frely wher he wyl without complaynyng of ony of them alle / Sauf of Isegrym which was to hymward angry and dysple∣syd and saide / O noble kynge ar ye so moche chyldyssh that ye byleue this false and subtyl shrewe / and suffre your self wyth false lyes thus to be deceyuyd / Of fayth it shold be longe or I sholde byleue hym / he is in murdre & treson al be wrapped / And he mocketh you to sore your visage / I shal telle hym a nother tale I am glad that I see now hym here / al his lesynges shal not a vaylle hym ••r he departe fro me.

How ysegrym the wulf complayned agayn on the foxe. capitulo xxxiij^o

mY lord I pray you to take hede / this false theef betraied my wyf ones fowle and dishonestly / hit was so that in a wynters day that they wente to gyder thurgh a grete water / and be bare / my wyf an honde that he wold teche her take fysshe wyth her tayl / and that she

shold late it hange in the water a good while and ther shold so moche fysshe cleue on it that foure of them shold not conne ete it. The fool my wyf supposed he had said trouthe / And she wente in the myre to the bely to er she cam in to the water / And whan she was in the deppest of the water. he bad her holde her tayl stylle. til that the f••sshe were comen. she helde her tayl so longe that it was frorn harde in the yse and coude not plucke it out. And whan he sawe that. he sprange vp after on her body. Alas there rauysshyd he and forcyd my wyf so knauisshly that I am ashamed to telle it. she coude not defende her self the sely beest· she stode so depe in the myre. herof he can not saye naye· ffor I fonde hym with the dede. for as I wen¦te aboue vpon the banke I sawe hym bynethe vpon my wyf shouyng and stekyng as men doo whan they doo suche werke and playe. Alas what payne suffred I tho at my h••••te I had almost for sorow loste my fyue wyttes & cryde as lowde as I myght reynart what do ye there / & whan he sawe me so nyghe tho leep he of. and wente his waye. I wente to her in a grete heuinesse. And wente depe in that myre and that water er I coude b••cke the yse & moche payne suffred she er she coude haue out her taylle / and yet lefte a gobet of her tayle behynd her / And we were lyke bothe therby to haue lost our lyues / for she gal∣ped and cryde so lowde for the smarte that she had er she cam out / that the men of the village cam out with sca∣uys and byllis / wyth flaylis and pykforkes / And the wyues wyth theyr distauis / and cryed dyspytously sle∣sle / and smyte doun right / I was neuer in my lyf so a

feede / ffor vnnethe we escape / we ran so fast that we swette ther was a vylayne that stake on vs wyth a pyke / whi∣che hurted vs sore he was stronge and swyfte a fote / hadde it not be nyght / Certaynly we had ben slayn / The fowle olde quenes wold fayn haue beten vs / they saide that we had byten theyr sheep / They cursed vs with many a curse / Tho cam we in to a felde sul of brome and brem∣bles there hydde we vs fro the vylaynes / And they durst not folowe vs ferther by nyght / but retorned home agayn See my lorde thys fowle mater / this is murdre / rape / & treson / whiche ye ought to doo Iustyce theron sharply.

rEynard answerd and said / yf this were trewe / it shold go to nyghe myn honour and worship / god forbede that it shold be founde trewe / hit is wel trewe that I taught her how she holde in a place ca••che fysshe / & shewde her a good way for to goo ouer in to the water without goyng in to the myre / But she ranne so desy∣rously whan she herde me name the fyssh / That she nether way no path helde / But wente in to the yse wherein she was forfrorn / And that was by cause she abode to longe she had fissh ynough yf she coude haue be plesyd wyth mesure it falle thofte / who that wold have all / leseth alle / Ouer couetous was neuer good / For the beest can not be satisfyed / And whan I sawe her in the yse so faste / I wende to haue holpen her / and heef & shoef & stack here & there to haue brought her out / But it was al payne loste / ffor she was to heuy for me / Tho

cam ysegrym and sawe how I shoef and stack and ••yde al my beste & he as a fowle chorle· fowle and rybadously sklaundryth me wyth her. as thyse fowle vnthriftes ben wonte to doo· But my dere lord it was none otherwyse. he belyeth me falsely parauenture his eyen daselyd as he lo∣ked f••om aboue doun. he cryde and cursed me and swore many an oth I shold dere abye it / whan I herde hym so curse and thretene / I wente my waye / and lete hym curse & menace til he was wery / And tho wente he and heef & shoef and halpe his wyf out / and thenne he leep & ran & she also for to gete them an hete & to warme them or ell••s they shold haue deyed for colde / And what someuer I ha∣ue said a fore or after / that is clerely al trouthe / I wolde not for a thousand marke of fyn gold lyeto yow one lesyng it were not syttyng for me / what someuer falle of me I shal saye the trouthe / lyke as myn elders haue al∣way don / syth the tyme that we fyrst vnderstode reson & yf ye be in doubte of ony thyng that I haue said other •• wyse than trouth / gyue me respyte of vin dayes that I may haue coūseyl / and I shal beynge suche Informacion wyth good tryew and suffycient recorde / that ye shal alle your lyf duryng truste and byleue me / and so shal all your counseyl also / what haue I to doo wyth the wulf hi•• is to fore clerly ynowh shewde that he is a foule vylay••nous kaytyf / and an vnclene beest / Whan he deled and departed the swyn / So is it now knowen to yow alle by hys owen wordes that is a deffamer of wymmen as moche as in hym is ye may wel mar∣ke euerychone / Who shold luste to do that game to

one so stedfast a wyf beyng inso grete peryll of deth now aske ye hys wyf / yf it be so as he sayth / yf she wyl saye the trouth I wote wel / she shal saye as I doo / Tho spack ersw∣ynde the wulfis wyf / Ach felle reynart / noman can kepe hym self fro the / thou canst so wel vttre thy wordes and thy falsenes & treson sette forth / but it shall be euyl rewar¦ded in the ende / How broughtest thou me ones in to the welle where the two bokettys henge by one corde rennyng thurgh one polley whiche wente one vp and another doun / thou sattest in that one boket bynethe in the pytte in grete drede / I cam theder and herde the syghe and make sorowe / And axed the how thou camest there / thou sai∣dest that thou haddest there so many good fysshes eten out of the water that thy bely wolde breste / I said telle me how I shal come to the / Thenne saidest thou aunte spryn¦ge in to that boket that hangeth there / and ye shal come anon to me / I dyde so / & I wente dounward / and ye cam vpward tho was I alle angry / thou saidest thus fareth the world that one goth vp / and another goth doun / tho sprang ye forth and wente your waye & I abode there al∣lone syttyng an hole day sore an hongryd & a colde / And therto had I many a stroke er I coude gete thens / Aunte sayd the foxe / thaugh the strokes dyde you harme I had leuer ye had them than I / ffor ye may better bere them / for one / of vs must nedes haue had them / I taught yow good / wyl ye vnderstande it and thynke on it / that ye another tyme take better hede and bileue noman ouer hastely / is he frēde or cosyn / for euery man seketh his owne prouffyt / They be now fooles that do not soo / And

specyally whan they be in Ieopardye of theyr lyues.

A fayr parable of the foxe and the wulf· Ca^o xxxiiij^o

mY lord said dame Erswyn I pray yow here how he can blowe with alle wyndes / And how fayr bryngeth he his maters forth / Thus hath he brought me many tyme in scathe & hurte said the wulf / he hath ones bytrayed me to the she ape myn aunte / where I was in gre¦te drede and fere / for I lefte there almost myn one ere / ••f the foxe wil telle it how it byfel / I wyl gyue hym the for dele therof / for I can not telle it so wel / but he shal beryspe me / wel said the foxe I shal telle it wythout stameryng I shal saye the trouth / I pray yow herken me / he cam in to the wode and complayned to me / that he had grete hongre ffor I sawe hym neuer so ful / but he wold alway haue had fayn more / I haue wonder where the mete becometh that 〈◊〉〈◊〉 destroyeth / I see now on his contenance that he begynneth to grymme for hongre / Whan I herde hym so complayne I had pyte of hym / And I saide I was also hongry thenne wente we half a day to gydre and fond nothyng / tho whyned he & cryted / & said he myght goo no f••rther Thenne espyed I a grete hool standyng in the myddys vnder an hawe whiche was thyck of brembles / and I her∣de a russhyng therin I wist not what it was / thenne said I goo therin and loke yf ther be ony thyng ther for vs / I wote wel ther is somwhat / tho said he cosyn I wolde not cr••pe in to that hole for twenty pound but I wist fyrst what

is therin / me thynketh that ther is some perylous thyng but I shal abyde here vnder this tree / yf ye wil goo therin to fore / but come anon agayn / And late me wete what thyng is therin / Ye can many a subtylte and can wel helpe your self and moche better than I / See my lord the kynge / Thus he made me poure wight to goo to fore in to the daunger / and he whiche is grete longe & stronge abode withoute and rested hym in pees / awayte yf I dyde not for hym there.

i wold not suffre the drede and fere that I there suf¦fred for al the good in erthe / but yf I wyste how to escape / I wente hardyly in / I fonde the way derke / longe and brood / Er I right in the hool cam soo espyed I a grete light whiche cam in fro that one syde ther laye in a grete ape with tweyne grete wyde eyen / & they glymmed as a fyre / And she had a grete mouth with longe teeth & sharp naylles on his feet and on hir handes / I wende hi•• had be a mermoyse / a baubyn or a mercatte / for I sawe ne∣uer fowler beest / and by her laye thre of her children whiche were right fowle ffor they were ryght lyke the moder / whan they sawe me come / they gapeden wyde on me and were al stylle / I was aferd / And wold wel I had ben thens / but I thoughte I am therin / I muste ther thurgh and come out as wel as I maye / as I sawe her me thought she semed more than ysegrym the wulf / And her chyldren were more than I / I sawe neuer a fowler meyne / they laye on fowle heye whiche was al be pyssed /

They were byslabbed and byclagged to their eres to in her owen donge / hit stanke that I was almost smoldred therof I durst not saye but good / and thenne I saide / Aunte good gyue yow god daye and alle my cosyns your fayr chyldren / they be of theyr age the fayrest that euer I sawe O lord god how wel plese they me / how loue∣ly / how fayr ben they eche of them for their beaute myght be a grete kyngis sone / Of right we ought to thanke yow / that ye thus ener••••e oure lygnage / Dere aunte whan I herde saye that ye were delyuerd and leyd doun I coude no lenger abyde but muste come and frendly vysite yow / I am sory that I had not erst knowen it / Reynard cosyn said she ye be welcome / ffor that ye haue founde me and thus come see me I thanke yow / Dere cosyn ye be right trewe and named right wyse in alle londes / and also that ye gladly furthre and brynge your lignage in grete worship / Ye muste teche my 〈◊〉〈◊〉 with the youris som wysedom that they may knowe what they shal doo & leue / I haue thought on yow for gladly ye goo and felawship with the good / O how wel w••s I plesyd whan I herde thise wordes / this deseruyd I at the begynnyng whan I callyd her aunte / how be it that she was nothyng sybbe to me / ffor my right aunte is dame ruk••nawe that yonder standeth / Whiche is wo∣ned to brynge forth wyse chyldren / I saide aunte my lyf and my good is at your commandement / and what I may doo for yow by nyght and by daye / I wylle gladly teche them alle that I can. I wolde fayn haue be thens for the stenche of them. and also I had pyte of the grete

longre that Isegrym had / I saide aunte I shal cōmytte yow and your fayr chyldren to god and take my leue / My wyf shal thynke longe after me / Dere cosyn said she ye shal not departe til ye haue eten / for yf ye dyde I wold saie ye were not kynde / Tho stode she vp and brought me in an other hool where as was moche mete of hertes & hyndes / wes / fesaunts / partryche and moche other venyson that I wondred for whens al this mete myght come / And whan I had eten my bely ful she gaf me a grete pece of an hynde fro to ete wyth my wyf amd wyth my houshold / whan I come home / I was a shamed to take it / But I myght none other wyse doo / I thankyd her & toke my leue / she bad me I shold come sone agayn / I sayd I wolde / And so departed thens meryly / that I so wel had spedde / I hasted me out / & whan I cam and sawe ysegrym whiche laye gronyng. And I axed hym how he ferde / he said neuew al euyll· ffor it is wonder that I lyne / brynge ye ony mete to ete I deye for honger. tho had I compassion of hym and gaf hym that I had. And saued hym there his lyf· wherof thenne he thanked me gretly. how be it that he now oweth me euyl wyl.

hE had eten this vp anon. tho said he Reynard dere cosyn what fonde ye in that hool. I am more hongry now than I was to fore. my teeth ben now shar∣ped to ete. I said thenne. Eme haste yow thenne lyghtly in to that hool. Ye shal fynde there ynough. there lieth myn aunte wyth her chyldren· yf ye wyl spare the trouth

and lye grete lesynges / ye shal haue there al your desire / But & ye saye trouth / ye shal take harme / My lord was not this ynough sayd and warned / who so wold vnder∣stonde it / that al that he fonde he shold saye the contrarye But rude and plompe beestis can not vnderstonde wy∣sedom / therfore hate they alle subtyl Inuencions / ffor they can not conceyue them. Yet neuertheles / he saide he wolde goo Inne / and lye so many lesyngis er he sholde myshappe that all man sholde haue wondre of it. and so wente forth in to that fowle stynkyng hool. & fonde the marmosette. She was lyke the deuyls doughter. and on her chyldren hynge moche fylth cloterd in gobettis. Tho cryde he alas me growleth of thyse fowle nyckers / Come they out of helle. men may make deuylles a ferd of hem. god and drowne them that euyl mote they fare· I sawe neuer fowler wormes. they make al myn heer to stande right vp / sir ysegrym said she. what may I doo therto. they ben my chyldren. And I muste be their moder. what lyeth that in your weye· whether they be fowl or fay••. They haue yow nothyng coste. here hath ben one to day 〈◊〉〈◊〉 yow whiche was to them nyhe of kyn· And was your b••∣tter and wyser and he sayde that they ware fayr. who 〈◊〉〈◊〉 sente yow hyther with thyse tydynges. dame wyl ye 〈◊〉〈◊〉 I wylle ete of your mete. hit is better bestowed on me than on thyse fowle wyghtes. She sayde hier is no mere / he saide here is ynough. And ther wyth he sterte with his hede toward the mete. & wolde haue goon in to the ••oool wher the mete was. But myn aunte sterte vp wyth her chyldren. and ronne to hym wyth their sharp longe nayles

so sor•• that the blode ran ouer his eyen / I heede hym crye sore and howle / but I knowe of no defence that he made / but that he ran faste out of the hool / And he was there cratched and byten / and many an hool had they made in his cote and skyn / his visage was alle on a blood / and almost he had loste his one ere / he groned and compla∣yned to me sore / thēne asked I hym yf he had wel lyed he sayd I saide lyke as I sawe & fonde / and that was a fowle bytche wyth many fowle wyghtis / Nay eme said I / ye shold haue said / Fayr nece how fare ye and your fair chyldren whiche ben my welbelouid cosyns / the wulf sayd / I had leuer that they were hanged er I that saide / ye eme ther••ore muste ye resseyue suche maner payment / hit is better otherwhile to lye than to saye trouthe / They that ben better / wyser and strenger than we be haue doon so to fore vs / See my lord the kyng thus gate he his rede coyf / Now stondeth he al so symply as he knewe no harme / I pray yow aske ye hym yf it was not thus / he was not fer of yf I wote it wel·

How ysegrym proferd his gloue to the foxe for to fyght wyth hym· capitulo xxxv^o.

tHe wulf sayd I may wel forbere your mockes & your scornes and also your felle venymous wor∣des strong theef that ye ar / ye saide that I was almost dede for hungre / when ye helpe me in my nede / that is fal∣sely lyed / for it was but aboon that ye gaf to me / ye had eten away alle the flessh that was theron / And ye

mocke me and saye that I am hongry here where I stan∣de / that toucheth my worship to nygh / what many a spyty worde haue ye brought forth wyth false lesyngis / And that I haue conspyred the kynges deth fro the tresour that ye haue seid to hym / is in hulsterlo / And ye haue also my wyf shamed and sklandred / that she shal neuer recoure it / and I shold euer be disworshipped therby yf I auengyd it not / I haue forborn yow longe / but now ye shal not escape me / I can not make her of gre•••• preef / But I saye here to fore my lord and to fore all•• them that ben here that thow art a false traytour and a morderar / And that shal I pr••ue and make good on th•• body wythin lystes in the felde. and that body ayenst body And thenne shal our stryf haue an ende / And therto I caste to the my gloue / and take thou it vp / I shal h••u•• right of the or deye therfore / Reynard the fore thoug•••• how come I on this Campyng / we ben not bothe lyke I shal not wel conne stonde ayenst this stronge th••ef all my proof is now come to an ende.

How the foxe toke vp the gloue. And how the kyn∣ge sette to them daye and felde for to come and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 theyr bataylle capitulo 〈…〉〈…〉

yEt thought the foxe I haue good auauntage. the clawes of his for feet ben of. and his feet ben y•••• sore therof. whan for my sake he was vnshoed. he shal be somwhat the weyker. Thenue sayde the foxe who that saith that I am a traytour or a morderar. I saie he lieth

falsely and that art thou specyally ysegrym / thou bryn∣gest me / there as I wold be / this haue I ofte desyred / lo here is my plegge / that alle thy wordes ben falls / And that I shal defende me / and make good that thou lyest / The kynge receyuyd the plegges / and amytted the bateyll And asked borowes of them bothe / that on the morn they shold come and parforme theyr batayll / and doo as they ought to doo / Thenne the bere and the catte were borowes for the wulf / And for the foxe were borowys grymbert the dasse / and byteluys·

How rukenawe the she ape counseylled the foxe how he sholde byhaue hym in the felde ayenst the wulf Capitulo xxxvij^o

tHe she ape saide to the foxe / Reyner neuew / See that ye take hede in your batayll / be colde and wyse Your eme taught me ones a prayer that is of moche vertue to hym that shal fyghte / And a grete maister & a wyse clerk. & was abbot of boudelo that taughted hym / he saide who that sayde deuoutly this prayer fastyng shal not that day be ouercomen in batayl ne in fyghting therfore dere neuew be not aferd / I shal rede it ouer yow to morow / thenne may ye be sure ynough of the wulf hit is betire to fyghte / than to haue the necke asondre / I thanke you dere aunte said the foxe / The quarel that I haue is rightful therfore I hope I shalspede wel / & that shal gretely be myne helpe / Alle his lygnage abode by hymal the nyght / & helpe hym to dryue a way the tyme /

Same rukenawe the she ape his aunte thoughte alway on his prouffyt and fordele / And she dyde alle his hee•• fro the heed to the tayl be shorn of smothe / and she anoyn¦ted alle his body wyth oyle of olyue / And thenne was his body also glat and slyper / that the wulf sholde haue none holde on hym / And he was round and fatte also on his body / And she said to hym dere cosyn ye muste now drynke moche / that to morow ye may the better ma∣ke your veyne / but ye shal holde it in tyl ye come to the felde / And whan nede is and tyme / so shal ye pysse ful your rowhe tayll / and smyte the wulf therwyth in his be••∣de / And yf ye myght hytte hym therwyth in his eyen thenne shal ye byneme hym his syght / that shold moche hyndre hym / but ellis hold alway your tayl faste bytwe∣ne your legges that he catche you not therby / and holde doun your eris lyeng plat after your heed / that he h••lde you not therby / And see wisely to your self / and at be∣gynnyng flee fro his strokes. And late hym sprynge and renne after yow / and renne to fore where as moste dust is / and styre it wyth your feet that it may flee in his eyen and that shal moche hyndre his syght / And whyle he rubbeth his eyen take your auantage and smyte and byte hym there as ye may most hurte hym / And alleway to hytte hym wyth your tayll ful of pysse in his visage and that shal make hym so woo / that he shal not wyte where he is / And late hym renne after yow for to make hym wery / Yet his feet ben sore / of that ye made hym to lose his shooes / and though he be greet / he hath no herte / Nouew certaynly this is my counseyll.

tHe connyng goth to fore strenghte / therfore see for your self / And sette your self wysely atte de∣fence / that ye and we alle may haue worship therof / I wold be sory yf ye myshapped / I shal teche you the wor∣des that your eme mertyn taught me / that ye may oue••∣come your enemye / as I hope ye shal doo wythout doubte / therwyth she leyde her hand vpon his heed and saide these wordes / Blaerde Shay Alphemo / Kasbue Gorsons al∣sbuifri•• / Neuew now be ye sure fro alle myschief and drede / and I counseyle yow that ye reste you a lytyl / for it is by the daye / ye shal be the better dysposed / we shal a∣w••ke you al in tyme / aunte said the foxe I am now glad / god thanke you ye haue don to me suche good / I can neuer deserue it fully agayn / me thynketh ther may no thynge hurte me syth that ye haue said thyse holy wordes ouer me / Tho wente he and leyd hym doun vnder a tre in the grasse and slepte tyl the sonne was rysen / tho cam the otter and waked hym and bad hym aryse / and gaf hym agood yong doke / and said / dere cosyn I haue this nyght made many a leep in the water er I coude g••∣te this yong fatte doke / I haue taken it fro a fowler / take and ete it / Reynart sayde this is good hansele / yf I r••fu∣sed this I were a fool / I thanke yow cosyn that ye re∣membre me / yf I lyue I shal rewarde yow / The foxe ete the doke with oute sawce or breed it sauourd hym wel & wente wel in / And he dranke therto iiij grete draughtis of water / Thenne wente he to the bataylle ward and alle they that louyd hym wente wyth hym.

How the ffoxe cam in to the felde and how they foughten / capitulo xxxviij^o·

wHan the kynge sawe reynart thus shorn & oyled he said to hym / Ey foxe how wel can ye see for your self / he wondred therof he was fowle to loke on / but the foxe said not one worde but kneled doun lowe to the•• the vnto the kynge & to the quene & stryked hym forth in to the felde / The wulf was ther redy and spack many a proud word / the rulers and kepars of the felde was the lupaert & the losse / they brought forth the booke / on whi∣che sware the wulf that the foxe was a traytour & a m••r¦derar / and none myght be falser than he was / & that he wolde preue on his body & make it good / Reynart the foxe sware that he lyed as a false knaue & a cursyd theef & that he wold doo good on his body / Whan this was don the gouernours of the felde / bad them doo theyr deuoyr / Thēne romed they alle the felde sauf dame rukenawe the she ape / she abode by the foxe & bad hym rememb•••• wel the wordes that she had sayd to hym / she said see wel too / whan ye were vij yer olde ye were wyse ynowh to goo by nyght wythout lanterne / or mone shyne / Where ye wy•••• to wynne ony goode / ye ben named emong the peple w••se & subtyl / payne your self to werke soo that ye wynne the prys / thenne may ye haue euer honeur. & worship / and al we that ben your frendys / he answerd my derest aunte I knowe it wel / I shal doo my beste & thynke on your coun¦seyl / I hope so to doo that alle my lignage shal haue wor∣ship therby / and myn enemyes shame and confusion / she sayde god graunte it yow.

How ••he foxe & the wulf foughten to gydre ca^o xxxix^o

tHerwyth she wente out of the felde and lete them tweyne goo to gydre / the wulf trade forth to the foxe in grete wrath and opened his sore feet / and supposed to haue taken the foxe in hem / But the foxe sprang fro hym lyghtly / For he was lyghter to fote than he / The wulf sprange after and hunted the foxe sore / theyr fren¦des stode / without the lystes and loked vpon hem / The wulf strode wyder than reynard dyde and ofte ouertoke hym / And lyfte vp his foot and wende to haue smyten hym / but the foxe sawe to / and smote hym wyth his rowhe tayle / Whiche he had al be pyssed in his visage / tho wen∣de the wulf to haue ben plat blynde / the pysse sterte in his eyen / thenne muste he reste for to make elene his eyen / Reyner thougthe on his fordele and stode aboue the wyn¦de skrabbing & casting wyth his feet the duste that it flewe the wulfis eyen ful / the wulf was sore blynded therwyth / in suche wyse that he muste leue the rennyng after hym / ffor the sonde and pysse cleuyd vnder his eyen that it smerted so sore / that he must rubbe and wasshe it a way / Tho cam reyner in a grete angre & bote hym thre grete woundes on his heed wyth his teeth / and said / what is that syr wulf / hath one there byten yow / how is it wyth yow / I wyl al otherwyse on yow yet / abyde I shal brynge yow som̄ newe thyng / ye haue stole many a lābe & destro¦yed many a symple beest / & now falsely haue appeled me & brought me in this trouble / al this shal I now auēge on the / I am chosen to reward the forthyn old synnes

ffor good wyl no lenger suffre the in thy grete rauayn & shrewones I shal now assoylle the & that shal be good for thy sowle take paciently this penannce / for thou shalt lyue no lenger / the helle shal be thy purgatorye / Thy lyf is now in my mercy / but and yf thou wilt knele doun & aske me forgyfnes / and knowleche the to be oue••••omen / yet though thou be euyl / yet I wyl spare the / for my con∣science counseylleth me / I shold not gladly slee no man / Isegrym wende wyth thyse mockyng & spytous wordes to haue goon out of his wytte / And that dered hym so moche that he wyste not what to saye buff ne baff / he was so angry in his herte / The woundes that reynart had gy∣uen hym bledde and sm••••ted sore / And he thought how h•• myghte best auenge it

wYth grete angre he lyft vp his foot and smote the foxe on the heed so grete a str••ke / that he f•••• to the ground / tho sterte the wulf to & wende to haue take hym / but the foxe was lyght & wyly & roose lyghtly v•• & mette wyth hym fiersly / and there began a felle batayll▪ whiche dured longe / the wulf had grete spyte on the foxe as it wel semed / he sprange after hym x tymes eche after other / & wold fayn haue had hym faste / but his sk••n was so slyper & fatte of the oyle that alway he escaped fro hym O so subtyl & snelle was the foxe / that many tymes whan the wulf wende wel to be sure of hym / he sterte thēne bytwene his legges & vnder his bely & thenne torned he agayn & gaf the wulf a stroke wyth his tail ful of pysse in his eyen that Isegrym wende he sholde haue loste his

••ght / and this dyde he often tymes / And alwey whan he had so smyten hym thenne wold he goo aboue the wynde and reyse the duste / that it made his eyen ful of stufs / I∣segrym was woo begon / and thought he was at an after∣dele / yet was his strengthe and myght moche more than the foxes / Reynard had many a sore stroke of hym whan he raught hym / They gaf eche other many a stroke & ma¦ny a byte whan they saw theyr auauntage / And eche of hem dyde his best to destroye that other / I wold I myght see suche abataylle / that one was wyly / & that other was stronge / that one faught wyth strengthe / and that other with subtylte.

tHe wulf was angry that the foxe endured so lon¦ge ayenst hym yf his formest feet had ben hole / the foxe had not endured so longe / but the sores were so open that he myght not wel renne / And the foxe myght better of & on than he / And also he swange his tayl wyth pys∣se ofte vnder his eyen / and made hym that hym thougthe that his eyen shold goo out / Atte laste he sayd to hym self / I wyl make an ende of this bataylle / How longe shal this caytyf dure thus ayenst me / I am so grete / I shold yf I laye vpon hym presse hym to deth / hit is to me agrete shame that I spare hym so longe / Men shal moche & poynte me wyth fyngres to my shame & rebuke for I am yet on the werst syde / I am sore wounded / I blede sore / & he drowneth me / wyth his pysse / & caste so moche dust & sande in myne eyen / that hastely I shal not conne see / yf I suffre hym ony lenger / I wyl sette it in auenture / & seen what shal c••me therof / wyth that he smote wyth his

foot reynard on the heed that he fyll doun to the ground And er he cowde aryse he caught hym in his feet· and la∣ye vpon hym as he wold haue pressed hym to deth. Tho began the foxe to be a ferd. and so were alle his frendis whan they sawe hym lye vnder· And on that other syde alle ysegryms frendes were ioyeful and glad. The foxe defended hym faste wyth his clawes as he laye vpward wyth his feet· And gaf hym many a clope· The wulf durste not wyth his feet doo hym moche harme but wyth his teeth snatched at hym as he wold haue byte•• hym. whan the foxe sawe that he shold be byten and was in gre¦te drede. he smote the wulf in the heed wyth his formest clawes and tare the skynne of bytwene his browes and hys eeris. and that one of his eyen henge out. Whiche dyde hym moche payne· he howlyd. he wepte· he cryde lewed. and made a pyteuous noyse / for the blode ran̄ doun as it had ben a streme

How the foxe beyng vnder the wulf· wyth flateryng wordesg losed hym. that the foxe cam to his aboue a∣gayn. capitulo xl^o

tHe wulf wyped his eyen. the foxe was glad whan he sawe that / he wrastled so sore / that be sprang on his feet whyles he rubbed his eyen / the wulf was not w••l plesyd therwyth alle / And smote after hym or he escaped and caught hym in his armes and helde hym faste / notwythstandyng that he bledde / Reynard was woo thenne / There wrastled they longe and sore / The wulf wexe so angry that he forgat al his smarte & payne and threw the foxe al plat vnder hym / whiche cam hym

euyl to passe / ffor his one hand by whiche he deffended hym sterte in the fallyng in to ysegryms throte / and thenne was he aferd to lese his hand / The wulf sayd tho to the foxe / Now chese whether ye wyl yelde yow as ouercome / or ellis I shal certaynly slee yow / the skate¦ryng of the dust thy pysse / thy mockyng ne thy deffence / ne alle thy false wylys / may not now helpe the / thou mayste not escape me / Thou hast here to fore don me so moche harme and shame / and now I haue lost myne one eye / and therto sore woundeed / Whan reynard herde that it stode so rowme / that he shold chese to knowleche hym ouercomen and yelde hym / Or ellis to take the deth / he thought the choys was worth ten marke / And that he muste saye that one or that other / he had anon concluded what he wold saie / and began to saye to hym wyth fayr wordes in this wyfe / Dere eme I wyl gladly become your man wyth alle my good / And I wyl goo for you to the holy graue / and shal gete pardon and wynnyng for your cloistre / of alle the chyrches that ben in the holy lande / Whiche shal moche prouffyte to your sowle and your elders sowles also / I trowe ther was neuer suche a prouffre / prouffred to ony kynge / And I shal serue you / lyke as I shold serue our holy fader the p••pe / I shal holde of you al that I haue and euer ben your seruaunt and forth I shal make that al my lignage shal do in lyke¦wyse / Thenne shal ye be a lord a boue alle lordes / who shold thenne dare doo ony thyng ayenst you / And fur∣thermore what someuer I take of polaylle / ghees / partrych or plouyer / fysshe or flesshe or what someuer it be / therof

shal ye fyrst haue the choys / and your wyf and your chyldren / er ony come in my body / Therto I wyl alway a∣byde by you / that where ye be ther shal no hurte ne scathe come to yow / ye be strong and I am wyly / late vs abyde to gydre / that one wyth the counseyl and that other wyth the dede / then may ther nothyng mysfalle to vs ward / and we ben so nygh of kynne eche to other / that of right shold be no angre bytwene vs / I wold not haue foughten ayenst you yf I myght haue escaped / But ye appeled me fyrst vnto fyghte / Tho muste I doo / that I not doo wold gladly / And in this bataylle I haue ben curtoys to yow / I haue not yet shewde the vtterist of my myght on yow / lyke as I wold haue doon yf ye had ben a straunger to me / ffor the neuew ought to spare the eme / it is good reson and it ought so to bee / Dere eme so haue I now doo / And that maye ye marke wel whan I ran to fore yow. myn herte wold not consente therto. ffor I myght haue hurte yow moche more than I dyde. but I thought it neuer ffor I haue not hurte yow ne don yow so moche harm that may hyndre yow· sauf only that mysha••••e that is fallen on your eye / ach therfore I am sory and suffer moche sorow in my herte. I wold wel dere Eme that it had not happed yow. But that it had fallen on me. so that ye therwyth had ben plesyd. how be it. that ye shal haue therby a grete auauntage. For whan ye here after shal slepe ye nede not to shette but one wyndowe. where another muste shette two. My wyf and my chilren. and my lignage shal falle doun̄ to your feet / to fore the kyn∣ge and to fore alle them that ye wyl desyre and praye

yow humbly / that ye wyl suffre reynart your neuew lyue and also I shal knoweleche ofte to haue tpespaced ayenst yow / and what lesynges I haue lyed vpon yow / How myght ony lord haue more honour than I proffre yow / I wold for no good do this to another / therfore I pray yow to be plesyd here wyth al

i Wote wel yf ye wolde ye myght now slee me / but and ye so don had / what had ye wonne / so muste ye euer after this tyme kepe yow fro my frendes and li∣gnage / Therfore he is wyse that can in his angre / mesure hym self & not be ouer hasty / and to see wel what may falle or happe afterward to hym / what man that in his angre can wel aduyse hym certaynly he is wyse / Men fynde many fooles that in hete hasten hem so moche / that after they repente hem / and thenne it this to late / but de∣re Eme I trowe that ye be to wyse so to doo / hit is better to haue prys honour / reste / and pees / And many frendes that be redy to helpe hym / than to haue shame / hurte / vn∣reste / and also many enemyes lyeng in a wayte to doo / hym harme / Also it is lityl worship to hym that hath ouercomen aman / thenne to slee hym / it is grete shame / not for my lyf / Thaugh I were deed / that were a ly••yll hurte.

iSegrym the wulf said / Ay / theef how fayn wol∣dest thow be losed and dyscharged fro me / that here I wel by thy wordes / were thou now fro me on thy free fect / Thou woldest not sette by me an egge shelle /

Though thou promysedest to me alle the world of fyn rede / gold / I wold not late the escape / I se••te lytyl by the and alle thy stendes and lignage / Alle that thou hast here said is but lesyngis and fayned falsenes / Wenest thou thus to deceyue me / it is longe syth that I knewe the / I am no byrde to be locked ne take by chaf / I know wel ynowh good corn / O how woldest thou mocke me / ••f I lete the thus escape / thou myghtest wel haue said this to one that knewe the not / but to me thou losest thy fla∣teryng and swete floytyng / ffor I vnderstande to wel thy subtyl lyeng talys / Thow hast so ofte deceyued me •• that me behoueth now to take good hede of the. 〈◊〉〈◊〉 false stynkyng knaue thow saist that thou hast spa••••d me in this batayl. loke hetherward to me. is not myn 〈◊〉〈◊〉 eye out. and therto hast thou wounded me in 〈…〉〈…〉 in my heed. thou woldest not suffre me so longe to 〈◊〉〈◊〉 as to take ones my breeth. I were euer mocke a 〈◊〉〈◊〉 yf I shold now spare the. or be mercyful to the so 〈…〉〈…〉 confusion and shame as thou hast don to me. and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 also that toucheth me most of alle. that thou hast diswor••shiped and sklaundred ••rswyn my wyf· Whom I loue as wel as my self. and falsely forsese and deceyuedes•• her. whiche shal neuer out of my herte. ffor as ofte as it cometh to myn mynde / alle myn angre and hate that I haue to the reneweth. In the mene wylle that ysegrym was thus spekyng. The foxe bithought hym how ••e myght helpe hym self. And stack his other hond after bytwene his legges. And grepe the wulf fast by the colyons. And he wronge hem so sore that for woo and

payne / he muste crye lowde and howle / Thenne the fox•• drewe his other hond out of his mouth / The wulf had so moche payne and anguyssh of the sore wryngyng that the foxe dowed and wronge his genytours / that he spytte blood / And for grete payne he byshote hym self

How ysegrym the wulf was ouercomen and how the batayl was taken vp and fynysshid / And how the fo∣xe had the worship capitulo xlj^o

tHis payne dyde hym more sorow and woo / than his eye dyde that so sore bledde / and also it made h••m to ouerthrowe alle in a swowne ffor he had so moche bledde / and also the threstyng that he suffred in his co∣lyons made hym so faynt that he had lost his myght / Thenne reynard the foxe lepe vpon hym wyth al his myght / And caught hym by the legges and drewe hym forth thurgh the felde / that they alle myght see it / and he stack and smote hym sore / Thenne were ysegryms frendes al ful of sorowe / and wente al wepyng vnto th••yr lord the kynge / And prayde hym that he wold doo sece the batayll and take it vp in to his handes / The kyn¦ge graunted it / and thēne wente the kepars of the felde the lupaerd & the lossem and saide to the foxe and to t••e wulf / Our lord the kynge wil speke wyth yow / and wyl that this batayl be ended / he wil take it in to his hand / he desyreth that ye wyl gyue your stryf vnto hym ffor yf ony of yow here were slayn / it shold be grete shame on bothe sydes / For ye haue as moche worship of this felde

as ye may 〈…〉〈…〉 the foxe / Alle the beestis gyue to yow the pr•••• / that haue seen this bataylle / The foxe said therof I thanke h••m / and what that shal plese my lord to commande that shal no•• I gaynsaye / I ••••sire no better / but to haue wonne the felde / late my frendes co∣me hether to me / I wil take aduyse of them what I shal doo / They saide / that they thought it good / And also it was reson in weyghty maters a man shold take aduys of his frendes / th••nne cam dame slopecade / and grymbert the dasse her husbond / dame rukenawe wyth her ij sust••rs / Byteluy•• and fulrompe her ij sones and hatene•• her doughter / the flyndermow•• and the wezel / And ther cam moo than xx / whiche wold not haue comen yf the foxe had lost the feeld· So who that wynneth and cometh to hys aboue. he geteth grete loos and worship / And who that is ouer throwen· And hath the werse. to hym wyl no man gladly come. Ther cam also to the foxe. the beuer. the otter and bothe theyr wyues panthecrote and ordega∣le. And the ••st••••le· the Ma••tre the fychew••. the fyret. the mowse. and the squyrel and many moo than I can na∣mo. And alle bycause he had wonne the feeld. ye some cam that to fore had complayned on hym and were now of his next kynne. & they shewde hym right frendly chier and contenance. Thus fareth the world now / who that is riche and hye on the wheel. he hath many kynnesmen and frendes· that shal helpe to bere out his welthe. But who that is nedy & in ••ayne or in pouerte. fyndeth but fe∣we frendes and kynnesmen· ffor euery man almost eshe∣w••th his companye and waye. There was thenne grete

feste they blewe vp trompettis and pyped wyth shalmo∣yses / They sayden alle dere neuew blessyd be god that ye haue sped wel / we were in grete drede and fere whan we saw yow lye vnder / reynart the foxe thanked alle them frendly / and resceyued them with grete Ioye and gladnes / Thenne he asked of them what they coun∣s••ylled hym / yf he sholde gyue the felde vnto the kynge or noo / Dame slopecade sayde / ye hardely cosyn / Ye may wyth worship wel sette it in to his handes / And truste hym wel ynough / Thoo wente they alle wyth the kepars of the feelde vnto the kynge / And Reynard the foxe wente to fore them alle / wyth trompes and pypes & moche other mynstralcye / The foxe kneled doun to fore the kyn¦ge / The kynge bad hym stande vp / and said to hym / rey∣nard ye be now Ioyeful / ye haue kepte your day worship∣fully / I discharge yow. and late yow goo frely quyte where it plesyth yow / And the debate bytwene yow I holde it on me. And shal discusse it by reson and by counseyl of noble men and wil ordeyne therof that ought be doon by ••••son. at suche tyme as ysegrym shal be hool. And thēne I shal. sende for yow to come to me· And thenne by god∣des grace I shal yeue out the sentence & Iugement·

An ensample that the foxe told to the kynge whan he had wonne the felde. capitulo xlij^o

mY worthy & dere lord the kynge. saide the foxe I am wel a greed & payd therwyth. But whan I cam fyrst in to your court. ther were many that were felle

and enuyous to me. Whiche neuer had hurte ne cause of scathe by me / but they thought that they myght beste ouer me / And alle they cryden wyth myn enemyes ay∣enst me / and wold fayn haue destroyed me / by cause they thought that the wulf was better withholden and gretter wyth you than I was whiche am your humble ••ubget / They knewe none other thyng why ne wherfore / They thoughte not as the wyse be woned to doo / that is what the ende may happen / My lorde thyse ben lyke a grete heep ofhoūndes whiche I ones sawe stonde at a lordes place vpon a donghil / where as they awayted that men sholde brynge them mete / Thenne sawe they an hound come out of the kychen / and had taken there a fayr rybbe of beef or it was gyuen hym / And he ran fast away wyth all / but the cook had espyed or he wente away / and toke a gre••e bolle full of scaldyng water / and caste it on his hy••pe•• behynde / Wherof he thankyd nothyng the cook / ffor 〈◊〉〈◊〉 heer behynde was skalded of / And his skyn semed as it had be thurgh soden / Neuertheles he escaped away / and kepte that he had wonne / And whan his felaws the o∣ther houndes saw hym come wyth this fayr rybbe / They called hym alle and saide to hym / O how good a frende is the cook to the / Whiche hath gyuen to the so good a boone / Wheron his so moche flessh / The hound saide ye knowe nothyng therof / Ye preyse me lyke as ye see me to fore wyth the bone / But ye haue not seen me behynde / take hede and beholde me afterward en myn buttokkis / And thenne ye shal knowe how I haue deseruyd it.

aNd whan they had seen hym behynde on his hyppe•• how that his skynne and his flessh was al rawe and thurgh soden / tho growled them alle and were aferd of that syedyng water / and wold not of his felawship / but fledde & ran away from hym / and lete hym there al∣lone / See my lord this right haue thyse false beestis / whan they be made lordes and may gete their desire / and whan they be myghty & doubted / thenne ben they extorci∣onners & scatte & pylle the peple / and eten them lyke as they were forhongred houndes / These ben they that ••ere the bone in her mouth / Noman dar haue to doo wyth hem but preyse alle that they bedryue / Noman dar saye other wyse / but suche as shal plese hem by cause they wold not be shorn / & somme helpe them forth in theyr vnryght∣wys dedes by cause they wold haue parte & lykke theyr fyngres / & strengthe them in theyr euyl lyf & werkis / O dere lorde how lytyl seen they that do thus after behynde them what the ende shal be atte laste they fal fro hye to lowe in grete shame & sorowe / & thenne theyr weerkis come to knowleche & be open•• in suche wyse that noman hath pyte n•• compascon̄ on them / in theyr meschief & trouble / & euery man curse them & saye euyl by them to their shame and vylanye / many of suche haue ben blamed & shorn ful nyghe that they had no worshipe ne prouffyt / but lose theyr heer as the heund dyde. that is theyr frendes. whiche haue hol∣pe them to couere their mysdedes & extorcōns. lyke as the heer coueryth the skyn̄ / And wehan they haue sorow and shame for theyr olde trespaces. thenne eche body pluckyth his hand fro hym. And flee. lyke as the houndes dyde

fro hym that was scalded thyth the syedyng water / and lete hym thyse extorcions in her sorow and nede /

mY dere l••rde kynge I beseche you to remembre this example of me / it shal not be ayenst your worship ne wysedom / What wene ye how many ben ther suche false extorciōners now in thise dayes / ye moche werse than an hound / that bereth suche a bone in his mouth / in townes / in grete lordes courtes / whiche wyth grete facing & bracyng oppresse the poure peple wyth grete wronge / & selle theyr fredom & pryuelages / and bere them on hond of thyngis that they neuer knewe ne thoughte / And all for to gete good for theyr synguler proffyt / God gyue them all shame and soone destroye them who somme ••uer they be that so doo / but god be thanked said the foxe / ther may noman endwyte me ne my lygnage ne kynne of suche werkys / but that we shal acquyte vs / And comen in the lyghte / I am not a ferd of ony that can saye on me ony thyng that I haue don otherwyse than a trewe man ought to doo / Alleway the foxe / shal a byde the foxe though alle his enemyes hadde sworn the contrarye / My dere lord the kynge I loue you wyth my herte a boue alle other lordes / And neuer for noman wold I torne fro yow / But abyde by yow to the wtterist how wel it hath ben otherwyse enformed your hyenes / I haue neuerthe∣theles alway do the best / and forth so wylle doo alle my lyf that I can or may /

How the kyng forgaf the foxe alle thyngis / & made hym souerayn & grettest ouer al his landes. ca^o xlijj^o

tHe kynge sayde Reynard ye be one of them that oweth me homage· whiche I wyl that ye allway so doo. And also I wylle that erly and late ye be of my counseyl. and one of my Iustyses / See wel to that ye not mysdoo / ne trespace nomore. I sette yow agayn in alle your myght and power. lyke as ye were to fore and see that ye further alle maters to the beste righte· For whan ye sette your wytte and counseyl to vertue & good∣n••sse· thenne may not our court be wythout your aduyse & counseyl. ffor here is non that is lyke to yow in sharp and hye counseyll ne subtyller in fyndyng a remedye for a meschief. And thynke ye on thexample that ye your self haue tolde. And that ye haunte rightwysnes / and be to ••e trewe. I will frohens forth werke and doo by your aduyse & counseyll. he lyueth not that yf he mys∣dede yow. But I shold sharply aduenge and wreke it on hym ye shalle oueralle speke and saye my wordes. And in alle my lande shall ye be aboue alle other soue∣rayne and my bayle. That Offyce I gyue yow. ye may wel occupye it wyth worship / Alle reynardis frendis and lignage thanketh the kyng heyly / The kynge sa∣yde / I wolde doo more ffor your sake / than ye wene / I pray yow alle that ye remembre hym that he be trewe / Dame rukenawe thenne sayd yes sykerly my lord / that shal he euer be / And thynke ye not the contrary / for yf he were otherwyse / He were not of our kynne ne lignage

And I wold euer myssake hym / and wold euer hyndre hym to my power / Reynart the foxe thanked the kynge with fayr curtoys wordes / And sayd / dere lorde I am not worthy to haue the w••rship that ye doo to me / I shal thyn¦ke theron & be trewe to you also longe as I lyue / & shal gyue you as holsom counseyl as shal be expedient to your good grace / here wyth he departed wyth his frendes fro the kynge / Now herke how Isegrym the wulf dyde / bruyn the bere / thybert the catte / and erswynde & her chyldren wyth their lignage drewen the wulf out of the felde / and leyde hym vpon a lyter of heye / & couerd hym warm / and loked to his woundes whiche were wel .xxv· and ther cam wyse maistres and surgyens Whiche bonde them & we••she hem he was so seke & feble / that he had lost his felynge / But they rubbed & wryued hym vnder his temples & ••yen / that he sprange out of his swoun̄ / and cryde so lowde that alle they were aferde / they had wende that he had ben wood

bvt the maistres gaf hym a drynke / that comforted his herte and made hym to slepe / They comforted his wyf / And tolde to her that ther was no deth wounde ne paryl of his lyf / Thenne the court brake vp / and the beestis departed and wente to theyr places and homes that they cam froo.

How the foxe wyth his frendis and lignage departed nobly fro the kynge / and wente to his castel malle∣perduys / capitulo xliij^o

rEynart the foxe toke his beue honestly of the kynge and of the quene. And they bad hym he shold not tarye longe. But shortly retorne to them a∣gayn· he answerd & said dere kynge and quene alway at your commandement I shal be redy / yf ye nede ony thyng whiche god forbede I wold alway be redy wyth my body and my good to helpe yow / and also al my frendes & lignage in lyke wyse shal obeye your commandement & desire / ye haue hyely deseruyd it / god quyte it yow and yeue you grace longe to lyue / And I desyre your licenc•• and leue to goo home to my wyf and chyldren / And yf your good grace wil ony thyng / late me haue knowleche of it / And ye shal fynde me alway redy / Thus departed the foxe wyth fayr wordes fro the kynge. Now who that coude sette hym in reynardis crafte / & coude behaue hym in flateryng & lyeng as he dyde / he shold I trowe be h••••de / bothe wyth the lordes spyrytuel and temporel / The ••en many and also the moste parte that crepe after his waye and his hole / The name that was gyuen to hym / a∣bydeth alway stylle wyth hym / he hath lefte many of his crafte in this world / Whiche allewaye wexe and become myghty / for who that wyl not vse reynardis crafte now is nought worth in the world now in ony estate that is of myght / But yf he can crepe in reynardis nette / and hath ben his scoler / thenne may he dwelle with vs / For thenne knoweth he wel the way how he may aryse / And is sette vp aboue of euery man / Ther is in the world moche seed left of the foxe / whiche now oueral groweth & cometh sore vp / though they haue no rede berdes / Yet

ther ben founden mo foxes now / than euer were here to fore / The rightwys peple ben al loste / trouthe and right∣wysnes ben exyled and fordriuen / And for them ben a∣byden wyth vs couetyse / falshede / hate and enuye / Thyse regne now moche in euery contre / For is it in the popes court / the emperours / the kynges dukes or ony other lor¦des where someuer it be eche man laboureth to put other out fro his worship / offyce and power / for to make hym sylf to clymme hye with lyes / wyth flateryng wyth sy∣monye / wyth money / or wyth strengthe and force / ther is none thyng byloued ne knowen in the court now a∣days but money / the money is better byloued than god / For men doo moche more therfore / ffor who someuer bryn¦geth money / shal be wel receyuyd and shal haue alle his desyre / is it of lordes or of ladyes or ony other / that mo∣ney doth moche harme / Money bryngeth many in sham•• & drede of his lyf / and bryngeth false wytnes ayenst true peple for to gete money. Hit causeth vnclennes of ly∣uyng. lyeng. and lecherye. Now clerkes goon to rome / to patys & to many another place. for to lerne reynardis crafte· is he clerke / is he laye man· eueriche of them tre¦deth in the foxes path. & seketh his hole. The world is of suche condycion now. that eucey man seketh hym self in alle maters. I wote not what ende shal come to vs herof Alle wyse men may sorowe wel herfore. I fere that for the grete falsenes thefte robberye and murdee that is now vsed so moche & comonly. & also the vnshamefast lecherye and auoultry bosted and blowen a brood with the auaūtyng of the same. that wythout gret•• repentaūce

and penaunce therfore / that god will take vengeaunce & punysshe vs sore therfore / whom I humbly beseche & to whom nothyng is hyd that he wylle gyue vs grace to make amendes to hym therfore / and that we maye rewle vs to his playsyr / And her wyth wil I leue ffor what haue I to wryte of thise mysdedis / I haue ynowh to doo with myn owne self / And so it were better that I helde my pees and suffre / And the beste that I can doo for to amende my self now in this tyme / And so I counseyle 〈◊〉〈◊〉 man to doo here in this present lyf / and that shal 〈◊〉〈◊〉 ••••ost our prouffyt / For after this lyf / cometh no tyme 〈◊〉〈◊〉 w•• may occupye to our auantage for to amende vs ffor th••nn•• shal euery man answere for hym self and 〈◊〉〈◊〉 his ••wen burthen / Reynardis frendes and lignage 〈◊〉〈◊〉 the nombre of ••l haue taken also theyr leue of the kyn¦ge / And w••nte alle to gydre wyth the foxe / whiche was right glad that he had so wel sped / And that he stode so 〈◊〉〈◊〉 in the kynges grace. he thought. that he had no sha∣me. but that he was so grete with the kyng that he myght helpe and further his frendes / and hyndre his enemyes / and also to doo what he wolde. wythout he shold be blamed yf he wold be wyse /

The ffoo•• and his frendis wente so longe to gydre that they c••men to his burgh to Maleperduys. ther they alle toke leue eche of other wyth fayr and courtoys wordes / Reynard dyde to them grete reuerence and thanked them alle frendly. of theyr good fayth & also worship that they had don and shewd to hym. And profred to

eche of them his seruyse yf they had nede wyth body and goodes / And herwyth they departed / and eche of them wente to theyr owne howses / The foxe wente to dame er∣melyn his wyf whiche welcomed hym frendly he tolde to her and to his chyldren / alle the wonder / that to hym was befallen in the court / And forgate not a worde / but tolde to them euery dele / how he had escaped / Thenne were they glad that theyr fader was so enhaunsed & grete wyth the kynge / And the foxe lyued forthon wyth his wyf and his chyldren in grete Ioye and gladnes Now who that said to yow of the ffoxe more or lesse than ye haue herd or red / I holde it for lesynge / but this that ye haue herd or red / that may ye byleue wel / & who th••t ••••leueth it not / is not therfore out of the right byleue / how be it ther be many yf that they had seen it / th••y shold haue the lasse doubte of it / for ther ben many thynges in the world whiche ben byleuyd though they were neuer 〈…〉〈…〉 ther ben many fygures / playes foūden / that neuer wer•• don ne happed / But for an example to the pe••le that th•••• may ther by the better / vse and folowe vertu•• & ••••••••shewe synne and vyces / in lyke wyse may it be by this bo••ke / that who that wyl rede this mater / though it ••e of 〈◊〉〈◊〉 and bourdes / yet he may fynde therin many a good wyse∣dom and lernynges / By whiche he may come to v••rtue & worship. Ther is no good man blamed herin / hit is spoken generally / Late euery man take his owne part as it belongeth & behoueth / and he that fyndeth hym gyl∣ty in ony dele or part therof / late hym b••••tre & amende h••m And he that is veryly good / I pray god kepe hym therin

And yf ony thyng be said or wreton herin / that may greue or dysplease ony man / ••lame not me / but the foxe / for they be his wordes & not myne / Prayeng alle them that shal see this lytyl treatis / to correcte and amende / Where they shal fynde faute / For I haue not added ne mynusshed but haue folowed as nyghe as I can my copye whiche was in dutche / and by me willm Caxton trans∣••••ted in to this rude & symple englyssh in thabbey of west∣••estre. fynysshed the vj daye of Iuyn the yere of our lord· M.CCCC.Lxxxj. & the xxj yere of the regne of kynge Edward the iiijth /

Here endeth the historye of Reynard the foxe {etc}