第 108 节
作者:管他三七二十一      更新:2024-01-16 22:39      字数:9322
  And gat him help and compaignie;
  And wroghte so; that ate laste
  This king out of his regne he caste;  4340
  Which was undon for everemo:
  And yit men speken of him so;
  That it is schame forto hiere。
  Forthi to love is in manere。
  King David hadde many a love;
  Bot natheles alwey above
  Knyhthode he kepte in such a wise;
  That for no fleisshli covoitise
  Of lust to ligge in ladi armes
  He lefte noght the lust of armes。  4350
  For where a Prince hise lustes suieth;
  That he the werre noght poursuieth;
  Whan it is time to ben armed;
  His contre stant fulofte harmed;
  Whan thenemis ben woxe bolde;
  That thei defence non beholde。
  Ful many a lond hath so be lore;
  As men mai rede of time afore
  Of hem that so here eses soghten;
  Which after thei full diere aboghten。    4360
  To mochel ese is nothing worth;
  For that set every vice forth
  And every vertu put abak;
  Wherof priss torneth into lak;
  As in Cronique I mai reherse:
  Which telleth hou the king of Perse;
  That Cirus hihte; a werre hadde
  Ayein a poeple which he dradde;
  Of a contre which Liddos hihte;
  Bot yit for oght that he do mihte  4370
  As in bataille upon the werre;
  He hadde of hem alwey the werre。
  And whan he sih and wiste it wel;
  That he be strengthe wan no del;
  Thanne ate laste he caste a wyle
  This worthi poeple to beguile;
  And tok with hem a feigned pes;
  Which scholde lasten endeles;
  So as he seide in wordes wise;
  Bot he thoghte al in other wise。   4380
  For it betidd upon the cas;
  Whan that this poeple in reste was;
  Thei token eses manyfold;
  And worldes ese; as it is told;
  Be weie of kinde is the norrice
  Of every lust which toucheth vice。
  Thus whan thei were in lustes falle;
  The werres ben foryeten alle;
  Was non which wolde the worschipe
  Of Armes; bot in idelschipe  4390
  Thei putten besinesse aweie
  And token hem to daunce and pleie;
  Bot most above alle othre thinges
  Thei token hem to the likinges
  Of fleysshly lust; that chastete
  Received was in no degre;
  Bot every man doth what him liste。
  And whan the king of Perse it wiste;
  That thei unto folie entenden;
  With his pouer; whan thei lest wenden;   4400
  Mor sodeinly than doth the thunder
  He cam; for evere and put hem under。
  And thus hath lecherie lore
  The lond; which hadde be tofore
  The beste of hem that were tho。
  And in the bible I finde also
  A tale lich unto this thing;
  Hou Amalech the paien king;
  Whan that he myhte be no weie
  Defende his lond and putte aweie   4410
  The worthi poeple of Irael;
  This Sarazin; as it befell;
  Thurgh the conseil of Balaam
  A route of faire wommen nam;
  That lusti were and yonge of Age;
  And bad hem gon to the lignage
  Of these Hebreus: and forth thei wente
  With yhen greye and browes bente
  And wel arraied everych on;
  And whan thei come were anon    4420
  Among thebreus; was non insihte;
  Bot cacche who that cacche myhte;
  And ech of hem hise lustes soghte;
  Whiche after thei full diere boghte。
  For grace anon began to faile;
  That whan thei comen to bataille
  Thanne afterward; in sori plit
  Thei were take and disconfit;
  So that withinne a litel throwe
  The myht of hem was overthrowe;    4430
  That whilom were wont to stonde。
  Til Phinees the cause on honde
  Hath take; this vengance laste;
  Bot thanne it cessede ate laste;
  For god was paid of that he dede:
  For wher he fond upon a stede
  A couple which misferde so;
  Thurghout he smot hem bothe tuo;
  And let hem ligge in mennes yhe;
  Wherof alle othre whiche hem sihe  4440
  Ensamplede hem upon the dede;
  And preiden unto the godhiede
  Here olde Sennes to amende:
  And he; which wolde his mercy sende;
  Restorede hem to newe grace。
  Thus mai it schewe in sondri place;
  Of chastete hou the clennesse
  Acordeth to the worthinesse
  Of men of Armes overal;
  Bot most of alle in special  4450
  This vertu to a king belongeth;
  For upon his fortune it hongeth
  Of that his lond schal spede or spille。
  Forthi bot if a king his wille
  Fro lustes of his fleissh restreigne;
  Ayein himself he makth a treigne;
  Into the which if that he slyde;
  Him were betre go besyde。
  For every man mai understonde;
  Hou for a time that it stonde;  4460
  It is a sori lust to lyke;
  Whos ende makth a man to syke
  And torneth joies into sorwe。
  The brihte Sonne be the morwe
  Beschyneth noght the derke nyht;
  The lusti youthe of mannes myht;
  In Age bot it stonde wel;
  Mistorneth al the laste whiel。
  That every worthi Prince is holde
  Withinne himself himself beholde;  4470
  To se the stat of his persone;
  And thenke hou ther be joies none
  Upon this Erthe mad to laste;
  And hou the fleissh schal ate laste
  The lustes of this lif forsake;
  Him oghte a gret ensample take
  Of Salomon; whos appetit
  Was holy set upon delit;
  To take of wommen the plesance:
  So that upon his ignorance   4480
  The wyde world merveileth yit;
  That he; which alle mennes wit
  In thilke time hath overpassed;
  With fleisshly lustes was so tassed;
  That he which ladde under the lawe
  The poeple of god; himself withdrawe
  He hath fro god in such a wise;
  That he worschipe and sacrifise
  For sondri love in sondri stede
  Unto the false goddes dede。  4490
  This was the wise ecclesiaste;
  The fame of whom schal evere laste;
  That he the myhti god forsok;
  Ayein the lawe whanne he tok
  His wyves and his concubines
  Of hem that weren Sarazines;
  For whiche he dede ydolatrie。
  For this I rede of his sotie:
  Sche of Sidoyne so him ladde;
  That he knelende his armes spradde    4500
  To Astrathen with gret humblesse;
  Which of hire lond was the goddesse:
  And sche that was a Moabite
  So ferforth made him to delite
  Thurgh lust; which al his wit devoureth;
  That he Chamos hire god honoureth。
  An other Amonyte also
  With love him hath assoted so;
  Hire god Moloch that with encense
  He sacreth; and doth reverence  4510
  In such a wise as sche him bad。
  Thus was the wiseste overlad
  With blinde lustes whiche he soghte;
  Bot he it afterward aboghte。
  For Achias Selonites;
  Which was prophete; er his decess;
  Whil he was in hise lustes alle;
  Betokneth what schal after falle。
  For on a day; whan that he mette
  Jeroboam the knyht; he grette   4520
  And bad him that he scholde abyde;
  To hiere what him schal betyde。
  And forth withal Achias caste
  His mantell of; and also faste
  He kut it into pieces twelve;
  Wherof tuo partz toward himselve
  He kepte; and al the remenant;
  As god hath set his covenant;
  He tok unto Jeroboas;
  Of Nabal which the Sone was;    4530
  And of the kinges court a knyht:
  And seide him; 〃Such is goddes myht;
  As thou hast sen departed hiere
  Mi mantell; riht in such manere
  After the deth of Salomon
  God hath ordeigned therupon;
  This regne thanne he schal divide:
  Which time thou schalt ek abide;
  And upon that division
  The regne as in proporcion   4540
  As thou hast of mi mantell take;
  Thou schalt receive; I undertake。
  And thus the Sone schal abie
  The lustes and the lecherie
  Of him which nou his fader is。〃
  So forto taken hiede of this;
  It sit a king wel to be chaste;
  For elles he mai lihtly waste
  Himself and ek his regne bothe;
  And that oghte every king to lothe。   4550
  O; which a Senne violent;
  Wherof so wys a king was schent;
  That the vengance in his persone
  Was noght ynouh to take al one;
  Bot afterward; whan he was passed;
  It hath his heritage lassed;
  As I more openli tofore
  The tale tolde。 And thus therfore
  The Philosophre upon this thing
  Writ and conseileth to a king;  4560
  That he the surfet of luxure
  Schal tempre and reule of such mesure;
  Which be to kinde sufficant
  And ek to reson acordant;
  So that the lustes ignorance
  Be cause of no misgovernance;
  Thurgh which that he be overthrowe;
  As he that wol no reson knowe。
  For bot a mannes wit be swerved;
  Whan kinde is dueliche served;  4570
  It oghte of reson to suffise;
  For if it falle him otherwise;
  He mai tho lustes sore drede。
  For of Anthonie thus I rede;
  Which of Severus was the Sone;
  That he his lif of comun wone
  Yaf holy unto thilke vice;
  And ofte time he was so nyce;
  Wherof nature hire hath compleigned
  Unto the god; which hath desdeigned   4580
  The werkes whiche Antonie wroghte
  Of lust; whiche he ful sore aboghte:
  For god his forfet hath so wroke
  That in Cronique it is yit spoke。
  Bot forto take remembrance
  Of special misgovernance
  Thurgh covoitise and injustice
  Forth with the remenant of vice;
  And nameliche of lecherie;
  I finde write a gret partie  4590
  Withinne a tale; as thou schalt hiere;
  Which is thensample of this matiere。
  So as these olde gestes sein;
  The proude tirannyssh Romein
  Tarquinus; which was thanne king
  And wroghte many a wrongful thing;
  Of Sones hadde manyon;
  Among the whiche Arrons was on;
  Lich to his fader of maneres;
  So that withinne a fewe yeres   4600
  With tresoun and with tirannie
  Thei wonne of lond a gret partie;
  And token hiede of no justice;
  Which due was to here office
  Upon the reule of governance;
  Bot al that evere was plesance
  Unto the fleisshes lust thei toke。
  And fell so; that thei undertoke
  A werre; which was noght achieved;
  Bot ofte time it hadde hem grieved;   4610
  Ayein a folk which thanne hihte
  The Gabiens: and al be nyhte
  This Arrons; whan he was at hom
  In Rome; a prive place he nom
  Withinne a chambre; and bet himselve
  And made him woundes ten or tuelve
  Upon the bak; as it was sene;
  And s