Of man； and man it mai withdrawe；
So that it mai par chance faile。
Now schalt thou noght forthi mervaile
That I doun fro my Charr alihte；
Whanne I behield tofore my sihte
In hem that were of so grete age
Min oghne deth thurgh here ymage； 2230
Which god hath set be lawe of kynde；
Wherof I mai no bote finde：
For wel I wot； such as thei be；
Riht such am I in my degree；
Of fleissh and blod； and so schal deie。
And thus； thogh I that lawe obeie
Of which the kinges ben put under；
It oghte ben wel lasse wonder
Than thou； which art withoute nede
For lawe of londe in such a drede； 2240
Which for tacompte is bot a jape；
As thing which thou miht overscape。
Forthi； mi brother； after this
I rede； sithen that so is
That thou canst drede a man so sore；
Dred god with al thin herte more：
For al schal deie and al schal passe；
Als wel a Leoun as an asse；
Als wel a beggere as a lord；
Towardes deth in on acord 2250
Thei schullen stonde。〃 And in this wise
The king hath with hise wordes wise
His brother tawht and al foryive。
Forthi； mi Sone； if thou wolt live
In vertu； thou most vice eschuie；
And with low herte humblesce suie；
So that thou be noght surquidous。
Mi fader； I am amorous；
Wherof I wolde you beseche
That ye me som ensample teche； 2260
Which mihte in loves cause stonde。
Mi Sone； thou schalt understonde；
In love and othre thinges alle
If that Surquiderie falle；
It may to him noght wel betide
Which useth thilke vice of Pride；
Which torneth wisdom to wenynge
And Sothfastnesse into lesynge
Thurgh fol ymaginacion。
And for thin enformacion； 2270
That thou this vice as I the rede
Eschuie schalt； a tale I rede；
Which fell whilom be daies olde；
So as the clerk Ovide tolde。
Ther was whilom a lordes Sone；
Which of his Pride a nyce wone
Hath cawht； that worthi to his liche；
To sechen al the worldes riche；
Ther was no womman forto love。
So hihe he sette himselve above 2280
Of stature and of beaute bothe；
That him thoghte alle wommen lothe：
So was ther no comparisoun
As toward his condicioun。
This yonge lord Narcizus hihte：
No strengthe of love bowe mihte
His herte； which is unaffiled；
Bot ate laste he was beguiled：
For of the goddes pourveance
It fell him on a dai par chance； 2290
That he in all his proude fare
Unto the forest gan to fare；
Amonges othre that ther were
To hunte and to desporte him there。
And whanne he cam into the place
Wher that he wolde make his chace；
The houndes weren in a throwe
Uncoupled and the hornes blowe：
The grete hert anon was founde；
Which swifte feet sette upon grounde； 2300
And he with spore in horse side
Him hasteth faste forto ride；
Til alle men be left behinde。
And as he rod； under a linde
Beside a roche； as I thee telle；
He syh wher sprong a lusty welle：
The day was wonder hot withalle；
And such a thurst was on him falle；
That he moste owther deie or drinke；
And doun he lihte and be the brinke 2310
He teide his Hors unto a braunche；
And leide him lowe forto staunche
His thurst： and as he caste his lok
Into the welle and hiede tok；
He sih the like of his visage；
And wende ther were an ymage
Of such a Nimphe as tho was faie；
Wherof that love his herte assaie
Began； as it was after sene；
Of his sotie and made him wene 2320
It were a womman that he syh。
The more he cam the welle nyh；
The nerr cam sche to him ayein；
So wiste he nevere what to sein；
For whanne he wepte； he sih hire wepe；
And whanne he cride； he tok good kepe；
The same word sche cride also：
And thus began the newe wo；
That whilom was to him so strange；
Tho made him love an hard eschange； 2330
To sette his herte and to beginne
Thing which he mihte nevere winne。
And evere among he gan to loute；
And preith that sche to him come oute；
And otherwhile he goth a ferr；
And otherwhile he draweth nerr；
And evere he fond hire in o place。
He wepth； he crith； he axeth grace；
There as he mihte gete non；
So that ayein a Roche of Ston； 2340
As he that knew non other red；
He smot himself til he was ded。
Wherof the Nimphes of the welles；
And othre that ther weren elles
Unto the wodes belongende；
The body； which was ded ligende；
For pure pite that thei have
Under the grene thei begrave。
And thanne out of his sepulture
Ther sprong anon par aventure 2350
Of floures such a wonder syhte；
That men ensample take myhte
Upon the dedes whiche he dede；
As tho was sene in thilke stede；
For in the wynter freysshe and faire
The floures ben； which is contraire
To kynde； and so was the folie
Which fell of his Surquiderie。
Thus he； which love hadde in desdeign；
Worste of all othre was besein； 2360
And as he sette his pris most hyhe；
He was lest worth in loves yhe
And most bejaped in his wit：
Wherof the remembrance is yit；
So that thou myht ensample take；
And ek alle othre for his sake。
Mi fader； as touchende of me；
This vice I thenke forto fle；
Which of his wenynge overtroweth；
And nameliche of thing which groweth 2370
In loves cause or wel or wo
Yit pryded I me nevere so。
Bot wolde god that grace sende；
That toward me my lady wende
As I towardes hire wene！
Mi love scholde so be sene；
Ther scholde go no pride a place。
Bot I am ferr fro thilke grace；
As forto speke of tyme now；
So mot I soffre； and preie yow 2380
That ye wole axe on other side
If ther be eny point of Pride；
Wherof it nedeth to be schrive。
Mi Sone； godd it thee foryive；
If thou have eny thing misdo
Touchende of this； bot overmo
Ther is an other yit of Pride；
Which nevere cowthe hise wordes hide；
That he ne wole himself avaunte；
Ther mai nothing his tunge daunte； 2390
That he ne clappeth as a Belle：
Wherof if thou wolt that I telle；
It is behovely forto hiere；
So that thou myht thi tunge stiere；
Toward the world and stonde in grace；
Which lacketh ofte in many place
To him that can noght sitte stille；
Which elles scholde have al his wille。
The vice cleped Avantance
With Pride hath take his aqueintance； 2400
So that his oghne pris he lasseth；
When he such mesure overpasseth
That he his oghne Herald is。
That ferst was wel is thanne mis；
That was thankworth is thanne blame；
And thus the worschipe of his name
Thurgh pride of his avantarie
He torneth into vilenie。
I rede how that this proude vice
Hath thilke wynd in his office； 2410
Which thurgh the blastes that he bloweth
The mannes fame he overthroweth
Of vertu； which scholde elles springe
Into the worldes knowlechinge；
Bot he fordoth it alto sore。
And riht of such a maner lore
Ther ben lovers： forthi if thow
Art on of hem； tell and sei how。
Whan thou hast taken eny thing
Of loves yifte； or Nouche or ring； 2420
Or tok upon thee for the cold
Som goodly word that thee was told；
Or frendly chiere or tokne or lettre；
Wherof thin herte was the bettre；
Or that sche sende the grietinge；
Hast thou for Pride of thi likinge
Mad thin avant wher as the liste？
I wolde； fader； that ye wiste；
Mi conscience lith noght hiere：
Yit hadde I nevere such matiere； 2430
Wherof min herte myhte amende；
Noght of so mochel that sche sende
Be mowthe and seide； 〃Griet him wel：〃
And thus for that ther is no diel
Wherof to make myn avant；
It is to reson acordant
That I mai nevere； bot I lye；
Of love make avanterie。
I wot noght what I scholde have do；
If that I hadde encheson so； 2440
As ye have seid hier manyon；
Bot I fond cause nevere non：
Bot daunger； which welnyh me slowh；
Therof I cowthe telle ynowh；
And of non other Avantance：
Thus nedeth me no repentance。
Now axeth furthere of my lif；
For hierof am I noght gultif。
Mi Sone； I am wel paid withal；
For wite it wel in special 2450
That love of his verrai justice
Above alle othre ayein this vice
At alle times most debateth；
With al his herte and most it hateth。
And ek in alle maner wise
Avantarie is to despise；
As be ensample thou myht wite；
Which I finde in the bokes write。
Of hem that we Lombars now calle
Albinus was the ferste of alle 2460
Which bar corone of Lombardie；
And was of gret chivalerie
In werre ayein diverse kinges。
So fell amonges othre thinges；
That he that time a werre hadde
With Gurmond； which the Geptes ladde；
And was a myhti kyng also：
Bot natheles it fell him so；
Albinus slowh him in the feld；
Ther halp him nowther swerd ne scheld； 2470
That he ne smot his hed of thanne；
Wherof he tok awey the Panne；
Of which he seide he wolde make
A Cuppe for Gurmoundes sake；
To kepe and drawe into memoire
Of his bataille the victoire。
And thus whan he the feld hath wonne；
The lond anon was overronne
And sesed in his oghne hond；
Wher he Gurmondes dowhter fond； 2480
Which Maide Rosemounde hihte；
And was in every mannes sihte
A fair； a freissh； a lusti on。
His herte fell to hire anon；
And such a love on hire he caste；
That he hire weddeth ate laste；
And after that long time in reste
With hire he duelte； and to the beste
Thei love ech other wonder wel。
Bot sche which kepth the blinde whel； 2490
Venus； whan thei be most above；
In al the hoteste of here love；
Hire whiel sche torneth； and thei felle
In the manere as I schal telle。
This king； which stod in al his welthe
Of pes； of worschipe and of helthe；
And felte him on no side grieved；
As he that hath his world achieved；
Tho thoghte he wolde a feste make；
And that was for his wyves sake； 2500
That sche the lordes ate feste；
That were obeissant to his heste；
Mai knowe： and so forth therupon
He let ordeine； and sende anon
Be lettres and be messagiers；
And warnede alle hise officiers
That every thing be wel arraied：
The grete Stiedes were assaied
For joustinge and for tornement；
And many a perled garnement 2510
Embroudred was ayein the dai。
The lordes in here beste arrai
Be comen ate time set；
On jousteth wel； an other bet；
And otherwhile thei torneie；
And thus thei casten care aweie
And token lustes upon honde。
And after； thou schalt understonde；
To mete into the kinges halle
Thei come； as thei be beden alle： 2520
And whan thei were set and served；
Thanne after； as it was deserved；
To hem that worthi knyhtes were；
So as thei seten hiere and there；
The pris was yove and spoken oute
Among the heraldz al aboute。
And thus benethe and ek above
Al was of armes and of love；
Wherof abouten