Chaucer's Translation of Boethius's "De Consolatione Philosophiae"Boethius
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Chaucer's Translation of Boethius's "De Consolatione Philosophiae"
Boethius
Happiness; Philosophy and religion
1 Hec cum philosophia.
2 Sunt eteni{m} penne.
3 Tunc ego pape inq{uam}.
4 Quos uides sedere celsos.
5 Uides ne igitur quanto.
6 U[e]la naricij ducis.
7 Tunc ego fateor inq{ua}m.
8 Quid tantos iuuat.
9 Huic ego uideo inq{ua}m.
10 Si quis arcturi[C-3] sydera.
11 Ita est inq{ua}m.
12 Si uis celsi iura.
13 Iam ne igit{ur} uides.
14 Bella bis quinis.
EXPLICIT LIBER QUARTUS.
INCIPIT LIBER QUINTUS.
1 Dixerat orac{i}onis q{ue} cursu{m}.
2 Rupis achemenie.
3 Animaduerto inq{ua}m.
4 Puro claru{m} lumine.
5 Tamen ego en inq{ua}m.
6 Que nam discors.
7 Tamen illa uetus.
8 Quonda{m} porticus attulit.
9 Quod si i{n} corporib{us}.
10 Qua{m} uarijs figuris.
11 Quonia{m} igit{ur} uti paulo ante.
EXPLICIT LIBER QUI{N}TUS {ET} ULTIMUS.
[Footnote C-1: MS. hanc.]
[Footnote C-2: MS. luper.]
[Footnote C-3: MS. arituri.]
[[pg 4]]
[Headnote:
BOETHIUS DEPLORES HIS MISFORTUNES.]
[Sidenote: [* fol. 3 _b_.]]
*LIBER PRIMUS.
INCIPIT LIBER BOICII DE CO{N}SOLAC{I}O{N}E PHILOSOPHIE.
Car{m}i{n}a qui q{u}onda{m} studio flore{n}te p{er}egi.
[Sidenote: [The fyrste Met{ur}.]]
[Sidenote: Boethius deplores his misfortunes in the following
pathetic elegy.]
++Allas I wepyng am constreined to bygynne vers of
sorouful matere. ¶ Þat whilom in florysching
studie made delitable ditees. For loo rendyng muses
of poetes enditen to me þinges to be writen. and drery 4
v{er}s of wrecchednes weten my face wiþ v{er}ray teers.
¶ At þe leest no drede ne myȝt[e] ouer-come þo muses.
þat þei ne were{n} felawes {and} folweden my wey. þat is
to seyne when I was exiled.
[Sidenote: ypalage antithesis]
þei þat weren glorie of 8
my youȝth whilom weleful {and} grene co{n}forten now þe
sorouful werdes of me olde man.
[Sidenote: Laments his immature old age.]
for elde is comen vnwarly
vpon me hasted by þe harmes þat I haue. {and}
sorou haþ comau{n}ded his age to be in me. ¶ Heeres 12
hore ben schad ouertymelyche vpon myne heued. and
þe slak[e] skyn trembleþ vpon myn emty body.
[Sidenote: Death turns a deaf ear to the wretched.]
þilk[e]
deeþ of men is welful þat ne comeþ not in ȝeres þat
ben swete (.i. mirie.) but comeþ to wrecches often 16
yclepid.
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