Geoffrey Chaucer - Geoffrey Chaucer - The Canterbury Tales (English Edition)

He yoxed*, and he spake thorough the nose, *hiccuped

As he were in the quakke*, or in the pose**. *grunting **catarrh

To bed he went, and with him went his wife,

As any jay she light was and jolife,* *jolly

So was her jolly whistle well y-wet.

The cradle at her beddes feet was set,

To rock, and eke to give the child to suck.

And when that drunken was all in the crock* *pitcher<18>

To bedde went the daughter right anon,

To bedde went Alein, and also John.

There was no more; needed them no dwale.<19>

This miller had, so wisly* bibbed ale, *certainly

That as a horse he snorted in his sleep,

Nor of his tail behind he took no keep*. *heed

His wife bare him a burdoun*, a full strong; *bass <20>

Men might their routing* hearen a furlong. *snoring

The wenche routed eke for company.

Alein the clerk, that heard this melody,

He poked John, and saide: "Sleepest thou?

Heardest thou ever such a song ere now?

Lo what a compline<21> is y-mell* them all. *among

A wilde fire upon their bodies fall,

Who hearken'd ever such a ferly* thing? *strange <22>

Yea, they shall have the flow'r of ill ending!

This longe night there *tides me* no rest. *comes to me*

But yet no force*, all shall be for the best. *matter

For, John," said he, "as ever may I thrive,

If that I may, yon wenche will I swive*. *enjoy carnally

Some easement* has law y-shapen** us *satisfaction **provided

For, John, there is a law that sayeth thus,

That if a man in one point be aggriev'd,

That in another he shall be relievd.

Our corn is stol'n, soothly it is no nay,

And we have had an evil fit to-day.

And since I shall have none amendement

Against my loss, I will have easement:

By Godde's soul, it shall none, other be."

This John answer'd; Alein, *avise thee*: *have a care*

The miller is a perilous man," he said,

"And if that he out of his sleep abraid*, *awaked

He mighte do us both a villainy*." *mischief

Alein answer'd; "I count him not a fly.

And up he rose, and by the wench he crept.

This wenche lay upright, and fast she slept,

Till he so nigh was, ere she might espy,

That it had been too late for to cry:

And, shortly for to say, they were at one.

Now play, Alein, for I will speak of John.

This John lay still a furlong way <23> or two,

And to himself he made ruth* and woe. *wail

"Alas!" quoth he, "this is a wicked jape*; *trick

Now may I say, that I is but an ape.

Yet has my fellow somewhat for his harm;

He has the miller's daughter in his arm:

He auntred* him, and hath his needes sped, *adventured

And I lie as a draff-sack in my bed;

And when this jape is told another day,

I shall be held a daffe* or a cockenay <24> *coward

I will arise, and auntre* it, by my fay: *attempt

Unhardy is unsely, <25> as men say."

And up he rose, and softely he went

Unto the cradle, and in his hand it hent*, *took

And bare it soft unto his beddes feet.

Soon after this the wife *her routing lete*, *stopped snoring*

And gan awake, and went her out to piss

And came again and gan the cradle miss

And groped here and there, but she found none.

"Alas!" quoth she, "I had almost misgone

I had almost gone to the clerkes' bed.

Ey! Benedicite, then had I foul y-sped."

And forth she went, till she the cradle fand.

She groped alway farther with her hand

And found the bed, and *thoughte not but good* *had no suspicion*

Because that the cradle by it stood,

And wist not where she was, for it was derk;

But fair and well she crept in by the clerk,

And lay full still, and would have caught a sleep.

Within a while this John the Clerk up leap

And on this goode wife laid on full sore;

So merry a fit had she not had *full yore*. *for a long time*

He pricked hard and deep, as he were mad.

This jolly life have these two clerkes had,

Till that the thirde cock began to sing.

Alein wax'd weary in the morrowing,

For he had swonken* all the longe night, *laboured

And saide; "Farewell, Malkin, my sweet wight.

The day is come, I may no longer bide,

But evermore, where so I go or ride,

I is thine owen clerk, so have I hele.*" *health

"Now, deare leman*," quoth she, "go, fare wele: *sweetheart

But ere thou go, one thing I will thee tell.

When that thou wendest homeward by the mill,

Right at the entry of the door behind

Thou shalt a cake of half a bushel find,

That was y-maked of thine owen meal,

Which that I help'd my father for to steal.

And goode leman, God thee save and keep."

And with that word she gan almost to weep.

Alein uprose and thought, "Ere the day daw

I will go creepen in by my fellaw:"

And found the cradle with his hand anon.

"By God!" thought he, "all wrong I have misgone:

My head is *totty of my swink* to-night, *giddy from my labour*

That maketh me that I go not aright.

I wot well by the cradle I have misgo';

Here lie the miller and his wife also."

And forth he went a twenty devil way

Unto the bed, there as the miller lay.

He ween'd* t' have creeped by his fellow John, *thought

And by the miller in he crept anon,

And caught him by the neck, and gan him shake,

And said; "Thou John, thou swines-head, awake

For Christes soul, and hear a noble game!

For by that lord that called is Saint Jame,

As I have thries in this shorte night

Swived the miller's daughter bolt-upright,

While thou hast as a coward lain aghast*." *afraid

"Thou false harlot," quoth the miller, "hast?

Ah, false traitor, false clerk," quoth he,

"Thou shalt be dead, by Godde's dignity,

Who durste be so bold to disparage* *disgrace

My daughter, that is come of such lineage?"

And by the throate-ball* he caught Alein, *Adam's apple

And he him hent* dispiteously** again, *seized **angrily

And on the nose he smote him with his fist;

Down ran the bloody stream upon his breast:

And in the floor with nose and mouth all broke

They wallow, as do two pigs in a poke.

And up they go, and down again anon,

Till that the miller spurned* on a stone, *stumbled

And down he backward fell upon his wife,

That wiste nothing of this nice strife:

For she was fall'n asleep a little wight* *while

With John the clerk, that waked had all night:

And with the fall out of her sleep she braid*. *woke

"Help, holy cross of Bromeholm," <26> she said;

"In manus tuas! <27> Lord, to thee I call.

Awake, Simon, the fiend is on me fall;

Mine heart is broken; help; I am but dead:

There li'th one on my womb and on mine head.

Help, Simkin, for these false clerks do fight"

This John start up as fast as e'er he might,

And groped by the walles to and fro

To find a staff; and she start up also,

And knew the estres* better than this John, *apartment

And by the wall she took a staff anon:

And saw a little shimmering of a light,

For at an hole in shone the moone bright,

And by that light she saw them both the two,

But sickerly* she wist not who was who, *certainly

But as she saw a white thing in her eye.

And when she gan this white thing espy,

She ween'd* the clerk had wear'd a volupere**; *supposed **night-cap

And with the staff she drew aye nere* and nere*, *nearer

And ween'd to have hit this Alein at the full,

And smote the miller on the pilled* skull; *bald