RalphGoethHisWaysFromtheAbbeyofSt。MaryatHighamItwasthemonkwhohadbeenhisguidethedaybeforewhohadnowwakedhim,andhestoodbythebedsideholdingagreatbowlofmilkinhishand,andasRalphsatup,andrubbedhiseyes,withallhisyouthfulslothuponhim,themonklaughedandsaid:
“Thatiswell,lord,thatiswell!Ilovetoseeayoungmansosleepyinthemorning;itisasignofthriving;
andIseethouartthrivingheartilyforthetimewhenthoushaltcomebacktoustoleadmylord’shostinbattle。”
“Wherebethebale-fires?”saidRalph,notyetfullyawake。
“Wherebethey!”saidthebrother,“wherebethey!Theybesunkentocoldcoalslongago,likemanyaman’sdesiresandhopes,whohathnotyetlaidhisheadonthebosomofthemother,thatisHolyChurch。Come,mylord,arise,anddrinkthemonk’swineofmorning,andthenifyemustneedride,ridebetimes,andridehard;fortheWoodPerilousbeginnethpresentlyasyewendyourways;anditwerewellfortheetoreachtheBurgoftheFourFrithserethoubebenighted。
For,son,therebeuntowardthingsinthewood;andthoughsomeofthembeofthoseforwhomChrist’sCrosswasshapen,yethavetheyforgottenhell,andhopenotforheaven,andtheirby-wordis,’ThoushaltlackereIlack。’
Furthermorethereareworsewightsinthewoodthantheybe——
Godsaveus!——butagainstthemhaveIagoodhauberk,aneck-guardwhichIwillgivethee,son,intokenthatIlooktoseetheeagainatthelovelyhouseofMaryourMother。”
Ralphhadtakenthebowlandwasdrinking,buthelookedoverthebrim,andsawhowthemonkdrewfromhisfrockapairofbeads,asliketoDameKatherine’sgiftasonepeatoanother,savethatattheendthereofwasalittleboxshapencrosswise。
Ralphemptiedthebowlhastily,gotoutofbed,andsatonthebednaked,savethatonhisneckwasDameKatherine’sgift。
Hereachedouthishandandtookthebeadsfromthemonkandreddenedtherewith,aswashiswontwhenhehadtobeginacontestinwords:
buthesaid:
“Ithankthee,father;yetGodwotifthesebeadswillliesweetlyalongsidethecollarwhichIbearonmyneckasnow,whichisthegiftofadearfriend。”
Themonkmadeupasolemncountenanceandsaid:
“Thousayestsooth,myson;itismostlikethatmychaplet,whichhathbeenblessedtimewasbytheholyRichard,isnomeetfellowforthegiftofsomelightloveofthine:
oreven。”quothhe,notingRalph’sflushdeepen,andhisbrowknit,“orevenifitwerethegiftofawell-willer,yetbelikeitisaworldlygift;therefore,sincethyjourneyiswithperil,thouwertbestdoitoffandletmekeepitfortheetillthoucomestagain。”
Nowashespakehelookedanxiously,nay,itmaybesaidgreedily,attheyoungman。ButRalphsaidnought;forinhishearthewasdeterminednottochafferawayhisgossip’sgiftforanyshaveling’stoken。
Yetheknewnothowtosethisyouthfulwordsagainstthefather’swisdom;
sohestoodup,andgothisshirtintohishand,andashediditoverhisheadhefelltosingingtohimselfasongofeventideoftheHighHouseofUpmeads,thewordswhereofweresomewhatliketothese:
Artthouman,artthoumaid,throughthelonggrassa-going?
Forshortshirtthoubearest,andnobeardIsee,Andthelastwinderemoonriseabouttheeisblowing。
Would’stthoumeetwiththymaidenorlook’stthouforme?
Brightshineththemoonnow,Iseethygownlonger;
AnddownbythehazelsJoanmeetethherlad:
Buthardisthypalm,lass,andscarcelywerestrongerWat’sgripthanthinehand-kissthatmakethmeglad。
Andnowasthecandlesshineonusandover,Fullshapelythyfeetare,butbrownonthefloor,Asthebare-footedmowersamidstofthecloverWhenthegowk’snoteisbrokenandmid-Juneiso’er。
Ohardareminehand-palmsbecauseontheridgesIcarriedthereap-hookandsmoteforthysake;
Andinthehotnoon-tideIbeatoffthemidgesAsthouslep’st’neaththelindeno’er-loathetoawake。
AndbrownaremyfeetnowbecausethesunburnethHighuponthedown-sideamidstofthesheep,Andthereinthehollowwherefromthewindturneth,Thoulay’stinmylapwhileIsungtheetosleep。
Ofriendoftheearth,Ocomenigherandnigher,Thouartsweetwiththesun’skissasmeadsoftheMay,O’ertherocksofthewaste,o’erthewaterandfire,WillIfollowthee,love,tillearthwanethaway。
Themonkhearkenedtohimwithknittedbrow,andasonethatlikethnotthespeechofhisfellow,thoughitbenotwisetoquestionit:
thenhewentoutofthechamber,butleftthepairofbeadslyinginthewindow。ButRalphcladhimselfinhaste,andwhenhewasfullyclad,wentuptothewindowandtookthebeadsinhishand,andlookedintothemcuriouslyandturnedthemover,butleftthemlyingthere。
Thenhewentforthalso,andcameintotheforecourtofthehouse,andfoundthereasquireofthemen-at-armswithhisweaponsandhorse,whohelpedhimtodoonhiswar-gear。
Sothen,justashewassettinghisfootinthestirrup,cametheBrotheragain,withhisfaceoncemoregrownsmilingandhappy;
andinhislefthandheheldthechaplet,butdidnotofferittoRalphagain,butnoddedhisheadtohimkindly,andsaid:
“Now,lord,Icanseebythyfacethatthouartsetonbeholdingthefashionofthisworld,andmostlikeitwillgivetheetherue。”
ThencameawordintoRalph’smouth,andhesaid:
“Wiltthoutellme,father,whoseworkwastheworld’sfashion?”
Themonkreddened,butanswerednought,andRalphspakeagain:
“Forsooth,didthecraftsmanofitfumbleoverhiswork?”
Thenthemonkscowled,butpresentlyheenforcedhimselftospeakblithely,andsaid:“Suchmattersareoverhighformyspeechorthine,lord;butI
tellthee,whoknoweth,thattherearemeninthisHousewhohavetriedtheworldandfounditwanting。”
Ralphsmiled,andsaidstammering:
“Father,didtheworldtrythem,andfindthemwantingperchance?”
Thenhereddened,andsaid:“AreyeverilyallsuchasthisinthisHouse?
Whothenisitwhohathmadesofairalordship,andsogoodlyagovernanceforsomanypeople?Knowyenotatalloftheworld’sways!”
“Fairsir。”saidthemonksternly,“theythatworkforusworkfortheLordandallhisservants。”
“Yea。”saidRalph,“soitis;andwilltheLordbecontentwiththeserviceofhimwhomthedevilhathcastoutbecausehehathfoundhimadastard?”
Themonkfrowned,yetsmiledsomewhatwithal,andsaid:
“Sir,thouartyoung,butthywitsareoveroldforme;
buttherearetheyinthisHousewhomayanswertheefeatly;
menwhohavereadthebooksofthewisemenoftheheathen,andthedoctorsofHolyChurch,andareevennowmakingbooksforthescribestocopy。”Thenhisvoicesoftened,andhesaid:
“Dearlord,weshouldberightfainoftheehere,butsincethoumustneedsgo,gowithmyblessing,anddoubleblessingshaltthouhavewhenthoucomestbacktous。”ThenRalphrememberedhispromisetotheshepherdsandtookagoldcrownfromhispouch,andsaid:
“Father,Ipraytheesayamassfortheshepherddownsmen;
andthisisfortheoffering。”
Themonkpraisedthegiftandthebidding,andkissedRalph,whoclombintohissaddle;andthebrotherhospitalierbroughthimhiswalletwithgoodmeatanddrinkthereinfortheway。
ThenRalphshookhisrein,androdeoutoftheabbey-gate,smilingatthelay-brethrenandthemen-at-armswhohungaboutthere。
Buthesighedforpleasurewhenhefoundhimselfinthestreetagain,andlookedontheshopsofthechapmenandtheboothsofthepettycraftsmen,asshoe-smithsandglovers,andtinsmithsandcoppersmiths,andhornersandthelike;andthefolkthathemetasherodetowardthesoutherngateseemedtohimmerryandingoodcase,andgoodlytolookon。
Andhethoughtitpleasanttogazeonthedamselsinthestreet,whowerefairandwellclad:andtherewereamanyofthemabouthiswaynow,especiallyashedrewnighthegatebeforethestreetsbranchedoff:
forfolkwerecominginfromthecountrysidewithvictualandotherwaresforthetownandtheAbbey;andsurelyashelookedonsomeofthemaidenshedeemedthatHall-songofUpmeadsagoodone。
TheMaidenofBourtonAbbasSowenthethroughthegate,andmany,bothofmenandmaidsgazedathim,forhewasfairtolookon,butnonemeddledwithhim。
Therewasagoodlyfauburgoutsidethegate,andthereinwerefairhouses,notafew,withgardensandorchardsaboutthem;andwhenthesewerepastherodethroughveryexcellentmeadowslyingalongthewater,whichhecrossedthrice,oncebyagoodlystonebridgeandtwicebyfords;
fortheroadwasstraight,andtheriverwoundaboutmuch。
Afteralittlewhiletheroadledhimofftheplainmeadsintoacountryoflittlehillsanddales,thehill-sidescoveredwithvineyardsandorchards,andthedalesplenteousofcorn-fields;
andnowamongstthesedalesHighamwashiddenfromhim。
Throughthistillageandvine-landherodeagoodwhile,andthoughthehadneverseenagoodlierland;andashewenthecameonhusbandmenandwomenofthecountrygoingabouttheirbusiness:
yetweretheynottoobusytogazeonhim,andmostgreetedhim;
andwithsomehegaveandtookalittlespeech。
Thesepeoplealsohedeemedwellbeforetheworld,fortheywerewellcladandbuxom,andmadenogreathasteastheywent,butlookedaboutthemasthoughtheydeemedtheworldworthlookingat,andasiftheyhadnofeareitherofabloworahardwordforloitering。
Soherodetillitwasnoon,andhewasamidstalittlethorpofgreystonehouses,trimenough,inavalleywhereintherewasmoreofwild-woodtreesandlessoffruit-bearersthanthosebehindhim。
InthethorpwasatavernwiththesignoftheNicholas,soRalphdeemeditbutrighttoenterahousewhichwasundertheguardofhismasterandfriend;thereforehelighteddownandwentin。