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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 08</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus yrobed in russet I romed aboute <br>Al a somer seson for to seke Dowel, <br>And frayned ful ofte of folk that I mette <br>If any wight wiste wher Dowel was at inne, <br>And what man he myghte be of many man I asked. <br>Was nevere wight as I wente that me wisse kouthe <br>Where this leode lenged, lasse ne moore - <br>Til it bifel on a Friday two freres I mette, <br>Maistres of the Menours, men of grete witte. <br>I hailsed hem hendely, as I hadde ylerned, <br>And preide hem, pur churite, er thei passed ferther, <br>If they knewe any contree or costes [aboute] <br>Where that Dowel dwelieth - 'Dooth me to witene; <br>For [ye] be men of this moolde that moost wide walken, <br>And knowen contrees and courtes and many kynnes places - <br>Bothe princes paleises and povere mennes cotes, <br>And Dowel and Do-yvele, wher thei dwelle bothe.' <br>'[Marie!]', quod the Menours, ' [amonges us he dwelleth], <br>And evere hath, as I hope, and evere shal herafter.' <br>'Contra!' quod I as a clerc, and comsed to disputen, <br>And seide, 'Soothly, Sepcies in die cadit iustus. <br>Sevene sithes, seith the Book, synneth the rightfulle, <br>And whoso synneth,' I seide, ' [certes] dooth yvele, as me thynketh, <br>And Dowel and Do-yvele mowe noght dwelle togideres. <br>Ergo he nys noght alwey at hoom amonges yow freres<br>He is outhemhile elliswhere to wisse the peple.' <br>' I shal seye thee, my sone,' seide the frere thanne, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'How seven sithes the sadde man synneth on the day. <br>By a forbisne,' quod the frere, 'I shal thee faire shewe. <br>'Lat brynge a man in a boot amydde a brode watre<br>The wynd and the water and the [waggyng of the boot] <br>Maketh the man many tyme to falle and to stonde. <br>For stonde he never so stif, he stumbleth if he meve - <br>Ac yet is he saaf and sound, and so hym bihoveth; <br>For if he ne arise the rather and raughte to the steere, <br>The wynd wolde with the water the boot overthrowe, <br>And thanne were his lif lost thorugh lachesse of hymselve. <br>' Right thus it fareth,' quod the frere, ' by folk here on erthe. <br>The water is Iikned to the world, that wanyeth and wexeth; <br>The goodes of this grounde arn lik the grete wawes <br>That as wyndes and wedres walweth aboute; <br>The boot is likned to oure body that brotel is of kynde, <br>That thorugh the fend and the flessh and the frele worlde <br>Synneth the sadde man [seven sithes a day]. <br>'Ac dedly synne doth he noght, for Dowel hym kepeth, <br>And that is charite the champion, chief help ayein synne; <br>For he strengtheth man to stonde, and steereth mannes soule <br>That, though thi body bowe as boot dooth in the watre, <br>Ay is thi soule saaf but thow thiselve wole <br>Folwe thi flessh and the fend after-<br>Do a deedly synne and drenche so thiselve. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">God wole suffre wel thi sleuthe, if thiself liketh; <br>For he yaf thee to yeresyyve to yeme wel thiselve - <br>And that is wit and free will, to every wight a porcion, <br>To fleynge foweles, to fisshes and to beestes; <br>Ac man hath moost therof, and moost is to blame <br>But if he werche wel therwith, as Dowel hym techeth.' <br>I have no kynde knowyng,' quod I, 'to conceyve alle thi wordes, <br>Ac if I may lyve and loke, I shal go lerne bettre.' <br>'I bikenne thee Crist,' quod he, that on the cros deyde.' <br>And I seide,-The same save yow fro myschaunce, <br>And yyve yow grace on this grounde goode men to worthe!' <br>And thus I wente widewher, walkyng myn one, <br>By a wilde wildernesse, and by a wodes side; <br>Blisse of the briddes abide me made, <br>And under a lynde upon a launde lened I a stounde <br>To lythe the layes tho lovely foweles made. <br>Murthe of hire mouthes made me ther to slepe; <br>The merveillouseste metels mette me thanne <br>That ever dremed [dr]ight in [doute], as I wene. <br>A muche man, as me thoughte, lik to myselve, <br>Cam and called me by my kynde name. <br>' What art thow?' quod I tho, ' that thow my name knowest?' <br>'That thow woost wel,' quod he, 'and no wight bettre.' <br>'Woot I,' [quod I, 'who art thow?'] 'Thought,' seide he thanne. <br>'I have sued thee this seven yeer; seye thow me no rather?' <br>'Art thow Thought?' quod I, 'thoo thow koudest me wisse <br>Where that Dowel dwelleth, and do me to knowe.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Dowel,' quod he, 'and Dobet and Dobest the thridde <br>Arn thre faire vertues, and ben noght fer to fynde. <br>Whoso is trewe of his tunge and of his two handes, <br>And thorugh his labour or thorugh his land his liflode wynneth, <br>And is trusty of his tailende, taketh but his owene, <br>And is noght dronkelewe ne dedeynous - Dowel hym folweth. <br>'Dobet dooth right thus, ac he dooth muche moore; <br>He is as lowe as a lomb and lovelich of speche, <br>And helpeth alle men after that hem nedeth. <br>The bagges and the bigirdles, he hath tobroke hem alle <br>That the Erl Avarous heeld, and hise heires; <br>And with Mammonaes moneie he hath maad hym frendes, <br>And is ronne into Religion, and hath rendred the Bible, <br>And precheth to the peple Seint Poules wordes - <br>Libenter suffertis insipientes cum sitis ipsi sapientes. <br>[Ye wise], suffreth the unwise with yow to libbe, <br>And with glad wille dooth hem good, for so God yow hoteth. <br>'Dobest is above bothe and bereth a bisshopes cro[c]e, <br>is hoked on that oon ende to halie men fro helle. <br>A pik is on that potente, to pulte adown the wikked <br>That waiten any wikkednesse Dowel to tene. <br>And Dowel and Dobet amonges hem ordeyned <br>To crowne oon to be kyng to [kepen] hem bothe, <br>That if Dowel or Dobet dide ayein Dobest, <br>Thanne shal the kyng come and casten hem in irens, <br>And but if Dobest bede for hem, thei to be ther for evere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus Dowel and Dobet and Dobest the thridde <br>Crowned oon to be kyng to kepen hem alle <br>And rule the reme by [rede of hire] wittes, <br>And ootherwise [ne ellis noght], but as thei thre assented.' <br>I thonked Thoght tho that he me [so] taughte. <br>'Ac yet savoreth me noght thi seying, so me Crist helpe! <br>For more kynde knowynge I coveite to lerne - <br>How Dowel, Dobet and Dobest doon among the peple.' <br>'But Wit konne wisse thee.' quod Thoght, ' where tho thre dwelle; <br>Ellis [n]oot I noon that kan, that now is alyve.' <br>Thoght and I thus thre daies we yeden <br>Disputyng upon Dowel day after oother - <br>And er we war were, with Wit gonne we mete. <br>He was long and lene, lik to noon oother; <br>Was no pride on his apparaille, ne poverte neither; <br>Sad of his semblaunt and of [a] softe [speche]. <br>I dorste meve no matere to maken hym to jangle <br>But as I bad Thoght thoo be mene bitwene <br>And pute forth som purpos to preven hise wittes, <br>What was Dowel fro Dobet, and Dobest from hem bothe. <br>Thanne Thoght in that tyme seide thise wordes<br>' Wher Dowel and Dobet and Dobest ben in londe <br>Here is Wil wolde wite if Wit koude teche; <br>And wheither he be man or no manthis man wolde as <br>And werchen as thei thre wolde - this is his entente.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Langland">William Langland</a><div class=q>
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Al a somer seson for to seke Dowel, 
And frayned ful ofte of folk that I mette 
If any wight wiste wher Dowel was at inne, 
And what man he myghte be of many man I asked. 
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