INCIPIT LIBER BOICII DE CO{N}SOLAC{I}O{N}E PHILOSOPHIE.

Car{m}i{n}a qui q{u}onda{m} studio flore{n}te p{er}egi.

[Sidenote: [The fyrste Met{ur}.]]

++Allas I wepyng am constreined to bygynne vers of sorouful matere.

¶ Þat whilom in florysching studie made delitable ditees. For loo

rendyng muses of poetes enditen to me þinges to be writen. and drery

v{er}s of wrecchednes weten my face wiþ v{er}ray teers. ¶ At þe leest no

drede ne myȝt[e] ouer-come þo muses. þat þei ne were{n} felawes {and}

folweden my wey. þat is to seyne when I was exiled. þei þat weren glorie

of my youȝth whilom weleful {and} grene co{n}forten now þe sorouful

werdes of me olde man. for elde is comen vnwarly vpon me hasted by þe

harmes þat I haue. {and} sorou haþ comau{n}ded his age to be in me.

¶ Heeres hore ben schad ouertymelyche vpon myne heued. and þe slak[e]

skyn trembleþ vpon myn emty body. þilk[e] deeþ of men is welful þat ne

comeþ not in ȝeres þat ben swete (.i. mirie.) but comeþ to wrecches

often yclepid.

¶ Allas allas wiþ how deef an eere deeþ cruel to{ur}neþ awey fro

wrecches {and} naieþ to closen wepyng eyen. ¶ While fortune vnfeiþful

fauored[e] me wiþ lyȝte goodes (.s. temp{or}els.) þe sorouful houre þat

is to seyne þe deeþ had[de] almost dreynt myne heued. ¶ But now for

fortune clowdy haþ chaunged hir disceyuable chere to me warde. myn

vnpitouse lijf draweþ a long vnagreable dwellynges in me. ¶ O ȝe my

frendes what or wherto auaunted[e] ȝe me to be weleful: for he þat haþ

fallen stood not i{n} stedfast degree.

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