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confessio amantis-第9部分
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Of hem that ben so derk withinne;
At Troie also if we beginne;
Ipocrisie it hath betraied:
For whan the Greks hadde al assaied; 1080
And founde that be no bataille
Ne be no Siege it myhte availe
The toun to winne thurgh prouesse;
This vice feigned of simplesce
Thurgh sleyhte of Calcas and of Crise
It wan be such a maner wise。
An Hors of Bras thei let do forge
Of such entaile; of such a forge;
That in this world was nevere man
That such an other werk began。 1090
The crafti werkman Epius
It made; and forto telle thus;
The Greks; that thoghten to beguile
The kyng of Troie; in thilke while
With Anthenor and with Enee;
That were bothe of the Cite
And of the conseil the wiseste;
The richeste and the myhtieste;
In prive place so thei trete
With fair beheste and yiftes grete 1100
Of gold; that thei hem have engined;
Togedre and whan thei be covined;
Thei feignen forto make a pes;
And under that yit natheles
Thei schopen the destruccioun
Bothe of the kyng and of the toun。
And thus the false pees was take
Of hem of Grece and undertake;
And therupon thei founde a weie;
Wher strengthe myhte noght aweie; 1110
That sleihte scholde helpe thanne;
And of an ynche a large spanne
Be colour of the pees thei made;
And tolden how thei weren glade
Of that thei stoden in acord;
And for it schal ben of record;
Unto the kyng the Gregois seiden;
Be weie of love and this thei preiden;
As thei that wolde his thonk deserve;
A Sacrifice unto Minerve; 1120
The pes to kepe in good entente;
Thei mosten offre er that thei wente。
The kyng conseiled in this cas
Be Anthenor and Eneas
Therto hath yoven his assent:
So was the pleine trowthe blent
Thurgh contrefet Ipocrisie
Of that thei scholden sacrifie。
The Greks under the holinesse
Anon with alle besinesse 1130
Here Hors of Bras let faire dihte;
Which was to sen a wonder sihte;
For it was trapped of himselve;
And hadde of smale whieles twelve;
Upon the whiche men ynowe
With craft toward the toun it drowe;
And goth glistrende ayein the Sunne。
Tho was ther joie ynowh begunne;
For Troie in gret devocioun
Cam also with processioun 1140
Ayein this noble Sacrifise
With gret honour; and in this wise
Unto the gates thei it broghte。
Bot of here entre whan thei soghte;
The gates weren al to smale;
And therupon was many a tale;
Bot for the worschipe of Minerve;
To whom thei comen forto serve;
Thei of the toun; whiche understode
That al this thing was do for goode; 1150
For pes; wherof that thei ben glade;
The gates that Neptunus made
A thousend wynter ther tofore;
Thei have anon tobroke and tore;
The stronge walles doun thei bete;
So that in to the large strete
This Hors with gret solempnite
Was broght withinne the Cite;
And offred with gret reverence;
Which was to Troie an evidence 1160
Of love and pes for everemo。
The Gregois token leve tho
With al the hole felaschipe;
And forth thei wenten into Schipe
And crossen seil and made hem yare;
Anon as thogh thei wolden fare:
Bot whan the blake wynter nyht
Withoute Mone or Sterre lyht
Bederked hath the water Stronde;
Al prively thei gon to londe 1170
Ful armed out of the navie。
Synon; which mad was here aspie
Withinne Troie; as was conspired;
Whan time was a tokne hath fired;
And thei with that here weie holden;
And comen in riht as thei wolden;
Ther as the gate was tobroke。
The pourpos was full take and spoke:
Er eny man may take kepe;
Whil that the Cite was aslepe; 1180
Thei slowen al that was withinne;
And token what thei myhten wynne
Of such good as was sufficant;
And brenden up the remenant。
And thus cam out the tricherie;
Which under fals Ypocrisie
Was hid; and thei that wende pees
Tho myhten finde no reles
Of thilke swerd which al devoureth。
Fulofte and thus the swete soureth; 1190
Whan it is knowe to the tast:
He spilleth many a word in wast
That schal with such a poeple trete;
For whan he weneth most beyete;
Thanne is he schape most to lese。
And riht so if a womman chese
Upon the wordes that sche hiereth
Som man; whan he most trewe appiereth;
Thanne is he forthest fro the trowthe:
Bot yit fulofte; and that is rowthe; 1200
Thei speden that ben most untrewe
And loven every day a newe;
Wherof the lief is after loth
And love hath cause to be wroth。
Bot what man that his lust desireth
Of love; and therupon conspireth
With wordes feigned to deceive;
He schal noght faile to receive
His peine; as it is ofte sene。
Forthi; my Sone; as I thee mene; 1210
It sit the wel to taken hiede
That thou eschuie of thi manhiede
Ipocrisie and his semblant;
That thou ne be noght deceivant;
To make a womman to believe
Thing which is noght in thi bilieve:
For in such feint Ipocrisie
Of love is al the tricherie;
Thurgh which love is deceived ofte;
For feigned semblant is so softe; 1220
Unethes love may be war。
Forthi; my Sone; as I wel dar;
I charge thee to fle that vice;
That many a womman hath mad nice;
Bot lok thou dele noght withal。
Iwiss; fader; nomor I schal。
Now; Sone; kep that thou hast swore:
For this that thou hast herd before
Is seid the ferste point of Pride:
And next upon that other side; 1230
To schryve and speken overthis
Touchende of Pride; yit ther is
The point seconde; I thee behote;
Which Inobedience is hote。
This vice of Inobedience
Ayein the reule of conscience
Al that is humble he desalloweth;
That he toward his god ne boweth
After the lawes of his heste。
Noght as a man bot as a beste; 1240
Which goth upon his lustes wilde;
So goth this proude vice unmylde;
That he desdeigneth alle lawe:
He not what is to be felawe;
And serve may he noght for pride;
So is he badde on every side;
And is that selve of whom men speke;
Which wol noght bowe er that he breke。
I not if love him myhte plie;
For elles forto justefie 1250
His herte; I not what mihte availe。
Forthi; my Sone; of such entaile
If that thin herte be disposed;
Tell out and let it noght be glosed:
For if that thou unbuxom be
To love; I not in what degree
Thou schalt thi goode world achieve。
Mi fader; ye schul wel believe;
The yonge whelp which is affaited
Hath noght his Maister betre awaited; 1260
To couche; whan he seith 〃Go lowe;〃
That I; anon as I may knowe
Mi ladi will; ne bowe more。
Bot other while I grucche sore
Of some thinges that sche doth;
Wherof that I woll telle soth:
For of tuo pointz I am bethoght;
That; thogh I wolde; I myhte noght
Obeie unto my ladi heste;
Bot I dar make this beheste; 1270
Save only of that ilke tuo
I am unbuxom of no mo。
Whan ben tho tuo? tell on; quod he。
Mi fader; this is on; that sche
Comandeth me my mowth to close;
And that I scholde hir noght oppose
In love; of which I ofte preche;
Bot plenerliche of such a speche
Forbere; and soffren hire in pes。
Bot that ne myhte I natheles 1280
For al this world obeie ywiss;
For whanne I am ther as sche is;
Though sche my tales noght alowe;
Ayein hir will yit mot I bowe;
To seche if that I myhte have grace:
Bot that thing may I noght enbrace
For ought that I can speke or do;
And yit fulofte I speke so;
That sche is wroth and seith; 〃Be stille。〃
If I that heste schal fulfille 1290
And therto ben obedient;
Thanne is my cause fully schent;
For specheles may noman spede。
So wot I noght what is to rede;
Bot certes I may noght obeie;
That I ne mot algate seie
Somwhat of that I wolde mene;
For evere it is aliche grene;
The grete love which I have;
Wherof I can noght bothe save 1300
My speche and this obedience:
And thus fulofte my silence
I breke; and is the ferste point
Wherof that I am out of point
In this; and yit it is no pride。
Now thanne upon that other side
To telle my desobeissance;
Ful sore it stant to my grevance
And may noght sinke into my wit;
For ofte time sche me bit 1310
To leven hire and chese a newe;
And seith; if I the sothe knewe
How ferr I stonde from hir grace;
I scholde love in other place。
Bot therof woll I desobeie;
For also wel sche myhte seie;
〃Go tak the Mone ther it sit;〃
As bringe that into my wit:
For ther was nevere rooted tre;
That stod so faste in his degre; 1320
That I ne stonde more faste
Upon hire love; and mai noght caste
Min herte awey; althogh I wolde。
For god wot; thogh I nevere scholde
Sen hir with yhe after this day;
Yit stant it so that I ne may
Hir love out of my brest remue。
This is a wonder retenue;
That malgre wher sche wole or non
Min herte is everemore in on; 1330
So that I can non other chese;
Bot whether that I winne or lese;
I moste hire loven til I deie;
And thus I breke as be that weie
Hire hestes and hir comandinges;
Bot trewliche in non othre thinges。
Forthi; my fader; what is more
Touchende to this ilke lore
I you beseche; after the forme
That ye pleinly me wolde enforme; 1340
So that I may myn herte reule
In loves cause after the reule。
Toward this vice of which we trete
Ther ben yit tweie of thilke estrete;
Here name is Murmur and Compleignte:
Ther can noman here chiere peinte;
To sette a glad semblant therinne;
For thogh fortune make hem wynne;
Yit grucchen thei; and if thei lese;
Ther is no weie forto chese; 1350
Wherof thei myhten stonde appesed。
So ben thei
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