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That he can no good dede aquite:
So mai he stonde of no merite
Towardes god; and ek also
Men clepen him the worldes fo;  5490
For he nomore than the fend
Unto non other man is frend;
Bot al toward himself al one。
Forthi; mi Sone; in thi persone
This vice above all othre fle。
Mi fader; as ye techen me;
I thenke don in this matiere。
Bot over this nou wolde I hiere;
Wherof I schal me schryve more。
Mi goode Sone; and for thi lore;   5500
After the reule of coveitise
I schal the proprete devise
Of every vice by and by。
Nou herkne and be wel war therby。
In the lignage of Avarice;
Mi Sone; yit ther is a vice;
His rihte name it is Ravine;
Which hath a route of his covine。
Ravine among the maistres duelleth;
And with his servantz; as men telleth;   5510
Extorcion is nou withholde:
Ravine of othre mennes folde
Makth his larder and paieth noght;
For wher as evere it mai be soght;
In his hous ther schal nothing lacke;
And that fulofte abyth the packe
Of povere men that duelle aboute。
Thus stant the comun poeple in doute;
Which can do non amendement;
For whanne him faileth paiement;   5520
Ravine makth non other skile;
Bot takth be strengthe what he wile。
So ben ther in the same wise
Lovers; as I thee schal devise;
That whan noght elles mai availe;
Anon with strengthe thei assaile
And gete of love the sesine;
Whan thei se time; be Ravine。
Forthi; mi Sone; schrif thee hier;
If thou hast ben a Raviner   5530
Of love。 Certes; fader; no:
For I mi ladi love so;
That thogh I were as was Pompeie;
That al the world me wolde obeie;
Or elles such as Alisandre;
I wolde noght do such a sklaundre;
It is no good man; which so doth。
In good feith; Sone; thou seist soth:
For he that wole of pourveance
Be such a weie his lust avance;        5540
He schal it after sore abie;
Bot if these olde ensamples lie。
Nou; goode fader; tell me on;
So as ye cunne manyon;
Touchende of love in this matiere。
Nou list; mi Sone; and thou schalt hiere;
So as it hath befalle er this;
In loves cause hou that it is
A man to take be Ravine
The preie which is femeline。    5550
Ther was a real noble king;
And riche of alle worldes thing;
Which of his propre enheritance
Athenes hadde in governance;
And who so thenke therupon;
His name was king Pandion。
Tuo douhtres hadde he be his wif;
The whiche he lovede as his lif;
The ferste douhter Progne hihte;
And the secounde; as sche wel mihte;  5560
Was cleped faire Philomene;
To whom fell after mochel tene。
The fader of his pourveance
His doughter Progne wolde avance;
And yaf hire unto mariage
A worthi king of hih lignage;
A noble kniht eke of his hond;
So was he kid in every lond;
Of Trace he hihte Teres;
The clerk Ovide telleth thus。   5570
This Teres his wif hom ladde;
A lusti lif with hire he hadde;
Til it befell upon a tyde;
This Progne; as sche lay him besyde;
Bethoughte hir hou it mihte be
That sche hir Soster myhte se;
And to hir lord hir will sche seide;
With goodly wordes and him preide
That sche to hire mihte go:
And if it liked him noght so;   5580
That thanne he wolde himselve wende;
Or elles be som other sende;
Which mihte hire diere Soster griete;
And schape hou that thei mihten miete。
Hir lord anon to that he herde
Yaf his acord; and thus ansuerde:
〃I wole;〃 he seide; 〃for thi sake
The weie after thi Soster take
Miself; and bringe hire; if I may。〃
And sche with that; there as he lay;  5590
Began him in hire armes clippe;
And kist him with hir softe lippe;
And seide; 〃Sire; grant mercy。〃
And he sone after was redy;
And tok his leve forto go;
In sori time dede he so。
This Teres goth forth to Schipe
With him and with his felaschipe;
Be See the rihte cours he nam;
Into the contre til he cam;  5600
Wher Philomene was duellinge;
And of hir Soster the tidinge
He tolde; and tho thei weren glade;
And mochel joie of him thei made。
The fader and the moder bothe
To leve here douhter weren lothe;
Bot if thei weren in presence;
And natheles at reverence
Of him; that wolde himself travaile;
Thei wolden noght he scholde faile    5610
Of that he preide; and yive hire leve:
And sche; that wolde noght beleve;
In alle haste made hire yare
Toward hir Soster forto fare;
With Teres and forth sche wente。
And he with al his hole entente;
Whan sche was fro hir frendes go;
Assoteth of hire love so;
His yhe myhte he noght withholde;
That he ne moste on hir beholde;   5620
And with the sihte he gan desire;
And sette his oghne herte on fyre;
And fyr; whan it to tow aprocheth;
To him anon the strengthe acrocheth;
Til with his hete it be devoured;
The tow ne mai noght be socoured。
And so that tirant raviner;
Whan that sche was in his pouer;
And he therto sawh time and place;
As he that lost hath alle grace;   5630
Foryat he was a wedded man;
And in a rage on hire he ran;
Riht as a wolf which takth his preie。
And sche began to crie and preie;
〃O fader; o mi moder diere;
Nou help!〃 Bot thei ne mihte it hiere;
And sche was of to litel myht
Defense ayein so ruide a knyht
To make; whanne he was so wod
That he no reson understod;  5640
Bot hield hire under in such wise;
That sche ne myhte noght arise;
Bot lay oppressed and desesed;
As if a goshauk hadde sesed
A brid; which dorste noght for fere
Remue: and thus this tirant there
Beraft hire such thing as men sein
Mai neveremor be yolde ayein;
And that was the virginite:
Of such Ravine it was pite。      5650
Bot whan sche to hirselven com;
And of hir meschief hiede nom;
And knew hou that sche was no maide;
With wofull herte thus sche saide;
〃O thou of alle men the worste;
Wher was ther evere man that dorste
Do such a dede as thou hast do?
That dai schal falle; I hope so;
That I schal telle out al mi fille;
And with mi speche I schal fulfille   5660
The wyde world in brede and lengthe。
That thou hast do to me be strengthe;
If I among the poeple duelle;
Unto the poeple I schal it telle;
And if I be withinne wall
Of Stones closed; thanne I schal
Unto the Stones clepe and crie;
And tellen hem thi felonie;
And if I to the wodes wende;
Ther schal I tellen tale and ende;    5670
And crie it to the briddes oute;
That thei schul hiere it al aboute。
For I so loude it schal reherce;
That my vois schal the hevene perce;
That it schal soune in goddes Ere。
Ha; false man; where is thi fere?
O mor cruel than eny beste;
Hou hast thou holden thi beheste
Which thou unto my Soster madest?
O thou; which alle love ungladest;    5680
And art ensample of alle untrewe;
Nou wolde god mi Soster knewe;
Of thin untrouthe; hou that it stod!〃
And he than as a Lyon wod
With hise unhappi handes stronge
Hire cauhte be the tresses longe;
With whiche he bond ther bothe hire armes;
That was a fieble dede of armes;
And to the grounde anon hire caste;
And out he clippeth also faste  5690
Hire tunge with a peire scheres。
So what with blod and what with teres
Out of hire yhe and of hir mouth;
He made hire faire face uncouth:
Sche lay swounende unto the deth;
Ther was unethes eny breth;
Bot yit whan he hire tunge refte;
A litel part therof belefte;
Bot sche with al no word mai soune;
Bot chitre and as a brid jargoune。    5700
And natheles that wode hound
Hir bodi hent up fro the ground;
And sente hir there as be his wille
Sche scholde abyde in prison stille
For everemo: bot nou tak hiede
What after fell of this misdede。
Whanne al this meschief was befalle;
This Teres; that foule him falle;
Unto his contre hom he tyh;
And whan he com his paleis nyh;    5710
His wif al redi there him kepte。
Whan he hir sih; anon he wepte;
And that he dede for deceite;
For sche began to axe him streite;
〃Wher is mi Soster?〃 And he seide
That sche was ded; and Progne abreide;
As sche that was a wofull wif;
And stod betuen hire deth and lif;
Of that sche herde such tidinge:
Bot for sche sih hire lord wepinge;   5720
She wende noght bot alle trouthe;
And hadde wel the more routhe。
The Perles weren tho forsake
To hire; and blake clothes take;
As sche that was gentil and kinde;
In worschipe of hir Sostres mynde
Sche made a riche enterement;
For sche fond non amendement
To syghen or to sobbe more:
So was ther guile under the gore。  5730
Nou 

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