HERCULES.

Of Hercules the sovereyn conquerour 3285

Singen his workes laude and heigh renoun;

For in his tyme of strengthe he was the flour.

He slow, and rafte the skin of the leoun;

He of Centauros leyde the boost adoun;

He Arpies slow, the cruel briddes felle; 3290

He golden apples rafte of the dragoun; (111)

He drow out Cerberus, the hound of helle:

He slow the cruel tyrant Busirus,

And made his hors to frete him, flesh and boon;

He slow the firy serpent venimous; 3295

Of Achelois two hornes, he brak oon;

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And he slow Cacus in a cave of stoon;

He slow the geaunt Antheus the stronge;

He slow the grisly boor, and that anoon,

And bar the heven on his nekke longe. 3300

3294. E. flessh. 3296. E. Cm. hornes two; _rest_ two hornes.

Was never wight, sith that the world bigan, (121)

That slow so many monstres as dide he.

Thurgh-out this wyde world his name ran,

What for his strengthe, and for his heigh bountee,

And every reaume wente he for to see. 3305

He was so strong that no man mighte him lette;

At bothe the worldes endes, seith Trophee,

In stede of boundes, he a piler sette.

3308. E. stide; pileer.

A lemman hadde this noble champioun,

That highte Dianira, fresh as May; 3310

And, as thise clerkes maken mencioun, (131)

She hath him sent a sherte fresh and gay.

Allas! this sherte, allas and weylaway!

Envenimed was so subtilly with-alle,

That, er that he had wered it half a day, 3315

It made his flesh al from his bones falle.

3310, 2. E. fressh. 3316. E. flessh.

But nathelees somme clerkes hir excusen

By oon that highte Nessus, that it maked;

Be as be may, I wol hir noght accusen;

But on his bak this sherte he wered al naked, 3320

Til that his flesh was for the venim blaked. (141)

And whan he sey noon other remedye,

In hote coles he hath him-selven raked,

For with no venim deyned him to dye.

Thus starf this worthy mighty Hercules; 3325

Lo, who may truste on fortune any throwe?

For him that folweth al this world of prees,

Er he be war, is ofte y-leyd ful lowe.

Ful wys is he that can him-selven knowe.

Beth war, for whan that fortune list to glose, 3330

Than wayteth she hir man to overthrowe (151)

By swich a wey as he wolde leest suppose.

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