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He telleth hem the violence；
Which the tretour Strangulio
And Dionise him hadde do
Touchende his dowhter； as yee herde；
And whan thei wiste hou that it ferde； 1940
As he which pes and love soghte；
Unto the toun this he besoghte；
To don him riht in juggement。
Anon thei were bothe asent
With strengthe of men； and comen sone；
And as hem thoghte it was to done；
Atteint thei were be the lawe
And diemed forto honge and drawe；
And brent and with the wynd toblowe；
That al the world it myhte knowe： 1950
And upon this condicion
The dom in execucion
Was put anon withoute faile。
And every man hath gret mervaile；
Which herde tellen of this chance；
And thonketh goddes pourveance；
Which doth mercy forth with justice。
Slain is the moerdrer and moerdrice
Thurgh verray trowthe of rihtwisnesse；
And thurgh mercy sauf is simplesse 1960
Of hire whom mercy preserveth；
Thus hath he wel that wel deserveth。
Whan al this thing is don and ended；
This king； which loved was and frended；
A lettre hath； which cam to him
Be Schipe fro Pentapolim；
Be which the lond hath to him write；
That he wolde understonde and wite
Hou in good mynde and in good pes
Ded is the king Artestrates； 1970
Wherof thei alle of on acord
Him preiden； as here liege lord；
That he the lettre wel conceive
And come his regne to receive；
Which god hath yove him and fortune；
And thus besoghte the commune
Forth with the grete lordes alle。
This king sih how it was befalle；
Fro Tharse and in prosperite
He tok his leve of that Cite 1980
And goth him into Schipe ayein：
The wynd was good； the See was plein；
Hem nedeth noght a Riff to slake；
Til thei Pentapolim have take。
The lond； which herde of that tidinge；
Was wonder glad of his cominge；
He resteth him a day or tuo
And tok his conseil to him tho；
And sette a time of Parlement；
Wher al the lond of on assent 1990
Forth with his wif hath him corouned；
Wher alle goode him was fuisouned。
Lo； what it is to be wel grounded：
For he hath ferst his love founded
Honesteliche as forto wedde；
Honesteliche his love he spedde
And hadde children with his wif；
And as him liste he ladde his lif；
And in ensample his lif was write；
That alle lovers myhten wite 2000
How ate laste it schal be sene
Of love what thei wolden mene。
For se now on that other side；
Antiochus with al his Pride；
Which sette his love unkindely；
His ende he hadde al sodeinly；
Set ayein kinde upon vengance；
And for his lust hath his penance。
Lo thus； mi Sone； myht thou liere
What is to love in good manere； 2010
And what to love in other wise：
The mede arist of the servise；
Fortune； thogh sche be noght stable；
Yit at som time is favorable
To hem that ben of love trewe。
Bot certes it is forto rewe
To se love ayein kinde falle；
For that makth sore a man to falle；
As thou myht of tofore rede。
Forthi； my Sone； I wolde rede 2020
To lete al other love aweie；
Bot if it be thurgh such a weie
As love and reson wolde acorde。
For elles； if that thou descorde；
And take lust as doth a beste；
Thi love mai noght ben honeste；
For be no skile that I finde
Such lust is noght of loves kinde。
Mi fader； hou so that it stonde；
Youre tale is herd and understonde； 2030
As thing which worthi is to hiere；
Of gret ensample and gret matiere；
Wherof； my fader； god you quyte。
Bot in this point miself aquite
I mai riht wel； that nevere yit
I was assoted in my wit；
Bot only in that worthi place
Wher alle lust and alle grace
Is set； if that danger ne were。
Bot that is al my moste fere： 2040
I not what ye fortune acompte；
Bot what thing danger mai amonte
I wot wel； for I have assaied；
For whan myn herte is best arraied
And I have al my wit thurghsoght
Of love to beseche hire oght；
For al that evere I skile may；
I am concluded with a nay：
That o sillable hath overthrowe
A thousend wordes on a rowe 2050
Of suche as I best speke can；
Thus am I bot a lewed man。
Bot； fader； for ye ben a clerk
Of love； and this matiere is derk；
And I can evere leng the lasse；
Bot yit I mai noght let it passe；
Youre hole conseil I beseche；
That ye me be som weie teche
What is my beste； as for an ende。
Mi Sone； unto the trouthe wende 2060
Now wol I for the love of thee；
And lete alle othre truffles be。
The more that the nede is hyh；
The more it nedeth to be slyh
To him which hath the nede on honde。
I have wel herd and understonde；
Mi Sone； al that thou hast me seid；
And ek of that thou hast me preid；
Nou at this time that I schal
As for conclusioun final 2070
Conseile upon thi nede sette：
So thenke I finaly to knette
This cause； where it is tobroke；
And make an ende of that is spoke。
For I behihte thee that yifte
Ferst whan thou come under my schrifte；
That thogh I toward Venus were；
Yit spak I suche wordes there；
That for the Presthod which I have；
Min ordre and min astat to save； 2080
I seide I wolde of myn office
To vertu more than to vice
Encline； and teche thee mi lore。
Forthi to speken overmore
Of love； which thee mai availe；
Tak love where it mai noght faile：
For as of this which thou art inne；
Be that thou seist it is a Sinne；
And Sinne mai no pris deserve；
Withoute pris and who schal serve； 2090
I not what profit myhte availe。
Thus folweth it； if thou travaile；
Wher thou no profit hast ne pris；
Thou art toward thiself unwis：
And sett thou myhtest lust atteigne；
Of every lust thende is a peine；
And every peine is good to fle；
So it is wonder thing to se；
Why such a thing schal be desired。
The more that a Stock is fyred； 2100
The rathere into Aisshe it torneth；
The fot which in the weie sporneth
Fulofte his heved hath overthrowe；
Thus love is blind and can noght knowe
Wher that he goth； til he be falle：
Forthi； bot if it so befalle
With good conseil that he be lad；
Him oghte forto ben adrad。
For conseil passeth alle thing
To him which thenkth to ben a king； 2110
And every man for his partie
A kingdom hath to justefie；
That is to sein his oghne dom。
If he misreule that kingdom；
He lest himself； and that is more
Than if he loste Schip and Ore
And al the worldes good withal：
For what man that in special
Hath noght himself； he hath noght elles；
Nomor the perles than the schelles； 2120
Al is to him of o value：
Thogh he hadde at his retenue
The wyde world ryht as he wolde；
Whan he his herte hath noght withholde
Toward himself； al is in vein。
And thus； my Sone； I wolde sein；
As I seide er； that thou aryse；
Er that thou falle in such a wise
That thou ne myht thiself rekevere；
For love； which that blind was evere； 2130
Makth alle his servantz blinde also。
My Sone； and if thou have be so；
Yit is it time to withdrawe；
And set thin herte under that lawe；
The which of reson is governed
And noght of will。 And to be lerned；
Ensamples thou hast many on
Of now and ek of time gon；
That every lust is bot a while；
And who that wole himself beguile； 2140
He may the rathere be deceived。
Mi Sone； now thou hast conceived
Somwhat of that I wolde mene；
Hierafterward it schal be sene
If that thou lieve upon mi lore；
For I can do to thee nomore
Bot teche thee the rihte weie：
Now ches if thou wolt live or deie。
Mi fader； so as I have herd
Your tale； bot it were ansuerd； 2150
I were mochel forto blame。
Mi wo to you is bot a game；
That fielen noght of that I fiele；
The fielinge of a mannes Hiele
Mai noght be likned to the Herte：
I mai noght； thogh I wolde； asterte；
And ye be fre from al the peine
Of love； wherof I me pleigne。
It is riht esi to comaunde；
The hert which fre goth on the launde 2160
Not of an Oxe what him eileth；
It falleth ofte a man merveileth
Of that he seth an other fare；
Bot if he knewe himself the fare；
And felt it as it is in soth；
He scholde don riht as he doth；
Or elles werse in his degre：
For wel I wot； and so do ye；
That love hath evere yit ben used；
So mot I nedes ben excused。 2170
Bot； fader； if ye wolde thus
Unto Cupide and to Venus
Be frendlich toward mi querele；
So that myn herte were in hele
Of love which is in mi briest；
I wot wel thanne a betre Prest
Was nevere mad to my behove。
Bot al the whiles that I hove
In noncertein betwen the tuo；
And not if I to wel o