Can clepen watte, as wel as can the pope.
But who so wolde in other thing him grope,
Than hadde he spent all his philosophie,
Ay, Questio quid juris, wolde he crie.

He was a gentil harlot' and a kind;
A better felaw shulde a man not find.
He woldè suffre for a quart of wine,
A good feldw to have his concubine
A twelve month, and excuse him at the full,
Ful prively a finch eke coude he pull.
And if he found owhere a good felàwe,
He woldè techen him to have non awe
In swiche a cas of the archedekenes curse ;
But if a mannès soule were in his purse ;
For in his purse he shulde ypunished be.
Purse is the archèdekens helle, said he.
But wel I wote, he lied right in dede:
Of cursing ought eche gilty man him drede.
For curse wol sle right as assoiling saveth,
And also ware him of a significavit.

In danger hadde he at his owen gise The yongè girlès of the diocise, And knew hir conseil, and was of hir rede?. A gerlond hadde he sette upon his hede, As gret as it were for an alèstake 3: A bokeler hadde he made him of a cake.

With him ther rode a gentil Pardonere'
Of Rouncevall ?, his frend and his compere,
That streit was comen from the court of Romè.
Ful loude he sang, Come hither, lovè, to me.
This sompnour bare to him a stiff burdoun,
Was never trompe of half so gret a soun.
This pardoner had here as yelwe * as wax,
But smoth it heng, as doth a strike of flax:
By unces 5 heng his lokkès that he hadde,
And therwith he his shulders overspradde.
Ful thinne it lay, by culpons on and on,
But hode, for jolite, ne wered he non,
For it was trussed up in his wallet.
Him thought he rode al of the newè get,
Dishevele, sauf his cappe, he rode all bare,
Swiche glaring eyen hadde he, as an hare.
A vernicle hadde he sewed upon cappe.
His wallet lay beforne him in his lappe,
Bret-fulof pardon come from Rome al hote.
A vois he hadde, as smale as hath a gote.
No berd hadde he, ne never non shulde have,
As smothe it was as it were newè shave;
I trowe he were a gelding or a mare.

But of his craft, fro Berwike unto Ware,
Ne was ther swiche an other pardonere.
For in his male 8 he hadde a pilwebere",

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Which, as he saidè, was oure ladies veil:
He saide, he hadde a gobbet of the seyl
Thatte seint Peter had, whan that he went
Upon the see, till Jesu Crist him hents.
He had a crois of laton 4 ful of stones,
And in a glas he haddè piggès bones,
But with these relikes, whannè that he fond
A pourè persone dwelling up on lond,
Upon a day he gat him more moneie
Than that the persone gat in monethes tweię.
And thus with fained flattering and japes5,
He made the persone, and the peple, his apes6.

But trewely to tellen atté last,
He was in chirche a noble ecclesiast.
Wel coude he rede a lesson or a storie,
But alderbest? he sang an offertorie 8:
For wel he wistè, whan that song was songe,
He mustè preche, and wel afile his tonge,
To winné silver, as he right wel coude :
Therfore he

JOHN GOWER.

Little is known of Gower's personal history. “ The proud tradition in the Marquis of Stafford's family," says Mr. Todd', “ has been, and still is, that he was of Stitenham; and who would not consider the dignity of his genealogy augmented, by enrolling among its worthies the moral Gower ?”

His effigies in the church of St. Mary Overies is often inaccurately described, as having a garland of ivy and roses on the head. It is, in fact, a chaplet of roses, such, as Thynne says, was anciently worn by knights; a circumstance which is favourable to the suspicion, that has been suggested, of his having been of the rank of knighthood. If Thynne's assertion, respecting the time of the lawyers first entering the Temple, be correct, it will be difficult to reconcile it with the tradition of Gower's having been a student there in his youth.

By Chaucer's manner of addressing Gower, the latter appears to have been the elder. He was attached to Thomas of Woodstock, as Chaucer was to John of Gaunt. The two poets appear to have been at one time cordial friends, but ultimately to have quarrelled. Gower tells us himself that he was blind in his old age. From his will, it appears that he was living in 1408. His bequests to several churches and hospitals, and his legacy to his wife of 1001., of all his valuable goods, and of the rents arising from his manors of Southwell in the county of Nottingham, and of Multon in the county of Suffolk, undeniably prove that he was rich.

One of his three great works, the Speculum Meditantis, a poem in French, is erroneously described

Mr. Godwin and others as treating of conjugal fidelity. In an account of its contents, in a MS. in Trinity College Cambridge, we are told that its principal subject is the repentance of a sinner The Vox Clamantis, in Latin, relates to the insurrection of the commons, in the reign of Richard II. The Confessio Amantis, in English, is a dialogue between a lover and his confessor, who is a priest of Venus, and who explains, by apposite stories and philosophical illustrations, all the evil affections of the heart, which impede, or counteract the progress cess of the tender passion.

His writings exhibit all the crude erudition and science of his age; a knowledge sufficient to have been the fuel of genius, if Gower had possessed its fire.

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