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BOOK II The clowdy nyght, wndir whois obscure The rest and quiet of every criatur Lyith sauf, quhare the gost with besyness Is occupiit with thoghtfull hevynes. And, for that thocht furth schewing uil his mycht, Go farewel rest and quiet of the nycht. Artur, I meyne, to whome that rest is nocht, But al the nycht supprisit is with thocht. Into his bed he turnyth to and fro, Remembryng the apperans of his wo, That is to say, his deith, his confusioune, And of his realme the opin distruccioune, That in his wit he can nothing provide Bot tak his forton thar for to abyd. Up goith the son, up goith the hot morow. 64 The thoghtful King, al the nycht to sorow, That sauch the day, upone his feit he start, And furth he goith, distrublit in his hart. A quhill he walkith in his pensyf gost, So was he ware thar cummyne to the ost O clerk, with whome he was aqwynt befor-- Into his tyme non better was ybore-- Of qwhois com he gretly uas rejosit, For into hyme sum comfort he supposit. Betuex them was one hartly affeccioune. Non orderis had he of relegioune; Famus he was and of gret excellence And rycht expert in al the seven science, Contemplatif and chast in governance, And clepit was the Maister Amytans. The King befor his palyoune one the gren, That knew hyme well and haith his cummyn senn Uelcummyt hyme and maid hyme rycht gud chere. And he agan, agrevit as he were, Saith, "Nothir of thi salosing nor the Ne rak I nocht, ne charg I nocht," quod hee. Than quod the King, "Maister, and for what why Are ye agrevit or quhat tresspas have I Commytit so that I shal yow disples?" Quod he, "Nothing it is ayane myn ess But only contrare of thiself alway, So fare the courss yow passith of the way. 66 Thi schip that goth apone the stormy uall, Ney of thi careldis, in the swelf it fall Whar she almost is in the perell drent; That is to say, yow art so far myswent Of wykitness upone the urechit dans That yow art fallyng in the storng vengans Of Goddis wreth that shal the son devour. For of His strok approchit now the hour That boith thi ringe, thi ceptre and thi crounn From hie estat He smyting shal adoune. And that accordith well, for in thi thocht Yow knawith not Hyme, the wich that haith the wrocht And set the up into this hie estat From povert. For, as theselvyne wat, It cummyth al bot only of His myght And not of the nor of thi elderis richt To the discending as in heritage, For yow was not byget onto spousag. Wharfor yow aucht His biding to obserf, And at thy mycht yow shuld Hyme pless and serf. That dois yow nat, for yow art so confussit With this fals warld that thow haith Hyme refusit And brokine haith His reul and ordynans, The wich to the He gave in governans. He maid the King, He maid the governour, He maid the so and set in hie honour Of realmys and of peplis sere; Efter His love thow shuld them reul and stere And wnoppressit kep into justice The wykit men and pwnyce for ther vice. Yow dois nothing bot al in the contrare And suffrith al thi puple to forfare. Yow haith non ey bot one thyne awn delyt 67 Or quhat that plesing shall thyne appetyt. In the defalt of law and of justice, Wndir thi hond is sufferyt gret suppriss Of fadirless and modirless also, And wedwis ek sustenit mekill wo. With gret myschef oppressit ar the pure; And thow art causs of al this hol injure, Wharof that God a raknyng sal craf At the, and a sore raknyng sal hafe. For thyne estat is gevyne to redress Thar ned and kep them to rychtwysness. And thar is non that ther complantis heris; The mychty folk and ek the flattereris Ar cheif with the and doith this oppressioun. If thai complen, it is ther confussioune. And Daniell saith that who doith to the pure Or faderless or modirless, enjure Or to the puple that ilke to God doth hee; And al this harme sustenit is throw the. Yow sufferith them, oppressith and anoyith. So yow art causs; throw the thei ar distroyth. Than, at thi mycht, God so distroys yow. What shal He do agane? Quhat shal yow When he distroys by vengance of his suerd The synaris fra the vysagis of the erde? Than utraly yow shall distroyt bee; And that richt weill apperis now of thee, For yow allon byleft art solitere. And the wyss Salamon can duclar, 'Wo be to hyme that is byleft alone; He haith no help.' So is thi forton gonne. For he is callit, with quhom that God is nocht, Allone. And so thi wykitness haith wrocht That God Hymeself, He is bycummyn thi fo. Thi pupleis hartis haith thow tynt also. Thi wykitness thus haith the maid alon That of this erth thi fortone is ygonn. Yow mone thi lyf yow mone thi uorschip tyne And eft to deth that never shal haf fyne." "Maister," quod he, "of yowre benevolens Y yow besech that tueching myn offens Yhe wald vichsaif your consell to me if How I sal mend and ek hereftir leif." "Now, quod the Maister, "and I have mervell qwhy Yow askith consail and wil in non affy Nor wyrk tharby; and yhit yow may in tym, If yow lykith to, amend the cryme." "Yhis," saith the King, "and suthfastly I will Your ordynans in everything fulfyll." "And if the list at consail to abide, 68 The remed of thi harme to provyde, First, the begyning is of sapiens To dreid the Lord and His magnificens. And what thow haith in contrar Hyme ofendit, Whill yow haith mycht, of fre desir amendit. Repent thi gilt, repent thi gret trespass; And remembir one Goddis richwysness, How for to Hyme that wykitness anoyt And how the way of synaris He distroit. And if ye lyk to ryng wnder his pess The vengans of His mychty hond yow sess, This schalt yow do, if yow wil be perfit. First mone yow be penitent and contrit Of everything that tuechith thi consiens, Done of fre will or yhit of neglygens. Thi neid requirith ful contretioune, Princepaly, without conclusioune. With humble hart and gostly bysyness, Syne shalt yow go devotly the confess Therof unto sum haly conffessour That the wil consail tueching thin arour, And to fulfill his will and ordynans In satisfaccione and doing of pennans, And to amend al wrang and al injure By the ydone til every creature, If yow can into thi hart fynde Contretioune, well degest into thi mynd. Now go thi weie, for if it leful were Confessioune to me, I shuld it here." Than Arthur, richt obedient and mek, Into his wit memoratyve can seik Of every gilt wich that he can pens Done frome he passith the yeris of innocens; 69 And as his Maister hyme commandit hade, He goith and his confessione haith he maad Richt devotly with lementable chere. The maner wich quho lykith for to here He may it fynd into the holl romans. Off confessione o pasing cercumstans I can it not; I am no confessour. My wyt haith evil consat of that labour, Quharof I wot I aucht repent me sore. The King wich was confessit, what is more, Goith and til his Maister tellith hee How every syne into his awn degree He shew that mycht occuryng to his mynde. "Now," quod the Maistere, "left thow aght behynde Of Albenak the uorschipful King Ban, The wich that uas into thy service slan, And of his wif disherist eft also? Bot of ther sone, the wich was them fro, Ne spek Y not." The King in his entent Abasyt was and furthwith is he went Agane and to his confessour declarith. Syne to his Maister he ayane reparith, To quhome he saith, "I aftir my cunyng Your ordinans fulfillit in al thing. And now right hartly Y beseich and prey Yhe wald vithschaif sumthing to me say That may me comfort in my gret dreid And how my men ar falyet in my neid And of my dreme, the wich that is so dirk." This Maister saith, "And thow art bound to uirk At my consail, and if yow has maad Thi confessione, as yow before hath said, And in thi conciens thinkith persevere, As I presume that thow onon shalt here That God Hymeself shal so for the provide, Thow shal remayne and in thi ring abyd. And why thi men ar falyet at this nede, At short this is the causs, shalt yow nocht dred, Fore yow to Gode was frawart and perwert. Thi ryngne and the He thocht for to subvart. And yow sal knaw na power may recist In contrar quhat God lykith to assist. The vertw nore the strenth of victory, It cummyth not of man, bot anerly Of Hyme, the wich haith every strinth; and than If that the waiis plessit Hyme of man, He shal have forss againe his ennemys. Aryght agan apone the samyne uyss, If he displess unto the Lord, he shall Be to his fais a subjet or a thrall, As that we may into the Bible red Tueching the folk He tuk Hymeself to led Into the lond, the wich He them byhicht. Ay when thei yhed into His ways richt, Ther fois gon befor there suerd to nocht; And when that thei ayanis Hyme hath urocht, Thei war so full of radur and disspare That of o leif fleing in the air, The sound of it haith gart o thousand tak At onys apone themself the bak And al ther manhed uterly foryhet, Sich dreid the Lord apone ther hartis set. So shalt yow know no powar may withstond Ther God Hymeself hath ton the causs on hond. 70 And the quhy stant in thyne awn offens That al thi puple falyhet off defens. And sum are falyeing magré ther entent; Thei ar to quhom yow yevyne hath thi rent, Thi gret reuard, thi richess and thi gold And cherissith and held in thi houshold. Bot the most part ar falyheit the at wyll, To quhome yow haith wnkyndness schawin till, Wrong and injure and ek defalt of law And pwnysing of qwhich that thei stand aw, And makith service but reward or fee, Syne haith no thonk bot fremmytness of the. Such folk to the cummyth bot for dred, Not of fre hart the for to help at nede. And what avalith owthir sheld or sper Or horss or armoure according for the were Uithouten man them for to stere and led? And man, yow wot, that uantith hart is ded That into armys servith he of noght. A coward oft ful mekil harm haith uroght. In multitude nore yhit in confluens Of sich is nowther manhed nore defens. And so thow hath the rewlyt that almost Of al thi puple the hartis ben ylost And tynt richt throw thyne awn mysgovernans Of averice and of thyne errogans. What is o prince, quhat is o governoure Withouten fame of worschip and honour? What is his mycht, suppos he be a lorde, If that his folk sal nocht to hyme accorde? May he his rigne, may he his holl empire Susten al only of his owne desyre In servyng of his wrechit appetit Of averice and of his awn delyt And hald his men wncherist in thraldome? Nay! that shal sone his hie estat consome, For many o knycht therby is broght ydoune All uteraly to ther confusioune. For oft it makith uther kingis by To wer on them in trast of victory. And oft als throw his peple is distroyth That fyndith them agrevit or anoyth. And God also oft with His awn swerd Punysith ther vysis one this erd. Thus falith not: o king but governans, Boith realme and he goith oneto myschans." As thai war thus speking of this thinge, Frome Galiot cam two knychtis to the King. That one the King of Hundereth Knychtis was; That other to nome "The Fyrst-Conquest King" he has As first that Galyot conquerit of one. The nerest way oneto the King thei gon, And up he ross as he that wel couth do Honor to qwhome that it afferith to. And yhit he wist not at thei kingis were; So them thei boith and uyth rycht knyghtly cher Reverendly thei salust hyme and thane The King of Hunder Knyghtis he began And said hyme, "Sir, to yow my lord ws sende, Galiot, whilk bad ws say he wende That of this world the uorthiest king wor yhe, Gretest of men and of awtoritee. Wharof he has gret wonder that yhe ar So feblé cummyne into his contrare For to defend your cuntré and your londe, And knowith well yhe may hyme nocht withstonde. Wharfor he thinkith no worschip to conquere Nore in the weris more to persyvere. Considdir yowr wakness and yowr indegens, 71 Aganis hyme as now to mak defens. Wharfore, my lord haith grantit by us here Trewis to yhow and resput for o yhere, If that yhow lykith by the yheris space For to retwrn ayane into this place, Her to manteine yhour cuntré and withstand Hyme with the holl power of yhour lond. And for the tyme the trewis shal endure, Yhour cuntré and yhour lond he will assurre; And wit yhe yhit his powar is nocht here. And als he bad ws say yhow by the yhere The gud knycht wich that the red armys bure And in the feild maid the discumfiture, The whilk the flour of knychthed may be cold, He thinkith hyme to have of his houshold." "Well," quod the King, "I have hard quhat yhe say; But if God will and ek if that I may, Into sich wyss I think for to withstond, Yhour lord shall have no powar of my londe." Of this mesag the King rejosing hass And of the trewis wich that grantit was, Bot anoyt yhit of the knycht was he, Wich thei avant to have in such dogré. 72 Ther leif thei tuk, and when at thei war gon, This Maister saith, "How lykith God dispone Now may yhow se and suth is my recorde. For by Hyme now is makith this accord, And by non uthir worldly providens Sauf only grant of His bynevolans, To se if that the lykith to amend And to provid thi cuntré to defend. Wharfor yow shalt into thi lond home fair And governe the as that I shall declaire: First, thi God with humble hart yow serfe And his comand at al thi mycht obserf; And syne, lat pass the ilk blessit wonde Of lowe with mercy justly throw thi londe. And Y beseich to qwhome yow sal direke The rewle upone the wrangis to correk That yow be nocht in thi electioune blynde; For writin it is and yow sal trew it fynde That be thei for to thonk or ellis blame And towart God thi part shal be the samm; Of ignorans shalt yow nocht be excusit, 73 Bot in ther werkis sorly be accusit. For thow shuld ever chess apone sich wyss The minsteris that rewll haith of justice: First, that he be descret til wnderstond And lowe and ek the mater of the londe, And be of mycht and ek autoritee-- For puple ay contempnith low degré-- And that of trouth he folow furth the way; That is als mych as he lovyth trewth alway And haitith al them the wich sal pas therfro. Syne, that he God dreid and love also. Of averice bewar with the desyre, And of hyme full of hastyness and fyre; Bewar tharfor of malice and desire And hyme also that lovith no medyre. For al this abhominable was hold When justice was into the tymis olde. For qwho that is of an of thir byknow, 74 The lest of them subvertith all the low And makith it wnjustly to procede. Eschew tharfor, for this sal be thi meid Apone the day when al thing goith aright, Whar none excuss hidyng schal the lyght, But He the Jug, that no man may susspek, Everything ful justly sal correk. Bewar tharwith, as before have I told, And chess them wysly that thi low shal hold. And als I will that it well oft be sen, Richt to thiself how thei thi low conten, And how the right and how the dom is went For to inquer that yow be delygent. And punyss sor, for o thing shal yow know, The most trespas is to subvert the low, So that yow be not in thar gilt accusit And frome the froit of blissit folk refusit. And pas yow shalt to every chef toune Throwout the boundis of thi regioune Whar yow sall be, that justice be elyk Without divisione baith to pur and ryk. And that thi puple have awdiens With thar complantis and also thi presens, For qwho his eris frome the puple stekith And not his hond in ther support furth rekith, His dom sall be ful grevous and ful hard When he sal cry and he sal nocht be hard. Wharfor thyne eris ifith to the pwre, 75 Bot in redress of ned and not of injure. Thus sall thei don of ressone and knawlag. "But kingis when thei ben of tender ag, Y wil not say I trast thei ben excusit, Bot schortly thei sall be sar accusit When so thei cum to yheris of resone If thei tak not full contrisioune And pwnyss them that hath ther low mysgyit. That this is trouth it may not be denyit; For uther ways thei sal them not discharg . . . . . . . . . . . . One estatis of ther realm that shold Within his youth se that his low be hold. And thus thow the, with mercy, kep alway Of justice furth the ilk blessit way. "And of thi wordis beis trew and stable, Spek not to mych, nore be not vareable. O kingis word shuld be o kingis bonde And said it is, a kingis word shuld stond. O kingis word, among our faderis old, Al-out more precious and more sur was hold Than was the oth or seel of any wight. O king of trouth suld be the verray lyght, 76 So treuth and justice to o king accordyth. And als, as thir clerkis old recordith, "In tyme is larges and humilitee Right well according unto hie dugré And plessith boith to God and man also. Wharfor I wil incontinent thow go And of thi lond in every part abide, Whar yow gar fet and clep one every sid 77 Out of thi cuntreis and ek out of thi tounis, Thi dukis, erlis and thi gret baronis, Thi pur knychtis and thi bachleris, And them resauf als hartly as afferis And be themself yow welcum them ilkon. Syne, them to glaid and cheris, thee dispone 78 With festing and with humyll contynans. Be not pensyve, nore proud in arrogans, Bot with them hold in gladnes cumpany. Not with the rich nor myghty anerly, Bot with the pure worthi man also, With them thow sit, with them yow ryd and go. I say not to be ovr fameliar, For, as the most philosephur can duclar, To mych to oyss familiaritee Contempnyng bryngith oneto hie dugré; Bot cherice them with wordis fair depaynt, So with thi pupelle sal yow the aquaynt. Than of ilk cuntré wysly yow enquere An agit knycht to be thi consulere, That haith ben hold in armys richt famus, Wyss and discret, and nothing invyus. For there is non that knowith so wel, iwyss, O worthy man as he that worthi is. When well long haith yow swjornyt in a place And well acqueynt the uith thi puple has, Than shalt thow ordand and provid the Of horss and ek of armour gret plenté, Of gold and silver, tressore and cleithing, And every riches that longith to o king. And when the lykith for to tak thi leif, By largess thus yow thi reward geif, First to the pure worthy honorable That is til armys and til manhed able. 79 Set he be pur, yhit worschip in hyme bidith. If hyme the horss one wich thiselvyne ridith And bid hyme that he rid hyme for yhour sak; Syne til hyme gold and silver yow betak: The horss to hyme for worschip and prowes, The tresor for his fredome and larges. If most of riches and of cherising Eftir this gud knycht berith uitnesing. Syne to thi tennandis and to thi vavasouris If essy haknays, palfrais and cursouris, And robis sich as plesand ben and fair. Syne to thi lordis, wich at mychty aire, As dukis, erlis, princis and ek kingis, Yow if them strang, yow if them uncouth thingis, 80 As diverss jowellis and ek preciouss stonis, Or halkis, hundis, ordinit for the nonis, 81 Or wantone horss that can nocht stand in stable. Thar giftis mot be fair and delitable. Thus first unto the uorthi pur yow if Giftis that may ther poverté releif, And to the rich iftis of plesans-- That thei be fair, set nocht of gret substans. For riches askith nothing bot delyt, And povert haith ay ane appetyt, For to support ther ned and indigens. Thus shall yow if and makith thi dispens. And ek the Quen, my lady, shalt also To madenis and to ladeis, quhar yhe go, If and cheriss one the samyne wyss; For into largess al thi welfar lyis. And if thi giftis with sich continans That thei be sen ay gifyne uith plesans. The wyss man sais, and suth it is approvit, Thar is no thonk, thar is no ift alowit, Bot it be ifyne into sich manere-- That is to say, als glaid into his chere-- As he the wich the ift of hyme resavith; And do he not, the gifar is dissavith. 82 For who that iffis as he not if wald, 83 Mor profit war his ift for to withhald. His thonk he tynith and his ift also. Bot that thow ifith, if with boith two, That is to say, uith hart and hand atonis. And so the wys man ay the ift disponis. Beith larg and iffis frely of thi thing, For largess is the tresour of o king And not this other jowellis nor this gold That is into thi tresory withholde. Who gladly iffith, be vertew of larges, His tresory encresis of richess And sal aganne the mor al-out resave. 84 For he to quhome he gevith sall have First his body, syne his hart with two, His gudis al for to dispone also In his service; and mor atour he shall Have o thing, and that is best of all: That is to say, the worschip and the loss That upone larges in this world furth goss. And yow shal knaw the lawbour and the press Into this erth about the gret richess Is ony bot apone the causs we see Of met, of cloth, and of prosperitee. All the remanant stant apone the name Of purches, furth apone this worldis fame. And well yow wot, in thyne allegians Ful many is, the wich haith sufficians Of everything that longith to ther ned. What haith yow more, qwich them al to-lede, For al thi realmys and thi gret riches If that yow lak of worschip the encress? Well less al-out, for efter thar estate Thei have uorschip and kepith it algat; And yow degradith al thyne hie dugree That so schuld shyne into nobelitee, Throuch vys and throw the wrechitness of hart. And knowis yow not what sall by thi part, Out of this world when yow sal pass the courss? Fair well, iwyss; yow never shall recourss Whar no prince more shall the subjet have But be als dep into the erd ygrave, Sauf vertew only and worschip wich abidith With them, the world apone the laif devidith. And if he, wich shal eftir the succed, By larges spend, of quhich that yhow had dreid, 85 He of the world comendit is and prisit, And yow stant furth of everything dispisit. "The puple saith and demyth thus of thee: 'Now is he gone, a verray urech was hee, And he the wich that is our king and lord Boith vertew haith and larges in accorde. Welcum be he!' And so the puple soundith. Thus through thi viss his vertew mor aboundith, And his vertew the more thi vice furth schawith. Wharfor yhe, wich that princes ben yknawith, Lat not yhour urechit hart so yhow dant That he that cummyth next yhow may avant To be mor larg, nore more to be commendit; Best kepit is the riches well dispendit. O yhe, the wich that kingis ben, fore sham Remembrith yhow this world hath bot o naamm Of good or evill, efter yhe ar gone. And wysly tharfor chessith yhow the tonn Wich most accordith to nobilitee And knytith larges to yhour hie degré. For qwhar that fredome in o prince ringnis, It bryngith in the victory of kingis And makith realmys and puple boith to dout And subectis of the cuntré al about. And qwho that thinkith ben o conquerour, Suppos his largess sumquhat pas mysour, Ne rak he nat bot frely iffith ay; 86 And as he wynyth beis uar alway To mych nor yhit to gredy that he hold, Wich sal the hartis of the puple colde And lov and radour cummyth boith two Of larges. Reid and yhe sal fynd it so. Alexander, this lord the warld that wan, First with the suerd of larges he began And as he wynith ifith largely; He rakith nothing bot of chevelry Wharfor of hyme so passith the renown That many o cetee and many o strang townn Of his worschip that herith the recorde Dissirith so to haveing sich o lorde And offerith them withouten strok of spere, Suppos that thei war manly men of were, But only for his gentilless that thei Have hard. And so he lovit was alway For his larges, humilitee and manhed With his awn folk that nevermore, we reid, For al his weris nor his gret travell, In al his tym that thei hyme onys faill. Bot in his worschip al thar besynes Thei set and levith into no distres. Wharthrow the suerd of victory he berith. And many prince full oft the palm werith, As has ben hard, by largess of before, 87 In conqueringe of rignis and of glore. And wrechitnes richt so, in the contrar, Haith realmys maid ful desolat and bare And kingis broght doun from ful hie estat, And who that red ther old bukis wat. 88 The vicis lef, the vertew have in mynde And takith larges in his awn kynd, Amyd standing of the vicis two, Prodegalitee and averice also. Wharfor herof it nedith not to more, So mych therof haith clerkis urit tofore. Bot who the vertw of larges and the law Sal chess mot ned considir well and knaw Into hymeself and thir thre wnderstande: The substans first, the powar of his land Whome to he iffith and the causs wharfore, The nedful tyme awatith evermore. Kepith thir thre; for qwho that sal exced His rent, he fallith sodandly in nede. And so the king that onto myster drowis, His subjettis and his puple he ovrthrawis And them dispolyeith boith of lond and rent. So is the king, so is the puple schent. Forquhi the voice it scrikth up ful evyne 89 Without abaid and passith to the hevyne Whar God Hymeself resavith ther the crye Of the oppresioune and the teranny And uith the suerd of vengans doun ysmytith, The wich that carvith al to sor and bitith And hyme distroyth, as has ben hard or this Of every king that wirkith sich o mys. For ther is few eschapith them; it sall Boith upone hyme and his successione fall. For He, forsuth, haith ifyne hyme the wond 90 To justefy and reull in pece his lond, The puple all submytit to his cure. And he agan oneto no creatur Save only shall unto his Gode obey. And if he passith so far out of the wey, Them to oppress, that he shuld reul and gid Ther heritag, there gwdis to devide, Ye, wnder whome that he most nedis stond, At correccioune sal strek his mychty hond, Not every day, bot shal at onys fall On hyme, mayhap, and his succescione all. In this, allace, the blyndis of the kingis And is the fall of princis and of rygnis. The most vertew, the gret intellegens, The blessit tokyne of wysdom and prudens Iss, in o king, for to restren his honde Frome his pupleis riches and ther lond. Mot every king have this vice in mynd In tyme and not when that he ned fynde. And in thi larges beith war, I pray, Of nedful tyme, for than is best alway. Avyss the ek quhome to that thow salt if, Of there fam and ek how that thei leif; And of the vertws and vicious folk also, I the beseich devidith well thir two So that thei stond nocht in o degree. Discreccioune sall mak the diversitee Wich clepith the moder of al vertewis. And beith war, I the beseich of this, That is to say of flatry, wich that longith To court and al the kingis larges fongith. The vertuouss man no thing tharof resavith. The flattereris now so the king dissavith And blyndith them that wot nothing, iwyss, When thei do well or quhen thei do omyss, And latith kingis oft til wnderstonde Thar vicis and ek the faltis of ther lond. Into the realme about o king is holde O flatterere were than is the stormys cold, Or pestelens, and mor the realme anoyith; For he the law and puple boith distroyith. And into principall ben ther three thingis That caussith flattereris stonding with the kingis: "And on, it is the blyndit ignorans Of kingis wich that hath no governans To wnderstond who doith sich o myss; But who that farest schewith hym, iwyss, Most suffisith and best to his plesans. 91 Wo to the realme that havith sich o chans! "And secundly, quhar that o king is Veciuss hymeself, he cherissith, ywys, Al them the wich that oneto vicis soundith Wharthrow that vicis and flattery ek aboundith. "The thrid is the ilk schrewit harrmful vice, Wich makith o king within hymeself so nyce That al thar flattry and ther gilt he knowith Into his wit and yhit he hyme withdrowith Them to repref and of ther vicis he wot; 92 And this it is wich that dissemblyng hot That in no way accordith for o king. Is he not set abuf apone his ringne As soverane his puple for to lede? Whi schuld he spare or quhom of schuld he dred To say the treuth, as he of right is hold? And if so ware that al the kingis wold When that his legis comytit ony vyce As beith not to schamful nore to nyce That thei presume that he is negligent But als far as he thinkith that they mysswent But dissemblyng reprevith as afferis And pwnice them quhar pwnysing requeris, Sauf only mercy in the tyme of ned. And so o king he schuld his puple led That no trespass that cummyth in his way Shuld pass his hond wnepwnist away, Nor no good deid into the samyn degree, Nore no vertew suld wnreuardid bee. Than flattry shuld, that now is he, be low, And vice from the kingis court withdrow. His ministeris that shuld the justice reull Shuld kep well furth of quiet and reull 93 That now, God wat, as it conservit is, The stere is lost and al is gon amys. And vertew shuld hame to the court hyme dress That exillith goith into the wildernes. Thus if o king stud lyk his awn degree, Vertwis and wyss than shuld his puple bee Only set by vertew hyme to pless And sore adred his wisdom to displess. And if that he towart the vicis draw, His folk sall go on to that ilk law. What shal hyme pless, thai wil nocht ellis fynd Bot therapon setith al ther mynde. Thus only in the vertew of o king The reull stant of his puple and his ringne, If he be wyss and, but dissemblyng, schewis, As I have said, the vicis oneto schrewis. 94 And so thus, sir, it stant apone thi will For to omend thi puple or to spill, Or have thi court of vertewis folk or fullis. Sen yow art holl maister of the scoullis, Teichith them and thei sal gladly leir-- That is to say, that thei may no thing heir Sauf only vertew towart thyn estat. And cheriss them that vertews ben algait. And thinkith what that vertew is to thee: It plessith God, uphaldith thi degree." "Maister," quod he, "me think rycht profitable Yowr conseell is and wonder honorable For me and good. Rycht well I have consavit And in myne hartis inwartness resavit. I shall fulfill and do yowr ordynans Als far of wit as I have suffisans. Bot Y beseich yow intil hartly wyss That of my drem yhe so to me devyss, The wich so long haith occupeid my mynd, How that I shal no maner sucour fynd Bot only throw the wattir lyon and syne The leich that is withouten medysyne; And of the consell of the flour; wich ayre Wonderis lyk that no man can duclar." "Now, sir," quod he, "and I of them al thre What thei betakyne shal I schaw to the. Such as the clerkis at them specefiit, Thei usit nothing what thei signefiit. 95 The wattir lyone is the God verray. God to the lyone is lyknyt many way; But thei have Hyme into the wattir senn; Confusit were ther wittis al, Y wenn. The wattir was ther awn fragelitee And thar trespas and thar inequitee Into this world, the wich thei stond yclosit; 96 That was the wattir wich thei have supposit That haith there knowlag maad so inperfyt. Thar syne and ek ther worldis gret delyt, 97 As clowdy wattir was evermore betwenn That thei the lyone perfitly hath nocht senn, Bot as the wattir wich was ther awn synne That evermor thei stond confusit in. If thei haith stond into religionn clen, Thei had the lyone not in watter sen Bot clerly up into the hevyne abuf, Eternaly whar He shal not remufe. And evermore in uatter of syne was Hee, Forquhi it is imposseble for to bee. And thus the world, wich that thei ar in Yclosit is in dyrknes of ther syne; And ek the thikness of the air betwen The lyone mad in uattir to be sen. For it was nocht bot strenth of ther clergy Wich thei have here (and it is bot erthly) That makith them there resouns devyss And se the lyone thus in erthly wyss. This is the lyone, God and Goddis Sone, Jhesu Crist, wich ay in hevyne sal wonne. For as the lyone of every best is king, So is He lord and maister of al thing, That of the Blessit Vyrgyne uas ybore. Ful many a natur the lyone haith, quharfore That he to God resemblyt is, bot I Lyk not mo at this tyme specify. This is the lyone--tharof have yow no dred-- That shal the help and comfort in thi ned. "The sentens here now woll I the defyne Of Hyme, the Lech withouten medysyne, Wich is the God that everything hath uroght. For yow may know that uther is it noght As surgynis and fesicianis, wich that delith With mortell thingis and mortell thingis helyth And al thar art is into medysyne, As it is ordanit be the mycht devyne, As plasteris, drinkis, and anounytmentis seir, And of the qualyté watyng of the yher And of the planetis disposicioune And of the naturis of compleccyoune, And in the diverss changing of hwmowris. Thus wnder reull lyith al there cwris. And yhit thei far as blynd man in the way, Oft quhen that deith thar craft list to assay. Bot God, the wich that is the soveran Lech, Nedith no maner medysyne to sech; For ther is no infyrmyté nore wound Bot as Hyme lykith al is holl and sound. So can He heill infyrmytee of thoght, Wich that one erdly medesyne can noght. And als the saul that to confusioune goith And haith with hyme and uther parteis boith, 98 His dedly wound God helyth frome the ground. Onto his cure no medysyne is found. This is His mycht that nevermore shall fyne, This is the Leich withouten medysyne. And if that yhow at confessioune hath ben And makith the of al thi synnis clen, Yow art than holl and this ilk samyn is He Schall be thi leich in al necessitee. "Now of the flour Y woll to the discernn. This is the flour that haith the froyt eternn; This is the flour, this fadith for no schour; This is the flour of every flouris floure; This is the flour of quhom the Froyt uas bornn; This ws redemyt efter that we war lornn; This is the flour that ever spryngith new; This is the flour that changith never hew; This is the Vyrgyne; this is the blessit flour That Jhesu bur that is our Salveour, This flour wnwemmyt of hir virginitee; This is the flour of our felicitee; This is the flour to quhom ue shuld exort; This is the flour not sessith to support In prayere, consell, and in byssynes Us catifis ay into our wrechitnes Onto hir Sone, the quich hir consell herith; This is the flour that al our gladness sterith, Throuch whois prayer mony one is savit, That to the deth eternaly war resavit Ne war hir hartly suplicatioune; This is the flour of our salvatioune, Next hir Sone, the froyt of every flour; This is the sam that shal be thi succour If that the lykith hartly reverans And service yeld oneto hir excellens, Syne worschip hir with al thi byssyness. Sche sal thi harm, sche sall thi ned redress. Sche sal sice consell if oneto the two, The Lyone and the soverane Lech also, Yow sall not ned thi dremm for to dispar Nor yhit no thing that is in thi contrare. Now," quod the Maister, "yow may well wnderstand Tueching thi drem as I have born on hande And planly haith the mater al declarith That yhow may know of wich yow was disparith. The Lech, the Lyone, and the flour also, Yow worschip them, yow serve them evermo And ples the world as I have said before. In governans thus stondith al thi glore. Do as yow list, for al is in thi honde To tyne thiself, thi honore and thi londe Or lyk o prince, o conquerour or king In honore and in worschip for to ringe." "Now," quod the King, "I fell that the support Of yhour consell haith don me sich comfort, Of every raddour my hart is into ess; To yhour command, God will, Y sal obess. Bot o thing is yneuch wnto me: How Galiot makith his avant that he Shall have the knycht that only by his honde And manhed was defendour of my londe, If that shall fall Y pray yhow tellith me, And quhat he hecht and of quhat lond is hee." "What that he hecht, yow shall no forther know; His dedis sall herefterwart hyme schaw. Bot contrar the he shall be found no way. No more tharof as now Y will the say." With that the King haith at his Maistir tone His leve, oneto his cuntré for to gonne. And al the ost makith none abyde To passing home anone thei can provid. 99 And to Sir Gawane thei haith o lytter maad, Ful sore ywound, and hyme on with them haade. 100 The King, as that the story can declar, Passith to o ceté that was right fair And clepit Cardole, into Walis was, For that tyme than it was the nerest place And thar he sojornyt twenty-four days In ryall festing, as the auttore says. So discretly his puple he haith cherit That he thar hartis holy haith conquerit. And Sir Gawan, helyt holl and sound Be fiftene dais he was of every wounde. Right blyth therof into the court war thei And so befell the twenty-fourth day The King to fall into o hevynes Right ate his table siting at the mess. And Sir Gawan cummyth hyme before And saide hyme, "Sir, yhour thoght is al to sore, Considering the diverss knychtis sere Ar of wncouth and strang landis here." The King ansuert, as into matalent, "Sir, of my thocht or yhit of myne entent Yhe have the wrang me to repref; forquhy Thar levith none that shuld me blam, for I Was thinkand one the worthiest that levyt That al the worschip into armys prevyt, And how the thonk of my defens he had And of the vow that Galiot haith mad. But I have sen, when that of my houshold Thar was, and of my falowschip, that wold If that thei wist, quhat thing shuld me pless, Thei wald nocht leif for travell nor for ess. And sumtyme it preswmyt was and said That in my houshold of al this world I had The flour of knychthed and of chevalry. Bot now tharof Y se the contrarye, Sen that the flour of knychthed is away." "Schir," quod he, "of resone suth yhe say; And if God will, in al this warld so round He sal be soght, if that he may be found." Than Gawan goith with o knychtly chere; At the hal dure he saith in this maner: "In this pasag who lykith for to wend? It is o jorné most for to comend That in my tyme into the court fallith, To knyghtis wich that chevellry lovith Or travell into armys for to hant. And lat no knycht fra thynefurth hyme avant 101 That it denyith." With that onon thei ross, Al the knychtis, and frome the burdis goss. The King that sauch, into his hart was wo And said, "Sair Gawan, nece, why dois yow so? Knowis yow nocht I myne houshold suld encress In knychthed and in honore and largess? And now yow thinkith mak me dissolat Of knychtis and my houss transulat To sek o knycht and it was never more Hard sich o semblé makith o before." 102 "Sir, quod he, "als few as may yhow pless, For what I said was nothing for myne ess, Nor for desir of falouschip, forwhy To pass alone, but cumpany, think I, And ilk knycht to pass o sundry way. The mo thei pass the fewar eschef thay, Bot thus shal pas no mo bot as yhow lest." "Takith," quod he, "of quhom yhe lykith best, Fourty in this pasag for to go." At this command and Gawan chesit so Fourty, quhich that he lovit and that was Richt glaid into his falowschip to pas. And furth thei go, and al anarmyt thei Come to the King, withouten more delay, The relykis brocht, as was the maner tho When any knyghtis frome the court suld go. Or when the passit, or quhen thei com, thei swor 103 The trouth to schaw of every adventur. Sir Gawan knelyng to his falowis sais, "Yhe lordis, wich that in this seking gais, So many noble and worthi knychtis ar yhe, Methink in vayne yhour travel shuld nocht be; For adventur is non so gret to pref, As I suppone, nor yhe sal it esschef. 104 And, if yhe lyk, as I that shal devyss Yhour oth to swer, into the samyne wyss, Myne oith to kep." And that thei undertak, However so that he his oith mak It to conserf, and that thei have all swornn. Than Gawan, wich that was the King beforn, On kneis swore, "I sal the suth duclar Of everything when I agan repar Nor never more aghane sal I returnn Nore in o place long for to sujornn Whill that the knycht or verray evydens I have, that shal be toknis of credens." His falouschip abasit of that thing And als therof anoyt was the King, Saying, "Nece, yow haith al foly uroght And wilfulness that haith nocht in thi thoght The day of batell of Galot and me." Quod Gawan, "Now non other ways ma be." Tharwith he and his falowschip also Thar halmys lasit; onto ther horss thei go, Syne tuk ther lef and frome the court the fare. 105 Thar names ware to long for to declar. Now sal we leif hyme and his cumpany That in thar seking passith bissely; And of the Lady of Melyhalt we tell, With whome the knycht mot ned alway duell. O day she mayd hyme onto hir presens fet 106 And on o sege besid hir haith hyme set. "Sir, in keping I have yow halding long," And thus sche said, "for gret trespas and wrong, Magré my stewart, in worschip, and forthi Yhe suld me thonk." "Madem," quod he, "and I Thonk yhow so that ever, at my mycht, Wharso I pass that I sal be yhour knycht." "Grant mercy, sir, bot o thing I yow pray, What that yhe ar yhe wold vichsauf to say." "Madem," quod he, "yhour mercy ask I, quhy That for to say apone no wyss may I." "No! Wil yhe not? Non other ways as now Yhe sal repent, and ek I mak avow Oneto the thing the wich that I best love, Out frome my keping sal yhe not remuf Befor the day of the assemblee, Wich that, o yher, is nerest for to bee. And if that yow haith plessit for to say 107 Yhe had fore me deliverit ben this day; And I sal knaw, quhether yhe wil or no, For I furthwith oneto the court sal go Whar that al thithingis goith and cumyth sonn." "Madem," quod he, "yhour plesance mot be donne." With that the knycht oneto his chalmer goith And the lady hir makith to be wroith Aganis hyme, but suthly uas sche not, For he al-out was mor into hir thoght. Than schapith she agane the ferd day And richly sche gan hirself aray, Syne clepit haith apone hir cusynes And saith, "Y will oneto the court me dress. And malice I have schawin onto yhon knycht Forquhy he wold nocht schew me quhat he hicht; Bot so, iwyss, it is nocht in my thocht, For worthyar non into this erth is wrocht. 108 Tharfor I pray and hartly I requer Yhe mak hyme al the cumpany and chere And do hyme al the worschip and the ess, Excep his honore, wich that may hym pless. And quhen I cum, deliverith hyme als fre As he is now." "Ne have no dred," quod sche. The lady partit and hir lef hath ton, And by hir jorné to the court is gon. The King hapnit at Logris for to bee, Wich of his realme was than the chef ceté, And haith hir met and intil hartly wyss Resavit her and welcummyt oftsyss And haith hir home oneto his palice brocht, Whar that no danté nedith to be socht, And maid hir cher with al his ful entent. 109 Eft supir oneto o chalmer ar thei went, The King and sche and ek the Quen--al thre. Of hir tithandis at hir than askit hee And what that hir oneto the court had brocht. "Sir," quod sche, "I conne not al for nocht; I have o frend haith o dereyne ydoo, 110 And I can fynd none able knycht tharto. For he the wich that in the contrar is Is hardy, strong and of gret kyne, iwyss. Bot it is said if I mycht have with me Your knycht quich in the last assemblé Was in the feld and the red armys bur, In his manhed Y mycht my causs assur. And yhow, sir, richt hartly I exort Into this ned my myster to support." "Madem, by faith oneto the Quen I aw, That I best love, the knycht I never saw In nerness by which that I hyme knew; And ek Gawane is gan hyme for to sew With other fourty knychtis into cumpany." The lady smylit at ther fantessy. The Quen tharwith presumyt wel that sche Knew quhat he was and said, "Madem, if yhe Knowith of hyme what that he is or quhar, We yhow besech til ws for to declar." "Madem," quod sche, "now, be the faith that I Aw to the King and yhow, as for no why To court I cam but of hyme to inquere; And sen of hyme I can no tithingis here, Nedlyngis tomorn homwart mon I fair." 111 "Na," quod the King, "madem, ovr son it waire. Yhe sal remayne her for the Qwenys sak; Syne shal yhe of our best knychtis tak." "Sir," quod sche, "I pray yow me excuss, Forquhy to pass nedis me behuss. 112 Nor, sen I want the knycht which I have socht, Wtheris with me to have desir I nocht, For I of otheris have that may suffice." Bot yhit the King hir prayt on sich wyss That sche remanit whill the thrid day, Syne tuk hir leif to pasing hom hir way. It nedis not the festing to declar Maid oneto hir nor company nor fare. Sche had no knycht, sche had no damyseill Nor thei richly rewardit war and well. Now goith the lady homwart and sche In her entent desyrus is to see The flour of knychthed and of chevelry: So was he prysit and hold to every wy. The lady, which oneto hir palace come, Bot of schort time remanith haith at home When sche gart bryng, withouten recidens, 113 With grete effere this knycht to hir presens And said hyme, "Sir, so mekil have I socht And knowith that befor I knew nocht, That if yhow lyk I wil yhour ransone mak." "Madem, gladly, wil yhe vichsauf to tak Efter that as my powar may attenn 114 Or that I may provid be ony menn." "Now, sir," sho said, "forsuth it sal be so: Yhe sal have thre and chess yhow on of tho. 115 And if yhow lykith them for to refuss I can no mor, but yhe sal me excuss; Yhe nedis mot susten yhour adventur Contynualy inward for til endur." 116 "Madem," quod he, "and I yhow hartly pray What that thei say yhe wald vichsauf to say." "The first," quod sche, "who hath into the chenn Of lov yhour hart, and if yhe may derenn. The next, yhour nam, the which ye sal not lye. The thrid, if ever yhe think of chevalry So mekil worschip to atten in feild Apone o day in armys wnder scheld As that yhe dyd the samyne day when yhe In red armys was at the assemblee." "Madem," quod he, "is thar non uther way Me to redem but only thus to say Of thingis which that rynyth me to blam, Me to avant my lady or hir name? But if that I most schawin furth that one, What suerté schal I have for to gone At libertee out of this danger free?" "Schir, for to dred no myster is," quod shee; "As I am trew and fathfull woman hold, Yhe sal go fre quhen one of thir is told." "Madem, yhour will non uther ways I may, I mone obey. And to the first Y say, As to declar the lady of myne hart, My gost sal rather of my brest astart." (Wharby the lady fayndit al for nocht The love quhich long hath ben into her thocht.) "And of my nam, schortly for to say, It stondith so that one no wyss I may. Bot of the thrid, madem, I se that I Mon say the thing that tuechith velany. 117 For suth it is I trast, and God before, In feld that I sal do of armys more Than ever I did, if I commandit bee. And now, madem, I have my libertee, For I have said I never thocht to say." "Now, sir," quod sche, "whenever yhe wil, ye may; Bot o thing is, I yhow hartly raquer, Sen I have hold yhow apone such maner, Not as my fo, that yhe uald grant me till." "Madem," quod he, "it sal be as yhe will." "Now, sir," quod sche, "it is nothing bot yhe Remann with ws wnto the assemblé, And everythyng that in yhour myster lyis I sall gar ordan at yhour awn devyss. 118 And of the day I shall yow certefy Of the assemblé yhe sal not pas therby." "Madem," quod he, "It sal be as yhow list." "Now sir," quod sche, "and than I hald it best That yhe remann lyk to the samyne degré As that yhe war, that non sal wit that yhe Deliverit war. And into sacret wyss Thus may yhe be. And now yhe sal devyss What armys that yhow lykyth I gar mak." "Madem," quod he, "armys al of blak." With this, this knycht is to his chalmer gonn. The lady gan ful prevaly disspone For al that longith to the knycht in feild. Al blak his horss, his armour, and his scheld; That nedful is, al thing sche well previdith. And in hir keping thus with hir he bidith. Suppos of love sche takyne hath the charg, Sche bur it clos. Therof sche uas not larg; 119 Bot wysly sche abstenit hir dissir, For ellisquhat, sche knew, he was afyre. Tharfor hir wit hir worschip haith defendit, For in this world thar was nan mor commendit, Boith of discreccioune and of womanhed, Of governans, of nurtur, and of farhed. 120 This knycht with hir thus al this whil mon duell, And furth of Arthur sumthing wil we tell-- That walkyng uas furth into his regiounis And sojornyt in his ceteis and his townis As he that had of uisdome sufficyans. He kepit the lore of Maister Amytans In ryghtwysnes, in festing and larges, In cherising cumpany and hamlynes. For he was bissy and was deligent, And largly he iffith and dispent Rewardis, boith oneto the pur and riche And holdith fest throw al the yher eliche. 121 In al the warld passing gan his name; He chargit not bot of encress and famme And how his puples hartis to empless. Thar gladnes ay was to his hart most ess. He rakith not of riches nor tressour Bot to dispend one worschip and honour. He ifith riches, he ifith lond and rent, He cherissyth them with wordis eloquent So that thei can them utraly propone In his service thar lyves to dispone, So gladith themme his homely contynans, His cherisyng, his wordis of plesans, His cumpany and ek his mery chere, His gret rewardis and his iftis sere. Thus hath the King non uthir besynes Bot cherising of knychtis and largess To mak hymeself of honour be commend. And thus the yher he dryvith to the ende. |
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ruin poor; (see note) injustice same [thing] through you inflict pain on them in your grandeur face of the earth utterly are left forsaken (see note) fortune has become your enemy have you lost must; honor lose afterwards [go]; end concerning grant; to give me also; live why have faith act according to it Yes; truly wisdom fear; grandeur (see note) righteousness vexes reign; peace cease blameless must concerns your conscience (see note) contrition First of all; end spiritual diligence Then; to confess yourself holy advise about your sin injustice Done by you to in your heart digest [it] way; lawful To confess; hear meek Searched his memory; (see note) think of sorrowful demeanor hear in the whole romance; (see note) a wealth of details I know it not poorly conceived of For which I know sin in its own turn told that might occur anything out slain; (see note) deprived of her inheritance in his heart Embarrassed Then; returns according to my skill vouchsafe failed dream act According to intend to soon; hear reign In short turned away; perverse reign; undermine resist Against; (see note) only ways against Indeed; in the same way is displeasing foes in; read Concerning; lead promised; (see note) Always; went in against; worked fear a leaf floating made [take the back upon oneself=flee] courage; forget reason failed in spite of given; (see note) failed you deliberately shown to injustice; lack (see note) without; (see note) thanks; coldness only out of fear either suitable for the war govern and lead you know; lacks So that in very much (see note) courage nor protection governed yourself squandered; misconduct renown although be in sympathy reign; empire unloved in servitude waste down utterly; destruction other; nearby make war; assurance also through [i.e., by] vices; earth (see note) were (see note) (see note) (see note) knew how to do is suitable to yet; knew not that demeanor; (see note) greeted who bade us; thought you were power inadequately; against him honor in conquering you wars Truce; respite; a year it pleases you; year's time defend whole truce render safe know also; within the year wore caused the defeat flower; called intends heard what you also In such a way control rejoiced truce leave it pleases; to arrange true; statement made; peace Except; favor; benevolence it pleases you go home serve with all your might then; very; scepter law give authority; wrongs choice (see note) choose administration Both law; also; nature always follows directly the path stray from it [truth] Then [i.e., secondly] rashness; passion (see note) held in least; law (see note) Avoid; reward are set right hide Judge; have doubts about correct law; defend wish law conduct justice; judgment punish grievously greatest fault; law reward; excluded important town alike distinction; poor; rich judicial hearing who; shuts stretches out judgment heard injustice reasonably and knowingly young age trust grievously the age of reason contrition misguided free from guilt (see note) be kept; (see note) you yourself aforementioned blessed trustworthy once it is said Altogether oath or seal; person are fitting also generosity suitable to want you to go immediately sojourn (see note) poor; (see note) receive; as is fitting individually; each one feasting; humble behavior melancholy only poor honorable ride and walk overly familiar greatest; declared; (see note) Too; use Contempt ornamented acquaint yourself each; seek out counselor held to be envious indeed sojourned prepare; provide yourself With With pertains it pleases you; leave With generosity; give poor Although; poor; resides Give Then; entrust liberality; generosity Give; affection (see note) (see note) Give gentle; (see note) such; attractive who are powerful Such as unusual gems unbroken must; delightful poor; give relieve gifts of pleasure although; amount always one indigence give; presents maidens; wherever Give; show favor in generosity give; such bearing always to be given gladly it is proven true thanks; gift recognized given in such as glad in his demeanor gift; receives it would be; gift thanks; loses; gift what you give give together this way; gift grants generous; give liberally generosity in gives whom heart also dispose of moreover honor and the fame goes urgency In food; clothing wealth also know who have enough pertains to (see note) profit altogether all the while in vice; miserliness be make your way indeed; return from vassal as deeply in the earth buried Except for; lives on (see note) who shall after you praised despised judge true wretch generosity together cry vice; is magnified reveals who; are known to be daunt after you may boast generous (see note) one name [for you] after that one is becoming unites generosity liberality; reigns fear thinks to be Though; surpass moderation prospers is always on guard make cold fear Read who conquered the world conquers gives generously cares; but for which hears the report have such presented themselves Although; were; war courtliness heard generosity; courage read wars; travail once fail to his honor all their effort devote; desert [him] (see note) kingdoms; glory miserliness; on abandon (see note) Standing between to [say] more written formerly choose must necessarily these three [things] amount; wealth To whom he gives urgent Heed these income; suddenly into poverty draws despoils ruined delay receives too grievously heard before commits such an offense few who escape make justice in care in return guide goods (see note) perhaps (see note) greatest virtue sign Must; advice finds need beware time of need Consider; give their reputation; love virtuous; evil distinguish between; these Discernment; distinction is called; mother beware flattery; is native seizes receives deceive who know; indeed amiss prevent; from understanding In; considered worse harms And mainly are there one [i.e., the first] moral discipline commits such an offense indeed such a fate Evil; loves indeed have to do with vices very accursed foolish In; refrains is called is appropriate to throne lead obliged it were; (see note) vassals shameful; foolish erred Without; as is appropriate punishment is necessary Except only for [granting] unpunished by the same token unrewarded high administer knows; maintained control home; make his way exiled was as he should be fixed on virtue grievously afraid toward evil (see note) control; reign without; reveals it is dependent on improve; ruin Either; sinners Since; schools learn hear Except; about your position virtuous; at all times rank it seems to me understood inner recess received decree sufficient quantity in a heartfelt way interpret watery lion; then physician flower; are declare signify; reveal to you watery lion; true God comparable in many ways I suppose own moral weakness iniquity imagined made; imperfect seen own sin in; pure in; above depart (see note) (see note) darkness; sin knowledge devise always; dwell beast; (see note) born meaning Physician made physicians; treat heal by the divine power potions; various (see note) (see note) (see note); cures fare; on the road death; chooses to test Physician to practice healed and cured heal an earthly damnation heals; source end have been absolved then healed; very same [who] shall flower; to you explain fruit fades; shower Fruit were lost grows color Savior spotless appeal diligence wretches always in hears controls many a one would be consigned Were it not for her heartfelt After her Son it pleases you heartily Then; diligence such advice give despair about to your misfortune as I have asserted meaning were in despair moral control; glory it pleases you lose reign feel fear obey enough for boast shall come about is called is called reveal opposed to you for now from; taken leave delay for; litter made Goes called; in; (see note) then remained royal feasting; author gladdened entirely healed healthy and well In happy; in dejection meal various unknown and foreign as if in anger reprove because lives thinking; who lives displayed thanks for seen knew leave; (see note) flower reasonably the truth demeanor expedition; go journey most commendable in; befalls travail in arms to practice refuses; immediately tables go saw in; sad nephew intend to make me deprived remove seek not for my comfort because go; without each; go; different (see note) no more than you like on this expedition then Gawain chose go armed relics; then; (see note) should reveal who go on this quest It seems to me; effort say; (see note) To keep it before the King truth declare return one; remain Until; true proof of validity was upset with vexed Nephew battle between may helmets fastened There were too many names leave quest go diligently must necessarily; dwell seat held Despite my steward; therefore as far as I am able go Many thanks Who you are; grant because in no way Not otherwise for now I swear Upon depart battle one year as far as I am concerned whether tidings will must chamber pretended to be angry in truth altogether she prepared for the fourth adorn called; female relative go reveal; is called heartily I request befriend and entertain him honor; comfort Saving his honor leave has taken on her journey chanced; (see note) the capital in a heartfelt manner Received; many times luxury chamber have they gone news from her (see note) in the opposition of noble birth wore courage beg my plight the faith I owe the Queen Close-up seek delusion who he was who he is or where to us by Owe; reason since; news hear too soon; would be since I lack Others begged in such a way stayed until go on her way home the people; the circumstances damsel But that they; were heart esteemed; (see note) ceremony much if you would vouchsafe by any means tolerate your fate (see note) in the chain if you may say much honor to attain In one day incur blame on me boast about; (see note) guarantee no need these must (see note) escape concealed truth; trust said [what] you wish [to go] heartily request to but that you Remain; until that you need guarantee you shall not miss it as it pleases you in the same condition know Freed; in a secret way designate I have made black chamber secretly provide pertains to Whatever is needed remains Although from restrained (see note) honor must remain Who cities enough followed the instruction feasting and generosity friendliness industrious generously; gave and dispensed poor spread his reputation cared only for please the greatest pleasure cares not for Except to dispense for gives utterly offer themselves make disposition of humble bearing pleasing words demeanor various gifts concern because of honor commended brings |