The Harleian ms. 7334 of Chaucer's Canterbury tales. Ed. by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                
                                  Biforn me sorwful wrecched creature
                                
                                  Out of þis prisoun help þat we may scape
                                
                                  And if so be oure destyne be schape
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                                  By eterne word to deyen in prisoun
                                
                                  Of oure lynage haueth sum compassioun
                                
                                  That is so lowe y-brought by Tyrannye
                                
                                  And with þat word Arcite gan espye
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                                  wher as this lady romed to and fro
                                
                                  And with þat sight/ hire beaute hurt him so
                                
                                  That if þat Palamon was wounded sore
                                
                                  Arcite is hurt as moche as he or more
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                                  And with a sigh. he seyde pitously
                                
                                  The freissche beaute sleeth me sodeynly
                                
                                  Of hir that rometh ȝonder in þe place
                                
                                  And but I haue hir mercy and hir grace
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                                  That I may see hir atte leste weye
                                
                                  I nam but deed / ther nys no more to seye
                                
                                  This Palamon whan he tho wordes herde
                                
                                  Dispitously he loked and answerde
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                                  whether seistow in ernest or in pley
                                
                                  Nay quoþ Arcite in ernest in good fey
                                
                                  God helpe me so me lust ful euele pleye
                                
                                  This Palamon gan knytte his browes tweye
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                                  Hit nere quod he to the no gret honour
                                
                                  For to be fals ne for to be traytour
                                
                                  To me that am thy cosyn and thy broþer
                                
                                  I-swore ful deepe and ech of vs to oþer
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                                  That neuer for to deyen in þe payne
                                
                                  Til þat deeth departe schal vs twayne
                                
                                  Neyþer of vs in lande to hynder other
                                
                                  Ne in non other cas / my leeue broþer
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                                  But þou schuldest trewly forþer me
                                
                                  In euery caas and I schal forþer þe /
                                
                                  This was þyn othe / and myn eek certayn [folio 16a] 
                                
                                  I wot right wel þou darst/ it nat wiþsayn
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                                  Thus art þou of my counseil out of doute

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Title: The Harleian ms. 7334 of Chaucer's Canterbury tales. Ed. by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 33
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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