Gower's Confessio Amantis (The Lover's Confession) is cast in the form of a dream vision, with Gower himself in the role of the Lover. of one crying, and the Tripartite chronicle. New York: Garland Pub., 1981 [PR1986.Z99 Y42 x]. A brief overview and summary of Confessio Amantis, John Gower’s medieval poem The most famous English poem of the entire fourteenth century is Geoffrey Chaucer‘s The Canterbury Tales, a vast collection of stories borrowed from European medieval and classical there is another English poem from the fourteenth century, which is also a collection of stories told in verse, which is. This book was digitized and reprinted from the collections of the University of California Libraries. Published translation see: John Gower, Confessio Amantis, trans. John Gower (c. —) poet View all related items in Oxford Reference» Search for: 'Confessio Amantis' in Oxford Reference» Oxford University Press.confessio amantis Download confessio amantis or read online books in PDF, EPUB, Tuebl, and Mobi Format. preface by A.G. Rigg. line poem Confessio Amantis ("The Lover's Confession") uses the frame of the confessions of an ageing lover to tell a series of incidents of famous loves. [PR1984.C63 N53 1989], Pearsall, Derek Albert. of Chaucer. Chaucer (Bk VIII, 2814-2970). CONFESSIO AMANTIS or TALES OF THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS By John Gower, 1330-1408 A.D. Prologus Torpor, ebes sensus, scola parua labor minimusque Causant quo minimus ipse minora canam: Qua tamen Engisti lingua canit Insula Bruti Anglica Carmente metra iuuante loquar. in the form of a dream vision, with Gower himself in the role of the "Ma dame, if ye wolde have rowthe,"Quod I, "than wolde I telle yow. "Tho he began anon to preche, 230And with his wordes debonaireHe seide tome softe and faire:"Thi schrifte to oppose and hiere,My Sone, I am assigned hiereBe Venus the godesse above,Whos Prest I am touchende of love.Bot natheles for certein skileI mot algate and nedes wileNoght only make my spekyngesOf love, bot of othre thinges, 240That touchen to the cause of vice.For that belongeth to thofficeOf Prest, whos ordre that I bere,So that I wol nothing forbere,That I the vices on and onNe schal thee schewen everychon;Wherof thou myht take evidenceTo reule with thi conscience.Bot of conclusion finalConclude I wol in special 250For love, whos servant I am,And why the cause is that I cam.So thenke I to don bothe tuo,Ferst that myn ordre longeth to,The vices forto telle arewe,Bot next above alle othre scheweOf love I wol the propretes,How that thei stonde be degreesAfter the disposiciounOf Venus, whos condicioun 260I moste folwe, as I am holde.For I with love am al withholde,So that the lasse I am to wyte,Thogh I ne conne bot a lyteOf othre thinges that ben wise:I am noght tawht in such a wise;For it is noght my comun usTo speke of vices and vertus,Bot al of love and of his lore,For Venus bokes of nomore 270Me techen nowther text ne glose.Bot for als moche as I supposeIt sit a prest to be wel thewed,And schame it is if he be lewed,Of my Presthode after the formeI wol thi schrifte so enforme,That ate leste thou schalt hiereThe vices, and to thi matiereOf love I schal hem so remene,That thou schalt knowe what thei mene. 2 edition of Confessio amantis of John Gower found in the catalog. The Commons v. Nebuchadnezzar's Dream Daniel's Prophecies Fulfilled Division and Evil Example of Arion Book 1: Pride i. Genius instructs the Confessio Amantis Confessio Amantis CONFESSIO AMANTIS or TALES OF THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS By John Gower, 1330-1408 A.D. …, The De Malo represents some of Aquinas’ most mature thinking on goodness, badness, and human agency. Lover. Medieval & Renaissance texts & Confessio amantis [John Gower] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. T. Matthew N. Mc Cabe is Assistant Professor of English at Ambrose University College (Calgary). JOHN GOWER (c. ) was an English poet who wrote in French, Latin, and Middle English. remedies. Chronology of Gower's Life and Works; Prologue Text and Notes. Chaucer MLT), The Tale of Florent (Bk II, 990Bot in a man yit over thisFull gret divisioun ther is,Thurgh which that he is evere in strif,Whil that him lasteth eny lif:The bodi and the Soule alsoAmong hem ben divided so,That what thing that the body hatethThe soule loveth and debateth;Bot natheles fulofte is seneOf werre which is hem betwene 1000The fieble hath wonne the victoire.And who so drawth into memoireWhat hath befalle of old and newe,He may that werre sore rewe,Which ferst began in Paradis:For ther was proeved what it is,And what desese there it wroghte;For thilke werre tho forth broghteThe vice of alle dedly Sinne,Thurgh which division cam inne 1010Among the men in erthe hiere,And was the cause and the matiereWhy god the grete flodes sende,Of al the world and made an endeBot Noe5 with his felaschipe,Which only weren saulf be Schipe.And over that thurgh Senne it comThat Nembrot such emprise nom,Whan he the Tour Babel on heihteLet make, as he that wolde feihte 1020Ayein the hihe goddes myht,Wherof divided anon ryhtWas the langage in such entente,Ther wiste non what other mente,So that thei myhten noght procede.And thus it stant of every dede,Wher Senne takth the cause on honde,It may upriht noght longe stonde;For Senne of his condiciounIs moder of divisioun 1030And tokne whan the world schal faile.For so seith Crist withoute faile,That nyh upon the worldes endePes and acord awey schol wendeAnd alle charite schal cesse,Among the men and hate encresce;And whan these toknes ben befalle,Al sodeinly the Ston schal falle,As Daniel it hath beknowe,Which al this world schal overthrowe, 1040And every man schal thanne ariseTo Joie or elles to Juise,Wher that he schal for evere dwelle,Or straght to hevene or straght to helle.In hevene is pes and al acord,Bot helle is full of such descordThat ther may be no loveday:Forthi good is, whil a man may,Echon to sette pes with otherAnd loven as his oghne brother; 1050So may he winne worldes weltheAnd afterward his soule helthe.Bot wolde god that now were onAn other such as Arion,Which hadde an harpe of such temprure,And therto of so good mesureHe song, that he the bestes wildeMade of his note tame and milde,The Hinde in pes with the Leoun,The Wolf in pes with the Moltoun, 1060The Hare in pees stod with the Hound;And every man upon this groundWhich Arion that time herde,Als wel the lord as the schepherde,He broghte hem alle in good acord;So that the comun with the lord,And lord with the comun also,He sette in love bothe tuoAnd putte awey malencolie.That was a lusti melodie, 1070Whan every man with other low;And if ther were such on now,Which cowthe harpe as he tho dede,He myhte availe in many a stedeTo make pes wher now is hate;For whan men thenken to debate,I not what other thing is good.Bot wher that wisdom waxeth wod,And reson torneth into rage,So that mesure upon oultrage 1080Hath set his world, it is to drede;For that bringth in the comun drede,Which stant at every mannes Dore:Bot whan the scharpnesse of the sporeThe horse side smit to sore,It grieveth ofte.