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‘Now have I told what peril he is inne；
And his coming unwist is to every wight；
Ne； pardee； harm may ther be noon； ne sinne；
I wol my…self be with yow al this night。
Ye knowe eek how it is your owne knight； 915
And that； by right； ye moste upon him triste；
And I al prest to fecche him whan yow liste。'
This accident so pitous was to here；
And eek so lyk a sooth； at pryme face；
And Troilus hir knight to hir so dere； 920
His prive coming； and the siker place；
That； though that she dide him as thanne a grace；
Considered alle thinges as they stode；
No wonder is； sin she dide al for gode。
Cryseyde answerde； ‘As wisly god at reste 925
My sowle bringe； as me is for him wo！
And eem； y…wis； fayn wolde I doon the beste；
If that I hadde grace to do so。
But whether that ye dwelle or for him go；
I am； til god me bettre minde sende； 930
At dulcarnon； right at my wittes ende。'
Quod Pandarus； ‘Ye； nece； wol ye here？
Dulcarnon called is 〃fleminge of wrecches〃；
It semeth hard； for wrecches wol not lere
For verray slouthe or othere wilful tecches； 935
This seyd by hem that be not worth two fecches。
But ye ben wys； and that we han on honde
Nis neither hard； ne skilful to withstonde。'
‘Thanne； eem；' quod she； ‘doth her…of as yow list；
But er he come； I wil up first aryse； 940
And； for the love of god； sin al my trist
Is on yow two； and ye ben bothe wyse；
So wircheth now in so discreet a wyse；
That I honour may have； and he plesaunce；
For I am here al in your governaunce。' 945
‘That is wel seyd；' quod he； ‘my nece dere'
Ther good thrift on that wyse gentil herte！
But liggeth stille； and taketh him right here；
It nedeth not no ferther for him sterte；
And ech of yow ese otheres sorwes smerte； 950
For love of god； and； Venus； I the herie；
For sone hope I we shulle ben alle merie。'
This Troilus ful sone on knees him sette
Ful sobrely； right be hir beddes heed；
And in his beste wyse his lady grette； 955
But lord； so she wex sodeynliche reed！
Ne； though men sholden smyten of hir heed；
She coude nought a word a…right out…bringe
So sodeynly； for his sodeyn cominge。
But Pandarus； that so wel coude fele 960
In every thing； to pleye anoon bigan；
And seyde； ‘Nece； see how this lord can knele！
Now； for your trouthe； seeth this gentil man！'
And with that word he for a quisshen ran；
And seyde； ‘Kneleth now； whyl that yow leste； 965
Ther god your hertes bringe sone at reste！'
Can I not seyn； for she bad him not ryse；
If sorwe it putte out of hir remembraunce；
Or elles that she toke it in the wyse
Of duetee； as for his observaunce； 970
But wel finde I she dide him this plesaunce；
That she him kiste； al…though she syked sore；
And bad him sitte a…doun with…outen more。
Quod Pandarus； ‘Now wol ye wel biginne；
Now doth him sitte； gode nece dere； 975
Upon your beddes syde al there with…inne；
That ech of yow the bet may other here。'
And with that word he drow him to the fere；
And took a light； and fond his contenaunce；
As for to loke up…on an old romaunce。 980
Criseyde； that was Troilus lady right；
And cleer stood on a ground of sikernesse；
Al thoughte she； hir servaunt and hir knight
Ne sholde of right non untrouthe in hir gesse；
Yet nathelees； considered his distresse； 985
And that love is in cause of swich folye；
Thus to him spak she of his Ialousye：
‘Lo； herte myn； as wolde the excellence
Of love； ayeins the which that no man may；
Ne oughte eek goodly maken resistence 990
And eek bycause I felte wel and say
Youre grete trouthe； and servyse every day；
And that your herte al myn was； sooth to seyne；
This droof me for to rewe up…on your peyne。
‘And your goodnesse have I founde alwey yit； 995
Of whiche； my dere herte and al my knight；
I thonke it yow； as fer as I have wit；
Al can I nought as muche as it were right；
And I； emforth my conninge and my might；
Have and ay shal； how sore that me smerte； 1000
Ben to yow trewe and hool； with a myn herte；
‘And dredelees； that shal be founde at preve。
But； herte myn； what al this is to seyne
Shal wel be told； so that ye noght yow greve；
Though I to yow right on your…self compleyne。 1005
For ther…with mene I fynally the peyne；
That halt your herte and myn in hevinesse；
Fully to sleen； and every wrong redresse。
‘My goode； myn； not I for…why ne how
That Ialousye； allas！ That wikked wivere； 1010
Thus causelees is cropen in…to yow；
The harm of which I wolde fayn delivere！
Allas！ That he； al hool； or of him slivere；
Shuld have his refut in so digne a place；
Ther Iove him sone out of your herte arace！ 1015
‘But O； thou Iove； O auctor of nature；
Is this an honour to thy deitee；
That folk ungiltif suffren here iniure；
And who that giltif is； al quit goth he？
O were it leful for to pleyne on thee； 1020
That undeserved suffrest Ialousye；
Of that I wolde up…on thee pleyne and crye！
‘Eek al my wo is this； that folk now usen
To seyn right thus； 〃Ye； Ialousye is love！〃
And wolde a busshel venim al excusen； 1025
For that o greyn of love is on it shove！
But that wot heighe god that sit above；
If it be lyker love； or hate； or grame；
And after that； it oughte bere his name。
‘But certeyn is； som maner Ialousye 1030
Is excusable more than som； y…wis。
As whan cause is； and som swich fantasye
With pietee so wel repressed is；
That it unnethe dooth or seyth amis；
But goodly drinketh up al his distresse； 1035
And that excuse I； for the gentilesse。
‘And som so ful of furie is and despyt
That it sourmounteth his repressioun；
But herte myn； ye be not in that plyt；
That thanke I god； for whiche your passioun 1040
I wol not calle it but illusioun；
Of habundaunce of love and bisy cure；
That dooth your herte this disese endure。
‘Of which I am right sory but not wrooth；
But； for my devoir and your hertes reste； 1045
Wher…so yow list； by ordal or by ooth；
By sort； or in what wyse so yow leste；
For love of god； lat preve it for the beste！
And if that I be giltif； do me deye；
Allas！ What mighte I more doon or seye？' 1050
With that a fewe brighte teres newe
Owt of hir eyen fille； and thus she seyde；
‘Now god； thou wost； in thought ne dede untrewe
To Troilus was never yet Criseyde。'
With that hir heed doun in the bed she leyde； 1055
And with the shete it wreigh； and syghed sore；
And held hir pees； not o word spak she more。
But now help god to quenchen al this sorwe；
So hope I that he shal； for he best may；
For I have seyn； of a ful misty morwe 1060
Folwen ful ofte a mery someres day；
And after winter folweth grene May。
Men seen alday； and reden eek in stories；
That after sharpe shoures been victories。
This Troilus； whan he hir wordes herde； 1065
Have ye no care； him liste not to slepe；
For it thoughte him no strokes of a yerde
To here or seen Criseyde； his lady wepe；
But wel he felte a