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Felice the feir answerd þo:
‘Damisel,’ sche seyd, ‘whi seistow so?
Þou art to blame, al-so y se,
No-þing þer-mid no paistow me.
Oft þou hast y-herd in speche
Þat we no schal no man biseche,
Ac men schul biseche wimen
In the feirest maner þat þai can,
& fond to speden ȝif þai may
Boþe bi niȝtes and bi day.’
Of his swouning he vpros þo;
Þe maiden him tok in armes to.
Felice seyd to Gij, ‘þou dost folie,
Þatow wilt for mi loue dye;
Schal y do mi fader of-sende?
I schal him telle word & ende,
Þat tow dost me litel worþschipe,
When þou me desirest to schenschipe;
In his court he schal deme þe,
& al to-lime, to queme me.’
‘Damisel,’ sche seyd, ‘whi seistow so?
Þou art to blame, al-so y se,
No-þing þer-mid no paistow me.
Oft þou hast y-herd in speche
Þat we no schal no man biseche,
Ac men schul biseche wimen
In the feirest maner þat þai can,
& fond to speden ȝif þai may
Boþe bi niȝtes and bi day.’
Of his swouning he vpros þo;
Þe maiden him tok in armes to.
Felice seyd to Gij, ‘þou dost folie,
Þatow wilt for mi loue dye;
Schal y do mi fader of-sende?
I schal him telle word & ende,
Þat tow dost me litel worþschipe,
When þou me desirest to schenschipe;
In his court he schal deme þe,
& al to-lime, to queme me.’
Gij answerd anon þer-to,
‘God ȝeue þat it wer y-do,
Þat of mi deþ þou haddest wite!
Of mi liif is me bot lite;
Redi ich am it to vnder-fong,
Be it wiþ riȝt, be it wiþ wrong.’
‘God ȝeue þat it wer y-do,
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Of mi liif is me bot lite;
Redi ich am it to vnder-fong,
Be it wiþ riȝt, be it wiþ wrong.’
Felice hadde of him gret rewþe:
‘Gij,’ quod [sche], ‘þou louest me in trewþe;
Al to michel þou art afoild,
Now þi blod it is acoild.
Ac o thing y grant þe;
More no miȝtow asky me:
Þer nis leuedi, no maiden non,
In þis cuntre so wide so man may gon,
& tow louedest hir astow dost me
Þat sche no wold grant hir loue to þe.’
‘Gij,’ quod [sche], ‘þou louest me in trewþe;
Al to michel þou art afoild,
Now þi blod it is acoild.
Ac o thing y grant þe;
More no miȝtow asky me:
Þer nis leuedi, no maiden non,
In þis cuntre so wide so man may gon,
& tow louedest hir astow dost me
Þat sche no wold grant hir loue to þe.’
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