CAUS{ER} / BALADES DE VILAGE SANZ PEINT{UR}E

¶ This wrecched worlde-is t{ra}nsmutaciou{n}

As wele / or wo / now poeer{e} {and} now hono{ur}

W{i}t{h}-owten ordyr or wis descresyou{n}

Gou{er}ned is by fortunes errour 4

But natheles the lakke of hyr fauowr+

Ne may nat don me syngen thowh I. deye

[Sidenote: [fol. 53 _b_.]]

Iay tout p{er}du mou{n} temps {et} mou{n} labour

For fynaly fortune .I. the deffye 8

¶ Yit is me left the lyht of my resou{n}

To knowen frend fro foo in thi merowr+

So mochel hath yit thy whirlynge vp {and} down

I-tawht me for to knowe in an howr 12

But trewely no fors of thi reddowr+

To hym þ{a}t ou{er} hym self hath the maystrye

My suffysau{n}ce shal be my socour+

For fynaly fortune I. thee deffye 16

¶ O socrates þ{o}u stidfast chau{m}pyou{n}

She neu{er} myht[e] be thi tormentowr

Thow neu{er} dreddest hyr opp{re}ssyou{n}

Ne in hyr cher{e} fownde thow no sauour+ 20

Thow knewe wel the deseyte of hyr colour+

And þ{a}t hir most[e] worshipe is to lye

I knew hir ek a fals dissimulour+

For fynaly fortune .I. the deffye 24

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LE RESPOU{N}CE DE FORTUNE A PLEINTIF.

¶ No man ys wrechchyd but hym self yt wene

{And} he þ{a}t hath hym self hat suffisaunce

Whi seysthow tha{n}ne y am [to] the so kene

Þ{a}t hast thy self owt of my gou{er}nau{n}ce 28

Sey thus grau{n}t m{er}cy of thyn habou{n}dau{n}ce

That thow hast lent or this why wolt þ{o}u stryue

What woost thow yit how y the wol auau{n}ce

{And} ek thow hast thy beste frende a-lyue 32

¶ I haue the tawht deuisyou{n} by-twene

Frend of effect+ {and} frende of cowntenau{n}ce

The nedeth nat the galle of no hyene

Þ{a}t cureth eyen derkyd for penau{n}ce 36

Now se[st] thow cleer þ{a}t weere in ignorau{n}ce

Yit halt thin ancre {and} yit thow mayst aryue

Ther bownte berth the keye of my substau{n}ce

{And} ek þ{o}u hast thy beste frende alyue 40

¶ How manye haue .I. refused to sustigne

Syn .I. the fostred haue in thy plesau{n}ce

Wolthow thanne make a statute on þy quyene

Þ{a}t .I. shal ben ay at thy ordynau{n}ce 44

Thow born art in my regne of varyau{n}ce

Abowte the wheel w{i}t{h} oother most thow dryue

My loore is bet than wikke is thi greuau{n}ce

{And} ek þou hast thy beste frende a-lyue 48

[Linenotes:

37 _se[st]_--partly erased and _ist_ written on it in a later hand.

41 _igne_ of _sustigne_ is in a later hand.]

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