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' I am Ymaginatif ' quod he 'ydel was I nevere	A
Though I sitte by myself in siknesse nor in helthe	B
I have folwed thee in feith thise fyve and fo	C
And manye tymes have meved thee to mlyn n e on thyn ende	D
And how fele fernyeres are faren and so fewe to come	E
And of thi wilde wantownesse whan thow yong were	A
To amende it in thi myddel age lest myght the faille	F
In thyn olde elde that yvele kan suffre	A
Poverte or penaunce or preyeres bidde	D
Si non in prima vigilia nec in secunda c	G
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'Amende thee while thow myght thow hast ben warned ofte	D
With poustees of pestilences with poverte and with angres	H
And with thise bittre baleises God beteth his deere children	I
Quem diligo castigo	G
And David in the Sauter seith of swiche that loveth Jesus	H
'' Virga tua et baculus tuus ipsa me consolata sunt	D
Although thow strike me with thi staf with stikke or with yerde	D
It is but murthe as for me to amende my soule ''	-
And thow medlest thee with makynges and myghtest go seye thi Sauter	A
And bidde for hem that yyveth thee breed for ther are bokes ynowe	J
To telle men what Dowel is Dobet and Dobest bothe	B
And prechours to preve what it is of many a peire freres '	-
I seigh wel he seide me sooth and somwhat me to excuse	H
Seide 'Caton conforted his sone that clerk though he were	A
To solacen hym som tyme a lso I do whan I make	G
Interpone tuis interdum gaudia curis	H
'And of holy men I herde ' quod I 'how thei outherwhile	F
Pleyden the parfiter to ben in places manye	K
Ac if ther were any wight that wolde me telle	F
What were Dowel and Dobet and Dobest at the laste	D
Wolde I nevere do werk but wende to holi chirche	L
And there bidde my bedes but whan ich ete or slepe '	-
'Poul in his pistle ' quod he 'preveth what is Dowel	F
Fides spes caritas et maior horum c	G
Feith hope and charitee and alle ben goode	D
And saven men sondry tymes ac noon so soone as charite	D
For he dooth wel withouten doute that dooth as lewte techeth	B
That is if thow be man maryed thi make thow lovye	K
And lyve forth as lawe wole while ye lyven bothe	B
' Right so if thow be religious ren thow nevere ferther	A
To Rome ne to Rochemador but as thi rule techeth	B
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And holde thee under obedience that heigh wey is to hevene	I
'And if thow be maiden to marye and myght wel continue	I
Seke thow nevere seint ferther for no soule helthe	B
For what made Lucifer to lese the heighe hevene	I
Or Salomon his sapience or Sampson his strengthe	B
job the Jew his joye deere he it aboughte	D
Aristotle and othere mo Ypocras and Virgile	F
Alisaundre that al wan elengliche ended	D
Catel and kynde wit was combraunce to hem alle	F
' Felice hir fairnesse fel hire al to sclaundre	A
And Rosamounde right so reufulliche bisette	D
The beaute of hir body in baddenesse she despended	D
Of manye swiche I may rede of men and or wommen	I
That wise wordes wolde shewe and werche the contrarie	A
Sunt homines nequam bene de virtute loquentes	H
'And riche renkes right so gaderen and sparen	I
And tho men that thei moost haten mynistren it at the laste	D
And for thei suffren and see so manye nedy folkes	H
And love hem noght as Oure Lord bit lesen hir soules	H
Date et dabitur vobis	H
So catel and kynde wit acombreth ful manye	K
Wo is hym that hem weldeth but he hem wel despende	D
Scient es et nan facient es variis flagellis vapulab un t	D
Sapience seith the Bok swelleth a mannes soule	F
Sapiencia inflat c	D
And richesse right so but if the roote be trewe	J
'Ac grace is a gras therfore tho grevaunces to abate	D
Ac grace ne groweth noght but amonges gomes lowe	J
Paciwnce and poverte the place is ther groweth	B
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And in lele lyvynge men and in lif holy	D
And thorugh the gifte of the Holy Goost as the Gospel telleth	B
Spiritus ubi vult spirat	D
'Clergie and kynde wit cometh of sighte and techyng	D
As the Book bereth witnesse to burnes that kan rede	D
Quod scimus loquimur quod vidimus testamur	A
Of quod scimus cometh clergie a konnynge of hevene	I
And of quad vidimus cometh kynde wit of sighte of diverse peple	D
Ac grace is a gifte of God and of greet love spryngeth	B
Knew nevere clerk how it cometh forth ne kynde wit the weyes	H
Nescit aliquis unde venit aut quo vadit c	D
'Ac yet is clergie to comende and kynde wit bothe	B
And namely clergie for Cristes love that of clergie is roote	D
For Moyses witnesseth that God wroot for to wisse the peple	D
In the Olde Lawe as the lettre telleth that was the lawe of Jewes	H
That what womman were in avoutrye taken were she riche or poore	A
With stones men sholde hir strike and stone hire to dethe	B
A womman as we fynden was gilty of that dede	D
Ac Crist of his curteisie thorugh clergie hir saved	D
For thorugh caractes that Crist wroot the Jewes knewe hemselve	C
Giltier as afore God and gretter in synne	I
Than the womman that there was and wenten awey for shame	M
The clergie that there was conforted the womman	I
Holy Kirke knoweth this that Cristes writyng saved	D
So clergie is confort to creatures that repenten	I
And to mansede men meschief at hire ende	D
'For Goddes body myghte noght ben of breed withouten clergie	N
The which body is bothe boote to the rightfulle	D
And deeth and dampnacion to hem that deyeth yvele	D
As Cristes caracte confortede and bothe coupable shewed	D
The womman that the Jewes broughte that Jesus thoughte to save	C
Nolite iudicare et non iudicabimini	I
Right so Goddes body bretheren but it be worthili taken	I
Dampneth us at the day of dome as dide the caractes the Jewes	H
'Forthi I counseille thee for Cristes sake clergie that thow lovye	K
For kynde wit is of his kyn and neighe cosynes bothe	B
To Oure Lord leve me forthi love hem I rede	D
For bothe ben as mirours to amenden oure det autes	H
And lederes for lewed men and for lettred bothe	B
'Forthi lakke thow nevere logik lawe ne hise custumes	H
Ne countreplede clerkes l counseille thee for evere	A
For as a man may noght see that mysseth hise eighen	I
Na moore kan no clerk but if he caughte it first thorugh bokes	H
Although men made bokes God was the maister	A
And Seint Spirit the samplarie and seide what men sholde write	D
And right as sight serveth a man to se the heighe strete	D
Right so lereth lettrure lewed men to reson	I
And as a blynd man in bataille bereth wepne to fighte	D
And hath noon hap with his ax his enemy to hitte	D
Na moore kan a kynde witted man but clerkes hym teche	L
Come for al his kynde wit to Cristendom and be saved	D
Which is the cofre of Cristes tresor and clerkes kepe the keyes	H
To unloken it at hir likyng and to the lewed peple	D
Yyve mercy for hire mysdedes if men it wole aske	D
Buxomliche and benigneliche and bidden it of grace	H
'Archa Dei in the Olde Lawe Levites it kepten	I
Hadde nevere lewed man leve to leggen hond on that cheste	D
But he were preest or preestes sone patriark or prophete	D
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'Saul for he sacrificed sorwe hym bitidde	D
And his sones also for that synne mischeved	D
And manye mo other men that were no Levites	H
That with archa Dei yeden in reverence and in worship	O
And leiden hond theron to liften it up and loren hir lif after	A
'Forthi I conseille alle creatures no clergie to dispise	H
Ne sette short by hir science whatso thei don hemselve	C
Take we hir wordes at worth for hire witnesses be trewe	J
And medle we noght muche with hem to meven any wrathe	B
Lest cheste cha f en us to choppe ech man other	A
Nolite tangere christos meos c	D
' For clergie is kepere under Crist of hevene	I
Com ther nevere no knyght but clergie hym made	D
Ac kynde wit cometh of alle kynnes sightes	H
Of briddes and of beestes of blisse and of sorwe	J
Of tastes of truthe and oft of deceites	H
' Olde lyveris toforn us useden to marke	D
The selkouthes that thei seighen hir sones for to teche	L
And helden it an heigh science hir wittes to knowe	J
Ac thorugh hir science soothly	D

William Langland

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