Passus quintus de visione .
The king and his
knyȝtes . to þe cherche wente
to here matynes and masse . and to þe
mete after
þan waked I of my wynkyng . and wo was
with-alle
þat I ne hadde sclepte sadder . and
y-seye more .
þat I ne myȝthe ferþer a fot
. for defaute of slepyng .
I sat softely a-doun . and sayde my by-leue
and so I babled on my bedes . þei
brouȝþe me on slepe .
I saw þe feld ful of folke . þat I by-fore sayde
he
prechede þe peple . to haue pyte on hem-selue .
And prouede þe
pestelence . was for pure synne
andT souþwest wynd . on
saterysday at euen
was a-pertly for pryde . and for no-þing ellys
pyryes and plomtreys . were put to þe erþe .
beches and brode okes .
were blowe to þe grounde
and turned vp
þe tayl . in toknyng of drede
þat dedly synne er domesday . schal
for-do hem alle .
Of þis matere myȝthe I . mamele wel longe
ac I schal say as I seyde . so me god helpe
how conciens with a cros .
comsede to preche
and bad wastour go worche . what he best coude .
And wynne þat he had wasted . with som maner
craft
he prayde to peronel . hure purfyl to leue
and kepe hit in hure cofre . for catel at
nede
To fecche felys hom . fro wyuene pyne
he warnede watte . his wif was to blame
þat hure hed was
worþe a marke . and his hod not a grote
he chargeþ chapmen . to chaste here
children .
Let no wynnyng for-weny hem . whyles þei beþ ȝonge
he prechede prelates . and prestes to-gedere
þat þei preche þe peple . and proue hit hem-selue
and lyue as ȝe lere vs . for we wil loue ȝou þe betere .
And swyþe he radde religyus . here reule to kepe
last þe king and his counceyl .
ȝour commounes a-peyre
and stiward in ȝour stede . for ȝe be stywed betere
and
þat seynt Iame . and seyntes at rome .
Sekyþ seynt truþe . for he may saue vs alle
Than repentauns . rehersed his teme
and made wille to wepe . water with his
eye .
Peronel proud herte . plat hure
to þe erþe
and lay longe er sche loked . and lord
mercy cryed
and be-hyȝte to
hym . þat vs alle made
sche schulde vnsewe hire serk . and sette
þer an heyre .
To a-fauten
hire fleys . þat fresch was to synne
schal nere hey herte me hente . but holde me lowe
but now I wil meke me . and mercy by-seke .
Of al þat I haue had . of enuye in myn herte
lecchour seyde allas . and on oure lady cryde
to make mercy for his mysdede . by-tweþe god and
hym
with
þat he schulde satourdayes . vij / seuene ȝer
after .
Drynke but wiþ þe goos . and dine but onys
enuye with heuy herte .
asked after schryfte
and carfully his compte . he gynnyþ to schewe
he was pale as a pelet . and
paltyk semede .
He was cloþed in a caury-maury . I coude hit not discrie
a kyrtel and a curtepy . a knyf by his syde
of a freres
frog . were þe fore-sleuys
as a lyk þat hadde y-leye . longe in þe sunne .
So loked he with lene
chekes . lowrynge foule
his body was bolned for wroth . þat he bot his lyppe
and wrothlyche he wrong his fyste . to wreke hym he þouȝþe
with werkes
and with wordes . when he sey his
tyme .
Venym or verious . or vynegre I trowe
I myȝte not manyaday
many a day . do as a man myȝthe
and blamed hym by-hynde his bak . to brynge hym in fame
to a-peyre
hym by my power . I pursued wel ofte
and by-lowe hym to
lordes . to do hym lese syluere
.
And don his frendes
to ben his fon . þurȝ my falce tonge
by-twen
hym and his mayne . wratthe made ofte
boþe his lyme and his lyf . was lost þorw my
tonge .
Whan I mette him in market .
þat I most hated
I halsed hym as hendely . as I his frend
ware
he is douȝthier þan I . durste
[I] durste non harme don
him
ac haddyn I maystry or myȝth . I wolde mourþre him for
euere .
Whan I come to þe cherche . and knele by-fore þe rode
to praye for þe peple . as þe prest me techys
þat bare a-way my bolle . and my brode schete .
how hayne haþ a newe cote . I wyssche hit were myn
owe
of his lesyng I smyle . and þer-of
lauȝeth myn herte .
And of his wynnyng I wepe . and weyle þe tyme
I deme men þer
þei do ille . and ȝut I do werse
I wolde þat ech wyȝth .
were my knaue
and who-so haþ more
þan I . þat angreþ
myn herte .
Thus I lyue loueles . lyk a lyþer
dogge
þat al my brest bolneþ . for
byter of my galle
may no sugre ne swete þing . swete hit an vnche
ne non diapendion . dryue hit fro
myn herte .
Ȝif schryft shulde . hit were gret wonder
ȝis redly quod repentauns . and redde
hym to gode
sorwe for synne . saueþ wel manye
I am sory quod enuye . I am but selde
oþer .
And þat makeþ me so mad . for I ne may me wenge
þan come couetyse . I
can hym not discrye
so angrey and so holwe . sire heruy hym
loked
lolled his chekes in a
tore tabard . of xij / twelue
wynter age
þat he ne schulde slyde
þer-on . so was hit bare .
and knowe hit here be-fore crist . and his swete moder
for sum-tyme serwed I . symme at þe noke
and was his prentys y-plyȝþ . his profyt to
loke .
Furst I lerned to lye . a lef oþer
tweyne
wyckedly to wynne . was my furste lessoun
to wynchestre and to wy . I wente to
þe feyre
to many maner marchaundie . as my
mayster me het .
Ne hadde þe grace of gile . go a-mong my ware
hit hadde be vn-solde
þis vij / seuene ȝer . so me
god helpe
þan drow I me a-monge draperis . my donet to
lere
to drowe þe leser a-long . þe lengere
hit semeþ .
A-mong þe ryche rayes . I
rendred a lessoun
broched hem
with a pak-nedle . and playted hem to-gedere
my wyf was a wynnestre . and wollen
cloþ made .
þe pound þat
he
weyes by . weyeþ a quarter more
þan
ony
almesdede . whem / whe[n] I weyed truþe
I bouȝthe hure barly . sche brew
hit to sale .
Peny-ale and pigwhey . sche pured to-gederes
for laboureres
for
loþ folk . þat lyueþ by hem
-selue
þe beste in my bed chaumber . lay
by þe walles
and who-so boused þer-of . bouȝth
hit þer-after .
A galoun for a grote . god wot no lesse
When hit come in coppe ale . þat craft my wyf vsed
rose þe regrater . was hure
ryȝthe name
sche haldeþ
ostrye . þis xj / elleuene wynter
And I swere now soþly . þat synne schal I lete
ne neuere weye wyckedely . ne no chaffare make
but wende to walsyngham . and my wif
after
and bydde þe rode of bromeholme .
brynge me out of dette .
and carieþ hym to churche-ward . his
synne to schewe
and betoun þe
brewestre . þer bad hym goud morwe
and she axede of him . whederward he
wolde .
To holy chyrche quod he . for to here
masse
and sytthe I wil be shreue . and synne no
more
hast þou quod he .
ony hote spyces .
Ȝe glotoun
gossyb . god wot wel hote
I haue pepyr and pienye . and a pounde
of garlyk
Sysse þe sowestre . sat on þe benche
watte þe wafrere . and his wif
boþe
symme þe tynkere . and two of his
knaues
hycke þe hakeney-man . and hobbe þe melnere .
dawe þe dykere . and a doseyn othere
a ribaud a ratoner . a rakere of chepe
And
vp-holderes . erly by þe morwe
ȝeuyn glotoun
with glad chere . goud ale to
drynke
clement þe cobelere cast of his
cloke
and at þe newe feyre .
nempneþ hit to selle .
hicke þe osteler . hitte his hode after
and bette þe bocher . to be on his syde .
þer were
chapmen
y-chose . þe chaffare to preise
and ho-so hadde þe hode . schuld haue a-mendes of þe cloke .
Thei resyn vp in rape . and rownede to-gederes
and preysede þe peneworþes . a-pertly by hem-selue
ne by here conciens . a-corden
to-gederes .
Til robyn þe ropere . was rad vp to ryse
and nempnyd for a nounpere . þat no
debat ware
hicke þe ostler . þan hadde þe
cloke
in couenaunt þat
clement . þe cuppe schulde fille .
And haue hickes hod þe osteler . and
holde him y-serued
and grete sire glotoun .
with a galoun
of ale
þer was lauȝyng and lowring .
and let go þe coppe .
Bargeynes and beueryches . be-gunne to
ryse
and setyn so til euesong . and sunge sum-whyle
til glotun hadde y-golped . a galoun
of ale
he pissed a potel . in a pater-noster whyle .
And blew þe rounde rowet . at þe riggebonys ende .
and wisshed it had be waxed .
with a wisp of fersen
he hadde no strengþe to stonde .
ere he his staf hadde .
as ho-so layde lynes .
to lacche wilde foules
when he drow to þe dore .
þan dymmed his eyen
That with al þe wo of
þe word . his wif and his douȝter
beryn him to his bed .
and brouȝþe him þer-inne
and after al þat surfet . an axces he hadde
þat he slep
saturday and sunday . til sunne ȝede to reste
.
Thanne waked he of his wynkyng . and wyped his
eyen
þe furste word þat he spak .
what where is þe bolle .
his wif blamed him þanne . of wickednesse of synne
And gan
to gretyn grymly . and gret dol made
for his lethyr lyf . þat he lyued hadde
shal neuere fysch on fryday . defye in my mawe .
Er abstinence myn awnte . haue
y-gif me leue
and ȝut haue I hated hure . al my
lif tyme
Slouþe for sorwe . fel
doun
on sowne
til vigilate
wile . fecche water
to his eyne .
And flapte hit on his face . and faste on him cried
and sayde war for wanhope . wil þe betraye
I am sory for my synne . sey to
þi-self þanne
Than sat slouþe vp . and shryued him faste
and made a-vow to veri god . for his foule slouþe
shal no sunday be
þis .vij / seuene ȝer . but
syknesse hit make
þat I ne shal do me er day . to
þe parysch cherche .
And here masse and matines . as I a monke
were
shal non ale after mete
. holden me þennys
til I haue euesong herd . I be-hote þe rode
and ȝut wol I ȝelde a-ȝen . ȝif I so
moche haue .
Al þat I wickedly by-wan . syn I wit hadde
þat euery man shal haue his . er I hennys
wende
and with þe residue
and remenaunt . by þe rode of chestre .
I wil seke truþe . or I se rome
roberd þe robbere . on reddite lokede
and for þer was not wher-with . he wepd wel sore
and ȝit synful shrewe . sayde to him-selue .
Crist þat on caluery . on þe cros deyde
þo dismas my broþer . by-souȝth him of grace
and þou haddest mercy on
þat man . for memento sake
þi wil wirche vp-on me . as I haue wel
deserued .
To haue helle for euere . ȝif
þat hope ne were
to rewe on þis roberd . þat red non ne haueþ
ne neuer wenyþ to
wynne . with craft
þat he knoweþ
but for þi moche mercy .
mitygacioun I be-seke .
Dampne me not at domysday . for þat I
dede so ylle
ac what by-fel of
þis feloun . I can not
fayre shewe
wel I wot he wepte faste . water with his
eyne
and knowliched his gilt . to crist ȝit eft-sone .
That penitencia
his pik . shulde pulche newe
and lep with
him ouer lond . al his lif tyme
a þousand men and mo . þo thrunge to-gederes .
Wepyng and weyling . for here wyckede
dedis
cried vp-ward to crist
. and to his clene moder
to haue grace to seke truþe . so god leue þat ȝe mote
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