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1 By a forest syde, walking as I went, Disport to take in o mornyng, A place I fond schaded with bowes ybent, Iset aboute with flowrs so swete smellyng. I leyde me down upon that grene, And kast myn eyyen me aboute: I fond there breddes with fedres schene, Many on sitting upon a rowte. O brid therby sat on a brere — Hir fedres were pulled! Sche myght not fle! She sat and song with mornyng chere: "Parce michi, Domine! 2 "Spare me, Lorde, Kyng of Pytee!" (Thus sang this bryd in pouer array) "My myrthe is goo, and my jolyté! I may not flee as othir may! My fedres schene ben pulled me fro, My Yowthe, my Strengthe, and my Bewté! Wherthorgh I take this song me too: Parce michi, Domine!" 3 When I herd this mornyng song, I drew this brid nere and nere, And asked who had don this wrong, And brought here in so drowpyng chere, And who had pulled here fedres away, That schuld here bere fro tre to tre, And why sche song in her lay, "Parce michi, Domine!" 4 The bryd answerd and seid me till, "Man, be in pees, for Cristes sake! Yif I schewe the myn hertis will, Peynes sore me wolle awake! Yif thow wilt take my word in mynde, Ther shal no sorow be my letting That I nyl holy myn herte unbynde, And sothly telle the thyn asking, Which were my fedres that were so clere, And who hath pulled hem all fro me, And why I sitte singging on brere, 'Parce michi, Domine!' 5 "Fedres fowre I had ywis! — The two were set on every wynge — Thei bare me breme to my blys, Where me lust be at my lykyng. The first was Yowthe, the secunde Bewté, Strengthe and Ryches the other two. And now thei ben as thow maist se — All foure fedres ifalle me fro! My principal fedre Yowthe it was: He bare me ofte to nyseté! Wherfore my song is now, allas!, Parce michi, Domine! 6 "In yowthe I wrought folies fele, Myn herte was set so hye in pride; To synne Y yaf me every dele, Spared I neither tyme ne tyde. I was redy to make debate; My lyf stood ofte in mochel drede And my lyking to walke late, And have my lust of synful dede. I was now here, I was now there. Unstable I was in al degré. To Hym I crye that Marie bare, Parce michi, Domine! 7 "For Salamon seith in his poysé, 'Thre weyes ther beth ful hard to knowe: Oon is a schep that sailleth in the see, An egle in hey, a worme in lowe.' And of the ferthe telle he ne kan — It is so wondirful in his hering! — 'The weyes of a yong man Whiche that ben here at her lyking.' And now hath Age ismyte me fro My pryncypal fedre of jolyté! For al that ever I have misdoo, Parce michi, Domine! 8 "My secunde fedre height Bewté. I held myself so clere of schap, That al the peple scholde loke on me, And worschip me with hoode and cap! My rud was reed, my colour clere — Me thought never non so faire as I, In al a contré, feer ne nere! — In fetewrs and schap so comely, My forhed large, my browes bent, Myn eyyen cleer, and corage bolde, My schap ne myght no man ament. Me thought myself so fayre to beholde! And yet I was begyled in syght: The myrrour, Lorde, deseyved me! Wherfore I aske, Lord, of Thi myght, Parce michi, Domine! 9 "This fedir me bare ful ofte to synne, And, principally, to leccherye. Clipping and kessing cowth I not blynne, Me thought it craft of curteseye. A cusse! It is the develis gynne! Oft of it ariseth woo and wrake! The devel with cusse many doth wynne! I counseil the: thow synne forsake. Sampson lost his strengthe therfore, David his grace for Bersabee, Til he cried with wordes sore, ' Parce michi, Domine!' 10 "Salamon, that worthy king, Ful fayr he was fro top to too; Wherfore, in his age yyng, He was amabilis domino! And after he fel fowle and sore For lust of women that was him neygh; Thei fonned him in his age hore, That he forsoke his God on heygh. Nought onlich thise, but many moo, Bewté hath begiled iwys. I woot wel I am on of thoo — I can the better telle this! Now hath Age ysmyte me fro My secunde fedre that height Bewté For al that ever I have misdoo, Parce michi, Domine! 11 "My thridde fedre Strengthe height. My name was knowe on every syde, For I was man of mochel myght, And many on spak of me ful wide. To prike and praunce I was ful preste, My strengthe to kepe in every place, And evermore I had the best — Such was myn hap! Such was my grace! My strengthe ful ofte me drowgh amys And torned me, Lord, clene fro The; Now, Kyng corowned in hevenne blys, Parce michi, Domine! 12 "This feder me bare beyonde the see To gete me name in uncowth londe; To robbe and slee had I deyntee, Ne spared I neither fre ne bonde. Of holy chirche took I no yeme, Bokes to take, ne vestement; Ther myght no thing so moche me queme As robbe or see an abbey brent! With strengthe I gat me gret aray, Precious clothes, gold, and fee; I thougth ful litel on thilke day. Parce michi, Domine! 13 "When Nabugodonosor fers in fight Jerusalem had thought to wynne, And so he dede with mayn and myght, And brent the temples ther withinne. And al the gold that he there fonde He toke with hym, and hom gan ryde. Him thought ther scholde nothing withstonde — His herte was set so heigh in pryde! — Till the King of Myghtes Most Browght him there that lowest was, And caught him fro his real oost, And drof him to a wildirnesse; And there he lyved with erbe and rote, Walkyng ever on foot and on honde, Till God of mercy dede him bote, And brought his prisoun out of bonde. Thanne seide this kyng thise wordes iwis: 'Al thing be, Lord, at Thi powsté; Mercy I crie! I have do mys! Parce michi, Domine!' 14 "While I had my strengthe at will, Ful many a man I dede unrest; Thei that wolde not myn heste fulfill My knyf was redy to his brest. And now I sitte here blynde and lame And croked beth my lymes alle. I was ful wilde, I am now tame: This ffedre of Strengthe is fro me falle! And now hath Age ysmyte me fro My thridde fedre of jolyté! For al that ever I have misdo, Parce michi, Domine! 15 "My ferthe feder Ryches was. To make it schyne, I travailled sore; I wente in many a perilous place; Wel oft my lyf was neigh forlore! By dale, by downe, by wode syde, I bood many a bitter schowr; In salt see I sailled wel wide, For to multiplie my tresowr; With fals sleightes I gat my gode; In covetise I grownded me! Jhesu, for Thi precious blood, Parce michi, Domine! 16 "Whan I was siker of gold ynow, I gan to ride aboute wel fast; I purchaced moche and — God wot how! — I wende this lyf wolde ever have last. I let me bilde castell and towres, Without iwarded with stronge dyche, Withinne ibildet halles and bowres — Ther was no towr my castel liche! In this was yset al my lyking, And turned me, Lord, holich fro The! To The I crye now, Heven Kyng, Parce michi, Domine! 17 "Whan I was most in al my flours, And had aboute me wif and childe, I lost my catel and my tours — Thanne wex myn herte in party mylde! — Catell fel fro me sodeynly, Ryght as it come, it went away! Men seith, 'Good gete untrewly The thridde heire broke it ne may.' I was ful wilde, I am now tame; Fortune hath pulled Ryches fro me; Yowre wreche, Lorde, I cannot blame: Parce michi, Domine! 18 "Job was richer thanne ever was I Of gold, silver, and other good; It fel hym fro, and that scharply, As dede the water owt of the flood. Hym was not left so mochel a clothe, His naked body for to hele; Hym lakkyd crostes of a loffe When him lest ete in tyme of mele. And yet he held up thanne his honde, And seide, 'Heigh God, in magesté, I thank The of Thy swete sonde; Parce michi, Domine!' 19 "Now Parce michi, Domine! My joye, my merthe is al agoo! Yowthe, Strengthe, and my Bewté, My fetheres faire be falle me froo! Wherto is a man more liche Thanne to a flowr that springes in May? Alle that lyveth, bothe powre and ryche, Shall deye unknowyng of her day." 20 I sette me down upon my knee, And thanked this bryd of here gode lore. It thought me wele this word "parce" Was bale and bote of gostly sore. 1 Now parce, Lord, and spare Thow me; This is a worde that sone gat grace; And parce geteth Godis pyté, And scheweth to us His blessed face. Amen. |
(see note) Amusement; a morning arching tree boughs; (see note) Covered; (see note) meadow eyes birds; feathers shining Many a one; in a group One bird; briar; (see note) plucked; (see note) sang; sad countenance; (see note) Spare me, Lord!; (see note) compassion; (see note) pitiful dress; (see note) gone; happiness; (see note) lovely Beauty For which reason I take up; (see note) sad/morning (pun) nearer and nearer; (see note) (see note) her; downcast appearance which should bear her; (see note) sang; poetic song; (see note) to me be still; (see note) thee; emotions will disturb me; (see note) mentally absorb my words prevent me From wholly unbinding my heart to you truly tell you what; bright; (see note) them briar indeed each speedily; (see note) Wherever I desired to find my pleasure; (see note) (see note) may see fallen off of me; (see note) It; wantonness For which reason committed many follies; (see note) (see note) I entirely gave myself to sin I was heedless of time and event be quarrelsome at great risk Because of my desire to; (see note) fill of sinful deeds in every way whom; bore; (see note) poetry; (see note) are very hard to understand; (see note) ship on high; (see note) he cannot tell understanding their (i.e., his); (see note) struck; (see note) misdone (i.e., sinned); (see note) is called; (see note) handsome in form would praise; (see note) complexion country; far; (see note) features curved; (see note) manner; (see note) improve; (see note) Embracing; resist; (see note) a required art of courtesy kiss; trap woe and ruin; (see note) by that means (i.e., kissing) (see note) [lost] his grace; (see note) toe; (see note) young; (see note) lovable to the lord (i.e., God); (see note) afterward; unhappy; (see note) who were nigh about him made a fool of; white-haired So that; high Not only these; more; (see note) know; one of those (see note) was called known put on airs; eager;(see note) maintain (see note) fortune; (see note) drew entirely; (see note) the bliss of heaven; (see note) (see note) reputation; foreign slay; delight freemen nor bound servants; (see note) consideration please burnt looted possessions; (see note) wealth this very day; (see note) fierce; (see note) conquer did; power (see note) (see note) did withstand [him]; (see note) (see note) royal host; (see note) drove herb and root gave him a remedy; (see note) freed him from prison(see note) might done amiss; (see note) abused command; (see note) (see note) limbs fallen from me (see note) labored hard (see note) almost lost by the side of woods; (see note) endured; hardship deceptions; gained my goods avarice (see note) assured; enough began knows; (see note) thought; would always last arranged to build; (see note) Protected without by a great moat; (see note) Constructed within with; small chambers; (see note) that was like my castle All my pleasure was set in this; (see note) I was turned; wholly away from; (see note) most vigorous; prime of life; (see note) possessions; towers grew; somewhat humbled; (see note) (see note) Just; (see note) Goods gained impurely; (see note) heir (i.e., grandchild) may not retain it; (see note) (see note) punishment (see note) abruptly sea; (see note) so much as; (see note) cover; (see note) He lacked crusts of bread When he wished to eat (see note) (see note) gift; (see note) (see note) (see note) gone(see note) (see note) Is a man more like to anything; (see note) Than to a flower that blooms in May?; (see note) poor; (see note) not expecting their time for her good teaching I meditated deeply [on how]; (see note) (see note) obtained; (see note) compassion; (see note) reveals |