Geoffrey Chaucer's Troilus and Criseyde
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- Geoffrey Chaucer's Troilus and Criseyde
- Author
- Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400
- Publication
- London ; New York: Longman
- 1984
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Oxford Text Archive number: U-1689-A
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"Geoffrey Chaucer's Troilus and Criseyde." In the digital collection Corpus of Middle English Prose and Verse. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/Troilus. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 30, 2025.
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ffro thennes forth he rideth vp and down,
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And euery thyng com hym to remembraunce
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As he rood forby places of the town
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In which he whilom hadde al his plesaunce.
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"Lo, ȝonder saugh ich last my lady daunce,
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And in that temple with hire eyen clere
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Me kaughte first my righte lady dere.
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"And ȝonder haue I herd ful lustyly
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My dere herte laugh and ȝonder pleye
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Saugh ich hire ones ek ful blisfully;
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And ȝonder ones to me gan she seye,
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"Now goode swete, loue me wel, I preye';
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And ȝond so goodly gan she me biholde,
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That to the deth myn herte is to hire holde.
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"And at that corner in the ȝonder hous
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Herde I myn alder-leuest lady deere,
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So wommanly with vois melodious,
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Syngen so wel, so goodly and so cleere,
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That in my soule ȝet me thynketh ich here
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The blisful sown; and in that ȝonder place
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My lady first me took vnto hire grace."
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Thanne thoughte he thus, "O blisful lord Cupide,
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Whan I the processe haue in my memorie
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How thow me hast wereyed on euery syde,
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Men myght a book make of it lik a storie.
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What nede is the to seke on me victorie,
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Syn I am thyn and holly at thi wille?
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What ioie hast thow thyn owen folk to spille?
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"Wel hastow, lord, y-wroke on me thyn ire,
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Thow myghty god and dredefull for to greue.
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Now mercy, lord, thow woost wel I desire
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Thi grace moost of alle lustes leeue,
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And lyue and dye I wol in thy byleue;
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ffor which I naxe in guerdoun but a bone --
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That thow Criseyde aȝein me sende sone.
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"Destreyne hire herte as faste to retorne,
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As thow doost myn to longen hire to see,
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Than woot I wel that she nyl naught soiorne.
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Now blisful lord, so cruel thow ne be
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Unto the blood of Troie, I preye the,
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As Iuno was vnto the blood Thebane,
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ffor which the folk of Thebes caughte hire bane."
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And after this he to the ȝates wente,
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Ther as Criseyde out rood a ful good paas,
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And vp and down ther made he many a wente,
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And to hym self ful ofte he seyde, "allas,
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ffro hennes rood my blisse and my solas;
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As wolde blisful god now, for his ioie,
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I myghte hire sen aȝeyn come in-to Troie.
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"And to the ȝonder hille I gan hire gyde,
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Allas, and ther I took of hire my leue;
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And ȝond I saugh hire to hire fader ride,
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ffor sorwe of which myn herte shal to-cleue;
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And hider home I com whan it was eue,
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And here I dwelle out cast from alle ioie,
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And shal til I may sen hire eft in Troie."
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And of hym self ymagened he ofte
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To ben defet, and pale, and waxen lesse
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Than he was wont, and that men seyden softe,
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"What may it be? who kan the sothe gesse
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Whi Troilus hath al this heuynesse?"
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And al this nas but his malencolie,
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That he hadde of hym self swich fantasie.
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Another tyme ymaginen he wolde
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That euery wight that wente by the weye
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Hadde of hym routhe and that thay seyn sholde,
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"I am right sory Troilus wol deye."
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And thus he drof a day ȝet forth or tweye
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As ȝe haue herd; swich lif right gan he lede,
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As he that stood bitwixen hope and drede.
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ffor which hym likede in his songes shewe
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Thenchesoun of his wo, as he best myghte,
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And made a song of wordes but a fewe,
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Somwhat his woful herte for to lighte;
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And whan he was from euery mannes syghte,
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With softe vois he of his lady deere,
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That absent was, gan synge as ȝe may heere.
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