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JASON RETURNS TO ÆETES.
944 Delt dynttes full derffe, geuyn depe woundes. These balefull brether batell so longe,
Till none left was alyue ne o lofte stode.
Now thies charmys & enchauntementtes are
948 Dede ys the dragon and the derffe knightes,
Wynnes to the wethir, wroght hym to dethe,
Thonkes gretly his goddis þat 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,
Stird ouer the streame streght to be lond,
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
Hade no deynté of the dede but dere at his hert,
968 Ne of ryches so Riall þat the Renke hade:
The flammyng of pe flese was ferly to see,
972 Geter of his good and a god holdyn.
Medea the mayden with a mylde chere,
Was Joyfull of Jason, Aioynit hym to,
(fol. 17 b.) Medea rejoices
that Jason has returned in
Kyst hym full curtesly, and of his come fayne. safety.
976 By þat semly he sate as hir syre bade,
Ho prayet hym priuely all with pert wordes,
To bow to hir bede boldly at euyn;
Jason proposes to
pleads for delay.
They steal away by night.
Hercules cherish vindictive feelings towards Laomedon, son
of Ilus, king of Troy.
(fol. 18 a.)
And he hir graunted pat gate with a good wille.
He bowes to hir bed þere he ben hade,
In Solas on soche wise as hom-selfe thoght,
But Medea mouet hym a moneth to lenge. ben leuyt þai the lond and no leue toke, 988 Stale from þe styth kyng styllé by night;
With pe maiden Medea & myche oper goodes,
996 Jason of his Jorney was ioyfull ynoghe,
1000 But a Sourdyng with sourgrem sanke in his hert,
pai comynd in the case, cast hom perfore,
1004 Comyn euyn to the kyng & pe cause tolde
Of dyshoner he did and his derfe wordes,
bat the grettyst of Grise gremyt þerat;
1008 As I shall telle you the treuthe truly hereaftur.
Here begynneth be ffourth boke.
All charge of þis chaunse, chefe how it will,
He sped hym vnto spart, sparit he noght, 1012 þat a cuntre is cald of pe coste of Rome. Tow brether full bold abidyng per-in,
Bothe kynges of pe kythe, Caster was one,
1016 As poyetis han put, plainly po two
Were getyn by a gode on a grete lady,
To these kynges he come & his cause tolde,
1024 pen he lacches his leue and pai lordes ponkit,
bat gouernet was in gryse by a gome noble,-
1028 þat was kyng in the coste & pe coron hade,-
Hercules determines to make war with Troy, and seeks the assistance of Castor and Pollux.
(Helena, sister of Pollux.)
He goes to
Thessaly, and to
The fleets of the
allies of Hercules
1032 With mony bold men in batell and biggest in
To Pelleus pertly pen past he agayne,
1036 pen to Philon þe freike ferkit in haste,
To a Duke þat was derffe & doughti of honde,
þat hade louyt hym of long, & his lefe frynde; 1040 He hight hym full hertely þat he haue sholde ffertheryng to his fight with a fre wille.
ben leues pe lede & of lond paste
To Pelleus pristly, pat puruiaunce hade made 1044 Of twenty shippes full shene, shot on pe depe, All redy to the Roode of pe roghe ythes,
With mony barons full bold & buernes per-in. þen comyn thies kynges fro per kyth evyn,
meet at Thessaly; 1048 Saylyng full sound with seasonable wyndes;
and at the
season of the
year when the
sun enters Aries,
they set sail for Troy.
(fol. 19 a.)
At Tessaile full tyte turnyt into havyn,
ffor to fare to pere ffoos with a ffryke wille.
pus it tyd as I telle pe tyme of þe yere,
1052 pe sun in his sercle was set vppon high,
And euyn like of a lenght þe light & pe derke.
1056 Wynter away, watris were calme;
Stormes were still, þe sternes full clere,
Bowes in bright holtes buriont full faire;
1064 At Mid Aprille, the mone when myrthes begyn, The season full softe of pe salt water,
And the bremnes abated of the brode ythes,
Thies kynges, with knightes in companies grete, 1068 Past fro port, pulled vp pere sailes,
Were borne to pe brode se & the banke leuyt; Sailed fourthe soberly with seasonable windes Till pai comen [to] the cost, as pe course felle, 1072 Of the terage of Troy & turnyt into hauyn,
bat sothly was said Segeas to nome.
By thies rialles aryven were, to rest was pe
And neghed to be night, noy was þe more:
And lay so on lone the long night ouer.
Wen the derke was done & the day sprange,
1080 And lightid o lofte ledis to beholde,
At sunset they arrive at Sigeum, and lie at anchor till morning.
The Grekys in hor geyre graithid hom to banke, The Greeks land,
pitch their tents,
and set guards before Laomedon
The kyng had no knawlache, pat the kith aght, is aware of their
1084 Of the folke so furse pat hym affray wold,
ffor-pi vnkeppit were pe costes all þe kythe ouer.
bai hailit vp horses & hernes of maile,
Armur and all thinge euyn as hom liked:
1088 Tild vp þere tentis tomly and faire,
Skairen out skoute-wacche for skeltyng of harme,
Er the sun vp soght with his softe beames,
1096 When the peopull were pesit he proffert þes
a council of war to meet in his tent.
Sais, "Ye noblist of nome pat neuer man The counsel of
The worde of your werkes & your wight dedis,
And the prise of your prowes passes o fer!