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confessio amantis-第125章

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And that no sleihte mihte availe;
Encombred of his lustes blinde
The lawe torneth out of kinde;  5220
And half in wraththe as thogh it were;
In presence of hem alle there
Deceived of concupiscence
Yaf for his brother the sentence;
And bad him that he scholde sese
This Maide and make him wel at ese;
Bot al withinne his oghne entente
He wiste hou that the cause wente;
Of that his brother hath the wyte
He was himselven forto wyte。    5230
Bot thus this maiden hadde wrong;
Which was upon the king along;
Bot ayein him was non Appel;
And that the fader wiste wel:
Wherof upon the tirannie;
That for the lust of Lecherie
His douhter scholde be deceived;
And that Ilicius was weyved
Untrewly fro the Mariage;
Riht as a Leon in his rage;  5240
Which of no drede set acompte
And not what pite scholde amounte;
A naked swerd he pulleth oute;
The which amonges al the route
He threste thurgh his dowhter side;
And al alowd this word he cride:
〃Lo; take hire ther; thou wrongfull king;
For me is levere upon this thing
To be the fader of a Maide;
Thogh sche be ded; that if men saide  5250
That in hir lif sche were schamed
And I therof were evele named。〃
Tho bad the king men scholde areste
His bodi; bot of thilke heste;
Lich to the chaced wylde bor;
The houndes whan he fieleth sor;
Tothroweth and goth forth his weie;
In such a wise forto seie
This worthi kniht with swerd on honde
His weie made; and thei him wonde;    5260
That non of hem his strokes kepte;
And thus upon his hors he lepte;
And with his swerd droppende of blod;
The which withinne his douhter stod;
He cam ther as the pouer was
Of Rome; and tolde hem al the cas;
And seide hem that thei myhten liere
Upon the wrong of his matiere;
That betre it were to redresce
At hom the grete unrihtwisnesse;   5270
Than forto werre in strange place
And lese at hom here oghne grace。
For thus stant every mannes lif
In jeupartie for his wif
Or for his dowhter; if thei be
Passende an other of beaute。
Of this merveile which thei sihe
So apparant tofore here yhe;
Of that the king him hath misbore;
Here othes thei have alle swore    5280
That thei wol stonde be the riht。
And thus of on acord upriht
To Rome at ones hom ayein
Thei torne; and schortly forto sein;
This tirannye cam to mouthe;
And every man seith what he couthe;
So that the prive tricherie;
Which set was upon lecherie;
Cam openly to mannes Ere;
And that broghte in the comun feere;  5290
That every man the peril dradde
Of him that so hem overladde。
Forthi; er that it worse falle;
Thurgh comun conseil of hem alle
Thei have here wrongfull king deposed;
And hem in whom it was supposed
The conseil stod of his ledinge
Be lawe unto the dom thei bringe;
Wher thei receiven the penance
That longeth to such governance。   5300
And thus thunchaste was chastised;
Wherof thei myhte ben avised
That scholden afterward governe;
And be this evidence lerne;
Hou it is good a king eschuie
The lust of vice and vertu suie。
To make an ende in this partie;
Which toucheth to the Policie
Of Chastite in special;
As for conclusion final   5310
That every lust is to eschue
Be gret ensample I mai argue:
Hou in Rages a toun of Mede
Ther was a Mayde; and as I rede;
Sarra sche hihte; and Raguel
Hir fader was; and so befell;
Of bodi bothe and of visage
Was non so fair of the lignage;
To seche among hem alle; as sche;
Wherof the riche of the cite;   5320
Of lusti folk that couden love;
Assoted were upon hire love;
And asken hire forto wedde。
On was which ate laste spedde;
Bot that was more for likinge;
To have his lust; than for weddinge;
As he withinne his herte caste;
Which him repenteth ate laste。
For so it fell the ferste nyht;
That whanne he was to bedde dyht;  5330
As he which nothing god besecheth
Bot al only hise lustes secheth;
Abedde er he was fully warm
And wolde have take hire in his Arm;
Asmod; which was a fend of helle;
And serveth; as the bokes telle;
To tempte a man of such a wise;
Was redy there; and thilke emprise;
Which he hath set upon delit;
He vengeth thanne in such a plit;  5340
That he his necke hathe writhe atuo。
This yonge wif was sory tho;
Which wiste nothing what it mente;
And natheles yit thus it wente
Noght only of this ferste man;
Bot after; riht as he began;
Sexe othre of hire housebondes
Asmod hath take into hise bondes;
So that thei alle abedde deiden;
Whan thei her hand toward hir leiden;    5350
Noght for the lawe of Mariage;
Bot for that ilke fyri rage
In which that thei the lawe excede:
For who that wolde taken hiede
What after fell in this matiere;
Ther mihte he wel the sothe hiere。
Whan sche was wedded to Thobie;
And Raphael in compainie
Hath tawht him hou to ben honeste;
Asmod wan noght at thilke feste;   5360
And yit Thobie his wille hadde;
For he his lust so goodly ladde;
That bothe lawe and kinde is served;
Wherof he hath himself preserved;
That he fell noght in the sentence。
O which an open evidence
Of this ensample a man mai se;
That whan likinge in the degre
Of Mariage mai forsueie;
Wel oghte him thanne in other weie    5370
Of lust to be the betre avised。
For god the lawes hath assissed
Als wel to reson as to kinde;
Bot he the bestes wolde binde
Only to lawes of nature;
Bot to the mannes creature
God yaf him reson forth withal;
Wherof that he nature schal
Upon the causes modefie;
That he schal do no lecherie;   5380
And yit he schal hise lustes have。
So ben the lawes bothe save
And every thing put out of sclandre;
As whilom to king Alisandre
The wise Philosophre tawhte;
Whan he his ferste lore cawhte;
Noght only upon chastete;
Bot upon alle honestete;
Wherof a king himself mai taste;
Hou trewe; hou large; hou joust; hou chaste    5390
Him oghte of reson forto be;
Forth with the vertu of Pite;
Thurgh which he mai gret thonk deserve
Toward his godd; that he preserve
Him and his poeple in alle welthe
Of pes; richesse; honour and helthe
Hier in this world and elles eke。
Mi Sone; as we tofore spieke
In schrifte; so as thou me seidest;
And for thin ese; as thou me preidest;   5400
Thi love throghes forto lisse;
That I thee wolde telle and wisse
The forme of Aristotles lore;
I have it seid; and somdiel more
Of othre ensamples; to assaie
If I thi peines myhte allaie
Thurgh eny thing that I can seie。
Do wey; mi fader; I you preie:
Of that ye have unto me told
I thonke you a thousendfold。    5410
The tales sounen in myn Ere;
Bot yit min herte is elleswhere;
I mai miselve noght restreigne;
That I nam evere in loves peine:
Such lore couthe I nevere gete;
Which myhte make me foryete
O point; bot if so were I slepte;
That I my tydes ay ne kepte
To thenke of love and of his lawe;
That herte can I noght withdrawe。  5420
Forthi; my goode fader diere;
Lef al and speke of my matiere
Touchende of love; as we begonne:
If that ther be oght overronne
Or oght foryete or left behinde
Which falleth unto loves kinde;
Wherof it nedeth to be schrive;
Nou axeth; so that whil I live
I myhte amende that is mys。
Mi goode diere Sone; yis。    5430
Thi schrifte forto make plein;
Ther is yit more forto sein
Of love which is unavised。
Bot for thou schalt be wel avised
Unto thi schrifte as it belongeth;
A point which upon love hongeth
And is the laste of alle tho;
I wol thee telle; and thanne ho。






Explicit Liber Septimus。



Incipit Liber Octavus


Que favet ad vicium vetus hec modo regula confert;
     Nec novus e contra qui docet ordo placet。
Cecus amor dudum nondum sua lumina cepit;
     Quo Venus impositum devia fallit iter。


The myhti god; which unbegunne
Stant of himself and hath begunne
Alle othre thinges at his wille;
The hevene him liste to fulfille
Of alle joie; where as he
Sit inthronized in his See;
And hath hise Angles him to serve;
Suche as him liketh to preserve;
So that thei mowe noght forsueie:
Bot Lucifer he putte aweie;  10
With al the route apostazied
Of hem that ben to him allied;
Whiche out of hevene into the helle
From Angles into fendes felle;
Wher that ther is no joie of lyht;
Bot more derk than eny nyht
The peine schal ben endeles;
And yit of fyres natheles
Ther is plente; bot thei ben blake;
Wherof
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