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

                                
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                                  So tendrely / that no thyng eyled me
                                
                                  I nyste nat what was Aduersitee
                                
                                  Til I koude flee ful hye / vnder the sky
                                
                                  Tho dwelte / a Tercelet me faste by
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                                  That semed welle / of alle gentillesse
                                
                                  Al were he ful of treson / and falsnesse
                                
                                  It was so wrapped / vnder humble cheere
                                
                                  And vnder hewe of trouthe / in swich manere
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                                  Vnder plesance / and vnder bisy peyne
                                
                                  That I ne koude han wend / he koude feyne
                                
                                  So depe in greyn / he dyed his colours
                                
                                  Right as a serpent hit hym vnder floures
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                                  Til he may seen / his tyme / for to byte
                                
                                  Right so this god of loue / this ypocryte
                                
                                  Dooth so hise cerymonyes and obeisances
                                
                                  And kepeth in semblant alle hise obseruances
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                                  That sowneth / in to gentillesse of loue
                                
                                  As in a toumbe / is al the faire aboue
                                
                                  And vnder is the corps / swich as ye woot
                                
                                  Swich was the ypocrite / bothe coold and hoot
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                                  And in this wise / he serued his entente
                                
                                  That saue the feend / noon wiste what he mente
                                
                                  Til he so longe / hadde wopen and compleyned
                                
                                  And many a yeer / his seruice to me feyned
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                                  Til that myn herte / to pitous and to nyce [folio 125a] 
                                
                                  Al Innocent of his corouned malice
                                
                                  ffor-ferd of his deeth / as thoughte me
                                
                                  Vpon hise othes / and his seuretee
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                                  Graunted hym loue / vp on this condicioun
                                
                                  That eueremoore / myn honour and renoun
                                
                                  Were saued / bothe priuee and apert
                                
                                  This is to seyn / that after his desert
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                                  I yaf hym al myn herte / and my thoght
                                
                                  God woot and he / þat ootherwise noght
                                
                                  And took his herte / in chaunge for myn for ay
                                
                                  But sooth is seyd / goon sithen many a day

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Title: The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 327
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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