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A prentys whilom dwelled in oure citee, | |
And of a craft of vitailliers was hee. | |
Gaillard he was as goldfynch in the shawe, | |
Broun as a berye, a propre short felawe, | |
45 | With lokkes blake, ykembd ful fetisly. |
Dauncen he koude so wel and jolily | |
That he was cleped Perkyn Revelour. | |
He was as ful of love and paramour | |
As is the hyve ful of hony sweete: | |
50 | Wel was the wenche with hym myghte meete. |
At every bridale wolde he synge and hoppe; | |
He loved bet the taverne than the shoppe. | |
For whan ther any ridyng was in Chepe, | |
Out of the shoppe thider wolde he lepe - | |
55 | Til that he hadde al the sighte yseyn, |
And daunced wel, he wolde nat come ayeyn - | |
And gadered hym a meynee of his sort | |
To hoppe and synge and maken swich disport; | |
And ther they setten stevene for to meete | |
60 | To pleyen at the dys in swich a streete. |
For in the toune nas ther no prentys | |
That fairer koude caste a paire of dys | |
Than Perkyn koude, and therto he was free | |
Of his dispense, in place of pryvetee. | |
65 | That fond his maister wel in his chaffare; |
For often tyme he foond his box ful bare. | |
For sikerly a prentys revelour | |
That haunteth dys, riot, or paramour, | |
His maister shal it in his shoppe abye, | |
70 | Al have he no part of the mynstralcye. |
For thefte and riot, they been convertible | |
Al konne he pleye on gyterne or ribible. | |
Revel and trouthe, as in a lowe degree, | |
They been ful wrothe al day, as men may see. | |
75 | This joly prentys with his maister bood, |
Til he were ny out of his prentishood, | |
Al were he snybbed bothe erly and late, | |
And somtyme lad with revel to Newegate. | |
But atte laste his maister hym bithoghte, | |
80 | Upon a day, whan he his papir soughte, |
Of a proverbe that seith this same word, | |
'Wel bet is roten appul out of hoord | |
Than that it rotie al the remenaunt.' | |
So fareth it by a riotous servaunt; | |
85 | It is ful lasse harm to lete hym pace, |
Than he shende alle the servantz in the place | |
Therfore his maister yaf hym acquitance, | |
And bad hym go, with sorwe and with meschance! | |
And thus this joly prentys hadde his leve. | |
90 | Now lat hym riote al the nyghte or leve. |
And for ther is no theef withoute a lowke, | |
That helpeth hym to wasten and to sowke | |
Of that he brybe kan or borwe may, | |
Anon he sente his bed and his array | |
95 | Unto a compeer of his owene sort, |
That lovede dys, and revel, and disport, | |
And hadde a wyf that heeld for contenance | |
A shoppe, and swyved for hir sustenance. |
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