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The Pardoner's tale
661
Thise riotoures thre of whiche I telle,
These three rioters of whom I tell,
662
Longe erst er prime rong of any belle,
Long before prime rang of any bell,
663
Were set hem in a taverne for to drynke,
Had set themselves in a tavern to drink,
664
And as they sat, they herde a belle clynke
And as they sat, they heard a bell clink
665
Biforn a cors, was caried to his grave.
Before a corpse, which was carried to its grave.
666
That oon of hem gan callen to his knave:
The one of them did call to his servant:
667
"Go bet," quod he, "and axe redily
"Go quickly," he said, "and ask at once
668
What cors is this that passeth heer forby;
What corpse is this that passes by here;
669
And looke that thou reporte his name weel."
And see that thou report his name correctly."
670
"Sire," quod this boy, "it nedeth never-a-deel;
"Sir," said this boy, "that is not at all necessary;
671
It was me toold er ye cam heer two houres.
It was told me two hours before you came here.
672
He was, pardee, an old felawe of youres,
He was, indeed, an old fellow of yours,
673
And sodeynly he was yslayn to-nyght,
And suddenly he was slain last night,
674
Fordronke, as he sat on his bench upright.
Completely drunk, as he sat on his bench upright.
675
Ther cam a privee theef men clepeth Deeth,
There came a stealthy thief men call Death,
676
That in this contree al the peple sleeth,
Who slays all the people in this country,
677
And with his spere he smoot his herte atwo,
And with his spear he struck his heart in two,
678
And wente his wey withouten wordes mo.
And went his way without more words.
679
He hath a thousand slayn this pestilence.
He has slain a thousand (during) this pestilence.
680
And, maister, er ye come in his presence,
And, master, before you come in his presence,
681
Me thynketh that it were necessarie
It seems to me that it would be necessary
682
For to be war of swich an adversarie.
To beware of such an adversary.
683
Beth redy for to meete hym everemoore;
Always be ready to meet him;
684
Thus taughte me my dame; I sey namoore."
Thus taught me my mother; I say no more."
685
"By Seinte Marie!" seyde this taverner,
"By Saint Mary!" said this tavern-keeper,
686
"The child seith sooth, for he hath slayn this yeer,
"The child says truth, for he has slain this year,
687
Henne over a mile, withinne a greet village,
Over a mile from here, within a great village,
688
Bothe man and womman, child, and hyne, and page;
Both man and woman, child, and laborer, and servant boy;
689
I trowe his habitacioun be there.
I suppose his habitation is there.
690
To been avysed greet wysdom it were,
It would be great wisdom to be forewarned,
691
Er that he dide a man a dishonour."
Before he did a man any harm."
692
"Ye, Goddes armes!" quod this riotour,
"Yea, God's arms!" said this rioter,
693
"Is it swich peril with hym for to meete?
"Is it such peril to meet with him?
694
I shal hym seke by wey and eek by strete,
I shall seek him by path-way and also by street
695
I make avow to Goddes digne bones!
I make a vow to God's honorable bones!
696
Herkneth, felawes, we thre been al ones;
Listen, fellows, we three are all agreed;
697
Lat ech of us holde up his hand til oother,
Let each of us hold up his hand to other,
698
And ech of us bicomen otheres brother,
And each of us become the others' brother,
699
And we wol sleen this false traytour Deeth.
And we will slay this false traitor Death.
700
He shal be slayn, he that so manye sleeth,
He shall be slain, he who slays so many,
701
By Goddes dignitee, er it be nyght!"
By God's dignity, before it be night!"
702
Togidres han thise thre hir trouthes plight
Together have these three pledged their troths
703
To lyve and dyen ech of hem for oother,
To live and die each of them for other,
704
As though he were his owene ybore brother.
As though he were his own born brother.
705
And up they stirte, al dronken in this rage,
And up they leaped, all drunken in this rage,
706
And forth they goon towardes that village
And forth they go towards that village
707
Of which the taverner hadde spoke biforn.
Of which the tavern-keeper had spoken before.
708
And many a grisly ooth thanne han they sworn,
And many a grisly oath then have they sworn,
709
And Cristes blessed body they torente --
And Christ's blessed body they tore to pieces --
710
Deeth shal be deed, if that they may hym hente!
Death shall be dead, if they can catch him!
711
Whan they han goon nat fully half a mile,
When they have gone not fully half a mile,
712
Right as they wolde han troden over a stile,
Right as they would have stepped over a fence,
713
An oold man and a povre with hem mette.
An old and poor man met with them.
714
This olde man ful mekely hem grette,
This old man full meekly greeted them,
715
And seyde thus, "Now, lordes, God yow see!"
And said thus, "Now, lords, may God look after you!"
716
The proudeste of thise riotoures three
The proudest of these three rioters
717
Answerde agayn, "What, carl, with sory grace!
Answered in reply, "What, churl, bad luck to you!
718
Why artow al forwrapped save thy face?
Why art thou all wrapped up except for thy face?
719
Why lyvestow so longe in so greet age?"
Why live thou so long in such old age?"
720
This olde man gan looke in his visage,
This old man did look in his face,
721
And seyde thus: "For I ne kan nat fynde
And said thus: "Because I can not find
722
A man, though that I walked into Ynde,
A man, though I walked to India,
723
Neither in citee ne in no village,
Neither in city nor in any village,
724
That wolde chaunge his youthe for myn age;
That would change his youth for my age;
725
And therfore moot I han myn age stille,
And therefore I must have my age still,
726
As longe tyme as it is Goddes wille.
As long a time as it is God's will.
727
Ne Deeth, allas, ne wol nat han my lyf.
Nor Death, alas, will not have my life.
728
Thus walke I, lyk a restelees kaityf,
Thus I walk, like a restless wretch,
729
And on the ground, which is my moodres gate,
And on the ground, which is my mother's gate,
730
I knokke with my staf, bothe erly and late,
I knock with my staff, both early and late,
731
And seye `Leeve mooder, leet me in!
And say `Dear mother, let me in!
732
Lo how I vanysshe, flessh, and blood, and skyn!
Lo how I waste away, flesh, and blood, and skin!
733
Allas, whan shul my bones been at reste?
Alas, when shall my bones be at rest?
734
Mooder, with yow wolde I chaunge my cheste
Mother, with you would I exchange my strongbox
735
That in my chambre longe tyme hath be,
That in my chamber long time has been,
736
Ye, for an heyre clowt to wrappe me!'
Yea, for an hair shirt to wrap me!'
737
But yet to me she wol nat do that grace,
But yet to me she will not do that favor,
738
For which ful pale and welked is my face.
For which full pale and withered is my face.
739
"But, sires, to yow it is no curteisye
"But, sirs, to you it is no courtesy
740
To speken to an old man vileynye,
To speak rudeness to an old man,
741
But he trespasse in word or elles in dede.
Unless he trespass in word or else in deed.
742
In Hooly Writ ye may yourself wel rede:
In Holy Writ you may yourself well read:
743
`Agayns an oold man, hoor upon his heed,
`In the presence of an old man, gray upon his head,
744
Ye sholde arise;' wherfore I yeve yow reed,
You should rise;' therefore I give you advice,
745
Ne dooth unto an oold man noon harm now,
Do no harm now unto an old man,
746
Namoore than that ye wolde men did to yow
No more than you would want men to do to you
747
In age, if that ye so longe abyde.
In old age, if you live so long.
748
And God be with yow, where ye go or ryde!
And God be with you, wherever you walk or ride!
749
I moot go thider as I have to go."
I must go thither where I have to go."
750
"Nay, olde cherl, by God, thou shalt nat so,"
"Nay, old churl, by God, thou shall not so,"
751
Seyde this oother hasardour anon;
Said this other dice-player quickly;
752
"Thou partest nat so lightly, by Seint John!
"Thou depart not so quickly, by Saint John!
753
Thou spak right now of thilke traytour Deeth.
Thou spoke right now of that same traitor Death.
754
That in this contree alle oure freendes sleeth.
That slays all our friends in this country.
755
Have heer my trouthe, as thou art his espye,
Have here my pledge, as thou art his spy,
756
Telle where he is or thou shalt it abye,
Tell where he is or thou shall pay for it,
757
By God and by the hooly sacrement!
By God and by the holy sacrament!
758
For soothly thou art oon of his assent
For truly thou art in league with him
759
To sleen us yonge folk, thou false theef!"
To slay us young folk, thou false thief!"
760
"Now, sires," quod he, "if that yow be so leef
"Now, sirs," said he, "if you are so eager
761
To fynde Deeth, turne up this croked wey,
To find Death, turn up this crooked way,
762
For in that grove I lafte hym, by my fey,
For in that grove I left him, by my faith,
763
Under a tree, and there he wole abyde;
Under a tree, and there he will wait;
764
Noght for youre boost he wole him no thyng hyde.
He will not in any way hide himself because of your boast.
765
Se ye that ook? Right there ye shal hym fynde.
Do you see that oak? Right there you shall find him.
766
God save yow, that boghte agayn mankynde,
God save you, He who redeemed mankind,
767
And yow amende!" Thus seyde this olde man;
And amend you!" Thus said this old man;
768
And everich of thise riotoures ran
And every one of these rioters ran
769
Til he cam to that tree, and ther they founde
Until he came to that tree, and there they found
770
Of floryns fyne of gold ycoyned rounde
Of fine round florins of coined gold
771
Wel ny an eighte busshels, as hem thoughte.
Well nigh eight bushels, as they thought.
772
No lenger thanne after Deeth they soughte,
No longer then after Death they sought,
773
But ech of hem so glad was of that sighte,
But each of them was so glad of that sight,
774
For that the floryns been so faire and brighte,
Because the florins are so faire and bright,
775
That doun they sette hem by this precious hoord.
That they set themselves down by this precious hoard.
776
The worste of hem, he spak the firste word.
The worst of them, he spoke the first word.
777
"Bretheren," quod he, "taak kep what that I seye;
"Brethren," he said, "take heed of what I say;
778
My wit is greet, though that I bourde and pleye.
My wit is great, though I jest and play.
779
This tresor hath Fortune unto us yiven
Fortune has given this treasure unto us
780
In myrthe and joliftee oure lyf to lyven,
In mirth and jollity to live our life,
781
And lightly as it comth, so wol we spende.
And as easily as it comes, so will we spend it.
782
Ey, Goddes precious dignitee! Who wende
Ah, God's precious dignity! Who would have supposed
783
To-day that we sholde han so fair a grace?
To-day that we should have such good fortune?
784
But myghte this gold be caried fro this place
But if this gold could be carried from this place
785
Hoom to myn hous, or elles unto youres --
Home to my house, or else unto yours --
786
For wel ye woot that al this gold is oures --
For well you know that all this gold is ours --
787
Thanne were we in heigh felicitee.
Then we would be in great happiness.
788
But trewely, by daye it may nat bee.
But truly, it may not be (done) by day.
789
Men wolde seyn that we were theves stronge,
Men would say that we were arrant thieves,
790
And for oure owene tresor doon us honge.
And for our own treasure have us hanged.
791
This tresor moste ycaried be by nyghte
This treasure must be carried by night
792
As wisely and as slyly as it myghte.
As wisely and as slyly as it can be.
793
Wherfore I rede that cut among us alle
Wherefore I advise that among us all straws
794
Be drawe, and lat se wher the cut wol falle;
Be drawn, and let's see where the lot will fall;
795
And he that hath the cut with herte blithe
And he who has the shortest straw with happy heart
796
Shal renne to the town, and that ful swithe,
Shall run to the town, and that very quickly,
797
And brynge us breed and wyn ful prively.
And very secretly bring us bread and wine.
798
And two of us shul kepen subtilly
And two of us shall carefully guard
799
This tresor wel; and if he wol nat tarie,
This treasure well; and if he will not tarry,
800
Whan it is nyght, we wol this tresor carie,
When it is night, we will carry this treasure,
801
By oon assent, where as us thynketh best."
By mutual agreement, where we think best."
802
That oon of hem the cut broghte in his fest,
That one of them brought the straws in his fist,
803
And bad hem drawe and looke where it wol falle;
And commanded them to draw and see where it will fall;
804
And it fil on the yongeste of hem alle,
And it fell on the youngest of them all,
805
And forth toward the toun he wente anon.
And forth toward the town he went right away.
806
And also soone as that he was gon,
And as soon as he was gone,
807
That oon of hem spak thus unto that oother:
The one of them spoke thus unto that other:
808
"Thow knowest wel thou art my sworen brother;
"Thou knowest well thou art my sworn brother;
809
Thy profit wol I telle thee anon.
Thy profit will I tell thee straightway.
810
Thou woost wel that oure felawe is agon.
Thou knowest well that our fellow is gone.
811
And heere is gold, and that ful greet plentee,
And here is gold, and that a full great quantity,
812
That shal departed been among us thre.
That shall be divided among us three.
813
But nathelees, if I kan shape it so
But nevertheless, if I can arrange things so
814
That it departed were among us two,
That it were divided among us two,
815
Hadde I nat doon a freendes torn to thee?"
Had I not done a good turn to thee?"
816
That oother answerde, "I noot hou that may be.
That other answered, "I know not how that can be.
817
He woot that the gold is with us tweye;
He knows that the gold is with us two;
818
What shal we doon? What shal we to hym seye?"
What shall we do? What shall we say to him?"
819
"Shal it be conseil?" seyde the firste shrewe,
"Shall it be (our) secret plan?" said the first scoundrel,
820
"And I shal tellen in a wordes fewe
"And I shall tell in a few words
821
What we shal doon, and brynge it wel aboute."
What we shall do, and bring it well about."
822
"I graunte," quod that oother, "out of doute,
"I agree," said that other, "without doubt,
823
That, by my trouthe, I wol thee nat biwreye."
That, by my troth, I will not betray thee."
824
"Now," quod the firste, "thou woost wel we be tweye,
"Now," said the first, "thou knowest well we are two,
825
And two of us shul strenger be than oon.
And two of us shall be stronger than one.
826
Looke whan that he is set, that right anoon
Look, when he has set down, right away
827
Arys as though thou woldest with hym pleye,
Arise as though thou would with him play,
828
And I shal ryve hym thurgh the sydes tweye
And I shall stab him through the two sides
829
Whil that thou strogelest with hym as in game,
While thou struggle with him as in game,
830
And with thy daggere looke thou do the same;
And with thy dagger see that thou do the same;
831
And thanne shal al this gold departed be,
And then shall all this gold be divided,
832
My deere freend, bitwixen me and thee.
My dear friend, between me and thee.
833
Thanne may we bothe oure lustes all fulfille,
Then we both can fulfill all our desires,
834
And pleye at dees right at oure owene wille."
And play at dice just as we wish,"
835
And thus acorded been thise shrewes tweye
And thus these two scoundrels are agreed
836
To sleen the thridde, as ye han herd me seye.
To slay the third, as you have heard me say.
837
This yongeste, which that wente to the toun,
This youngest, who went to the town,
838
Ful ofte in herte he rolleth up and doun
Very often in heart he rolls up and down
839
The beautee of thise floryns newe and brighte.
The beauty of these florins new and bright.
840
"O Lord!" quod he, "if so were that I myghte
"O Lord!" he said, "if it would be that I might
841
Have al this tresor to myself allone,
Have all this treasure to myself alone,
842
Ther is no man that lyveth under the trone
There is no man that lives under the throne
843
Of God that sholde lyve so murye as I!"
Of God that should live so merrily as I!"
844
And atte laste the feend, oure enemy,
And at the last the fiend, our enemy,
845
Putte in his thought that he sholde poyson beye,
Put in his thought that he should buy poison,
846
With which he myghte sleen his felawes tweye;
With which he might slay his two fellows;
847
For-why the feend foond hym in swich lyvynge
Because the fiend found him in such a manner of living
848
That he hadde leve him to sorwe brynge.
That he had leave bring him to sorrow.
849
For this was outrely his fulle entente,
For this was utterly his full intention,
850
To sleen hem bothe and nevere to repente.
To slay them both and never to repent.
851
And forth he gooth, no lenger wolde he tarie,
And forth he goes, no longer would he tarry,
852
Into the toun, unto a pothecarie,
Into the town, unto an apothecary,
853
And preyde hym that he hym wolde selle
And prayed him that he would sell him
854
Som poyson, that he myghte his rattes quelle;
Some poison, that he might kill his rats;
855
And eek ther was a polcat in his hawe,
And also there was a polecat in his yard,
856
That, as he seyde, his capouns hadde yslawe,
That, as he said, had slain his capons,
857
And fayn he wolde wreke hym, if he myghte,
And he would gladly revenge himself, if he could,
858
On vermyn that destroyed hym by nyghte.
On vermin that ruined him by night.
859
The pothecarie answerde, "And thou shalt have
The apothecary answered, "And thou shall have
860
A thyng that, also God my soule save,
A thing that, as God may save my soul,
861
In al this world ther is no creature
In all this world there is no creature
862
That eten or dronken hath of this confiture
That has eaten or drunk of this concoction
863
Noght but the montance of a corn of whete,
Only so much as the amount of a seed of wheat,
864
That he ne shal his lif anon forlete;
That he shall not immediately lose his life;
865
Ye, sterve he shal, and that in lasse while
Yea, he shall die, and that in less time
866
Than thou wolt goon a paas nat but a mile,
Than thou will go at a walk but only a mile,
867
This poysoun is so strong and violent."
This poison is so strong and violent."
868
This cursed man hath in his hond yhent
This cursed man has in his hand taken
869
This poysoun in a box, and sith he ran
This poison in a box, and then he ran
870
Into the nexte strete unto a man,
Into the next street unto a man,
871
And borwed [of] hym large botelles thre,
And borrowed [of] him three large bottles,
872
And in the two his poyson poured he;
And in the two he poured his poison;
873
The thridde he kepte clene for his drynke.
The third he kept clean for his drink.
874
For al the nyght he shoop hym for to swynke
For all the night he intended to work
875
In cariynge of the gold out of that place.
In carrying of the gold out of that place.
876
And whan this riotour, with sory grace,
And when this rioter, bad luck to him,
877
Hadde filled with wyn his grete botels thre,
Had filled his three big bottles with wine,
878
To his felawes agayn repaireth he.
He goes back again to his fellows.
879
What nedeth it to sermone of it moore?
What needs it to preach of it more?
880
For right as they hadde cast his deeth bifoore,
For right as they had planned his death before,
881
Right so they han hym slayn, and that anon.
Right so they have him slain, and that immediately.
882
And whan that this was doon, thus spak that oon:
And when this was done, thus spoke that one:
883
"Now lat us sitte and drynke, and make us merie,
"Now let us sit and drink, and make us merry,
884
And afterward we wol his body berie."
And afterward we will bury his body."
885
And with that word it happed hym, par cas,
And with that word it happened to him, by chance,
886
To take the botel ther the poyson was,
To take the bottle where the poison was,
887
And drank, and yaf his felawe drynke also,
And drank, and gave his fellow drink also,
888
For which anon they storven bothe two.
For which straightway they died, both of the two.
889
But certes, I suppose that Avycen
But certainly, I suppose that Avicenna
890
Wroot nevere in no canon, ne in no fen,
Wrote never in any authoritative book, nor in any chapter,
891
Mo wonder signes of empoisonyng
More wondrous symptoms of poisoning
892
Than hadde thise wrecches two, er hir endyng.
Than had these two wretches, before their ending.
893
Thus ended been thise homycides two,
Thus ended are these two homicides,
894
And eek the false empoysonere also.
And also the false poisoner as well.
895
O cursed synne of alle cursednesse!
O cursed sin of all cursedness!
896
O traytours homycide, O wikkednesse!
O treacherous homicide, O wickedness!
897
O glotonye, luxurie, and hasardrye!
O gluttony, lechery, and dicing!
898
Thou blasphemour of Crist with vileynye
Thou blasphemer of Christ with churlish speech
899
And othes grete, of usage and of pride!
And great oaths, out of habit and out of pride!
900
Allas, mankynde, how may it bitide
Alas, mankind, how may it happen
901
That to thy creatour, which that the wroghte
That to thy creator, who made thee
902
And with his precious herte-blood thee boghte,
And with his precious heart's blood redeemed thee,
903
Thou art so fals and so unkynde, allas?
Thou art so false and so unnatural, alas?
904
Now, goode men, God foryeve yow youre trespas,
Now, good men, God forgive you your trespass,
905
And ware yow fro the synne of avarice!
And guard yourselves from the sin of avarice!
906
Myn hooly pardoun may yow alle warice,
My holy pardon can cure you all,
907
So that ye offre nobles or sterlynges,
Providing that you offer gold coins or silver pennies,
908
Or elles silver broches, spoones, rynges.
Or else silver brooches, spoons, rings.
909
Boweth youre heed under this hooly bulle!
Bow your head under this holy papal bull!
910
Cometh up, ye wyves, offreth of youre wolle!
Come up, you wives, offer some of your wool!
911
Youre names I entre heer in my rolle anon;
Your names I enter here in my roll immediately;
912
Into the blisse of hevene shul ye gon.
Into the bliss of heaven you shall go.
913
I yow assoille, by myn heigh power,
I absolve you, by my high power,
914
Yow that wol offre, as clene and eek as cleer
You who will offer, as clean and also as clear (of sin)
915
As ye were born. -- And lo, sires, thus I preche.
As you were born. -- And lo, sirs, thus I preach.
916
And Jhesu Crist, that is oure soules leche,
And Jesus Christ, that is our souls' physician,
917
So graunte yow his pardoun to receyve,
So grant you to receive his pardon,
918
For that is best; I wol yow nat deceyve.
For that is best; I will not deceive you.
919
But, sires, o word forgat I in my tale:
But, sirs, one word I forgot in my tale:
920
I have relikes and pardoun in my male,
I have relics and pardons in my bag,
921
As faire as any man in Engelond,
As fine as any man in England,
922
Whiche were me yeven by the popes hond.
Which were given to me by the pope's hand.
923
If any of yow wole, of devocion,
If any of you will, of devotion,
924
Offren and han myn absolucion,
Offer and have my absolution,
925
Com forth anon, and kneleth heere adoun,
Come forth straightway, and kneel down here,
926
And mekely receyveth my pardoun;
And meekly receive my pardon;
927
Or elles taketh pardoun as ye wende,
Or else take pardon as you travel,
928
Al newe and fressh at every miles ende,
All new and fresh at every mile's end,
929
So that ye offren, alwey newe and newe,
Providing that you offer, again and again,
930
Nobles or pens, whiche that be goode and trewe.
Gold coins or silver pennies, which are good and true.
931
It is an honour to everich that is heer
It is an honor to every one that is here
932
That ye mowe have a suffisant pardoneer
That you may have a pardoner with sufficient power
933
T' assoille yow in contree as ye ryde,
To absolve you in the countryside as you ride,
934
For aventures whiche that may bityde.
For accidents that may happen.
935
Paraventure ther may fallen oon or two
Perhaps there may fall one or two
936
Doun of his hors and breke his nekke atwo.
Down off his horse and break his neck in two.
937
Looke which a seuretee is it to yow alle
Look what a safeguard is it to you all
938
That I am in youre felaweshipe yfalle,
That I happen to be in your fellowship,
939
That may assoille yow, bothe moore and lasse,
Who can absolve you, both more and less (every one),
940
Whan that the soule shal fro the body passe.
When the soul shall from the body pass.
941
I rede that oure Hoost heere shal bigynne,
I advise that our Host here shall begin,
942
For he is moost envoluped in synne.
For he is most enveloped in sin.
943
Com forth, sire Hoost, and offre first anon,
Come forth, sir Host, and offer first right now,
944
And thou shalt kisse the relikes everychon,
And thou shall kiss the relics every one,
945
Ye, for a grote! Unbokele anon thy purs."
Yea, for a fourpence coin! Unbuckle thy purse right now."
946
"Nay, nay!" quod he, "thanne have I Cristes curs!
"Nay, nay!" he said, "then I will have Christ's curse!
947
Lat be," quod he, "it shal nat be, so theech!
Let it be," he said, "it shall not be, as I may prosper!
948
Thou woldest make me kisse thyn olde breech,
Thou would make me kiss thine old underpants,
949
And swere it were a relyk of a seint,
And swear it was a relic of a saint,
950
Though it were with thy fundement depeint!
Though it were stained by thy fundament!
951
But, by the croys which that Seint Eleyne fond,
But, by the cross that Saint Helen found,
952
I wolde I hadde thy coillons in myn hond
I would I had thy testicles in my hand
953
In stide of relikes or of seintuarie.
Instead of relics or a container for relics.
954
Lat kutte hem of, I wol thee helpe hem carie;
Have them cut off, I will help thee carry them;
955
They shul be shryned in an hogges toord!"
They shall be enshrined in a hog's turd!"
956
This Pardoner answerde nat a word;
This Pardoner answered not a word;
957
So wrooth he was, no word ne wolde he seye.
So angry he was, no word would he say.
958
"Now," quod oure Hoost, "I wol no lenger pleye
"Now," said our Host, "I will no longer joke
959
With thee, ne with noon oother angry man."
With thee, nor with any other angry man."
960
But right anon the worthy Knyght bigan,
But immediately the worthy Knight began,
961
Whan that he saugh that al the peple lough,
When he saw that all the people laughed,
962
"Namoore of this, for it is right ynough!
"No more of this, for it is right enough!
963
Sire Pardoner, be glad and myrie of cheere;
Sir Pardoner, be glad and merry of cheer;
964
And ye, sire Hoost, that been to me so deere,
And you, sir Host, who are so dear to me,
965
I prey yow that ye kisse the Pardoner.
I pray you that you kiss the Pardoner.
966
And Pardoner, I prey thee, drawe thee neer,
And Pardoner, I pray thee, draw thyself nearer,
967
And, as we diden, lat us laughe and pleye."
And, as we did, let us laugh and play."
968
Anon they kiste, and ryden forth hir weye.
At once they kissed, and rode forth their way.
Heere is ended the Pardoners tale.
The Pardoner
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