The Hengwrt ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                
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                                  How þat he dorste nat his sorwe telle
                                
                                  But langwissheth / as a fuyre dooth in helle
                                
                                  And dye he moste he seyde / as dide Ekko
                                
                                  ffor Narcisus / that dorste nat telle hir wo
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                                  In oother manere / than ye heere me seye
                                
                                  Ne dorste he nat to hire / his wo biwreye
                                
                                  Saue that parauenture / som tyme at daunces
                                
                                  Ther yong folk / kepen hir obseruaunces
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                                  It may wel be / he looked on hir face
                                
                                  In swich a wise / as man þat asketh grace
                                
                                  But no thyng wiste she / of his entente
                                
                                  Nathelees it happed / er they thennes wente
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                                  ¶ By cause / that he was / hir neghebour [folio 157a] 
                                
                                  And was a man / of worshipe and honour
                                
                                  And hadde yknowen hym / of tyme yoore
                                
                                  They fille in speche / and forth moore and moore
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                                  Vn to this purpos / drough Aurelius
                                
                                  And whan he saugh his tyme / he seyde thus
                                
                                  ¶ Madame quod he / by god that this world made
                                
                                  So þat I wiste / it myghte youre herte glade
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                                  I wolde that day / þat youre Arueragus
                                
                                  Wente ouer the See / that I Aurelius
                                
                                  Hadde went/ ther neuere I sholde haue come agayn
                                
                                  ffor wel I woot my seruyce is in vayn
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                                  My gerdon is / but brestyng of myn herte
                                
                                  Madame reweth / vp on my peynes smerte
                                
                                  ffor with a word / ye may me sle or saue
                                
                                  Here at youre feet god wolde þat I were graue
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                                  I ne haue as now / no leyser moore to seye
                                
                                  Haue mercy swete / or ye wol do me deye
                                
                                  ¶ She gan to looke / vp on Aurelius
                                
                                  Is this youre wil quod she / and sey ye thus
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                                  Neuere erst quod she / ne wiste I what ye mente
                                
                                  But now Aurelie / I knowe youre entente
                                
                                  By thilke god / that yaf me soule and lyf
                                
                                  Ne shal I neuere / been vntrewe a wyf

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Title: The Hengwrt ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 359
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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