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Now is Mede the mayde and no mo of hem alle	A
With bedeles and baillies brought bifore the Kyng	B
The Kyng called a clerk l kan noght his name	C
To take Mede the maide and maken hire at ese	D
I shal assayen hire myself and soothliche appose	D
What man of this world that hire were levest	E
And if she werche bi wit and my wil folwe	F
I wol forgyven hire this gilt so me God helpe '	G
Curteisly the clerk thanne as the Kyng highte	E
Took Mede bi the myddel and broghte hire into chambre	H
Ac ther was murthe and mynstralcie Mede to plese	D
That wonyeth at Westmynstre worshipeth hire alle	A
Gentilliche with joye the justices somme	C
Busked hem to the bour ther the burde dwellede	E
Conforted hyre kyndely by Clergies leve	I
And seiden ' Mourne noght Mede ne make thow no sorwe	F
For we wol wisse the Kyng and thi wey shape	J
To be wedded at thi wille and wher thee leef liketh	K
For al Conscienees cast or craft as I trowe '	G
Mildely Mede thanne merciede hem alle	A
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Of hire grete goodnesse and gaf hem echone	L
Coupes of clene gold and coppes of silver	H
Rynges with rubies and richesses manye	M
The Ieeste man of hire meynee a moton of golde	E
Thanne laughte thei leve thise lordes at Mede	E
With that comenclerkes to conforten hire the same	C
And beden hire be blithe 'For we beth thyne owene	L
For to werche thi wille the while thow myght laste '	-
Hendiliche heo thanne bihighte hem the same	C
To loven hem lelly and lordes to make	B
And in the consistorie at the court do callen hire names	D
' Shal no lewednesse lette the clerke that I lovye	M
That he ne worth first avaunced for I am biknowen	L
Ther konnynge clerkes shul clokke bihynde '	-
Thanne cam ther a confessour coped as a frere	H
To Mede the mayde mekeliche he loutede	E
And seide ful softely in shrift as it were	H
'Theigh lewed men and lered men hadde leyen by thee bothe	K
And Falshede hadde yfolwed thee alle thise fifty wynter	H
I shal assoille thee myself for a seem of whete	E
And also be thi bedeman and bere wel thyn er ende	E
Amonges knyghtes and clerkes Conscience to torne	L
Thanne Mede for hire mysdedes to that man kneled	E
And shrof hire of hire sherewednesse shamelees I trowe	F
Tolde hym a tale and took hym a noble	A
For to ben hire bedeman and hire brocour als	D
Thanne he assoiled hire soone and sithen he seide	E
' We have a wyndow in werchynge wole stonden us ful hye	M
Woldestow glaze that gable and grave therinne thy name	C
Sykir sholde thi soule be hevene to have '	-
' Wiste I that ' quod the womman I wolde noght spare	H
For to be youre frend frere and faile yow nevere	H
While ye love lordes that lecherie haunten	L
And lakketh noght ladies that loven wel the same	C
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It is a freletee of flessh ye fynden it in bokes	D
And a cours of kynde wherof we comen alle	A
Who may scape the sclaundre the scathe is soone amended	E
It is synne of the sevene sonnest relessed	E
Have mercy ' quod Mede of men that it haunteth	K
And I shal covere youre kirk youre cloistre do maken	L
Wowes do whiten and wyndowes glazen	L
Do peynten and portraye who paied for the makynge	N
That every segge shall see I am suster of youre house '	-
Ac God to alle good folk swich gravynge defendeth	K
To writen in wyndowes of hir wel dedes	D
An aventure pride be peynted there and pomp of the world	E
For God knoweth thi conscience and thi kynde wille	A
And thi cost and thi coveitise and who the catel oughte	E
Forthi I lere yow lordes leveth swiche w rityng es	D
To writen in wyndowes of youre wel dedes	D
Or to greden after Goddes men whan ye gyve doles	D
On aventure ye have youre hire here and youre hevene als	D
Nesciat sinsitra quid faciat dextra	H
Lat noght thi left half late ne rathe	K
Wite what thow werchest with thi right syde	E
For thus bit the Gospel goode men doon hir almesse	D
Maires and maceres that menes ben bitwene	L
The kyng and the comune to kepe the lawes	D
To punysshe on pillories and on pynynge stooles	D
Brewesters and baksters bochiers and cokes	D
For thise are men on this molde that moost harm wercheth	K
To the povere peple that parcelmele buggen	L
For thei poisone the peple pryveliche and ofte	E
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Thei richen thorugh regratrie and rentes hem biggen	L
With that the povere peple sholde putte in hire wombe	C
For toke thei on trewely thei tymbred nought so heighe	O
Ne boughte none burgages be ye ful certeyne	L
Ac Mede the mayde the mair h eo bisought e	P
Of alle swiche selleris silver to take	B
Or presents withouten pens as pieces of silver	H
Rynges or oother richesse the regratiers to mayntene	L
' For my love ' quod that lady love hem echone	L
And suffre hem to selle somdel ayeins reson '	-
Salamon the sage a sermon he made	E
For to amenden maires and men that kepen lawes	D
And tolde hem this teme that I telle thynke	B
Ignis devorabit tabernacula eorum qui libenter accipiunt munera c	B
Among thise lettrede leodes this Latyn is to mene	L
That fir shall falle and for brenne al to bloo askes	D
The houses and the homes of hem that desireth	K
Yiftes or yeresyeves because of hire offices	D
The Kyng fro counseil cam and called after Mede	E
And ofsente hire as swithe with sergeaunts manye	M
That broughte hire to boure with blisse and with joye	M
Curteisly the Kyng thanne comsed to telle	A
To Mede the mayde he melleth thise wordes	D
' Unwittily womman wroght hastow ofte	E
Ac worse wroghtest thow nevere than tho thow Fals toke	B
But I forgyve thee that gilt and graunte thee my grace	D
Hennes to thi deeth day do so na moore	H
I have a knyght Conscience cam late fro biyonde	E
If he wilneth thee to wif wiltow hym have '	-
'Ye Iord ' quod that lady ' Lord forbede it ellis	D
But I be holly at youre heste lat hange me soone '	-
Thanne was Conscience called to come and appere	H
Bifore the Kyng and his conseil as clerkes and othere	H
	-
Knelynge Conseience to the Kyng louted	E
To wite what his wille were and what he do sholde	E
'Woltow wedde this womman ' quod the Kyng 'if I wole assente	E
For she is fayn of thi felaweshipe for to be thi make '	-
Quod Conscience to the Kyng 'Crist it me forbede	E
Er I wedde swich a wif wo me bitide	E
For she is frele of hire feith fikel of hire speche	Q
And maketh men mysdo many score tymes	D
In trust of hire tresor she t en eth ful manye	M
Wyves and widewes wantounnesse she techeth	K
And lereth hem lecherie that loveth hire yiftes	D
Poure fader she felled thorugh false biheste	E
And hath apoisoned popes and peired Holy Chirche	Q
Is noght a bettre baude by Hym that me made	E
Bitwene hevene and helle in erthe though men soghte	E
For she is tikel of hire tail talewis of tonge	N
As commune as the cartwey to knaves and to alle	A
To monkes to mynstrales to meseles in hegges	D
Sisours and somonours swiche men hire preiseth	K
Sherreves of shires were shent if she ne were	H
For she dooth men lese hire lond and hire lif bothe	K
She leteth passe prisoners and paieth for hem ofte	E
And gyveth the gailers gold and grotes togidres	D
To unfettre the Fals fle where hym liketh	K
And taketh the trewe bi the top and tieth hym faste	E
And hangeth hym for hatrede that harm e de nevere	H
'To be cursed in consistorie she counteth noght a russhe	D
For she copeth the commissarie and coteth hise clerkes	D
She is assoiled as soone as hireself liketh	K
She may neigh as muche do in a monthe ones	D
As youre secret seel in sixe seore dayes	D
She is pryvee with the Pope provisours it knoweth	K
For Sire Symonie and hirselve seleth hire bulles	D
She blesseth thise bisshopes theigh thei be lewed	E
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Provendreth persones and preestes she maynteneth	K
To h old e lemmans and lotebies alle hire lif daies	D
And bryngen forth barnes ayein forbode lawes	D
'Ther she is wel with the kyng wo is the reaume	C
For she is favorable to Fals and defouleth truthe ofte	E
By Jesus with hire jeweles youre justice she shendeth	K
And lith ayein the lawe and letteth hym the gate	E
That feith may noght have his forth hire floryns go so thinke	B
She ledeth the lawe as hire list and lovedaies maketh	K
And doth men lese thorugh hir	H

William Langland

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