Dd · Cambridge, Cambridge University Library MS Dd.4.24
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[For] though a wydewe / had nouȝt a shoo
So plesant was his / In principio
Ȝet wold he haue / a ferthyng or he went
His pᵘurchas was wel betir / than his rent
And rage he coude / as it had be a whelp
In louedayes / there coude he meche help
For there he was / nat lyke a Cloisterere
[wᵗith a thr]edbare Cope / as is a pore scolere
But he was like a Maist̉er / or a Pope
Of double worstede / was his semy Cope
Rounde / as any belle / ouȝt of the presse
Somwhat he lisped / for his wantounesse
To make his englyssh / swete on his tonge
And in his harpyng / whan that he songe
Hys eyen twynkeled / in his hede a right
As don the sterres / in a frosty nyght
This worthy lymytoᵘur / was cleped Huberd
A Marchᵃunt þere was / wᵗith a forked berd
A Marchᵃunt
In motlee / and heye on hors he satte
And on his heued / a flaundryssh beủer hatte
His botes clasped / faire and fetisly
His resons he spak / ful solempnely
Sownyng alwey / the encres of his wynnyng
He wold þe see were kepte / for any thyng
By twene Midelburgh / and Orewelle
Wel coude he / in eschaunges / sheldes selle
This worthy man / ful wel / his wyt bysette
There wyst no wyght / that he was in dette
So stedefastly dede he / of his goủernance
Wᵗith his bargeyns / and wᵗith his cheuysance
For sothe he was / a worthy man wᵗith alle
But sothe to seyn / I ne wot how men hīm calle
A Clerk ther was / of Oxenford also
¶ A Clerk
That vnto logyk / had longe I go
And lene was his hors / as it were a rake
And he was nouȝt right fat / I vndertake
But loked holwe / and ther to soberly
Ful thredbare was his oủerest Courteby
For he had ȝet / geten hīm no benefice
Ne was nouȝt wordly / to haue an Office
For hīm was leủer / haue / at his beddis hede
Twenty bokes clad / in blak and in rede
Of Aristotle / and his philosophie
Than riche robes / or fethil or sautrie
But al be it though / he were a Philosophre
Ȝet had he but litel / gold in his coffre
But al þat he / from his frendis hent
On bokes and on lernyng / he it spent/
And bisily gan / for the soules pray
Of hem / þᵗat ȝaf hīm / wherwith to scoley
Of stody tok he / most cure and hede
Nouȝt a word spak he / more than was nede
And þᵗat was seide / in foᵘurme and reủerence
And short and quyk / ⁊and ful of heigh sentence
Sownyng in moral v̉ertue / was his speche
And gladly wold he lerne / and gladly teche
A Sergeaıı̄unt of lawe / there was / war ⁊and wys
¶ A Sergeant of lawe
That ful often had ben / at Pardys
That was ful riche / of excellence
Discrete he was / and of gret reủerence
He semed swich / his wordes were so wyse
Justice had he be / ful often in assise
Bothe by patent / and pleyn comissioıı̄un
For his science / and his heigh renoıı̄un
Of fees and robes / had he many on
So grete a purchasoᵘur / was nowher non
Al was fee simple / to hīm in effect
His pᵘurchasyng / myght nat ben / in suspect
Nowher so besy a man . as he there nas
And ȝet he semed / besiere than he was
In termes had he cas / and domes alle
That fro þe tyme / of kyng will / weren falle
Ther to he coude endyte / and make a thyng
Ther coude no man pynche / at his writyng
And eủery statut / coude he / pleynly by rote
He rod but homely / in a Medlee Cote
Girt wiᵗth a seynt of silk / wiᵗth barres smale
Of his array / telle I / no lengere tale
Affrankeleyn þ̉ere was / in this compaignye
¶ A ffrankeleyn
Whyt was his berd / as is the daysye
Of his complexion / he was sangweyn
Wel loued he by the morwe / a soppe in vyn
To lyue in delyt / was eủere his wōmne
For he was Epioᵘurs / owen sone
That held opynyon̄ / that pleyn delit
Was verray / felicite parfyt
An housholdere / and þᵗat a gret was he
The grettest / of al his contre
His brede his ale / was alwey after one
A betir wyned man / was nowher none
Wᵗith oute bake mete / was neủere his hous
Of fyssh and flesch / and þᵗat so plenteuous
It sewed in his hous / of mete and drynke
Of alle deyntes / þᵗat eny man coude thynke
After the sondry sesons / of the ȝere
So chaunged he his mete / ⁊and his sopere
Ful many a fat ꝑpartrich / had he in mue
And many a breme / ⁊and many a luce in stue
Wo was his coke / but if his sauce were
Poynaunt and sharp̄ / and redy al his gere
His table durmaıı̄unt / in his hall alwey
Stod redy coủered / al the long day
At the sessiones / there was he lord and sire
Ful often tyme / he was knyght of the shire
And an Anlaas / and a Gipciere al of silk
Heng at his girdil / as whyt as morwe mylk
A sherewe had he be / and a Countoᵘur
Was nowher swich / a worthy vauasoᵘur
An haberdassher / and a Carpenter
¶ An Haberdassher
A webbere a dighẻre / and a tapicer
¶ A Carpenter
And they were clothed / alle in oo lyủere
¶ A Webbere
Of a solempne / and gret fraternite
¶ A Dighe
Ful fressh and newe / her gere pyked was
¶ A Tapicer
Here knywes were nouȝt / chaped wᵗith bras
But al wᵗith siluer / wrouȝt ful clene and wele
Here Girdeles / and here pouches / eủerydele
Wel semed ich of hem / a fair Burgeys
To sitte in the ȝildehalle / vp on þe heye deys
Eủerych for the wysdom / that he can
Was shaply to be / an Alderman
For catel hadden they I nough and rent
And eke here wyues / wold it wel assent /
And ellis serteyn / they weren to blame
It is ful feyr / to be cleped Madame
And go to the vigiles / al byfore
And haue a Mantel / rially bore
A Coke they had / wᵗith hem for þe nones
A Coke
To boyle the Chikenys / wᵗith the Maribones
And pouder M̉erchaunt / tart / and Galyngale
Wel coude he knowe / a draught of london̄ ale
He coude / roste / sethe / boille / and frye
Make Mortrewes / and wel bake a pye
But gret harm was it / as thouȝt me
That on his shyne / a mormal had he
And blanchemangere / mad he wᵗith the best
A Shipman there was / þᵗat woned fer by west
¶ A Shipman
For ought þᵗat I wot / he was of Dertemouthe
He rod vp on a Rouncy / as wel as he coude
In a gowne of faldyng / vn to the knee
A daggere hangyng / on a lace had he
A boute his nekke / vndir his arme a doun
The hote somer / had mad his hew al broun
And serteynly / he was a good felawe
Ful many a draught / of wyn / had he drawe
Fro Burdeusward / whiles the chapmen slepe
Of nyce conscience / toke he no kepe
If þᵗat he faught / and had the heyer hand
Be water he sent it home / fro eủery lond
But to reken wel / of his craft the tydes
The stremes and the strandes hym beside is
His herberwe / his mone / and his lodes manage
There was non swich / from hulle in to cartage
Hardy he was / and wys / I vndertake
Wᵗith many a tempest / he had his berd shake
He knew alle the hauenes / as they were
Fro Gutlond / to the Cape de fenistre
And eủery Cryke / fro Bretaigne in to Spayne
His Barge was called / the Magdaleyne
With vs there was / a Doctoᵘur of Phisik
A Doctour of
phisyk
phisyk
In al þis world / was non hīm lyk
To speke of Phesik / and of surgerie
For he was gᵒrounded / in Astronomye
He kept his pacience / a ful gret dele
In houres by his / magyk / naturele
Wel coude he fortunen / the accident
Of hise ymages / for be his pacient
He knew the cause / of eủery maladye
Wheiþ̉er it were cold / hote / moist / or drye
And wher of it engendered / and of what humoᵘur
He was a verray ꝑparfyt/ practisour
The cause he knew / and of his harm the rote
A non he ȝaf / the syke man his bote
Ful redy had he / alle hise appoticaries
To sende him dragges / and his lettuaries
For eche of hēm / mad other for to wynne
Her ffrenshipe / was nat newe / to bygynne
Wel knew he / the old Esculapius
And deiscorides / and eke Rusus
Olde ypocras / and Galyen
Serapyoıı̄un / Raȝis / and Auyȝen
Auuerrois / Dasmacien / and Costantyn
Bernard / Gatisden̄ / and Gilbertyn
Of his diete / mesurable was he
For he was / of no suꝑperfluite
But of gret norisshyng / and digestible
his stody was but litel / in the bible
In Sangweyn / and in pers / clad wᵗith alle
Lyned wᵗith taffata / and sendalle
And ȝet he was but esy of dispence
For he kept þᵗat he wan / in the pestilence
For gold in phisyk / is a ccordiall
Therfore he loued gold / in especiall.
A good wyf þ̉ere was / of beside bathe
¶ the Wyf of Bathe
But she was somdel def / ⁊and þᵗat was skathe
Of cloth makyng / she had swich an haunt
That she passed hem / of ypris ⁊and of gaunt
In all the ꝑparyssh / wyf was there non
That to offryng / a forn̄ hire shuld gon
And if there dide / serteyn so wroth was she
That she was oute / of al charite
Hire kerches / were of fyn ground
I durst swere / they weyed doun a pound
That on the Sonday / were vp on hire hede
Hire hosen were / of fyn skarlet rede
Ful streite teyed / and shoon moist ⁊and newe
Bold was hire face / and feir ⁊and rede of hewe
She was a worthy wōmman / al hire lyue
Housbondes at þe chirche dore / had she had fyue
Wᵗith outen other companye / in hire ȝouthe
But ther of nedeth nat / to speke of nouthe
And thries had she ben / at Ierusalem
She had passed / many a straunge strem
At Rome had she be / and at Boloyne
In Galice at Seynt Iameȝ / and at Coloyne
She coude meche / of wandryng by the weye
Gat tothed was she / sothly to seye
Vp on an aumblere / esily she sat
Wel I wympled / and on hire hed an hat
As brod as is / a bokeler or a targe
A fote mantel / aboute hire hepes large
And on hire fete / a peire of spores sharpe
In felashippe / coude she / laughe ⁊and carpe
The remedies of loue / she coude ꝑper chaunce
For of þat art / she knew þe olde daunce
A Good man þþere was / of religion
¶ A ꝐPerson̄
That was a b Person̄ / of a a pore toun
But riche he was / of holy thouȝt and werke
He was also / a lerned man / a clerke
That cristes gospel / trewely wold preche
His ꝑparisshyns deuoutly / wold he teche
Benygne he was / and wonder diligent
And in adủersite / ful abidyng / and pacient
For which he was preued / often sithes
Ful lothe were hīm to curse / for hise tithes
But rather wold he ȝeuen / wᵗith oute doute
Vn to his pore parisshyns / a boute
Of his offryng / and eke of his substance
he coude in litil / thyng / haue suffisance
Wyde was his ꝑparissh / and houses fer a sonder
But he left nouȝt / for reyn ne for thonder
In sekenesse and in myschef / to visite
The ferthest / in his ꝑparissh / moche and lite
Vp on his feet / and in his hond a staf
This noble ensaumple / to his shepe he ȝaf
That first he wrouȝt / and afterward he taught
Ouȝt of þe gospel / he tho wordes caught
And this figᵘure / he added eke ther to
That if gold rust / what shuld Iren do
For if a preest be foul / on whom we trust
no wonder is / a lewed man to rust
And shame it is / if a preest take kepe
To se a sheton shepherde / ⁊and a clene shepe
And spak of mirthe / a mong other thynges
Whan þᵗat he had mad / oure rekenynges
And seide / lo lordyngges trewely
Ȝe ben to me / right welcome hertily
For be my treuthe / if that I shal nat lye
I sey nat þis ȝere / so merie a companye
At ones / in this herberwe / as is nowe
Fayn wold I do ȝow myrthe / ⁊and I wist howe
And of a mirthe / I am ryght now be þouȝt
To don ȝow ease / and it shal cost nouȝt
¶ Ȝe gon to Caunterbury / god ȝow spede
That blisful martir / quyte ȝow ȝoure mede
And wel I wot / as ȝe gon by the weye
ȝe shapen ȝow to talken / and to pleye
For trewely / comfort ne mirthe is non
To ride by the weye / as dom as it were a ston
And þ̉erfore wyl I / maken ȝow disport
As I seide erst / and do ȝow som comfort
And if ȝow like / alle be one assent
To stonden / at my Iuggement
And for to werken / as I shal ȝow sey
To-morwe / whan ȝe riden by the wey
Now be my faders soule / þat is dede
But ȝe be merie / I wyl ȝeue ȝow myn hede
Holde vp ȝoure hondes / wᵗith oute more speche
Oure counseil was nouȝt / longe for to seche
Vs þouȝt it was nat worthy / to make it nyce
And gᵃraunted hīm / wᵗith oute more a vyse
And bad hīm sey / his verdyt as hīm lest
¶ Lordyngges quod he / now herkeneth for the best
But take it nouȝht / I prey ȝow in disdeyn
This is þe poynt / to speke it short ⁊and pleyn
That eche of ȝow / to short with ȝoure weye
In this viage / shall telle tales tweye
To Caunterburyward / I mene it so
And homward / he shal telle othere two
Of auentures / that whilom / han byfalle
And which of ȝow / bereth hīm best of alle
That is to seyn / that telleth in þis cas
Tales / of most sentence and solas
Shal haue a soper / at our alder cost
Here in this place / sittyng by this post
Whan þᵗat we comen a geyn / fro Caunterbury
And for to make ȝow / the more mery
I wyl my self goodly / with ȝow ryde
Right at myn owen cost / and be ȝoure guyde
And who so wyl / my Iuggement with sey
shal paie al that we spende / by the wey
And if ȝe wouchesaue / þat it be so
Telle me a non / wᵗith oute wordes mo
And I wyl erly / shape me therfore
This þing was gᵃraunted / and oure othes swore
With ful glad hert / and prayed hīm also
That he wold vouchesaue / so to do
And that he wolde be / oure goủernour
And of our tales / Iugge / and reportour
And sette a soper / at a certein prise
And we wyl reuled be / at his deuyse
In heygh ⁊and lowe / and thus by one assent
we be acorded / to his Iuggement /
And ther vp on / the wyn was fet anon̄
we dronkyn ⁊and to rest / wenten ichon̄
with outen eny lengere / tariyng
¶ A morwe / whan þe day gan spryng
Vp ros oure Ost / and was oure aller Cok
And gadered vs to gedir / on a flok
And forth we redyn / a litel pas
vn to the wat̉eryng / of seynt Thomas
And there oure Ost / bygan his hors arest
And seide lordes / herkeneth if ȝow list
Ȝe wete oure forward / if ȝe it record
If euesong / and morwesong accord
late se now / who shall telle þe first tale
As eủere mote I drynke / wyn or ale
Who so be rebel / to my Iuggement
Shal paie for al þᵗat is / by the weye I spent
Now draweth cutte / er we ferthere twynne
For he þᵗat hath the shortest / shal begynne
¶ . Sire Knyght qd he / my maister ⁊and my lord
Now draweth Cutte / for this is myn accord
Cometh nere quod he / my lady Prioresse
And ȝe sire clerk / late be ȝoure shamefastnesse
Ne studieth nought / ley hand to eủery man
A non to drawe / eủery wyght bygan
And shortly to telle / as it was
were it by auenture / or sort / or cas
The soth is this / the kut fel on the knyght
Of which ful glad / was eủery wyght
And telle he must his tale / as it was reson̄
By forward / and by composicion̄
As ȝe han herd / what nedeth wordes mo
And whan þis good man / saugh þᵗat it was so
As he þat wys was / and obedient
To kepe his forward / by his free assent
And seide / sithe / I shal begynne þe game
welcome be the cutte / in goddes name
Now late vs ride / and herkeneth what I sey
And wᵗith þat word / we redyn forth oure wey
And he bygan / wᵗith right a mery chere
This tale a non / and seide on þis manere
¶ Iamque domos patrias scithice post asꝑpera gentis / prelia laurigero ⁊c̄etc.
¶ Heere bigynneth / the Knyghtes tales ~
Whilom there was / as olde stories tellen vs
A Duke / a worthy man that hight Theseus
Of Athenes / he was lord and goủernour
And in his tyme / swiche a conquerour
That grett̉ere was ther non / vnder the sonne
Ful many a riche contre / had he wonne
What with his wysdom / and Chyualrie
He conquered al the regne / of femenye
That whilom cleped was / Scithia
And wedded the fressh quene / ypolita
And brouȝt hire hom wᵗith hīm / to his contre
Wᵗith meche glorie / and grete solempnyte
And eke hire ȝonge suster / Emelye
And thus with blisse / ⁊and wᵗith victorie
Lete I this noble Duke / to Athenes ride
And al his Ost / in armes / by his side
And certes if it ne were / to longe to here
I wold haue told fully / the manere
How wōnne was the regne / of ffemonye