BE it right, or wrong, these men among On women do complain;
Affirming this, how that it is A labour spent in vain
To love them wele; for never a dele They love a man again:
For let a man do what he can, Their favour to attain,
Yet, if a new do them pursue, Their first true lover then
Laboureth for nought; for from her thought He is a banished man.
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I say not nay, but that all day It is both writ and said
That woman's faith is, as who saith, All utterly decayed;
But, nevertheless, right good witnèss In this case might be laid,
That they love true, and continùe, Record the Nut-brown Maid:
Which, when her love came, her to prove, To her to make his moan, Would not depart; for in her heart She loved but him alone.
Then between us let us discuss What was all the manere
Between them two: we will also Tell all the pain, and fere,
That she was in. Now I begin, So that ye me answère;
Wherefore, all ye, that present be I pray you, give an ear.
I am the knight; I come by night, As secret as I can; p. 130
Saying,' Alas! thus standeth the case, I am a banished man.'
SHE And I your will for to fulfil In this will not refuse;
Trusting to shew, in wordès few, That men have an ill use
(To their own shame) women to blame, And causeless them accuse:
Therefore to you I answer now, All women to excuse,--
Mine own heart dear, with you what chere? I pray you, tell anone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE
It standeth so; a dede is do Whereof great harm shall grow
My destiny is for to die A shameful death, I trowe; p. 132
Or else to flee: the one must be. None other way I know,
But to withdraw as an outlaw, And take me to my bow.
Wherefore, adieu, my own heart true! None other rede I can:
For I must to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
O Lord, what is this worldys bliss, That changeth as the moon!
My summer's day in lusty May Is darked before the noon.
I hear you say, farewell: Nay, nay, We dèpart not so soon.
Why say ye so? wheder will ye go? Alas! what have ye done?
All my welfàre to sorrow and care Should change, if ye were gone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
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HE
I can believe, it shall you grieve, And somewhat you distrain;
But, afterward, your painès hard Within a day or twain
Shall soon aslake; and ye shall take Comfort to you again.
Why should ye ought? for, to make thought Your labour were in vain.
And thus I do; and pray you to., As heartily as I can;
For I must to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE Now, sith that ye have shewed to me The secret of your mind,
I shall be plain to you again, Like as ye shall me find.
Sith it is so, that ye will go, I wolle not leave behind;
Shall never be said, the Nut-brown Maid Was to her love unkind: p. 134
Make you readỳ, for so am I, Although it were anone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE Yet I you rede to take good heed What men will think and say:
Of young and old it shall be told., That ye be gone away,
Your wanton will for to fulfil, In green wood you to play;
And that ye might from your delight No longer make delay.
Rather than ye should thus for me Be called an ill womàn,
Yet would I to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
Though it be sung of old and young, That I should be to blame, p. 135
Theirs be the charge, that speak so large In hurting of my name:
For I will prove, that, faithful love It is devoid of shame;
In your distress, and heaviness, To part with you, the same:
And sure all tho, that do not so, True lovers are they none;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE
I counsel you, remember how, It is no maiden's law,
Nothing to doubt, but to renne out To wood with an outlàw:
For ye must there in your hand bear A bow, readỳ to draw;
And, as a thief, thus must you live, Ever in dread and awe;
Whereby to you great harm might grow: Yet had I lever than, p. 136
That I had to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
I think not nay, but as ye say, It is no maiden's lore;
But love may make me for your sake, As I have said before,
To come on foot, to hunt, and shoot To get us meat in store;
For so that I your company May have, I ask no more:
From which to part, it maketh my heart As cold as any stone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE For an outlàw this is the law, That men him take and bind;
Without pitỳ, hangèd to be, And waver with the wind. p. 137
If I had nede, (as God forbede!) What rescue could ye find?
Forsooth, I trow, ye and your bow For fear would draw behind:
And no mervayle: for little avail Were in your counsel then:
Wherefore I will to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
Right well know ye, that women be But feeble for to fight;
No womanhede it is indeed To be bold as a knight:
Yet, in such fear if that ye were With enemies day or night,
I would withstand, with bow in hand, To greve them as I might,
And you to save; as women have From death men many a one:
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
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HE Yet take good hede; for ever I drede That ye could not sustain
The thorny ways, the deep vallèys, The snow, the frost, the rain,
The cold, the heat: for dry, or wet, We must lodge on the plain;
And, us above, none other roof But a brake bush, or twain;
Which soon should grieve you, I believe, And ye would gladly then That I had to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
Sith I have here been partynère With you of joy and bliss,
I must alsò part of your woe Endure, as reason is:
Yet am I sure of one pleasùre; And, shortly, it is this:
That, where ye be, me seemeth, pardè, I could not fare amiss. p. 139
Without more speech, I you beseech That we were soon agone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE If ye go thyder, ye must consider, When ye have lust to dine,
There shall no meat be for you gete, Nor drink, beer, ale, nor wine.
No shetès clean, to lie between, Made of thread and twine;
None other house, but leaves and boughs, To cover your head and mine;
O mine heart sweet, this evil diète Should make you pale and wan;
Wherefore I will to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
Among the wild dere, such an archère, As men say that ye be, p. 140
Ne may not fail of good vitàyle, Where is so great plentỳ:
And water clear of the ryvére Shall be full sweet to me;
With which in hele I shall right wele Endure, as ye shall see;
And, or we go, a bed or two I can provide anone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE
Lo! yet, before, ye must do more, If ye will go with me:
As cut your hair up by your ear, Your kirtle by the knee;
With bow in hand, for to withstand Your enemies, if need be:
And this same night before day-light, To wood-ward will I flee.
If that ye will all this fulfil, Do it shortly as ye can p. 141
Else will I to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE
I shall as now do more for you Than 'longeth to womanhede;
To shorte my hair, a bow to bear, To shoot in time of need.
O my sweet mother, before all other For you I have most drede:
But now, adieu! I must ensue, Where fortune doth me lead.
All this make ye: Now let us flee; The day cometh fast upon;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
HE
Nay, nay, not so; ye shall not go, And I shall tell ye why,--
Your appetite is to be light Of love, I wele espy: p. 142
For, like as ye have said to me, In like wise hardely
Ye would answère whosoever it were In way of companỳ.
It is said of old, Soon hot, soon cold And so is a womàn.
Wherefore I to the wood will go, Alone, a banished man.
SHE If ye take heed, it is no need Such words to say by me;
For oft ye prayed, and long assayed, Or I you loved, pardè:
And though that I of ancestry A baron's daughter be,
Yet have you proved how I you loved A squire of low degree;
And ever shall, whatso befall; To die therefore anone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind I love but you alone.
A baron's child to be beguiled!
It were a cursèd dede;
To be felàwe with an outlàwe!
Almighty God forbede!
Yet better were, the poor squyère
Alone to forest yede,
Than ye should say another day,
That, by my cursèd dede,
Ye were betrayed: Wherefore, good maid,
The best rede that I can,
Is, that I to the green wood go,
Alone, a banished man.
SHE
Whatever befall, I never shall
Of this thing you upbraid:
But if ye go, and leave me so,
Then have ye me betrayed.
Remember you wele, how that ye dele;
For, if ye, as ye said,
Be so unkind, to leave behind,
Your love, the Nut-brown Maid, p. 144
Trust me trulỳ, that I shall die
Soon after ye be gone;
For, in my mind, of all mankind
I love but you alone.
HE If that ye went, ye should repent;
For in the forest now
I have purvayed me of a maid,
Whom I love more than you;
Another fayrère, than ever ye were,
I dare it wele avow;
And of you both each should be wroth
With other, as I trow:
It were mine ease, to live in peace;
So will I, if I can;
Wherefore I to the wood will go,
Alone, a banished man.
SHE
Though in the wood I understood
Ye had a paramour, p. 145
All this may nought remove my thought,
But that I will be your:
And she shall find me soft and kind,
And courteys every hour;
Glad to fulfil all that she will
Command me to my power:
For had ye, lo! an hundred mo,
Of them I would be one;
For, in my mind, of all mankind
I love but you alone.
HE
Mine own dear love, I see the proof
That ye be kind and true;
Of maid, and wife, in all my life,
The best that ever I knew.
Be merry and glad, be no more sad,
The case is changèd new;
For it were ruth, that, for your truth,
Ye should have cause to rue.
Be not dismayed, whatsoever I said
To you, when I began; p. 146
I will not to the green wood go,
I am no banished man.
SHE
These tidings be more glad to me,
Than to be made a queen,
If I were sure they should endure:
But it is often seen,
When men will break promise, they speak
The wordès on the splene.
Ye shape some wile me to beguile,
And steal from me, I ween:
Then, were the case worse than it was,
And I more wo-begone:
For, in my mind, of all mankind
I love but you alone.
HE
Ye shall not nede further to drede;
I will not disparàge
You, (God defend!) sith ye descend
Of so great a lineàge. p. 147
Now understand; to Westmoreland,
Which is mine heritage,
I will you bring; and with a ring,
By way of marriàge
I will you take, and lady make,
As shortly as I can:
Thus have you won an erly's son,
And not a banished man.
AUTHOR
Here may ye see, that women be
In love, meek, kind, and stable;
Let never man reprove them then,
Or call them variàble;
But, rather, pray God that we may
To them be comfortàble;
Which sometime proveth such, as he loveth, If they be charitàble.
For sith men would that women should
Be meek to them each one;
Much more ought they to God obey,
And serve but Him alone.