I hope my tale not only entertained you lads but taught you some valuable truths to take you wherever you may go. Beware, never put too much truste on flaterye. The fox’s greatest weapon will always be his cunning tongue, the way he masterfully manipulates people’s emotions. The Great Cock Chauntecleer was fooled once by such flarerye, but not twice. He learned his lesson.
I would like to take a moment to clarify that what I said about women I said in jest. While it is true that sometimes women are the folly of men, this is in no way generalized to the whole of their sex. In this tale, however, if Chauntecleer had listened to his God-sent dream, he would have never gone out that day and never would have encountered the fox. Pertelote was wrong to put such little value in dreams. If the dream is forceful enough to cause a strong reaction in the dreamer, then that in itself is a sign. Pertelote was clearly wrong, and Chauntecleer was not a coward.
I also hope you lads caught the significance between the contrast of Pertelote’s analysis of what women want from men and the loathely lady’s analysis of the same. Whereas the loathely lady says all women want sovereign over their men, Pertelote goes another route and says women want their housbondes to be hardy, wise, and free. And above all, not a nygard or a coward.
Thank you all. Truste God. Listen to your dreams. And beware of flaterye.