Of full Love and full mariage
The king and he ben hol acorded。
And after； whanne it was recorded
Unto the dowhter hou it stod；
The yifte of al this worldes good
Ne scholde have mad hir half so blythe：
And forth withal the king als swithe； 930
For he wol have hire good assent；
Hath for the queene hir moder sent。
The queene is come； and whan sche herde
Of this matiere hou that it ferde；
Sche syh debat； sche syh desese；
Bot if sche wolde hir dowhter plese；
And is therto assented full。
Which is a dede wonderfull；
For noman knew the sothe cas
Bot he himself； what man he was； 940
And natheles； so as hem thoghte；
Hise dedes to the sothe wroghte
That he was come of gentil blod：
Him lacketh noght bot worldes good；
And as therof is no despeir；
For sche schal ben hire fader heir；
And he was able to governe。
Thus wol thei noght the love werne
Of him and hire in none wise；
Bot ther acorded thei divise 950
The day and time of Mariage。
Wher love is lord of the corage；
Him thenketh longe er that he spede；
Bot ate laste unto the dede
The time is come； and in her wise
With gret offrende and sacrifise
Thei wedde and make a riche feste；
And every thing which was honeste
Withinnen house and ek withoute
It was so don； that al aboute 960
Of gret worschipe； of gret noblesse
Ther cride many a man largesse
Unto the lordes hihe and loude；
The knyhtes that ben yonge and proude；
Thei jouste ferst and after daunce。
The day is go； the nyhtes chaunce
Hath derked al the bryhte Sonne；
This lord； which hath his love wonne；
Is go to bedde with his wif；
Wher as thei ladde a lusti lif； 970
And that was after somdel sene；
For as thei pleiden hem betwene；
Thei gete a child betwen hem tuo；
To whom fell after mochel wo。
Now have I told of the spousailes。
Bot forto speke of the mervailes
Whiche afterward to hem befelle；
It is a wonder forto telle。
It fell adai thei riden oute；
The king and queene and al the route； 980
To pleien hem upon the stronde；
Wher as thei sen toward the londe
A Schip sailende of gret array。
To knowe what it mene may；
Til it be come thei abide；
Than sen thei stonde on every side；
Endlong the schipes bord to schewe；
Of Penonceals a riche rewe。
Thei axen when the ship is come：
Fro Tyr； anon ansuerde some； 990
And over this thei seiden more
The cause why thei comen fore
Was forto seche and forto finde
Appolinus； which was of kinde
Her liege lord： and he appiereth；
And of the tale which he hiereth
He was riht glad； for thei him tolde；
That for vengance； as god it wolde；
Antiochus； as men mai wite；
With thondre and lyhthnynge is forsmite； 1000
His doghter hath the same chaunce；
So be thei bothe in o balance。
〃Forthi； oure liege lord； we seie
In name of al the lond； and preie；
That left al other thing to done；
It like you to come sone
And se youre oghne liege men
With othre that ben of youre ken；
That live in longinge and desir
Til ye be come ayein to Tyr。〃 1010
This tale after the king it hadde
Pentapolim al overspradde；
Ther was no joie forto seche；
For every man it hadde in speche
And seiden alle of on acord；
〃A worthi king schal ben oure lord：
That thoghte ous ferst an hevinesse
Is schape ous now to gret gladnesse。〃
Thus goth the tidinge overal。
Bot nede he mot； that nede schal： 1020
Appolinus his leve tok；
To god and al the lond betok
With al the poeple long and brod；
That he no lenger there abod。
The king and queene sorwe made；
Bot yit somdiel thei weren glade
Of such thing as thei herden tho：
And thus betwen the wel and wo
To schip he goth； his wif with childe；
The which was evere meke and mylde 1030
And wolde noght departe him fro；
Such love was betwen hem tuo。
Lichorida for hire office
Was take； which was a Norrice；
To wende with this yonge wif；
To whom was schape a woful lif。
Withinne a time； as it betidde；
Whan thei were in the See amidde；
Out of the North they sihe a cloude；
The storm aros； the wyndes loude 1040
Thei blewen many a dredful blast；
The welkne was al overcast；
The derke nyht the Sonne hath under；
Ther was a gret tempeste of thunder：
The Mone and ek the Sterres bothe
In blake cloudes thei hem clothe；
Wherof here brihte lok thei hyde。
This yonge ladi wepte and cride；
To whom no confort myhte availe；
Of childe sche began travaile； 1050
Wher sche lay in a Caban clos：
Hire woful lord fro hire aros；
And that was longe er eny morwe；
So that in anguisse and in sorwe
Sche was delivered al be nyhte
And ded in every mannes syhte；
Bot natheles for al this wo
A maide child was bore tho。
Appolinus whan he this knew；
For sorwe a swoune he overthrew； 1060
That noman wiste in him no lif。
And whanne he wok； he seide； 〃Ha； wif；
Mi lust； mi joie； my desir；
Mi welthe and my recoverir；
Why schal I live； and thou schalt dye？
Ha； thou fortune； I thee deffie；
Nou hast thou do to me thi werste。
Ha； herte； why ne wolt thou berste；
That forth with hire I myhte passe？
Mi peines weren wel the lasse。〃 1070
In such wepinge and in such cry
His dede wif； which lay him by；
A thousend sithes he hire kiste；
Was nevere man that sih ne wiste
A sorwe unto his sorwe lich；
For evere among upon the lich
He fell swounende； as he that soghte
His oghne deth； which he besoghte
Unto the goddes alle above
With many a pitous word of love； 1080
Bot suche wordes as tho were
Yit herde nevere mannes Ere；
Bot only thilke whiche he seide。
The Maister Schipman cam and preide
With othre suche as be therinne；
And sein that he mai nothing winne
Ayein the deth； bot thei him rede；
He be wel war and tak hiede；
The See be weie of his nature
Receive mai no creature 1090
Withinne himself as forto holde；
The which is ded： forthi thei wolde；
As thei conseilen al aboute；
The dede body casten oute。
For betre it is； thei seiden alle；
That it of hire so befalle；
Than if thei scholden alle spille。
The king； which understod here wille
And knew here conseil that was trewe；
Began ayein his sorwe newe 1100
With pitous herte； and thus to seie：
〃It is al reson that ye preie。
I am；〃 quod he； 〃bot on al one；
So wolde I noght for mi persone
Ther felle such adversite。
Bot whan it mai no betre be；
Doth thanne thus upon my word；
Let make a cofre strong of bord；
That it be ferm with led and pich。〃
Anon was mad a cofre sich； 1110
Al redy broght unto his hond；
And whanne he sih and redy fond
This cofre mad and wel enclowed；
The dede bodi was besowed
In cloth of gold and leid therinne。
And for he wolde unto hire winne
Upon som cooste a Sepulture；
Under hire heved in aventure
Of gold he leide Sommes grete
And of jeueals a strong beyete 1120
Forth with a lettre； and seide thus：
〃I； king of Tyr Appollinus；
Do alle maner men to wite；
That hiere and se this lettre write；
That helpeles withoute red
Hier lith a kinges doghter ded：
And who that happeth hir to finde；
For charite tak in his mynde；
And do so that sche be begrave
With this tresor； which he schal have。〃 1130
Thus whan the lettre was full spoke；
Thei haue anon the cofre stoke；
And bounden it with yren faste；
That it may with the wawes laste；
And stoppen it be such a weie；
That it schal be withinne dreie；
So that no water myhte it grieve。
And thus in hope and good believe
Of that the corps schal wel aryve；
Thei caste it over bord als blyve。 1140
The Schip forth on the wawes wente；
The prince hath changed his entente；
And seith he wol noght come at Tyr
As thanne； bot al his desir
Is ferst to seilen unto Tharse。
The wyndy Storm began to skarse；
The Sonne arist； the weder cliereth；
The Schipman which behinde stiereth；
Whan that he sih the wyndes saghte；
Towardes Tharse his cours he straghte。 1150
Bot now to mi matiere ayein；
To telle as olde bokes sein；
This dede corps of which ye knowe
With wynd and water was forthrowe
Now hier； now ther； til ate laste
At Ephesim the See upcaste
The cofre and al that was therinne。
Of gret merveile now beginne
Mai hiere who that sitteth stille；
That god wol save mai noght spille。 1160
Riht as the corps was throwe alonde；
Ther cam walkende upon the stronde
A worthi clerc； a Surgien；
And ek a gret Phisicien；
Of al that lond the wisest on；
Which hihte Maister Cerymon；
Ther were of his disciples some。
This Maister to the Cofre is come；
He peiseth ther was somwhat in；
And bad hem bere it to his In； 1170
And goth himselve forth withal。
Al that schal falle； falle schal；
Thei comen hom and tarie noght；
This Cofre is into chambre broght；
Which that thei finde faste stoke；
Bot thei with craft it have unloke。
Thei loken in； where as thei founde
A bodi ded； which was bewounde
In cloth of gold； as I seide er；
The tresor ek thei founden ther 1180
Forth with the lettre； which thei rede。
And tho thei token betre hiede；
Unsowed was the bodi sone；
And he； which knew what is to done；
This noble clerk； with alle haste
Began the veines forto taste；
And sih hire Age was of youthe；
And with the craftes whiche he couthe
He soghte and fond a signe of lif。
With that this worthi kinges wif 1190
Honestely thei token oute；
And maden fyres al aboute；
Thei leide hire on a couche softe；
And with a scheete warmed ofte
Hire colde brest began to hete；
Hire herte also to flacke and bete。
This Maister hath hire every joignt
With certein oile and balsme enoignt；
And putte a liquour in hire mouth；
Which is to fewe clerkes couth； 1200
So that sche coevereth ate laste；
And ferst hire yhen up sche caste；
And whan sche more of strengthe cawhte；
Hire Armes bothe forth sche strawhte；
Hield up hire hond and pitously
Sche spak and seide； 〃Ha； wher am I？
Where is my lord； what world is this？〃
As sche that wot noght hou it is。
Bot Cerymon the worthi leche
Ansuerde anon upon hire speche 1210
And seith； 〃Ma dame； yee ben hiere；
Where yee be sauf； as yee schal hiere
Hierafterward； forthi as nou
Mi conseil is； conforteth you：
For trusteth wel withoute faile；
Ther is nothing which schal you faile；
That oghte of reson to be do。〃
Thus passen thei a day or tuo；
Thei speke of noght as for an ende；
Til sche began somdiel amende； 1220
And wiste hireselven what sche mente。
Tho forto knowe hire hol entente；
This Maister axeth al the cas；
Hou sche cam