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Bot Phebus; which hath gret desdeign
Of that his Maiden was forlein;
Anon as he to Troie cam;
Vengance upon this dede he nam
And sende a comun pestilence。
Thei soghten thanne here evidence
And maden calculacion;
To knowe in what condicion   6460
This deth cam in so sodeinly;
And ate laste redyly
The cause and ek the man thei founde:
And forth withal the same stounde
Agamenon opposed was;
Which hath beknowen al the cas
Of the folie which he wroghte。
And therupon mercy thei soghte
Toward the god in sondri wise
With preiere and with sacrifise;   6470
The Maide and hom ayein thei sende;
And yive hire good ynouh to spende
For evere whil sche scholde live:
And thus the Senne was foryive
And al the pestilence cessed。
Lo; what it is to ben encressed
Of love which is evele wonne。
It were betre noght begonne
Than take a thing withoute leve;
Which thou most after nedes leve;  6480
And yit have malgre forth withal。
Forthi to robben overal
In loves cause if thou beginne;
I not what ese thou schalt winne。
Mi Sone; be wel war of this;
For thus of Robberie it is。
Mi fader; youre ensamplerie
In loves cause of Robberie
I have it riht wel understonde。
Bot overthis; hou so it stonde;    6490
Yit wolde I wite of youre aprise
What thing is more of Covoitise。
With Covoitise yit I finde
A Servant of the same kinde;
Which Stelthe is hote; and Mecherie
With him is evere in compainie。
Of whom if I schal telle soth;
He stalketh as a Pocok doth;
And takth his preie so covert;
That noman wot it in apert。  6500
For whan he wot the lord from home;
Than wol he stalke aboute and rome;
And what thing he fint in his weie;
Whan that he seth the men aweie;
He stelth it and goth forth withal;
That therof noman knowe schal。
And ek fulofte he goth a nyht
Withoute Mone or sterreliht;
And with his craft the dore unpiketh;
And takth therinne what him liketh:   6510
And if the dore be so schet;
That he be of his entre let;
He wole in ate wyndou crepe;
And whil the lord is faste aslepe;
He stelth what thing as him best list;
And goth his weie er it be wist。
Fulofte also be lyhte of day
Yit wole he stele and make assay;
Under the cote his hond he put;
Til he the mannes Purs have cut;   6520
And rifleth that he fint therinne。
And thus he auntreth him to winne;
And berth an horn and noght ne bloweth;
For noman of his conseil knoweth;
What he mai gete of his Michinge;
It is al bile under the winge。
And as an hound that goth to folde
And hath ther taken what he wolde;
His mouth upon the gras he wypeth;
And so with feigned chiere him slypeth;  6530
That what as evere of schep he strangle;
Ther is noman therof schal jangle;
As forto knowen who it dede;
Riht so doth Stelthe in every stede;
Where as him list his preie take。
He can so wel his cause make
And so wel feigne and so wel glose;
That ther ne schal noman suppose;
Bot that he were an innocent;
And thus a mannes yhe he blent:    6540
So that this craft I mai remene
Withouten help of eny mene。
Ther be lovers of that degre;
Which al here lust in privete;
As who seith; geten al be Stelthe;
And ofte atteignen to gret welthe
As for the time that it lasteth。
For love awaiteth evere and casteth
Hou he mai stele and cacche his preie;
Whan he therto mai finde a weie:   6550
For be it nyht or be it day;
He takth his part; whan that he may;
And if he mai nomore do;
Yit wol he stele a cuss or tuo。
Mi Sone; what seist thou therto?
Tell if thou dedest evere so。
Mi fader; hou? Mi Sone; thus;…
If thou hast stolen eny cuss
Or other thing which therto longeth;
For noman suche thieves hongeth:   6560
Tell on forthi and sei the trouthe。
Mi fader; nay; and that is routhe;
For be mi will I am a thief;
Bot sche that is to me most lief;
Yit dorste I nevere in privete
Noght ones take hire be the kne;
To stele of hire or this or that;
And if I dorste; I wot wel what:
And natheles; bot if I lie;
Be Stelthe ne be Robberie    6570
Of love; which fell in mi thoght;
To hire dede I nevere noght。
Bot as men sein; wher herte is failed;
Ther schal no castell ben assailed;
Bot thogh I hadde hertes ten;
And were als strong as alle men;
If I be noght myn oghne man
And dar noght usen that I can;
I mai miselve noght recovere。
Thogh I be nevere man so povere;   6580
I bere an herte and hire it is;
So that me faileth wit in this;
Hou that I scholde of myn acord
The servant lede ayein the lord:
For if mi fot wolde awher go;
Or that min hand wolde elles do;
Whan that myn herte is therayein;
The remenant is al in vein。
And thus me lacketh alle wele;
And yit ne dar I nothing stele  6590
Of thing which longeth unto love:
And ek it is so hyh above;
I mai noght wel therto areche;
Bot if so be at time of speche;
Ful selde if thanne I stele may
A word or tuo and go my way。
Betwen hire hih astat and me
Comparison ther mai non be;
So that I fiele and wel I wot;
Al is to hevy and to hot  6600
To sette on hond withoute leve:
And thus I mot algate leve
To stele that I mai noght take;
And in this wise I mot forsake
To ben a thief ayein mi wille
Of thing which I mai noght fulfille。
For that Serpent which nevere slepte
The flees of gold so wel ne kepte
In Colchos; as the tale is told;
That mi ladi a thousendfold  6610
Nys betre yemed and bewaked;
Wher sche be clothed or be naked。
To kepe hir bodi nyht and day;
Sche hath a wardein redi ay;
Which is so wonderful a wyht;
That him ne mai no mannes myht
With swerd ne with no wepne daunte;
Ne with no sleihte of charme enchaunte;
Wherof he mihte be mad tame;
And Danger is his rihte name;   6620
Which under lock and under keie;
That noman mai it stele aweie;
Hath al the Tresor underfonge
That unto love mai belonge。
The leste lokinge of hire yhe
Mai noght be stole; if he it syhe;
And who so gruccheth for so lyte;
He wolde sone sette a wyte
On him that wolde stele more。
And that me grieveth wonder sore;  6630
For this proverbe is evere newe;
That stronge lokes maken trewe
Of hem that wolden stele and pyke:
For so wel can ther noman slyke
Be him ne be non other mene;
To whom Danger wol yive or lene
Of that tresor he hath to kepe。
So thogh I wolde stalke and crepe;
And wayte on eve and ek on morwe;
Of Danger schal I nothing borwe;   6640
And stele I wot wel may I noght:
And thus I am riht wel bethoght;
Whil Danger stant in his office;
Of Stelthe; which ye clepe a vice;
I schal be gultif neveremo。
Therfore I wolde he were ago
So fer that I nevere of him herde;
Hou so that afterward it ferde:
For thanne I mihte yit per cas
Of love make som pourchas    6650
Be Stelthe or be som other weie;
That nou fro me stant fer aweie。
Bot; fader; as ye tolde above;
Hou Stelthe goth a nyht for love;
I mai noght wel that point forsake;
That ofte times I ne wake
On nyhtes; whan that othre slepe;
Bot hou; I prei you taketh kepe。
Whan I am loged in such wise
That I be nyhte mai arise;   6660
At som wyndowe and loken oute
And se the housinge al aboute;
So that I mai the chambre knowe
In which mi ladi; as I trowe;
Lyth in hir bed and slepeth softe;
Thanne is myn herte a thief fulofte:
For there I stonde to beholde
The longe nyhtes that ben colde;
And thenke on hire that lyth there。
And thanne I wisshe that I were    6670
Als wys as was Nectanabus
Or elles as was Prothes;
That couthen bothe of nigromaunce
In what liknesse; in what semblaunce;
Riht as hem liste; hemself transforme:
For if I were of such a forme;
I seie thanne I wolde fle
Into the chambre forto se
If eny grace wolde falle;
So that I mihte under the palle    6680
Som thing of love pyke and stele。
And thus I thenke thoghtes fele;
And thogh therof nothing be soth;
Yit ese as for a time it doth:
Bot ate laste whanne I finde
That I am falle into my mynde;
And se that I have stonde longe
And have no profit underfonge;
Than stalke I to mi bedd withinne。
And this is al that evere I winne  6690
Of love; whanne I walke on nyht:
Mi will is good; bot of mi myht
Me lacketh bothe and of mi grace;
For what so that mi thoght embrace;
Yit have I noght the betre ferd。
Mi fader; lo; nou have ye herd
What I be Stelthe of love have do;
And hou mi will hath be therto:
If I be worthi to pena

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