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confessio amantis-第92部分

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Of Avarice upon mi schrifte。
Mi Sone; I schal the branches schifte
Be ordre so as thei ben set;
On whom no good is wel beset。   4670
Blinde Avarice of his lignage
For conseil and for cousinage;
To be withholde ayein largesse;
Hath on; whos name is seid Skarsnesse;
The which is kepere of his hous;
And is so thurghout averous;
That he no good let out of honde;
Thogh god himself it wolde fonde;
Of yifte scholde he nothing have;
And if a man it wolde crave;    4680
He moste thanne faile nede;
Wher god himselve mai noght spede。
And thus Skarsnesse in every place
Be reson mai no thonk porchace;
And natheles in his degree
Above all othre most prive
With Avarice stant he this。
For he governeth that ther is
In ech astat of his office
After the reule of thilke vice;    4690
He takth; he kepth; he halt; he bint;
That lihtere is to fle the flint
Than gete of him in hard or neisshe
Only the value of a reysshe
Of good in helpinge of an other;
Noght thogh it were his oghne brother。
For in the cas of yifte and lone
Stant every man for him al one;
Him thenkth of his unkindeschipe
That him nedeth no felaschipe:  4700
Be so the bagge and he acorden;
Him reccheth noght what men recorden
Of him; or it be evel or good。
For al his trust is on his good;
So that al one he falleth ofte;
Whan he best weneth stonde alofte;
Als wel in love as other wise;
For love is evere of som reprise
To him that wole his love holde。
Forthi; mi Sone; as thou art holde;   4710
Touchende of this tell me thi schrifte:
Hast thou be scars or large of yifte
Unto thi love; whom thou servest?
For after that thou wel deservest
Of yifte; thou miht be the bet;
For that good holde I wel beset;
For why thou miht the betre fare;
Thanne is no wisdom forto spare。
For thus men sein; in every nede
He was wys that ferst made mede;   4720
For where as mede mai noght spede;
I not what helpeth other dede:
Fulofte he faileth of his game
That wol with ydel hand reclame
His hauk; as many a nyce doth。
Forthi; mi Sone; tell me soth
And sei the trouthe; if thou hast be
Unto thy love or skars or fre。
Mi fader; it hath stonde thus;
That if the tresor of Cresus    4730
And al the gold Octovien;
Forth with the richesse Yndien
Of Perles and of riche stones;
Were al togedre myn at ones;
I sette it at nomore acompte
Than wolde a bare straw amonte;
To yive it hire al in a day;
Be so that to that suete may
I myhte like or more or lesse。
And thus be cause of my scarsnesse    4740
Ye mai wel understonde and lieve
That I schal noght the worse achieve
The pourpos which is in my thoght。
Bot yit I yaf hir nevere noght;
Ne therto dorste a profre make;
For wel I wot sche wol noght take;
And yive wol sche noght also;
Sche is eschu of bothe tuo。
And this I trowe be the skile
Towardes me; for sche ne wile   4750
That I have eny cause of hope;
Noght also mochel as a drope。
Bot toward othre; as I mai se;
Sche takth and yifth in such degre;
That as be weie of frendlihiede
Sche can so kepe hir wommanhiede;
That every man spekth of hir wel。
Bot sche wole take of me no del;
And yit sche wot wel that I wolde
Yive and do bothe what I scholde   4760
To plesen hire in al my myht:
Be reson this wot every wyht;
For that mai be no weie asterte;
Ther sche is maister of the herte;
Sche mot be maister of the good。
For god wot wel that al my mod
And al min herte and al mi thoght
And al mi good; whil I have oght;
Als freliche as god hath it yive;
It schal ben hires; while I live;  4770
Riht as hir list hirself commande。
So that it nedeth no demande;
To axe of me if I be scars
To love; for as to tho pars
I wole ansuere and seie no。
Mi Sone; that is riht wel do。
For often times of scarsnesse
It hath be sen; that for the lesse
Is lost the more; as thou schalt hiere
A tale lich to this matiere。    4780
Skarsnesse and love acorden nevere;
For every thing is wel the levere;
Whan that a man hath boght it diere:
And forto speke in this matiere;
For sparinge of a litel cost
Fulofte time a man hath lost
The large cote for the hod。
What man that scars is of his good
And wol noght yive; he schal noght take:
With yifte a man mai undertake  4790
The hihe god to plese and queme;
With yifte a man the world mai deme;
For every creature bore;
If thou him yive; is glad therfore;
And every gladschipe; as I finde;
Is confort unto loves kinde
And causeth ofte a man to spede。
So was he wys that ferst yaf mede;
For mede kepeth love in house;
Bot wher the men ben coveitouse    4800
And sparen forto yive a part;
Thei knowe noght Cupides art:
For his fortune and his aprise
Desdeigneth alle coveitise
And hateth alle nygardie。
And forto loke of this partie;
A soth ensample; hou it is so;
I finde write of Babio;
Which hadde a love at his menage;
Ther was non fairere of hire age;  4810
And hihte Viola be name;
Which full of youthe and ful of game
Was of hirself; and large and fre;

Bot such an other chinche as he
Men wisten noght in al the lond;
And hadde affaited to his hond
His servant; the which Spodius
Was hote。 And in this wise thus
The worldes good of sufficance
Was had; bot likinge and plesance;    4820
Of that belongeth to richesse
Of love; stod in gret destresse;
So that this yonge lusty wyht
Of thing which fell to loves riht
Was evele served overal;
That sche was wo bego withal;
Til that Cupide and Venus eke
A medicine for the seke
Ordeigne wolden in this cas。
So as fortune thanne was;    4830
Of love upon the destine
It fell; riht as it scholde be;
A freissh; a fre; a frendly man
That noght of Avarice can;
Which Croceus be name hihte;
Toward this swete caste his sihte;
And ther sche was cam in presence。
Sche sih him large of his despence;
And amorous and glad of chiere;
So that hir liketh wel to hiere    4840
The goodly wordes whiche he seide;
And therupon of love he preide;
Of love was al that he mente;
To love and for sche scholde assente;
He yaf hire yiftes evere among。
Bot for men sein that mede is strong;
It was wel seene at thilke tyde;
For as it scholde of ryht betyde;
This Viola largesce hath take
And the nygard sche hath forsake:  4850
Of Babio sche wol no more;
For he was grucchende everemore;
Ther was with him non other fare
Bot forto prinche and forto spare;
Of worldes muk to gete encress。
So goth the wrecche loveles;
Bejaped for his Skarcete;
And he that large was and fre
And sette his herte to despende;
This Croceus; the bowe bende;   4860
Which Venus tok him forto holde;
And schotte als ofte as evere he wolde。
Lo; thus departeth love his lawe;
That what man wol noght be felawe
To yive and spende; as I thee telle;
He is noght worthi forto duelle
In loves court to be relieved。
Forthi; my Sone; if I be lieved;
Thou schalt be large of thi despence。
Mi fader; in mi conscience   4870
If ther be eny thing amis;
I wol amende it after this;
Toward mi love namely。
Mi Sone; wel and redely
Thou seist; so that wel paid withal
I am; and forthere if I schal
Unto thi schrifte specefie
Of Avarices progenie
What vice suieth after this;
Thou schalt have wonder hou it is;    4880
Among the folk in eny regne
That such a vice myhte regne;
Which is comu
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