ALLAS.............12
MLT 121 And alle thy freendes fleen from thee, allas! 120
MLT 193 That he for love sholde han his deeth, allas! 192
MLT 267 Allas, what wonder is it thogh she wepte, 266
MLT 281 " Allas, unto the Barbre nacioun 280
MLT 303 Of which the lord is helplees falle, allas, 302
MLT 309 Imprudent Emperour of Rome, allas! 308
MLT 315 Allas, we been to lewed or to slowe! 314
MLT 608 By Dame Custance. Allas, what myghte she seye? 608
MLT 631 Allas! Custance, thou hast no champioun, 630
MLT 810 Ful ofte he seyde, " Allas and weylaway! " 810
MLT 817 O goode Custance, allas, so wo is me 816
MLT 855 " O litel child, allas! What is thy gilt, 854
 
 ALLE..............22
MLT 118 " Alle the dayes of povre men been wikke. " 118
MLT 121 And alle thy freendes fleen from thee, allas! 120
MLT 164 To alle hire werkes vertu is hir gyde; 164
MLT 166 She is mirour of alle curteisye; 166
MLT 240 And alle his liges sholde ycristned be, 240
MLT 263 But forthward they hem dressen, alle and some. 262
MLT 272 Housbondes been alle goode, and han ben yoore; 272
MLT 277 Over alle thyng, out-taken Crist on-lofte, 276
MLT 318 " Now Jhesu Crist be with yow alle! " she sayde; 318
MLT 347 To strengthen hire shal alle his frendes fonde; 346
MLT 350 And to hem alle she spak right in this wyse: 350
MLT 409 And welcometh hire with alle joye and blis. 408
MLT 532 That alle hir loven that looken in hir face. 532
MLT 541 Alle Cristen folk been fled fro that contree 540
MLT 650 Amonges alle the faces in that route? 650
MLT 725 And wroot unto his kyng, that cleped was Alle, 724
MLT 773 And thou biwreyest alle secreenesse. 772
MLT 850 Now, lady bright, to whom alle woful cryen, 850
MLT 1069 I pray yow alle my labour to relesse; 1068
MLT 1157 They lyven alle, and nevere asonder wende; 1156
MLT 1162 And kepe us alle that been in this place! Amen 1162
MLT 1181 We leven alle in the grete God, " quod he; 1180
 
 ALLONE............5
MLT 431 But it were oonly dame Custance allone. 430
MLT 655 An Emperoures doghter stant allone; 654
MLT 679 For drede of wreche, save Custance allone. 678
MLT 916 Cam into ship allone, and seyde he sholde 916
MLT 1110 Was put allone and dampned for to dye. 1110
 
 ALMESSE...........1
MLT 168 Hir hand, ministre of fredam for almesse. " 168
 
 ALMUS-DEDE........1
MLT 1156 In vertu and in hooly almus-dede 1156
 
 ALMYGHTY..........3
MLT 245 Now, faire Custance, almyghty God thee gyde! 244
MLT 873 For wynd and weder almyghty God purchace, 872
MLT 907 Almyghty God, that saveth al mankynde, 906
 
 ALSO..............9
MLT 396 Receyveth hire with also glad a cheere 396
MLT 493 Bothe north and south, and also west and est, 492
MLT 515 He foond also the tresor that she broghte. 514
MLT 555 For which the constable and his wyf also 554
MLT 597 Slepeth Custance, and Hermengyld also. 596
MLT 898 Maketh for his wyf, and for his child also, 898
MLT 975 He yaf hire, and hir yonge sone also; 974
MLT 1003 To kyng Alla, and he to hym also; 1002
MLT 1023 " But God woot, " quod this senatour also, 1022
 
 ALTHOGH...........2
MLT 830 In salte see, althogh I se noght how. 830
MLT 973 Of hire estaat, althogh she sholde deye. 972
 
 AM................6
MLT 739 I am youre servant, bothe nyght and day. " 738
MLT 761 To me that am now lerned in his loore! 760
MLT 1062 That of youre harm as giltelees am I 1062
MLT 1071 I am so wery for to speke of sorwe. 1070
MLT 1107 " I am youre doghter Custance, " quod she, 1106
MLT 1109 It am I, fader, that in the salte see 1108
 
 AMBES.............1
MLT 124 Youre bagges been nat fild with ambes as, 124
 
 AMEN..............1
MLT 1162 And kepe us alle that been in this place! Amen 1162
 
 AMENDEN...........1
MLT 462 Me kepe, and yif me myght my lyf t' amenden. " 462
 
 AMONG.............2
MLT 622 Among the peple, and seyn they kan nat gesse 622
MLT 646 Among a prees, of hym that hath be lad 646
 
 AMONGES...........3
MLT 183 Amonges othere thynges, specially, 182
MLT 650 Amonges alle the faces in that route? 650
MLT 828 While I was on the lond amonges yow, 828
 
 AMOUNTETH.........1
MLT 569 And seyde, " What amounteth al this fare? " 568
 
 AN................15
MLT 3 The ferthe part, and half an houre and moore, 2
MLT 507 Under an hoold that nempnen I ne kan, 506
MLT 655 An Emperoures doghter stant allone; 654
MLT 669 An hand hym smoot upon the nekke-boon, 668
MLT 705 Who bloweth in a trumpe or in an horn? 704
MLT 733 And thanketh God an hundred thousand sithe! 732
MLT 754 The mooder was an elf, by aventure 754
MLT 766 Crist, whan hym list, may sende me an heir 766
MLT 867 And taketh hir leve, and with an hooly entente 866
MLT 904 Under an hethen castel, atte laste, 904
MLT 952 To make an ende of al hir hevynesse. 952
MLT 1074 I trowe an hundred tymes been they kist, 1074
MLT 1116 But of my tale make an ende I shal; 1116
MLT 1155 She heryeth God an hundred thousand sithe. 1154
MLT 1159 And fareth now weel! my tale is at an ende. 1158
 
 AND...............369
MLT 3 The ferthe part, and half an houre and moore, 2
MLT 3 The ferthe part, and half an houre and moore, 2
MLT 4 And though he were not depe ystert in loore, 4
MLT 7 And saugh wel that the shadwe of every tree 6
MLT 10 And therefore by the shadwe he took his wit 10
MLT 11 That Phebus, which that shoon so clere and brighte, 10
MLT 12 Degrees was fyve and fourty clombe on highte, 12
MLT 13 And for that day, as in that latitude, 12
MLT 15 And sodeynly he plighte his horse aboute. 14
MLT 18 Now for the love of God and of Seint John, 18
MLT 20 Lordynges, the tyme wasteth nyght and day, 20
MLT 21 And steleth from us, what pryvely slepynge, 20
MLT 22 And what thurgh necligence in oure wakynge, 22
MLT 25 Wel kan Senec and many a philosophre 24
MLT 41 Biheste is dette, and I wole holde fayn 40
MLT 48 On metres and on rymyng craftily, 48
MLT 51 And if he have noght seyd hem, leve brother, 50
MLT 53 For he hath toold of loveris up and doun 52
MLT 57 " In youthe he made of Ceys and Alcione, 56
MLT 58 And sitthen hath he spoken of everichone, 58
MLT 59 Thise noble wyves and thise loveris eke. 58
MLT 63 Of Lucresse, and of Babilan Tesbee; 62
MLT 66 The pleinte of Dianire and of Hermyon, 66
MLT 67 Of Adriane, and of Isiphilee -- 66
MLT 70 The teeris of Eleyne, and eek the wo 70
MLT 71 Of Brixseyde, and of the, Ladomya; 70
MLT 86 And therfore he, of ful avysement, 86
MLT 96 I speke in prose, and lat him rymes make. " 96
MLT 97 And with that word he, with a sobre cheere, 96
MLT 106 Thow blamest Crist and seist ful bitterly 106
MLT 109 And seist thou hast to lite and he hath al. 108
MLT 109 And seist thou hast to lite and he hath al. 108
MLT 121 And alle thy freendes fleen from thee, allas! 120
MLT 127 Ye seken lond and see for yowre wynnynges; 126
MLT 130 And tales, bothe of pees and of debaat. 130
MLT 130 And tales, bothe of pees and of debaat. 130
MLT 135 Of chapmen riche, and therto sadde and trewe, 134
MLT 135 Of chapmen riche, and therto sadde and trewe, 134
MLT 137 Clothes of gold, and satyns riche of hewe. 136
MLT 138 Hir chaffare was so thrifty and so newe 138
MLT 140 With hem, and eek to sellen hem hire ware. 140
MLT 146 And in swich place as thoughte hem avantage 146
MLT 150 And so bifel that th' excellent renoun 150
MLT 161 And wolde she were of al Europe the queene. 160
MLT 169 And al this voys was sooth, as God is trewe. 168
MLT 172 And whan they han this blisful mayden sayn, 172
MLT 174 And doon hir nedes as they han doon yoore, 174
MLT 175 And lyven in wele; I kan sey yow namoore. 174
MLT 180 Make hem good chiere, and bisily espye 180
MLT 188 That al his lust and al his bisy cure 188
MLT 200 The strif of Thebes; and of Ercules, 200
MLT 201 Of Sampson, Turnus, and of Socrates 200
MLT 205 And, shortly of this matiere for to pace, 204
MLT 207 And seyde hem, certein, but he myghte have grace 206
MLT 209 He nas but deed; and charged hem in hye 208
MLT 212 They argumenten, casten up and doun; 212
MLT 214 They speken of magyk and abusioun. 214
MLT 225 And he answerde, " Rather than I lese 224
MLT 229 Saveth my lyf, and beth noght recchelees 228
MLT 233 I seye, by tretys and embassadrie, 232
MLT 234 And by the popes mediacioun, 234
MLT 235 And al the chirche, and al the chivalrie, 234
MLT 235 And al the chirche, and al the chivalrie, 234
MLT 237 And in encrees of Cristes lawe deere, 236
MLT 239 How that the Sowdan and his baronage 238
MLT 240 And alle his liges sholde ycristned be, 240
MLT 241 And he shal han Custance in mariage, 240
MLT 242 And certein gold, I noot what quantitee; 242
MLT 243 And heer-to founden sufficient suretee. 242
MLT 255 And oother folk ynowe; this is th' ende; 254
MLT 256 And notified is thurghout the toun 256
MLT 259 Receyve in gree and spede this viage. 258
MLT 263 But forthward they hem dressen, alle and some. 262
MLT 265 Ful pale arist, and dresseth hire to wende; 264
MLT 270 And to be bounden under subjeccioun 270
MLT 272 Housbondes been alle goode, and han ben yoore; 272
MLT 276 And ye, my mooder, my soverayn plesance 276
MLT 286 Wommen are born to thraldom and penance, 286
MLT 287 And to been under mannes governance. " 286
MLT 297 And hurlest al from est til occident 296
MLT 321 And forth I lete hire saille in this manere, 320
MLT 322 And turne I wole agayn to my matere. 322
MLT 326 And right anon she for hir conseil sente, 326
MLT 327 And they been come to knowe what she mente. 326
MLT 328 And whan assembled was this folk in-feere, 328
MLT 329 She sette hire doun, and seyde as ye shal heere. 328
MLT 338 But thraldom to oure bodies and penance, 338
MLT 339 And afterward in helle to be drawe, 338
MLT 343 And I shal make us sauf for everemoore? " 342
MLT 344 They sworen and assenten, every man, 344
MLT 345 To lyve with hire and dye, and by hire stonde, 344
MLT 345 To lyve with hire and dye, and by hire stonde, 344
MLT 346 And everich, in the beste wise he kan, 346
MLT 348 And she hath this emprise ytake on honde, 348
MLT 350 And to hem alle she spak right in this wyse: 350
MLT 353 And I shal swich a feeste and revel make 352
MLT 353 And I shal swich a feeste and revel make 352
MLT 363 Vertu and innocence, thurgh thy malice, 362
MLT 372 This Sowdanesse, whom I thus blame and warye, 372
MLT 376 And seyde hym that she wolde reneye hir lay, 376
MLT 377 And cristendom of preestes handes fonge, 376
MLT 383 And knelynge thanketh hire of that requeste. 382
MLT 385 She kiste hir sone, and hoom she gooth hir weye. 384
MLT 388 And hastifliche this Sowdan sente his sonde 388
MLT 389 First to his mooder, and al the regne aboute, 388
MLT 390 And seyde his wyf was comen, out of doute, 390
MLT 391 And preyde hire for to ryde agayn the queene, 390
MLT 393 Greet was the prees, and riche was th' array 392
MLT 394 Of Surryens and Romayns met yfeere; 394
MLT 395 The mooder of the Sowdan, riche and gay, 394
MLT 398 And to the nexte citee ther bisyde 398
MLT 409 And welcometh hire with alle joye and blis. 408
MLT 409 And welcometh hire with alle joye and blis. 408
MLT 410 And thus in murthe and joye I lete hem dwelle; 410
MLT 410 And thus in murthe and joye I lete hem dwelle; 410
MLT 413 That revel stynte, and men goon to hir reste. 412
MLT 416 And to the feeste Cristen folk hem dresse 416
MLT 417 In general, ye, bothe yonge and olde. 416
MLT 418 Heere may men feeste and roialtee biholde, 418
MLT 419 And deyntees mo than I kan yow devyse; 418
MLT 429 The Sowdan and the Cristen everichone 428
MLT 430 Been al tohewe and stiked at the bord, 430
MLT 438 And Custance han they take anon, foot-hoot, 438
MLT 439 And in a ship al steerelees, God woot, 438
MLT 440 They han hir set, and bidde hire lerne saille 440
MLT 443 And, sooth to seyn, vitaille greet plentee 442
MLT 444 They han hire yeven, and clothes eek she hadde, 444
MLT 445 And forth she sailleth in the salte see. 444
MLT 449 She blesseth hire, and with ful pitous voys 448
MLT 454 Me fro the feend and fro his clawes kepe, 454
MLT 460 Flemere of feendes out of hym and here 460
MLT 462 Me kepe, and yif me myght my lyf t' amenden. " 462
MLT 463 Yeres and dayes fleet this creature 462
MLT 472 And I answere to that demande agayn, 472
MLT 474 Ther every wight save he, maister and knave, 474
MLT 492 That power han t' anoyen lond and see, 492
MLT 493 Bothe north and south, and also west and est, 492
MLT 493 Bothe north and south, and also west and est, 492
MLT 493 Bothe north and south, and also west and est, 492
MLT 498 Where myghte this womman mete and drynke have 498
MLT 499 Thre yeer and moore? How lasteth hire vitaille? 498
MLT 503 With loves fyve and fisshes two to feede. 502
MLT 509 And in the sond hir ship stiked so faste 508
MLT 513 To seen this wrak, and al the ship he soghte, 512
MLT 514 And foond this wery womman ful of care; 514
MLT 523 She kneleth doun and thanketh Goddes sonde; 522
MLT 529 And eek his wyf, that they wepen for routhe. 528
MLT 531 To serve and plesen everich in that place 530
MLT 533 This constable and dame Hermengyld, his wyf, 532
MLT 534 Were payens, and that contree everywhere; 534
MLT 536 And Custance hath so longe sojourned there, 536
MLT 543 The plages of the north, by land and see. 542
MLT 549 Honoured Crist and hethen folk bigiled, 548
MLT 550 And ny the castel swiche ther dwelten three. 550
MLT 551 That oon of hem was blynd and myghte nat see, 550
MLT 555 For which the constable and his wyf also 554
MLT 556 And Custance han ytake the righte way 556
MLT 558 To pleyen and to romen to and fro, 558
MLT 558 To pleyen and to romen to and fro, 558
MLT 559 And in hir walk this blynde man they mette, 558
MLT 560 Croked and oold, with eyen faste yshette. 560
MLT 566 Til Custance made hire boold, and bad hire wirche 566
MLT 569 And seyde, " What amounteth al this fare? " 568
MLT 572 And so ferforth she gan oure lay declare 572
MLT 574 Converteth, and on Crist made hym bileve. 574
MLT 579 That was ful wys, and worthy of his hond 578
MLT 584 And caste anon how he myghte quite hir while, 584
MLT 585 And made a yong knyght that dwelte in that toun 584
MLT 591 And for despit he compassed in his thoght 590
MLT 594 And pryvely upon a nyght he crepte 594
MLT 597 Slepeth Custance, and Hermengyld also. 596
MLT 600 And kitte the throte of Hermengyld atwo, 600
MLT 601 And leyde the blody knyf by dame Custance, 600
MLT 602 And wente his wey, ther God yeve hym meschance! 602
MLT 604 And eek Alla, that kyng was of that lond, 604
MLT 605 And saugh his wyf despitously yslayn, 604
MLT 606 For which ful ofte he weep and wroong his hond, 606
MLT 607 And in the bed the blody knyf he fond 606
MLT 611 And eek the tyme, and where, and in what wise 610
MLT 611 And eek the tyme, and where, and in what wise 610
MLT 611 And eek the tyme, and where, and in what wise 610
MLT 616 Falle in disese and in mysaventure. 616
MLT 622 Among the peple, and seyn they kan nat gesse 622
MLT 625 And lovynge Hermengyld right as hir lyf. 624
MLT 629 Of this witnesse, and thoghte he wolde enquere 628
MLT 634 And boond Sathan (and yet lith ther he lay), 634
MLT 634 And boond Sathan (and yet lith ther he lay), 634
MLT 638 She sette hire doun on knees, and thus she sayde: 638
MLT 640 Fro false blame, and thou, merciful mayde, 640
MLT 648 And swich a colour in his face hath had 648
MLT 651 So stant Custance, and looketh hire aboute. 650
MLT 653 Duchesses, and ye ladyes everichone, 652
MLT 663 " And if this knyght wol sweren how that she 662
MLT 667 Was fet, and on this book he swoor anoon 666
MLT 668 She gilty was, and in the meene whiles 668
MLT 671 And bothe his eyen broste out of his face 670
MLT 674 And seyde, " Thou hast desclaundred, giltelees, 674
MLT 676 Thus hastou doon, and yet holde I my pees! " 676
MLT 680 Greet was the drede and eek the repentance 680
MLT 683 And for this miracle, in conclusioun, 682
MLT 684 And by Custances mediacioun, 684
MLT 685 The kyng -- and many another in that place -- 684
MLT 689 And yet Custance hadde of his deeth greet routhe. 688
MLT 690 And after this Jhesus, of his mercy, 690
MLT 692 This hooly mayden, that is so bright and sheene; 692
MLT 693 And thus hath Crist ymaad Custance a queene. 692
MLT 695 Of this weddyng but Donegild, and namo, 694
MLT 707 They ete, and drynke, and daunce, and synge, and pleye. 706
MLT 707 They ete, and drynke, and daunce, and synge, and pleye. 706
MLT 707 They ete, and drynke, and daunce, and synge, and pleye. 706
MLT 707 They ete, and drynke, and daunce, and synge, and pleye. 706
MLT 708 They goon to bedde, as it was skile and right; 708
MLT 713 And leye a lite hir hoolynesse aside, 712
MLT 716 And to a bisshop, and his constable eke, 716
MLT 716 And to a bisshop, and his constable eke, 716
MLT 719 Now faire Custance, that is so humble and meke, 718
MLT 725 And wroot unto his kyng, that cleped was Alle, 724
MLT 727 And othere tidynges spedeful for to seye. 726
MLT 728 He taketh the lettre, and forth he gooth his weye. 728
MLT 731 And salueth hire ful faire in his langage: 730
MLT 732 " Madame, " quod he, " ye may be glad and blithe, 732
MLT 733 And thanketh God an hundred thousand sithe! 732
MLT 735 To joye and blisse to al this regne aboute. 734
MLT 739 I am youre servant, bothe nyght and day. " 738
MLT 743 This messager drank sadly ale and wyn, 742
MLT 744 And stolen were his lettres pryvely 744
MLT 746 And countrefeted was ful subtilly 746
MLT 756 And every wight hateth hir compaignye. 756
MLT 762 Lord, welcome be thy lust and thy plesaunce; 762
MLT 765 And eek my wyf, unto myn hoom-comynge. 764
MLT 770 And forth he gooth; ther is na moore to doone. 770
MLT 773 And thou biwreyest alle secreenesse. 772
MLT 779 Unto thy malice and thy tirannye! 778
MLT 780 And therfore to the feend I thee resigne; 780
MLT 786 And at the kynges moodres court he lighte, 786
MLT 787 And she was of this messager ful fayn, 786
MLT 788 And plesed hym in al that ever she myghte. 788
MLT 789 He drank, and wel his girdel underpighte; 788
MLT 790 He slepeth, and he fnorteth in his gyse 790
MLT 793 And countrefeted lettres in this wyse: 792
MLT 795 Up peyne of hangyng, and on heigh juyse, 794
MLT 798 Thre dayes and o quarter of a tyde; 798
MLT 800 Hire, and hir yonge sone, and al hir geere, 800
MLT 800 Hire, and hir yonge sone, and al hir geere, 800
MLT 801 He sholde putte, and croude hire fro the lond, 800
MLT 802 And charge hire that she never eft coome theere. " 802
MLT 804 And, slepynge, in thy dreem been in penance, 804
MLT 808 And to the constable he the lettre took; 808
MLT 809 And whan that he this pitous lettre say, 808
MLT 810 Ful ofte he seyde, " Allas and weylaway! " 810
MLT 816 And wikked folk regne in prosperitee? 816
MLT 820 Wepen bothe yonge and olde in al that place 820
MLT 822 And Custance, with a deedly pale face, 822
MLT 825 The wyl of Crist, and knelynge on the stronde, 824
MLT 829 He kan me kepe from harm and eek fro shame 828
MLT 832 In hym triste I, and in his mooder deere, 832
MLT 833 That is to me my seyl and eek my steere. " 832
MLT 835 And knelynge, pitously to hym she seyde, 834
MLT 838 And over his litel eyen she it leyde, 838
MLT 839 And in hir arm she lulleth it ful faste, 838
MLT 840 And into hevene hire eyen up she caste. 840
MLT 841 " Mooder, " quod she, " and mayde bright, Marie, 840
MLT 843 Mankynde was lorn, and damned ay to dye, 842
MLT 847 Thy wo and any wo man may sustene. 846
MLT 849 And yet now lyveth my litel child, parfay! 848
MLT 860 And if thou darst nat saven hym, for blame, 860
MLT 863 And seyde, " Farewel, housbonde routhelees! " 862
MLT 864 And up she rist, and walketh doun the stronde 864
MLT 864 And up she rist, and walketh doun the stronde 864
MLT 866 And evere she preyeth hire child to holde his pees; 866
MLT 867 And taketh hir leve, and with an hooly entente 866
MLT 867 And taketh hir leve, and with an hooly entente 866
MLT 868 She blisseth hire, and into ship she wente. 868
MLT 871 And othere necessaries that sholde nede 870
MLT 873 For wynd and weder almyghty God purchace, 872
MLT 874 And brynge hire hoom! I kan no bettre seye, 874
MLT 878 And asketh where his wyf and his child is. 878
MLT 878 And asketh where his wyf and his child is. 878
MLT 880 And pleynly al the manere he hym tolde 880
MLT 882 And sheweth the kyng his seel and eek his lettre, 882
MLT 882 And sheweth the kyng his seel and eek his lettre, 882
MLT 883 And seyde, " Lord, as ye comanded me 882
MLT 886 Moste biknowe and tellen, plat and pleyn, 886
MLT 886 Moste biknowe and tellen, plat and pleyn, 886
MLT 888 And thus, by wit and sotil enquerynge, 888
MLT 888 And thus, by wit and sotil enquerynge, 888
MLT 891 And al the venym of this cursed dede, 890
MLT 897 The sorwe that this Alla nyght and day 896
MLT 898 Maketh for his wyf, and for his child also, 898
MLT 901 That fleteth in the see, in peyne and wo, 900
MLT 902 Fyve yeer and moore, as liked Cristes sonde, 902
MLT 906 Custance, and eek hir child, the see up caste. 906
MLT 908 Have on Custance and on hir child som mynde, 908
MLT 912 To gauren on this ship and on Custance. 912
MLT 916 Cam into ship allone, and seyde he sholde 916
MLT 919 Hir child cride, and she cride pitously. 918
MLT 921 For with hir struglyng wel and myghtily 920
MLT 923 And in the see he dreynte for vengeance; 922
MLT 924 And thus hath Crist unwemmed kept Custance. 924
MLT 936 So yong and of armure so desolaat? 936
MLT 941 And to deliveren out of wrecchednesse 940
MLT 944 To hem and saved hem out of meschance, 944
MLT 945 So sente he myght and vigour to Custance. 944
MLT 947 Of Jubaltare and Septe, dryvynge ay 946
MLT 948 Somtyme west, and somtyme north and south, 948
MLT 948 Somtyme west, and somtyme north and south, 948
MLT 949 And somtyme est, ful many a wery day, 948
MLT 954 And speke we of the Romayn Emperour, 954
MLT 956 The slaughtre of cristen folk, and dishonour 956
MLT 959 That at the feeste leet sleen bothe moore and lesse. 958
MLT 962 And othere lordes, God woot, many oon, 962
MLT 964 They brennen, sleen, and brynge hem to meschance 964
MLT 969 And mette the ship dryvynge, as seith the storie, 968
MLT 974 He bryngeth hire to Rome, and to his wyf 974
MLT 975 He yaf hire, and hir yonge sone also; 974
MLT 976 And with the senatour she ladde hir lyf. 976
MLT 978 Woful Custance, and many another mo. 978
MLT 979 And longe tyme dwelled she in that place, 978
MLT 985 That for his wyf wepeth and siketh soore, 984
MLT 986 I wol retourne, and lete I wol Custance 986
MLT 990 That, if I shortly tellen shal and playn, 990
MLT 992 And putte hym in the Popes ordinance 992
MLT 993 In heigh and logh, and Jhesu Crist bisoghte 992
MLT 993 In heigh and logh, and Jhesu Crist bisoghte 992
MLT 999 Rood hym agayns, and many of his lynage, 998
MLT 1003 To kyng Alla, and he to hym also; 1002
MLT 1005 And so bifel that in a day or two 1004
MLT 1007 To feste, and shortly, if I shal nat lye, 1006
MLT 1017 And to the senatour he seyde anon, 1016
MLT 1019 " I noot, " quod he, " by God, and by Seint John! 1018
MLT 1021 That I of woot " -- and shortly, in a stounde, 1020
MLT 1033 Of dame Custance, and ther on mused he 1032
MLT 1035 That is his wyf, and pryvely he sighte, 1034
MLT 1036 And spedde hym fro the table that he myghte. 1036
MLT 1040 And afterward he made his argument: 1040
MLT 1044 And after noon, hoom with the senatour 1044
MLT 1047 And hastifly he sente after Custaunce. 1046
MLT 1052 And weep that it was routhe for to see; 1052
MLT 1055 And she, for sorwe, as doumb stant as a tree, 1054
MLT 1059 He weep, and hym excuseth pitously. 1058
MLT 1060 " Now God, " quod he, " and his halwes brighte 1060
MLT 1065 Long was the sobbyng and the bitter peyne, 1064
MLT 1075 And swich a blisse is ther bitwix hem two 1074
MLT 1092 He wente hymself, and so it may wel seeme. 1092
MLT 1095 And wel rede I he looked bisily 1094
MLT 1096 Upon this child, and on his doghter thoghte. 1096
MLT 1097 Alla goth to his in, and as hym oghte, 1096
MLT 1100 The morwe cam, and Alla gan hym dresse, 1100
MLT 1101 And eek his wyf, this Emperour to meete; 1100
MLT 1102 And forth they ryde in joye and in gladnesse. 1102
MLT 1102 And forth they ryde in joye and in gladnesse. 1102
MLT 1103 And whan she saugh hir fader in the strete, 1102
MLT 1104 She lighte doun, and falleth hym to feete. 1104
MLT 1110 Was put allone and dampned for to dye. 1110
MLT 1119 In joye and blisse at mete I lete hem dwelle 1118
MLT 1122 Maad by the Pope, and lyved cristenly; 1122
MLT 1131 Wher as they lyve in joye and in quiete. 1130
MLT 1142 For Deeth, that taketh of heigh and logh his rente, 1142
MLT 1147 And dame Custance, finally to seye, 1146
MLT 1150 And fyndeth hire freendes hoole and sounde; 1150
MLT 1150 And fyndeth hire freendes hoole and sounde; 1150
MLT 1152 And whan that she hir fader hath yfounde, 1152
MLT 1156 In vertu and in hooly almus-dede 1156
MLT 1157 They lyven alle, and nevere asonder wende; 1156
MLT 1159 And fareth now weel! my tale is at an ende. 1158
MLT 1162 And kepe us alle that been in this place! Amen 1162
MLT 1164 And seyde, " Goode men, herkeneth everych on! 1164
MLT 1184 And therfore, Hoost, I warne thee biforn, 1184
MLT 1186 And I schal clynken you so mery a belle, 1186