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confessio amantis-第52章

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Withinne hire herte and gan to swere
That sche none haltres wolde bere。
Lo; Sone; hier miht thou taken hiede;
How ydelnesse is forto drede;
Namliche of love; as I have write。
For thou miht understonde and wite;   1450
Among the gentil nacion
Love is an occupacion;
Which forto kepe hise lustes save
Scholde every gentil herte have:
For as the ladi was chastised;
Riht so the knyht mai ben avised;
Which ydel is and wol noght serve
To love; he mai per cas deserve
A grettere peine than sche hadde;
Whan sche aboute with hire ladde   1460
The horse haltres; and forthi
Good is to be wel war therbi。
Bot forto loke aboven alle;
These Maidens; hou so that it falle;
Thei scholden take ensample of this
Which I have told; for soth it is。
Mi ladi Venus; whom I serve;
What womman wole hire thonk deserve;
Sche mai noght thilke love eschuie
Of paramours; bot sche mot suie    1470
Cupides lawe; and natheles
Men sen such love sielde in pes;
That it nys evere upon aspie
Of janglinge and of fals Envie;
Fulofte medlid with disese:
Bot thilke love is wel at ese;
Which set is upon mariage;
For that dar schewen the visage
In alle places openly。
A gret mervaile it is forthi;   1480
How that a Maiden wolde lette;
That sche hir time ne besette
To haste unto that ilke feste;
Wherof the love is al honeste。
Men mai recovere lost of good;
Bot so wys man yit nevere stod;
Which mai recovere time lore:
So mai a Maiden wel therfore
Ensample take; of that sche strangeth
Hir love; and longe er that sche changeth   1490
Hir herte upon hir lustes greene
To mariage; as it is seene。
For thus a yer or tuo or thre
Sche lest; er that sche wedded be;
Whyl sche the charge myhte bere
Of children; whiche the world forbere
Ne mai; bot if it scholde faile。
Bot what Maiden hire esposaile
Wol tarie; whan sche take mai;
Sche schal per chance an other dai    1500
Be let; whan that hire lievest were。
Wherof a tale unto hire Ere;
Which is coupable upon this dede;
I thenke telle of that I rede。
Among the Jewes; as men tolde;
Ther was whilom be daies olde
A noble Duck; which Jepte hihte。
And fell; he scholde go to fyhte
Ayein Amon the cruel king:
And forto speke upon this thing;   1510
Withinne his herte he made avou
To god and seide; 〃Ha lord; if thou
Wolt grante unto thi man victoire;
I schal in tokne of thi memoire
The ferste lif that I mai se;
Of man or womman wher it be;
Anon as I come hom ayein;
To thee; which art god sovereign;
Slen in thi name and sacrifie。〃
And thus with his chivalerie    1520
He goth him forth; wher that he scholde;
And wan al that he winne wolde
And overcam his fomen alle。
Mai noman lette that schal falle。
This Duc a lusti dowhter hadde;
And fame; which the wordes spradde;
Hath broght unto this ladi Ere
How that hire fader hath do there。
Sche waiteth upon his cominge
With dansinge and with carolinge;  1530
As sche that wolde be tofore
Al othre; and so sche was therfore
In Masphat at hir fader gate
The ferste; and whan he com therate;
And sih his douhter; he tobreide
Hise clothes and wepende he seide:
〃O mihti god among ous hiere;
Nou wot I that in no manere
This worldes joie mai be plein。
I hadde al that I coude sein    1540
Ayein mi fomen be thi grace;
So whan I cam toward this place
Ther was non gladdere man than I:
But now; mi lord; al sodeinli
Mi joie is torned into sorwe;
For I mi dowhter schal tomorwe
Tohewe and brenne in thi servise
To loenge of thi sacrifise
Thurgh min avou; so as it is。〃
The Maiden; whan sche wiste of this;  1550
And sih the sorwe hir fader made;
So as sche mai with wordes glade
Conforteth him; and bad him holde
The covenant which he is holde
Towardes god; as he behihte。
Bot natheles hire herte aflihte
Of that sche sih hire deth comende;
And thanne unto the ground knelende
Tofore hir fader sche is falle;
And seith; so as it is befalle  1560
Upon this point that sche schal deie;
Of o thing ferst sche wolde him preie;
That fourty daies of respit
He wolde hir grante upon this plit;
That sche the whyle mai bewepe
Hir maidenhod; which sche to kepe
So longe hath had and noght beset;
Wherof her lusti youthe is let;
That sche no children hath forthdrawe
In Mariage after the lawe;   1570
So that the poeple is noght encressed。
Bot that it mihte be relessed;
That sche hir time hath lore so;
Sche wolde be his leve go
With othre Maidens to compleigne;
And afterward unto the peine
Of deth sche wolde come ayein。
The fader herde his douhter sein;
And therupon of on assent
The Maidens were anon asent;    1580
That scholden with this Maiden wende。
So forto speke unto this ende;
Thei gon the dounes and the dales
With wepinge and with wofull tales;
And every wyht hire maidenhiede
Compleigneth upon thilke nede;
That sche no children hadde bore;
Wherof sche hath hir youthe lore;
Which nevere sche recovere mai:
For so fell that hir laste dai  1590
Was come; in which sche scholde take
Hir deth; which sche may noght forsake。
Lo; thus sche deiede a wofull Maide
For thilke cause which I saide;
As thou hast understonde above。
Mi fader; as toward the Love
Of Maidens forto telle trowthe;
Ye have thilke vice of Slowthe;
Me thenkth; riht wonder wel declared;
That ye the wommen have noght spared  1600
Of hem that tarien so behinde。
Bot yit it falleth in my minde;
Toward the men hou that ye spieke
Of hem that wole no travail sieke
In cause of love upon decerte:
To speke in wordes so coverte;
I not what travaill that ye mente。
Mi Sone; and after min entente
I woll thee telle what I thoghte;
Hou whilom men here loves boghte   1610
Thurgh gret travaill in strange londes;
Wher that thei wroghten with here hondes
Of armes many a worthi dede;
In sondri place as men mai rede。
That every love of pure kinde
Is ferst forthdrawe; wel I finde:
Bot natheles yit overthis
Decerte doth so that it is
The rather had in mani place。
Forthi who secheth loves grace;    1620
Wher that these worthi wommen are;
He mai noght thanne himselve spare
Upon his travail forto serve;
Wherof that he mai thonk deserve;
There as these men of Armes be;
Somtime over the grete Se:
So that be londe and ek be Schipe
He mot travaile for worschipe
And make manye hastyf rodes;
Somtime in Prus; somtime in Rodes;    1630
And somtime into Tartarie;
So that these heraldz on him crie;
〃Vailant; vailant; lo; wher he goth'〃
And thanne he yifth hem gold and cloth;
So that his fame mihte springe;
And to his ladi Ere bringe
Som tidinge of his worthinesse;
So that sche mihte of his prouesce
Of that sche herde men recorde;
The betre unto his love acorde  1640
And danger pute out of hire mod;
Whanne alle men recorden good;
And that sche wot wel; for hir sake
That he no travail wol forsake。
Mi Sone; of this travail I meene:
Nou schrif thee; for it schal be sene
If thou art ydel in this cas。
My fader ye; and evere was:
For as me thenketh trewely
That every man doth mor than I  1650
As of this point; and if so is
That I have oght so don er this;
It is so litel of acompte;
As who seith; it mai noght amonte
To winne of love his lusti yifte。
For this I telle you in schrifte;
That me were levere hir love winne
Than Kaire and al that is ther inne:
And forto slen the hethen alle;
I not what good ther mihte falle;  1660
So mochel blod thogh ther be schad。
This finde I writen; hou Crist bad
That noman other scholde sle。
What scholde I winne over the Se;
If I mi ladi loste at hom?
Bot passe thei the salte fom;
To whom Crist bad thei scholden preche
To al the world and his feith teche:
Bot now thei rucken in here nest
And resten as hem liketh best   1670
In all the swetnesse of delices。
Thus thei defenden ous the vices;
And sitte hemselven al amidde;
To slen and feihten thei ous bidde
Hem whom thei scholde; as the bok seith;
Converten unto Cristes feith。
Bot hierof have I gret mervaile;
Hou thei wol bidde me travaile:
A Sarazin if I sle schal;
I sle the Soule forth withal;   1680
And that was nevere Cristes lore。
Bot nou ho ther; I seie nomore。
Bot I wol speke upon mi schrifte;
And to Cupide I make a yifte;
That who as evere pris deserve
Of armes; I wol love serve;
And thogh I scholde hem bothe kepe;
Als w
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