That he foryat al his logique；
Ther was non art of his Practique； 2710
Thurgh which it mihte ben excluded
That he ne was fully concluded
To love； and dede his obeissance。
And ek Virgile of aqueintance
I sih； wher he the Maiden preide；
Which was the doghter； as men seide；
Of themperour whilom of Rome；
Sortes and Plato with him come；
So dede Ovide the Poete。
I thoghte thanne how love is swete； 2720
Which hath so wise men reclamed；
And was miself the lasse aschamed；
Or forto lese or forto winne
In the meschief that I was inne：
And thus I lay in hope of grace。
And whan thei comen to the place
Wher Venus stod and I was falle；
These olde men with o vois alle
To Venus preiden for my sake。
And sche； that myhte noght forsake 2730
So gret a clamour as was there；
Let Pite come into hire Ere；
And forth withal unto Cupide
Sche preith that he upon his side
Me wolde thurgh his grace sende
Som confort； that I myhte amende；
Upon the cas which is befalle。
And thus for me thei preiden alle
Of hem that weren olde aboute；
And ek some of the yonge route； 2740
Of gentilesse and pure trouthe
I herde hem telle it was gret routhe；
That I withouten help so ferde。
And thus me thoghte I lay and herde。
Cupido； which may hurte and hele
In loves cause； as for myn hele
Upon the point which him was preid
Cam with Venus； wher I was leid
Swounende upon the grene gras。
And； as me thoghte ； anon ther was 2750
On every side so gret presse；
That every lif began to presse；
I wot noght wel hou many score；
Suche as I spak of now tofore；
Lovers； that comen to beholde；
Bot most of hem that weren olde：
Thei stoden there at thilke tyde；
To se what ende schal betyde
Upon the cure of my sotie。
Tho myhte I hiere gret partie 2760
Spekende； and ech his oghne avis
Hath told； on that； an other this：
Bot among alle this I herde；
Thei weren wo that I so ferde；
And seiden that for no riote
An old man scholde noght assote；
For as thei tolden redely；
Ther is in him no cause why；
Bot if he wolde himself benyce；
So were he wel the more nyce。 2770
And thus desputen some of tho；
And some seiden nothing so；
Bot that the wylde loves rage
In mannes lif forberth non Age；
Whil ther is oyle forto fyre；
The lampe is lyhtly set afyre；
And is fulhard er it be queynt；
Bot only if it be som seint；
Which god preserveth of his grace。
And thus me thoghte； in sondri place 2780
Of hem that walken up and doun
Ther was diverse opinioun：
And for a while so it laste；
Til that Cupide to the laste；
Forth with his moder full avised；
Hath determined and devised
Unto what point he wol descende。
And al this time I was liggende
Upon the ground tofore his yhen；
And thei that my desese syhen 2790
Supposen noght I scholde live；
Bot he； which wolde thanne yive
His grace； so as it mai be；
This blinde god which mai noght se；
Hath groped til that he me fond；
And as he pitte forth his hond
Upon my body； wher I lay；
Me thoghte a fyri Lancegay；
Which whilom thurgh myn herte he caste；
He pulleth oute； and also faste 2800
As this was do； Cupide nam
His weie； I not where he becam；
And so dede al the remenant
Which unto him was entendant；
Of hem that in Avision
I hadde a revelacion；
So as I tolde now tofore。
Bot Venus wente noght therfore；
Ne Genius； whiche thilke time
Abiden bothe faste byme。 2810
And sche which mai the hertes bynde
In loves cause and ek unbinde；
Er I out of mi trance aros；
Venus； which hield a boiste clos；
And wolde noght I scholde deie；
Tok out mor cold than eny keie
An oignement； and in such point
Sche hath my wounded herte enoignt；
My temples and my Reins also。
And forth withal sche tok me tho 2820
A wonder Mirour forto holde；
In which sche bad me to beholde
And taken hiede of that I syhe；
Wherinne anon myn hertes yhe
I caste； and sih my colour fade；
Myn yhen dymme and al unglade；
Mi chiekes thinne； and al my face
With Elde I myhte se deface；
So riveled and so wo besein；
That ther was nothing full ne plein； 2830
I syh also myn heres hore。
Mi will was tho to se nomore
Outwith； for ther was no plesance；
And thanne into my remembrance
I drowh myn olde daies passed；
And as reson it hath compassed；
I made a liknesse of miselve
Unto the sondri Monthes twelve；
Wherof the yeer in his astat
Is mad； and stant upon debat； 2840
That lich til other non acordeth。
For who the times wel recordeth；
And thanne at Marche if he beginne；
Whan that the lusti yeer comth inne；
Til Augst be passed and Septembre；
The myhty youthe he may remembre
In which the yeer hath his deduit
Of gras； of lef； of flour； of fruit；
Of corn and of the wyny grape。
And afterward the time is schape 2850
To frost； to Snow； to Wind； to Rein；
Til eft that Mars be come ayein：
The Wynter wol no Somer knowe；
The grene lef is overthrowe；
The clothed erthe is thanne bare；
Despuiled is the Somerfare；
That erst was hete is thanne chele。
And thus thenkende thoghtes fele；
I was out of mi swoune affraied；
Wherof I sih my wittes straied； 2860
And gan to clepe hem hom ayein。
And whan Resoun it herde sein
That loves rage was aweie；
He cam to me the rihte weie；
And hath remued the sotie
Of thilke unwise fantasie；
Wherof that I was wont to pleigne；
So that of thilke fyri peine
I was mad sobre and hol ynowh。
Venus behield me than and lowh； 2870
And axeth； as it were in game；
What love was。 And I for schame
Ne wiste what I scholde ansuere；
And natheles I gan to swere
That be my trouthe I knew him noght；
So ferr it was out of mi thoght；
Riht as it hadde nevere be。
〃Mi goode Sone；〃 tho quod sche；
〃Now at this time I lieve it wel；
So goth the fortune of my whiel； 2880
Forthi mi conseil is thou leve。〃
〃Ma dame；〃 I seide； 〃be your leve；
Ye witen wel； and so wot I；
That I am unbehovely
Your Court fro this day forth to serve：
And for I may no thonk deserve；
And also for I am refused；
I preie you to ben excused。
And natheles as for the laste；
Whil that my wittes with me laste； 2890
Touchende mi confession
I axe an absolucion
Of Genius； er that I go。〃
The Prest anon was redy tho；
And seide； 〃Sone； as of thi schrifte
Thou hast ful pardoun and foryifte；
Foryet it thou； and so wol I。〃
〃Min holi fader； grant mercy；〃
Quod I to him； and to the queene
I fell on knes upon the grene； 2900
And tok my leve forto wende。
Bot sche； that wolde make an ende；
As therto which I was most able；
A Peire of Bedes blak as Sable
Sche tok and heng my necke aboute；
Upon the gaudes al withoute
Was write of gold； Por reposer。
〃Lo；〃 thus sche seide； 〃John Gower；
Now thou art ate laste cast；
This have I for thin ese cast； 2910
That thou nomore of love sieche。
Bot my will is that thou besieche
And preie hierafter for the pes；
And that thou make a plein reles
To love； which takth litel hiede
Of olde men upon the nede；
Whan that the lustes ben aweie：
Forthi to thee nys bot o weie；
In which let reson be thi guide；
For he may sone himself misguide； 2920
That seth noght the peril tofore。
Mi Sone； be wel war therfore；
And kep the sentence of my lore
And tarie thou mi Court nomore；
Bot go ther vertu moral duelleth；
Wher ben thi bokes； as men telleth；
Whiche of long time thou hast write。
For this I do thee wel to wite；
If thou thin hele wolt pourchace；
Thou miht noght make suite and chace； 2930
Wher that the game is nought pernable；
It were a thing unresonable；
A man to be so overseie。
Forthi tak hiede of that I seie；
For in the lawe of my comune
We be noght schape to comune；
Thiself and I； nevere after this。
Now have y seid al that ther is
Of love as for thi final ende：
Adieu； for y mot fro the wende。〃 2940
And with that word al sodeinly；
Enclosid in a sterred sky；
Venus； which is the qweene of love；
Was take in to hire place above；
More wiste y nought wher sche becam。
And thus my leve of hire y nam；
And forth with al the same tide
Hire prest； which wolde nought abide；
Or be me lief or be me loth；
Out of my sighte forth he goth； 2950
And y was left with outen helpe。
So wiste I nought wher of to yelpe；
Bot only that y hadde lore
My time； and was sori ther fore。
And thus bewhapid in my thought；
Whan al was turnyd in to nought；
I stod amasid for a while；
And in my self y gan to smyle
Thenkende uppon the bedis blake；
And how they weren me betake； 2960
For that y schulde bidde and preie。
And whanne y sigh non othre weie
Bot only that y was refusid；
Unto the lif which y hadde usid
I thoughte nevere torne ayein：
And in this wise； soth to seyn；
Homward a softe pas y wente；
Wher that with al myn hol entente
Uppon the point that y am schryve
I thenke bidde whil y live。 2970
He which withinne daies sevene
This large world forth with the hevene
Of his eternal providence
Hath mad； and thilke intelligence
In mannys soule resonable
Hath schape to be perdurable；
Wherof the man of his feture
Above alle erthli creature
Aftir the soule is immortal；
To thilke lord in special； 2980
As he which is of alle thinges
The creatour； and of the kynges
Hath the fortunes uppon honde；
His grace and mercy forto fonde
Uppon my bare knes y preie；
That he this lond in siker weie
Wol sette uppon good governance。
For if men takyn remembrance
What is to live in unite；
Ther ys no staat in his degree 2990
That noughte to desire pes；
With outen which； it is no les；
To seche and loke in to the laste；
Ther may no worldes joye laste。
Ferst forto loke the Clergie；
Hem oughte wel to justefie
Thing which belongith to here cure；
As forto praie and to procure
Oure pes toward the hevene above；
And ek to sette reste and love 3000
Among ous on this erthe hiere。
For if they wroughte in this manere
Aftir the reule of charite；
I hope that men schuldyn se
This lond amende。 And ovyr this；
To seche and loke how that it is
Touchende of the chevalerie；
Which forto loke； in som partie
Is worthi forto be comendid；
And in som part to ben amendid； 3010
That of here large retenue
The lond is ful of maintenue；
Which causith that the comune right
In fewe contrees stant upright。
Extorcioun； contekt； ravine
Withholde ben of that covyne；
Aldai men hierin gret compleignte
Of the desease； of the constreignte；
Wher of the poeple is sore oppr