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Ther is, at the west syde of Ytaille, | |
Doun at the roote of Vesulus the colde, | |
A lusty playne, habundant of vitaille, | |
60 | Where many a tour and toun thou mayst biholde |
That founded were in tyme of fadres olde, | |
And many another delitable sighte, | |
And Saluces this noble contree highte. |
A markys whilom lord was of that lond, | |
65 | As were his worthy eldres hym bifore, |
And obeisant and redy to his hond | |
Were alle his liges, bothe lasse and moore. | |
Thus in delit he lyveth, and hath doon yoore, | |
Biloved and drad thurgh favour of Fortune, | |
70 | Bothe of his lordes and of his commune. |
Therwith he was, to speke as of lynage, | |
The gentilleste yborn of Lumbardye; | |
A fair persone, and strong, and yong of age, | |
And ful of honour and of curteisye, | |
75 | Discreet ynogh his contree for to gye, |
Save that in somme thynges that he was to blame, | |
And Walter was this yonge lordes name. |
I blame hym thus, that he considereth noght | |
In tyme comynge what hym myghte bityde, | |
80 | But in his lust present was al his thoght, |
As for to hauke and hunte on every syde. | |
Wel ny alle othere cures leet he slyde; | |
And eek he nolde - and that was worst of alle - | |
Wedde no wyf, for noght that may bifalle. |
85 | Oonly that point his peple bar so soore, |
That flokmeele on a day they to hym wente, | |
And oon of hem, that wisest was of loore - | |
Or elles that the lord best wolde assente, | |
That he sholde telle hym what his peple mente, | |
90 | Or elles koude he shewe wel swich mateere - |
He to the markys seyde as ye shul heere: |
"O noble Markys, youre humanitee | |
Asseureth us, and yeveth us hardinesse, | |
As ofte as tyme is of necessitee | |
95 | That we to yow mowe telle oure hevynesse. |
Accepteth, lord, now for youre gentillesse | |
That we with pitous herte unto yow pleyne, | |
And lat youre eres nat my voys desdeyne. |
Al have I noght to doone in this mateere | |
100 | Moore than another man hath in this place; |
Yet for as muche as ye, my lord so deere, | |
Han alwey shewed me favour and grace, | |
I dar the bettre aske of yow a space | |
Of audience to shewen oure requeste, | |
105 | And ye, my lord, to doon right as yow leste. |
For certes, lord, so wel us liketh yow | |
And al youre werk, and evere han doon that we | |
Ne koude nat us-self devysen how | |
We myghte lyven in moore felicitee, | |
110 | Save o thyng, lord, if it youre wille be, |
That for to been a wedded man yow leste, | |
Thanne were youre peple in sovereyn hertes reste. |
Boweth youre nekke under that blisful yok | |
Of soveraynetee, noght of servyse, | |
115 | Which that men clepeth spousaille or wedlock; |
And thenketh, lord, among youre thoghtes wyse | |
How that oure dayes passe in sondry wyse, | |
For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde, | |
Ay fleeth the tyme, it nyl no man abyde. |
120 | And thogh youre grene youthe floure as yit, |
In crepeth age alwey, as stille as stoon, | |
And deeth manaceth every age, and smyt | |
In ech estaat, for ther escapeth noon; | |
And al so certein as we knowe echoon | |
125 | That we shul deye, as uncerteyn we alle |
Been of that day, whan deeth shal on us falle. |
Accepteth thanne of us the trewe entente | |
That nevere yet refuseden thyn heeste; | |
And we wol, lord, if that ye wole assente, | |
130 | Chese yow a wyf in short tyme atte leeste, |
Born of the gentilleste and of the meeste | |
Of al this land, so that it oghte seme | |
Honour to God, and yow, as we kan deeme. |
Delivere us out of al this bisy drede, | |
135 | And taak a wyf for hye Goddes sake, |
For if it so bifelle, as God forbede, | |
That thurgh your deeth your lyne sholde slake, | |
And that a straunge successour sholde take | |
Youre heritage, o wo were us alyve! | |
140 | Wherfore we pray you hastily to wyve." |
Hir meeke preyere and hir pitous cheere | |
Made the markys herte han pitee. | |
"Ye wol," quod he, "myn owene peple deere, | |
To that I nevere erst thoughte, streyne me. | |
145 | I me rejoysed of my liberte, |
That seelde tyme is founde in mariage. | |
Ther I was free, I moot been in servage. |
But nathelees I se youre trewe entente, | |
And truste upon youre wit, and have doon at; | |
150 | Wherfore of my free wyl I wole assente |
To wedde me, as soone as evere I may. | |
But ther as ye han profred me to-day | |
To chese me a wyf, I yow relesse | |
That choys, and prey yow of that profre cesse. |
155 | For God it woot, that children ofte been |
Unlyk hir worthy eldres hem bifore. | |
Bountee comth al of God, nat of the streen, | |
Of which they been engendred and ybore. | |
I truste in Goddes bountee; and therfore | |
160 | My mariage, and myn estaat and reste, |
I hym bitake, he may doon as hym leste. |
Lat me allone in chesynge of my wyf, | |
That charge upon my bak I wole endure; | |
But I yow preye, and charge upon youre lyf | |
165 | What wyf that I take, ye me assure |
To worshipe hir, whil that hir lyf may dure, | |
In word and werk, bothe heere and everywheere, | |
As she an emperoures doghter weere. |
And forthermoore, this shal ye swere, that ye | |
170 | Agayn my choys shul neither grucche ne stryve, |
For sith I shal forgoon my libertee | |
At youre requeste, as evere moot I thryve, | |
Ther as myn herte is set, ther wol I wyve! | |
And but ye wole assente in this manere, | |
175 | I prey yow, speketh namoore of this matere." |
With hertely wyl they sworen and assenten | |
To al this thyng, ther seyde no wight nay, | |
Bisekynge hym of grace er that they wenten, | |
That he wolde graunten hem a certein day | |
180 | Of his spousaille, as soone as evere he may, |
For yet alwey the peple somwhat dredde | |
Lest that this markys no wyf wolde wedde. |
He graunted hem a day, swich as hym leste, | |
On which he wolde be wedded sikerly, | |
185 | And seyde he dide al this at hir requeste; |
And they with humble entente, buxomly, | |
Knelynge upon hir knees ful reverently | |
Hym thonken alle, and thus they han an ende | |
Of hir entente, and hoom agayn they wende. |
190 | And heerupon he to hise officeres |
Comaundeth for the feste to purveye, | |
And to hise privee knyghtes and squieres | |
Swich charge yaf, as hym liste on hem leye. | |
And they to his comandement obeye, | |
195 | And ech of hem dooth al his diligence |
To doon unto the feeste reverence. |
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