Me caryinge in his clawes starke
As lightly as I were a larke.
Dazed and astonished, Chaucer almost loses consciousness, till he is recalled to life by the eagle, with “mannes voice,” bidding him
... Awak
And be not so a-gast for shame!
and adding in a well-meant attempt to cheer him up,—
... Seynte Marie!
Thou art noyous for to carie.[42]
He is then told that as a reward for his long and faithful service of Cupid—
Withoute guerdon ever yit,
Jove has decreed that he is to be taken to the House of Fame:—
To do thee som disport and game,
In som recompensacioun
Of labour and devocioun.
In Fame’s palace he will hear more wonders in two hours than there are grains of corn in a granary, for every sound made upon earth,—