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

                                
                                  Bifore me / sorweful wrecche creature
                                
                                  Out of this prison / helpe þat we may scapen
                                
                                  And if so be / my destynee be shapen
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                                  By eterne word / to dyen in prison
                                
                                  Of oure lynage / haue som compassion
                                
                                  That is so lowe ybroght by tirannye
                                
                                  And with that word / Arcite gan espye
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                                  Wher as this lady / romed to and fro
                                
                                  And with that sighte / hir beautee hurte hym so
                                
                                  That if that Palamon / [was] wounded sore
                                
                                  Arcite is hurt as moche as he / or moore
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                                  And with a sigh / he seyde pitously
                                
                                  The fresshe beautee / sleeth me sodeynly
                                
                                  Of hire / that rometh / in the yonder place
                                
                                  And but I haue / hir mercy and hir grace
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                                  That I may seen hire / atte leeste weye
                                
                                  I nam but deed / ther is namoore to seye
                                
                                  ¶ This Palamon / whan he tho wordes herde
                                
                                  Dispitously / he looked and answerde
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                                  Wheither seistow this / in ernest or in pley?
                                
                                  ¶ Nay quod Arcite / in ernest by my fey
                                
                                  God helpe me so / me list ful yuele pleye
                                
                                  ¶ This Palamon / gan knytte his browes tweye
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                                  It nere quod he to thee / no greet honour
                                
                                  ffor to be fals / ne for to be traitour
                                
                                  To me / þat am thy cosyn and thy brother
                                
                                  Ysworn ful depe / and ech of vs til oother
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                                  That neuere for to dyen in the peyne
                                
                                  Til þat deeth / departe shal vs tweyne
                                
                                  Neither of vs / in loue to hyndre oother
                                
                                  Ne in noon oother cas / my leeue brother
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                                  But þat thou sholdest trewely forthren me
                                
                                  In euery cas / as I shal forthren thee
                                
                                  This was thyn ooth / and myn also certeyn [folio 17a] 
                                
                                  I woot right wel / thou darst it nat withseyn
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                                  Thus artow of my conseil out of doute

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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 33
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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