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
¶ But naþeles some bookes han þe text þus. For soþe she haþ forsaken þe
ne þer nis no man syker þat she ne haþ not forsaken. ¶ Holdest þou þan
þilke welefulnesse p{re}ciouse to þe þat shal passen. {and} is p{re}sent
fortune derworþi to þe. whiche þat nis not feiþful forto dwelle. {and}
whan she goþ aweye þat she bryngeþ a wyȝt in sorwe ¶ For syn she may nat
be wiþholde{n} at a mans wille. she makeþ hym a wrecche whe{n} she
dep{ar}teþ fro hym. ¶ What oþer þing is flitti{n}g fortune but a manere
shewyng of wrycchednesse þat is to comen. ne it ne suffriþ nat oo[n]ly
to loken of þing þat is p{re}sent byforne þe eyen of man. but wisdom
lokeþ {and} mesureþ þe ende of þinges. {and} þe same chau{n}gyng from
one to an oþer. þat is to seyne fro aduersite to p{ro}sperite makeþ þat
þe manaces of fortune ne ben not forto dreden. ne þe flatrynges of hir
to ben desired. ¶ Þus atte þe last it byhoueþ þe to suffren wiþ euene
wille in pacience al þat is don inwiþ þe floor of fortune. þat is to
seyne in þis worlde. ¶ Syþen þou hast oones put þi nekke vnder þe ȝokke
of hir. for if þou wilt write a lawe of wendyng {and} of dwellyng to
fortune whiche þat þou hast chosen frely to be þi lady ¶ Art þou nat
wrongful in þat {and} makest fortune wroþe {and} asp{er}e by þin
inpacience. {and} ȝit þou mayst not chaungen hir. ¶ Yif þou co{m}mittest
[{and}] bitakest þi sayles to þe wynde. þou shalt be shouen not þider
þat þou woldest(:) but whider þat þe wy{n}de shoueþ þe ¶ Yif þou castest
þi seedes in þe feldes þou sholdest haue in mynde þat þe ȝeres ben oþer
while plenteuous {and} oþ{er} while bareyne. ¶ Þou hast bytaken þiself
to þe gouernaunce of fortune. {and} forþi it byhoueþ þe to ben obeisaunt
to þe manere of þi lady. and enforcest þou þe to aresten or wiþstonden
þe swyftnesse {and} þe sweyes of hir to{ur}nyng whele. ¶ O þou fool of
alle mortel fooles if fortune bygan to dwelle stable. she cesed[e] þan
to ben fortune.
HEC CUM SUPERBA.
[Sidenote: [The fyrst met{ur}.]
++Whan fortune wiþ a proude ryȝt hande haþ turnid hir chau{n}gyng
stoundes she fareþ lyke þe maners of þe boillyng eurippe. _Glose._
Eurippe is an arme of þe see þ{a}t ebbith {and} flowiþ. {and} somtyme þe
streme is on one syde {and} somtyme on þat oþer. _Texte_ ¶ She cruel
fortune kasteþ adoune kynges þat somtyme weren ydred. {and} she
deceiuable enhau{n}seth vp þe humble chere of hym þat is discomfited.
{and} she neyþer hereþ ne reccheþ of wrecched[e] wepynges. {and} she is
so harde þat she lauȝeþ {and} scorneþ þe wepyng of hem þe whiche she haþ
maked wepe wiþ hir free wille. ¶ Þus she pleyeþ {and} þ{us} she p{re}ueþ
hir strengþe {and} sheweþ a grete wondre to alle hir seruau{n}tȝ. ¶ Yif
þat a wyȝt is seyn weleful {and} ou{er}þrowe in an houre.
VELLEM AUTE{M} PAUCA.
[Sidenote: [The secunde p{ro}se.]]
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