There was an olde knyght [et] a ryght wyse ma_n_ that longe lyued

without wyfe [et] chylde. His frendes came to hym many tymes [et]

counseyled and exhorted him that he sholde take a wyfe. The knyght thus

counseyled [et] styred by his frendes soo oftymes that at the laste he

agreed too theym. And they gaue hym to wyfe the doughter of the prouost

of rome that ryche was [et] ryght fayre, whome whan he had seene anone

he was made blynde [et] taken in her loue, [et] began to loue her

meruaylously wel and whan they had ben a certayne space togyder [et]

had no fruyte ne chylde. Upon a tyme in a mornynge it happened that

she went to the chyrche where she met wᵗ her moder, [et] saluted her

as it behoued. My dere doughter sayd the moder how pleaseth you your

maryage [et] your husbonde: she sayd ryght euyll, for ye haue gyuen to

me an olde lame man / me in al thȳges dyspleasynge. I wolde ye had that

same tyme buryed me, for I had leuer lye [et] ete with a swyne than

with hym, and therfore I may no longer thus endure, but I must loue

another. Tho sayd yᵉ moder, god forbede that My dere doughter howe

longe tyme I haue be with your fader [et] yet hytherto I neuer medled

me with suche folysshenes. The doughter sayde, moder it is noo meruayle

for ye bothe in your youth met togyder, [et] the one toke solace of the

other, [et] I may receyue of hym noo maner of solace corporall for he

is colde / [et] vpon yᵉ bed he lyeth as styll as a stone, or as a thyng

immouable: The moder answered, yf ye wyll loue another say me what he

is. The doughter sayd a preest I wyl loue. to whome yᵉ moder sayd it

were better to you [et] lesse syn to loue a knyght or a squyer than a

preest. [et] the doughter sayde, If I shold loue a knyght or a gentel

squyer in shorte tyme he wolde be wery of me, [et] after yᵗ he wolde

do me shame [et] tell it ouer all, [et] so it is not of the preest,

for he wyll holde and kepe his owne honoure [et] counseyll as well

as mȳn, And also spyrytuell men be more true to theyr loues than the

seculer men. The mod_er_ sayd, Here my counseyll [et] it shall be good

for you. Olde folkes are wylly [et] fell, tempte your husbonde fyrst

[et] yf ye scape hym wᵗout doynge ony harme or smytȳge, than loue the

preest. The dought_er_ sayd I maye not so longe abyde. The moder sayd

vpon my blessynge abyde tyll ye haue proued hym. The doughter sayde

vpon your blessynge I wyll abyde so longe, tyll I haue attempted hy_m_

but fyrst say me how that I shal proue hym. The moder sayde, He hath in

his orchyerde a tree whiche he loueth moche. do yᵗ to be smyten downe

whyles he is oute at hontynge. [et] ayenst his comynge make hym there

a fyre, [et] yf he forgyue it you thā maye surely loue the preest. As

she had herde the coūseyl of her moder she went to her house. To whom

her husbonde sayd, Where haue ye ben so longe. She answered I haue ben

in the chyrche where as I met wᵗ my moder [et] wᵗ her a lytell I haue

talked [et] comyned, [et] so began proprely for to dyssymyle. After

mydday yᵉ knighte rode out for to hu_n_te. Then she thynkȳge vpon yᵉ

counseyll of her moder went to the gardyner [et] sayde to hy_m_. Cut

downe this yonge tree newly planted that I may make a fyre therof to

warme my lorde withal at his comynge from huntȳge, for it is a grete

wynd [et] a ryght sharpe colde. The gardyner sayde, Madame yᵗ wyll

I not do, for my lorde loueth better that tre than he dothe all yᵉ

other trees neuertheles I shal wel helpe you to gadre wood ynough

for to make withall a good fyre but in onywyse this I wyl not hewe

downe. She herde that, [et] boldly she toke yᵉ axe from yᵉ gardyner

[et] hewed downe the tree her selfe [et] made yᵉ gardyner wᵗ other to

bere it home. At euyn whan yᵉ lorde came from huntynge he was sore a

colde The lady lete make a grete fyre, [et] went [et] met wᵗ hym, [et]

set hym on a stole afore the fyre to warme. And as he a lytell whyle

had sytten he perceyued yᵉ odoure of the fyre. [et] called to hym yᵉ

gardyner [et] sayd, I fele by this odour yᵗ my newe plante brenneth

in the fyre. The gardiner sayde, Lorde it is trewe, my lady your wyfe

hath felled it down. The knyght sayd to her god forbede that my plante

sholde be cut downe by you. She answered anone [et] sayd, Lorde I haue

done it knowyng the weder colde [et] you also colde. [et] therfore I

haue ordeyned this fyre for your cōforte. As the knyght yᵗ herde he

loked angrely vpon her [et] sayd, O cursed woman, how werest yᵘ so

hardy to hewe downe so gentyl a yonge tre yᵉ whiche yᵘ knowest wel yᵗ

I loued aboue al other trees As she that herde she began to wepe [et]

excuse her selfe [et] sayd My lorde I haue done it for your good [et]

prouffyte, [et] ye take it so greuously. [et] began to cry wo wo be

to me. Anone as yᵉ knyght sawe ye wepȳge [et] teeres of his wyfe [et]

herde her cause he was meued wᵗ mercy saynge to her, Cesse of your

wepȳg, [et] beware how yᵗ ye ony more angre or trouble me in ony thȳge

/ that I loue. The next daye erly in the mornȳge / she went ayen to

the chyrchewarde, [et] met wᵗ her moder comȳge ayenst her. [et] they

salued eche other. Than yᵉ doughter sayd to her moder, O dere moder I

wyll loue the preest, for I haue attempted my lorde as ye coūseyled

me / but all for nought, for he anone forgaue it whan he sawe me a

lytell wepe. Tho sayd yᵉ moder, though olde men one tyme forgyue / they

double the payn vpon an other tyme. [et] therfore I counseyll you yᵗ

ye an other tyme attempte hym. Tho sayde the doughter I maye no lenger

abyde, for I suffer so moche payn for the loue of yᵉ preest, that wᵗ

my tonge I canne not tell, therfore ye shall perdone me I wyll noo

more folowe or do after your counseyll. than sayde the moder, for the

loue that the chylde sholde haue vnto the moder attempte hym yet ones.

[et] for your faders blessynge / and thenne yf ye goo quyte wᵗout ony

harme or betinge, loue the preest in the name of god. tho answered yᵉ

doughter, it is to me a grete payn so long tyme to abyde. neuertheles

for yᵉ blessyng of my fader I shal ons atēpte hym. but say me how I

shall begyn. the moder sayd I vnderstande yᵗ he hath a lytell hoūde yᵗ

he loueth wel [et] yᵗ kepith his bed. cast yᵉ hoūd wᵗ so grete might

afore his face that it dy [et] yf ye scape wᵗout a strype or that he

forgyue it lyghtely, in the name of god than loue the preest. Than sayd

the doughter, I shall in all thynge doo after your coūseyll, for there

is noo doughter lyuynge to day yᵗ wolde more gladly haue yᵉ blessynge

of the fader [et] the moder than I. And so she bad her moder fare well

/ [et] went to her house ayen / [et] that day wᵗ grete importunyte [et]

trouble of herte she brought too the nyght. [et] whan the nyghte was

comen, she cōmaunded the bed to be couered wᵗ pupure [et] wᵗ clothe

of golde the whyles the knyght sate by the fyre. And whan the bed was

thus made redy. the lytell hounde as he was accustomed lepte on the

bedde [et] she toke hym by the hynder legges, [et] wᵗ a wood [et] a

malycyous herte she cast it ayenst the wall yᵗ it lay styll dede. Whan

the good olde knyght that sawe / he was merueylously angry. [et] sayd

wᵗ a loude voyce too his wyfe, O worste [et] most cruell of all wycked

wymmen how coudest yᵘ fynde in thyn herte that lytell gentyll hounde

to sle, yᵗ I so moche loued. Lorde sayd she haue ye not sene how the

hounde wᵗ his foule fete hath our bed that is soo precyously couered

with ryche clothes made foule comynge out of the myre: And the knyghte

sayde wᵗ moche anger, knewe ye not yᵗ I loued moche better that lytell

hounde than the bed. Whan she herde that, anone she began pytyously

to wepe [et] sayd woo be to me that I was borne for all thynge that I

doo for the best it is all tourned in to the worste. The knyght wolde

not suffre the wepynge and weymentynge of his wyfe. but for that yᵗ

he loued her soo moche he sayd to her leue or cesse your wepȳge for

I forgyue you it all togyder. And I counseyll you that ye beware how

that ye dysplease me from hens forth / [et] they went toogyder to bed.

Upon yᵉ morowe she rose vp erly [et] went to the chyrche where as she

found her moder / to whome whan she hadde done reuerence as it behoued,

She sayd, moder now wyll I loue yᵉ preste, for I haue now attempted

the seconde tyme my husbonde [et] all thynges he suffred. The moder

sayde, O my dere doughter there is noo cruelte or falshede aboue the

cruelte of olde folkes. [et] therfore I coūseyll you yᵗ ye yet ones

proue hym. To whom the doughter answered, Moder ye laboure in vayne.

for yf ye wyst what [et] how moche payne yᵗ I suffer for yᵉ prestes

loue ye sholde rather helpe me yf ye loued me. The moder sayd, Here me

doughter this one tyme, [et] I shal neuer let you more. Thȳke howe yᵗ

ye haue souked mylke of my brestes: [et] the grete payne that I suffred

for you at your byrth. By thyse paynes my dere doughter I desyre of

[et] I charge you yᵗ ye denye me not this good petycyon. [et] I promyse

to god I shall no more let nor hȳder you of your entente: but rather

helpe you therto. / Tho answered yᵉ doughter, it is to me a grete

payne to absteyne me [et] forbere my selfe, so longe from the loue of

the preest. neuerthelesse for yᵉ grete charges that ye haue layde too

me, and also for yᵗ ye haue made a vowe no more for to lette me, but

to further me, tell me how I shall attempte hy_m_, [et] I shal ones

yet put it in aduenture. The moder sayd, I know well that on sondaye

next comyng he entendeth to haue vs all to dyner [et] there shall be

your fader [et] I and all your frendes [et] al yᵉ best of the cyte.

And whan ye are set in your place [et] all the metes are brought [et]

serued vpon the table / faste one of the keyes preuely yᵗ hangeth at

your gyrdell in the table clothe [et] than fayne to haue forgoten your

knyfe and say thyse wordes openly. Se what a shorte wytte that I am

of, I haue forgoten my knyf in my chambre / [et] ryse vp hastely [et]

go. [et] yᵉ cloth wᵗ al the metes ye shall caste down [et] ouerthrowe

vpon the grounde. And yf ye scape wᵗout payn I make a vowe to god I

shall neuer let you after. The doughter sayde yᵗ shall I gladly doo

[et] so toke her leue [et] departyd. The feste daye came yᵗ all as the

moder sayd were boden. The seruaūtes made redy [et] couered yᵉ table.

All were set at yᵉ table. [et] the doughter sate ouer ayenste her

lorde. And whan the table was well serued wᵗ metes [et] other thynges

as therto belonged / yᵉ lady of the house sayd with an high voyce, se

how forgeteful I am of mynd I haue lefte my knyfe in my chamber yᵉ

whiche I muste fetche / [et] rose hastely vp and drewe yᵉ clothe with

all the mete that was vpon it with her. a_n_d all the golde vessels

[et] saltes lay vpon yᵉ groūde. The knyght vexed sore angrye in his

herte, but for shame he dyssymyled afore his gestes, [et] cōmaūded

on other clene clothe [et] other metes to be brought [et] wᵗ Joy and

myrth he solyted [et] meued his gestes to ete and make good chere. so

that by hy_m_ they were all gladed. The feste or dyner done they gaue

all thankȳges to yᵉ knyght [et] toke theyr leue [et] departed euery man

towardes his owne house. Upon yᵉ nexte day in the mornȳge yᵉ knyghte

arose erly [et] went to the chyrche [et] herde a masse the which ended

went to a barbour [et] sayd too hym, Mayster are ye experte in blode

letynge in what vayne yᵗ I wyll desyre you. He sayde, syr I am experte

in what vayne yᵗ ye can name in mannes body. The knyghte sayd, I am

well contente come on wᵗ me. [et] whan he was comen to his house he

entred in to his chamber where his wyfe laye in bed [et] sayd to her

Ryse vp shortely. Than sayd she, what shall I do vp thus erly it is

not yet nyne the clocke. The knyght sayd, ye muste ryse vp, for ye

muste be letten blode on both your armes. she sayd, I was neuer laten

blode / [et] shall I nowe blede. Tho sayd yᵉ knyght, that is trouth,

[et] therfor ye are a fole. For thȳke ye not yᵗ ye hewe fyrst downe my

tree, [et] an other tyme ye kylled my lytell hoūde [et] yesterday ye

shamed me afore all our frendes [et] parentes. [et] the fourth is yf

I sholde suffer you thus too go forthe ye sholde me for euer confoūde

[et] shame. the cause herof I consyder yᵗ ye haue euyll [et] wylde

blode wᵗin your body, [et] therfore I wyll that yᵗ corrupte blode shall

be drawen out that ye from hensforth shal no more put me to shame [et]

angre, and lete to be made a grete fyre. and she stode and cryed and

helde vp her hondes towardes the heuen and sayde, My lorde forgyue me

this t[r]espace[2] / and haue pyte vpon me at this tyme, and I shal

neuer more offende you. The knyghte sayd pray for no mercy, for by

the mercy that god hath wroughte, without that thou holdest oute thyn

arme strayte I shall sone haue thyn herte blood. and he sayd also to

the barbour, smyte harde [et] make a depe hole in her arme, or elles

I shall gyue you a grete strype. Than smote yᵉ barbour so sore that

the bloode came habundaūtly out. and the knyght wolde not suffer hym

to staunche it vnto the tyme that she chaunged coloure in her vysage.

And as this was done the knyght had to be stopped or staūche yᵗ vayne.

[et] bad yᵉ barbour smyte the vayne vpon yᵉ other arme. Then̄e cryed

she wᵗ a loude voyce, My swete husbonde haue compassyon vpon me for now

I deye. The knyght answered, my wyfe ye sholde haue afore thought on

th[i]s or that ye haue done to me thyse thre euyll tournes or despytes.

Then̄e she helde out her left arme. [et] yᵉ barbour smote therin an

hole yᵗ the blood came out ryght hudgely. [et] suffred her to blede

vnto the tyme that the coloure in her vysage chaunged [et] that she

swouned / Than sayd the knyght, now bynde that arme [et] staūche it.

[et] sayd to her now goo to bed, [et] studye and thynke hensforth how

ye may amende your self or elles I shall draw yᵉ bloode of your herte.

And as this was done he gaue the barbour his rewarde and he wente ayen

vnto his own house. and the wyfe vnder yᵉ handes of hir maydens nyghe

deed was ladde to hyr bedde [et] bad one of hir handmaydens go to hyr

moder in all haste [et] say that she come speke with me afore I deye.

The moder whan she harde yᵗ she was gladde of yᵉ correctyon of hir

doughter [et] hastely came to hyr / the doughter whȳ she herd hyr moder

sayd to hir, O my moste swete moder I am almoste dede, for I haue so

moche blode bled, yᵗ I byleue yᵗ I shal not scape yᵉ deth. Tho answered

yᵉ moder / sayd I not too you that olde men are ryght cruell [et] fell,

wyll ye nowe loue the preste. Whiche sayd, The deuyll may the preest

confounde [et] shame. I wyl neuer loue other but my husbonde. Than

sayde the mayster to themperour, Lorde haue ye vnderstande me. And he

answered ryght well, for amonges all other yᵗ euer I haue herde this

was the best example. Thre euyll dedes she dyde vnto her husbonde [et]

I doute not but yf she had done yᵉ fourth she sholde haue shamed hym

for euer. Than sayd yᵉ mayster therfore I counseyll you yᵗ ye beware of

your wyfe leste that it happen worse to you. for why yf ye doo to deth

your onely sone for her wordes, ye shall be deceyued in yᵉ ende, [et]

for euer ye shal forthynke it. The Emperour sayd truly mayster this day

my sone shal not dye. The mayster sayd My lorde I thanke you yᵗ ye for

min example and my sake this day haue spared your sone.

_The Fyfth Complaynte of the Empresse._

The empresse herȳg yᵗ the chylde was not yet dede apparayled [et]

clothed her in her vesture or clothȳge. [et] lete to be ordeyned her

waynes [et] cartes / as thoughe she wolde haue gone to her fadʳ home

in her coūtre for to haue cōplayned of yᵉ grete shame yᵗ was done vnto

her [et] coude haue no remedy herof. The seruaūtes seynge yᵗ went [et]

shewed it to themperour yᵗ thempresse was goyng in to her countree.

Whan he yᵗ perceyued he went to her saynge, whither are ye goynge, I

hoped yᵗ ye had loued me so moche yᵗ in all yᵉ worlde ye sholde haue

sought no solace but wᵗ me. To yᵗ she sayd, That is true. [et] therfore

I go from you, for I had leuer here of your deth, than to see you

dye, wᵗoute doute ye delyte soo moche to here thyse maysters, yᵗ it

shall happen vpon you as it dyde to Octauian themperour yᵉ whiche wes

so coueytous that ye noble men of the empyre buryed hym quycke [et]

fylled his mouth wᵗ molten golde. Themperour sayd, Dere wyf do not

that another tyme yᵉ blame to you or to me myght be layde. Than sayd

the empresse, truly yᵉ blame is yours for haue ye not promysed me many

tymes that your sone sholde dye, [et] yet he lyueth, [et] therfore from

hensforth I wyll no more byleue you. Then sayd themperour. It becometh

not a kynge euery cause lyghtly too dyscusse, wᵗout aduyse [et]

specyally vpon his sone, vpon whome it is not behoueful lyghtly to gyue

jugement and therfore I say [et] pray you that ye wyll tell me somwhat

by the whiche I may myselfe gouerne, for it is vtter destruccōn of a

kynge wᵗout aduyse [et] vndescretly to gyue jugement. She answered [et]

sayde, I wyll gladly tell you a notable example, so that from hensforth

ye shall not be coueytous or desyrous to here yᵉ maysters. And began to

saye in this forme.

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_The Fyfth Example of the Empresse._

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