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...ncely grace, 
Can you well compare? 
The Redde rose medled with the White yfere, 
In either cheeke depeincten lively chere: 15 
Her modest eye, 
Her Majestie, 
Where have you seene the like but there? 

I see Calliope speede her to the place, 
Where my Goddesse shines; 20 
And after her the other Muses trace 
With their Violines. 
Bene they not Bay braunches which they do beare, 
All for Elisa in her hand to weare? 
So sweetely they play, 25 
And sing all the w...Read more of this...

...e hade,
The grayn al of grene stele and of golde hewen,
The bit burnyst bryyght, with a brod egge
As wel schapen to schere as scharp rasores,
The stele of a stif staf the sturne hit bi grypte,
That watz wounden wyth yrn to the wandez ende,
And al bigrauen with grene in gracios werkes;
A lace lapped aboute, that louked at the hede,
And so after the halme halched ful ofte,
Wyth tryed tasselez therto tacched innoghe
On botounz of the bryyght grene brayden ful ryche.
T...Read more of this...

...ommo ben d'un modo non vi piove.
 Ma s? com'elli avvien, s'un cibo sazia
e d'un altro rimane ancor la gola,
che quel si chere e di quel si ringrazia,
 cos? fec'io con atto e con parola,
per apprender da lei qual fu la tela
onde non trasse infino a co la spuola.
 «Perfetta vita e alto merto inciela
donna pi? s?», mi disse, «a la cui norma
nel vostro mondo gi? si veste e vela,
 perch? fino al morir si vegghi e dorma
con quello sposo ch'ogne voto accetta
che caritate a suo piace...Read more of this...

...her princely grace
can you well compare?
The Redde rose medled with the White yfere,
In either cheeke depeincten lively chere.
Her modest eye,
Her Majestie,
Where have you seene the like, but there?

I sawe Ph{oe}bus thrust out his golden hedde,
upon her to gaze:
But when he sawe, how broade her beames did spredde,
it did him amaze.
He blusht to see another Sunne belowe,
Ne durst againe his fyrye face out showe:
Let him, if he dare,
His brightnesse compare
With hers, to have ...Read more of this...

...n, to pleyne!
For wel sit it, the sothe for to seyne,
A woful wight to han a drery fere,
And, to a sorwful tale, a sory chere.

For I, that god of Loves servaunts serve, 
Ne dar to Love, for myn unlyklinesse,
Preyen for speed, al sholde I therfor sterve,
So fer am I fro his help in derknesse;
But nathelees, if this may doon gladnesse
To any lover, and his cause avayle, 
Have he my thank, and myn be this travayle!

But ye loveres, that bathen in gladnesse,
If any drope of pite...Read more of this...

...nere;
Eek in som lond were al the gamen shent,
If that they ferde in love as men don here,
As thus, in open doing or in chere, 
In visitinge, in forme, or seyde hire sawes;
For-thy men seyn, ech contree hath his lawes.

Eek scarsly been ther in this place three
That han in love seid lyk and doon in al;
For to thy purpos this may lyken thee, 
And thee right nought, yet al is seyd or shal;
Eek som men grave in tree, som in stoon wal,
As it bitit; but sin I have begonne,
Myn auc...Read more of this...

...!' thought he, 'Thus wole I seye and thus;
Thus wole I pleyne unto my lady dere;
That word is good, and this shal be my chere;
This nil I not foryeten in no wyse.' 
God leve him werken as he can devyse!

And, lord, so that his herte gan to quappe,
Heringe hir come, and shorte for to syke!
And Pandarus, that ledde hir by the lappe,
Com ner, and gan in at the curtin pyke, 
And seyde, 'God do bote on alle syke!
See, who is here yow comen to visyte;
Lo, here is she that is your d...Read more of this...

...e bed gan softely to goon, 
So confus, that he niste what to seye;
For verray wo his wit was neigh aweye.

And with his chere and loking al to-torn,
For sorwe of this, and with his armes folden,
He stood this woful Troilus biforn, 
And on his pitous face he gan biholden;
But lord, so often gan his herte colden,
Seing his freend in wo, whos hevinesse
His herte slow, as thoughte him, for distresse.

This woful wight, this Troilus, that felte 
His freend Pandare y-comen him to s...Read more of this...

...!

Soth is, that whyl he bood in this manere,
He gan his wo ful manly for to hyde. 
That wel unnethe it seen was in his chere;
But at the yate ther she sholde oute ryde
With certeyn folk, he hoved hir tabyde,
So wo bigoon, al wolde he nought him pleyne,
That on his hors unnethe he sat for peyne. 

For ire he quook, so gan his herte gnawe,
Whan Diomede on horse gan him dresse,
And seyde un-to him-self this ilke sawe,
'Allas,' quod he, 'thus foul a wrecchednesse
Why suffre ich ...Read more of this...

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