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Sung merrier than the cuckoo or the jay:
This was his song:
"Oh kind and constant be;
Constant and kind I'll ever prove to thee." 715

Thus singing as he went, at last he drew,
By easy steps, to where the pear-tree grew:
The longing dame looked up, and spied her
love

Full fairly perched among the boughs above. She stopped, and sighing: "Oh good gods! (she

cried)

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What pangs, what sudden shoots distend my

side ?

O for that tempting fruit, so fresh, so green;
Help, for the love of Heaven's immortal Queen !
Help, dearest lord, and save at once the life
Of thy poor infant, and thy longing wife!" 725
Sore sighed the knight to hear his lady's
cry,

But could not climb, and had no servant nigh:
Old as he was, and void of eye-sight too,
What could, alas! a helpless husband do?
"And must I languish, then, (she said,) and

die,

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Yet view the lovely fruit before my eye?
At least, kind sir, for charity's sweet sake,
Vouchsafe the trunk between your arms to

take;

Then from your back I might ascend the tree; Do you but stoop, and leave the rest to me."

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"With all my soul, (he thus replied again,) I'd spend my dearest blood to ease thy pain." With that, his back against the trunk he bent; She seized a twig, and up the tree she went. Now prove your patience, gentle ladies all ! Nor let on me your heavy anger fall: 'Tis truth I tell, though not in phrase refined;

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Though blunt my tale, yet honest is my mind.
What feats the lady in the tree might do,
I pass, as gambols never known to you;
But sure it was a merrier fit, she swore,
Than in her life she ever felt before.

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In that nice moment, lo! the wondering knight

Looked out, and stood restored to sudden sight.
Straight on the tree his eager eyes he bent, 75°
As one whose thoughts were on his spouse
intent.

But when he saw his bosom-wife so dressed,
His rage was such as cannot be expressed :
Not frantic mothers, when their infants die,
With louder clamours rend the vaulted sky: 755
He cried, he roared, he stormed, he tore his

hair;

"Death! Hell! and Furies! what dost thou do there ?"

"What ails my lord? (the trembling dame replied,)

I thought your patience had been better tried:
Is this your love, ungrateful and unkind, 760
This my reward for having cured the blind?
Why was I taught to make my husband see,
By struggling with a man upon a tree?
Did I for this the power of magic prove?
Unhappy wife, whose crime was too much
love!"

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"If this be struggling, by this holy light, 'Tis struggling with a vengeance (quoth the knight).

So Heaven preserve the sight it has restored, As with these eyes I plainly saw thee whored; Whored by my slave-perfidious wretch! may hell

As surely seize thee, as I saw too well.'

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"Guard me, good angels! (cried the gentle May,) Pray Heaven this magic work the proper way Alas, my love! 'tis certain, could you see,

!

You ne'er had used these killing words to me : So help me, Fates, as 'tis no perfect sight, 776 But some faint glimmering of a doubtful light." "What I have said (quoth he), I must maintain,

For by the immortal powers it seemed too plain—”

"By all those powers, some frenzy seized

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your mind, (Replied the dame); are these the thanks I

find?

Wretch that I am, that e'er I was so kind!”
She said; a rising sigh expressed her woe,
The ready tears apace began to flow,

And, as they fell, she wiped from either eye 785
The drops; for women, when they list, can cry.
The knight was touched; and in his looks

appeared

Signs of remorse, while thus his spouse he cheered:

"Madam, 'tis past, and my short anger o'er! Come down, and vex your tender heart no

more:

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Excuse me, dear, if aught amiss was said;
For, on my soul, amends shall soon be made:
Let my repentance your forgiveness draw;
By Heaven, I swore but what I thought I

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saw.

'Ah, my loved lord! 'twas much unkind

(she cried,)

On bare suspicion thus to treat your bride. But, till your sight's established, for a while, Imperfect objects may your sense beguile.

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Thus when from sleep we first our eyes display, The balls are wounded with the piercing ray, 800 And dusky vapours rise, and intercept the day. So just recovering from the shades of night, Your swimming eyes are drunk with sudden light,

Strange phantoms dance around, and skim before your sight.

;

"Then, sir, be cautious, nor too rashly deem Heaven knows how seldom things are what they seem !

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Consult your reason, and you soon shall find
'Twas you were jealous, not your wife unkind :
Jove ne'er spoke oracle more true than this,
None judge so wrong as those who think

amiss."

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With that she leaped into her lord's embrace, With well-dissembled virtue in her face. He hugged her close, and kissed her o'er and

o'er,

Disturbed with doubts and jealousies no more: Both, pleased and blessed, renewed their mutual

VOWS,

A fruitful wife, and a believing spouse.

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Thus ends our tale, whose moral next to make, Let all wise husbands hence example take; And pray, to crown the pleasure of their lives, To be so well deluded by their wives.

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THE WIFE OF BATH.

HER PROLOGUE.

FROM CHAUCER.

EHOLD the woes of matrimonial life, And hear with reverence an experienced wife;

To dear-bought wisdom give the credit due,

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And think, for once, a woman tells you true.
In all these trials I have borne a part,
I was myself the scourge that caused the smart;
For, since fifteen, in triumph have I led
Five captive husbands from the church to bed.
Christ saw a wedding once, the Scripture says,
And saw but one, 'tis thought, in all his days;
Whence some infer, whose conscience is too

nice,

No pious Christian ought to marry twice.

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But let them read, and solve me, if they can, The words addressed to the Samaritan : Five times in lawful wedlock she was joined ; And sure the certain stint was ne'er defined. 16 "Increase and multiply," was Heaven's command,

And that's a text I clearly understand.
This too, 66 Let men their sires and mothers

leave,

And to their dearer wives for ever cleave."
More wives than one by Solomon were tried,
Or else the wisest of mankind's belied.

I've had myself full many a merry fit;
And trust in Heaven I may have many yet.
For when my transitory spouse, unkind,

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