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The Squire's Tale

 

THE PROLOGUE.

 

"HEY! Godde's mercy!" said our Hoste tho,*                         *then

"Now such a wife I pray God keep me fro'.

Lo, suche sleightes and subtilities

In women be; for aye as busy as bees

Are they us silly men for to deceive,

And from the soothe* will they ever weive,**   *truth **swerve, depart

As this Merchante's tale it proveth well.

But natheless, as true as any steel,

I have a wife, though that she poore be;

But of her tongue a labbing* shrew is she;                  *chattering

And yet* she hath a heap of vices mo'.                        *moreover

Thereof *no force;* let all such thinges go.                *no matter*

But wit* ye what? in counsel** be it said,  *know **secret, confidence

Me rueth sore I am unto her tied;

For, an'* I shoulde reckon every vice                               *if

Which that she hath, y-wis* I were too nice;**    *certainly **foolish

And cause why, it should reported be

And told her by some of this company

(By whom, it needeth not for to declare,

Since women connen utter such chaffare <1>),

And eke my wit sufficeth not thereto

To tellen all; wherefore my tale is do.*                          *done

Squier, come near, if it your wille be,

And say somewhat of love, for certes ye

*Conne thereon* as much as any man."                   *know about it*

"Nay, Sir," quoth he; "but such thing as I can,

With hearty will, -- for I will not rebel

Against your lust,* -- a tale will I tell.                    *pleasure

Have me excused if I speak amiss;

My will is good; and lo, my tale is this."

 

THE TALE.<1>

 

*Pars Prima.*                                              *First part*

 

At Sarra, in the land of Tartary,

There dwelt a king that warrayed* Russie, <2>             *made war on

Through which there died many a doughty man;

This noble king was called Cambuscan,<3>

Which in his time was of so great renown,

That there was nowhere in no regioun

So excellent a lord in alle thing:

Him lacked nought that longeth to a king,

As of the sect of which that he was born.

He kept his law to which he was y-sworn,

And thereto* he was hardy, wise, and rich,          *moreover, besides

And piteous and just, always y-lich;*            *alike, even-tempered

True of his word, benign and honourable;

*Of his corage as any centre stable;*      *firm, immovable of spirit*

Young, fresh, and strong, in armes desirous

As any bachelor of all his house.

A fair person he was, and fortunate,

And kept alway so well his royal estate,

That there was nowhere such another man.

This noble king, this Tartar Cambuscan,

Hadde two sons by Elfeta his wife,

Of which the eldest highte Algarsife,

The other was y-called Camballo.

A daughter had this worthy king also,

That youngest was, and highte Canace:

But for to telle you all her beauty,

It lies not in my tongue, nor my conning;*                      *skill

I dare not undertake so high a thing:

Mine English eke is insufficient,

It muste be a rhetor* excellent,                               *orator

*That couth his colours longing for that art,*              * see <4>*

If he should her describen any part;

I am none such, I must speak as I can.

 

And so befell, that when this Cambuscan

Had twenty winters borne his diadem,

As he was wont from year to year, I deem,

He let *the feast of his nativity*                *his birthday party*

*Do crye,* throughout Sarra his city,                    *be proclaimed*

The last Idus of March, after the year.

Phoebus the sun full jolly was and clear,

For he was nigh his exaltation

In Marte's face, and in his mansion <5>

In Aries, the choleric hot sign:

Full lusty* was the weather and benign;                      *pleasant

For which the fowls against the sunne sheen,*                  *bright

What for the season and the younge green,

Full loude sange their affections:

Them seemed to have got protections

Against the sword of winter keen and cold.

This Cambuscan, of which I have you told,

In royal vesture, sat upon his dais,

With diadem, full high in his palace;

And held his feast so solemn and so rich,

That in this worlde was there none it lich.*                      *like

Of which if I should tell all the array,

Then would it occupy a summer's day;

And eke it needeth not for to devise*                        *describe

At every course the order of service.

I will not tellen of their strange sewes,*                 *dishes <6>

Nor of their swannes, nor their heronsews.*          *young herons <7>

Eke in that land, as telle knightes old,

There is some meat that is full dainty hold,

That in this land men *reck of* it full small:              *care for*

There is no man that may reporten all.

I will not tarry you, for it is prime,

And for it is no fruit, but loss of time;

Unto my purpose* I will have recourse.                      *story <8>

And so befell that, after the third course,

While that this king sat thus in his nobley,*             *noble array

Hearing his ministreles their thinges play

Before him at his board deliciously,

In at the halle door all suddenly

There came a knight upon a steed of brass,

And in his hand a broad mirror of glass;

Upon his thumb he had of gold a ring,

And by his side a naked sword hanging:

And up he rode unto the highe board.

In all the hall was there not spoke a word,

For marvel of this knight; him to behold

Full busily they waited,* young and old.                       *watched

 

This strange knight, that came thus suddenly,

All armed, save his head, full richely,

Saluted king, and queen, and lordes all,

By order as they satten in the hall,

With so high reverence and observance,

As well in speech as in his countenance,

That Gawain <9> with his olde courtesy,

Though he were come again out of Faerie,

Him *coulde not amende with a word.*             *could not better him

And after this, before the highe board,                   by one word*

He with a manly voice said his message,

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