And, roming on the clyves by the see, 1470 Under a banke anoon espyed she Wher that the ship of Iasoun gan aryve. Of her goodnesse adoun she sendeth blyve To witen yif that any straunge wight With tempest thider were y-blowe a-night, 1475 To doon him socour; as was her usaunce To forthren every wight, and doon plesaunce (110) Of veray bountee and of curtesye. This messagere adoun him gan to hye, And fond Iasoun, and Ercules also, 1480 That in a cogge to londe were y-go Hem to refresshen and to take the eyr. The morwening atempre was and fair; And in his wey the messagere hem mette. Ful cunningly thise lordes two he grette, 1485 And dide his message, axing hem anoon Yif they were broken, or oght wo begoon, (120) Or hadde nede of lodesmen or vitaile; For of socour they shulde no-thing faile, For hit was utterly the quenes wille. 1490 Iasoun answerde, mekely and stille, 'My lady,' quod he, 'thanke I hertely Of hir goodnesse; us nedeth, trewely, No-thing as now, but that we wery be, And come for to pleye, out of the see, 1495 Til that the wind be better in our weye.' This lady rometh by the clif to pleye, (130) With her meynee, endelong the stronde, And fynt this Iasoun and this other stonde, In spekinge of this thing, as I yow tolde. 1500 This Ercules and Iasoun gan beholde How that the quene hit was, and faire her grette Anon-right as they with this lady mette; And she took heed, and knew, by hir manere, By hir aray, by wordes and by chere, 1505 That hit were gentil-men, of greet degree. And to the castel with her ledeth she (140) Thise straunge folk, and doth hem greet honour, And axeth hem of travail and labour That they han suffred in the salte see; 1510 So that, within a day, or two, or three, She knew, by folk that in his shippes be, That hit was Iasoun, ful of renomee, And Ercules, that had the grete los, That soghten the aventures of Colcos; 1515 And dide hem honour more then before, And with hem deled ever lenger the more, (150) For they ben worthy folk, with-outen lees. And namely, most she spak with Ercules; To him her herte bar, he sholde be 1520 Sad, wys, and trewe, of wordes avisee, With-outen any other affeccioun Of love, or evil imaginacioun. This Ercules hath so this Iasoun preysed, That to the sonne he hath him up areysed, 1525 That half so trewe a man ther nas of love