The Court of Love. Of the allegorical poems commonly attributed to Chaucer, "The Court of Love" is one of the most interesting. A brief introduction by one of its earliest editors describes it as "an imitation of the 'Romaunt of the Rose,' shewing that all are subject to love, what impediments soever to the contrary; containing also those twentie statutes which are to be observed in the Court of Love." The poem is represented as the work of "Philogenet of Cambridge, clerk" (supposed by the older critics to be Chaucer himself), who, at "eighteen yeare of age, lusty and light," was commanded to seek the Court of Love.1 So then I went by strange and far countries, And methought some wight was there that knew 1 The "Court of Love” was probably written later than Chaucer's time, and is in reality an allegorical sketch of the Love Courts, as they existed in Provence and Languedoc in the thirteenth and fourteenth centuries. These courts probably originated in the purely literary competitions between Troubadours and poets in the feudal castles of the great lords. They were afterwards conducted by societies of noble knights and ladies, that in Provence being called the Court of Love, and that in Languedoc the After a little while he came in sight of the castle wherein the court was held : But furthermore the castle to descry, Yet saw I never none so large and high. But who, though daisies might do signify, Of that castle Venus (Alcestis) was queen, and Admetus king. It shone with windows all of glass, and the walls were covered with paintings "of many a prince and many a doughty king." Philogenet is conducted into Fraternity of the Penitents of Love. They were regulated by a Code of Love, and their authority was supreme, or at least equal in their own jurisdiction to that of the Church or State. Of the Code of Love, Chaucer gives twenty of the most important statutes. Enthusiasm was carried to the highest pitch of unreason, and some curious stories are told of the manner in which the devotees of these courts sought to maintain their fanatical and ridiculous theories. To prove that love works the most wonderful changes, the love-penitents of Languedoc dressed in summer in heavy furs, and in winter in the lightest and thinnest clothing that could be obtained. They refused to protect themselves from cold by having fires in their houses, and decked their rooms with evergreens and the appurtenances of summer. Passing thinly clad from one castle to another, many of these devotees caught cold and died. Some were frozen to death in the snow. And yet these courts of love served a purpose in the improvement of manners and the elevation of the race. "They rescued woman," says Van Laun, "from what would have become a condition of intolerable degradation; encouraged devotion in the stronger sex, grace and propriety in the weaker; and when the institutions themselves disappeared, there remained at all events the developed taste and courtesy for womankind." 1 sojourn. the presence of the king, who with stern visage inquires why he comes so late unto the court. "Forsooth, my liege," quoth I, "An hundred times have I ben at the gate Then the book of the statutes of the court was brought out and placed before him, that he might "read and see what thing we must observe in Love's Court till that we die and sterve.1" Afterwards, in accordance with the poetical custom of the Troubadours,2 he was introduced to the lady Rosiall, with whom he had fallen in love while dreaming. Her head was round by compass of natúre, Her nose directed straight, and even as a line, In which the goddes milk-white path doth shine, 4 As is the smaragde, unto my judgment, Her mouth is short, and shut in little space, For lippës thin, not fat, but ever lean, They serve of naught, they be not worth a bean, About her neck a flower of fresh devise, 3 And she in gown was light and summer wise, With aureat sent about her sidës clean, With divers stones precious and rich, Thus was she rayed, yet saw I never her lich.5 The poem ends with a description of the celebration of the Festival of Love on May-day, wherein the birds are represented as chanting in honor of the god of love a parody of the Catholic matin service for Trinity Sunday: To matens went the lusty nightingale. And "Domine labia," gan he cry and gale, The eagle sang "Venite, bodies all, And let us joy to love that is our health." Ye be the god that doth us burn thus hote." "Cæli enarrant," said the popingay, And then came in the goldfinch freshe and gay, 1 kiss. From French baisser. Hence the vulgar word buss. 2 The author of six elegies sometimes ascribed to Gallus. He lived The god of love hath yerth in governaunce : "Jube Domino O lord of love, I pray Commaund me well this lesson for to rede.1" "Te deum amoris," sang the throstel-cocke; With key of armony coude not onlocke, So swetë tewne as that the throstel can : ... "The lorde of love we praysen," (quod he), than And so done al the foulës greate and lite, 66 Honor we May, in fals lovers dispite." "Dominus regnavit," said the pecocke there. And forth the cockow gan procede anon, Thus sang they all the service of the feste, To fetch the floures fresh, and braunch and blome, And then rejoysen in their great delite. 1 understand. 2 magpie. 4 burst. 8 each one. |