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

                                
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                                  If þat I lye or noon in þis mateere
                                
                                  Mayus þat sit with so benigne a cheere /
                                
                                  Hir to bihold it / semed fayerye /
                                
                                  Queen ester loked neuer with such an ye
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                                  On assure so meke a look haþ sche
                                
                                  I may not ȝow deuyse al hir beaute
                                
                                  But thus moche of hir beaute telle I may
                                
                                  That sche was lyk þe brighte morw of may
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                                  Fulfild of alle beaute and plesaunce
                                
                                  This Ianuary is rauyscht in a traunce
                                
                                  At euery tyme he lokith on hir face
                                
                                  But in his hert he gan hir to manace
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                                  That he þat night in armes wold hir streyne
                                
                                  Harder þan euer paris did Eleyne
                                
                                  But natheles ȝit had he gret pite
                                
                                  That þilke night offenden hir most he /
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                                  And þought allas .o. tendre creature
                                
                                  Now wolde god ȝe mighte wel endure
                                
                                  Al my corrage. it is so scharp and keene
                                
                                  I am agast ȝe schul it not susteene
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                                  For god forbede þat I dede al my might
                                
                                  Now wolde god þat it were woxe night
                                
                                  And þat þe night wold stonden euermo
                                
                                  I wold þat al þis poeple were a go
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                                  And fynally he doth al his labour
                                
                                  As he best mighte sauyng his honour
                                
                                  To hast hem from þe mete in subtil wise
                                
                                  The tyme cam þat resoun was to ryse
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                                  And after þat men daunce and drynke fast
                                
                                  And spices about þe hous þay cast [folio 140a] 
                                
                                  And ful of ioy. and blis is euery man
                                
                                  Al but a squier that hight Damyan
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                                  which karf tofor þe knight ful many a day
                                
                                  he was so rauyssht on his lady may
                                
                                  That for þe verray peyne he was nigh wood
                                
                                  Almost he swelt and swowned as he stood

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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 316
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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