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Enon lurkys to his loge, & laide hym to slepe. By the renke hade hym restid ryses the sun, Brightis all the burghe and the brode valis ; 816 Meuyt ouer the mounteyns men to beholde. Jason feynit with fare as he hade fast sleppit, And now rapis hym to ryse & rom from his bede. Jason collects his With Ercules and oper mo of his aune men,
820 He sues furth on pe soile to Chethes the kyng,
In company of kynges and oper clene burnes.
And spird at hym specially what his spede were.
He asks permission to
828 Yon worthy wethir to wyn, & your wille be."
"Sir I hade counsaill in pis case er I come here, 840 And ye shall boldly be blameles, pof me bale
goes to meet
THE COUNSELL OF CHETES TO JASON.
The Kyng pan full curtesly karpes agayne :
And me harme for to haue of thy hegh wille,
And put of pis purpos, for perille pat may folowe." but finding him
(fol. 15 b.)
Eetes advises Jason to abandon the enterprise :
þat I wilne of my wit & wilfull desyre.”
pan the kyng to pe knight carpes these wordes;— he grants him "ffrynd pou shall fully haue fauer to wend,
844 And ouer goddes pe graunt grace of þi hele.” He lowted the lege kyng, & his leue toke, Dressit hym for his dede, dose hym to goo.
In an yle þat was negh þe noble kynges sete, 848 This clene flese was inclosede all with clere water,
Euon a forlong perfro, & fully nomore.
Bowes euyn to pe banke & a bote fonde, 852 Entris with armur & all his other gere,
ffore to pe fer syde, noght aferd was:
856 pat Medea pe maiden myldly hym betaght, And past furth prudly his pray for to wyn. Mournyng the maiden made in hir thought,
Lest þe ffyre shuld hym fere of pe fuerse bestes, 860 þat was blasound of brunston with a brem lowe.
Sho went vp wightly by a walle syde
To the toppe of a toure, & tot ouer the water ffor to loke on hir luffe, longyng in hert. 864 So ferd was pat fre, & he faile shuld,
Sho brast out bright water at hir brode een.
And for 3enernes for-zete þat þe 3eme shuld;
hat I may see thee come sounde to pis sale enys,
When the knight was comyn into pe cliffe ferre, 876 He waites vmbe hym wightly, & was ware sone
Of pe orible oxin, vgsome to see,
bat fyre out fnast with a fuerse lowe,
HOW JASON WON THE FLEECE.
bat no buerne might abide but he brent were; 880 Hit gird from the grym with so gret hete.
His noble ymage at his necke for neghyng of fyre, roll, And his rolle pan he rede as he to reste toke; ffore evyn to be fight with po felle bestes. 888 So pe fuerse by-flamede all with fyre hote,
HOW JASON WAN THE FFLESE OF GOLDE.
The tokyn hym taght was of a tru maiden.
884 Bothe the face and pe fete, & all pe fore perte.
himself; sets the sacred image; and reads the
Hit stake vp the stith lippes as stiffe bounden,
spear are burnt.
pai brent vp his brode shilde & his bigge speire; His shield and And Jason for all po Japes hade nere his ioy lost, Hade his licour ben to laite, pat pe lede caght, 892 And caste it be course into the core hete:
hat abatede the breme hete, brent it no more. 896 All cold it became & the course helde,
Bothe of ymur & aire, after I-wise.
ffayne was the freike & fore to be hornes
Of pe balefull bestes, & hom aboute ladde; 900 hai were made als meke as maistur behouet,
And as bowande to pe bowes as any bestes might.
Pight hom into ploghe, pilde vp the vrthe, 904 Braid vp bygly all a brode ffeld:
He casts the liquor and the
lips of the
He leads them by
(fol. 16 b.)
And all the gayre of the ground pere pe gome
leuyt. Drow euyn to the dragon, dressit hym to fight, He attacks the And he gird him agayne with a grym noyse: 908 Mony slecynges vnslogh throughe hys slote yode. and noise.
fierce dragon, as
it rushes towards
As þe welkyn shold walt, a wonderfull noyse
With a sword he deals it some dreadful wounds,
then cuts off its head, and sows the teeth.
(fol. 17 a.)
They start up armed knights, who fight till
With a smorther & a smoke smult through his nase,
912 He rut out roidly with a rede hete,
hat all blasit the bent on a breme lowe;
And raght to his Ryng in a rad haste,
920 And with-droghe the deire of his dere attur ;
pis stone full of strenght, as þe story tellus,
924 Be it smethe owper smert, smaragden hit hat.
here is no derffe dragon, ne no du edder,
Ne no beste so bold with no bale atter,
May loke on pe light, but he his lyffe tyne. 928 his stone with his stremys stroyed all the venym, And drepit the dragon to the dethe negh. Jason grippede graithly to a grym sworde, Dange on the deuyll with a derffe wille, 932 Tyll the stremys of stynke & of stythe venum
Past out in the place pyne to be-holde.
He laid on pat loodly, lettyd he noght,
With dynttes full dregh, till he to dethe paste, 936 And he Enfecte the firmament with his felle
Jason of his iorney was ioyfull ynoghe,
Vnioynis the Jamnys put iuste were to-gedur: 940 Gyrd out the grete tethe, grippet hom sone, Sew hom in the soile or he sesse wold.
Stythe knightes and stoure stert vp agayne,
JASON RETURNS TO ÆETES.
944 Delt dynttes full derffe, geuyn depe woundes.
948 Dede ys the dragon and the derffe knightes,
By the crafte so coynt þat hym kend were, 952 He glydis forthe gladly to the golde fflese, Wynnes to the wethir, wroght hym to dethe, fflypit of the fflese ffoldet it somyn;
Thonkes gretly his goddis put hym grace lent 956 The flese for to fonge and no fay worthe. Jason was ioly, hade Juels ynogh,
Busket to the bank and the bote tok,
960 þere he found all his feris fayne of his werke ;
bat fayne were to fonge pat freike vppon lyue.
964 Soghten euen to the Sete of Chetes pe kyng.
they destroy each other.
All the dangers are overcome and Jason obtains the golden fleece.
Jason joins his companions, and they all return to Eetes,
And he as wee full of worship welcomed hom all who pretends to
With a faynyng fare vnder faire chere;
Hade no deynté of the dede but dere at his hert, 968 Ne of ryches so Riall pat the Renke hade:
He assignet hym a sete by hym-selfe euyen.
Medea the mayden with a mylde chere,
Ho prayet hym priuely all with pert wordes,
(fol. 17 b.) Medea rejoices that Jason has returned in safety.