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THE ARGONAUTS AT COLCHIS.
All around might be heard the murmur of streams and the songs of birds.
As Jason and his coinpany are on their way to the palace,
the people wondering ask them whence an I why they have come.
With a swonghe and a swetnes sweppit on þe
And all fowles in ffether fell þere vppon,
Small briddes aboue in þe bright leuys
The noise was full noble of notes to here, 348 Thurgh myrth & melody made vppon lofte.
To this souerayne Citie pat yet was olofte,
Steppit vp to a streite streght on his gate.
Haden wonder of the weghes, & wilfulde desyre
hat were so rially arait & a rowte gay.
So zonge and so yepe, zynerug of wille,
Of what cuntre pai come & the cause why. 360 Was no wegh þat A word warpid hom too,
But sewid furthe to the sale of Chethes the kyng :
The Kyng of his curtessy Kayres hom vnto, 364 Silet furthe of his Citie seriaunttes hym with,
Mony stalworth in stoure as his astate wold ;
With hailsyng of hed bare, haspyng in armys, 368 And led hom furthe lyuely into a large halle,
Gaid vp by a grese all of gray marbill,
bat proudly was painted with pure gold ouer, 372 And þan sylen to sitte vppon silke wedis,
Hadyn wyn for to wale & wordes ynow.
King Æetes welcomes them to his palace.
(MS. has“ chese.";
Then Jason to pe Just King (Joyuely) can say
(MS has "Joyut
Jason tells the purpose of his
(fol. 8 a.) journey,
and etes grants his wish.
Dainties and wine are served in the hall, and
All the cause of his come to Calcos was þan : 376 for the flammond fles þat fele had desyrid,
He hade wille for to wyn & away lede,
After custome to kepe as the Kyng set,
Has grauntid godely þat he go shuld,
Be pan burdes were bred in the brade halle,
With all deintes on dese þut were dere holden ;
for to wete wantid pai none,
Bede his doughter come downe & his dere heire,
This maiden full mylde, Medea was callidl,
With loutyng full low to hir lefe fadir.
Hym chefet thurghe chaunse childer no mo; 396 And she at hond for to haue husband for age,
Byg ynoghe vnto bed with a bold knight.
And kyndly hade conyng in the clene artis : 400 Dere was no filisofers so fyn found in þut lond,
Might approche to prt precious apoint of her wit.
Merlea, daughter of Aetes, joins the company : her age, skill, &c.
THE CRAFTE OF MEDEA.
Through necromancy she had power over all things: thus Fame declared,
Of nygramansi ynogh to note when she liket,
And all the fetes full faire in a few yeres.
Gret showres to shede & shynyng agayne,
And the light make les as hir lefe thought;
(fol. 8 b.)
THE CRAFT OF MEDEA.
and Ovid sung;
frail woman, and
To clere Sune into Clippis & the cloudes dym;
filodes with forse flow agayne the hilles ; 412 Bowes for to beire in the bare winttur,
ffor to florisshe faire & pe frute bryng;
And the course agayne calle into clere youthe. 416 All thies Japes ho enioynit as Gentils beleued,
All thies maistres & mo she made in hir tyme,
hut such power is 420 Hit lelly not like, ne oure belefe askys, impossible in a
bat suche ferlies shuld fall in a frale woman ; belongs only to But only gouernaunse of God þat þe ground
As he formed hom first flitton þai neuer ;
was never eclipsed
when Christ died 428 Than it lost hade the light as our lord wold,
" for our care." Erthe dymmed by dene, ded men Roose, The gret tempull top terned to ground.
This Medea the maiden, þat I mynt first, 432 þat gay was in garmentes & of good chere,
And als wemen haue wille in þere wilde youthe,
With pelur and pall & mony proude rynges,
Medea richly As be comaundement in courtte of hir kynd fader. dressed sits
beside Jason, Hit is wonder of the wit of this wise kyng,
as the king 440 Wold assent to þat sytting þat hym sewet after,
And his doughter to dresse in daunger of loue,
(fol. 9 a.)
444 And so likrus of loue in likyng of yowthe,
his vnwarnes of wit wrixlis hys mynd.
And Mars the mighty þat þu mykill trist?
THE SODEN HOTE LOUE OF MEDEA.
When Meder is Bet between her father and Jason she blushes for shame. With fear and longing she glances at each, till,
quite overcome with love, she can neither eat nor drink.
When this mylde in hir maner was at þe meite
set Betwene hir fader and þe freke, þat I first ment,
Hir shire fface all for shame shot into rede,
Hir Ene as a trendull turned full rounde,
And sethyn on þat semely with a sad wille;
And she light on þat lede with a loue egh ;
And his lookes full louely lemond as gold,
The sight of þat semely sanke in bir herte,
Soche likyng of loue lappit hir with in,
euyn full was þat fre and no fode touchet
But hir semblaund so sad was semond to hom.
“I wold yonder worthy weddit me hade,
(fol. 9 b.)
But she keeps it close in her heart, and speaks thus with herself:
“I would yon worthy had wed me! At board and bed I were blessed.
MEDEA IN LOVE WITH JASON.
So hardy, so hynd in hall for to se,
Well were that woman might weld hym for euer."
As maner is of maydons pat maynot for shame, 480 ffor to languysshe in loue till þere lere chaunge :
Shentyng for shame to shew furth pere ernd,
Mony burdys bene broght to paire bare dethe, 484 Dat wondyn for wonderfful þaire wille for to
Medea retires to
her own chamber, 488 Be leue of þe lordes and pe ledys all.
The Knightes at the Kyng cachyn þere leue,
and in a longing
of love seeks to Wox pale for pyne in hir priuy chamber, compass her In a longyng of loue as the lowe hote,
With a Sykyng vnsounde, þat souet to hir hert; 496 She compast kenly in hir clene wit
ffor to bring it aboute & hir bale voide.
With weping and wo all the woke ouer, 500 Till it fell hir by fortune, as I fynd here,
On a day, as the Dukes were ouer des set, One day, as the
Æetes bids her Chethes for þat semly sent into chamber,
come and sit by
the knights to 504 Bade his doughter come doune to hir dere fader : solace them.
And sho obeit his bone, & of boure come
Dukes and the