| | In a somyr sesoun, whenne I south wente, |
| | I schop me a schroude, as I a schep were.
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| | In abyte as an ermyte unholy of werkys,
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| | Y wente wyde in this worlde, wondrys to hure. |
| 5 | | But upon a May morwe on Malverne hyllys |
| | Me byfel a ferly, of fayrye me thoughte. |
| | I was wery forwandred; I wente me to reste |
| | Under a brod banke by a burne syde. |
| | But as I lay and lenede and loked on the waterys, |
| 10 | | I slombryd in a slepyng. I swevenede so merye. |
| | Ther gan I to mete a merwelous swovene: |
| | That I was in a wildernysse, I wyste nevere where; |
| | But as I behelde into the este, up to the sunne,
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| | I saw a tour in a coste, tryly ontyrid;
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| 15 | | A dep dale bynethe, a doungon therynne,
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| | With depe dykys and derke, dredful of syghth. |
| | A fayr felde ful of folke fonde I bytwene,
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| | Of alle maner of men, the mene and the riche, |
| | Worchynge and wandrynge as this worlde askys:
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| 20 | | Somme putte hem to the plow, and pleyde ful selde, |
| | In seed tyme of sowyng swonkyn ful harde |
| | That thes wastourys now wyth glotonye destroyen.
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| | Some putte hem to pride, and paralyde hem therafter: |
| | In countenance of clothing they comyn dysgysed.
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| 25 | | To prayere and to penaunce putte hem many, |
| | For the love of oure Lord lyvede ful strayte, |
| | In hope for to have heveneryche blysse, |
| | As ankerys and hermytys that lyven in her cellys,
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| | And coveytyn noughth in the countre to caryen aboute, |
| 30 | | For none lykerous lyflode here lykamys to plese. |
| | And somme chosen hem to chaffare: they chevyd the betre,
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| | As it ys sene to oure syghth that suche men thryven. |
| | And summe men myrthes to make, as menstralys cunne,
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| | Gete gold with her gle, synneles, I trowe. |
| 35 | | Ac japeris and jangeleres, Judacys chyldryn, |
| | Gon fyndyn meny fantasyes and foles hem makyn, |
| | And han wit at her wille to worche what hem lykys. |
| | That that Poule precheth of hem I dar not provyn here:
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| | Qui loquitur turpiloquium ys Lucyferes hyne.
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| 40 | | Beggeres and bydderes faste aboute yede, |
| | Til her belyes and her bagges ware bredful crammed ; |
| | Thei flyteth for her foode, and fyghthen at the ale;
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| | In glotenye, God wot, go thei to bedde, |
| | And rysen up with rybaudye, as robertes knavys;
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| 45 | | Sclep and slowthe sewyth hem evere. |
| | Pylgrymys and palmeres plytyth hem togedere
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| | For to seke Seynt Jame and sentes in Rome;
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| | And wente forth in her way with manye wyse talys, |
| | And hadde leve to lye al her lyf after. |
| 50 | | Hermytes on an hepe with hokede stavys |
| | Wente to Walsyngham, and her wenches after.
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| | Grete lobyes and longe, loth for to swynke, |
| | Clothed hem in copys to be knowe fro othere;
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| | Schopyn hem ermytes, here ese to have. |
| 55 | | Vicars on fele halve fonden hem to done:
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| | Lederes thei be of lovedayes, and with the lawe medle. |
| | I fonde ther the freres, alle the fower orderes,
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| | Prechynge the peple for profyt of here wombys, |
| | Glosede the gospel as hem goud lykede,
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| 60 | | For covetyse of copys construd yt as thei wolde. |
| | Many of tho maystres mown clothen hem at lykyng, |
| | For her money and her marchaundyse metyn togederis. |
| | Sythe charite hath be chapman, and chef to shryve lordis,
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| | Fele ferlis han falle in a fewe yerus; |
| 65 | | But holy cherche and they holdyn togederys, |
| | The moste myschef of this molde mounteth up faste. |
| | There prechede a pardoner, a prest as though he were,
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| | Broughthe forth bullys wyth busschopys selys,
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| | And seyde hymself myghte asoyle hem alle
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| 70 | | Of falsnesse, of fastynge, of avowes brokyn.
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| | The lewde men leved hym wel, and lykyd his speche, |
| | Come knelyng up to kyssyn his bullys; |
| | He blessed hem with his brevet, and blered here eyes,
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| | Raughthe hem with his rageman broches and rynges. |
| 75 | | Thus ye geven yore gold glotonys to helpyn, |
| | And lenyn hit loselys that lecherye haunten!
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| | But were the byschop yblessed and worth bothe his erys,
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| | His selys schulde not be sent to disseyve the peple. |
| | I trowe hit be not for the byschop that the boye precheth;
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| 80 | | But for the pardoner and the parichesprest departyn the sylver
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| | That the pore scholde departyn that thei ne were. |
| | Parsonys and parrysprestes playnen to her byschop, |
| | That her parryssenys ben pore sithen the pestelens tyme,
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| | To have a lycence and a leve at Londoun to dwelle,
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| 85 | | To synge for symonye, for sylver is swete.
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| | Ther hovyd an houndred in howys of sylke, |
| | Serjauntis tho semede, pletede at the barre;
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| | Thei pleted for penys and poundyt the lawe,
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| | Ac non for the love of our Lord opnyd here lyppys . |
| 90 | | Thu myghthist beter mete the myst on Malverne hyllys |
| | Than getyn a mum of her mowght tyl monye be schewyd . |
| | I saw ther byschops bolde and bacheleres of dyvyn
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| | Bycome clerkes of acount, the kyng for to serven; |
| | I saw ther archedeknys and denys, that dignyte havyn
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| 95 | | To preche the peple and pore men to fede, |
| | They beth lopyn to Loundoun, thorw leve of here byschop, |
| | And beth clerkes of the kynges bench, the cuntre to shynde. |
| | Barounys and burgeysys, and bondeagys alse, |
| | I saw in that symble, as ye schul here herafter. |
| 100 | | I saw ther bakesteres and brewesteres, bocheres and kokys,
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| | Wollene webesteres, and weverys of lynene, |
| | Taylowres, taverneres, and tynkeres bothe, |
| | Masounys, mynores, and many other craftys, |
| | As dykeres and delveres, that don here werk ylle, |
| 105 | | To dryve forth the longe day with "deusa dammeme."
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| | Cokys and her knawys cryden, "Hote pyes, hote! |
| | Gode gees and grys! Go we dyne, go we!"
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| | Taverneres tolled hem and tolde hem the same, |
| | With "whyt wyn of Oseye, and of Gascoyne,
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| 110 | | Of the Ryn and the Rochel, that roost to defye." |
| | This I saw myself, and seven sythes more. |