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Know thy contree - Wemyss's Appalling Hobby:
From the Party Guilty of Committing 'Gate of Ivory, Gate of Horn'
Know thy contree

I’m told it is Chaucer time.


Wherefore, the ‘Balade de bon conseyl’:


Flee fro the prees, and dwelle with sothfastnesse,
Suffyce unto they good, though it be smal;
For hord hath hate, and climbing tikelness,
Prees hath envye, and wele blent overal;
Savour no more than thee bihove shall
Reule wel thyself, that other folk canst rede;
And trouthe the shal delivere, it is no drede.

Tempest thee noght al croked to redresse,
In trust of hir that turneth as a bal:
Gret reste stant in litel besinesse;
Be war also to sporne ayeyns an al;
Stryve not, as doth the crokke with the wal.
Daunte thyself, that dauntest otheres dede;
And trouth thee shal delivere, it is no drede.

That thee is sent, receyve in buxumnesse,
The wrastling for this world axeth a fal.
Her is not hoom, her
but wilderness:
, pilgrim, forth! Forth, beste, out of thy stal!
Know thy contree, look up, thank God of all;
Hold the heye wey, and lat thy gost thee lede;
And trouthe thee shal delivere, it is no drede.




Therfor, thou vache, leve thyn old whrechednesse
Unto the world; leve now to be thral;
Crye him mercy, that of his hy goodnesse
Maded the of noght, and in especial
Draw unto him, and pray in general
For thee, and eek for other, hevenlich mede
And trouthe thee shal delivere, it is no drede.


Explicit Le bon counseill de G. Chaucer



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