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Ac after my wakynge it was wonder longe	A
Er I koude kyndely knowe what was Dowel	B
And so my wit weex and wanyed til I a fool weere	C
And some lakked my lif allowed it fewe	D
And leten me for a lorel and looth to reverencen	E
Lordes or ladies or any lif ellis	F
As persons in pelure with pendaunts of silver	C
To sergeaunts ne to swiche seide noght ones	G
' God loke yow lordes ' ne loutede faire	C
That folk helden me a fool and in that folie I raved	H
Til reson hadde ruthe on me and rokked me aslepe	I
Til I seigh as it sorcerie were a sotil thyng withalle	B
Oon withouten tonge and teeth tolde me whider I sholde	H
And wherof I cam and of what kynde I conjured hym at the laste	H
If he were Cristes creature for Cristes love me to tellen	E
' I am Cristes creature ' quod he 'and Cristene in many a place	J
In Cristes court yknowe wel and of his kyn a party	H
Is neither Peter the Porter ne Poul with the fauchon	E
That wole defende me the dore dynge I never so late	H
At mydnyght at mydday my vois is so yknowe	D
That ech a creature of his court welcometh me faire '	K
'What are ye called ' quod I 'in that court among Cristes peple '	K
'The whiles I quykne the cors ' quod he 'called am I Anima	L
And whan I wilne and wolde Animus ich hatte	H
And for that I kan and knowe called am I Mens	M
And whan I make mone to God Memoria is my name	L
And whan I deme domes and do as truthe techeth	N
Thanne is Racio my righte name ''reson'' on Englissh	M
And whan I feele that folk telleth my firste name is Sensus	M
And that is wit and wisdom the welle of alle craftes	M
And whan I chalange or chalange noght chepe or refuse	M
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Thanne am I Conseience ycalled Goddes clerk and his notarie	C
And whan I love leelly Oure Lord and alle othere	C
Thanne is ''lele Love'' my name and in Latyn Amor	C
And whan I flee fro the flessh and forsake the careyne	E
Thanne am I spirit spechelees and Spiritus thanne ich hatte	H
Austyn and Ysodorus either of hem bothe	N
Nempnede me thus to name now thow myght chese	M
How thow coveitest to calle me now thow knowest alle my names	M
Anima pro diversis accionibus diversa nomina sortiturdum	L
vivificat corpus anima est dum vult animus est dum scit	H
mens est dum recolit memoria est dum iudicat racio est	H
dum sentit sensus est dum amat Amor est dum negat vel	B
consentit consciencia est dum spirat spiritus est '	-
'Ye ben as a bisshop ' quod I al bourdynge that tyme	L
' For bisshopes yblessed thei bereth manye names	M
Presul and Pontifex and Metropolitanus	M
And othere names an heep Episcopus and Pastor '	-
'That is sooth ' seide he 'now I se thi wille	B
Thow woldest knowe and konne the cause of alle hire names	M
And of myne if thow myghtest me thynketh by thi speche '	-
' Ye sire ' I seide 'by so no man were greved	H
Alle the sciences under sonne and alle the sotile craftes	M
I wolde I knewe and kouthe kyndely in myn herte '	-
'Thanne artow inparfit ' quod he 'and oon of Prides knyghtes	M
For swich a lust and likyng Lucifer fel from hevene	E
Ponam pedem meum in aquilone et similis ero Altissimo	L
'It were ayeins kynde ' quod he 'and alle kynnes reson	E
That any creature sholde konne al except Crist oone	E
Ayein swiche Salomon speketh and despiseth hir wittes	M
And seith Sicut qui mel comedit multum non est ei bonum	L
Sic qui scrutator est maiestatis opprimitur a gloria	C
'To Englisshe men this is to mene that mowen speke and here	C
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The man that muche hony eteth his mawe it engleymeth	N
And the moore that a man of good matere hereth	N
But he do therafter it dooth hym doubie scathe	N
'' Beatus est ' seith Seint Bernard '' qui scripturas iegit	H
Et verba vertit in opera fulliche to his power '	-
Coveitise to konne and to knowe science	M
Putte out of Paridis Adam and Eve	O
Sciencie appetitus hominem inmortalitatis gloriam spoliavit	H
'And right as hony is yvel to defie and engleymeth the mawe	D
Right so that thorugh reson wolde the roote knowe	D
Of God and of hise grete myghtes hise graces it letteth	N
For in the likynge lith a pride and licames coveitise	M
Ayein Cristes counseil and alle clerkes techynge	A
That is Non plus sapere quam oportet sapere	C
' Freres and fele othere maistres that to the lewed men prechen	E
Ye moeven materes unmesurable to tellen of the Trinite	H
That oftetymes the lewed peple of hir bileve doute	H
Bettre it were by many doctours to bileven swich techyng	P
And tellen men of the ten comaundements and touchen the sevene synnes	M
And of the braunches that burjoneth of hem and bryngen men to helle	B
And how that folk in folies mysspenden hir fyve wittes	M
As wel freres as oother folk foliliche spenden	E
In housynge in haterynge in to heigh clergie shewynge	A
Moore for pompe than for pure charite the peple woot the sothe	N
That I lye noght loo for lordes ye plesen	E
And reverencen the riche the rather for hir silver	C
Confundantur omnes qui adorant sculptilia Et alibi	Q
Ut quid diligitis vanitatem et queritis mendacium	L
'Goeth to the glose of the vers ye grete clerkes	M
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If I lye on yow to my lewed wit ledeth me to brennyng	P
For as it semeth ye forsaketh no mannes almesse	M
Of usurers of hoores of varouse chapmen	E
And louten to thise lordes that mowen lene yow nobles	M
Aye in youre rule and religion I take record at Jesus	M
That seide to hise disciples '' Ne sitis acceptores personarum ''	-
Of this matere I myghte make a long bible	B
Ac of curatours of Cristen peple as clerkes bereth witnesse	M
I shal tellen it for truthes sake take hede whoso liketh	N
'As holynesse and honeste out of Holy Chirche spredeth	N
Thorugh lele libbynge men that Goddes lawe techen	E
Right so out of Holy Chirche alle yveles spredeth	N
There inparfit preesthode is prechours and techeris	M
And se it by ensaumple in somer tyme on trowes	M
Ther some bowes ben leved and some bereth none	E
Ther is a meschief in the more of swiche manere bowes	M
Right so persons and preestes and prechours of Holi Chirche	R
Is the roote of the right feith to rule the peple	B
Ac ther the roote is roten reson woot the sothe	N
Shal nevere fiour ne fruyt ne fair leef be grene	E
'Forthi wolde ye lettrede leve the lecherie of clothyng	P
And be kynde as bifel for clerkes and curteise of Cristes goodes	M
Trewe of youre tonge and of youre tail bothe	N
And hatien to here harlotrie and aught to underfonge	A
Tithes of untrewe thyng ytilied or chaffared	H
Lothe were lewed men but thei youre loore folwede	H
And amenden hem that thei mysdoon moore for youre ensaumples	M
Than for to prechen and to preven it noght ypocrisie it semeth	N
For ypocrisie in Latyn is likned to a dongehill	B
That were bisnewed with snow and snakes withinne	E
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Or to a wal that were whitlymed and were foul withinne	E
Right so manye preestes prechours and prelates	M
Ye b en enblaunched with bele paroles and with clothes	M
Ac youre werkes and wordes therunder aren ful w o lveliche	R
Johannes Crisostomus of clerkes speketh and preestes	M
Sicut de templo omne bonum progreditur sic de templo omne	E
malum procedit Si sacerdocium integrum fuerit tota floret	H
ecclesia si autem corruptum fuerit omnium fides marcida est	H
Si sacerdocium fuerit in peccatis totus populus convertitur	C
ad peccandum Sicut cum videris arborem pallidam et marcidam	L
intelligis quod vicium habet in radice ita cum videris	M
populum indisciplinatum et irreligiosum sine dubio	Q
sacerdocium eius non est sanum	L
'If lewed men wiste what this Latyn meneth	N
And who was myn auctour muche wonder me thinketh	N
But if many preest beere for hir baselardes and hir broches	M
A peire of bedes in hir hand and a book under hir arme	L
Sire Johan and Sire Geffrey hath a girdel of silver	C
A baselard or a ballok knyf with botons overgilte	H
Ac a porthors that sholde be his plow Placebo to sigge	P
Hadde he nevere his service to h ave	S
And save he have silve	S

William Langland

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