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Whanne this was doon, this Pandare up anon, | |
To telle in short, and forth gan for to wende | |
To Troilus, as stille as any stoon; | |
1495 | And al this thing he tolde him, word and ende; |
And how that he Deiphebus gan to blende; | |
And seyde him, `Now is tyme, if that thou conne, | |
To bere thee wel to-morwe, and al is wonne. |
`Now spek, now prey, now pitously compleyne; | |
1500 | Lat not for nyce shame, or drede, or slouthe; |
Somtyme a man mot telle his owene peyne; | |
Bileve it, and she shal han on thee routhe; | |
Thou shalt be saved by thy feyth, in trouthe. | |
But wel wot I, thou art now in a drede; | |
1505 | And what it is, I leye, I can arede. |
`Thow thinkest now, "How sholde I doon al this? | |
For by my cheres mosten folk aspye, | |
That for hir love is that I fare amis; | |
Yet hadde I levere unwist for sorwe dye." | |
1510 | Now thenk not so, for thou dost greet folye. |
For I right now have founden o manere | |
Of sleighte, for to coveren al thy chere. |
`Thow shalt gon over night, and that as blyve, | |
Unto Deiphebus hous, as thee to pleye, | |
1515 | Thy maladye awey the bet to dryve, |
For-why thou semest sik, sooth for to seye. | |
Sone after that, doun in thy bed thee leye, | |
And sey, thow mayst no lenger up endure, | |
And ly right there, and byde thyn aventure. |
1520 | `Sey that thy fever is wont thee for to take |
The same tyme, and lasten til a-morwe; | |
And lat see now how wel thou canst it make, | |
For, pardee, sik is he that is in sorwe. | |
Go now, farwel! And, Venus here to borwe, | |
1525 | I hope, and thou this purpos holde ferme, |
Thy grace she shal fully ther conferme.' |
Quod Troilus, `Ywis, thou nedelees | |
Conseylest me, that sykliche I me feyne, | |
For I am sik in ernest, doutelees, | |
1530 | So that wel neigh I sterve for the peyne.' |
Quod Pandarus, `Thou shalt the bettre pleyne, | |
And hast the lasse need to countrefete; | |
For him men demen hoot that men seen swete. |
`Lo, holde thee at thy triste cloos, and I | |
1535 | Shal wel the deer unto thy bowe dryve.' |
Therwith he took his leve al softely, | |
And Troilus to paleys wente blyve. | |
So glad ne was he never in al his lyve; | |
And to Pandarus reed gan al assente, | |
1540 | And to Deiphebus hous at night he wente. |
What nedeth yow to tellen al the chere | |
That Deiphebus unto his brother made, | |
Or his accesse, or his siklych manere, | |
How men gan him with clothes for to lade, | |
1545 | Whan he was leyd, and how men wolde him glade? |
But al for nought; he held forth ay the wyse | |
That ye han herd Pandare er this devyse. |
But certeyn is, er Troilus him leyde, | |
Deiphebus had him prayed, over night, | |
1550 | To been a freend and helping to Criseyde. |
God woot, that he it grauntede anon-right, | |
To been hir fulle freend with al his might. | |
But swich a nede was to preye him thenne, | |
As for to bidde a wood man for to renne. |
1555 | The morwen com, and neighen gan the tyme |
Of meeltyd, that the faire quene Eleyne | |
Shoop hir to been, an houre after the pryme, | |
With Deiphebus, to whom she nolde feyne; | |
But as his suster, hoomly, sooth to seyne, | |
1560 | She com to diner in hir playn entente. |
But God and Pandare wiste al what this mente. |
Com eek Criseyde, al innocent of this, | |
Antigone, hir sister Tarbe also; | |
But flee we now prolixitee best is, | |
1565 | For love of God, and lat us faste go |
Right to the effect, withoute tales mo, | |
Why al this folk assembled in this place; | |
And lat us of hir saluinges pace. |
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