e he fell backward adown.
And he upstert as doth a wood leoun,
And with his fist he smote me on the head
That in the floor I lay as I were dead.
And when he saw so stille that I lay
He was aghast, and would have fled away.
Till atte last out of my swoon I braide;
O hastow slain me, false thief I said,
And for my land thus hastow murdered me?
Ere I be dead, yet will I kisse thee.
"Pine" is pain; "fine" is cease; "plight" is plucked; "wood" is mad; and
"braide" is awoke. Pope has dropped the natural circumstance of the
clerk's terror when he fancies he has killed his wife. This alarm brings
out more strongly the hypocrisy of his virulent dame in pretending that
the blow he gave her on the head, after she had torn the leaves out of
his book and knocked him backwards into the fire, was with the
deliberate design of murdering her to get possession of her property.]
[Footnote 41: Pope's translation is mawkish, and his "adieu, my dear,
adieu!" destroys the point of the story. The wife of Bath seconds the
blow with reproaches instead of with terms of endearment, nor does she
consent to be pacified until the clerk surrenders at discretion. Had she
relaxed before her conquest was complete, she would have lost the
opportunity of establishing her dominion. After the line, "Ere I be
dead, yet will I kisse thee," Chaucer thus continues:
And near he came, and kneeleth fairadown,
And saide, Deare sister Alisoun,
As help me God, I shall thee never smite;
That I have done it is thyself to wite;
Forgive it me, and that I thee beseke;
And yet oftsoon I hit him on the cheek,
And saide, Thief thus muchel I me wreke
Now will I die, I may no longer speak.
But atte last, with muchel care and woe
We fell accorded by ourselven two;
He gave me all the bridle in mine hand
To have the governance of house and land,
And of his tongue, and of his hand also,
And made him burn his book anon right tho.
"To wite" is to blame; "I me wreke" is "I revenge myself;" and "tho" is
then. As soon as the poor clerk consented to have no will of his own,
and to be governed like a school-boy by his master, the dame declares,
God help me so, I was to him as kind
As any wife from Denmark unto Inde.
It must have been holiday time with him, notwithstanding, when the wife
of Bath set out on one of her pilgrimages, and left him in peace at
home.]
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