Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 09
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To his fellowes inn he took his way:
And when that he came to this oxes stall,
After his fellow he began to call.
The hosteler answered him anon,
And saide, 'Sir, your fellow is agone,
As soon as day he went out of the town.'
"This man gan fallen in suspicion
Remembering on his dreames that he met,[322]
And forth he goeth, no lenger would he let,[323]
Unto the west gate of the town, and found
A dung cart, as it were to dunge lond,
That was arrayed in that same wise
As ye have heard the deade man devise:
And with an hardy heart he gan to cry,
'Vengeance and justice of this felony:
My fellow murdered is this same night,
And in this cart he lieth, gaping upright.[324]
I cry out on the ministers,' quoth he,
'That shoulde keep and rulen this city:
Harow! alas! here lieth my fellow slain.'
What should I more unto this tale sayn?
The people out start,[325] and cast the cart to ground,
And in the middle of the dung they found
The deade man, that murdered was all new.
O blissful God! that art so just and true,
Lo, how that thou bewrayest[326] murder alway.
Murder will out, that see we day by day.
Murder is so wlatsom[327] and abominable
To God, that is so just and reasonable,
That he ne will not suffer it heled[328] be,
Though it abide a year, or two, or three;
Murder will out, this is my conclusion.
"And right anon, ministers of that town
Have hent[329] the carter, and so sore him pined,[330]
And eke the hosteler so sore engined,[331]
That they beknew[332] hir wickedness anon,
And were anhanged by the necke bone.
"Here may men see that dreames be to dread.
And certes in the same book I read,
Right in the nexte chapter after this,
(I gabbe[333] not, so have I joy and bliss,)
Two men that would have passed over sea
For certain cause into a far country,
If that the wind ne hadde been contrary,
That made hem in a city for to tarry,
That stood full merry upon an haven side.
But on a day, again[334] the even tide,
The wind gan change, and blew right as hem lest.[335]
Jolly and glad they went unto hir rest,
And casten hem full early for to sail;
But to that one man fell a great marvail.
That one of them in sleeping as he lay,
He met[336] a wonder dream, again the day:
Him thought a man stood by his beddes side,
And him commanded that he should abide,
And said him thus: 'If thou to-morrow wend,
Thou shalt be dreynt[337]; my tale is at an end.'
He woke, and told his fellow what he met,[336]
And prayed him his voyage to let[338];
As for that day, he prayed him for to abide.
His fellow, that lay by his beddes side,
Gan for to laugh, and scorned him full fast.
'No dream,' quoth he, 'may so my heart aghast,
That I will letten for to do my things.
I sette not a straw by thy dreamings,
For swevens[339] be but vanities and japes.[340]
Men dream all day of owles or of apes,
And eke of many a mase[341] therewithal;
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