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And soghte aboute with his hond;
That other bedd til that he fond;
Wher lai bewympled a visage。
Tho was he glad in his corage;
For he hir kertell fond also
And ek hir mantell bothe tuo
Bespred upon the bed alofte。
He made him naked thanne; and softe
Into the bedd unwar he crepte;
Wher Hercules that time slepte; 6920
And wende wel it were sche;
And thus in stede of Eole
Anon he profreth him to love。
But he; which felte a man above;
This Hercules; him threw to grounde
So sore; that thei have him founde
Liggende there upon the morwe;
And tho was noght a litel sorwe;
That Faunus of himselve made;
Bot elles thei were alle glade 6930
And lowhen him to scorne aboute:
Saba with Nimphis al a route
Cam doun to loke hou that he ferde;
And whan that thei the sothe herde;
He was bejaped overal。
Mi Sone; be thou war withal
To seche suche mecheries;
Bot if thou have the betre aspies;
In aunter if the so betyde
As Faunus dede thilke tyde; 6940
Wherof thou miht be schamed so。
Min holi fader; certes no。
Bot if I hadde riht good leve;
Such mecherie I thenke leve:
Mi feinte herte wol noght serve;
For malgre wolde I noght deserve
In thilke place wher I love。
Bot for ye tolden hier above
Of Covoitise and his pilage;
If ther be more of that lignage; 6950
Which toucheth to mi schrifte; I preie
That ye therof me wolde seie;
So that I mai the vice eschuie。
Mi Sone; if I be order suie
The vices; as thei stonde arowe;
Of Covoitise thou schalt knowe
Ther is yit on; which is the laste;
In whom ther mai no vertu laste;
For he with god himself debateth;
Wherof that al the hevene him hateth。 6960
The hihe god; which alle goode
Pourveied hath for mannes fode
Of clothes and of mete and drinke;
Bad Adam that he scholde swinke
To geten him his sustienance:
And ek he sette an ordinance
Upon the lawe of Moi5ses;
That though a man be haveles;
Yit schal he noght be thefte stele。
Bot nou adaies ther ben fele; 6970
That wol no labour undertake;
Bot what thei mai be Stelthe take
Thei holde it sikerliche wonne。
And thus the lawe is overronne;
Which god hath set; and namely
With hem that so untrewely
The goodes robbe of holi cherche。
The thefte which thei thanne werche
Be name is cleped Sacrilegge;
Ayein the whom I thenke alegge。 6980
Of his condicion to telle;
Which rifleth bothe bok and belle;
So forth with al the remenant
To goddes hous appourtenant;
Wher that he scholde bidde his bede;
He doth his thefte in holi stede;
And takth what thing he fint therinne:
For whan he seth that he mai winne;
He wondeth for no cursednesse;
That he ne brekth the holinesse 6990
And doth to god no reverence;
For he hath lost his conscience;
That though the Prest therfore curse;
He seith he fareth noght the wurse。
And forto speke it otherwise;
What man that lasseth the franchise
And takth of holi cherche his preie;
I not what bedes he schal preie。
Whan he fro god; which hath yive al;
The Pourpartie in special; 7000
Which unto Crist himself is due;
Benymth; he mai noght wel eschue
The peine comende afterward;
For he hath mad his foreward
With Sacrilegge forto duelle;
Which hath his heritage in helle。
And if we rede of tholde lawe;
I finde write; in thilke dawe
Of Princes hou ther weren thre
Coupable sore in this degre。 7010
That on of hem was cleped thus;
The proude king Antiochus;
That other Nabuzardan hihte;
Which of his crualte behyhte
The temple to destruie and waste;
And so he dede in alle haste;
The thridde; which was after schamed;
Was Nabugodonosor named;
And he Jerusalem putte under;
Of Sacrilegge and many a wonder 7020
There in the holi temple he wroghte;
Which Baltazar his heir aboghte;
Whan Mane; Techel; Phares write
Was on the wal; as thou miht wite;
So as the bible it hath declared。
Bot for al that it is noght spared
Yit nou aday; that men ne pile;
And maken argument and skile
To Sacrilegge as it belongeth;
For what man that ther after longeth; 7030
He takth non hiede what he doth。
And riht so; forto telle soth;
In loves cause if I schal trete;
Ther ben of suche smale and grete:
If thei no leisir fynden elles;
Thei wol noght wonden for the belles;
Ne thogh thei sen the Prest at masse;
That wol thei leten overpasse。
If that thei finde here love there;
Thei stonde and tellen in hire Ere; 7040
And axe of god non other grace;
Whyl thei ben in that holi place;
Bot er thei gon som avantage
Ther wol thei have; and som pilage
Of goodli word or of beheste;
Or elles thei take ate leste
Out of hir hand or ring or glove;
So nyh the weder thei wol love;
As who seith sche schal noght foryete;
Nou I this tokne of hire have gete: 7050
Thus halwe thei the hihe feste。
Such thefte mai no cherche areste;
For al is leveful that hem liketh;
To whom that elles it misliketh。
And ek riht in the selve kinde
In grete Cites men mai finde
This lusti folk; that make it gay;
And waite upon the haliday:
In cherches and in Menstres eke
Thei gon the wommen forto seke; 7060
And wher that such on goth aboute;
Tofore the faireste of the route;
Wher as thei sitten alle arewe;
Ther wol he most his bodi schewe;
His croket kembd and theron set
A Nouche with a chapelet;
Or elles on of grene leves;
Which late com out of the greves;
Al for he scholde seme freissh。
And thus he loketh on the fleissh; 7070
Riht as an hauk which hath a sihte
Upon the foul; ther he schal lihte;
And as he were of faierie;
He scheweth him tofore here yhe
In holi place wher thei sitte;
Al forto make here hertes flitte。
His yhe nawher wole abyde;
Bot loke and prie on every syde
On hire and hire; as him best lyketh:
And otherwhile among he syketh; 7080
Thenkth on of hem; 〃That was for me;〃
And so ther thenken tuo or thre;
And yit he loveth non of alle;
Bot wher as evere his chance falle。
And natheles to seie a soth;
The cause why that he so doth
Is forto stele an herte or tuo;
Out of the cherche er that he go:
And as I seide it hier above;
Al is that Sacrilege of love; 7090
For wel mai be he stelth away
That he nevere after yelde may。
Tell me forthi; my Sone; anon;
Hast thou do Sacrilege; or non;
As I have said in this manere?
Mi fader; as of this matiere
I wole you tellen redely
What I have do; bot trewely
I mai excuse min entente;
That nevere I yit to cherche wente 7100
In such manere as ye me schryve;
For no womman that is on lyve。
The cause why I have it laft
Mai be for I unto that craft
Am nothing able so to stele;
Thogh ther be wommen noght so fele。
Bot yit wol I noght seie this;
Whan I am ther mi ladi is;
In whom lith holly mi querele;
And sche to cherche or to chapele 7110
Wol go to matins or to messe;…
That time I waite wel and gesse;
To cherche I come and there I stonde;
And thogh I take a bok on honde;
Mi contienance is on the bok;
Bot toward hire is al my lok;
And if so falle that I preie
Unto mi god; and somwhat seie
Of Paternoster or of Crede;
Al is for that I wolde spede; 7120
So that mi bede in holi cherche
Ther mihte som miracle werche
Mi ladi herte forto chaunge;
Which evere hath be to me so strange。
So that al mi devocion
And al mi contemplacion
With al min herte and mi corage
Is only set on hire ymage;
And evere I waite upon the tyde。
If sche loke eny thing asyde; 7130
That I me mai of hire avise;
Anon I am with covoitise
So smite; that me were lief
To ben in holi cherche a thief;
Bot noght to stele a vestement;
For that is nothing mi talent;
Bot I wold stele; if that I mihte;
A glad word or a goodly syhte;
And evere mi service I profre;
And namly whan sche wol gon offre; 7140
For thanne I lede hire; if I may;
For somwhat wolde I stele away。
Whan I beclippe hire on the wast;
Yit ate leste I stele a tast;
And otherwhile 〃grant mercy〃
Sche seith; and so winne I therby
A lusti touch; a good word eke;
Bot al the remenant to seke
Is fro mi pourpos wonder ferr。
So mai I seie; as I seide er; 7150
In holy cherche if that I wowe;
My conscience it wolde allowe;
Be so that up amendement
I mihte gete assignement
Wher forto spede in other place:
Such Sacrilege I holde a grace。
And thus; mi fader; soth to seie;
In cherche riht as in the weie;
If I mihte oght of love take;
Such hansell have I noght forsake。 7160
Bot finali I me confesse;
Ther is in me non holinesse;
Whil I hire se in eny stede;
And yit; for oght that evere I dede;
No Sacrilege of hire I tok;
Bot if it were of word or lok;
Or elles if that I hir fredde;
Whan I toward offringe hir ledde;
Take therof what I take may;
For elles bere I noght away: 7170
For thogh I wolde oght elles have;
Alle othre thinges ben so save
And kept with such a privilege;
That I mai do no Sacrilege。
God wot mi wille natheles;
Thogh I mot nedes kepe pes
And malgre myn so let it passe;
Mi will therto is noght the lasse;
If I mihte other wise aweie。
Forthi; mi fader; I you preie; 7180
Tell what you thenketh therupon;
If I therof have gult or non。
Thi will; mi Sone; is forto blame;
The remenant is bot a game;
That I have herd the telle as yit。
Bot tak this lore into thi wit;
That alle thing hath time and stede;
The cherche serveth for the bede;
The chambre is of an other sp