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Ballade 27 [addressed to his lady] - fols. 19v-20v

Myn hert hath sent abowt, ye, fer and nere,
For his welwilleris, frendis, and allyes,
As wherefor? Whi, ther advise to here,
To have counsell of grete thingis which that lyes
On him, as this: how he may his enemyes,
As Thought and Woo with ther cursid allyaunce,
Best discomfit (that moyan wold he lere),
Which willith to distroy his joyful chere
As in the Prison of Grevous Displesaunce.

For in desert they putt have his Plesere,
And Joye he holt of them but in patise
Save Comfort cometh to se him in a gere1
And makith him a maner of promysse
Them to banysshe. Lo, in this maner wise
Hope hath him oft achasid Disperaunce
Which kepith Joy fro me as a straungere,
That causith this: my hertis rage martere2
As in the Prison of Grevous Displesaunce.

O Myghti God, Y humbly thee requere
That Y may se the tyme sone to arise
That every man may, to his desere,
Without safcondit seche ther entirprise,
And then may Love, if so he werken wise,
Of Daungere take but right a small doutaunce;
Then wold myn hert and Y bothe laughe in fere
Which now in sighis doth himsilf atere
As in the Prison of Grevous Displesaunce.

Syn Absence thus me holt and from yow tise,
My hert complayneth that ye myght agrise
Hem for to here, myn owen soul suffisaunce,
Me praiyng this to write yow, lady dere;
That he hath not all that he wolde desere,
As in the Prison of Grevous Displesaunce.


Ballade 43 - fols. 29v-30r

My poore hert bicomen is hermyte
In hermytage of Thoughtfull Fantasé.
For false Fortune, so full of gret dispite,
That many yere hath hatid him and me,
Hath newe allyed hir (this may Y se),
To his gret hurt, with Payne and Hevynes,
And hath him banysshid out of all gladnes,
That where to dwelle nath he o bidyng place
Save in the Carfull Wode in payne to ly,
Where he contentith bide his lyvis space,3
And yet Y say him how it is foly.

Moche have Y spent of speche to his profite
But that to harke, Y trowe, he is not he;
My wordis alle nar worth to him a myte;
His will is sett in suche perplexité
That lightly, loo, hit kan not chaungid be.
So is he governyd al as bi Distres,
Which ganyst his profit doth nevyr cesse4
Him to avise (such counsell is't he hase!),
That nyght and day him holdith company,
That he may not eschewe his wrecchid case,
And yet Y say him how it is foly.

This as for me, y cast to leve him quyt,
Mi bestbilovyd, myn hertis soul ladé,
Without so be ye lust to him write
Sum praty word of yowre benygne bounté
For to alesse his gret adversité,
Ellis hath he made a feithfull trewe promys
For to renounce the joy and gret ricches
Of gladsom thought or plesere in him was -
And aftir that unto that howre he dey
The Abite of Discomfort on him lace,
And yet Y say him how it is foly.

O fayre sance per, lo this without yowre grace
For anything that Y kan do trewly
Mi dullid hert wol not comfort, allas,
And yet Y say him how it is foly.


Double Ballade - fols. 112r-113r

O thou Fortune, that causist pepill playne
Upon thi chaunge and mutabilité,
Did Y thee so, Y blamyd wrong, certayne,
For stabill yet herto as fynde Y thee
Withouten chaunge for to prevaylen me,
But whereas first thou fond me in symplesse,5
Thou holdist me in myn adversité
So that Y may biwayle thi stabilnes.

And yet full many holde opynyoun
As that thou shulde now hurt, and now amende,6
And gladly, als, of thi condicioun
A sympill wight in honure to ascende,
And most in weele as don him downe descende,
But Y may well contrary lo witnes,
For of my wrecchid liif Y fynde noon ende,
So that Y may biwayle thi stabilnes.

For well Y se how Ricches ascendith
And all folke bisy him to plese and yeve,
Whereas the sympill wight descendith
Of alle lothid, and noon him lust releve,
Among whiche on am Y in suche myschef
Ordaynyd Love, but to moche bisynes
Thou hast me geve my ladi to acheve,
So that Y may biwayle thi stabilnes,

Thorugh which Y wynne more maugré oft then love
Bi my to bisy demenyng,
And yet, God wot that sitt above,
I most desire of any erthely thing
To doon all that as were to hir plesyng,
But of rewdenes thou gevist me such larges
That thank to pike me wantith the konnyng,7
So that Y may biwayle thi stabilnes.

Alas! Fortune, now were me wondir wise,
Sett me in wey my lady for to plese,
And if that Y have tane to high emprise,
I pardoun axe and that thou not displese,
But turne thi whele my langour to apese
And of my smert to shape me sum redresse,
For yet thou baytist me in noyous lese,8
So that Y may biwayle thi stabilnes.

For my dull rewdenes hath no governaunce
Thorugh my demenyng hir to doon plesere
And yet, God wot, as that Y have pusshaunce,
I sett myn hert, my will, and my desere
Hir for to serve, but all to gret an hire
I willid have thorugh fonnyd wilfulnes,
But me prevaylith werryng nor prayere,
So that Y may biwayle thi stabilnes.

Now farewell, Fortune, with thi stedfast face,
For, as Y fynde, right so Y write of thee
And yn my refrait, though Y thee manace,
Thou oughtist not, me thenke, displesid be
Though Y say trouthe as that thou dost to me,
But evir truse and rewe on my distres
That Y endure in suche adversité,
So that Y may biwayle thi stedfastnes.


Ballade 118 - fols. 145v-146r

O fy, Fortune! Fy thi dissayt and skorne!
For all thi fraude, retorne yet wilfully,
That woldist ay eche wele were sone forlorne.9
Iwis, scoffer, yet art thou no thing ny
Me to disseyve, for clene Y thee defy!
To wel therto parseyve Y, lo, thi thought,
Nor yet thou get me not, for all thi spie,
Nor yet, Y trust, heraftir shalt thou not!

To wel knowen have y thee toforne
To be bigilid with thi mokkery.
I am to ware of thee to were an horne,
Wherfore that this Y pray thee hertily:
Thi mokkis selle to them that lust it by!
Full yvil ware of thee oft have Y bought,10
So yet thou get me not, for all thi spie,
Nor yet, Y trust, heraftir shalt thou not.

Now wolde Y say thou haddist thee wel borne11
Me to deseyve bi sleight or trechery,
Which do revolve at eve or morne
The dowbill turnys of thi juparty.12
So were Y foole to trusten thee trewly,
Wherfore, as I have seid unto thee oft,
That yet thou get me not, for all thi spy,
Nor yet, Y trust, heraftir shalt thou not.

So fy on Fortune! Fy on Jelowsy!
And all the awayte ye have unto me wrought,13
For yet ye get me not, for all yowre spy,
Nor yet, Y trust, heraftir shalt thou not.


yea
well-wishers; allies; (see note)
Why? Why, their advice to hear
lie
such as
Such as Worry and Woe
defeat; means would he learn
Who want; frame of mind
Dire Misery

in the wilderness; Happiness
he holds; by a limited contract; (see note)

a kind; (see note)
in this way
[from] him often chased away Despair

(see note)


ask
soon to come
desire
pursue their [own] business; (see note)
wisely
fear very little; (see note)
together
Who; wears himself out


holds and keeps me from you; (see note); (t-note)
be afraid
Of listening to him, my only

(see note)





has become [a] hermit; (see note)
Melancholy Longing
anger
hated
see
Woe
from all pleasure
[So] that he has no place to dwell; (see note)
Except; Woeful Forest; lie; (t-note)

tell him that

(see note)
to listen, I believe, he will not
are not; a little; (t-note)
[a state of] confusion
easily
he is ruled entirely by Anguish; (t-note)

advise; is it [that]; (see note)
Who; keeps
[So] that; avoid (escape); situation


Thus; plan; entirely; (see note)
only lady
Unless you wish
pleasant; gracious generosity
In order to alleviate
Otherwise

(see note); (t-note)
dies
Garment of Sorrow


O fair one sans peer; thus
In spite of
be comforted





who causes; [to] complain; (see note)
changeableness
If I did so
stable so far
Without; to benefit
(see note)
[So] you [continue to] hold me
lament

many people
(see note)
also [they believe]; by your nature
[Cause] a lowly person; (see note)
And cause the happiest one
bear witness to the contrary; (see note)
life


very well; (see note)
everyone busies himself; give

loathed; wishes [to]
I am one in such misfortune
Ordained [by]; too; difficulty; (see note)
You [Fortune]; to win


(see note); (t-note)
too eager efforts; (see note)
knows, who sits

would please her
uncouthness; abundance



help me; (see note)
put me on the right path
taken on too high an undertaking
ask; be displeased
to appease my suffering
pain; give; relief
(see note); (t-note)


self discipline
efforts to give
with all the power I have

too great a reward; (t-note)
I have desired; unwise
avails neither fighting [against you]


(see note)
the way I see you
song/lyric poem; threaten
it seems to me
tell; about what you do
declare a truce and have pity; (see note)

Which makes me




Fie [on] thy deceit; (see note)
From; deception; turn; (see note)

Certainly, mocker; not even close; (see note); (t-note)
completely
Too well
Too; perceive; (see note)
Capture; spying

Too; in the past

too aware; to be fooled; (see note)

Tricks; wish to buy; (see note)







(see note)
I would be a





(see note)