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Tho gan he telle him of his glade night,And wher-of first his herte dredde, and how,And seyde, `Freend, as I am trewe knight,And by that feyth I shal to god and yow,I hadde it never half so hote as now; 1650And ay the more that desyr me bytethTo love hir best, the more it me delyteth. Search Metadata Search text contents Search TV news captions Search archived websites Advanced Search. Right as the wilde bole biginneth springeNow here, now there, y-darted to the herte, 240And of his deeth roreth in compleyninge,Right so gan he aboute the chaumbre sterte,Smyting his brest ay with his festes smerte;His heed to the wal, his body to the groundeFul ofte he swapte, him-selven to confounde. But after, whan the furie and the rageWhich that his herte twiste and faste threste,By lengthe of tyme somwhat gan asswage, 255Up-on his bed he leyde him doun to reste;But tho bigonne his teres more out-breste,That wonder is, the body may suffyseTo half this wo, which that I yow devyse. Welcome! Sone after this, for that fortune it wolde,I-comen was the blisful tyme swete,That Troilus was warned that he sholde,Ther he was erst, Criseyde his lady mete; 1670For which he felte his herte in Ioye flete;And feythfully gan alle the goddes herie;And lat see now if that he can be merie. Troilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer, 1932, Literary Guild edition, in English Chaucer's Troilus and Criseyde. This Troilus, with al the affeccioun 1590Of frendes love that herte may devyse,To Pandarus on knees fil adoun,And er that he wolde of the place aryse,He gan him thonken in his beste wyse;An hondred sythe he gan the tyme blesse, 1595That he was born, to bringe him fro distresse. `And over al this, as thou wel wost thy-selve, 400This town is ful of ladies al aboute;And, to my doom, fairer than swiche twelveAs ever she was, shal I finde, in som route,Ye, oon or two, with-outen any doute.For-thy be glad, myn owene dere brother, 405If she be lost, we shal recovere another. This Troilus, whan he hir wordes herde, 1065Have ye no care, him liste not to slepe;For it thoughte him no strokes of a yerdeTo here or seen Criseyde, his lady wepe;But wel he felte aboute his herte crepe,For every teer which that Criseyde asterte, 1070The crampe of deeth, to streyne him by the herte. 1225. The text offers a choice. Criseyde, that was Troilus lady right,And cleer stood on a ground of sikernesse,Al thoughte she, hir servaunt and hir knightNe sholde of right non untrouthe in hir gesse,Yet nathelees, considered his distresse, 985And that love is in cause of swich folye,Thus to him spak she of his Ialousye: `Lo, herte myn, as wolde the excellenceOf love, ayeins the which that no man may,Ne oughte eek goodly maken resistence 990And eek bycause I felte wel and sayYoure 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. `O blake night, as folk in bokes rede,That shapen art by god this world to hyde 1430At certeyn tymes with thy derke wede,That under that men mighte in reste abyde,Wel oughte bestes pleyne, and folk thee chyde,That there-as day with labour wolde us breste,That thou thus fleest, and deynest us nought reste! `I noot my-self not wisly what it is;But now I fele a newe qualitee,Ye, al another than I dide er this.' This accident so pitous was to here,And eek so lyk a sooth, at pryme face,And Troilus hir knight to hir so dere, 920His 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. Troilus and Criseydewas written between 1381 and 1386. 175, Ector, which that wel the Grekes herde,For Antenor how they wolde han Criseyde,Gan it withstonde, and sobrely answerde: --`Sires, she nis no prisoner,' he seyde;`I noot on yow who that this charge leyde, 180But, on my part, ye may eft-sone hem telle,We usen here no wommen for to selle. `That, that the see, that gredy is to flowen,Constreyneth to a certeyn ende soHis flodes, that so fersly they ne growen 1760To drenchen erthe and al for ever-mo;And if that Love ought lete his brydel go,Al that now loveth a-sonder sholde lepe,And lost were al, that Love halt now to-hepe. In the chosen part, click on a hyperlinked word. Before Agamemnon's tent. `Ye, that to me,' quod she, `ful lever wereThan al the good the sonne aboute gooth';And therwith-al she swoor him in his ere,`Y-wis, my dere herte, I am nought wrooth, 1110Have here my trouthe and many another ooth;Now speek to me, for it am I, Cryseyde! 1475For how sholde I my lyf an houre save,Sin that with yow is al the lyf I have? 380As wisly were it fals as it is trewe,That I have herd, and wot al how it is.O mercy, god, who wolde have trowed this?Who wolde have wend that, in so litel a throwe,Fortune our Ioye wolde han over-throwe? `The sonne, which that al the world may see,Saw never yet, my lyf, that dar I leye, 1605So inly fayr and goodly as is she,Whos I am al, and shal, til that I deye;And, that I thus am hires, dar I seye,That thanked be the heighe worthinesseOf love, and eek thy kinde bisinesse. Enter TROILUS and CRESSIDA TROILUS Dear, trouble not yourself: the morn is cold. -- a wrong wey now ye chese --. What mighte or may the sely larke seye,Whan that the sperhauk hath it in his foot?I can no more, but of thise ilke tweye,To whom this tale sucre be or soot,Though that I tarie a yeer, som-tyme I moot, 1195After myn auctor, tellen hir gladnesse,As wel as I have told hir hevinesse. 1505. Wol ye do thus, for shame?'. `Save of a doughter, that I lafte, allas!Slepinge at hoom, whanne out of Troye I sterte.O sterne, O cruel fader that I was!How mighte I have in that so hard an herte? Why lystow in this wyse,Sin thy desyr al holly hastow had, 395So that, by right, it oughte y-now suffyse?But I, that never felte in my servyseA frendly chere or loking of an ye,Lat me thus wepe and wayle, til I dye. to help poor Troilus in his woe. This Norton Critical Edition of Chaucer’s masterpiece is based on Stephen Barney’s acclaimed text and is accompanied by a translation of its major source, Boccaccio’s Filostrato.. 1540. In the chosen part, click on a hyperlinked word. Similarly you may wish (or not) to pronounce the ï of words like devotïon, to make three syllables for the word instead of two, etc. What wikked spirit tolde him thus?Now certes, eem, to-morwe, and I him see,I shal ther-of as ful excusen me 810As ever dide womman, if him lyke';And with that word she gan ful sore syke. `So wolde god, that auctor is of kinde, 1765That, with his bond, Love of his vertu listeTo cerclen hertes alle, and faste binde,That from his bond no wight the wey out wiste.And hertes colde, hem wolde I that he twisteTo make hem love, and that hem leste ay rewe 1770On hertes sore, and kepe hem that ben trewe.'. Description of text A modernised translation of Chaucer's Troilus and Criseyde, retaining as much of Chaucer's diction and rhymes as possible. CRESSIDA Hark, a word in your ear. And she answerde, `Swete, al were it so,What harm was that, sin I non yvel mene?For, by that god that boughte us bothe two, 1165In alle thinge is myn entente clene.Swich arguments ne been not worth a bene;Wol ye the childish Ialous contrefete?Now were it worthy that ye were y-bete. Reson wil not that I speke of sleep,For it accordeth nought to my matere;God woot, they toke of that ful litel keep, 1410But lest this night, that was to hem so dere,Ne sholde in veyn escape in no manere,It was biset in Ioye and bisinesseOf al that souneth in-to gentilnesse. `Have I thee nought honoured al my lyve,As thou wel wost, above the goddes alle?Why wiltow me fro Ioye thus depryve?O Troilus, what may men now thee calle 270But wrecche of wrecches, out of honour falleIn-to miserie, in which I wol biwayleCriseyde, allas! 'With that hir heed doun in the bed she leyde, 1055And with the shete it wreigh, and syghed sore,And held hir pees; not o word spak she more. 1575. `And, nece myn, ne take it not a-greef,If that ye suffre him al night in this wo,God help me so, ye hadde him never leef,That dar I seyn, now there is but we two; 865But wel I woot, that ye wol not do so;Ye been to wys to do so gret folye,To putte his lyf al night in Iupertye. The commanders agree, and the next morning—to Troilus and Cressida's dismay—the trade is made, and a Greek lord named Diomedes leads Cressida away from Troy. Blameth not me if that you choose amiss. ', Tho Troilus gan sorwfully to syke, 1170Lest she be wrooth, him thoughte his herte deyde;And seyde, `Allas! From woe to weal, and after* out of joy, *afterwards. In using Troy and the Trojan War as the backdrop for his romance the ... war) the primary focus of the text. But cruel day, so wel-awey the stounde! Read Geoffrey Chaucer poem:The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his aventures fellen. Criseyde, al quit from every drede and tene,As she that iuste cause hadde him to triste,Made him swich feste, it Ioye was to sene,Whan she his trouthe and clene entente wiste.And as aboute a tree, with many a twiste, 1230Bitrent and wryth the sote wode-binde,Gan eche of hem in armes other winde. `For of fortunes sharpe adversitee 1625The worst kinde of infortune is this,A man to have ben in prosperitee,And it remembren, whan it passed is.Thou art wys y-nough, for-thy do nought amis;Be not to rakel, though thou sitte warme,For if thou be, certeyn, it wol thee harme. As one of the Nine Worthies of the Middle Ages he took his place among warriors like Julius Caesar and Alexander. `Love, that of erthe and see hath governaunce,Love, that his hestes hath in hevene hye, 1745Love, that with an holsom alliaunceHalt peples ioyned, as him list hem gye,Love, that knetteth lawe of companye,And couples doth in vertu for to dwelle,Bind this acord, that I have told and telle; 1750. Pandare, a-morwe which that comen was 1555Un-to his nece, and gan hir fayre grete,Seyde, `Al this night so reyned it, allas!That al my drede is that ye, nece swete,Han litel layser had to slepe and mete;Al night,' quod he, `hath reyn so do me wake, 1560That som of us, I trowe, hir hedes ake. C. A. Gioffi JEGP 87 88 Criseyde's love-oaths, are they lying-songs? Love him made al prest to doon hir byde,And rather dye than she sholde go;But resoun seyde him, on that other syde,`With-oute assent of hir ne do not so, 165Lest for thy werk she wolde be thy fo,And seyn, that thorugh thy medling is y-bloweYour bother love, there it was erst unknowe. Act 1, Scene 3: The Grecian camp. `Wherfore I wol deffyne in this matere,That trewely, for ought I can espye, 835Ther is no verray wele in this world here.But O, thou wikked serpent, Ialousye,Thou misbeleved and envious folye,Why hastow Troilus me mad untriste,That never yet agilte him, that I wiste?' ... First, mathematics has an important function in Troilus and Criseyde, yet it draws such casual attention that its importance has been overlooked. •The basic background is provided by Homer’s description of Trojan war in his Iliad. ', This Troilus, that with tho wordes felte,As thoughte him tho, for pietous distresse,The blody teres from his herte melte, 1445As he that never yet swich hevinesseAssayed hadde, out of so greet gladnesse,Gan therwith-al Criseyde his lady dereIn armes streyne, and seyde in this manere: --. That I was born! ', And therwithal he heng a-doun the heed,And fil on knees, and sorwfully he sighte; 1080What mighte he seyn? EMBED. These materials are in the public domain. ', This Troilus in teres gan distille,As licour out of alambyk ful faste; 520And Pandarus gan holde his tunge stille,And to the ground his eyen doun he caste.But nathelees, thus thoughte he at the laste,`What, parde, rather than my felawe deye,Yet shal I som-what more un-to him seye:' 525. `Thow biddest me I sholde love an-otherAl freshly newe, and lat Criseyde go!It lyth not in my power, leve brother.And though I mighte, I wolde not do so.But canstow pleyen raket, to and fro, 460Netle in, dokke out, now this, now that, Pandare?Now foule falle hir, for thy wo that care! For thorugh thyn help I live;For elles deed hadde I be many a day. And as the newe abaysshed nightingale,That stinteth first whan she biginneth to singe,Whan that she hereth any herde tale, 1235Or in the hegges any wight steringe,And after siker dooth hir voys out-ringe;Right so Criseyde, whan hir drede stente,Opned hir herte and tolde him hir entente. 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 aboute his herte crepe, For every teer which that Criseyde asterte, 1070 The crampe of deeth, to streyne him by the herte. Again, I know nothing other sources of the text, but this song has been presented as … Cressida is forced to leave Troy to join her father in the Greek camp. 1050. `And in what forme, or in what maner wyseThis town to shende, and al your lust to acheve,Ye han er this wel herd it me devyse; 80This knowe ye, my lordes, as I leve.And for the Grekes weren me so leve,I com my-self in my propre persone,To teche in this how yow was best to done; `Havinge un-to my tresour ne my rente 85Right no resport, to respect of your ese.Thus al my good I loste and to yow wente,Wening in this you, lordes, for to plese.But al that los ne doth me no disese.I vouche-sauf, as wisly have I Ioye, 90For you to lese al that I have in Troye. A certeyn knight, that for the tyme kepteThe chaumbre-dore, un-dide it him anoon;And Pandare, that ful tendreliche wepte,In-to the derke chaumbre, as stille as stoon,Toward the bed gan softely to goon, 355So confus, that he niste what to seye;For verray wo his wit was neigh aweye. Troilus and Criseyde is the city of Troy, a name that to both a modern and medieval audience is rich with literary and historical connatation. `So shal I do to-morwe, y-wis,' quod she,`And god to-forn, so that it shal suffyse.'`To-morwe? `And nece, woot ye wher I wol yow leye,For that we shul not liggen fer asonder, 660And for ye neither shullen, dar I seye,Heren noise of reynes nor of thondre?By god, right in my lyte closet yonder.And I wol in that outer hous alloneBe wardeyn of your wommen everichone. Troilus and Criseyde. This Troilus in armes gan hir streyne, 1205And seyde, `O swete, as ever mote I goon,Now be ye caught, now is ther but we tweyne;Now yeldeth yow, for other boot is noon. 27 (1983) quod he tho;`Were it a game or no, soth for to telle, 650Now am I glad, sin that yow list to dwelle.'. 'Quod she; `And how thus unwist of hem alle? In tyme of trewe, on haukinge wolde he ryde,Or elles hunten boor, bere, or lyoun; 1780The smale bestes leet he gon bi-syde.And whan that he com rydinge in-to toun,Ful ofte his lady, from hir window doun,As fresh as faucon comen out of muwe,Ful redy was, him goodly to saluwe. At Troy during the Trojan War Troilus and Cressida begin a love affair. `But nathelees, myn owene lady bright, 1485Yit were it so that I wiste outrely,That I, your humble servaunt and your knight,Were in your herte set so fermelyAs ye in myn, the which thing, trewely,Me lever were than thise worldes tweyne, 1490Yet sholde I bet enduren al my peyne.'. The sterne wind so loude gan to routeThat no wight other noyse mighte here;And they that layen at the dore with-oute, 745Ful sykerly they slepten alle y-fere;And Pandarus, with a ful sobre chere,Goth to the dore anon with-outen lette,Ther-as they laye, and softely it shette. 'When she comes!' 385. `Here may men seen that mercy passeth right;The experience of that is felt in me,That am unworthy to so swete a wight.But herte myn, of your benignitee, 1285So thenketh, though that I unworthy be,Yet mot I nede amenden in som wyse,Right thourgh the vertu of your heyghe servyse. Download. Not I how longe or short it was bitweneThis purpos and that day they fighte mente;But on a day wel armed, bright and shene,Ector, and many a worthy wight out wente,With spere in hond and bigge bowes bente; 40And in the herd, with-oute lenger lette,Hir fomen in the feld anoon hem mette. They wol sey `Yis,' but lord! `If that Criseyde allone were me laft,Nought roughte I whider thou woldest me stere;And hir, allas! `Nay, nay, god wot, nought worth is al thy reed,For which, for what that ever may bifalle,With-outen wordes mo, I wol be deed. 35 And biddeth ek for hem that ben despeired - 1 - Chaucer: Troilus and Criseyde Book I What eyleth theeTo been a Greek, sin thou art born Troian?O Calkas, which that wilt my bane be,In cursed tyme was thou born for me!As wolde blisful Iove, for his Ioye, 335That I thee hadde, where I wolde, in Troye!'. Troilus and Cressida (/ ˈ t r ɔɪ l ə s ... ˈ k r ɛ s ɪ d ə /) is a play by William Shakespeare, probably written in 1602. Troilus and Criseyde An interlinear translation. `Beth glad for-thy, and live in sikernesse;Thus seyde I never er this, ne shal to mo;And if to yow it were a gret gladnesse 1515To turne ayein, soone after that ye go,As fayn wolde I as ye, it were so,As wisly god myn herte bringe at reste! THE FIRST BOOK. Geoffrey Chaucer's fresh, but, sometimes very sentimental text tells the story of the brave knight, Troilus, a `slave of love', Criseyde, a realistic widow, and their go-between, the intriguer and opportunist, Pandarus. Many Chaucer scholars regard this as his best work, even including the better known but incomplete Canterbury Tales. 'Criseyde answerde, `Never the bet for yow,Fox that ye been, god yeve youre herte care! 1680. This was no litel sorwe for to see;But al was hust, and Pandare up as faste,`O nece, pees, or we be lost,' quod he, 1095`Beth nought agast;' But certeyn, at the laste,For this or that, he in-to bedde him caste,And seyde, `O theef, is this a mannes herte? It is not a translation or modernization, except insofar as every edition modernizes, for example, by adding phrase and sentence punctuation and quotation marks. And as he com ayeinward prively, 750His nece awook, and asked, `Who goth there? 740And with that word he gan un-do a trappe,And Troilus he broughte in by the lappe. TROILUS This Troilus ful sone on knees him setteFul sobrely, right be hir beddes heed,And in his beste wyse his lady grette; 955But lord, so she wex sodeynliche reed!Ne, though men sholden smyten of hir heed,She coude nought a word a-right out-bringeSo sodeynly, for his sodeyn cominge. 1790And glad was he if any wight wel ferde,That lover was, whan he it wiste or herde. * *from `She that I serve, y-wis, what so thou seye,To whom myn herte enhabit is by right,Shal han me holly hires til that I deye.For, Pandarus, sin I have trouthe hir hight, 445I wol not been untrewe for no wight;But as hir man I wol ay live and sterve,And never other creature serve. And right as he that seeth his deeth y-shapen, 1240And deye moot, in ought that he may gesse,And sodeynly rescous doth him escapen,And from his deeth is brought in sikernesse,For al this world, in swich present gladnesseWas Troilus, and hath his lady swete; 1245With worse hap god lat us never mete! Librarius presents Full text in middle english of. Troilus is a noble Trojan knight who scorns love until he is shot by the God of Love and forced to love a beautiful young widow, Criseyde. Pandare, which that in the parlementHadde herd what every lord and burgeys seyde, 345And how ful graunted was, by oon assent,For Antenor to yelden so Criseyde,Gan wel neigh wood out of his wit to breyde,So that, for wo, he niste what he mente;But in a rees to Troilus he wente. If you have questions about the collection, please contact mec-info@umich.edu. 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 wyseOf duetee, as for his observaunce; 970But 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. 1015. Pandare, I am deed, with-outen more.Hastow nought herd at parlement,' he seyde,`For Antenor how lost is my Criseyde? `But certeyn is, som maner Ialousye 1030Is excusable more than som, y-wis.As whan cause is, and som swich fantasyeWith pietee so wel repressed is,That it unnethe dooth or seyth amis,But goodly drinketh up al his distresse; 1035And that excuse I, for the gentilesse. of Troilus & Criseyde Colleagues Press 88 Ann Astell ChauR 23 88-89 Orpheus, Eurydice & double sorwe of TC George Kane In Chau. Retorned to his real palais, soneHe softe in-to his bed gan for to slinke, 1535To slepe longe, as he was wont to done,But al for nought; he may wel ligge and winke,But sleep ne may ther in his herte sinke;Thenkinge how she, for whom desyr him brende,A thousand-fold was worth more than he wende. Published in 1385, Troilus and Criseyde is Geoffrey Chaucer's poem in rhyme royal (rime royale) re-telling the tragic love story of Troilus, a Trojan prince, and Criseyde. Allas, that were a fair!' •The love story of Troilus ( a hero of Trojan war ) and Criseyde first … I wende, who-so tales tolde,My dere herte wolde me not holdeSo lightly fals! Criseyde’s own uncle, in reference to the wavering woman’s heart, says that “keeping is as hard as winning [it]” (book3.verse234). 105. `But tel me this, why thou art now so madTo sorwen thus? Lord! It was composed using rime royale and probably completed during the … The University of Michigan Library provides access to these materials for educational and research purposes. 245, His eyen two, for pitee of his herte,Out stremeden as swifte welles tweye;The heighe sobbes of his sorwes smerteHis speche him refte, unnethes mighte he seye,`O deeth, allas! `O wofulle eyen two, sin your disportWas al to seen Criseydes eyen brighte, 310What shal ye doon but, for my discomfort,Stonden for nought, and wepen out your sighte?Sin she is queynt, that wont was yow to lighte,In veyn fro-this-forth have I eyen tweyeY-formed, sin your vertue is a-weye. '`Ye woot, ye nece myn,' quod he, `what is;I hope al shal be wel that is amis, 845For ye may quenche al this, if that yow leste,And doth right so, for I holde it the beste.'. 1180`Nay, dere herte myn,' quod he, `y-wis.'`And now,' quod she, `that I have do yow smerte,Foryeve it me, myn owene swete herte. ULYSSES, aside to Troilus How now, Trojan? TROILUS Patience herself, what goddess e'er she be, Doth lesser blench at sufferance than I do. ', This Troilus, with blisse of that supprysed,Put al in goddes hond, as he that mente 1185No-thing but wel; and, sodeynly avysed,He hir in armes faste to him hente.And Pandarus, with a ful good entente,Leyde him to slepe, and seyde, `If ye ben wyse,Swowneth not now, lest more folk aryse.' R. A. Shoaf, ed. `O verray lord of love, O god, allas!That knowest best myn herte and al my thought,What shal my sorwful lyf don in this cas 290If I for-go that I so dere have bought?Sin ye Cryseyde and me han fully broughtIn-to your grace, and bothe our hertes seled,How may ye suffre, allas! Are places where he veers from the source of Troilus ”, ed answers you.. Hem alle, nought roughte troilus and criseyde text whider thou woldest me stere ; if. Which that loveth wel meneth but gentilesse stont it nowThis mery Morwe, nece, ye. Wish to read, why thou art now so madTo sorwen thus,... 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