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2220 The more the greuaunce is grete & to gref turnys. If we desyre no redresse of dedis before,

We may boldly vs byld with bostis out of Reason. Now, dere fader, in faithe of all my fre brether, 2224 Non is holdyn so highly the harme for to venge, Of my graunsers grefe so gretly as I:

ffor I am Eldest and heire after hym belyue, And the first of vs fyue, as falles by chaunce. 2228 So first will I found his fos for to greue,

And couet it by course, as comys in my hert,
With my body to by, and my byg strokes.
On right hond shall hom reue pe rest of þe

2232 That my graunser with greme gird vnto dethe,
And sloghe all our Sitesyns, & our sad pepull
Brittoned to bale dethe, and þere blode shed.
But faithful fader, & our fre kyng!

2236 I aske of you O thing, but angurs you noght, — Lettis mene to your mynde at pis mene tyme, And consider to oure cause with a clene wit;

Let oure gate be so gouernet, pat no grem folow, 2240 Ne no torfer betyde, ne no tene after.

Ouer lokes all lures to the last ende,

What wull falle of pe first furthe to pe middis;
Sue forthe to pe secund, serche it with in,

2244 And loke to pe last end, what lure may happyn.

Hit is no counsell to encline, ne to calle wise,
Ne not holsom, I hope, þat hedis to be first,
And for-sees not the fer end, what falle


2248 What proffet any prowes with a prowde entre,

To begyn any goode, on a ground febill,

And fortune it faile, and haue a fowle ende? Hit is wit for to wayue soche a wilde counsell, 2252 And put of a purpos, þat enpaire might,

Or þat wayueris in wer what shall worthe of;


Licker at þe last end in langore to bide,
And turne vnto torfer, pen any triet ioye.


2256 A blisfull begynnyng may boldly be said,
bat ffolow to pe fer end and hath a faire yssue.
ffull witty to wale & worshipfull Kyng!
I Say not this, sothely, to ses of your wille,
2260 Ne put you fro purpos, ne plainly for fere ;
But to wisshe you with wit, þat worship might

And eschew soche a chaunse pat cheuys to

Ye wetyn pis full wele, worshipfull fader! 2264 pat all Auffrike & Europe are vnder pere power,Sittyn to hom subiecte, & mony syde londes, bat fild are all full of fuerse men of Armys;Of Knightes full kene, & cant men of wille, 2268 And of comyns to count out of course mony,

ffull wise men of wer, and war of hor dedys. There are not in Asia, to Ame all the pepull, So fele fightyng folke be a fuerse nowmber, 2272 As the Grekes may gedur & get when hom likes. Hit semes more sertain, sothely, to me,


Book VI.

as more likely to turn to sorrow than to joy.

And to put vs fro pes payne for to thowle? 2284 Sothely your suster sittes vs not so harde,

'That only is a good beginning which hath a fair issue.'

You know full well O father! that all Africa and Europe, and many other lands, are under the power of the Greeks;

(fol. 37 b.)

Yff we wackon vp werre with weghes so fele, That are bigger in batell, boldest in Armys, 2276 Hit may negh vs with noy, but neuer to our ioye. grief, but never to

therefore if we waken up war with them, we may come to


Lakys to our lyving, and likyng we haue
Of pes & of prowes our prouyns aboute;

Of Riches full ryfe, of rest at our wille; 2280 ffull stithe of astate, & stondyng at ese.

Why couet we combraunse, or cachyng of harme, Why covet we
In enpayryng of our persons & pyllyng our

cumbrance or
catching of harm?

Book VI.

Indeed it seems unjust to put us all in peril for

one, who was long ago taken captive.

I carp not thus through

cowardice or


While we may, let us put off a purpose that can lead only to harm."

(fol. 38 a.)

I dread the loss of 2296 ffor lure and for losse of the londe hole;

the whole land,

and of yourself.

"Now, most faithful father! suffer me to speak.

Who shall be afraid, since we are prosperous, have abundance of everything?

'To chaunge for hir choisly the cheuyst of vs here;

Or all so myght Aunter to atter for euer.

To seke pis, in certayn, hit semys not euyn; 2288 And put vs all in perell for pyne for hir one,

bat long sythen was laght & out of lond broght, And mey be drepit with dethe in yeres a few; And all the 30meryng for yeten in yeres A lyte. 2292 Now hoope ye not, hynde fader, ne in hert thinke,

That I carpe thus for cowardys, & be course ferde,
Or for the sake of my selfe in sauyng alone;

But I doute it for destany, and drede at pe ende,


Bothe of soile & of Septor, soueraynly of you ;—
That we falle into forfet with our fre wille,

And chese vs a chaunse pat cheuys to noght.

2300 While we may stithly absteyne, & stond at our ese, Hit is leifull to leue syche lykynges in hele; And put of a purpos of a proude sute,

þat harmes at þe hynder ende & heuy to beire." 2304 When Ector hade answaret & endet his tale, He enclynet the Kyng & closit his mowthe.


Than parys aprochyt And put hym to say,
And come with his counsell declaret his wit.
"Now fader ful faithfull, and our fre Kyng!
Will you suffer your son to say at this tyme,
And tent to my tale, it turnys to the best?

I shall put you to purpos and plesauns at ende.

2312 Who might faithfully be ferde, or fortune to


Syne we are put in prosperite & pepull so fele,
And Riches so Rife, and Reames beside;

With a Cite full sure, and set for the werre ; 2316 With Armure, and all things abill to fight.


We might say this for certen, & suppose it in

Syn we are put in prosperite, and pepull so fele,
That any care or confusion shuld come to our


2320 Therfor, faithfull ffader, fclow your
Send furthe a soume All of sure knightes;
Let hom gird into Grise with a grym fare,
ffight with your foos, fonge of thaire goodes,
2324 That vs harmyt so highly, & our hede sloghe;
Our pepull to pyne, pild all our londe.

And yff it like your Aliegiaunce, þat I, your
lefe son,

Be sent from your seluon with sure men of


2328 An aioynet to pis Jorney with iuste men & sure; I am siker, for sothe, it shall vs wele like, Worship to wyn, and our wille haue.

ffor my goddis me grauntid, & of grace lent, 2332 The Grekes for to grefe, & of grem bryng; Confound of hor cuntres, kylle of hor pepull, And the lustist lady in hor lond wyn;


Bryng hur to pis burghe, & no bale suffer, 2336 That be chaunget by chaunse for your choise


And yf ye wilne for to witte how hit worthe

I shall telle you the trewthe how me tyde euyn;
And all the case how yt come know yf ye lyste.

Book VI.


Therefore, faith-
ful father, follow
your own will.
Send a band
of sure Knights
into Greece, and
let them work
their will on your

I shall rejoice to be sent on this journey;

for my gods have granted me gra e to vex the Greeks,

and to win the lustiest lady in their land.


while I was in a

"Hit is not meuyt of mynde ne mony day past, Not long ago, Syn I was leut in a londe, þat is lefe ynde, Your biddyng to obey, as my blithe ffader. In the season of somer, er the sun rose, 2344 As it come into canser, and be course Entred,

land called Inde, (fol. 38 b.)

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Book VI.

I went into the
wood on a Friday
to hunt with

my people.

Till midday we
found nothing:
but when even-
song was past,

I beheld a hart
feeding on a plain
all alone.

Fast from my

fellows I rode,
and soon left them
all behind.

On through the
wood I worked
till I came to a
dusky place and
lost the deer.

All weary I
became; and
seizing the reins,

Hit fell me on a fryday to fare vppon huntyng.
With myrthe in the mornyng & mony other

All went we to wod the wilde for to cacche;
2348 And laburt full long, laytyng Aboute.


Till mydday and more myght we not fynde,
ffor to wyn as for waithe in þat wode brode
Tyll hit entrid to euyn, & euynsong was past.
2352 Then it fell me by fortune, fer on a playne,
As I beheld þurgh a holte, a hert for to se,
pat pastured on a playn pertly hym one:
And I cast me be course to cum hym before.
2356 ffast fro my felowes & fuersly I rode,

Euper lede hade I lost, & left me behynde,
And swaruyt out swiftly, might no swayne folo.
So I wilt in the wod and the wilde holtis,

under the bright

2360 ffer fro my feres, and no freike herde,

Then I ceased and 2364 Than I sesit of my sute, & softly doun light,


Till I drogh to a derke, and the dere lost.
He prong into picke wodes, pester with in,
ffor thornes and tres I tynt hym belyue.

2368 And dropis as dew or a danke rayne.
All wery I wex and wyll of my gate,
And raght to my reyne, richet o lenght,
Bound vp my blonke to a bogh euyn ;

I bound my horse

to a bough

then stretched me 2372 And graithed me to grounde as me gode liked,

on the ground

In a shadow of shene tres & of shyre floures,

Beheld to my horse, þat hote was of Rennyng,
All swoty for swyme and his swift course,

That stremys from hym straght, & stert vppon
þe erthe,

Ouer hild for pe hete hengyng with leues.

My bow þat was bigge, & my bright qwyuer,

and placing my

bow and quiver

as a pillow, I soon 2376 Arowes and other geire atled I anon,

fell asleep.

Pight as a pyllow, put vnder my hede;

And sleghly on slepe I slypped be lyue.

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