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

                                
                                     [6-text p 463] 
                                  
                                  That slepith til þat. þe coughe haþ him awaked
                                
                                  Anoon he prayde stripen hir al naked
                                
                                  he wold of hir he sayd haue som plesaunce
                                
                                  hir clothis dede him he sayde som grevaunce [folio 142b] 
                                  Line 1960 
                                
                                  And sche obeieth be hir lief or loth
                                
                                  But lest that precious folk be with me wroth
                                
                                  how þat he wroughte. I dar not telle
                                
                                  Or wheþir it semed him paradys or helle
                                  Line 1964 
                                
                                  But here I lete hem werken in her wise
                                
                                  Til euensong rong and þan þay most arise
                                
                                  wheþir it be by desteny or aduenture
                                
                                  were it by influence or by nature
                                  Line 1968 
                                
                                  Or by constellacioun þat in such estate
                                
                                  The heuen stood þat tyme fortunate
                                
                                  As for to putte a bulle of venus werkis
                                
                                  For alle þing hath tyme as seyn þese clerkis
                                  Line 1972 
                                
                                  To eny womman for to gete hir loue
                                
                                  I can not say but grete god aboue /
                                
                                  Þat knowith þat noon acte is causeles
                                
                                  He deme of al. for I wil holde my pees
                                  Line 1976 
                                
                                  But soth is þis how þat þis freisshe may
                                
                                  hath take such impressioun þat day
                                
                                  Of pite of þis sike damyan
                                
                                  That from hir herte sche ne dryue can
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                                  The remembraunce for to doon him ease /
                                
                                  Certeyn þought sche. whom þat þis þing displease
                                
                                  I rekke not for her I him assure
                                
                                  To loue him best of eny creature /
                                  Line 1984 
                                
                                  Though he no more hadde þan his scherte
                                
                                  Lo pite renneth soone in gentil herte
                                
                                  heer may ȝe see how excellent fraunchise
                                
                                  In womman is. whan þay narow hem auyse
                                  Line 1988 
                                
                                  Som tyraunt is as þer ben many oon
                                
                                  That haþ an hert as hard as is a stoon
                                
                                  which wold han lete steruen in þe place
                                
                                  wel rather þan han graunted him her grace

                                  Line 1992

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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 322
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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