iii. _Qui cupit id quod habere nequit, sua tempora perdit,_

_Est vbi non posse, velle salute caret._

_Non estatis opus gelidis hirsuta capillis,_

_Cum calor abcessit, equiperabit hiems;_

_Sicut habet Mayus non dat natura Decembri,_

_Nec poterit compar floribus esse lutum;_

_Sic neque decrepita senium iuvenile voluptas_

_Floret in obsequium, quod Venus ipsa petit._[1720]

_Conveniens igitur foret, vt quos cana senectus_

_Attigit, vlterius corpora casta colant._ (10)

Venus, which stant withoute lawe

In noncertein, bot as men drawe

[Sidenote: Hic in exemplum contra quoscunque viros

inveteratos amoris concupiscenciam affectantes loquitur

Venus, huiusque Amantis Confessi supplicacionem quasi

deridens, ipsum pro eo quod senex et debilis est, multis

exhortacionibus insufficientem redarguit.[1721]]

Of Rageman upon the chance,

Sche leith no peis in the balance, 2380

Bot as hir lyketh forto weie;

The trewe man fulofte aweie

Sche put, which hath hir grace bede,

And set an untrewe in his stede.

Lo, thus blindly the world sche diemeth

In loves cause, as tome siemeth:[1722]

I not what othre men wol sein,[1723]

Bot I algate am so besein,

And stonde as on amonges alle

Which am out of hir grace falle: 2390

It nedeth take no witnesse,

For sche which seid is the goddesse,

To whether part of love it wende,

Hath sett me for a final ende

The point wherto that I schal holde.

For whan sche hath me wel beholde,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 356=]

Halvynge of scorn, sche seide thus:

‘Thou wost wel that I am Venus,

Which al only my lustes seche;

And wel I wot, thogh thou beseche 2400

Mi love, lustes ben ther none,

Whiche I mai take in thi persone;

For loves lust and lockes hore[1724]

In chambre acorden neveremore,

And thogh thou feigne a yong corage,

It scheweth wel be the visage

That olde grisel is no fole:

There ben fulmanye yeres stole

With thee and with suche othre mo,[1725]

That outward feignen youthe so 2410

And ben withinne of pore assay.

Min herte wolde and I ne may

Is noght beloved nou adayes;

Er thou make eny suche assaies

To love, and faile upon the fet,

Betre is to make a beau retret;

For thogh thou myhtest love atteigne,

Yit were it bot an ydel peine,

Whan that thou art noght sufficant

To holde love his covenant. 2420

Forthi tak hom thin herte ayein,

That thou travaile noght in vein,

Wherof my Court may be deceived.

I wot and have it wel conceived,

Hou that thi will is good ynowh;

Bot mor behoveth to the plowh,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 357=]

Wherof the lacketh, as I trowe:

So sitte it wel that thou beknowe[1726]

Thi fieble astat, er thou beginne

Thing wher thou miht non ende winne. 2430

What bargain scholde a man assaie,

Whan that him lacketh forto paie?

Mi Sone, if thou be wel bethoght,[1727]

This toucheth thee; foryet it noght:

The thing is torned into was;

That which was whilom grene gras,[1728]

Is welked hey at time now.[1729]

Forthi mi conseil is that thou

Remembre wel hou thou art old.’

[Sidenote: [THE COMPANIES OF LOVERS.]]

Whan Venus hath hir tale told, 2440

And I bethoght was al aboute,[1730]

[Sidenote: Qualiter super derisoria Veneris exhortacione

contristatus Amans, quasi mortuus in terram corruit, vbi,

vt sibi videbatur, Cupidinem cum innumera multitudine nuper

Amantum variis turmis assistencium conspiciebat.]

Tho wiste I wel withoute doute,[1731]

That ther was no recoverir;

And as a man the blase of fyr

With water quencheth, so ferd I;[1732]

A cold me cawhte sodeinly,[1733]

For sorwe that myn herte made

Mi dedly face pale and fade

Becam, and swoune I fell to grounde.

And as I lay the same stounde, 2450

Ne fully quik ne fully ded,

Me thoghte I sih tofor myn hed

Cupide with his bowe bent,

And lich unto a Parlement,

Which were ordeigned for the nones,

With him cam al the world at ones

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 358=]

Of gentil folk that whilom were

Lovers, I sih hem alle there

Forth with Cupide in sondri routes.

Min yhe and as I caste aboutes, 2460

To knowe among hem who was who,

I sih wher lusty Youthe tho,[1734]

As he which was a Capitein,

Tofore alle othre upon the plein

Stod with his route wel begon,

Here hevedes kempt, and therupon

Garlandes noght of o colour,

Some of the lef, some of the flour,

And some of grete Perles were;

The newe guise of Beawme there, 2470

With sondri thinges wel devised,

I sih, wherof thei ben queintised.

It was al lust that thei with ferde,

Ther was no song that I ne herde,

Which unto love was touchende;

Of Pan and al that was likende[1735]

As in Pipinge of melodie

Was herd in thilke compaignie

So lowde, that on every side

It thoghte as al the hevene cride 2480

In such acord and such a soun

Of bombard and of clarion

With Cornemuse and Schallemele,

That it was half a mannes hele

So glad a noise forto hiere.

And as me thoghte, in this manere

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 359=]

Al freissh I syh hem springe and dance,

And do to love her entendance

After the lust of youthes heste.

Ther was ynowh of joie and feste, 2490

For evere among thei laghe and pleie,

And putten care out of the weie,

That he with hem ne sat ne stod.

And overthis I understod,

So as myn Ere it myhte areche,

The moste matiere of her speche

Was al of knyhthod and of Armes,[1736]

And what it is to ligge in armes

With love, whanne it is achieved.

[Sidenote: De nominibus illorum nuper Amantum, qui tunc

Amanti spasmato, aliqui iuuenes, aliqui senes, apparuerunt.

Senes autem precipue tam erga deum quam deam amoris pro

sanitate Amantis recuperanda multiplicatis precibus

misericorditer instabant.]

Ther was Tristram, which was believed 2500

With bele Ysolde, and Lancelot

Stod with Gunnore, and Galahot

With his ladi, and as me thoghte,

I syh wher Jason with him broghte

His love, which that Creusa hihte,

And Hercules, which mochel myhte,

Was ther berende his grete Mace,

And most of alle in thilke place

He peyneth him to make chiere

With Eolen, which was him diere. 2510

Theseüs, thogh he were untrewe

To love, as alle wommen knewe,

Yit was he there natheles

With Phedra, whom to love he ches:

Of Grece ek ther was Thelamon,

Which fro the king Lamenedon

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 360=]

At Troie his doghter refte aweie,

Eseonen, as for his preie,

Which take was whan Jason cam

Fro Colchos, and the Cite nam 2520

In vengance of the ferste hate;

That made hem after to debate,

Whan Priamus the newe toun

Hath mad. And in avisioun

Me thoghte that I sih also

Ector forth with his brethren tuo;

Himself stod with Pantaselee,

And next to him I myhte se,

Wher Paris stod with faire Eleine,

Which was his joie sovereine; 2530

And Troilus stod with Criseide,

Bot evere among, althogh he pleide,

Be semblant he was hevy chiered,

For Diomede, as him was liered,

Cleymeth to ben his parconner.

And thus full many a bacheler,

A thousend mo than I can sein,

With Yowthe I sih ther wel besein

Forth with here loves glade and blithe.

And some I sih whiche ofte sithe 2540

Compleignen hem in other wise;

Among the whiche I syh Narcise

And Piramus, that sory were.[1737]

The worthy Grek also was there,

Achilles, which for love deide:

Agamenon ek, as men seide,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 361=]

And Menelay the king also

I syh, with many an other mo,

Which hadden be fortuned sore

In loves cause.

And overmore 2550

Of wommen in the same cas,

With hem I sih wher Dido was,

Forsake which was with Enee;

And Phillis ek I myhte see,

Whom Demephon deceived hadde;

And Adriagne hir sorwe ladde,

For Theseüs hir Soster tok

And hire unkindely forsok.

I sih ther ek among the press

Compleignende upon Hercules 2560

His ferste love Deyanire,

Which sette him afterward afyre:

Medea was there ek and pleigneth

Upon Jason, for that he feigneth,

Withoute cause and tok a newe;

Sche seide, ‘Fy on alle untrewe!’

I sih there ek Deÿdamie,

Which hadde lost the compaignie

Of Achilles, whan Diomede

To Troie him fette upon the nede. 2570

Among these othre upon the grene

I syh also the wofull queene

Cleopatras, which in a Cave[1738]

With Serpentz hath hirself begrave

Alquik, and so sche was totore,[1739]

For sorwe of that sche hadde lore

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 362=]

Antonye, which hir love hath be:

And forth with hire I sih Tisbee,

Which on the scharpe swerdes point

For love deide in sory point; 2580

And as myn Ere it myhte knowe,

She seide, ‘Wo worthe alle slowe!’

The pleignte of Progne and Philomene

Ther herde I what it wolde mene,

How Tereüs of his untrouthe

Undede hem bothe, and that was routhe;

And next to hem I sih Canace,

Which for Machaire hir fader grace

Hath lost, and deide in wofull plit.

And as I sih in my spirit, 2590

Me thoghte amonges othre thus

The doghter of king Priamus,

Polixena, whom Pirrus slowh,

Was there and made sorwe ynowh,

As sche which deide gulteles

For love, and yit was loveles.

And forto take the desport,

I sih there some of other port,[1740]

And that was Circes and Calipse,

That cowthen do the Mone eclipse, 2600

Of men and change the liknesses,

Of Artmagique Sorceresses;

Thei hielde in honde manyon,

To love wher thei wolde or non.

Bot above alle that ther were

Of wommen I sih foure there,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 363=]

Whos name I herde most comended:

Be hem the Court stod al amended;

For wher thei comen in presence,

Men deden hem the reverence, 2610

As thogh they hadden be goddesses,

Of al this world or Emperesses.

And as me thoghte, an Ere I leide,

And herde hou that these othre seide,

‘Lo, these ben the foure wyves,

Whos feith was proeved in her lyves:

For in essample of alle goode

With Mariage so thei stode,

That fame, which no gret thing hydeth,

Yit in Cronique of hem abydeth.’ 2620

Penolope that on was hote,

Whom many a knyht hath loved hote,

Whil that hire lord Ulixes lay[1741]

Full many a yer and many a day

Upon the grete Siege of Troie:

Bot sche, which hath no worldes joie

Bot only of hire housebonde,

Whil that hir lord was out of londe,

So wel hath kept hir wommanhiede,

That al the world therof tok hiede, 2630

And nameliche of hem in Grece.

That other womman was Lucrece,

Wif to the Romain Collatin;

And sche constreigned of Tarquin

To thing which was ayein hir wille,

Sche wolde noght hirselven stille,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 364=]

Bot deide only for drede of schame

In keping of hire goode name,

As sche which was on of the beste.

The thridde wif was hote Alceste, 2640

Which whanne Ametus scholde dye

Upon his grete maladye,

Sche preide unto the goddes so,

That sche receyveth al the wo

And deide hirself to yive him lif:

Lo, if this were a noble wif.[1742]

The ferthe wif which I ther sih,

I herde of hem that were nyh

Hou sche was cleped Alcione,

Which to Seyix hir lord al one[1743] 2650

And to nomo hir body kepte;

And whan sche sih him dreynt, sche lepte

Into the wawes where he swam,[1744]

And there a Sefoul sche becam,

And with hire wenges him bespradde

For love which to him sche hadde.[1745]

Lo, these foure were tho

Whiche I sih, as me thoghte tho,

Among the grete compaignie

Which Love hadde forto guye: 2660

Bot Youthe, which in special

Of Loves Court was Mareschal,

So besy was upon his lay,

That he non hiede where I lay[1746]

Hath take. And thanne, as I behield,

Me thoghte I sih upon the field,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 365=]

Where Elde cam a softe pas

Toward Venus, ther as sche was.

With him gret compaignie he ladde,

Bot noght so manye as Youthe hadde:[1747] 2670

The moste part were of gret Age,

And that was sene in the visage,[1748]

And noght forthi, so as thei myhte,

Thei made hem yongly to the sihte:

Bot yit herde I no pipe there[1749]

To make noise in mannes Ere,[1750]

Bot the Musette I myhte knowe,

For olde men which souneth lowe,[1751]

With Harpe and Lute and with Citole.

The hovedance and the Carole, 2680

In such a wise as love hath bede,

A softe pas thei dance and trede;

And with the wommen otherwhile

With sobre chier among thei smyle,

For laghtre was ther non on hyh.

And natheles full wel I syh

That thei the more queinte it made

For love, in whom thei weren glade.

And there me thoghte I myhte se

The king David with Bersabee, 2690

And Salomon was noght withoute;

Passende an hundred on a route

Of wyves and of Concubines,

Juesses bothe and Sarazines,[1752]

To him I sih alle entendant:

I not if he was sufficant,[1753]

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 366=]

Bot natheles for al his wit

He was attached with that writ

Which love with his hond enseleth,

Fro whom non erthly man appeleth. 2700

And overthis, as for a wonder,[1754]

With his leon which he put under,[1755]

With Dalida Sampson I knew,

Whos love his strengthe al overthrew.

I syh there Aristotle also,

Whom that the queene of Grece so[1756]

Hath bridled, that in thilke time

Sche made him such a Silogime,

That he foryat al his logique;

Ther was non art of his Practique, 2710

Thurgh which it mihte ben excluded

That he ne was fully concluded

To love, and dede his obeissance.

And ek Virgile of aqueintance

I sih, wher he the Maiden preide,

Which was the doghter, as men seide,

Of themperour whilom of Rome;

Sortes and Plato with him come,

So dede Ovide the Poete.

I thoghte thanne how love is swete, 2720

Which hath so wise men reclamed,

And was miself the lasse aschamed,

Or forto lese or forto winne

In the meschief that I was inne:

And thus I lay in hope of grace.

And whan thei comen to the place

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 367=]

Wher Venus stod and I was falle,

These olde men, with o vois alle

To Venus preiden for my sake.

And sche, that myhte noght forsake 2730

So gret a clamour as was there,

Let Pite come into hire Ere;

And forth withal unto Cupide

Sche preith that he upon his side

Me wolde thurgh his grace sende

Som confort, that I myhte amende,

Upon the cas which is befalle.

And thus for me thei preiden alle

Of hem that weren olde aboute,

And ek some of the yonge route, 2740

Of gentilesse and pure trouthe

I herde hem telle it was gret routhe,

That I withouten help so ferde.

And thus me thoghte I lay and herde.

Cupido, which may hurte and hele

In loves cause, as for myn hele

[Sidenote: [CUPID AND THE LOVER.]]

Upon the point which him was preid

Cam with Venus, wher I was leid

[Sidenote: Hic tractat qualiter Cupido Amantis senectute

confracti viscera perscrutans, ignita sue concupiscencie

tela ab eo penitus extraxit, quem Venus postea absque

calore percipiens, vacuum reliquit: et sic tandem prouisa

Senectus, racionem inuocans, hominem interiorem per prius

amore infatuatum mentis sanitati plenius restaurauit.]

Swounende upon the grene gras.

And, as me thoghte, anon ther was 2750

On every side so gret presse,

That every lif began to presse,

I wot noght wel hou many score,

Suche as I spak of now tofore,

Lovers, that comen to beholde,

Bot most of hem that weren olde:

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 368=]

Thei stoden there at thilke tyde,

To se what ende schal betyde

Upon the cure of my sotie.

Tho myhte I hiere gret partie 2760

Spekende, and ech his oghne avis

Hath told, on that, an other this:

Bot among alle this I herde,

Thei weren wo that I so ferde,

And seiden that for no riote

An old man scholde noght assote;

For as thei tolden redely,

Ther is in him no cause why,

Bot if he wolde himself benyce;[1757]

So were he wel the more nyce. 2770

And thus desputen some of tho,

And some seiden nothing so,

Bot that the wylde loves rage

In mannes lif forberth non Age;

[Sidenote: Nota.[1758]]

Whil ther is oyle forto fyre,

The lampe is lyhtly set afyre,

And is fulhard er it be queynt,

Bot only if it be som seint,

Which god preserveth of his grace.

And thus me thoghte, in sondri place 2780

Of hem that walken up and doun

Ther was diverse opinioun:

And for a while so it laste,

Til that Cupide to the laste,

[Sidenote: [THE FIERY DART WITHDRAWN.]]

Forth with his moder full avised,

Hath determined and devised

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 369=]

Unto what point he wol descende.

And al this time I was liggende

Upon the ground tofore his yhen,

And thei that my desese syhen 2790

Supposen noght I scholde live;

Bot he, which wolde thanne yive

His grace, so as it mai be,

This blinde god which mai noght se,

Hath groped til that he me fond;

And as he pitte forth his hond[1759]

Upon my body, wher I lay,

Me thoghte a fyri Lancegay,

Which whilom thurgh myn herte he caste,

He pulleth oute, and also faste 2800

As this was do, Cupide nam

His weie, I not where he becam,

And so dede al the remenant

Which unto him was entendant,

Of hem that in Avision

I hadde a revelacion,

So as I tolde now tofore.

[Sidenote: [THE HEALING OF LOVE.]]

Bot Venus wente noght therfore,

Ne Genius, whiche thilke time[1760]

Abiden bothe faste byme. 2810

And sche which mai the hertes bynde

In loves cause and ek unbinde,

Er I out of mi trance aros,

Venus, which hield a boiste clos,

And wolde noght I scholde deie,

Tok out mor cold than eny keie

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 370=]

An oignement, and in such point

Sche hath my wounded herte enoignt,

My temples and my Reins also.[1761]

And forth withal sche tok me tho 2820

A wonder Mirour forto holde,

In which sche bad me to beholde

And taken hiede of that I syhe;

Wherinne anon myn hertes yhe

I caste, and sih my colour fade,

Myn yhen dymme and al unglade,

Mi chiekes thinne, and al my face

With Elde I myhte se deface,

So riveled and so wo besein,

That ther was nothing full ne plein, 2830

I syh also myn heres hore.

Mi will was tho to se nomore

Outwith, for ther was no plesance;[1762]

And thanne into my remembrance

I drowh myn olde daies passed,

And as reson it hath compassed,

[Sidenote: Quod status hominis Mensibus anni

equiperatur.[1763]]

I made a liknesse of miselve

Unto the sondri Monthes twelve,

Wherof the yeer in his astat

Is mad, and stant upon debat, 2840

That lich til other non acordeth.

For who the times wel recordeth,

And thanne at Marche if he beginne,

Whan that the lusti yeer comth inne,

Til Augst be passed and Septembre,

The myhty youthe he may remembre

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 371=]

In which the yeer hath his deduit

Of gras, of lef, of flour, of fruit,[1764]

Of corn and of the wyny grape.

And afterward the time is schape[1765] 2850

To frost, to Snow, to Wind, to Rein,

Til eft that Mars be come ayein:

The Wynter wol no Somer knowe,

The grene lef is overthrowe,

The clothed erthe is thanne bare,

Despuiled is the Somerfare,[1766]

That erst was hete is thanne chele.

And thus thenkende thoghtes fele,

I was out of mi swoune affraied,

Wherof I sih my wittes straied,[1767] 2860

And gan to clepe hem hom ayein.

And whan Resoun it herde sein

That loves rage was aweie,

He cam to me the rihte weie,

And hath remued the sotie

Of thilke unwise fantasie,

Wherof that I was wont to pleigne,

So that of thilke fyri peine

I was mad sobre and hol ynowh.

Venus behield me than and lowh, 2870

And axeth, as it were in game,

What love was. And I for schame

Ne wiste what I scholde ansuere;

And natheles I gan to swere

That be my trouthe I knew him noght;

So ferr it was out of mi thoght,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 372=]

Riht as it hadde nevere be.

‘Mi goode Sone,’ tho quod sche,

‘Now at this time I lieve it wel,

So goth the fortune of my whiel; 2880

Forthi mi conseil is thou leve.’

‘Ma dame,’ I seide, ‘be your leve,

Ye witen wel, and so wot I,

That I am unbehovely

Your Court fro this day forth to serve:[1768]

And for I may no thonk deserve,

And also for I am refused,

I preie you to ben excused.

And natheles as for the laste,[1769]

Whil that my wittes with me laste, 2890

Touchende mi confession

I axe an absolucion

Of Genius, er that I go.’

[Sidenote: [THE ABSOLUTION.]]

The Prest anon was redy tho,

And seide, ‘Sone, as of thi schrifte

Thou hast ful pardoun and foryifte;

Foryet it thou, and so wol I.’

[Sidenote: Amans.]

‘Min holi fader, grant mercy,’

Quod I to him, and to the queene[1770]

I fell on knes upon the grene, 2900

And tok my leve forto wende.

[Sidenote: [LEAVE-TAKING OF VENUS.]]

Bot sche, that wolde make an ende,

As therto which I was most able,

A Peire of Bedes blak as Sable

Sche tok and heng my necke aboute;

Upon the gaudes al withoute

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 373=]

Was write of gold, _Por reposer_.[1771]

‘Lo,’ thus sche seide, ‘John Gower,

Now thou art ate laste cast,

This have I for thin ese cast, 2910

That thou nomore of love sieche.

Bot my will is that thou besieche

And preie hierafter for the pes,

And that thou make a plein reles

To love, which takth litel hiede

Of olde men upon the nede,

Whan that the lustes ben aweie:

Forthi to thee nys bot o weie,

In which let reson be thi guide;

For he may sone himself misguide, 2920

That seth noght the peril tofore.

Mi Sone, be wel war therfore,

And kep the sentence of my lore

And tarie thou mi Court nomore,

Bot go ther vertu moral duelleth,[1772]

Wher ben thi bokes, as men telleth,[1773]

Whiche of long time thou hast write.

For this I do thee wel to wite,

If thou thin hele wolt pourchace,

Thou miht noght make suite and chace, 2930

Wher that the game is nought pernable;[1774]

It were a thing unresonable,

A man to be so overseie.

Forthi tak hiede of that I seie;

For in the lawe of my comune

We be noght schape to comune,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 374=]

Thiself and I, nevere after this.

Now have y seid al that ther is[1775]

Of love as for thi final ende:

*Adieu, for y mot fro the wende.’ 2940

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 375=]

And with that word al sodeinly,

Enclosid in a sterred sky,[1776]

Venus, which is the qweene of love,

Was take in to hire place above,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 376=]

More wiste y nought wher sche becam.[1777]

And thus my leve of hire y nam,[1778]

And forth with al the same tide

Hire prest, which wolde nought abide,

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 377=]

Or be me lief or be me loth,

Out of my sighte forth he goth, 2950

And y was left with outen helpe.

So wiste I nought wher of to yelpe,

Bot only that y hadde lore

My time, and was sori ther fore.

[Sidenote: =P. iii. 378=]

And thus bewhapid in my thought,

Whan al was turnyd in to nought,

I stod amasid for a while,

And in my self y gan to smyle

Thenkende uppon the bedis blake,

And how they weren me betake, 2960

For that y schulde bidde and preie.

And whanne y sigh non othre weie

Bot only that y was refusid,

Unto the lif which y hadde usid

I thoughte nevere torne ayein:

And in this wise, soth to seyn,

Homward a softe pas y wente,

Wher that with al myn hol entente[1779]

Uppon the point that y am schryve

I thenke bidde whil y live.[1780] 2970

[Sidenote: [THE AUTHOR PRAYS FOR THE STATE OF ENGLAND.]]

iv. _Parce precor, Criste, populus quo gaudeat iste;_

_Anglia ne triste subeat, rex summe, resiste._

_Corrige quosque status, fragiles absolue reatus;_

_Vnde deo gratus vigeat locus iste beatus._

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