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Perle, plesaunte to prynces paye pleasing pleasure To clanly clos in golde so clere,To set elegantly Oute of Oryent, I hardyly saye,firmly Ne proved I never her precios pere.I never discovered equal line5So rounde, so reken in uche araye, lovely each setting So smal, so smothe her sydes were, Queresoever I jugged gemmes gayeWherever I sette hyr sengeley in synglure. apart as unique Allas, I leste hyr in on erbere; lost a garden line10Thurgh gresse to grounde hit fro me yot. grass it tumbled from me I dewyne, fordolked of luf-daungere I languish, wounded by unrequited love Of that pryvy perle withouten spot. special

Sythen in that spote hit fro me sprange,Since it sprang from me Ofte haf I wayted, wyschande that wele line15That wont was whyle devoyde my wrange And heven my happe and al my hele.increase my luck well-being That dos bot thrych my herte thrange, My breste in bale bot bolne and bele. Yet thoght me never so swete a sange I thought line20As stylle stounde let to me stele;As a still time let steal over me Forsothe, ther fleten to me feleIndeed flew many [songs] To thenke hir color so clad in clot.dirt O moul, thou marres a myry juele, earth mar a pretty My privy perle wythouten spotte.

line25That spot of spyses mot nedes spredespice plants must be overgrown Ther such ryches to rot is runne: Where are run Blomes blayke and blwe and redewhite Ther schyne ful schyr agayn the sunne.must shine brightly against Flor and fryte may not be fede withered line30Ther hit doun drof in moldes dunne;Where it sank in clods of brown earth For uch gresse mot grow of graynes dede,each plant must from dead seed No whete were elles to wones wonne. Of goud uche goude is ay bygonneeach good thing always begun So semly a sede moght fayly notlovely could not fail line35That spryngande spyces up ne sponnespringing would not shoot up Of that precios perle wythouten spotte.

To that spot that I in speche expoundescribe I entred in that erber grene In in a hygh seysoun festival line40Quen corne is corven wyth crokes kene.cut sickles sharp On huyle ther perle hit trendeled dounmound where Schadowed this wortes ful schyre and schene:plants bright shining Gilofre, gyngure, and gromylyoun,Gillyflower, ginger gromwell And pyonys powdered ay bytwene. peonies everywhere line45Yif hit was semly on to senelovely to look on A fayr reflayr yet fro hit flot.lovely fragrance also floated Ther wonys that worthyly, I wot and wene, lives noble one believe and know My precious perle wythouten spot.

Bifore that spot my honde I spenned clasped line50For care ful colde that to me caght.seized on me A deuely dele in my hert denneddesolating grief lay deep Thagh resoun sette myselven saght.Though reason would have reconciled me I playned my perle that ther was penned mourned trapped Wyth fyrce skylles that faste faght.With vehement arguments that contended fiercely line55Thagh kynde of Kryst me comfort kenned,nature taught My wreched wylle in wo ay wraghte.will struggled I felle upon that floury flaghtturf Suche odour to my hernes schot,brains I slode upon a slepyng-slaghte slid sudden sleep line60On that precios perle wythouten spot.

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Fro spot my spyryt ther sprang in space My body on balke ther bod in sweven. mound remained dream My goste is gon in Godes gracespirit In aventure ther mervayles meven.quest marvels happen line65I ne wyste in this worlde quere that hit wacedid not know where was Bot I knew me keste ther klyfes cleven.But I knew myself cast where cliffs cleave Towarde a foreste I bere the facemade my way Where ryche rokkes wer to dyscreven.to be seen The lyght of hem myght no mon leven,believe line70The glemande glory that of hem glent,gleaming glinted For wern never webbes that wyyes wevenFor never were fabrics that people weave Of half so dere adubbemente. adornment

Dubbed wern alle tho downes sydesAdorned were hillsides Wyth crystal klyffes so cler of kynde;bright by nature line75Holtewodes bryght aboute hem bydesWoods them lie Of bolles as blwe as ble of Ynde.tree trunks indigo As bornyst sylver the lef on slydes That thike con trylle on uch a tynde; Quen glem of glodes agayns hem glydesbright patches [of sky] line80Wyth schymeryng schene ful schrylle thay schynde.brightly they shone The gravayl that on grounde con grynde Wern precious perles of Oryente. The sunnebemes bot blo and blyndepale and blind (fig. dark and dim) In respecte of that adubbement.comparison

line85The adubbemente of tho downes derehills splendid Garten my goste al greffe forgete.Caused spirit So frech flavores of frytes werescents fruits As fode hit con me fayre refete.did completely refresh me Fowles ther flowen in fryth in fereBirds flew wood together line90Of flaumbande hwes bothe smale and grete;glowing colors Bot sytole-stryng and gyternere citole-string gittern player Her reken myrthe moght not retrete,Their lovely imitate For quen those bryddes her wynges bete Thay songen wyth a swete asent.harmony line95So gracios gle couthe no mon getemusic could As here and se her adubbement.

So al was dubbet on dere asyseadorned manner That fryth ther fortwne forth me feres.wood takes The derthe therof for to devysesplendor describe line100Nis no wyy worthé that tonge beres.There is no person I welke ay forth in wely wyse,walk blissful state No bonk so byg that did me deres:hill hindrance The fyrre in the fryth, the feier con rysefurther fairer The playn, the plonttes, the spyse, the peres; line105And rawes and randes and rych reveres As fyldor fyn her bukes brent.gold thread their streamlets glistened I wan to a water by schore that scherescame flows Lorde, dere was hit adubbement.lovely was its adornment

The dubbemente of tho derworth depesplendid depths line110Wern bonkes bene of beryl bryght.banks pleasing Swangeande swete the water con swepeSwirling Wyth a rownande rourde raykande aryght. In the founce ther stonden stones stepe bottom stood staring As glente thurgh glas that glowed and glyght,flashes through glass glinted line115As stremande sternes quen strothe-men slepe Staren in welkyn in wynter nyght. For uche a pobbel in pole ther pyght pebble pool fixed Was emerad, saffer, other gemme gentesapphire noble That alle the loghe lemed of lyghtpool gleamed line120So dere was hit adubbement.

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The dubbement dere of doun and dales,hill Of wod and water and wlonke playnes,lovely meadows Bylde in me blys, abated my bales,Built up sorrows Fordidden my stresse, dystryed my paynes.Abolished distress line125Doun after a strem that dryyly halescontinually flows I bowed in blys, bredful my braynes.went brimful The fyrre I folwed those floty valesfurther watery The more strenghthe of joye myn herte straynes.stirs As fortune fares theras ho fraynes, she wishes line130Whether solace ho sende other elles sore,she sorrow The wyy to wham her wylle ho waynes person she sends Hyttes to have ay more and more.Seeks

More of wele was in that wysehappiness state Then I cowthe telle thagh I tom hade,could leisure had line135For urthely herte myght not suffysebe adequate To the tenthe dole of tho gladnes glade.part delights Forthy I thoght that ParadyseTherefore Was ther over gayn tho bonkes brade.over against broad I hoped the water were a devyse line140Bytwene myrthes by meres made. Byyonde the broke, by slente other slade,slope valley I hoped that mote merked wore;believed walled city was situated Bot the water was depe, I dorst not wade, And ever me longed ay more and more.ever I longed always

line145More and more and yet wel marestill more Me lyste to se the broke byyonde,I desired beyond the brook For if hit was fayr ther I con farewhere I was going Wel loveloker was the fyrre londe.Even lovelier more distant Abowte me con I stote and stare;did I stop line150To fynde a forthe faste con I fonde.ford eagerly I tried Bot wothes mo iwysse ther waredangers more indeed The fyrre I stalked by the stronde,further stepped shore And ever me thoght I shulde not wonde For wo ther weles so wynne wore. line155Thenne nwe note me com on hondematter came to my notice That meved my mynde ay more and more.moved

More mervayle con my dom adaunt;stunned my reason I sey byyonde that myry meresaw pleasant water A crystal clyffe ful relusaunt;shining line160Mony ryal ray con fro hit rere.splendid rose up from it At the fote therof ther sete a faunt, child A mayden of menske ful debonere.courtesy gracious Blysnande whyt was hyr bleaunt.Gleaming silk clothing I knew hyr wel, I hade sen hyr ere.before line165As glysnande golde that man con schere, can cut So schon that schene anunder schore. fair [maiden] at the foot of the cliff On lenghe I loked to hyr there —For a long time at her The lenger, I knew hyr more and more.

The more I frayste hyr fayre face,examined line170Her fygure fyn quen I had fonte,after noticed Suche gladande glory con to me glacegladdening glided As lyttel byfore therto was wonte. As a little before used to [come to me] To calle hyr lyste con me enchacedesire drove me Bot baysment gef myn hert a brunt.shock gave blow line175I sey hyr in so strange a place,saw Such a burre myght make myn herte blunt.blow stun my heart Thenne veres ho up her fayre frount,raises she forehead Hyr vysayge whyt as playn yvore,face polished ivory That stonge myn hert ful stray astount dazed in bewilderment line180And ever the lenger the more and more.

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More then me lyste my drede aros;More than I wished my fear arose I stod ful stylle and dorste not calle.dared Wyth yyen open and mouth ful closeyes I stod as hende as hawk in halle. courtly line185I hoped that gostly was that porpose;thought spiritual quarry I dred onende quat schulde byfalleconcerning what Lest ho me eschaped that I ther chos,escaped looked at Er I at steven hir moght stalle.for a meeting stop [for a moment] That gracios gay wythouten galle,lovely [creature] flaw line190So smothe, so smal, so seme slyght,seemly Ryses up in hir araye ryalle, A precios pyece in perles pyght.being decorated

Perles pyghte of ryal prys Ther moght mon by grace haf seneThere might one by good fortune have seen line195Quen that frech as flor-de-lysfair lily (i.e., lovely one) Doun the bonke con bowe bydene.bank came directly Al blysnande whyt was hir beau biys, beautiful garment Upon at sydes and bounden beneOpen beautifully Wyth the myryeste margarys, at my devyse, loveliest pearls, in my opinion line200That ever I sey yet with myn yyen; Wyth lappes large, I wot and wene, hanging sleeves believe and know Dubbed with double perle and dyghte,Adorned trimmed Her cortel of self sute schenekirtle matching Wyth precios perles al umbepyghte.Adorned trimmed

line205A pyght coroune yet wer that gyrlewore Of marjorys and non other ston,pearls Highe pynakled of cler quyt perle[With] high pinnacles Wyth flurted flowres perfet upon.With perfect flowers figured upon it To hed hade ho non other werle,On her head covering line210Her here-leke al hyr umbegon.hair-enclosure all around Her semblaunt sade for doc other erle,dignified duke or earl Her ble more blaght then whalles bon;complexion white As schorne golde schyr her fax thenne schonhair On schylderes that leghe unlapped lyghte.lay unbound loosely line215Her depe colour yet wonted nonwide collar nothing Of precios perle in porfyl pyghte.embroidered border

Pyght was poyned and uche a hemmewristband At honde, at sydes, at overture,wrist sides [neck] opening Wyth whyte perle and non other gemme, line220And bornyste quyte was hyr vesture.burnished white Bot a wonder perle wythouten wemmeblemish Inmyddes hyr breste was sette so sure,In the middle of A mannes dom moght druyyly demmeman’s judgment be utterly baffled Er mynde moght malte in hit mesure.Before his mind might take its measure line225I hope no tonge moght endure, No saverly saghe say of that syght, So was hit clene and cler and pure, That precios perle ther hit was pyght.

Pyght in perle, that precios pyse precious being line230On wyther half water com doun the schore.across the stream No gladder gome hethen into Greceman from here to Greece Then I quen ho on brymme wore.when she was on the bank Ho was me nerre then aunte or nece; nearer to me My joy forthy was much the more.therefore line235Ho profered me speche, that special spyce, addressed me creature Enclynande lowe in wommon lore, Bowing in woman’s counsel Caghte of her coroun of grete tresoreTook off And haylsed me wyth a lote lyghte.greeted glad word Wel was me that ever I was boreborn line240To sware that swete in perles pyghte.answer sweet one

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“O perle,” quoth I, “in perles pyght, Art thou my perle that I haf playned,mourned Regretted by myn one on nyghte?Grieved me alone at Much longeyng haf I for thee laynedconcealed line245Sythen into gresse thou me aglyghte. glittered away from me Pensyf, payred, I am forpayned,Sorrowful, broken wasted away And thou in a lyf of lykyng lyghtepleasure joyful In Paradys erde, of stryf unstrayned.land untroubled What wyrde has hyder my juel vaynedfate here brought line250And don me in thys del and gret daunger? put sorrow heartache Fro we in twynne wern towen and twaynedSince we were forced apart and separated I haf ben a joyles jueler.”

That juel thenne, in gemmes gente,elegant Vered up her vyse wyth yyen graye, Raised face line255Set on hyr coroun of perle orient And soberly after thenne con ho say,did she “Sir, ye haf your tale mysetentedistorted To say your perle is al awaye That is in cofer so comly clentestrong box so handsomely riveted line260As in this gardyn gracios gaye, So as to be in this garden a gracious fair one Hereinne to lenge forever and playstay Ther mys nee mornyng com never nere. Where neither loss nor mourning Her were a forser for thee, in faye,Here would be a coffer for you, truly If thou were a gentyl jueler.

line265“Bot, jueler gente, if thou schal lose Thy joy for a gemme that thee was lef,was dear to you Me thynk thee put in a mad porpose And busyes thee about a raysoun bref.And trouble yourself about a fleeting course For that thou lestes was bot a rosethat which you lost line270That flowred and fayled as kynde hyt gef;as nature allowed it Now thurgh kynde of the kyste that hyt con closechest enclosed To a perle of prys hit is put in pref.has proved to be And thou has called thy wyrde a theffate That oght of noght has mad thee cler. line275Thou blames the bote of thy meschef.remedy for your misfortune Thou art no kynde jueler.”courteous

A juel to me then was thys geste visitor/story And jueles wern hyr gentyl sawes.words “Iwyse,” quoth I, “my blysfol beste,Well excellent one line280My grete dystresse thou al todrawes.dispel To be excused I make requeste; I trawed my perle don out of dawes.believed out of existence Now haf I fonde hyt, I schal ma feste rejoice And wony wyth hyt in schyr wod-schaweslive bright groves line285And love my Lorde and al His lawes That has me broght thys blysse ner.near Now were I at yow byyonde thise wawes,with waves I were a joyfol jueler.”

“Jueler,” sayde that gemme clene, line290“Wy borde ye men? so madde ye be!Why joke Thre wordes has thou spoken at ene;at the same time Unavysed, for sothe, wern alle thre.Ill-considered, truly Thou ne woste in worlde quat on dos mene — Thy worde byfore thy wytte con fle.has fled line295Thou says thou trawes me in this denebelieve valley Bycawse thou may wyth yyen me se. Another — thou says in this countré Thyself schal won wyth me ryght here.live The thrydde — to passe thys water fre.third noble line300That may no joyfol jueler.

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“I halde that jueler lyttel to prayse That loves wel that he ses wyth yye,what he sees with [his] eyes And much to blame and uncortoyse That leves oure Lorde wolde make a lyyebelieves line305That lelly hyghte your lyf to raysefaithfully promised Thagh fortune dyd your flesch to dyye. Ye setten Hys wordes ful westernays That loves nothynk bot ye hit syye; And that is a poynt o sorquydryyeof pride line310That uche god mon may evel bysemeill-befit To leve no tale be true to tryyebelieve test Bot that hys one skyl may dem. individual reason judge

“Deme now thyself if thou con daylyhave conversed As man to God wordes schulde heve.address line315Thou says thou schal won in this bayly.dwell realm Me thynk thee burde fyrst aske leve —you ought to And yet of graunt thou myghtes fayle.permission Thou wylnes over thys water to weve;wish over pass Er moste thou cever to other counsayle. First submit to another plan line320Thy corse in clot mot calder keve,body ground sink more coldly For hit was forgarte at Paradys greve;ruined grove Oure yorefader hit con mysseyeme.abused Thurgh drwry deth bos uch man dreveEach man must make his way through dire death Er over thys dam hym Dryghtyn deme.”water God allows

line325“Demes thou me,” quoth I, “my swete,Condemn To dol agayn, thenne I dowyne.grief pine away Now haf I fonte that I forlete,found lost Schal I efte forgo hit er ever I fyne?again before ever I die Why schal I hit bothe mysse and mete? line330My precios perle dos me gret pyne.pain What serves tresor bot gares men gretemakes weep When he hit schal efte wyth tenes tyne?again pains lose Now rech I never for to declyne Ne how fer of folde that man me fleme; line335When I am partles of perle myne,deprived Bot durande doel what may men deme?”What may men expect but endless grief

“Thow demes noght bot doel dystresse,”grief-sorrow Thenne sayde that wyght, “why dos thou so?person For dyne of doel of lures lesse line340Ofte mony mon forgos the mo. Thee oghte better thyselven blessecross yourself And love ay God in wele and wo, For anger gaynes thee not a cresse.cress (i.e., not a straw) Who nedes schal thole be not so thro;Whoever must suffer should not be so stubborn line345For thogh thou daunce as any do, writhe doe Braundysch and bray thy brathes breme,Struggle agonies wild When thou no fyrre may to ne frofurther Thou moste abyde that He schal deme.

“Deme Dryghtyn, ever Hym adyte,accuse line350Of the way a fote ne wyl He wrythe.He will not turn aside a foot from the path Thy mendes mountes not a myte,rewards increase Thagh thou for sorwe be never blythe.Even if you in [your] sorrow Stynst of thy strot and fyne to flyteStop complaining quit wrangling And sech Hys blythe ful swefte and swythe;seek mercy swiftly and earnestly line355Thy prayer may Hys pyté bytepenetrate That mercy schal hyr craftes kythe.So that powers show Hys comforte may thy langour lythemisery relieve And thy lures of lyghtly fleme. And your sorrows quickly drive off For marre other madde, morne and mythe, [whether you] lament rave, mourn mutter line360Al lys in Hym to dyght and deme.”lies

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Thenne demed I to that damyselle,said “Ne worthe no wraththe unto my LordeLet it be no offense to my Lord If rapely I rave, spornande in spelle.rashly stumbling speech My herte was al wyth mysse remordeloss afflicted line365As wallande water gos out of welle. welling spring I do me ay in Hys myserecorde;put myself mercy Rebuke me never wyth wordes fellecruel Thagh I forloyne, my dere endorde, rush too fast gold-adorned [one] Bot kythes me kyndely your coumforde,send line370Pytosly thenkande upon thysse: Of care and me ye made acorde,You made sorrow familiar to me That er was grounde of alle my blysse.You who ever were

“My blysse, my bale, ye han ben bothe; Bot much the bygger yet was my mongrief line375Fro thou was wroken fro uch a wothe. Since removed path I wyste never quere my perle was gon;knew never where Now I hit se, now lethes my lothe;softens sorrow And quen we departed we wern at on.were parted God forbede we be now wrotheangry line380We meten so selden by stok other ston! Thagh cortaysly ye carpe concan speak I am bot mol and maneres mysse.dust manners lack Bot Crystes mersy and Mary and Jon, Thise arn the grounde of alle my blysse.

line385“In blysse I se thee blythely blent, blended And I a man al mornyf mate;sorrowfully dejected Ye take theron ful lyttel tentenotice Thagh I hente ofte harmes hate.suffer sorrows burning Bot now I am here in your presentepresence line390I wolde bysech, wythouten debate, Ye wolde me say, in sobre asente, What lyf ye lede erly and late.i.e., all the time For I am ful fayn that your astateglad rank Is worthen to worschyp and wele, iwysse;Has become [one of] honor line395Of alle my joy the hyghe gate, highway Hit is in grounde of alle my blysse.”at the ground of

“Now blysse, burne, mot thee bytyde,”Now happiness, man, may come to you Then sayde that lufsoum of lyth and lere,lovely [one] limb face “And welcum here to walk and byde, line400For now thy speche is to me dere. Maysterful mod and hyghe prydeArrogant I hete thee arn heterly hated here.assure fiercely My Lorde ne loves not for to chydecomplaining For meke arn alle that wones Hym nere, line405And when in Hys place thou schal apere Be dep devote in hol mekenesse.devout total My Lorde the Lamb loves ay such chere;demeanor That is the grounde of alle my blysse.

“A blysful lyf thou says I lede; line410Thou woldes knaw therof the stage. station Thow wost wel when thy perle con schedeknow fell I was ful yong and tender of age, Bot my Lorde the Lombe, thurgh Hys Godhede He toke myself to Hys maryage, line415Corounde me quene in blysse to brededwell In lenghe of dayes that ever schal wage. continue And sesed in alle Hys herytageendowed with inheritance Hys lef is. I am holy Hysse —beloved wholly Hys pyese, Hys prys; and Hys paragemaiden honored one lineage line420Is rote and grounde of alle my blysse.”

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“Blysful,” quoth I, “may thys be trwe?Blissful one Dyspleses not if I speke errour.Do not be displeased Art thou the quene of hevenes blwe That al thys worlde schal do honour? line425We leven on Marye that grace of grewe,believe from whom grace grew That ber a barne of vyrgyn flour. child The croune fro hyr, quo moght remweremove Bot ho hir passed in sum favour?Unless she surpassed her in some noble quality Now for synglerty o hyr dousoursingularity of sweetness line430We calle hyr Fenyx of Arraby Phoenix That freles flewe of hyr fasorflawless from her creator Lyk to the quen of cortaysye.”

“Cortayse quen,” thenne sayde that gaye, Knelande to grounde, folde up hyr face,covering line435“Makeles moder and myryest may,Spotless maiden Blessed bygyner of uch a grace.” Thenne ros ho up and con restaypaused And speke me towarde in that space,after that interval “Sir, fele here porchases and fonges praymany strive [for] here and receive a prize line440Bot supplantores none wythinne thys place.usurpers That emperise al hevens hasempress And urthe and helle in her bayly,Both realm Of erytage yet non wyl ho chaceYet from inheritance will she drive no one For ho is quen of cortaysye.

line445“The court of the kyndom of God alyveliving Has a property in hytself beyng;its own nature Alle that may therinne aryve Of alle the reme is quen other kyng;realm And never other yet schal depryve,dispossess line450Bot uchon fayn of otheres hafyng each one glad possession And wolde her corounes wern worthe tho fyve If possyble were her mendyng. Bot my lady of quom Jesu con spryng Ho haldes the empyre over uus ful hyghe, line455And that dyspleses non of oure gynggroup For ho is quene of cortaysye.

“Of courtaysye, as says Saynt Poule, Al arn we membres of Jesu Kryst. As heved and arme and legg and navlehead navel line460Temen to Hys body ful trwe and tryste, Are joined to faithfully Ryght so is uch a Krysten sawle soul A longande lym to the mayster of myste.A limb belonging spiritual mysteries Thenne loke what hate other any gawlerancor Is tached other tyyed thy lymmes bytwyste; attached between line465Thy heved has nauther greme ne grysteresentment spite On arme other fynger, thagh thou ber byghe.ring (or bracelet) So fare we alle wyth luf and lystebehave love and desire To kyng and quene, by cortaysye.”

“Cortaysé,” quoth I, “I leve,believe line470And charyté grete be yow among. Bot my speche that yow ne greve,But that my words may not offend you . . . . . Thyself in heven over hygh thou hevetoo exalt (yourself) To make thee quen that was so yonge.yourself queen line475What more honour moghte he acheve That hade endured in worlde strongesteadfastly And lyved in penaunce hys lyves longeall his life Wyth bodyly bale hym blysse to byye?torment to buy himself happiness What more worschyp moght he fongehe receive line480Then corounde be kyng by cortaysé? Than to be crowned king through courtesy

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“That cortaysé is to fre of dedetoo liberal in action Yf hyt be soth that thou cones saye. Thou lyfed not two yer in oure thede;land Thou cowthes never God nauther plese ne praynever knew how to line485Ne never nawther Pater ne Crede Paternoster nor Creed And quen mad on the fyrste day!queen made I may not traw, so God me spede,believe, so God me speed (mild oath) That God wolde wrythe so wrange away.turn wrongly away [from right] Of countes, damysel, par ma fay, line490Wer fayr in heven to halde asstate Other elles a lady of lasse aray —Or else lesser Bot a quene! Hit is to dere a date.”exalted goal

“Ther is no date of Hys godnesse,”limit Then sayde to me that worthy wyghte,person line495“For al is trawthe that He con dresseordains And He may do nothynk bot ryght. As Mathew meles in your Messe,tells Mass In sothfol gospel of God almyght,truthful In sample He can ful graythely gesseparable aptly conceive line500And lyknes hit to heven lyghte.bright ‘My regne,’ He says, ‘is lyk on hyghton high To a lorde that hade a vyne, I wate.vineyard, I know (interj.) Of tyme of yere the terme was tyghtseason was come To labor vyne was dere the date.’ cultivate good season

line505“That date of yere wel knawe thys hyne; these households The lorde ful erly up he ros To hyre werkmen to hys vynehire And fyndes ther summe to hys porpos. Into acorde thay con declyneThey come to an agreement line510For a pené on a day, and forth thay gos,penny a day Wrythen and worchen and don gret pyne,Toil labor Kerven and caggen and man hit clos. Cut tie up make it secure Aboute under the lorde to marked tos And ydel men stande he fyndes therate. line515‘Why stande ye ydel?’ he sayde to thos, ‘Ne knawe ye of this day no date?’i.e., Do you not know what time it is?

“‘Er date of daye hider arn we wonne,’Before dawn come So was al samen her answar soght.together given ‘We haf standen her syn ros the sunne line520And no mon byddes uus do ryght noght.’anything at all ‘Gos into my vyne, dos that ye conne,’Go do what So sayde the lorde and made hit toght.firm (i.e., a contract) ‘What resonabele hyre be naght be runne, I yow pay in dede and thoghte.’ line525Thay wente into the vyne and wroghteworked And al day the lorde thus yede his gatewent his way And nw men to hys vyne he broghtenew Welnegh wyl day was passed date.Almost until

“At the date of day of evensonge,time line530On oure byfore the sonne go doun,One hour He sey ther ydel men ful strongesaw And sade to hem, wyth sobre soun,tone ‘Wy stonde ye ydel thise dayes longe?’ Thay sayden her hyre was nawhere boun.their hire arranged line535‘Gos to my vyne, yemen yonge,laborers And wyrkes and dos that at ye moun.’what you can Sone the worlde bycom wel broun,dark The sunne was doun and hit wex late. To take her hyre he mad sumoun;pay line540The day was al apassed date.daytime was all over

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“The date of the daye the lorde con knaw;knew Called to the reve, ‘Lede, pay the meyny! overseer My good man hired hands Gyf hem the hyre that I hem owe payment And fyrre, that non me may reprené, further find fault with me line545Set hem alle upon a rawerow And gyf uchon inlyche a peny.alike Bygyn at the laste that standes lowe Tyl to the fyrste that thou atteny.’reach And thenne the fyrst bygonne to plenycomplain line550And sayden that they hade travayled sore.worked ‘These bot on oure hem con streny!a single hour worked Uus thynk uus oghe to take more.ought

“‘More haf we served, uus thynk so,deserved, we think That suffred han the dayes heteheat line555Thenn thyse that wroght not houres two — And thou dos hem uus to counterfete.’make them equal to us Thenne sayde the lorde to on of tho,one of those ‘Frende, no waning I wyl thee gete.loss grant Take that is thyn owne and go line560And I hyred thee for a peny agrete.Since all together Quy bygynnes thou now to threte?Why complain Was not a pené thy covenaunt thore?contract then Fyrre then covenaunde is noght to plete. Wy schalte thou thenne aske more?

line565“‘More, wether louyly is me my gyfteMoreover, is not my own right to give lawful To do wyth myn quatso me lykes?my own whatever pleases me Other elles thyn yye to lyther is lyfteOr else is your eye turned to evil (i.e., bitterness) For I am goude and non byswykes.’ Because cheat no one ‘Thus schal I,’ quoth Kryste, ‘hyt skyfte:arrange line570The laste schal be the fyrst that strykeswho comes And the fyrst the laste, be he never so swyft.however swift he is For mony ben called thagh fewe be mykes.’ chosen [ones] Thus pore men her part ay pykesshare always get Thagh thay com late and lyttel wore; expend line575And thagh her sweng wyth lyttel atslykes, The merci of God is much the more.

“More haf I of joye and blysse hereinne, Of ladyschyp gret and lyves blom,bloom of life Then alle the wyyes in the worlde myght wynnepeople line580By the way of ryght to aske dome.If they asked for an award according to justice Whether welnygh now I con bygynne,Even though I began just now In eventyde into the vyne I come. Fyrst of my hyre my Lorde con mynne;My Lord thought of my wages first I was payed anon of al and sum.immediately in full line585Yet other ther werne that toke more tom,time That swange and swat for longe yore,toiled sweated long before That yet of hyre nothynk thay nomThat still received nothing for their work Paraunter noght schal to-yere more.” Maybe nothing for a long time

Then more I meled and sayde apert,spoke plainly line590“Me thynk thy tale unresounable. Goddes ryght is redy and evermore rertprompt supreme Other Holy Wryt is bot a fable. In Sauter is sayd a verce overtePsalter verse plain (open) That spekes a poynt determynable:definite line595‘Thou quytes uchon as hys desserte,reward each according to Thou hyghe kyng ay pertermynable.’ supreme Now he that stod the long day stable And thou to payment com hym byfore — Thenne the lasse in werke to take more able, line600And ever the lenger the lasse, the more.”

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“Of more and lasse in Godes ryche,”kingdom That gentyl sayde, “lys no joparde,exists (lies) no uncertainty For ther is uch mon payed inlyche fully Whether lyttel other much be hys rewarde. line605For the gentyl Cheventayn is no chyche;Ruler skinflint Quether-so-ever He dele, nesch other harde, He laves Hys gyftes as water of dychepours out dike Other gotes of golf that never charde. Hys fraunchyse is large; that ever dard line610To Hym that mas in synne rescoghe, No blysse bes fro hem reparde,will be withheld For the grace of God is gret inoghe.

“Bot now thou motes, me for to mateBut now you argue, in order to shame me That I my peny haf wrang tan here;wrongly taken line615Thou says that I that com to late Am not worthy so gret fere. reward Where wystes thou ever any bourne abate, Ever so holy in hys prayere, That he ne forfeted by sumkyn gatesome kind of way line620The mede sumtyme of hevenes clere?reward And ay the ofter, the alder thay were;more often older Thay laften ryght and wroghten woghe.left did wrong Mercy and grace moste hem then stere,guide For the grace of God is gret innoghe.

line625“Bot innoghe of grace has innocent. As sone as thay arn borne by lynelineage In the water of babtem thay dyssente.baptism descend Then arne thay boroght into the vyne. Anon the day, with derk endente, line630The niyght of deth dos to enclyne That wroght never wrang er thenne thay wente. The gentyle Lorde thenne payes hys hyne;servants Thay dyden hys heste, thay wern thereine.command there (i.e., the vineyard) Why schulde he not her labour alowrecognize line635Yys, and pay hym at the fyrste fyne? them according to the first contract For the grace of God is gret innoghe.

“Inoghe is knawen that mankyn greteit is well known Fyrste was wroght to blysse parfyt; Oure forme fader hit con forfetefirst line640Thurgh an apple that he upon con byte. Al wer we dampned for that mete,food To dyye in doel out of delytdie in grief And sythen wende to helle hetego to hell’s heat Therinne to won withoute respyt. line645Bot theron com a bote astyt; But for it came a remedy immediately Ryche blod ran on Rode so rogheCross so cruel And wynne water then at that plyt.precious plight The grace of God wex gret innoghe.grew

“Innoghe ther wax out of that welle,flowed line650Blod and water of brode wounde; The blod uus boght fro bale of helle,redeemed And delyvered uus of deth secounde. The water is baptem, the sothe to telle, That folwed the glayve so grymly grounde,spear sharpened line655That wasches away the gyltes felleguilts cruel That Adam wyth inne deth uus drounde.With which Adam drowned us in death Now is ther noght in the worlde rounde Bytwene uus and blysse bot that he wythdrow,he (Adam) took away And that is restored in sely stounde,blessed hour line660And the grace of God is gret innogh.

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“Grace innogh the mon may have That synnes thenne new, yif hym repente; Bot wyth sorw and syt he mot hit cravegrief must it implore And byde the payne therto is bent.endure penalty set line665Bot resoun, of ryght that con not rave,that cannot deviate from justice Saves evermore the innossent. Hit is a dom that never God gavejudgment That ever the gyltles schulde be schente.guiltless punished The gyltyf may contryssyoun henteguilty grasp line670And be thurgh mercy to grace thryght,thrust Bot he to gyle that never glente As inoscente is saf and ryghte.

“Ryght thus I knaw wel in this cas Two men to save is God, by skylle;God is to save two men, for certain line675The ryghtwys man schal se Hys face, The harmles hathel schal com Hym tylle.innocent man to The Sauter hyt sas thus in a pace,Psalter passage ‘Lorde, quo schal klymbe Thy hyghe hylle Other rest wythinne Thy holy place?’ line680Hymself to onsware He is not dylle: ‘Hondelynges harme that dyt not ille, That is of hert bothe clene and lyght — Ther schal hys stepe stable stylle.’remain fixed The innosent is ay saf by ryght.

line685“The ryghtwys man also sertayn Aproche he schal that proper pylefine stronghold That takes not her lyf in vaynetheir (i.e., his) life Ne glaueres her nieghbor wyth no gyle.backbites Of thys ryghtwys, sas Salamon playn,righteous one, says Solomon line690How kyntly oure Koyntyse hym con aquyle. naturally our Wisdom welcomed him By wayes ful streght he con hym straynled And scheued hym the rengne of God awhyle,kingdom As quo says, ‘Lo, yon lovely yle!Like one who says realm Thou may hit wynne if thou be wyghte.’brave line695Bot hardyly, wythoute peryle,assuredly risk The innosent is ay save by ryghte.

“Anende ryghtwys men, yet says a gome,Concerning man David in Sauter if ever ye sey hit,Psalter saw ‘Lorde, Thy servaunt draw never to dome, line700For non lyvyande to Thee is justyfyet.’ Forthy to corte, quen thou schal com Ther alle oure causes schal be tryed, Alegge the ryght — thou may be innomeIf you plead righteousness trapped By thys ilke spech I have asspyed.observed line705Bot He on Rode that blody dyed,Cross Delfully thurgh hondes thryght,Painfully pierced Gyve thee to passe, when thou arte tryed,Should allow you to go free By innocens, and not by ryghte.

“Ryghtwysly quo con rede,Correctly line710He loke on bok and be awayedLet him look instructed How Jesus Hym welke in arethede,Himself walked in olden times And burnes her barnes unto Hym braydepeople their children brought For happe and hele that fro Hym yede.luck and healing (coll. good luck) went To touch her chylder thay fayr Hym prayed. line715His dessypeles wyth blame, ‘Let be!’ hym bede,disciples sharply commanded them And wyth her resounes ful fele restayed.their objections many [people] restrained Jesus thenne hem swetely sayde,to them ‘Do way, let chylder unto me tyght;come To suche is hevenryche arayed.’ line720The innocent is ay saf by ryght.

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Jesu con calle to Hym Hys myldegentle ones And sayde Hys ryche no wyy myght wynnekingdom person Bot he com thyder ryght as a chylde Other elles nevermore com therinne. line725Harmles, trwe, and undefylde, Wythouten mote other mascle of sulpande synne —polluting Quen such ther cnoken on the bylde,knock building Tyt schal hem men the gate unpynne.Instantly Ther is the blys that con not blynnecannot cease line730That the jueler soghte thurgh perré presgems precious And solde alle hys goud, bothe wolen and lynne,wool and linen To bye hym a perle was mascelles.spotless

“This makelles perle, that boght is dere,peerless The joueler gef fore alle hys god,For which the jeweler gave all his goods line735Is lyke the reme of hevenesse clere realm of heaven So sayde the Fader of folde and flodeland sea For hit is wemles, clene, and clere,spotless And endeles rounde and blythe of mode,serene character And commune to alle that ryghtwys were. line740Lo, even inmyddes my breste hit stode! exactly My Lorde, the Lombe that schede Hys blode, He pyght hit there in token of pes. I rede thee forsake the worlde wodeadvise senseless And porchace thy perle maskelles.”

line745“O maskeles perle, in perles pure, That beres,” quoth I, “the perle of prys, Quo formed thee thy fayre fygure? That wroght thy wede, He was ful wys. Thy beauté com never of nature; line750Pymalyon paynted never thy vys,face Ne Arystotel nawther by hys lettrurelearning Of carpe the kynde these propertes. Speaks of the nature of these properties Thy colour passes the flour-de-lys; Thyn angel-havyng so clene cortesangelic bearing refined line755Breve me, bryght, quat kyn ostriys Tell oyster Beres the perle so maskelles?”

“My makeles Lambe that al may bete,”remedy Quoth scho, “my dere destyné, Me ches to Hys make, althagh unmete line760Sumtyme semed that assemblé. When I wente fro yor worlde wete, wet He calde me to Hys bonerté:beatitude ‘Cum hyder to me, my lemman swete sweetheart For mote ne spot is non in thee.’stain line765He gef me myght and als bewté;also In Hys blod He wesch my wede on deseclothing dais And coronde clene in vergynté, And pyght me in perles maskelles.”adorned

“Why, maskelles bryd, that bryght con flambe,bride brightly shines line770That reiates has so ryche and ryf,royal honors abundant Quat kyn thyng may be that Lambekind of That thee wolde wedde unto Hys vyf?wife Over alle other so hygh thou clambeclimbed To lede wyth Hym so ladyly lyf.queenly line775So mony a comly anunnder cambeSo many a beauty (lit. fair one under headdress) For Kryst han lyved in much stryf, And thou con alle tho dere out dryfAnd you drive out all those worthy ones And from that maryag al other depresexclude Al only thyself so stout and styf,Except for strong firm line780A makeles may and maskelles.”

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“Maskelles,” quoth that myry quene, “Unblemyst I am, wythouten blot,stain And that may I wyth mensk menteene,honor maintain Bot ‘makeles quene’ — thenne sade I not.said line785The Lambes uyves in blysse we bene,wives A hondred and forty thowsande flot in company As in the Apocalyppes hit is sene. Sant John hem syy al in a knotsaw throng On the hyl of Syon, that semly clot;knoll line790The apostel hem segh in gostly drem, Arayed to the weddyng in that hyl-coppe,hilltop The nwe cyté o Jerusalem.

“Of Jerusalem I in speche spelle;discuss If thou wyl knaw what kyn He be,kind line795My Lombe, my Lorde, my dere juelle, My joy, my blys, my lemman fre,sweetheart noble The profete Ysaye of Hym con mellespoke Pitously of Hys debonerté:humility ‘That gloryous gyltles that mon con quellekill line800Wythouten any sake of felonye,charge (e.g., criminal) As a schep to the slaght ther lad was He,slaughter led And as lombe that clypper in lande nem, shearers takes hold of So closed He hys mouth fro uch query’ Quen Jues Hym jugged in Jerusalem.

line805“In Jerusalem was my lemman slayn And rent on Rode wyth boyes bolde. slit open on Cross by thugs Al oure bales to bere ful bayn,Ready to take on all our troubles He toke on Hymself oure cares colde; Wyth boffetes was Hys face flaynscourged line810That was so fayr on to byholde. For synne He set Hymself in vayn as nothing That never hade non Hymself to wolde.That never had any Himself For uus He lette Hym flyye and folde And brede upon a bostwys bem;stretched strong line815As meke as lomp that no playnt toldelamb For uus He swalt in Jerusalem.died

Jerusalem, Jordan, and Galalye, Ther as baptysed the goude Saynt Jon, Where His wordes acorded to Ysaye. agreed with Isaiah line820When Jesu con to hym warde gon,went towards him He sayde of Hym thys professye: ‘Lo, Godes Lombe, as trwe as ston, That dos away the synnes dryyeheavy That alle thys worlde has wroght upon.’ line825Hymself ne wroghte never yet noncommitted Whether on Hymself He con al clem.And yet claimed Hys generacyoun quo recen conancestry recount That dyyed for uus in Jerusalem?

“In Jerusalem thus my lemman swete line830Twyes for lombe was taken there, revealed By trw recorde of ayther prophete,i.e., both For mode so meke and al Hys fare.manner demeanor The thryde tyme is therto ful mete,third fully consistent In Apokalypes wryten ful yare.clearly line835In mydes the trone there sayntes sete,Amid where sat The apostel John Hym saw as bare,very clearly Lesande the boke with leves sware Opening leaves (pages) square There seven syngnettes wern sette in seme; seals on the border And at that syght uche douth con darecreature bowed down line840In helle, in erthe, in Jerusalem.

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“Thys Jerusalem Lombe hade never pechche patch Of other huee bot quyt jolyfwhite bright That mot ne masklle moght on streche,To which neither spot nor stain might adhere For wolle quyte so ronk and ryf.white abundant line845Forthy uche saule that hade never techestain Is to that Lombe a worthyly wyf, And thagh uch day a store He fechesupply [of wives] Among uus commes nouther strot ne stryf,dispute Bot uchon enlé we wolde were fyf.But each one singly we would wish were five line850The mo the myryer, so God me blesse! In compayny gret our luf con thryf,thrives In honour more and never the lesse.

“Lasse of blysse may non uus bryngLess no one That beren thys perle upon oure bereste, line855For thay of mote couthe never mynge Of spotles perles tha beren the creste. Althagh oure corses in clottes clyngebodies And ye remen for rauthe wythouten reste,cry out pity We thurghoutly haven cnawyng;We have complete understanding line860Of on dethe ful oure hope is drest. The Lombe uus glades, oure care is kest;cast out He myrthes uus alle at uch a mes.feast Uchones blysse is breme and beste —Each one’s intense And never ones honour yet never the les.And yet never is one’s honor any the less

line865“Lest les thou leve my tale farande, In Appocalyppece is wryten in wro:a passage ‘I seghe,’ says John, ‘the Loumbe Hym standesaw On the Mount of Syon ful thryven and thro,lovely noble And wyth Hym maydennes an hundrethe thowsande line870And fowre and forty thowsande mo. On alle her forhedes wryten I fandefound The Lombes nome, Hys Faderes also. A hue fro heven I herde thoo,cry then Lyk flodes fele laden runnen on resse, line875And as thunder throwes in torres blo rolls thunderheads dark That lote, y leve, was never the les.clamor, I believe

“‘Nautheles thagh hit schowted sharperang out And ledden loude althagh hit were,din of voices A note ful nwe I herde hem warpe;utter line880To lysten that was ful lufly dere.wonderfully delightful As harpores harpen in her harpe, That nwe songe thay songen ful cler In sounande notes, a gentyl carpe.melodious discourse Ful fayre the modes thay fonge in feremelodies sang together line885Ryght byfore Godes chayere,throne And the fowre bestes that Hym obes,obey And the aldermen so sadde of chereelders dignified expression Her songe thay songen never the les.Their

“‘Nowthelese, non was never so quoyntskillful line890For alle the craftes that ever thay knewe, That of that songe myght synge a poyntphrase (of music) Bot that meyny the Lombe that swe. Except for the retinue that follow the Lamb For thay arn boght, fro the urthe aloynte,redeemed earth far removed As newe fryt to God ful due, line895And to the gentyl Lombe hit arn anjoyntthey are joined As lyk to Hymself of lote and hwe.voice sound For never lesyng ne tale untrwelying Ne towched her tonge for no dysstresse. That moteles meyny may never remweretinue depart line900Fro that maskeles mayster never the les.’”

“Never the les let be my thonc,”Never consider my gratitude any the less Quoth I, “my perle, thagh I appose.interrogate I schulde not tempte thy wyt so wlonctest superb To Krystes chambre that art ichose.chosen line905I am bot mokke and mul among, dust And thou so ryche a reken rosenoble splendid And bydes here by thys blysful boncshore (bank) Ther lyves lyste may never lose.life’s pleasures Now, hynde, that sympelnesse cones enclose,gracious one, that encloses simplicity line910I wolde thee aske a thynge expresse, And thagh I be bustwys as a blose, blustery churl Let my bone vayle never the lese.request prevail

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“Neverthelese cler I yow bycallecall upon If ye con se hyt be to done.If you can see [how] it may be done line915As thou art gloryous, wythouten galle, Wythnay thou never my ruful bone.Refuse request Haf ye no wones in castel walle,residences Ne maner ther ye may mete and won? manor live Thou telles me of Jerusalem, the ryche ryalle,kingdom royal line920Ther David dere was dyght on trone —Where placed Bot by thyse holtes hit con not hone,woods be situated Bot in Judee hit is, that noble note. enterprise As ye ar maskeles under mone, spotless under the moon Your wones schulde be wythouten mote.dwellings stain

line925“Thys moteles meyny thou cones of mele,company do speak of Of thousandes thryght, so gret a routethronged retinue A gret ceté, for ye arn fele,many Yow byhod have wythouten doute.must So cumly a pakke of joly juele line930Wer evel don schulde lyy theroute;i.e., It were unfortunate if they should be outside And by thyse bonkes ther I con geledid stroll I se no bygyng nawhere aboute.building I trowe alone ye lenge and loutebelieve linger bow low To loke on the glory of thys gracious gote.stream line935If thou has other bygynges stoute,stately Now tech me to that myry mote.”lead city/castle

“That mote thou menes in Judy londe,”Judea That specyal spyce then to me spakk. “That is the cyté that the Lombe con fondesought out line940To soffer inne sor for manes sake.pain The olde Jerusalem, to understonde,that is to say For there the olde gulte was don to slake.brought to an end Bot the nwe that lyght, of Godes sonde, But the new that descended, of God’s sending The apostel in Apocalyppce in theme con take.as a theme line945The Lompe ther wythouten spottes blakeLamb/Lamp Has feryed thyder Hys fayre flote,carried flock And as Hys flok is wythouten flake,blemish So is Hys mote wythouten moote.court stain

“Of motes two to carpe cleneexpound line950And Jerusalem hyght bothe, nawtheles —were named That nys to yow no more to meneThat is to mean to you no more Bot ‘Ceté of God other ‘Syght of Pes’than In that on oure pes was mad at ene. In that one our peace was made secure With payne to suffer the Lombe hit chese.chose it line955In that other is noght bot pes to gleneglean That ay schal laste wythouten reles.end That is the borgh that we to prescity hurry toward Fro that oure flesch be layd to rote;Since Ther glory and blysse schal ever encres line960To the meyny that is wythouten mote.”

“Moteles may, so meke and mylde,”Spotless maiden Then sayde I to that lufly flor,flower “Bryng me to that bygly byldepleasant dwelling And let me se thy blysful bor.”bower line965That schene sayde, “That God wyl schylde!shining one prevent Thou may not enter wythinne Hys tor.stronghold Bot of the Lombe I have thee aquylde petitioned For a syght therof thurgh gret favor. Utwyth to se that clene cloystor From outside line970Thou may, bot inwyth not a fote; within smidgen To strech in the strete thou has no vygourgo Bot thou wer clene wythouten mote.Unless

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“If I this mote thee schal unhyde,city reveal Bow up towarde thys bornes heved,Go stream’s head line975And I anendes thee on thys sydeopposite Schal sue tyl thou to a hil be veved.”follow brought Then wolde I no lenger byde, Bot lurked by launces so lufly levedmoved furtively past branches leafed Tyl, on a hyl, that I asspyed,Until, from a hill, I saw [it] line980And blusched on the burghe as I forth dreved.gazed city went Byyonde the brok, fro me warde keved That schyrrer then sunne wyth schaftes schon. In the Apokalypce is the fasoun prevedform shown As devyses hit the apostel John.describes

line985As John the apostel hit syy with syght, I syye that cyty of gret renoun, Jerusalem so nwe and ryally dyghtroyally adorned As hit was lyght fro the heven adoun.As [if] it had descended The borgh was al of brende golde bryght,pure line990As glemande glas burnist brounburnished bright Wyth gentyl gemmes anunder pyght,underneath Wyth bauteles twelve on basyng boun,With twelve arches arranged on the foundation The foundementes twelve of riche tenoun.tiers joinery work Uch tabelment was a serlypes ston,Each tier (of foundation) single line995As derely devyses this ilke tounsame town In Apocalyppes the apostel John.

As John thise stones in Writ con nemme,Scripture named I knew the name after his tale:account Jasper hyght the fyrste gemmewas called line1000That I on fyrst basse con wale.base perceived He glente grene in the lowest hemme;It step Saffer helde the secounde stale.Sapphire place The calsydoyne thenne wythouten wemme,chalcedony flaw In the thrydde table con purly pale.translucently gleamed line1005The emerade, the furthe, so grene of scale;facet The sardonyse, the fyfthe ston,sardonyx The sexte, the rybé, he con hit waleruby perceive In the Apocalyppce the apostel John.

Yet joyned John the crysolytchrysolite line1010The seventhe gemme in fundament; The aghtthe, the beryl cler and quyt,eighth white The topasye twynne-hew, the nente endent.ninth inlaid The crysopase, the tenthe is tyght,cyrosophrase fastened The jacyngh, the enleventhe gent.jacinth eleventh noble line1015The twelfthe, the tryeste in uch a plyt,truest array The amatyst, purpre wyth ynde blente.indigo blended The wal abof the bautels bent arches curved Of jasporye as glas that glysnande schon.jasper I knew hit by his devysementdescription line1020In the Apocalyppes, the apostel John.

As John devysed yet saw I thare; Thise twelve degres wern brode and stayre.steps steep The cyté stod abof ful sware,square As longe, as brode, as hyghe ful fayre; line1025The stretes of golde as glasse al bareclear The wal of jasper that glent as glayre shone enamel The wones wythinne enurned waredecorated Wyth alle kynnes perre that moght repayre.kinds gems be there Thenne helde uch sware of this manayresquare line1030Twelve forlonge space, er ever hit fon,furlong ended Of heght, of brede, of lenthe to cayre,traverse For meten hit syy the apostel John. measured saw

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As John hym wrytes yet more I syye; Uch pane of that place had thre gates,side line1035So twelve in poursent I con asspye.enclosing wall The portales pyked of ryche platesadorned metal plates And uch gate of a margyrye,pearl A parfyt perle that never fates.fades Uchon in scrypture a name con plyeEach one inscription expressed line1040Of Israel barnes, folewande her dates —children, according to their That is to say, as her byrth-whates. fortunes of birth The aldest ay fyrst theron was done.oldest always first was done (written) thereon Such lyght ther lemed in alle the strates,gleamed streets Hem nedde nawther sunne ne mone.They needed

line1045Of sunne ne mone had thay no nede; The selfe God was her lambe-lyght, lamplight The Lombe her lantyrne, wythouten drede.doubt Thurgh Hym blysned the borgh al bryght.shone Thurgh wowe and won my lokyng yede,wall dwelling went line1050For sotyle cler noght lette no syght. The hyghe trone ther moght ye hedeobserve Wyth alle the apparaylmente umbepyghte,the hosts of heaven arranged around As John the appostel in termes tyghte;expressly expounded The hyghe Godes self hit set upone.Himself line1055A rever of the trone ther ran outryghteriver from Was bryghter then bothe the sunne and mone.

Sunne ne mone schon never so swete As that foysoun flode out of that flet; copious room Swythe hit swange thurgh uch a streteSwiftly rushed line1060Wythouten fylthe other galle other glet.slime Kyrk therinne was non yete —Church moreover Chapel ne temple that ever was set.built The Almyghty was her mynster mete,temple fitting The Lombe the sakerfyse ther to refet. refresh line1065The gates stoken was never yet,shut Bot ever more upen at uche a lone.open roadway Ther entres non to take resetno one refuge That beres any spot anunder mone.

The mone may therof acroche no myghte; moon steal line1070To spotty ho is, of body to grym,dull And also ther ne is never nyght. What schulde the mone ther compas clym And to even wyth that worthly lyght That schynes upon the brokes brym?river’s surface line1075The planetes arn in to pouer a plyght And the selfe sunne ful fer to dym. Aboute that water arn tres ful schymbright That twelve frytes of lyf con bere ful sone;fruits quickly Twelve sythes on yer thay beren ful frymtimes abundantly line1080And renowles nwe in uche a mone. renew

Anundre mone so gret merwayle No fleschly hert ne myght endeure As quen I blusched upon that bayle, when I gazed castle wall So ferly therof was the fasure.marvelous appearance line1085I stod as stylle as dased quayle For ferly of that freuch fygure,In amazement vivid vision That felde I nawther reste ne travayleSo that I felt So was I ravyste wyth glymme pure.radiance For I dar say, wyth conciens sure,conviction line1090Hade bodyly burne abiden that bone,Had a man in the body experienced that boon Thagh alle clerkes hym hade in curelearned men care His lyf wer loste anunder mone.

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Ryght as the maynful mone con ryspowerful Er thenne the day-glem dryve al doun,sinks line1095So sodanly on a wonder wysewonderful way I was war of a prosessyoun.aware This noble cité of ryche enpryse renown Was sodanly ful, wythouten sommoun, Of such vergynes in the same gyse line1100That was my blysful anunder croun. [maiden] beneath And coronde wern alle of the same fasoun, Depaynt in perles and wedes qwyte.Adorned clothes white In uchones breste was bounden bounfastened firmly The blysfyl perle with gret delyt.

line1105With gret delyt thay glod in fereproceeded together On golden gates that glent as glasse. streets Hundreth thowsandes, I wot ther were, And alle in sute her livrés wasse;alike their livery Tor to knaw the gladdest chere.Difficult line1110The Lombe byfore con proudly passe Wyth hornes seven of red golde cler. As praysed perles His wedes wasse.precious Towarde the throne thay trone a tras.made their way Thagh thay wern fele, no pres in plyt, line1115Bot mylde as maydenes seme at mas So drov thay forth with gret delyt.moved

Delyt that hys come encroched,coming brought To much it were of for to melle.explain Thise aldermen, quen he aproched,elders line1120Grovelyng to his fete thay felle.Prostrate Legyounes of aungeles, togeder voched,summoned Ther kesten ensens of swete smelle.scattered incense Then glory and gle was nwe abroched;poured out Al songe to love that gay juelle.worship line1125The steven moght stryke thurgh the urthe to hellesound earth That the Vertues of heven of joye endyte.Which the Virtues of heaven chant in joy To love the Lombe His meyny in-melle,retinue among Iwysse I laght a gret delyt.Truly I took

Delit the Lombe for to devisecontemplate line1130With much mervayle in mynde went, Best was He, blythest, and moste to pryseto esteem That ever I herde of speche spent.described in speech So worthly whyt wern wedes Hys, His lokes symple, Hymself so gent; line1135Bot a wounde ful wyde and weete con wysewet/bloody showed Anende Hys hert thurgh hyde torente.Near torn Of His quyte syde his blod outsprent.gushed out Alas, thoght I, who did that spyt?outrage Ani breste for bale aght haf forbrent line1140Er he therto hade had delyt.

The Lombe delyt, non lyste to wene;No one would doubt the Lamb’s delight Thagh He were hurt and wounde hade, In His sembelaunt was never sene, So wern His glentes gloryous glade.glances line1145I loked among His meyny schene,shining How thay wyth lyf wern laste and lade.charged filled Then saw I ther my lyttel quene That I wende had standen by me in sclade.believed valley Lorde, much of mirthe was that ho madeshe line1150Among her feres that was so quyt!companions white That syght me gart to thenk to wademade me wade [across] For luf longyng in gret delyt.

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Delyt me drof in yye and ere —eye My manes mynde to maddyng malte.human madness dissolved line1155Quen I sey my frely, I wolde be theresaw noble one Byyonde the water, thagh ho were walte.chosen I thoght that no thyng myght me dere,hinder To fech me bur and take me halte,deal a blow hold me back And to start in the strem schulde non me stere plunge restrain line1160To swymme the remnaunt, thagh I ther swalte.died Bot of that munt I was bitalt.aim shaken When I schulde start in the strem astraye,impetuously Out of that caste I was bycalt;intention summoned Hit was not at my Prynces paye.pleasure

line1165Hit payed Hym not that I so floncpleased would fling myself Over mervelous meres so mad arayde.waters Of raas, thagh I were rasch and ronk,In rushing impetuous Yet rapely therinne I was restayed.quickly checked For ryght as I sparred unto the bonc,sprang bank line1170That brathe out of my drem me brayde.violence yanked Then wakned I in that erber wlonk;garden lovely My hede upon that hylle was layde Ther as my perle to grounde strayd. I raxled and fel in gret affray,awoke agitation line1175And sykyng to myself I sayd,sighing “Now al be to that Prynces paye.”

Me payed ful ille to be outflemedriven out So sodenly of that fayre regioun — Fro alle tho syghtes so quyke and queme.vivid pleasant line1180A longeyng hevy me strok in swone,swoon And rewfully thenne I con toreme,sorrowfully cried out “O perle,” quoth I, “of rych renoun, So was hit me dere that thou con demespoke of In thys veray avysyoun!true vision line1185If hit be veray and soth sermountrue speech That thou so stykes in garlande gay,who are set So wel is me in thys doel-doungoun That thou art to that Prynses paye.”

To that Prynces paye hade I ay bentesubmitted line1190And yerned no more then was me gyven, yearned And halden me ther in trwe entent As the perle me prayed that was so thryvenlovely As helde, drawen to Goddes present,As most likely presence To mo of His mysterys I hade ben dryven.brought line1195Bot ay wolde man of happe more hente Then moghten by ryght upon hem clyven. Therfore my joye was sone toriventorn apart And I kaste of kythes that lastes aye.cast from lands that last forever Lorde, mad hit arn that agayn Thee stryventhey are line1200Other proferen Thee oght agayn Thy paye.offer You anything

To pay the Prince other sete saghte,please to be reconciled Hit is ful ethe to the god Krystyin.easy For I haf founden Hym, bothe day and naghte,night A God, a Lorde, a frende ful fyin.most excellent line1205Over this hyul this lote I laghte For pyty of my perle enclyin; humble And sythen to God I hit bytaghtecommitted it In Krystes dere blessyng and myn, mine That in the forme of bred and wyn line1210The preste uus schewes uch a daye. He gef uus to be His homly hyne And precious perles unto His pay. Amen Amen