Thursday, October 07, 2004

Merciles beaute

I. CAPTIVITY

YOUR yen two wol slee me sodenly,
I may the beaute of hem not sustene,
So woundeth hit through-out my herte kene.

And but your word wol helen hastily
My hetres wounde, whyl that hit is grene,
Your yen two wol slee me sodenly,
I may the beaute of hem not sustene.

Upon my trouthe I seyy yow feithfully,
That ye ben of my lyf deeth the quene;
Foe with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene.
Your yen two wol slee me sodenly,
I may the beaute of hem not sustene,
So woundeth hit through-out my herte kene.

Geoffrey Chaucer (1340-1400)
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