[Sidenote: [TALE OF MEDUSA.]]

[Sidenote: Hic ponit aliud exemplum de eodem, vbi dicit

quod quidam princeps nomine Phorceus tres progenuit

filias, Gorgones a vulgo nuncupatas, que uno partu

exorte deformitatem Monstrorum serpentinam obtinuerunt;

quibus, cum in etatem peruenerant, talis destinata fuerat

natura, quod quicumque in eas aspiceret in lapidem subito

mutabatur. Et sic quam plures incaute respicientes visis

illis perierunt. Set Perseus miles clipeo Palladis

gladioque Mercurii munitus eas extra montem Athlantis

cohabitantes animo audaci absque sui periculo interfecit.]

In Metamor it telleth thus,

How that a lord which Phorceüs 390

Was hote, hadde dowhtres thre.[274]

Bot upon here nativite

Such was the constellacion,

That out of mannes nacion

Fro kynde thei be so miswent,

That to the liknesse of Serpent

Thei were bore, and so that on[275]

Of hem was cleped Stellibon,

That other soster Suriale,

The thridde, as telleth in the tale, 400

Medusa hihte, and natheles

Of comun name Gorgones

In every contre ther aboute,

As Monstres whiche that men doute,

Men clepen hem; and bot on yhe

Among hem thre in pourpartie

Thei hadde, of which thei myhte se,

Now hath it this, now hath it sche;

After that cause and nede it ladde,

Be throwes ech of hem it hadde. 410

A wonder thing yet more amis

Ther was, wherof I telle al this:

What man on hem his chiere caste

And hem behield, he was als faste

[Sidenote: =P. i. 56=]

Out of a man into a Ston

Forschape, and thus ful manyon

Deceived were, of that thei wolde

Misloke, wher that thei ne scholde.

Bot Perseüs that worthi knyht,

Whom Pallas of hir grete myht 420

Halp, and tok him a Schield therto,

And ek the god Mercurie also

Lente him a swerd, he, as it fell,[276]

Beyende Athlans the hihe hell

These Monstres soghte, and there he fond[277]

Diverse men of thilke lond

Thurgh sihte of hem mistorned were,

Stondende as Stones hiere and there.

Bot he, which wisdom and prouesse

Hadde of the god and the godesse,[278] 430

The Schield of Pallas gan enbrace,

With which he covereth sauf his face,

Mercuries Swerd and out he drowh,

And so he bar him that he slowh

These dredful Monstres alle thre.

[Sidenote: Confessor.]

Lo now, my Sone, avise the,

That thou thi sihte noght misuse:

Cast noght thin yhe upon Meduse,

That thou be torned into Ston:

For so wys man was nevere non, 440

Bot if he wel his yhe kepe[279]

And take of fol delit no kepe,

That he with lust nys ofte nome,

Thurgh strengthe of love and overcome.

[Sidenote: =P. i. 57=]

Of mislokynge how it hath ferd,

As I have told, now hast thou herd,

My goode Sone, and tak good hiede.[280]

[Sidenote: [HEARING.]]

And overthis yet I thee rede

That thou be war of thin heringe,

Which to the Herte the tidinge 450

Of many a vanite hath broght,

To tarie with a mannes thoght.

And natheles good is to hiere

Such thing wherof a man may lere[281]

That to vertu is acordant,

And toward al the remenant

Good is to torne his Ere fro;

For elles, bot a man do so,

Him may fulofte mysbefalle.

I rede ensample amonges alle, 460

Wherof to kepe wel an Ere

It oghte pute a man in fere.

[Sidenote: [THE PRUDENCE OF THE SERPENT.]]

[Sidenote: Hic narrat Confessor exemplum, vt non ab

auris exaudicione fatua animus deceptus inuoluatur.

Et dicit qualiter ille serpens, qui aspis[282] vocatur,

quendam preciosissimum lapidem nomine Carbunculum in sue

frontis medio gestans, contra verba incantantis aurem

vnam terre affigendo premit, et aliam sue caude stimulo

firmissime[283] obturat.]

A Serpent, which that Aspidis

Is cleped, of his kynde hath this,

That he the Ston noblest of alle,

The which that men Carbuncle calle,

Berth in his hed above on heihte.

For which whan that a man be sleyhte,

The Ston to winne and him to daunte,

With his carecte him wolde enchaunte, 470

Anon as he perceiveth that,

He leith doun his on Ere al plat

Unto the ground, and halt it faste,

And ek that other Ere als faste

[Sidenote: =P. i. 58=]

He stoppeth with his tail so sore,

That he the wordes lasse or more

Of his enchantement ne hiereth;

And in this wise himself he skiereth,

So that he hath the wordes weyved

And thurgh his Ere is noght deceived. 480

[Sidenote: [TALE OF THE SIRENS.]]

[Sidenote: Aliud exemplum super eodem, qualiter rex Vluxes

cum a bello Troiano versus Greciam nauigio remearet, et

prope illa Monstra marina, Sirenes nuncupata, angelica voce

canoras, ipsum ventorum aduersitate nauigare oporteret,

omnium nautarum suorum aures obturari coegit. Et sic

salutari prouidencia prefultus absque periculo saluus cum

sua classe Vluxes pertransiuit.]

An othre thing, who that recordeth,[284]

Lich unto this ensample acordeth,

Which in the tale of Troie I finde.

Sirenes of a wonder kynde

Ben Monstres, as the bokes tellen,

And in the grete Se thei duellen:

Of body bothe and of visage

Lik unto wommen of yong age[285]

Up fro the Navele on hih thei be,

And doun benethe, as men mai se, 490

Thei bere of fisshes the figure.[286]

And overthis of such nature

Thei ben, that with so swete a stevene

Lik to the melodie of hevene

In wommanysshe vois thei singe,

With notes of so gret likinge,

Of such mesure, of such musike,

Wherof the Schipes thei beswike

That passen be the costes there.

For whan the Schipmen leie an Ere 500

Unto the vois, in here avys

Thei wene it be a Paradys,

Which after is to hem an helle.

For reson may noght with hem duelle,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 59=]

Whan thei tho grete lustes hiere;[287]

Thei conne noght here Schipes stiere,

So besiliche upon the note

Thei herkne, and in such wise assote,

That thei here rihte cours and weie

Foryete, and to here Ere obeie, 510

And seilen til it so befalle

That thei into the peril falle,

Where as the Schipes be todrawe,

And thei ben with the Monstres slawe.

Bot fro this peril natheles

With his wisdom king Uluxes

Ascapeth and it overpasseth;

For he tofor the hond compasseth

That noman of his compaignie

Hath pouer unto that folie 520

His Ere for no lust to caste;

For he hem stoppede alle faste,[288]

That non of hem mai hiere hem singe.

So whan they comen forth seilinge,

Ther was such governance on honde,

That thei the Monstres have withstonde

And slain of hem a gret partie.

Thus was he sauf with his navie,

This wise king, thurgh governance.

[Sidenote: Confessor.]

[Sidenote: [THE SINS OF THE EYE AND THE EAR.]]

Wherof, my Sone, in remembrance 530

Thou myht ensample taken hiere,[289]

As I have told, and what thou hiere

Be wel war, and yif no credence,

Bot if thou se more evidence.

[Sidenote: =P. i. 60=]

For if thou woldest take kepe

And wisly cowthest warde and kepe

Thin yhe and Ere, as I have spoke,

Than haddest thou the gates stoke

Fro such Sotie as comth to winne

Thin hertes wit, which is withinne, 540

Wherof that now thi love excedeth

Mesure, and many a peine bredeth.

Bot if thou cowthest sette in reule

Tho tuo, the thre were eth to reule:

Forthi as of thi wittes five

I wole as now nomore schryve,

Bot only of these ilke tuo.

Tell me therfore if it be so,

Hast thou thin yhen oght misthrowe?[290]

[Sidenote: Amans.]

Mi fader, ye, I am beknowe, 550

I have hem cast upon Meduse,

Therof I may me noght excuse:

Min herte is growen into Ston,

So that my lady therupon

Hath such a priente of love grave,

That I can noght miselve save.

[Sidenote: Opponit Confessor.]

What seist thou, Sone, as of thin Ere?

[Sidenote: Respondet Amans.]

Mi fader, I am gultyf there;

For whanne I may my lady hiere,

Mi wit with that hath lost his Stiere: 560

I do noght as Uluxes dede,

Bot falle anon upon the stede,

Wher as I se my lady stonde;

And there, I do yow understonde,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 61=]

I am topulled in my thoght,

So that of reson leveth noght,

Wherof that I me mai defende.

[Sidenote: Confessor.]

My goode Sone, god thamende:

For as me thenketh be thi speche

Thi wittes ben riht feer to seche. 570

As of thin Ere and of thin yhe

I woll nomore specefie,

Bot I woll axen overthis

Of othre thing how that it is.

[Sidenote: [THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS. PRIDE.]]

v. _Celsior est Aquila que Leone ferocior ille,_[291]

_Quem tumor elati cordis ad alta mouet._

_Sunt species quinque, quibus esse Superbia ductrix_

_Clamat, et in multis mundus adheret eis._

_Laruando faciem ficto pallore subornat_

_Fraudibus Ypocrisis mellea verba suis._

_Sicque pios animos quamsepe ruit muliebres_

_Ex humili verbo sub latitante dolo._[292]

[Sidenote: Hic loquitur quod septem sunt peccata mortalia,

quorum caput Superbia varias species habet, et earum prima

Ypocrisis dicitur, cuius proprietatem secundum vicium

simpliciter Confessor Amanti declarat.[293]]

Mi Sone, as I thee schal enforme,

Ther ben yet of an other forme

Of dedly vices sevene applied,

Wherof the herte is ofte plied

To thing which after schal him grieve.

The ferste of hem thou schalt believe[294] 580

Is Pride, which is principal,

And hath with him in special

Ministres five ful diverse,

Of whiche, as I the schal reherse,[295]

[Sidenote: [FIVE MINISTERS OF PRIDE. i. HYPOCRISY.]]

The ferste is seid Ypocrisie.

If thou art of his compaignie,

Tell forth, my Sone, and schrif the clene.

[Sidenote: Amans.]

I wot noght, fader, what ye mene:

[Sidenote: =P. i. 62=]

Bot this I wolde you beseche,

That ye me be som weie teche 590

What is to ben an ypocrite;

And thanne if I be forto wyte,

I wol beknowen, as it is.[296]

[Sidenote: Confessor.]

Mi Sone, an ypocrite is this,--

A man which feigneth conscience,

As thogh it were al innocence,

Withoute, and is noght so withinne;

And doth so for he wolde winne

Of his desir the vein astat.

And whanne he comth anon therat, 600

He scheweth thanne what he was,

The corn is torned into gras,

That was a Rose is thanne a thorn,

And he that was a Lomb beforn[297]

Is thanne a Wolf, and thus malice

Under the colour of justice

Is hid; and as the poeple telleth,

[Sidenote: Ipocrisis Religiosa.[298]]

These ordres witen where he duelleth,

As he that of here conseil is,

And thilke world which thei er this[299] 610

Forsoken, he drawth in ayein:

He clotheth richesse, as men sein,

Under the simplesce of poverte,

And doth to seme of gret decerte

Thing which is litel worth withinne:

He seith in open, fy! to Sinne,

And in secre ther is no vice

Of which that he nis a Norrice:

[Sidenote: =P. i. 63=]

And evere his chiere is sobre and softe,

And where he goth he blesseth ofte, 620

Wherof the blinde world he dreccheth.

Bot yet al only he ne streccheth

His reule upon religioun,

Bot next to that condicioun

In suche as clepe hem holy cherche

[Sidenote: Ipocrisis ecclesiastica.[300]]

It scheweth ek how he can werche[301]

Among tho wyde furred hodes,[302]

To geten hem the worldes goodes.

And thei hemself ben thilke same

That setten most the world in blame,[303] 630

Bot yet in contraire of her lore

Ther is nothing thei loven more;

So that semende of liht thei werke

The dedes whiche are inward derke.

And thus this double Ypocrisie

With his devolte apparantie

A viser set upon his face,

Wherof toward this worldes grace

He semeth to be riht wel thewed,

And yit his herte is al beschrewed. 640

Bot natheles he stant believed,

And hath his pourpos ofte achieved

Of worschipe and of worldes welthe,

And takth it, as who seith, be stelthe

Thurgh coverture of his fallas.

And riht so in semblable cas

This vice hath ek his officers

[Sidenote: Ipocrisis secularis.]

Among these othre seculers

[Sidenote: =P. i. 64=]

Of grete men, for of the smale

As for tacompte he set no tale, 650

Bot thei that passen the comune

With suche him liketh to comune,

And where he seith he wol socoure

The poeple, there he woll devoure;

For now aday is manyon

Which spekth of Peter and of John[304]

And thenketh Judas in his herte.

Ther schal no worldes good asterte

His hond, and yit he yifth almesse

And fasteth ofte and hiereth Messe: 660

With _mea culpa_, which he seith,

Upon his brest fullofte he leith

His hond, and cast upward his yhe,

As thogh he Cristes face syhe;

So that it seemeth ate syhte,

As he al one alle othre myhte

Rescoue with his holy bede.

Bot yet his herte in other stede

Among hise bedes most devoute

Goth in the worldes cause aboute, 670

How that he myhte his warisoun

Encresce.

[Sidenote: [HYPOCRISY OF LOVERS.]]

[Sidenote:[305]Hic tractat Confessor cum Amante super illa

presertim Ipocrisia, que sub amoris facie fraudulenter

latitando mulieres ipsius ficticiis credulas sepissime

decipit innocentes.]

And in comparisoun

Ther ben lovers of such a sort,

That feignen hem an humble port,

And al is bot Ypocrisie,

Which with deceipte and flaterie

Hath many a worthi wif beguiled.

For whanne he hath his tunge affiled,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 65=]

With softe speche and with lesinge,

Forth with his fals pitous lokynge, 680

He wolde make a womman wene

To gon upon the faire grene,

Whan that sche falleth in the Mir.

For if he may have his desir,

How so falle of the remenant,

He halt no word of covenant;

Bot er the time that he spede,

Ther is no sleihte at thilke nede,

Which eny loves faitour mai,

That he ne put it in assai, 690

As him belongeth forto done.

The colour of the reyni Mone

With medicine upon his face

He set, and thanne he axeth grace,

As he which hath sieknesse feigned.

Whan his visage is so desteigned,

With yhe upcast on hire he siketh,

And many a contenance he piketh,

To bringen hire in to believe

Of thing which that he wolde achieve, 700

Wherof he berth the pale hewe;

And for he wolde seme trewe,

He makth him siek, whan he is heil.

Bot whanne he berth lowest the Seil,[306]

Thanne is he swiftest to beguile

The womman, which that ilke while

Set upon him feith or credence.

[Sidenote: Opponit Confessor.]

Mi Sone, if thou thi conscience

[Sidenote: =P. i. 66=]

Entamed hast in such a wise,

In schrifte thou thee myht avise 710

And telle it me, if it be so.

[Sidenote: Respondet Amans.]

Min holy fader, certes no.

As forto feigne such sieknesse

It nedeth noght, for this witnesse

I take of god, that my corage

Hath ben mor siek than my visage.

And ek this mai I wel avowe,

So lowe cowthe I nevere bowe

To feigne humilite withoute,

That me ne leste betre loute 720

With alle the thoghtes of myn herte;

For that thing schal me nevere asterte,

I speke as to my lady diere,[307]

To make hire eny feigned chiere.

God wot wel there I lye noght,

Mi chiere hath be such as my thoght;

For in good feith, this lieveth wel,

Mi will was betre a thousendel

Than eny chiere that I cowthe.

Bot, Sire, if I have in my yowthe 730

Don other wise in other place,

I put me therof in your grace:[308]

For this excusen I ne schal,

That I have elles overal

To love and to his compaignie

Be plein withoute Ypocrisie;

Bot ther is on the which I serve,

Althogh I may no thonk deserve,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 67=]

To whom yet nevere into this day

I seide onlyche or ye or nay, 740

Bot if it so were in my thoght.

As touchende othre seie I noght

That I nam somdel forto wyte

Of that ye clepe an ypocrite.

[Sidenote: Confessor.]

Mi Sone, it sit wel every wiht

To kepe his word in trowthe upryht

Towardes love in alle wise.

For who that wolde him wel avise

What hath befalle in this matiere,

He scholde noght with feigned chiere 750

Deceive Love in no degre.

To love is every herte fre,

Bot in deceipte if that thou feignest

And therupon thi lust atteignest,

That thow hast wonne with thi wyle,

Thogh it thee like for a whyle,[309]

Thou schalt it afterward repente.

And forto prove myn entente,

I finde ensample in a Croniqe

Of hem that love so beswike. 760

[Sidenote: [TALE OF MUNDUS AND PAULINA.]]

[Sidenote: Quod Ipocrisia sit in amore periculosa, narrat

exemplum qualiter sub regno Tiberii Imperatoris quidam

miles nomine Mundus, qui Romanorum dux milicie tunc

prefuit, dominam Paulinam pulcherrimam castitatisque

famosissimam mediantibus duobus falsis presbiteris in

templo Ysis deum se esse fingens[310] sub ficte sanctitatis

ypocrisi nocturno tempore viciauit. Vnde idem dux in

exilium, presbiteri in mortem ob sui criminis enormitatem

dampnati extiterant, ymagoque dee Ysis a templo euulsa

vniuerso conclamante populo in flumen Tiberiadis proiecta

mergebatur.]

It fell be olde daies thus,

Whil themperour Tiberius

The Monarchie of Rome ladde,

Ther was a worthi Romein hadde

A wif, and sche Pauline hihte,

Which was to every mannes sihte

Of al the Cite the faireste,

And as men seiden, ek the beste.

[Sidenote: =P. i. 68=]

It is and hath ben evere yit,

That so strong is no mannes wit, 770

Which thurgh beaute ne mai be drawe

To love, and stonde under the lawe

Of thilke bore frele kinde,

Which makth the hertes yhen blinde,

Wher no reson mai be comuned:[311]

And in this wise stod fortuned[312]

This tale, of which I wolde mene;

This wif, which in hire lustes grene

Was fair and freissh and tendre of age,

Sche may noght lette the corage 780

Of him that wole on hire assote.

Ther was a Duck, and he was hote[313]

Mundus, which hadde in his baillie

To lede the chivalerie

Of Rome, and was a worthi knyht;

Bot yet he was noght of such myht

The strengthe of love to withstonde,

That he ne was so broght to honde,

That malgre wher he wole or no,

This yonge wif he loveth so, 790

That he hath put al his assay

To wynne thing which he ne may

Gete of hire graunt in no manere,

Be yifte of gold ne be preiere.

And whanne he syh that be no mede

Toward hir love he myhte spede,

Be sleyhte feigned thanne he wroghte;

And therupon he him bethoghte

[Sidenote: =P. i. 69=]

How that ther was in the Cite

A temple of such auctorite, 800

To which with gret Devocioun

The noble wommen of the toun

Most comunliche a pelrinage

Gon forto preie thilke ymage

Which the godesse of childinge is,

And cleped was be name Ysis:

And in hire temple thanne were,

To reule and to ministre there

After the lawe which was tho,

Above alle othre Prestes tuo. 810

This Duck, which thoghte his love gete,

Upon a day hem tuo to mete

Hath bede, and thei come at his heste;

Wher that thei hadde a riche feste,

And after mete in prive place

This lord, which wolde his thonk pourchace,

To ech of hem yaf thanne a yifte,

And spak so that be weie of schrifte

He drowh hem unto his covine,

To helpe and schape how he Pauline[314] 820

After his lust deceive myhte.

And thei here trowthes bothe plyhte,

That thei be nyhte hire scholden wynne

Into the temple, and he therinne

Schal have of hire al his entente:

And thus acorded forth thei wente.

Now lest thurgh which ypocrisie

Ordeigned was the tricherie,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 70=]

Wherof this ladi was deceived.

These Prestes hadden wel conceived 830

That sche was of gret holinesse;

And with a contrefet simplesse,

Which hid was in a fals corage,

Feignende an hevenely message[315]

Thei come and seide unto hir thus:

‘Pauline, the god Anubus

Hath sent ous bothe Prestes hiere,[316]

And seith he woll to thee appiere

Be nyhtes time himself alone,

For love he hath to thi persone: 840

And therupon he hath ous bede,

That we in Ysis temple a stede

Honestely for thee pourveie,

Wher thou be nyhte, as we thee seie,

Of him schalt take avisioun.

For upon thi condicioun,

The which is chaste and ful of feith,

Such pris, as he ous tolde, he leith,

That he wol stonde of thin acord;

And forto bere hierof record 850

He sende ous hider bothe tuo.’

Glad was hire innocence tho

Of suche wordes as sche herde,

With humble chiere and thus answerde,

And seide that the goddes wille

Sche was al redy to fulfille,

That be hire housebondes leve

Sche wolde in Ysis temple at eve

[Sidenote: =P. i. 71=]

Upon hire goddes grace abide,

To serven him the nyhtes tide. 860

The Prestes tho gon hom ayein,

And sche goth to hire sovereign,

Of goddes wille and as it was

Sche tolde him al the pleine cas,

Wherof he was deceived eke,

And bad that sche hire scholde meke

Al hol unto the goddes heste.

And thus sche, which was al honeste

To godward after hire entente,

At nyht unto the temple wente, 870

Wher that the false Prestes were;

And thei receiven hire there

With such a tokne of holinesse,

As thogh thei syhen a godesse,

And al withinne in prive place

A softe bedd of large space[317]

Thei hadde mad and encourtined,

Wher sche was afterward engined.

Bot sche, which al honour supposeth,

The false Prestes thanne opposeth, 880

And axeth be what observance

Sche myhte most to the plesance

Of godd that nyhtes reule kepe:

And thei hire bidden forto slepe[318]

Liggende upon the bedd alofte,

For so, thei seide, al stille and softe[319]

God Anubus hire wolde awake.

The conseil in this wise take,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 72=]

The Prestes fro this lady gon;

And sche, that wiste of guile non, 890

In the manere as it was seid

To slepe upon the bedd is leid,

In hope that sche scholde achieve[320]

Thing which stod thanne upon bilieve,

Fulfild of alle holinesse.

Bot sche hath failed, as I gesse,[321]

For in a closet faste by

The Duck was hid so prively

That sche him myhte noght perceive;

And he, that thoghte to deceive, 900

Hath such arrai upon him nome,

That whanne he wolde unto hir come,

It scholde semen at hire yhe[322]

As thogh sche verrailiche syhe

God Anubus, and in such wise

This ypocrite of his queintise

Awaiteth evere til sche slepte.

And thanne out of his place he crepte

So stille that sche nothing herde,

And to the bedd stalkende he ferde, 910

And sodeinly, er sche it wiste,

Beclipt in armes he hire kiste:

Wherof in wommanysshe drede

Sche wok and nyste what to rede;

Bot he with softe wordes milde

Conforteth hire and seith, with childe

He wolde hire make in such a kynde

That al the world schal have in mynde

[Sidenote: =P. i. 73=]

The worschipe of that ilke Sone;

For he schal with the goddes wone, 920

And ben himself a godd also.

With suche wordes and with mo,

The whiche he feigneth in his speche,

This lady wit was al to seche,[323]

As sche which alle trowthe weneth:

Bot he, that alle untrowthe meneth,

With blinde tales so hire ladde,

That all his wille of hire he hadde.

And whan him thoghte it was ynowh,

Ayein the day he him withdrowh 930

So prively that sche ne wiste

Wher he becom, bot as him liste

Out of the temple he goth his weie.

And sche began to bidde and preie

Upon the bare ground knelende,

And after that made hire offrende,

And to the Prestes yiftes grete

Sche yaf, and homward be the Strete.

The Duck hire mette and seide thus:

‘The myhti godd which Anubus 940

Is hote, he save the, Pauline,

For thou art of his discipline

So holy, that no mannes myht

Mai do that he hath do to nyht

Of thing which thou hast evere eschuied.

Bot I his grace have so poursuied,

That I was mad his lieutenant:

Forthi be weie of covenant

[Sidenote: =P. i. 74=]

Fro this day forth I am al thin,

And if thee like to be myn, 950

That stant upon thin oghne wille.’

Sche herde his tale and bar it stille,

And hom sche wente, as it befell,

Into hir chambre, and ther sche fell

Upon hire bedd to wepe and crie,

And seide: ‘O derke ypocrisie,

Thurgh whos dissimilacion

Of fals ymaginacion

I am thus wickedly deceived!

Bot that I have it aperceived 960

I thonke unto the goddes alle;

For thogh it ones be befalle,

It schal nevere eft whil that I live,

And thilke avou to godd I yive.’

And thus wepende sche compleigneth,

Hire faire face and al desteigneth

With wofull teres of hire ÿe,

So that upon this agonie

Hire housebonde is inne come,

And syh how sche was overcome 970

With sorwe, and axeth what hire eileth.

And sche with that hirself beweileth

Welmore than sche dede afore,

And seide, ‘Helas, wifhode is lore

In me, which whilom was honeste,[324]

I am non other than a beste,

Now I defouled am of tuo.’

And as sche myhte speke tho,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 75=]

Aschamed with a pitous onde

Sche tolde unto hir housebonde 980

The sothe of al the hole tale,

And in hire speche ded and pale

Sche swouneth welnyh to the laste.

And he hire in hise armes faste

Uphield, and ofte swor his oth

That he with hire is nothing wroth,

For wel he wot sche may ther noght:

Bot natheles withinne his thoght

His herte stod in sori plit,

And seide he wolde of that despit 990

Be venged, how so evere it falle,

And sende unto hise frendes alle.

And whan thei weren come in fere,

He tolde hem upon this matiere,

And axeth hem what was to done:

And thei avised were sone,

And seide it thoghte hem for the beste

To sette ferst his wif in reste,

And after pleigne to the king

Upon the matiere of this thing. 1000

Tho was this wofull wif conforted

Be alle weies and desported,

Til that sche was somdiel amended;

And thus a day or tuo despended,

The thridde day sche goth to pleigne

With many a worthi Citezeine,

And he with many a Citezein.

Whan themperour it herde sein,

[Sidenote: =P. i. 76=]

And knew the falshed of the vice,

He seide he wolde do justice: 1010

And ferst he let the Prestes take,

And for thei scholde it noght forsake,

He put hem into questioun;[325]

Bot thei of the suggestioun

Ne couthen noght a word refuse,[326]

Bot for thei wolde hemself excuse,

The blame upon the Duck thei leide.

Bot therayein the conseil seide

That thei be noght excused so,

For he is on and thei ben tuo, 1020

And tuo han more wit then on,

So thilke excusement was non.

And over that was seid hem eke,[327]

That whan men wolden vertu seke,

Men scholde it in the Prestes finde;

Here ordre is of so hyh a kinde,

That thei be Duistres of the weie:[328]

Forthi, if eny man forsueie

Thurgh hem, thei be noght excusable.

And thus be lawe resonable 1030

Among the wise jugges there

The Prestes bothe dampned were,

So that the prive tricherie

Hid under fals Ipocrisie

Was thanne al openliche schewed,

That many a man hem hath beschrewed.[329]

And whan the Prestes weren dede,

The temple of thilke horrible dede

[Sidenote: =P. i. 77=]

Thei thoghten purge, and thilke ymage,

Whos cause was the pelrinage, 1040

Thei drowen out and als so faste

Fer into Tibre thei it caste,

Wher the Rivere it hath defied:

And thus the temple purified

Thei have of thilke horrible Sinne,

Which was that time do therinne.

Of this point such was the juise,

Bot of the Duck was other wise:

For he with love was bestad,

His dom was noght so harde lad; 1050

For Love put reson aweie

And can noght se the rihte weie.

And be this cause he was respited,

So that the deth him was acquited,

Bot for al that he was exiled,

For he his love hath so beguiled,

That he schal nevere come ayein:

For who that is to trowthe unplein,

He may noght failen of vengance.[330]

And ek to take remembrance 1060

Of that Ypocrisie hath wroght

On other half, men scholde noght

To lihtly lieve al that thei hiere,

Bot thanne scholde a wisman stiere

The Schip, whan suche wyndes blowe:

For ferst thogh thei beginne lowe,

At ende thei be noght menable,[331]

Bot al tobreken Mast and Cable,[332]

[Sidenote: =P. i. 78=]

So that the Schip with sodein blast,

Whan men lest wene, is overcast; 1070

As now fulofte a man mai se:

And of old time how it hath be

I finde a gret experience,

Wherof to take an evidence

Good is, and to be war also

Of the peril, er him be wo.

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