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Til he a man hath overthrowe； 1080
Schal noman knowe be his chere
Which is avant； ne which arere。
Forthi； mi Sone； thenke on this。
Mi fader； so I wole ywiss；
And if ther more of Wraththe be；
Now axeth forth per charite；
As ye be youre bokes knowe；
And I the sothe schal beknowe。
Mi Sone； thou schalt understonde
That yit towardes Wraththe stonde 1090
Of dedly vices othre tuo：
And forto telle here names so；
It is Contek and Homicide；
That ben to drede on every side。
Contek； so as the bokes sein；
Folhast hath to his Chamberlein；
Be whos conseil al unavised
Is Pacience most despised；
Til Homicide with hem meete。
Fro merci thei ben al unmeete； 1100
And thus ben thei the worste of alle
Of hem whiche unto wraththe falle；
In dede bothe and ek in thoght：
For thei acompte here wraththe at noght；
Bot if ther be schedinge of blod；
And thus lich to a beste wod
Thei knowe noght the god of lif。
Be so thei have or swerd or knif
Here dedly wraththe forto wreke；
Of Pite list hem noght to speke； 1110
Non other reson thei ne fonge；
Bot that thei ben of mihtes stronge。
Bot war hem wel in other place；
Where every man behoveth grace；
Bot ther I trowe it schal hem faile；
To whom no merci mihte availe；
Bot wroghten upon tiraundie；
That no pite ne mihte hem plie。
Now tell； my Sone。 Fader； what？
If thou hast be coupable of that。 1120
Mi fader； nay； Crist me forbiede：
I speke onliche as of the dede；
Of which I nevere was coupable
Withoute cause resonable。
Bot this is noght to mi matiere
Of schrifte； why we sitten hiere；
For we ben sett to schryve of love；
As we begunne ferst above：
And natheles I am beknowe
That as touchende of loves throwe； 1130
Whan I my wittes overwende；
Min hertes contek hath non ende；
Bot evere it stant upon debat
To gret desese of myn astat
As for the time that it lasteth。
For whan mi fortune overcasteth
Hire whiel and is to me so strange；
And that I se sche wol noght change；
Than caste I al the world aboute；
And thenke hou I at home and oute 1140
Have al my time in vein despended；
And se noght how to ben amended；
Bot rathere forto be empeired；
As he that is welnyh despeired：
For I ne mai no thonk deserve；
And evere I love and evere I serve；
And evere I am aliche nerr。
Thus； for I stonde in such a wer；
I am； as who seith； out of herre；
And thus upon miself the werre 1150
I bringe； and putte out alle pes；
That I fulofte in such a res
Am wery of myn oghne lif。
So that of Contek and of strif
I am beknowe and have ansuerd；
As ye； my fader； now have herd。
Min herte is wonderly begon
With conseil； wherof witt is on；
Which hath resoun in compaignie；
Ayein the whiche stant partie 1160
Will； which hath hope of his acord；
And thus thei bringen up descord。
Witt and resoun conseilen ofte
That I myn herte scholde softe；
And that I scholde will remue
And put him out of retenue；
Or elles holde him under fote：
For as thei sein； if that he mote
His oghne rewle have upon honde；
Ther schal no witt ben understonde。 1170
Of hope also thei tellen this；
That overal； wher that he is；
He set the herte in jeupartie
With wihssinge and with fantasie；
And is noght trewe of that he seith；
So that in him ther is no feith：
Thus with reson and wit avised
Is will and hope aldai despised。
Reson seith that I scholde leve
To love； wher ther is no leve 1180
To spede； and will seith therayein
That such an herte is to vilein；
Which dar noght love and til he spede；
Let hope serve at such a nede：
He seith ek； where an herte sit
Al hol governed upon wit；
He hath this lyves lust forlore。
And thus myn herte is al totore
Of such a Contek as thei make：
Bot yit I mai noght will forsake； 1190
That he nys Maister of my thoght；
Or that I spede； or spede noght。
Thou dost； my Sone； ayein the riht；
Bot love is of so gret a miht；
His lawe mai noman refuse；
So miht thou thee the betre excuse。
And natheles thou schalt be lerned
That will scholde evere be governed
Of reson more than of kinde；
Wherof a tale write I finde。 1200
A Philosophre of which men tolde
Ther was whilom be daies olde；
And Diogenes thanne he hihte。
So old he was that he ne mihte
The world travaile； and for the beste
He schop him forto take his reste；
And duelte at hom in such a wise；
That nyh his hous he let devise
Endlong upon an Axeltre
To sette a tonne in such degre； 1210
That he it mihte torne aboute；
Wherof on hed was taken oute；
For he therinne sitte scholde
And torne himself so as he wolde；
To take their and se the hevene
And deme of the planetes sevene；
As he which cowthe mochel what。
And thus fulofte there he sat
To muse in his philosophie
Solein withoute compaignie： 1220
So that upon a morwetyde；
As thing which scholde so betyde；
Whan he was set ther as him liste
To loke upon the Sonne ariste；
Wherof the propretes he sih；
It fell ther cam ridende nyh
King Alisandre with a route；
And as he caste his yhe aboute；
He sih this Tonne； and what it mente
He wolde wite； and thider sente 1230
A knyht； be whom he mihte it knowe；
And he himself that ilke throwe
Abod； and hoveth there stille。
This kniht after the kinges wille
With spore made his hors to gon
And to the tonne he cam anon；
Wher that he fond a man of Age；
And he him tolde the message；
Such as the king him hadde bede；
And axeth why in thilke stede 1240
The Tonne stod； and what it was。
And he； which understod the cas；
Sat stille and spak no word ayein。
The kniht bad speke and seith； 〃Vilein；
Thou schalt me telle； er that I go；
It is thi king which axeth so。〃
〃Mi king；〃 quod he； 〃that were unriht。〃
〃What is he thanne？〃 seith the kniht；
〃Is he thi man？〃 〃That seie I noght；〃
Quod he； 〃bot this I am bethoght； 1250
Mi mannes man hou that he is。〃
〃Thou lyest； false cherl； ywiss；〃
The kniht him seith； and was riht wroth；
And to the king ayein he goth
And tolde him how this man ansuerde。
The king； whan he this tale herde；
Bad that thei scholden alle abyde；
For he himself wol thider ryde。
And whan he cam tofore the tonne；
He hath his tale thus begonne： 1260
〃Alheil；〃 he seith； 〃what man art thou？〃
Quod he； 〃Such on as thou sest now。〃
The king； which hadde wordes wise；
His age wolde noght despise；
Bot seith； 〃Mi fader； I thee preie
That thou me wolt the cause seie；
How that I am thi mannes man。〃
〃Sire king；〃 quod he； 〃and that I can；
If that thou wolt。〃 〃Yis；〃 seith the king。
Quod he； 〃This is the sothe thing： 1270
Sith I ferst resoun understod；
And knew what thing was evel and good；
The will which of my bodi moeveth；
Whos werkes that the god reproeveth；
I have restreigned everemore；
As him which stant under the lore
Of reson； whos soubgit he is；
So that he mai noght don amis：
And thus be weie of covenant
Will is my man and my servant； 1280
And evere hath ben and evere schal。
And thi will is thi principal；
And hath the lordschipe of thi witt；
So that thou cowthest nevere yit
Take o dai reste of thi labour；
Bot forto ben a conquerour
Of worldes good； which mai noght laste；
Thou hiest evere aliche faste；
Wher thou no reson hast to winne：
And thus thi will is cause of Sinne； 1290
And is thi lord； to whom thou servest；
Wherof thou litel thonk deservest。〃
The king of that he thus answerde
Was nothing wroth； bot whanne he herde
The hihe wisdom which he seide；
With goodly wordes this he preide；
That he him wolde telle his name。
〃I am；〃 quod he； 〃that ilke same；
The which men Diogenes calle。〃
Tho was the king riht glad withalle； 1300
For he hadde often herd tofore
What man he was； so that therfore
He seide； 〃O wise Diogene；
Now schal thi grete witt be sene；
For thou schalt of my yifte have
What worldes thing that thou wolt crave。〃
Quod he； 〃Thanne hove out of mi Sonne；
And let it schyne into mi Tonne；
For thou benymst me thilke yifte；
Which lith noght in thi miht to schifte： 1310
Non other good of thee me nedeth。〃
This king； whom every contre dredeth；
Lo； thus he was enformed there：
Wherof； my Sone； thou miht lere
How that thi will schal noght be lieved；
Where it is noght of wit relieved。
And thou hast seid thiself er this
How that thi will thi maister is；
Thurgh which thin hertes thoght withinne
Is evere of Co