Analysis of Truth

Fle fro the {pres}, and {dwelle} with {sothefastnesse,}
Suffise thin owen thing, thei it be smal;
For hord hath hate, and clymbyng tykelnesse,
Prees hath envye, and wele blent overal.
{Savour} no {more} thanne the {byhove} schal;
Reule weel thiself, that other folk canst reede;
And trouthe schal delyvere, it is no drede.

Tempest the nought al croked to redresse,
In trust of hire that tourneth as a bal.
Myche wele stant in litel besynesse;
Bywar therfore to spurne ayeyns an al;
Stryve not as doth the crokke with the wal.

[Daunte] thiself, that [dauntest] otheres dede;
And trouthe shal delyvere, it is no drede.

That the is sent, receyve in buxumnesse;
The [[wrestlyng]] for the worlde [[axeth]] a fal.
Here is non home, here [[nys]] but [[wyldernesse]].
Forth, pylgryme, forth! forth, beste, out of thi stal!
Know thi contré! loke up! thonk God of al!
Hold the heye weye, and lat thi gost the lede;
And trouthe shal delyvere, it is no drede.


Essentially what Chaucer is saying in this poem is that if you live life as the universe gives it to you and don’t try and live beyond your means than you will live a good life. It was loved because in this time period people loved poems that had wise meanings or advice. And this one could be no wiser or more advice giving.

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