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This Emperour fro thilke day
That ferst his dowhter wente away
He was thanne after nevere glad；
Bot what that eny man him bad
Of grace for his dowhter sake；
That grace wolde he noght forsake； 1470
And thus ful gret almesse he dede；
Wherof sche hadde many a bede。
This Emperour out of the toun
Withinne a ten mile enviroun；
Where as it thoghte him for the beste；
Hath sondry places forto reste；
And as fortune wolde tho；
He was duellende at on of tho。
The king Allee forth with thassent
Of Couste his wif hath thider sent 1480
Moris his Sone； as he was taght；
To themperour and he goth straght；
And in his fader half besoghte；
As he which his lordschipe soghte；
That of his hihe worthinesse
He wolde do so gret meknesse；
His oghne toun to come and se；
And yive a time in the cite；
So that his fader mihte him gete
That he wolde ones with him ete。 1490
This lord hath granted his requeste；
And whan the dai was of the feste；
In worschipe of here Emperour
The king and ek the Senatour
Forth with here wyves bothe tuo；
With many a lord and lady mo；
On horse riden him ayein；
Til it befell； upon a plein
Thei sihen wher he was comende。
With that Constance anon preiende 1500
Spak to hir lord that he abyde；
So that sche mai tofore ryde；
To ben upon his bienvenue
The ferste which schal him salue；
And thus after hire lordes graunt
Upon a Mule whyt amblaunt
Forth with a fewe rod this qweene。
Thei wondren what sche wolde mene；
And riden after softe pas；
Bot whan this ladi come was 1510
To themperour； in his presence
Sche seide alowd in audience；
〃Mi lord； mi fader； wel you be！
And of this time that I se
Youre honour and your goode hele；
Which is the helpe of my querele；
I thonke unto the goddes myht。〃
For joie his herte was affliht
Of that sche tolde in remembrance；
And whanne he wiste it was Constance； 1520
Was nevere fader half so blithe。
Wepende he keste hire ofte sithe；
So was his herte al overcome；
For thogh his Moder were come
Fro deth to lyve out of the grave；
He mihte nomor wonder have
Than he hath whan that he hire sih。
With that hire oghne lord cam nyh
And is to themperour obeied；
Bot whan the fortune is bewreied； 1530
How that Constance is come aboute；
So hard an herte was non oute；
That he for pite tho ne wepte。
Arcennus； which hire fond and kepte；
Was thanne glad of that is falle；
So that with joie among hem alle
Thei riden in at Rome gate。
This Emperour thoghte al to late；
Til that the Pope were come；
And of the lordes sende some 1540
To preie him that he wolde haste：
And he cam forth in alle haste；
And whan that he the tale herde；
How wonderly this chance ferde；
He thonketh god of his miracle；
To whos miht mai be non obstacle：
The king a noble feste hem made；
And thus thei weren alle glade。
A parlement； er that thei wente；
Thei setten unto this entente； 1550
To puten Rome in full espeir
That Moris was apparant heir
And scholde abide with hem stille；
For such was al the londes wille。
Whan every thing was fulli spoke；
Of sorwe and queint was al the smoke；
Tho tok his leve Allee the king；
And with full many a riche thing；
Which themperour him hadde yive；
He goth a glad lif forto live； 1560
For he Constance hath in his hond；
Which was the confort of his lond。
For whan that he cam hom ayein；
Ther is no tunge it mihte sein
What joie was that ilke stounde
Of that he hath his qweene founde；
Which ferst was sent of goddes sonde；
Whan sche was drive upon the Stronde；
Be whom the misbelieve of Sinne
Was left； and Cristes feith cam inne 1570
To hem that whilom were blinde。
Bot he which hindreth every kinde
And for no gold mai be forboght；
The deth comende er he be soght；
Tok with this king such aqueintance；
That he with al his retenance
Ne mihte noght defende his lif；
And thus he parteth from his wif；
Which thanne made sorwe ynowh。
And therupon hire herte drowh 1580
To leven Engelond for evere
And go wher that sche hadde levere；
To Rome； whenne that sche cam：
And thus of al the lond sche nam
Hir leve； and goth to Rome ayein。
And after that the bokes sein；
She was noght there bot a throwe；
Whan deth of kinde hath overthrowe
Hir worthi fader； which men seide
That he betwen hire armes deide。 1590
And afterward the yer suiende
The god hath mad of hire an ende；
And fro this worldes faierie
Hath take hire into compaignie。
Moris hir Sone was corouned；
Which so ferforth was abandouned
To Cristes feith； that men him calle
Moris the cristeneste of alle。
And thus the wel meninge of love
Was ate laste set above； 1600
And so as thou hast herd tofore；
The false tunges weren lore；
Whiche upon love wolden lie。
Forthi touchende of this Envie
Which longeth unto bacbitinge；
Be war thou make no lesinge
In hindringe of an other wiht：
And if thou wolt be tawht ariht
What meschief bakbitinge doth
Be other weie； a tale soth 1610
Now miht thou hiere next suiende；
Which to this vice is acordende。
In a Cronique； as thou schalt wite；
A gret ensample I finde write；
Which I schal telle upon this thing。
Philippe of Macedoyne kyng
Two Sones hadde be his wif；
Whos fame is yit in Grece rif：
Demetrius the ferste brother
Was hote； and Perses that other。 1620
Demetrius men seiden tho
The betre knyht was of the tuo；
To whom the lond was entendant；
As he which heir was apparant
To regne after his fader dai：
Bot that thing which no water mai
Quenche in this world； bot evere brenneth；
Into his brother herte it renneth；
The proude Envie of that he sih
His brother scholde clymbe on hih； 1630
And he to him mot thanne obeie：
That may he soffre be no weie。
With strengthe dorst he nothing fonde；
So tok he lesinge upon honde；
Whan he sih time and spak therto。
For it befell that time so；
His fader grete werres hadde
With Rome； whiche he streite ladde
Thurgh mihty hond of his manhode；
As he which hath ynowh knihthode； 1640
And ofte hem hadde sore grieved。
Bot er the werre were achieved；
As he was upon ordinance
At hom in Grece； it fell per chance；
Demetrius； which ofte aboute
Ridende was； stod that time oute；
So that this Perse in his absence；
Which bar the tunge of pestilence；
With false wordes whiche he feigneth
Upon his oghne brother pleigneth 1650
In privete behinde his bak；
And to his fader thus he spak：
〃Mi diere fader； I am holde
Be weie of kinde； as resoun wolde；
That I fro yow schal nothing hide；
Which mihte torne in eny side
Of youre astat into grevance：
Forthi myn hertes obeissance
Towardes you I thenke kepe；
For it is good ye take kepe 1660
Upon a thing which is me told。
Mi brother hath ous alle sold
To hem of Rome； and you also；
For thanne they behote him so；
That he with hem schal regne in pes。
Thus hath he cast for his encress
That youre astat schal go to noght；
And this to proeve schal be broght
So ferforth； that I undertake
It schal noght wel mow be forsake。〃 1670
The king upon this tale ansuerde
And seide； if this thing which he herde
Be soth and mai be broght to prove；
〃It schal noght be to his behove；
Which so hath schapen ous the werste；
For he himself schal be the ferste
That schal be ded； if that I mai。〃
Thus afterward upon a dai；
Whan that Demetrius was come；
Anon his fader hath him nome； 1680
And bad unto his brother Perse
That he his tale schal reherse
Of thilke tresoun which he tolde。
And he； which al untrowthe wolde；
Conseileth that so hih a nede
Be treted wher as it mai spede；
In comun place of juggement。
The king therto yaf his assent；
Demetrius was put in hold；
Wherof that Perses was bold。 1690
Thus stod the trowthe under the charge；
And the falshede goth at large；
Which thurgh beheste hath overcome
The greteste of the lordes some；
That privelich of his acord
Thei stonde as witnesse of record：
The jugge was mad favorable：
Thus was the lawe deceivable
So ferforth that the trowthe fond
Rescousse non； and thus the lond 1700
Forth with the king deceived were。
The gulteles was dampned there
And deide upon accusement：
Bot such a fals conspirement；
Thogh it be prive for a throwe；
Godd wolde noght it were unknowe；
And that was afterward wel proved
In him which hath the de