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De lucis scrutinio

1. De lucis scrutinio

Incipit tractatus "De lucis scrutinio," quam a diu viciorum tenebre, prothdolor, suffocarunt;
secundum illud in evangelio, "
Qui ambulat in tenebris nescit quo vadat."
 
1. An Examination of the Light

Here begins the tract "An Examination of the Light," which, I'm sad to say, the shadows of vice have suffocated
for a long time now; just as the verse in the Gospels, "
He who walks in darkness does not know where he is going."
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Heu, quia per crebras humus est viciata tenebras,
Vix iter humanum locus ullus habet sibi planum.
Si Romam pergas ut ibi tua lumina tergas,
Lumina mira cape, quia Rome sunt duo pape.
Et si plus cleri iam debent lumina queri,
Sub modio tecta latitat lucerna reiecta.
Presulis officia mundus tegit absque sophia,
Stat sua lux nulla dum Simonis est ibi bulla;
Est iter hoc vile qui taliter intrat ovile,
Nec bene discernit lucem qui lumina spernit.
Sic caput obscurum de membris nil fore purum
Efficit et secum sic cecus habet sibi cecum.
Aut si vis gressus claros, non ordo professus
Hos tibi prestabit, quos caucius umbra fugabit.
Ordine claustrali manifestius in speciali
Lux ibi pallescit, quam mens magis invida nescit.
Lux et moralis tenebrescit presbiteralis:
Clara dies transit, nec eis lucerna remansit.
Sunt ibi lucerne, iocus, ocia, scorta, taberne:
Quorum velamen viciis fert sepe iuvamen.
Sic perit exemplum lucis, quo turbida templum
Nebula perfudit, que lumina queque recludit.
Sic vice pastorum quos Cristus ab ante bonorum
Legerat, ecce, chorum statuit iam mundus eorum.
Si lux presentum scrutetur in orbe regentum,
Horum de guerra pallet sine lumine terra.
Ne periant leges, iam Roma petit sibi reges,
Noscat ut ille pater que sit sibi credula mater.
Scisma modernorum patrum, novitate duorum
Reges delerent, si Cristi iura viderent;
Lux ita regalis decet ecclesiam specialis;
Qua domus alma Dei maneat sub spe requiei.
Teste paganorum bello furiente Deorum
Raro fides crescit ubi regia lux tenebrescit.
Hec tamen audimus, set et hec verissima scimus,
Nec capit hec mentis oculus de luce regentis.
Ulterius quere, cupias si lumen habere,
Lumina namque David sibi ceca magis titulavit.
Si regni proceres aliter pro lumine queres,
Aspice quod plenum non est ibi tempus amenum,
Dumque putas stare, palpabis iter, quia clare
Nemo videt quando veniet de turbine grando.
Divicie cece fallunt sine lumine sese;
Quam prius ille cadat, vix cernit habens ubi vadat.
Sic via secura procerum non est sine cura.
Stans honor ex onere sibi convenit acta videre;
Qui tamen extentum modo viderit experimentum,
De procerum spera, non surgunt lumina vera.
Si bellatorum lucem scrutabor eorum,
Lucerne lator tenebrosus adest gladiator.
Sunt ibi doctrina luxus, iactura, rapina,
Que non splendorem querunt set habere cruorem;
Et sic armatus lucem pre labe reatus
Non videt, unde status suus errat in orbe gravatus.
Si lex scrutetur, ibi lux non invenietur.
Quin, vis aut velle ius concitat esse rebelle.
Non populo lucet iudex quem Mammona ducet,
Efficit et cecum quo sepe reflectitur equm.
Ius sine iure datur, si nummus in aure loquatur;
Auri splendore tenebrescit lumen in ore.
Omnis legista vivit quasi lege sub ista,
Quo magis ex glosa loculi fit lex tenebrosa.
Si mercatorum querantur lumina morum,
Lux non fulgebit ubi fraus cum cive manebit.
Contegit usure subtilis forma figure
Vultum larvatum, quem diues habet similatum.
Si dolus in villa tua possit habere sigilla,
Vix reddes, clarus, bona que tibi prestat avarus;
Et sic maiores fallunt quamsepe minores,
Unde dolent turbe sub murmure plebis in urbe.
Sic inter cives errat sine lumine dives,
Dumque fidem nescit, lux pacis ab urbe recessit.
Si patriam quero, nec ibi michi lumina spero;
Nam via vulgaris tenebris viciatur amaris.
Plebs racione carens hec est, sine moribus, arens,
Cuius subiectam vix Cristus habet sibi sectam.
Sunt aliqui tales quos mundus habet speciales,
Fures, raptores, homicide, turbidiores.
Sunt et conducti quidam pro munere ducti,
Quos facit assisa periuros luce rescisa.
Rustica ruralis non est ibi spes aliqualis,
Quo nimis obscura pallent sine lumine rura.
Sic magis illicebras mundanas quisque tenebras
Nunc petit, et vota non sunt ad lumina mota.
Sic prior est mundus, et si Deus esse secundus
Posset, adhuc talis foret in spe lux aliqualis.
Set quasi nunc totus Deus est a plebe remotus,
Sic absente duce perit orbis iter sine luce.
O nimis orbatus varii de labe reatus,
Omnis in orbe status modo stat quasi prevaricatus.
Cum tamen errantes alios, sine lege, vagantes,
Cecos deplango, mea propria viscera tango.
Cecus ut ignorat quo pergere, dumque laborat,
Sic iter explorat mea mens que flebilis orat.
Et quia perpendo quod lucis ad ultima tendo,
Nunc iter attendo quo perfruar in moriendo.
Tu, qui formasti lucem tenebrasque creasti,
Crimina condones et sic tua lumina dones.
In terram sero tunc quando cubicula quero,
Confer candelam, potero qua ferre medelam.
Hec Gower scribit lucem dum querere quibit;
   Sub spe transibit ubi gaudia lucis adhibit.
   Lucis solamen det sibi Cristus. Amen.
Alas, because the earth is defiled with dense shadows,
There is scarcely a place that offers a level path for man's journey.
If you go to Rome to purify your lights,
Take marvelous lights, because there are two popes in Rome.
And if the lights of the clergy require more searching,
The rejected lamp lies hidden under a bushel.
The world hides the duties of the Church's presider far from wisdom,
And no light shines from him while he wears the medallion of Simon;
He takes a vile route who enters the sheepfold in such a way.
Nor does he well discern the light who shuns the light.
Such a defiled head produces nothing pure from its members,
And a man thus blind has with him one blind to himself.
Or if you want clear steps to follow, a professed order will not show them to you,
For shadows will obscure them with excessive caution.
It is especially obvious in cloistered orders
That the light grows dim there, light which the more envious mind does not know.
And the moral light of priests also grows dark:
The clear day is passing, and no lamp remains for them.
There are lamps there, and jokes, leisure, prostitutes, taverns:
The veil of these things often serves as an aid for the practice of vice.
Thus the model of light perishes, where a stormy cloud
Has engulfed the temple, and put out all the lights.
Thus in place of the shepherds that Christ formerly chose
From good men, look, the world has set up a chorus.
If the light of those now ruling the world is examined,
The earth grows dim because of their wars.
Now Rome seeks kings for itself, so that the laws not be voided,
So that that father might know which mother believes in him.
The schism of the two new present-day fathers
The kings would remove, if they saw the laws of Christ;
A light thus royal is especially fitting for the Church;
Under its glow the nurturing house of God may maintain its hope of peace.
The pagan gods and their raging wars bear witness that
Rarely does faith increase where the royal light grows dark.
We have heard these things, but we also know these things to be very true,
And the eye of our mind does not find them in the light of a present ruler.
Seek further, if you want to have light,
For David invoked lights that were more dark to him.
If you look in another place at the nobility of the kingdom for light,
Consider that good weather is not constant there,
And while you think that it holds, you will feel your way along, for
No one sees clearly when hail will come from the whirlwind.
Blind wealth deceives itself without light;
Before any rich man falls, scarcely does he make out where he is going.
Thus the secure path of the nobility is not without cares.
It befits burdensome Honor to view deeds,
But nevertheless when it views the present extensive scene,
From the sphere of the nobility, true lights are not rising.
If I examine the light of their warriors,
The gladiator is a dark bearer of light.
There one finds the teaching of wantonness, destruction, rapine,
And they do not seek splendor, but to have gore.
Thus the armed warrior, because of the stain of his sin,
Does not see the light, and his status wanders burdened in the world.
If the law is examined, light will not be found there.
No indeed, violence and desire force law to be lawless.
No judge led by Mammon will shed any light on the people,
And, where equity is often seen, he makes it blind.
Lawless law is given if coin speaks in its ear;
The light in his face is dimmed by the gleam of gold.
Every lawyer lives as if under that law,
By which the law becomes darker from the word of the purse.
If lights are sought in the habits of the merchants,
No light will shine out where fraud resides in the city.
The subtle form of usury covers the figure's
Masked face, which the rich man pretends is his own.
If deceit in your mansion could have seals,
Scarcely will you, though famous, repay the money that the miser lends you;
And thus our greater men cheat lesser men as often as they can,
And from this the throngs grieve, bearing the murmur of the people in the city.
Thus the rich man wanders among the citizens without light,
And since he knows no trustworthiness, the light of peace recedes in the city.
If I search our country, I have no hope of finding light for myself there;
For the path of the people is corrupted by bitter darkness.
This is a people lacking reason, dry, without moral character,
A sect which Christ scarcely holds subject to himself.
There are some men whom the world holds dear,
Thieves, plunderers, murderers, disturbers of the peace.
And there are witnesses, enticed by money,
Made perjurors by the assize cut off from light.
There in the countryside there is no hope of any sort,
Where the dark fields dim even more without light.
Thus each man seeks even more the darkness of worldly seductions
These days, and prayers are not directed towards the light.
Thus the world comes first, and if God could be second,
As such there would still be some hope of light.
But now it is as if God has totally been removed from the people,
And, bereft of its leader, the path of the world perishes without light.
O world so abandoned because of the stain of your manifold guilt,
Every class in this world now exists as if in a state of transgression.
However when I weep for others, lost, wandering without law,
And blind, I touch upon my own heart.
As the blind man does not know where he goes, and on he toils,
So my mind with tears and prayers seeks its own path.
And because I consider that I am headed toward the final shores of light,
I now attend to the path by which I may achieve it when I die.
You, who formed the light and created the darkness,
Forgive my sins and thus grant me your light.
Then when I seek my final resting place in the earth at last,
Bring me a candle, by which I can amend my way.
Gower writes these things while he is able to seek the light;
   He will pass on in hope to the place where he will come to the joys of light.
   May Christ grant him the consolation of the light. Amen.


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