2055 |
Heigh labour, and ful greet apparaillynge, |
| Was at the service and the fyr-makynge, |
| That with his grene top the heven raughte, |
| And twenty fadme of brede the armes straughte; |
| This is to seyn, the bowes weren so brode. |
2060 | Of stree first ther was leyd ful many a lode, |
| But how the fyr was maked upon highte, |
| Ne eek the names that the trees highte, |
| As, ook, firre, birch, aspe, alder, holm, popeler, |
| Wylugh, elm, plane, assh, box, chasteyn, lynde, laurer, |
2065 | Mapul, thorn, bech, hasel, ew, whippeltree - |
| How they weren fild shal nat be toold for me, |
| Ne how the goddes ronnen up and doun |
| Disherited of hir habitacioun, |
| In whiche they woneden in reste and pees, |
2070 | Nymphes, Fawnes, and Amadrides; |
| Ne how the beestes and the briddes alle |
| Fledden for fere, whan the wode was falle; |
| Ne how the ground agast was of the light, |
| That was nat wont to seen the sonne bright; |
2075 | Ne how the fyr was couched first with stree, |
| And thanne with drye stokkes cloven a thre, |
| And thanne with grene wode and spicerye, |
| And thanne with clooth of gold and with perrye, |
| And gerlandes hangynge with ful many a flour, |
2080 | The mirre, th'encens, with al so greet odour; |
| Ne how Arcite lay among al this, |
| Ne what richesse aboute his body is, |
| Ne how that Emelye, as was the gyse, |
| Putte in the fyr of funeral servyse; |
2085 | Ne how she swowned whan men made the fyr, |
| Ne what she spak, ne what was hir desir; |
| Ne what jeweles men in the fyre caste, |
| Whan that the fyr was greet and brente faste; |
| Ne how somme caste hir sheeld, and somme hir spere, |
2090 | And of hire vestimentz whiche that they were, |
| And coppes fulle of wyn, and milk, and blood, |
| Into the fyr, that brente as it were wood, |
| Ne how the Grekes, with an huge route, |
| Thries riden al the fyr aboute, |
2095 | Upon the left hand with a loud shoutynge, |
| And thries with hir speres claterynge, |
| And thries how the ladyes gonne crye, |
| And how that lad was homward Emelye; |
| Ne how Arcite is brent to asshen colde, |
2100 | Ne how that lyche-wake was yholde |
| Al thilke nyght, ne how the Grekes pleye |
| The wake-pleyes ne kepe I nat to seye, |
| Who wrastleth best naked, with oille enoynt, |
| Ne who that baar hym best in no disjoynt; |
2105 | I wol nat tellen eek, how that they goon |
| Hoom til Atthenes, whan the pley is doon; |
| But shortly to the point thanne wol I wende, |
| And maken of my longe tale an ende. |
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2055 |
Great labour and full great apparelling |
| Went to the service and the fire-making, |
| For to the skies that green pyre reached its top, |
| And twenty fathoms did the arms out-crop, |
| That is to say, the branches went so wide. |
2060 | Full many a load of straw they did provide. |
| But how the fire, was made to climb so high; |
| Or what names all the different trees went by. |
| As oak, fir, birch, asp, alder, poplar, holm, |
| Willow, plane, ash, box, chestnut, linden, elm, |
2065 | Laurel, thorn, maple, beech, yew, dogwood tree, |
| Or how they were felled, sha'n't be told by me. |
| Nor how the wood-gods scampered up and down, |
| Driven from homes that they had called their own, |
| Wherein they'd lived so long at ease, in peace, |
2070 | The nymphs, the fauns, the hamadryades; |
| Nor how the beasts, for fear, and the birds, all |
| Fled, when that ancient wood began to fall; |
| Nor how aghast the ground was in the light, |
| Not being used to seeing the sun so bright; |
2075 | Nor how the fire was started first with straw, |
| And then with dry wood, riven thrice by saw, |
| And then with green wood and with spicery, |
| And then with cloth of gold and jewellery, |
| And garlands hanging with full many a flower, |
2080 | And myrrh, and incense, sweet as rose in bower; |
| Nor how Arcita lies among all this, |
| Nor what vast wealth about his body is; |
| Nor how this Emily, as was their way, |
| Lighted the sacred funeral fire, that day, |
2085 | Nor how she swooned when men built up the fire, |
| Nor what she said, nor what was her desire; |
| No, nor what gems men on the fire then cast, |
| When the white flame went high and burned so fast; |
| Nor how one cast his shield, and one his spear, |
2090 | And some their vestments, on that burning bier, |
| With cups of wine, and cups of milk, and blood, |
| Into that flame, which burned as wild-fire would; |
| Nor how the Greeks, in one huge wailing rout, |
| Rode slowly three times all the fire about, |
2095 | Upon the left hand, with a loud shouting, |
| And three times more, with weapons clattering, |
| While thrice the women there raised up a cry; |
| Nor how was homeward led sad Emily; |
| Nor how Arcita burned to ashes cold; |
2100 | Nor aught of how the lichwake they did hold |
| All that same night, nor how the Greeks did play |
| The funeral games I care not to say |
| Who, naked, wrestled best, with oil anointed, |
| Nor who best bore himself in deeds appointed. |
2105 | I will not even tell how they were gone |
| Home, into Athens, when the play was done; |
| But briefly to the point, now, will I wend |
| And make of this, my lengthy tale, an end. |
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