That is to fayn, that telleth in this cas 800 Shal have a fouper at youre aller cost Here in this placé fitting by this poft, Whan that ye comen agen from Canterbury. I wol my felven gladly with you ride, 605 Right at min owen coft, and be your gide. And who that wol my jugément withfay, Shal pay for alle we fpenden by the way. 810 And I wol erly shapen me therfore. This thing was granted, and our othés swore With ful glad herte, and praiden him alfo, And that he woldé ben our governour, 815 In highe and lowe: and thus by on affent, 820 And therupon the win was fette anon. We dronken, and to reste wenten eche on, A morwe whan the day began to spring, 825 And forth we riden a litel more than pas, And ther our hofte began his hors arest, And faidé, Lordés, herkeneth if you left. 830 If even fong and morwe fong accord, Let fe now who fhal tellé the firfte tale. As ever mote I drinken win or ale, 835 Who fo is rebel to my jugément, 840 Shal pay for alle that by the way is fpent. And fhortly for to tellen as it was, Were it by aventure, or fort, or cas, The fothe is this, the cutte felle on the knight, By forword, and by composition, As ye han herd; what nedeth wordés mo? And whan this good man faw that it was fo, To kepe his forword by his fre affent, $45 850 855 He faide, Sithen I fhal begin this game, His tale anon, and faide as ye shul herë. 860 BY ROBERT LANGELANDE.* THE kyng and his knights to the kyrke wente, To here mattens of the day, and the maffe after; Than waked I of my winking, and wo was withal, That I ne had slept fadder, and fighen more; * Born 13..; dyed i.... To this perfon, who is faid to have been "a Shropshere man, borne in Cleybirie, aboute viii. myles from Malverne billes," the above poem is generally afcribed; though, it must be confeffed, upon no very fatisfactory authority. Certain it is, that in what Mr. Tyrwhitt efteems the beft MSS. (which differ confiderably from the PCC.) the supposed author is expressly faluted by the appellation of WILLE, and the work itself intitled "Vifio WILLELMI de Petro Ploughman." Now, unlefs the word WILLE be only a perfonification of the mental faculty, and have consequently been misapprehended by the writer of this title, it must follow that the authors name was WILLIAM, and that his furname is totally unknown. The work itself, which will appear to have been composed in, or foon after, the year 1362, is a kind of religious allegorical fatire; in which Piers the ploughman, the principal perfonage, appears to be put for the pattern of Chriftian perfɛcsion, and feems once or twice to stand for J. C. himself. The And er I had faren a furlonge fentise me hente 5 That I ne might farder a fote, for defaute of flepinge And fat foftlie adoune and fayde my beleve, And fo I bablid on mi beads, thei brought me aflepe, And than I fawe moch more than I before of tolde, For I fe the felde ful of folke, that I before of fayde And how Reason can araien hym, al ye realme to preche, And with acros afore ye king, comfed thus to techen. He previd that thefe peftilences were for pure fynne, And the fouthweftorne wind on Satterdaie at even language and mode of verfification adopted by these writers, of which feveral other specimens are to be found in MS. is originally Gothic, and is conjectured to have been the favourite poetic ftyle of the common people, who were almost univerfally of Saxon origin, down to a late period. The author became popular about the time of the reformation, from his having lashed the vices of the clergy with a juft feverity, and foretold (as was thought) the deftruction of the monafteries by Henry VIII. It is, however, at any rate, a very masterly production. The extract begins immediately after "Paffus quintus de vifione," that is, with book or fection vi. V. 14. “This,” Mr. Tyrwhitt thinks,“ is probably the form recorded by Thorn, Walfingham,...and most par. ticularly by the continuator of Adam Murimuth, p. 115. A. D. M. CCC. LXII.-XV. die Januarii, circa horam vesperarum, ventus vehemens notus Auftralis Africus tantâ rabie erupit, &c. The 15th of January, in the year 1862, N. S.” he adds, 86 was a Saturday." |