第 3 节
作者:管他三七二十一      更新:2024-01-16 22:39      字数:9320
  He blameth that is noght to blame
  And preiseth that is noght to preise:
  Thus whan he schal the thinges peise;   540
  Ther is deceipte in his balance;
  And al is that the variance
  Of ous; that scholde ous betre avise;
  For after that we falle and rise;
  The world arist and falth withal;
  So that the man is overal
  His oghne cause of wel and wo。
  That we fortune clepe so
  Out of the man himself it groweth;
  And who that other wise troweth;   550
  Behold the poeple of Irael:
  For evere whil thei deden wel;
  Fortune was hem debonaire;
  And whan thei deden the contraire;
  Fortune was contrariende。
  So that it proeveth wel at ende
  Why that the world is wonderfull
  And may no while stonde full;
  Though that it seme wel besein;
  For every worldes thing is vein;   560
  And evere goth the whiel aboute;
  And evere stant a man in doute;
  Fortune stant no while stille;
  So hath ther noman al his wille。
  Als fer as evere a man may knowe;
  Ther lasteth nothing bot a throwe;
  The world stant evere upon debat;
  So may be seker non astat;
  Now hier now ther; now to now fro;
  Now up now down; this world goth so;   570
  And evere hath don and evere schal:
  Wherof I finde in special
  A tale writen in the Bible;
  Which moste nedes be credible;
  And that as in conclusioun
  Seith that upon divisioun
  Stant; why no worldes thing mai laste;
  Til it be drive to the laste。
  And fro the ferste regne of alle
  Into this day; hou so befalle;   580
  Of that the regnes be muable
  The man himself hath be coupable;
  Which of his propre governance
  Fortuneth al the worldes chance。
  The hyhe almyhti pourveance;
  In whos eterne remembrance
  Fro ferst was every thing present;
  He hath his prophecie sent;
  In such a wise as thou schalt hiere;
  To Daniel of this matiere;   590
  Hou that this world schal torne and wende;
  Till it be falle to his ende;
  Wherof the tale telle I schal;
  In which it is betokned al。
  As Nabugodonosor slepte;
  A swevene him tok; the which he kepte
  Til on the morwe he was arise;
  For he therof was sore agrise。
  To Daniel his drem he tolde;
  And preide him faire that he wolde   600
  Arede what it tokne may;
  And seide: 〃Abedde wher I lay;
  Me thoghte I syh upon a Stage
  Wher stod a wonder strange ymage。
  His hed with al the necke also
  Thei were of fin gold bothe tuo;
  His brest; his schuldres and his armes
  Were al of selver; bot the tharmes;
  The wombe and al doun to the kne;
  Of bras thei were upon to se;   610
  The legges were al mad of Stiel;
  So were his feet also somdiel;
  And somdiel part to hem was take
  Of Erthe which men Pottes make;
  The fieble meynd was with the stronge;
  So myhte it wel noght stonde longe。
  And tho me thoghte that I sih
  A gret ston from an hull on hyh
  Fel doun of sodein aventure
  Upon the feet of this figure;   620
  With which Ston al tobroke was
  Gold; Selver; Erthe; Stiel and Bras;
  That al was in to pouldre broght;
  And so forth torned into noght。〃
  This was the swevene which he hadde;
  That Daniel anon aradde;
  And seide him that figure strange
  Betokneth how the world schal change
  And waxe lasse worth and lasse;
  Til it to noght al overpasse。   630
  The necke and hed; that weren golde;
  He seide how that betokne scholde
  A worthi world; a noble; a riche;
  To which non after schal be liche。
  Of Selver that was overforth
  Schal ben a world of lasse worth;
  And after that the wombe of Bras
  Tokne of a werse world it was。
  The Stiel which he syh afterward
  A world betokneth more hard:   640
  Bot yet the werste of everydel
  Is last; whan that of Erthe and Stiel
  He syh the feet departed so;
  For that betokneth mochel wo。
  Whan that the world divided is;
  It moste algate fare amis;
  For Erthe which is meynd with Stiel
  Togedre may noght laste wiel;
  Bot if that on that other waste;
  So mot it nedes faile in haste。   650
  The Ston; which fro the hully Stage
  He syh doun falle on that ymage;
  And hath it into pouldre broke;
  That swevene hath Daniel unloke;
  And seide how that is goddes myht;
  Which whan men wene most upryht
  To stonde; schal hem overcaste。
  And that is of this world the laste;
  And thanne a newe schal beginne;
  Fro which a man schal nevere twinne;   660
  Or al to peine or al to pes
  That world schal lasten endeles。
  Lo thus expondeth Daniel
  The kynges swevene faire and wel
  In Babiloyne the Cite;
  Wher that the wiseste of Caldee
  Ne cowthen wite what it mente;
  Bot he tolde al the hol entente;
  As in partie it is befalle。
  Of gold the ferste regne of alle   670
  Was in that kinges time tho;
  And laste manye daies so;
  Therwhiles that the Monarchie
  Of al the world in that partie
  To Babiloyne was soubgit;
  And hield him stille in such a plit;
  Til that the world began diverse:
  And that was whan the king of Perse;
  Which Cirus hyhte; ayein the pes
  Forth with his Sone Cambises   680
  Of Babiloine al that Empire;
  Ryht as thei wolde hemself desire;
  Put under in subjeccioun
  And tok it in possessioun;
  And slayn was Baltazar the king;
  Which loste his regne and al his thing。
  And thus whan thei it hadde wonne;
  The world of Selver was begonne
  And that of gold was passed oute:
  And in this wise it goth aboute   690
  In to the Regne of Darius;
  And thanne it fell to Perse thus;
  That Alisaundre put hem under;
  Which wroghte of armes many a wonder;
  So that the Monarchie lefte
  With Grecs; and here astat uplefte;
  And Persiens gon under fote;
  So soffre thei that nedes mote。
  And tho the world began of Bras;
  And that of selver ended was;   700
  Bot for the time thus it laste;
  Til it befell that ate laste
  This king; whan that his day was come;
  With strengthe of deth was overcome。
  And natheles yet er he dyde;
  He schop his Regnes to divide
  To knyhtes whiche him hadde served;
  And after that thei have deserved
  Yaf the conquestes that he wan;
  Wherof gret werre tho began   710
  Among hem that the Regnes hadde;
  Thurgh proud Envie which hem ladde;
  Til it befell ayein hem thus:
  The noble Cesar Julius;
  Which tho was king of Rome lond;
  With gret bataille and with strong hond
  Al Grece; Perse and ek Caldee
  Wan and put under; so that he
  Noght al only of thorient
  Bot al the Marche of thoccident   720
  Governeth under his empire;
  As he that was hol lord and Sire;
  And hield thurgh his chivalerie
  Of al this world the Monarchie;
  And was the ferste of that honour
  Which tok the name of Emperour。
  Wher Rome thanne wolde assaille;
  Ther myhte nothing contrevaille;
  Bot every contre moste obeie:
  Tho goth the Regne of Bras aweie;   730
  And comen is the world of Stiel;
  And stod above upon the whiel。
  As Stiel is hardest in his kynde
  Above alle othre that men finde
  Of Metals; such was Rome tho
  The myhtieste; and laste so
  Long time amonges the Romeins
  Til thei become so vileins;
  That the fals Emperour Leo
  With Constantin his Sone also   740
  The patrimoine and the richesse;
  Which to Silvestre in pure almesse
  The ferste Constantinus lefte;
  Fro holy cherche thei berefte。
  Bot Adrian; which Pope was;
  And syh the meschief of this cas;
  Goth in to France forto pleigne;
  And preith the grete Charlemeine;
  For Cristes sake and Soule hele
  That he wol take the querele   750
  Of holy cherche in his defence。
  And Charles for the reverence
  Of god the cause hath undertake;
  And with his host the weie take
  Over the Montz of Lombardie;
  Of Rome and al the tirandie
  With blodi swerd he overcom;
  And the Cite with strengthe nom;
  In such a wise and there he wroghte;
  That holy cherche ayein he broghte   760
  Into franchise; and doth restore
  The Popes lost; and yaf him more:
  And thus whan he his god hath served;
  He tok; as he wel hath deserved;
  The Diademe and was coroned。
  Of Rome and thus was abandoned
  Thempire; which cam nevere ayein
  Into the hond of no Romein;
  Bot a long time it stod so stille
  Under the Frensche kynges wille;   770
  Til that fortune hir whiel so ladde;
  That afterward Lombardz it hadde;
  Noght be the swerd; bot be soffrance
  Of him that tho was kyng of France;
  Which Karle Calvus cleped was;
  And he resigneth in this cas
  Thempire of Rome unto Lowis
  His Cousin; which a Lombard is。
  And so hit laste into the yeer
  Of Albert and of Berenger;   780
  Bot thanne upon dissencioun
  Thei felle; and in divisioun
  Among hemself that were grete;
  So that thei loste the beyete
  Of worschipe and of worldes pes。
  Bot in proverbe natheles
  Men sein; ful selden is that welthe
  Can soffre his oghne astat in helthe;
  And that was on the Lombardz sene;
  Such comun strif was hem betwene   790
  Thurgh coveitise and thurgh Envie;
  That every man drowh his partie;
  Which myhte leden eny route;
  Withinne Burgh and ek withoute:
  The comun ryht hath no felawe;
  So that the governance of lawe
  Was lost; and for necessite;
  Of that thei stode in such degre
  Al only thurgh divisioun;
  Hem nedeth in conclusioun   800
  Of strange londes help beside。
  And thus for thei hemself divide
  And stonden out of reule unevene;
  Of Alemaine Princes sevene
  Thei chose in this condicioun;
  That upon here eleccioun
  Thempire of Rome scholde stonde。
  And thus thei lefte it out of honde
  For lacke of grace; and it forsoke;
  That Alemans upon hem toke:   810
  And to confermen here astat;
  Of that thei founden in debat
  Thei token the possessioun
  After the composicioun
  Among hemself; and therupon
  Thei made an Emperour anon;