troilus and criseyde-第25节
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Love him made al prest to doon hir byde;
And rather dye than she sholde go;
But resoun seyde him; on that other syde;
‘With…oute assent of hir ne do not so; 165
Lest for thy werk she wolde be thy fo;
And seyn; that thorugh thy medling is y…blowe
Your bother love; there it was erst unknowe。'
For which he gan deliberen; for the beste;
That though the lordes wolde that she wente; 170
He wolde lat hem graunte what hem leste;
And telle his lady first what that they mente。
And whan that she had seyd him hir entente;
Ther…after wolde he werken also blyve;
Though al the world ayein it wolde stryve。 175
Ector; which that wel the Grekes herde;
For Antenor how they wolde han Criseyde;
Gan it withstonde; and sobrely answerde:
‘Sires; she nis no prisoner;' he seyde;
‘I noot on yow who that this charge leyde; 180
But; on my part; ye may eft…sone hem telle;
We usen here no wommen for to selle。'
The noyse of peple up…stirte thanne at ones;
As breme as blase of straw y…set on fyre;
For infortune it wolde; for the nones; 185
They sholden hir confusioun desyre。
‘Ector;' quod they; ‘what goost may yow enspyre
This womman thus to shilde and doon us lese
Daun Antenor? a wrong wey now ye chese
‘That is so wys; and eek so bold baroun; 190
And we han nede to folk; as men may see;
He is eek oon; the grettest of this toun;
O Ector; lat tho fantasyes be!
O king Priam;' quod they; ‘thus seggen we;
That al our voys is to for…gon Criseyde;' 195
And to deliveren Antenor they preyde。
O Iuvenal; lord! Trewe is thy sentence;
That litel witen folk what is to yerne
That they ne finde in hir desyr offence;
For cloud of errour let hem not descerne 200
What best is; and lo; here ensample as yerne。
This folk desiren now deliveraunce
Of Antenor; that broughte hem to mischaunce!
For he was after traytour to the toun
Of Troye; allas! They quitte him out to rathe; 205
O nyce world; lo; thy discrecioun!
Criseyde; which that never dide hem skathe;
Shal now no lenger in hir blisse bathe;
But Antenor; he shal com hoom to toune;
And she shal out; thus seyden here and howne。 210
For which delibered was by parlement
For Antenor to yelden out Criseyde;
And it pronounced by the president;
Al…theigh that Ector ‘nay' ful ofte preyde。
And fynaly; what wight that it with…seyde; 215
It was for nought; it moste been; and sholde;
For substaunce of the parlement it wolde。
Departed out of parlement echone;
This Troilus; with…oute wordes mo;
Un…to his chaumbre spedde him faste allone; 220
But…if it were a man of his or two;
The whiche he bad out faste for to go;
By…cause he wolde slepen; as he seyde;
And hastely up…on his bed him leyde。
And as in winter leves been biraft; 225
Eche after other; til the tree be bare;
So that ther nis but bark and braunche y…laft;
Lyth Troilus; biraft of ech wel…fare;
Y…bounden in the blake bark of care;
Disposed wood out of his wit to breyde; 230
So sore him sat the chaunginge of Criseyde。
He rist him up; and every dore he shette
And windowe eek; and tho this sorweful man
Up…on his beddes syde a…doun him sette;
Ful lyk a deed image pale and wan; 235
And in his brest the heped wo bigan
Out…breste; and he to werken in this wyse
In his woodnesse; as I shal yow devyse。
Right as the wilde bole biginneth springe
Now here; now there; y…darted to the herte; 240
And of his deeth roreth in compleyninge;
Right so gan he aboute the chaumbre sterte;
Smyting his brest ay with his festes smerte;
His heed to the wal; his body to the grounde
Ful ofte he swapte; him…selven to confounde。 245
His eyen two; for pitee of his herte;
Out stremeden as swifte welles tweye;
The heighe sobbes of his sorwes smerte
His speche him refte; unnethes mighte he seye;
‘O deeth; allas! Why niltow do me deye? 250
A…cursed be the day which that nature
Shoop me to ben a lyves creature!'
But after; whan the furie and the rage
Which that his herte twiste and faste threste;
By lengthe of tyme somwhat gan asswage; 255
Up…on his bed he leyde him doun to reste;
But tho bigonne his teres more out…breste;
That wonder is; the body may suffyse
To half this wo; which that I yow devyse。
Than seyde he thus; ‘Fortune! Allas the whyle! 260
What have I doon; what have I thus a…gilt?
How mightestow for reuthe me bigyle?
Is ther no grace; and shal I thus be spilt?
Shal thus Criseyde awey; for that thou wilt?
Allas! How maystow in thyn herte finde 265
To been to me thus cruel and unkinde?
‘Have I thee nought honoured al my lyve;
As thou wel wost; above the goddes alle?
Why wiltow me fro Ioye thus depryve?
O Troilus; what may men now thee calle 270
But wrecche of wrecches; out of honour falle
In…to miserie; in which I wol biwayle
Criseyde; allas! Til that the breeth me fayle?
‘Allas; Fortune! If that my lyf in Ioye
Displesed hadde un…to thy foule envye; 275
Why ne haddestow my fader; king of Troye;
By…raft the lyf; or doon my bretheren dye;
Or slayn my…self; that thus compleyne and crye;
I; combre…world; that may of no…thing serve;
But ever dye; and never fully sterve? 280
‘If that Criseyde allone were me laft;
Nought roughte I whider thou woldest me stere;
And hir; allas! Than hastow me biraft。
But ever…more; lo! This is thy manere;
To reve a wight that most is to him dere; 285
To preve in that thy gerful violence。
Thus am I lost; ther helpeth no defence!
‘O verray lord of love; O god; allas!
That knowest best myn herte and al my thought;
What shal my sorwful lyf don in this cas 290
If I for…go that I so dere have bought?
Sin ye Cryseyde and me han fully brought
In…to your grace; and bothe our hertes seled;
How may ye suffre; allas! It be repeled?
‘What I may doon; I shal; whyl I may dure 295
On lyve in torment and in cruel peyne;
This infortune or this disaventure;
Allone as I was born; y…wis; compleyne;
Ne never wil I seen it shyne or reyne;
But ende I wil; as Edippe; in derknesse 300
My sorwful lyf; and dyen in distresse。
‘O wery goost; that errest to and fro;
Why niltow fleen out of the wofulleste
Body; that ever mighte on grounde go?
O soule; lurkinge in this wo; unneste; 305
Flee forth out of myn herte; and lat it breste;
And folwe alwey Criseyde; thy lady dere;
Thy righte place is now no lenger here!
‘O wofulle eyen two; sin your disport
Was al to seen Criseydes eyen brighte; 310
What shal ye doon but; for my discomfort;
Stonden for nought; and wepen out your sighte?
Sin she is queynt; that wont was yow to lighte;
In veyn fro…this…forth have I eyen tweye
Y…formed; sin your vertue is a…weye。 315
‘O my Criseyde; O lady sovereyne
Of thilke woful soule that thus cryeth;
Who shal now yeven comfort to the peyne?
Allas; no wight; but when myn herte dyeth;
My spirit; which that so un…to yow hyeth; 320
Receyve in gree; for that shal ay yow serve;
For…thy no fors is; though the body sterve。
‘O ye loveres; that heighe upon the wheel
Ben set of Fortune; in good aventure;
God leve that ye finde ay love of steel; 325
And longe mot your lyf in Ioye endure!
But whan ye comen by my sepulture;
Remembreth that your felawe resteth there;
For I lovede eek; though I unworthy were。
‘O olde; unholsom; and mislyved man; 330
Calkas I mene; allas! What eyleth thee
To been a Greek; sin thou art born Troian?
O Calkas; which that wilt my bane be;
In cursed tyme was thou born for me!
As wolde blisful Iove; for his Ioye; 335
That I thee hadde; where I wolde; in Troye!'
A thousand sykes; hottere than the glede;
Out of his brest ech after other wente;
Medled with pleyntes newe; his wo to fede;
For which his woful teres never stente; 340
And shortly; so his peynes him to…rente;
And wex so mat; that Ioye nor penaunce
He feleth noon; but lyth forth in a traunce。
Pandare; which that in the parlement
Hadde herd what every lord and burgeys seyde; 345
And how ful graunted was; by oon assent;
For Antenor to yelden so Criseyde;
Gan wel neigh wood out of his wit to breyde;
So that; for wo; he niste what he mente;
But in a rees to Troilus he wente。 350
A certeyn knight; that for the tyme kepte
The chaumbre…dore; un…dide it him anoon;
And Pandare; that ful tendreliche wepte;
In…to the derke chaumbre; as stille as stoon;
Toward the bed gan softely to goon; 355
So confus; that he niste what to seye;
For verray wo his wit was neigh aweye。
And with his chere and loking al to…torn;
For sorwe of this; and with his armes folden;
He stood this woful Troilus biforn; 360
And on his pitous face he gan biholden;
But lord; so often gan his herte colden;
Seing his freend in wo; whos hevinesse
His herte slow; as thoughte him; for distresse。
This woful wight; this Troilus; that felte 365
His freend Pandare y…comen him t