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The Complete Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, edited from numerous manuscripts by the Rev. Walter W. Skeat (2nd ed.) (Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1899). 7 vols. Vol. 4.

Author: Geoffrey Chaucer
Editor: Walter W. Skeat

Part of: The Complete Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, 7 vols.

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THE WIFE OF BATH’S PROLOGUE.
(T. 5583-5602; for T. 5582, see p. 164.)

The Prologe of the Wyves Tale of Bathe.

‘EXPERIENCE, though noon auctoritee
Were in this world, were right y-nough to me
To speke of wo that is in mariage;
For, lordinges, sith I twelf yeer was of age,
Thonked be god that is eterne on lyve,5
Housbondes at chirche-dore I have had fyve;
For I so ofte have y-wedded be;
And alle were worthy men in hir degree.
But me was told certeyn, nat longe agon is,
That sith that Crist ne wente never but onis10
To wedding in the Cane of Galilee,
That by the same ensample taughte he me
That I ne sholde wedded be but ones.
Herke eek, lo! which a sharp word for the nones
Besyde a welle Iesus, god and man,15
Spak in repreve of the Samaritan:
“Thou hast y-had fyve housbondes,” quod he,
“And thilke man, the which that hath now thee,
Is noght thyn housbond;” thus seyde he certeyn;
What that he mente ther-by, I can nat seyn;20
But that I axe, why that the fifthe man
Was noon housbond to the Samaritan?
How manye mighte she have in mariage?
Yet herde I never tellen in myn age
Upon this nombre diffinicioun;25
Men may devyne and glosen up and doun.
But wel I woot expres, with-oute lye,
God bad us for to wexe and multiplye;
That gentil text can I wel understonde.
Eek wel I woot he seyde, myn housbonde30
Sholde lete fader and moder, and take me;
But of no nombre mencioun made he,
Of bigamye or of octogamye;
Why sholde men speke of it vileinye?
Lo, here the wyse king, dan Salomon;35
I trowe he hadde wyves mo than oon;
As, wolde god, it leveful were to me
To be refresshed half so ofte as he!
Which yifte of god hadde he for alle his wyvis!
No man hath swich, that in this world alyve is.40
God woot, this noble king, as to my wit,
The firste night had many a mery fit
With ech of hem, so wel was him on lyve!
Blessed be god that I have wedded fyve!
Welcome the sixte, whan that ever he shal.45
For sothe, I wol nat kepe me chast in al;
Whan myn housbond is fro the world y-gon,
Som Cristen man shal wedde me anon;
For thanne thapostle seith, that I am free
To wedde, a goddes half, wher it lyketh me.50
He seith that to be wedded is no sinne;
Bet is to be wedded than to brinne.
What rekketh me, thogh folk seye vileinye
Of shrewed Lameth and his bigamye?
I woot wel Abraham was an holy man,55
And Iacob eek, as ferforth as I can;
And ech of hem hadde wyves mo than two;
And many another holy man also.
Whan saugh ye ever, in any maner age,
That hye god defended mariage60
By expres word? I pray you, telleth me;
Or wher comanded he virginitee?
I woot as wel as ye, it is no drede,
Thapostel, whan he speketh of maydenhede;
He seyde, that precept ther-of hadde he noon.65
Men may conseille a womman to been oon,
But conseilling is no comandement;
He putte it in our owene Iugement.
For hadde god comanded maydenhede,
Thanne hadde he dampned wedding with the dede;70
And certes , if ther were no seed y-sowe,
Virginitee, wher-of than sholde it growe?
Poul dorste nat comanden atte leste
A thing of which his maister yaf noon heste.
The dart is set up for virginitee;75
Cacche who so may, who renneth best lat see.
But this word is nat take of every wight,
But ther as god list give it of his might.
I woot wel, that thapostel was a mayde;
But natheless, thogh that he wroot and sayde,80
He wolde that every wight were swich as he,
Al nis but conseil to virginitee;
And for to been a wyf, he yaf me leve
Of indulgence; so it is no repreve
To wedde me, if that my make dye,85
With-oute excepcioun of bigamye.
Al were it good no womman for to touche,
He mente as in his bed or in his couche;
For peril is bothe fyr and tow tassemble;
Ye knowe what this ensample may resemble.90
This is al and som, he heeld virginitee
More parfit than wedding in freletee.
Freeltee clepe I, but-if that he and she
Wolde leden al hir lyf in chastitee.
I graunte it wel, I have noon envye,95
Thogh maydenhede preferre bigamye;
Hem lyketh to be clene, body and goost,
Of myn estaat I nil nat make no boost.
For wel ye knowe, a lord in his houshold,
He hath nat every vessel al of gold;100
Somme been of tree, and doon hir lord servyse.
God clepeth folk to him in sondry wyse,
And everich hath of god a propre yifte,
Som this, som that,—as him lyketh shifte.
Virginitee is greet perfeccioun,105
And continence eek with devocioun.
But Crist, that of perfeccioun is welle,
Bad nat every wight he sholde go selle
All that he hadde, and give it to the pore,
And in swich wyse folwe him and his fore.110
He spak to hem that wolde live parfitly;
And lordinges, by your leve, that am nat I.
I wol bistowe the flour of al myn age
In the actes and in fruit of mariage.
Telle me also, to what conclusioun115
Were membres maad of generacioun,
And for what profit was a wight y-wroght?
Trusteth right wel, they wer nat maad for noght.
Glose who-so wole, and seye bothe up and doun,
That they were maked for purgacioun120
Of urine, and our bothe thinges smale
Were eek to knowe a femele from a male,
And for noon other cause: sey ye no?
The experience woot wel it is noght so;
So that the clerkes be nat with me wrothe,125
I sey this, that they maked been for bothe,
This is to seye, for office, and for ese
Of engendrure, ther we nat god displese.
Why sholde men elles in hir bokes sette,
That man shal yelde to his wyf hir dette?130
Now wher-with sholde he make his payement,
If he ne used his sely instrument?
Than were they maad up-on a creature,
To purge uryne, and eek for engendrure.
But I seye noght that every wight is holde,135
That hath swich harneys as I to yow tolde,
To goon and usen hem in engendrure;
Than sholde men take of chastitee no cure.
Crist was a mayde, and shapen as a man,
And many a seint, sith that the world bigan,140
Yet lived they ever in parfit chastitee.
I nil envye no virginitee;
Lat hem be breed of pured whete-seed,
And lat us wyves hoten barly-breed;
And yet with barly-breed, Mark telle can,145
Our lord Iesu refresshed many a man.
In swich estaat as god hath cleped us
I wol persevere, I nam nat precious.
In wyfhode I wol use myn instrument
As frely as my maker hath it sent.150
If I be daungerous, god yeve me sorwe!
Myn housbond shal it have bothe eve and morwe,
Whan that him list com forth and paye his dette.
An housbonde I wol have, I nil nat lette,
Which shal be bothe my dettour and my thral,155
And have his tribulacioun with-al
Up-on his flessh, whyl that I am his wyf.
I have the power duringe al my lyf
Up-on his propre body, and noght he.
Right thus the apostel tolde it un-to me;160
And bad our housbondes for to love us weel.
Al this sentence me lyketh every-deel’—
UP sterte the Pardoner, and that anon,
‘Now dame,’ quod he, ‘by god and by seint Iohn,
Ye been a noble prechour in this cas!165
I was aboute to wedde a wyf; allas!
What sholde I bye it on my flesh so dere?
Yet hadde I lever wedde no wyf to-yere!’
‘Abyde!’ quod she, ‘my tale is nat bigonne;
Nay, thou shalt drinken of another tonne170
Er that I go, shal savoure wors than ale.
And whan that I have told thee forth my tale
Of tribulacioun in mariage,
Of which I am expert in al myn age,
This to seyn, my-self have been the whippe;—175
Than maystow chese whether thou wolt sippe
Of thilke tonne that I shal abroche.
Be war of it, er thou to ny approche;
For I shal telle ensamples mo than ten.
Who-so that nil be war by othere men,180
By him shul othere men corrected be.
The same wordes wryteth Ptholomee;
Rede in his Almageste, and take it there.’
‘Dame, I wolde praye yow, if your wil it were,’
Seyde this Pardoner, ‘as ye bigan,185
Telle forth your tale, spareth for no man,
And teche us yonge men of your praktike.’
‘Gladly,’ quod she, ‘sith it may yow lyke.
But yet I praye to al this companye,
If that I speke after my fantasye,190
As taketh not a-grief of that I seye;
For myn entente nis but for to pleye.
Now sires, now wol I telle forth my tale.—
As ever mote I drinken wyn or ale,
I shal seye sooth, tho housbondes that I hadde,195
As three of hem were gode and two were badde.
The three men were gode, and riche, and olde;
Unnethe mighte they the statut holde
In which that they were bounden un-to me.
Ye woot wel what I mene of this, pardee!200
As help me god, I laughe whan I thinke
How pitously a-night I made hem swinke;
And by my fey, I tolde of it no stoor.
They had me yeven hir gold and hir tresoor;
Me neded nat do lenger diligence205
To winne hir love, or doon hem reverence.
They loved me so wel, by god above,
That I ne tolde no deyntee of hir love!
A wys womman wol sette hir ever in oon
To gete hir love, ther as she hath noon.210
But sith I hadde hem hoolly in myn hond,
And sith they hadde me yeven all hir lond,
What sholde I taken hede hem for to plese,
But it were for my profit and myn ese?
I sette hem so a-werke, by my fey,215
That many a night they songen “weilawey!”
The bacoun was nat fet for hem, I trowe,
That som men han in Essex at Dunmowe.
I governed hem so wel, after my lawe,
That ech of hem ful blisful was and fawe220
To bringe me gaye thinges fro the fayre.
They were ful glad whan I spak to hem fayre;
For god it woot, I chidde hem spitously.
Now herkneth, how I bar me proprely,
Ye wyse wyves, that can understonde.225
Thus shul ye speke and bere hem wrong on honde;
For half so boldely can ther no man
Swere and lyen as a womman can.
I sey nat this by wyves that ben wyse,
But-if it be whan they hem misavyse.230
A wys wyf, if that she can hir good,
Shal beren him on hond the cow is wood,
And take witnesse of hir owene mayde
Of hir assent; but herkneth how I sayde.
‘Sir olde kaynard, is this thyn array?235
Why is my neighebores wyf so gay?
She is honoured over-al ther she goth;
I sitte at hoom, I have no thrifty cloth.
What dostow at my neighebores hous?
Is she so fair? artow so amorous?240
What rowne ye with our mayde? benedicite!
Sir olde lechour , lat thy Iapes be!
And if I have a gossib or a freend,
With-outen gilt, thou chydest as a feend,
If that I walke or pleye un-to his hous!245
Thou comest hoom as dronken as a mous,
And prechest on thy bench, with yvel preef!
Thou seist to me, it is a greet meschief
To wedde a povre womman, for costage;
And if that she be riche, of heigh parage,250
Than seistow that it is a tormentrye
To suffre hir pryde and hir malencolye.
And if that she be fair, thou verray knave,
Thou seyst that every holour wol hir have;
She may no whyle in chastitee abyde,255
That is assailled up-on ech a syde.
Thou seyst, som folk desyre us for richesse,
Somme for our shap, and somme for our fairnesse;
And som, for she can outher singe or daunce,
And som, for gentillesse and daliaunce;260
Som, for hir handes and hir armes smale;
Thus goth al to the devel by thy tale.
Thou seyst, men may nat kepe a castel-wal;
It may so longe assailled been over-al.
And if that she be foul, thou seist that she265
Coveiteth every man that she may se;
For as a spaynel she wol on him lepe,
Til that she finde som man hir to chepe;
Ne noon so grey goos goth ther in the lake,
As, seistow, that wol been with-oute make.270
And seyst, it is an hard thing for to welde
A thing that no man wol, his thankes, helde.
Thus seistow, lorel, whan thow goost to bedde;
And that no wys man nedeth for to wedde,
Ne no man that entendeth un-to hevene.275
With wilde thonder-dint and firy levene
Mote thy welked nekke be to-broke!
Thow seyst that dropping houses, and eek smoke,
And chyding wyves, maken men to flee
Out of hir owene hous ; a! benedicite!280
What eyleth swich an old man for to chyde?
Thow seyst, we wyves wol our vyces hyde
Til we be fast, and than we wol hem shewe;
Wel may that be a proverbe of a shrewe!
Thou seist, that oxen, asses, hors, and houndes,285
They been assayed at diverse stoundes;
Bacins, lavours, er that men hem bye,
Spones and stoles, and al swich housbondrye,
And so been pottes, clothes, and array;
But folk of wyves maken noon assay290
Til they be wedded; olde dotard shrewe!
And than, seistow, we wol oure vices shewe.
Thou seist also, that it displeseth me
But-if that thou wolt preyse my beautee,
And but thou poure alwey up-on my face,295
And clepe me “faire dame” in every place;
And but thou make a feste on thilke day
That I was born, and make me fresh and gay,
And but thou do to my norice honour,
And to my chamberere with-inne my bour,300
And to my fadres folk and his allyes;—
Thus seistow, olde barel ful of lyes!
And yet of our apprentice Ianekyn,
For his crisp heer, shyninge as gold so fyn,
And for he squiereth me bothe up and doun,305
Yet hastow caught a fals suspecioun;
I wol hym noght, thogh thou were deed to-morwe.
But tel me this, why hydestow, with sorwe,
The keyes of thy cheste awey fro me?
It is my good as wel as thyn, pardee.310
What wenestow make an idiot of our dame?
Now by that lord, that called is seint Iame,
Thou shalt nat bothe, thogh that thou were wood,
Be maister of my body and of my good;
That oon thou shalt forgo, maugree thyne yën;315
What nedeth thee of me to enquere or spyën?
I trowe, thou woldest loke me in thy chiste!
Thou sholdest seye, “wyf, go wher thee liste,
Tak your disport, I wol nat leve no talis;
I knowe yow for a trewe wyf, dame Alis.”320
We love no man that taketh kepe or charge
Wher that we goon, we wol ben at our large.
Of alle men y-blessed moot he be,
The wyse astrologien Dan Ptholome,
That seith this proverbe in his Almageste,325
“Of alle men his wisdom is the hyeste,
That rekketh never who hath the world in honde.”
By this proverbe thou shalt understonde,
Have thou y-nogh, what thar thee recche or care
How merily that othere folkes fare?330
For certeyn, olde dotard, by your leve,
Ye shul have queynte right y-nough at eve.
He is to greet a nigard that wol werne
A man to lighte his candle at his lanterne;
He shal have never the lasse light, pardee;335
Have thou y-nough, thee thar nat pleyne thee.
Thou seyst also, that if we make us gay
With clothing and with precious array,
That it is peril of our chastitee;
And yet, with sorwe, thou most enforce thee,340
And seye thise wordes in the apostles name,
“In habit, maad with chastitee and shame,
Ye wommen shul apparaille yow,” quod he,
“And noght in tressed heer and gay perree,
As perles, ne with gold, ne clothes riche;”345
After thy text, ne after thy rubriche
I wol nat wirche as muchel as a gnat.
Thou seydest this, that I was lyk a cat;
For who-so wolde senge a cattes skin,
Thanne wolde the cat wel dwellen in his in;350
And if the cattes skin be slyk and gay,
She wol nat dwelle in house half a day,
But forth she wole, er any day be dawed,
To shewe hir skin, and goon a-caterwawed;
This is to seye, if I be gay, sir shrewe,355
I wol renne out, my borel for to shewe.
Sire olde fool, what eyleth thee to spyen?
Thogh thou preye Argus, with his hundred yën,
To be my warde-cors , as he can best,
In feith, he shal nat kepe me but me lest;360
Yet coude I make his berd, so moot I thee.
Thou seydest eek, that ther ben thinges three,
The whiche thinges troublen al this erthe,
And that no wight ne may endure the ferthe;
O leve sir shrewe, Iesu shorte thy lyf!365
Yet prechestow, and seyst, an hateful wyf
Y-rekened is for oon of thise meschances.
Been ther none othere maner resemblances
That ye may lykne your parables to,
But-if a sely wyf be oon of tho?370
Thou lykenest wommanes love to helle,
To bareyne lond, ther water may not dwelle.
Thou lyknest it also to wilde fyr;
The more it brenneth, the more it hath desyr
To consume every thing that brent wol be.375
Thou seyst, that right as wormes shende a tree,
Right so a wyf destroyeth hir housbonde;
This knowe they that been to wyves bonde.’
Lordinges, right thus, as ye have understonde,
Bar I stifly myne olde housbondes on honde,380
That thus they seyden in hir dronkenesse;
And al was fals, but that I took witnesse
On Ianekin and on my nece also.
O lord, the peyne I dide hem and the wo,
Ful giltelees , by goddes swete pyne!385
For as an hors I coude byte and whyne.
I coude pleyne, thogh I were in the gilt,
Or elles often tyme hadde I ben spilt.
Who-so that first to mille comth, first grint;
I pleyned first, so was our werre y-stint.390
They were ful glad to excusen hem ful blyve
Of thing of which they never agilte hir lyve.
Of wenches wolde I beren him on honde,
Whan that for syk unnethes mighte he stonde.
Yet tikled it his herte, for that he395
Wende that I hadde of him so greet chiertee.
I swoor that al my walkinge out by nighte
Was for tespye wenches that he dighte;
Under that colour hadde I many a mirthe.
For al swich wit is yeven us in our birthe;400
Deceite, weping, spinning god hath yive
To wommen kindely, whyl they may live.
And thus of o thing I avaunte me,
Atte ende I hadde the bettre in ech degree,
By sleighte, or force, or by som maner thing,405
As by continuel murmur or grucching;
Namely a-bedde hadden they meschaunce,
Ther wolde I chyde and do hem no plesaunce;
I wolde no lenger in the bed abyde,
If that I felte his arm over my syde,410
Til he had maad his raunson un-to me;
Than wolde I suffre him do his nycetee.
And ther-fore every man this tale I telle,
Winne who-so may, for al is for to selle.
With empty hand men may none haukes lure;415
For winning wolde I al his lust endure,
And make me a feyned appetyt;
And yet in bacon hadde I never delyt;
That made me that ever I wolde hem chyde.
For thogh the pope had seten hem biside,420
I wolde nat spare hem at hir owene bord.
For by my trouthe, I quitte hem word for word.
As help me verray god omnipotent,
Thogh I right now sholde make my testament,
I ne owe hem nat a word that it nis quit.425
I broghte it so aboute by my wit,
That they moste yeve it up, as for the beste;
Or elles hadde we never been in reste.
For thogh he loked as a wood leoun,
Yet sholde he faille of his conclusioun.430
Thanne wolde I seye, ‘gode lief, tak keep
How mekely loketh Wilkin oure sheep;
Com neer, my spouse, lat me ba thy cheke!
Ye sholde been al pacient and meke,
And han a swete spyced conscience,435
Sith ye so preche of Iobes pacience.
Suffreth alwey, sin ye so wel can preche;
And but ye do, certein we shal yow teche
That it is fair to have a wyf in pees.
Oon of us two moste bowen, doutelees;440
And sith a man is more resonable
Than womman is, ye moste been suffrable.
What eyleth yow to grucche thus and grone?
Is it for ye wolde have my queynte allone?
Why taak it al, lo, have it every-deel;445
Peter! I shrewe yow but ye love it weel!
For if I wolde selle my bele chose,
I coude walke as fresh as is a rose;
But I wol kepe it for your owene tooth.
Ye be to blame, by god, I sey yow sooth.’450
Swiche maner wordes hadde we on honde.
Now wol I speken of my fourthe housbonde.
My fourthe housbonde was a revelour,
This is to seyn, he hadde a paramour;
And I was yong and ful of ragerye,455
Stiborn and strong, and Ioly as a pye.
Wel coude I daunce to an harpe smale,
And singe, y-wis, as any nightingale,
Whan I had dronke a draughte of swete wyn.
Metellius, the foule cherl, the swyn,460
That with a staf birafte his wyf hir lyf,
For she drank wyn, thogh I hadde been his wyf,
He sholde nat han daunted me fro drinke;
And, after wyn, on Venus moste I thinke:
For al so siker as cold engendreth hayl,465
A likerous mouth moste han a likerous tayl.
In womman vinolent is no defence,
This knowen lechours by experience.
But, lord Crist! whan that it remembreth me
Up-on my yowthe, and on my Iolitee,470
It tikleth me aboute myn herte rote.
Unto this day it dooth myn herte bote
That I have had my world as in my tyme.
But age, allas! that al wol envenyme,
Hath me biraft my beautee and my pith;475
Lat go, fare-wel, the devel go therwith!
The flour is goon, ther is na-more to telle,
The bren, as I best can, now moste I selle;
But yet to be right mery wol I fonde.
Now wol I tellen of my fourthe housbonde.480
I seye, I hadde in herte greet despyt
That he of any other had delyt.
But he was quit, by god and by seint Ioce!
I made him of the same wode a croce;
Nat of my body in no foul manere,485
But certeinly, I made folk swich chere,
That in his owene grece I made him frye
For angre, and for verray Ialousye.
By god, in erthe I was his purgatorie,
For which I hope his soule be in glorie.490
For god it woot, he sat ful ofte and song
Whan that his shoo ful bitterly him wrong.
Ther was no wight, save god and he, that wiste,
In many wyse, how sore I him twiste.
He deyde whan I cam fro Ierusalem,495
And lyth y-grave under the rode-beem,
Al is his tombe noght so curious
As was the sepulcre of him, Darius,
Which that Appelles wroghte subtilly;
It nis but wast to burie him preciously.500
Lat him fare-wel, god yeve his soule reste,
He is now in the grave and in his cheste.
Now of my fifthe housbond wol I telle.
God lete his soule never come in helle!
And yet was he to me the moste shrewe;505
That fele I on my ribbes al by rewe,
And ever shal, un-to myn ending-day.
But in our bed he was so fresh and gay,
And ther-with-al so wel coude he me glose,
Whan that he wolde han my bele chose,510
That thogh he hadde me bet on every boon,
He coude winne agayn my love anoon.
I trowe I loved him beste, for that he
Was of his love daungerous to me.
We wommen han, if that I shal nat lye,515
In this matere a queynte fantasye;
Wayte what thing we may nat lightly have,
Ther-after wol we crye al-day and crave.
Forbede us thing, and that desyren we;
Prees on us faste, and thanne wol we flee.520
With daunger oute we al our chaffare;
Greet prees at market maketh dere ware,
And to greet cheep is holde at litel prys;
This knoweth every womman that is wys.
My fifthe housbonde, god his soule blesse!525
Which that I took for love and no richesse,
He som-tyme was a clerk of Oxenford,
And had left scole, and wente at hoom to bord
With my gossib, dwellinge in oure toun,
God have hir soule! hir name was Alisoun.530
She knew myn herte and eek my privetee
Bet than our parisshe-preest, so moot I thee!
To hir biwreyed I my conseil al.
For had myn housbonde pissed on a wal,
Or doon a thing that sholde han cost his lyf,535
To hir, and to another worthy wyf,
And to my nece, which that I loved weel,
I wolde han told his conseil every-deel.
And so I dide ful often, god it woot,
That made his face ful often reed and hoot540
For verray shame, and blamed him-self for he
Had told to me so greet a privetee.
And so bifel that ones, in a Lente,
(So often tymes I to my gossib wente,
For ever yet I lovede to be gay,545
And for to walke, in March, Averille, and May,
Fro hous to hous, to here sondry talis),
That Iankin clerk, and my gossib dame Alis,
And I my-self, in-to the feldes wente.
Myn housbond was at London al that Lente;550
I hadde the bettre leyser for to pleye,
And for to see, and eek for to be seye
Of lusty folk; what wiste I wher my grace
Was shapen for to be, or in what place?
Therefore I made my visitaciouns,555
To vigilies and to processiouns,
To preching eek and to thise pilgrimages,
To pleyes of miracles and mariages,
And wered upon my gaye scarlet gytes.
Thise wormes, ne thise motthes, ne thise mytes,560
Upon my peril, frete hem never a deel;
And wostow why? for they were used weel.
Now wol I tellen forth what happed me.
I seye, that in the feeldes walked we,
Til trewely we hadde swich daliance,565
This clerk and I, that of my purveyance
I spak to him, and seyde him, how that he,
If I were widwe, sholde wedde me.
For certeinly, I sey for no bobance,
Yet was I never with-outen purveyance570
Of mariage, nof othere thinges eek.
I holde a mouses herte nat worth a leek,
That hath but oon hole for to sterte to,
And if that faille, thanne is al y-do.
I bar him on honde, he hadde enchanted me;575
My dame taughte me that soutiltee.
And eek I seyde, I mette of him al night;
He wolde han slayn me as I lay up-right,
And al my bed was ful of verray blood,
But yet I hope that he shal do me good; 580
For blood bitokeneth gold, as me was taught.
And al was fals, I dremed of it right naught,
But as I folwed ay my dames lore,
As wel of this as of other thinges more.
But now sir, lat me see, what I shal seyn?585
A! ha! by god, I have my tale ageyn.
Whan that my fourthe housbond was on bere,
I weep algate, and made sory chere,
As wyves moten, for it is usage,
And with my coverchief covered my visage;590
But for that I was purveyed of a make,
I weep but smal, and that I undertake.
To chirche was myn housbond born a-morwe
With neighebores, that for him maden sorwe;
And Iankin oure clerk was oon of tho.595
As help me god, whan that I saugh him go
After the bere, me thoughte he hadde a paire
Of legges and of feet so clene and faire,
That al myn herte I yaf un-to his hold.
He was, I trowe, a twenty winter old,600
And I was fourty, if I shal seye sooth;
But yet I hadde alwey a coltes tooth.
Gat-tothed I was, and that bicam me weel;
I hadde the prente of sëynt Venus seel.
As help me god, I was a lusty oon,605
And faire and riche, and yong, and wel bigoon;
And trewely, as myne housbondes tolde me,
I had the beste quoniam mighte be.
For certes, I am al Venerien
In felinge, and myn herte is Marcien.610
Venus me yaf my lust, my likerousnesse,
And Mars yaf me my sturdy hardinesse.
Myn ascendent was Taur, and Mars ther-inne.
Allas! allas! that ever love was sinne!
I folwed ay myn inclinacioun615
By vertu of my constellacioun;
That made me I coude noght withdrawe
My chambre of Venus from a good felawe.
Yet have I Martes mark up-on my face,
And also in another privee place.620
For, god so wis be my savacioun,
I ne loved never by no discrecioun,
But ever folwede myn appetyt,
Al were he short or long, or blak or whyt;
I took no kepe, so that he lyked me,625
How pore he was, ne eek of what degree.
What sholde I seye, but, at the monthes ende,
This Ioly clerk Iankin, that was so hende,
Hath wedded me with greet solempnitee,
And to him yaf I al the lond and fee630
That ever was me yeven ther-bifore;
But afterward repented me ful sore.
He nolde suffre nothing of my list.
By god, he smoot me ones on the list,
For that I rente out of his book a leef,635
That of the strook myn ere wex al deef.
Stiborn I was as is a leonesse,
And of my tonge a verray Iangleresse,
And walke I wolde, as I had doon biforn,
From hous to hous, al-though he had it sworn.640
For which he often tymes wolde preche,
And me of olde Romayn gestes teche,
How he, Simplicius Gallus, lefte his wyf,
And hir forsook for terme of al his lyf,
Noght but for open-heeded he hir say645
Lokinge out at his dore upon a day.
Another Romayn tolde he me by name,
That, for his wyf was at a someres game
With-oute his witing, he forsook hir eke.
And than wolde he up-on his Bible seke650
That ilke proverbe of Ecclesiaste,
Wher he comandeth and forbedeth faste,
Man shal nat suffre his wyf go roule aboute;
Than wolde he seye right thus, with-outen doute,
“Who-so that buildeth his hous al of salwes,655
And priketh his blinde hors over the falwes,
And suffreth his wyf to go seken halwes,
Is worthy to been hanged on the galwes”
But al for noght, I sette noght an hawe
Of his proverbes nof his olde sawe,660
Ne I wolde nat of him corrected be.
I hate him that my vices telleth me,
And so do mo, god woot! of us than I.
This made him with me wood al outrely;
I nolde noght forbere him in no cas.665
Now wol I seye yow sooth, by seint Thomas,
Why that I rente out of his book a leef,
For which he smoot me so that I was deef.
He hadde a book that gladly, night and day,
For his desport he wolde rede alway.670
He cleped it Valerie and Theofraste,
At whiche book h
Biholde the wordes bitween the Somonour and the Frere.
- THE Frere lough, whan he hadde herd al this,
- ‘Now, dame,’ quod he, ‘so have I Ioye or blis,830
- This is a long preamble of a tale!’
- And whan the Somnour herde the Frere gale,
- ‘Lo!’ quod the Somnour, ‘goddes armes two!
- A frere wol entremette him ever-mo.
- Lo, gode men, a flye and eek a frere835
- Wol falle in every dish and eek matere.
- What spekestow of preambulacioun?
- What! amble, or trotte, or pees, or go sit doun;
- Thou lettest our disport in this manere.’
- ‘Ye, woltow so, sir Somnour?’ quod the Frere,840
- ‘Now, by my feith, I shal, er that I go,
- Telle of a Somnour swich a tale or two,
- That alle the folk shal laughen in this place.’
- ‘Now elles, Frere, I bishrewe thy face,’
- Quod this Somnour, ‘and I bishrewe me,845
- But if I telle tales two or thre
- Of freres er I come to Sidingborne,
- That I shal make thyn herte for to morne;
- For wel I woot thy pacience is goon.’
- Our hoste cryde ‘pees! and that anoon!’850
- And seyde, ‘lat the womman telle hir tale.
- Ye fare as folk that dronken been of ale.
- Do, dame, tel forth your tale, and that is best.’
- ‘Al redy, sir,’ quod she, ‘right as yow lest,
- If I have licence of this worthy Frere.’855
- ‘Yis, dame,’ quod he, ‘tel forth, and I wol here.’
Here endeth the Wyf of Bathe hir Prologe.

[5. ]Hn. Pt. Ln. Thonked; E. Ythonked.

[7. ]So E.; rest If (Hl. For) I so ofte myghte hane wedded be.

[12. ]E. om. That. E. thoughte; rest taughte he.

[14. ]E. Herkne; Hl. Herken; rest Herke (Herk). E. Hl. om. lo.

[18. ]E. And that; rest And that ilke (read thilke).

[29. ]E. om. wel.

[31. ]E. take; Hl. folwe; rest take to.

[37. ]So all but E., which has it were leueful vn-to me.

[42. ]E. myrie; Hn. murye.

[44. ]E. Hl. Yblessed; rest Blessed (Blissed).

[46. ]E. chaast.

[49. ]E. om. that.

[50. ]Hl. wher so it be; rest wher it liketh me (correctly; for a goddes half = a god’s half).

[51. ]E om. that.

[52. ]E. Hn. Hl. Bet; rest Better

[54. ]E. Hl. of; rest his.

[58. ]E. om. holy.

[59. ]Hl. Whan; E. Whanne; rest Where (Wher). E. om. any.

[64. ]E. Whan thapostel speketh.

[67. ]E. nat; rest no (non).

[71. ]E. certein.

[73. ]E. Hl. ins. ne after Poul.

[75. ]E. of; Cp. fro; Hl. on; rest for.

[77. ]E. Hl. taken.

[78. ]E. Cm. lust; Hn. Hl. list.

[79. ]E. om. that.

[85. ]E. Cm. om. that.

[89. ]Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. to assemble.

[91. ]E. Cm. that; Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. he heeld; Hl. he holdith.

[92. ]E. Cm. profiteth; rest parfit.

[94. ]Hn. Hl. leden; rest lede.

[104. ]So all but Hl. Ln., which have to schifte. Perhaps read right as him.

[108. ]E. Cm. Hl. om. he.

[109. ]E. poore, foore; and foore is glossed by steppes.

[110. ]E. poore, foore; and foore is glossed by steppes.

[113. ]E. Hl. om. al.

[116. ]E. ymaad.

[120. ]Cm. makyd; rest maad; see l. 126.

[121. ]So Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln; E. vryne bothe and thynges.

[122. ]E. Cm. And; Hn. Hl. Was; rest Were.

[126. ]this] E. yis. E. Cm. beth maked.

[130. ]E. Cm a man.

[133. ]E Thanne.

[134. ]E. Cm. om. eek.

[136. ]Hn. Hl. to yow; E. Cm. of.

[138. ]E. Cm. They shul nat; rest Than sholde men.

[140. ]E. Cm. om. that (perhaps read se-int).

[142. ]E. Cm. nil nat.

[144. ]E. hoten; Hn. Cm. hote; Cp. Pt. Ln. ete (!); Hl. eten (!).

[146. ]E. Cm. Hl. om. Iesu.

[148. ]E. Hn. precius.

[163. ]E. Hn. stirte.

[172. ]Hn. Ill. thee; rest om.

[173. ]E. Cm. that is in (for in).

[176. ]E. wheither.

[177. ]E. Cm. that; rest thilke.

[180. ]Hn. nyle; Hl. nyl; rest wol nat.

[182. ]Ln. tholome; Pt. ptholome; Hl. protholome; E. Hn. Cm. Cp. Protholome (!).

[183. ]E. Cm. Rede it in.

[184. ]E. Cm. om. yow.

[188. ]E. sires; Cm. sire; rest quod she.

[191. ]E. Cm. om. of.

[192. ]Hn. nis; E. Cm. is; rest is not.

[193. ]E. Hn. Cm. sire.

[195. ]E. of tho; Hl. Cm. of; Hn. Cp. Pt. tho; Ln. the.

[197. ]Cp. Pt. Ln. men; rest om.

[210. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. ye ther; but read lov-e.

[215. ]E. Hn. a-werk; rest a-werke.

[220. ]E. was ful blisful; Cm. was blysful and ful.

[224. ]E. baar.

[226. ]E. beren: om. wrong.

[228. ]MSS. lye; read lyen. Hn. Ln. a womman kan; Pt. womman can; rest kan a womman.

[231. ]E. Hn. Cm. A wys; Hl. I-wis a; rest wise. Read wys-e?

[232. ]Hl. beren; rest bere. Cm. cou; Pt. Ln. cowe.

[242. ]E. Pt. Hl. lecchour.

[250. ]E. Cm. om. that. E. Cm. Hl. and of; rest of.

[251. ]E. Cm. Hl. om. that.

[252. ]E. soffren.

[257. ]E. Cm. that som. E. Hn. Cm. desiren.

[258. ]E. Cm. om. and.

[259. ]E. Cm. Hl. om. outher. E. Cm. Hl. and (for or).

[260. ]and] E. Cm. and som for; Hl. or.

[269. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. ther; rest om.

[270. ]Cp. Pt. Ln. that; rest om.

[271. ]Hn. Hl. wolde, holde.

[272. ]Hn. Hl. wolde, holde.

[277. ]E. Hn. Pt. Ln. welked; Cm. wekede; Cp. Hl. wicked.

[280. ]E. Hn. Cp. houses.

[282. ]E. Cm. that we.

[286. ]E. assayd; Pt. Ln. assaide; rest assayed.

[292. ]Hn. Hl. supply And.

[295. ]Hl. pore; rest poure.

[300. ]Cm. chaumberere; Hl. chamberer; E. Hn. chambrere.

[303. ]E. Ianekyn; rest Iankyn.

[308. ]E. Cm. Hl. om. this.

[309. ]thy] E. Cm. my.

[311. ]E. Cm. to make; rest om. to.

[313. ]Hn. Ln. that; rest om.

[315. ]Hl. yen; E. eyen.

[316. ]E. nedeth thee; rest helpeth it. Hn. Cp. Ln. om. to. Hl. tenqueren; read t’enquere.

[319. ]All but Cp. Ln. om. not (nat).

[320. ]E. Pt. Alys; Ln. Ales.

[323. ]Hn. Hl. yblessed; rest blessed.

[324. ]MSS. Daun. E. Protholome; Hn. Cm. Hl. Protholome.

[326. ]E. Cm. ins. the before hyeste; (read th’ hy-ést-e).

[328. ]Cp. Pt. Ln. shal wel.

[330. ]E. myrily.

[333. ]E. Cm. wolde.

[348. ]Hl. thus; Cp. Pt. Ln. als; rest this.

[350. ]All his.

[358. ]Hl. yen; E. eyen.

[359. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. -corps.

[360. ]E. om. 2nd me.

[364. ]All but Pt. Ln. om. ne.

[366. ]E. and (for an).

[368. ]Cp. Pt. Ln. maner; Cm. of these; Hl. of thy; E. om.

[371. ]Cp. Ln. Hl. likenest; Cm. likkenyst; E. Hn. Pt. liknest. E. wommennes.

[375. ]E. Hn. consumen.

[376. ]Cp. Pt. that; rest om. Hn. Cp Pt. shende: E. Pt. shendeth.

[383. ]Hl. vpon.

[385. ]E. Hn giltlees.

[389. ]So Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln.; E. Who so comth first to mille; Hl. Who-so first cometh to the mylle.

[391. ]E. Cm. om. 2nd ful.

[393. ]E. hym; rest hem; but see 394.

[395. ]E. it; rest I.

[400. ]E. thyng was; rest wit is.

[401. ]E. yeue.

[402. ]All but Hn. Hl. ins. that before they.

[406. ]E. continueel.

[428. ]E. rest.

[431. ]Cp. Pt. Hl. ins. now before goode.

[445. ]E. Hn. Pt. Wy.

[456. ]Cm. Cp. Ln. Styborne; Pt. Hl. Stiborn; E. Hn. Stibourne.

[464. ]Cm. muste; Ln. must.

[467. ]E. Hl. wommen.

[479. ]E. myrie; Hn. murye.

[486. ]E. certein.

[497. ]E. Hn. curyus.

[508. ]E. ful; rest so.

[511. ]Cp. Hl. boon; rest bon.

[513. ]Cm. Hl. beste; E. Hn. best; Cp. Pt. the bet; Ln. bette.

[520. ]E. Hn. Preesse; Cm Presse.

[521. ]E. Hn. Cm oute; Cp. Ln. Hl. outen; Pt. outer.

[528. ]E. hadde; hom.

[532. ]E Hn as; rest so.

[534. ]E. Hn. Cm. Cp. hadde.

[545. ]Hn. Cm. louede; E. Hl. loued.

[550. ]E. the; rest that.

[558. ]E. Hn. and to; Cm. Cp. Pt. Ln. and of; Hl. om. to (or of).

[561. ]E. Hn. Cm. Cp. peril (correctly); Pt. perile; Ln. Hl. perel.

[571. ]E. Hn. nof; Cm. and more; rest ne of.

[572. ]herte] Cp. Pt. Ln. witte.

[575. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[576. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[577. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[578. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[579. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[580. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[581. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[582. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[583. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

E. Cm. om. as; but it occurs in MSS. Camb. Dd. 4. 24, Ii. 1. 36, &c

[584. ]All but E. Cm. omit these lines; (Dd. has them).

[592. ]E. wepte; but see 588.

[595. ]Or Ianekin, see 383; MSS. Iankyn.

[603. ]Ln. Gate-toþede.

[605. ]Hl. omits.

[606. ]Hl. omits.

[607. ]Hl. omits.

[608. ]Hl. omits.

E. hadde. E. Hn. quonyam; Cm. Pt. Ln. quoniam; Cp. queynte.

[609. ]Hl. omits.

Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. omit.

[610. ]Hl. omits.

Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. omit.

[611. ]Hl. omits.

Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. omit.

[612. ]Hl. omits.

Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. omit.

[619. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

[620. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

[621. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

[622. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

[623. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

Cm. folwede; E. folwed.

[624. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

[625. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

[626. ]Hn. Cp. Pt. Ln. Hl. omit.

Cm. pore; E. poore.

[634. ]E. Hn. on the lyst; (Ln. luste; Cp. Pt. lest); Hl. Cm. with his fist.

[636. ]E. Hl. wax.

[637. ]E. Hn. Stibourne.

[645. ]E. Hn. -heueded; Hl. heedid.

[649. ]E. Hn. Cm. With-outen.

[650. ]E. thanne.

[654. ]E. Thanne.

[660. ]E. Hn. nof; rest ne of. E. awe; Hn. Cm. Hl. sawe; Cp. Pt. Ln. lawe.

[676. ]Cm. Ln. whiche; rest which. Cp. Pt. Hl. Terculan.

[680. ]Hl. bourdes; rest bookes (bokes).

[683. ]E. hadde.

[832. ]E. Somonour; Hn. Cm. Cp. Pt. somnour.

[836. ]Cp. Pt. Ln. eek; rest om.

[850. ]Cp. Hl. hoste; Ln. oste; E. Hn. hoost.

[852. ]E. Cm. were; rest ben.

[853. ]E. telle (but tel in 856).

Colophon. Hn. Here endeth the prologe of the Wyf of Bathe. E. adds and bigynneth hir tale.

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(T. 5583-5602; for T. 5582, see p. 164.)