Hadde noght Maudeleyne moore For a box of salve, {258} Than Zacheus for he seide Dimidium bonorum meorum do pauperibus?
Ye, I have lent to lordes, Loved me nevere after, 2980 And have y-maad many a knyght Bothe mercer and draper, That payed nevere for his prentishode Noght a peire gloves.
To be corsed in consistorie She counteth noght a bene; For she copeth the commissarie, And coteth hise clerkes.
I kan holde love-dayes, And here a reves rekenyng; Ac in canon nor in decretals I kan noght rede a lyne.
Ac cristene men withoute moore Maye noght come to hevene; For that Crist for cristene men Deide and confermed the lawe, That who so wolde and wilneth With Crist to arise, Si cum Christo surexistis, etc.
Were the bisshope y-blessed, And worth bothe hise eris, {6} His seel sholdenoght be sent To deceyve the peple.
Have som pite on your nature 715 That formed yow to creature, Remembre yow of Socrates; For he ne counted nat three strees Of noght that Fortune coude do.
Can I noghtdoon ne seye that may yow lyke, [For] certes, now, allas!
For be right siker, I durste noght For al this worlde telle hir my thoght, 1150 Ne I wolde have wratthed hir, trewly.
Hir throte, as I have now memoire, 945 Semed a round tour of yvoire, Of good gretnesse, and noght to grete.
I wol noght serven Venus ne Cupyde For sothe as yet, by no manere wey.
I saye right as I have seyd, 1145 On hir was al my love leyd; And yet she niste hit never a del Noght longe tyme, leve hit wel.
Hit lyth not in his wit nor in his wille, But sooth is seyd, "a fool can noght be stille.
Ergo he nis noght alway · among you freres: He is outher while ellis where · to wisse the peple.
And thus the werres thei beginne, Wherof the holi cherche is taxed, That in the point as it is axed The disme goth to the bataille, As thogh Crist myhte noght availe 270 To don hem riht be other weie.
In armes lith non avantance To him which thenkth his name avance And be renomed of his dede: And also who that thenkth to spede Of love, he mai him noght avaunte; For what man thilke vice haunte, His pourpos schal fulofte faile.
Him thenkth he scholde noght ben holde 4890 Unto the moder which him bar; Of him mai nevere man be war, He wol noght knowe the merite, For that he wolde it noght aquite; Which in this world is mochel used, And fewe ben therof excused.
King David hadde many a love, Bot natheles alwey above Knyhthode he kepte in such a wise, That for no fleisshli covoitise Of lust to ligge in ladi armes He lefte noght the lust of armes.
And al this dede he for a wonder, That whanne a man for peine cride, The Bole of bras, which gapeth wyde, 3320 It scholde seme as thogh it were A belwinge in a mannes Ere, And noght the criinge of a man.
Tharfore þis tyme I may noght cum Telle þi lord I haue no tome.
Welli make, Laverd, and noght ille, To Syon in þi gode wille.
Mecħ uylanye we myght wynne, That for noghtwere so sone afrayed.
Rouland saide and noght alayned: “Syr Roulande and sire Olyuere, They confess their Nevewes to Kinge Charles of Fraunce, names.
Other whilys the webbe isnoght white but rede, other blake.
And I wnworthy ame for to attane To hir p{rese}ns, nor dare I noght complane.
At shorte wordes, thou nescapest noght Out of my paleys, or that thou be deed, But thou consente and werke after my reed; 2645 Tak this to thee for ful conclusioun.
Noght was foryeten by the infortune of Marte'; id.
Lo, to the House of Fame yonder 1070 Thou wost how cometh every speche, Hit nedeth noght thee eft to teche.
And Iasoun is as coy as is a maide, He loketh pitously, but noght he saide, But frely yaf he to her conseileres 1550 Yiftes grete, and to her officeres.
Though Mars shal helpe his knight, yet nathelees Bitwixe yow ther moot be som tyme pees, Al be ye noght of o complexioun, That causeth al day swich divisioun.
Now is my prison worse than biforn; Now is me shape eternally to dwelle Noght in purgatorie, but in helle.
And forsoth I couthnoght So strange Inglis as þai wroght, And menn besoght me many a tyme To turne it bot in light ryme.
Tempest thee noght al croked to redresse, In trust of hir that turneth as a bal: Gret reste slant in litel besinesse; And eek be war to sporne ageyn an al; Stryve noght, as doth the crokke with the wal.
I mad noght for no disours, Ne for no seggers no harpours, Bot for þe luf of symple menn That strange Inglis cann not kenn.
Why sholde I noght as wel eek telle yow al The portreiture, that was up-on the wal (1110) With-inne the temple of mighty Mars the rede?
I wol noght telle of textes never a del; I wol go to my tale, as I bigan.
What he answerde, it nedeth noght reherce, Who can sey bet than he, who can do werse?
In olde Romayn gestes may men finde Maurices lyf; I bere it noghtin minde.
Whan thorisoun was doon of Palamon, His sacrifice he dide, and that anon Ful pitously, with alle circumstaunces, Al telle I noght as now his observaunces.
Al moot be seyd, and no thing excused ne hid ne forwrapped, and noght avaunte him of his gode werkes.
Ful bisy was Grisilde in every thing That to the feste was apertinent; 1010 Right noght was she abayst of hir clothing, Though it were rude and somdel eek to-rent.
I sette noght of al the vileinye, That ye of wommen wryte, a boterflye.
A bettre felaw sholde men noght finde, He wolde suffre, for a quart of wyn, A good felawe to have his concubyn A twelf-month and excuse him atte fulle.
He seith noght ones 'grant merci,' Bot strauhte him forth to the cit'e, And let this povere Bardus be.
Forthi tomorwe in other place 170 I wole it fonde for to selle, And if it wol noght with him duelle, Bot crepe into mi purs a[gh]ein, Than dar I saufly swere and sein It is the vertu of the ston.
This variaunce grew of mater of noght and japes; the soner may be accorde.
And also these yles of Ynde, which beth even azenst us, beth noght reckned in the climates; for thei ben azenst us, that ben in the lowe contree.
But natheles ther fore scholde noght a man putten his beleeve in suche thinges: but always han fulle trust and beleeve in God oure Sovereyn Lord.
King Edward, frely fode, In Fraunce he will noght blin To make his famen wode That er wonand tharein.
Weber, 4164, we find--'And his lokkes buth noght so crolle.
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