With wepende yhe and thus sche seide：
〃Helas； mi Soster； waileway；
That evere I sih this ilke day！
Thing which mi bodi ferst begat
Into this world； onliche that 330
Mi worldes worschipe hath bereft。〃
With that sche swouneth now and eft；
And evere wissheth after deth；
So that welnyh hire lacketh breth。
That other； which hire wordes herde；
In confortinge of hire ansuerde；
To lette hire fadres fol desir
Sche wiste no recoverir：
Whan thing is do； ther is no bote；
So suffren thei that suffre mote； 340
Ther was non other which it wiste。
Thus hath this king al that him liste
Of his likinge and his plesance；
And laste in such continuance；
And such delit he tok therinne；
Him thoghte that it was no Sinne；
And sche dorste him nothing withseie。
Bot fame； which goth every weie；
To sondry regnes al aboute
The grete beaute telleth oute 350
Of such a maide of hih parage：
So that for love of mariage
The worthi Princes come and sende；
As thei the whiche al honour wende；
And knewe nothing hou it stod。
The fader； whanne he understod；
That thei his dowhter thus besoghte；
With al his wit he caste and thoghte
Hou that he myhte finde a lette；
And such a Statut thanne he sette； 360
And in this wise his lawe he taxeth；
That what man that his doghter axeth；
Bot if he couthe his question
Assoile upon suggestion
Of certein thinges that befelle；
The whiche he wolde unto him telle；
He scholde in certein lese his hed。
And thus ther weren manye ded；
Here hevedes stondende on the gate；
Till ate laste longe and late； 370
For lacke of ansuere in the wise；
The remenant that weren wise
Eschuieden to make assay。
Til it befell upon a day
Appolinus the Prince of Tyr；
Which hath to love a gret desir；
As he which in his hihe mod
Was likende of his hote blod；
A yong； a freissh； a lusti knyht；
As he lai musende on a nyht 380
Of the tidinges whiche he herde；
He thoghte assaie hou that it ferde。
He was with worthi compainie
Arraied； and with good navie
To schipe he goth； the wynd him dryveth；
And seileth； til that he arryveth：
Sauf in the port of Antioche
He londeth； and goth to aproche
The kinges Court and his presence。
Of every naturel science； 390
Which eny clerk him couthe teche；
He couthe ynowh； and in his speche
Of wordes he was eloquent；
And whanne he sih the king present；
He preith he moste his dowhter have。
The king ayein began to crave；
And tolde him the condicion；
Hou ferst unto his question
He mote ansuere and faile noght；
Or with his heved it schal be boght： 400
And he him axeth what it was。
The king declareth him the cas
With sturne lok and sturdi chiere；
To him and seide in this manere：
〃With felonie I am upbore；
I ete and have it noght forbore
Mi modres fleissh； whos housebonde
Mi fader forto seche I fonde；
Which is the Sone ek of my wif。
Hierof I am inquisitif； 410
And who that can mi tale save；
Al quyt he schal my doghter have；
Of his ansuere and if he faile；
He schal be ded withoute faile。
Forthi my Sone；〃 quod the king；
〃Be wel avised of this thing；
Which hath thi lif in jeupartie。〃
Appolinus for his partie；
Whan he this question hath herd；
Unto the king he hath ansuerd 420
And hath rehersed on and on
The pointz； and seide therupon：
〃The question which thou hast spoke；
If thou wolt that it be unloke；
It toucheth al the privete
Betwen thin oghne child and thee；
And stant al hol upon you tuo。〃
The king was wonder sory tho；
And thoghte； if that he seide it oute；
Than were he schamed al aboute。 430
With slihe wordes and with felle
He seith； 〃Mi Sone； I schal thee telle；
Though that thou be of litel wit；
It is no gret merveile as yit；
Thin age mai it noght suffise：
Bot loke wel thou noght despise
Thin oghne lif； for of my grace
Of thretty daies fulle a space
I grante thee； to ben avised。〃
And thus with leve and time assised 440
This yonge Prince forth he wente；
And understod wel what it mente；
Withinne his herte as he was lered；
That forto maken him afered
The king his time hath so deslaied。
Wherof he dradde and was esmaied；
Of treson that he deie scholde；
For he the king his sothe tolde；
And sodeinly the nyhtes tyde；
That more wolde he noght abide； 450
Al prively his barge he hente
And hom ayein to Tyr he wente：
And in his oghne wit he seide
For drede； if he the king bewreide；
He knew so wel the kinges herte；
That deth ne scholde he noght asterte；
The king him wolde so poursuie。
Bot he； that wolde his deth eschuie；
And knew al this tofor the hond；
Forsake he thoghte his oghne lond； 460
That there wolde he noght abyde；
For wel he knew that on som syde
This tirant of his felonie
Be som manere of tricherie
To grieve his bodi wol noght leve。
Forthi withoute take leve；
Als priveliche as evere he myhte；
He goth him to the See be nyhte
In Schipes that be whete laden：
Here takel redy tho thei maden 470
And hale up Seil and forth thei fare。
Bot forto tellen of the care
That thei of Tyr begonne tho；
Whan that thei wiste he was ago；
It is a Pite forto hiere。
They losten lust； they losten chiere；
Thei toke upon hem such penaunce；
Ther was no song； ther was no daunce；
Bot every merthe and melodie
To hem was thanne a maladie； 480
For unlust of that aventure
Ther was noman which tok tonsure；
In doelful clothes thei hem clothe；
The bathes and the Stwes bothe
Thei schetten in be every weie；
There was no lif which leste pleie
Ne take of eny joie kepe；
Bot for here liege lord to wepe；
And every wyht seide as he couthe；
〃Helas； the lusti flour of youthe； 490
Our Prince； oure heved； our governour；
Thurgh whom we stoden in honour；
Withoute the comun assent
Thus sodeinliche is fro ous went！〃
Such was the clamour of hem alle。
Bot se we now what is befalle
Upon the ferste tale plein；
And torne we therto ayein。
Antiochus the grete Sire；
Which full of rancour and of ire 500
His herte berth； so as ye herde；
Of that this Prince of Tyr ansuerde；
He hadde a feloun bacheler；
Which was his prive consailer；
And Taliart be name he hihte：
The king a strong puison him dihte
Withinne a buiste and gold therto；
In alle haste and bad him go
Strawht unto Tyr； and for no cost
Ne spare he； til he hadde lost 510
The Prince which he wolde spille。
And whan the king hath seid his wille；
This Taliart in a Galeie
With alle haste he tok his weie：
The wynd was good； he saileth blyve；
Til he tok lond upon the ryve
Of Tyr； and forth with al anon
Into the Burgh he gan to gon；
And tok his In and bod a throwe。
Bot for he wolde noght be knowe； 520
Desguised thanne he goth him oute；
He sih the wepinge al aboute；
And axeth what the cause was；
And thei him tolden al the cas；
How sodeinli the Prince is go。
And whan he sih that it was so；
And that his labour was in vein；
Anon he torneth hom ayein；
And to the king； whan he cam nyh；
He tolde of that he herde and syh； 530
Hou that the Prince of Tyr is fled；
So was he come ayein unsped。
The king was sori for a while；
Bot whan he sih that with no wyle
He myhte achieve his crualte；
He stinte his wraththe and let him be。
Bot over this now forto telle
Of aventures that befelle
Unto this Prince of whom I tolde；
He hath his rihte cours forth holde 540
Be Ston and nedle； til he cam
To Tharse； and there his lond he nam。
A Burgeis riche of gold and fee
Was thilke time in that cite；
Which cleped was Strangulio；
His wif was Dionise also：
This yonge Prince； as seith the bok；
With hem his herbergage tok；
And it befell that Cite so
Before time and thanne also； 550
Thurgh strong famyne which hem ladde
Was non that eny whete hadde。
Appolinus； whan that he herde
The meschief； hou the cite ferde；
Al freliche of his oghne yifte
His whete； among hem forto schifte；
The which be Schipe he hadde broght；
He yaf； and tok of hem riht noght。
Bot sithen ferst this world began；
Was nevere yit to such a man 560
Mor joie mad than thei him made：
For thei were alle of him so glade；
That thei for evere in remembrance
Made a figure in resemblance
Of him； and in the comun place
Thei sette him up； so that his face
Mihte every maner man beholde；
So as the cite was beholde；
It was of latoun overgilt：
Thus hath he noght his yifte spilt。 570
Upon a time with his route
This lord to pleie goth him oute；
And in his weie of Tyr he mette
A man； the which on knees him grette；
And Hellican be name he hihte；
Which preide his lord to have insihte
Upon himself； and seide him thus；
Hou that the grete Antiochus
Awaiteth if he mihte him spille。
That other thoghte and hield him stille； 580
And thonked him of his warnynge；
And bad him telle no tidinge；
Whan he to Tyr cam hom ayein；
That he in Tharse him hadde sein。
Fortune hath evere be muable
And mai no while stonde stable：
For now it hiheth； now it loweth；
Now stant upriht； now overthroweth；
Now full of blisse and now of bale；
As in the tellinge of mi tale 590
Hierafterward a man mai liere；
Which is gret routhe forto hiere。
This lord； which wolde don his beste；
Withinne himself hath litel reste；
And thoghte he wolde his place change
And seche a contre more strange。
Of Tharsiens his leve anon
He tok； and is to Schipe gon：
His cours he nam with Seil updrawe；
Where as fortune doth the lawe； 600
And scheweth； as I schal reherse；
How sche was to this lord diverse；
The which upon the See sche ferketh。
The wynd aros； the weder derketh；
It blew and made such tempeste；
Non ancher mai the schip areste；
Which hath tobroken al his gere；
The Schipmen stode in such a feere；
Was non that myhte himself bestere；
Bot evere awaite upon the lere； 610
Whan that thei scholde drenche at ones。
Ther was ynowh withinne wones
Of wepinge and of sorghe tho；
This yonge king makth mochel wo
So forto se the Schip travaile：
Bot al that myhte him noght availe；
The mast tobrak； the Seil torof；
The Schip upon the wawes drof；
Til that thei sihe a londes cooste。
Tho made avou the leste and moste； 620
Be so thei myhten come alonde；
Bot he which hath the See on honde；
Neptunus； wolde noght acorde；
Bot altobroke cable and corde；
Er thei to londe myhte aproche；
The Schip toclef upon a roche；
And al goth doun into the depe。
Bot he that alle thing mai kepe
Unto this lord