| ALLIED...........1 | |
| Tr 1 87 That Calkas traitour fled was and allied | 86 |
| ALLONE...........7 | |
| Tr 1 97 For bothe a widewe was she and allone | 96 |
| Tr 1 178 And yet she stood ful lowe and stille allone, | 178 |
| Tr 1 358 And whan that he in chambre was allone, | 358 |
| Tr 1 547 Bywayling in his chambre thus allone, | 546 |
| Tr 1 694 " The wise seith, `Wo hym that is allone, | 694 |
| Tr 1 806 " Thow mayst allone here wepe and crye and knele -- | 806 |
| Tr 1 914 And some wolde mucche hire mete allone, | 914 |
| ALOFTE...........1 | |
| Tr 1 922 And thus they wolde han brought hemself alofte, | 922 |
| ALONE............1 | |
| Tr 1 1028 So lat m' alone, and it shal be thi beste. " | 1028 |
| ALSO.............6 | |
| Tr 1 327 And al his chere and speche also he borneth, | 326 |
| Tr 1 478 Ne also for the rescous of the town, | 478 |
| Tr 1 523 But also cold in love towardes the | 522 |
| Tr 1 897 " And also thynk, and therwith glade the, | 896 |
| Tr 1 945 Hereafter may thy comfort be also. | 944 |
| Tr 1 952 And also joie is next the fyn of sorwe. | 952 |
| ALTHOUGH.........1 | |
| Tr 1 1013 With sobre chere, although his herte pleyde: | 1012 |
| ALWEY............2 | |
| Tr 1 782 Swich yvel is nat alwey booteles. | 782 |
| Tr 1 971 Hope alwey wel; for, but if drerinesse | 970 |
| AM...............11 | |
| Tr 1 10 Help me, that am the sorwful instrument, | 10 |
| Tr 1 18 So fer am I from his help in derknesse. | 18 |
| Tr 1 223 Yet am I but an hors, and horses lawe | 222 |
| Tr 1 416 Al sterelees withinne a boot am I | 416 |
| Tr 1 570 That am refus of every creature? | 570 |
| Tr 1 588 Wostow naught wel that it am I, Pandare? | 588 |
| Tr 1 712 So ful of sorwe am I, soth for to seyne, | 712 |
| Tr 1 720 And sith I am he that thow trustest moost, | 720 |
| Tr 1 753 I am nat deef. Now pees, and crye namore, | 752 |
| Tr 1 974 " And wostow why I am the lasse afered | 974 |
| Tr 1 988 " Wherfore I am, and wol ben, ay redy | 988 |
| AMAYED...........1 | |
| Tr 1 648 Counseillen the of that thow art amayed. | 648 |
| AMETE............1 | |
| Tr 1 664 Al for the doughter of the kyng Amete, | 664 |
| AMONG............1 | |
| Tr 1 169 Among thise othere folk was Criseyda, | 168 |
| AMONGES..........1 | |
| Tr 1 900 Amonges alle thise other in general; | 900 |
| AMYDDE...........1 | |
| Tr 1 417 Amydde the see, bitwixen wyndes two, | 416 |
| AMYS.............1 | |
| Tr 1 491 And seyde he hadde a fevere and ferde amys. | 490 |
| AN...............13 | |
| Tr 1 28 Or ye han wonne hym with to gret an ese. | 28 |
| Tr 1 104 As doth an hevenyssh perfit creature, | 104 |
| Tr 1 171 Right as oure firste lettre is now an A, | 170 |
| Tr 1 223 Yet am I but an hors, and horses lawe | 222 |
| Tr 1 456 Ek of the day ther passed nought an houre | 456 |
| Tr 1 540 Thise wordes, and ful many an other to, | 540 |
| Tr 1 653 As to thi brother, Paris, an herdesse | 652 |
| Tr 1 671 As doth an hauk that listeth for to pleye; | 670 |
| Tr 1 731 Or artow lik an asse to the harpe, | 730 |
| Tr 1 790 In so unskilful an oppynyoun | 790 |
| Tr 1 1008 And konne an errowr alderbest withstonde. " | 1008 |
| Tr 1 1065 For everi wight that hath an hous to founde | 1064 |
| Tr 1 1090 And, as an esy pacyent, the loore | 1090 |
| AND..............387 | |
| Tr 1 4 Fro wo to wele, and after out of joie, | 4 |
| Tr 1 14 And to a sorwful tale, a sory chere. | 14 |
| Tr 1 20 Unto any lovere, and his cause availle, | 20 |
| Tr 1 21 Have he my thonk, and myn be this travaille! | 20 |
| Tr 1 25 That ye han felt, and on the adversite | 24 |
| Tr 1 26 Of othere folk, and thynketh how that ye | 26 |
| Tr 1 29 And preieth for hem that ben in the cas | 28 |
| Tr 1 32 And ek for me preieth to God so dere | 32 |
| Tr 1 34 Swich peyne and wo as Loves folk endure, | 34 |
| Tr 1 36 And biddeth ek for hem that ben despeired | 36 |
| Tr 1 38 And ek for hem that falsly ben apeired | 38 |
| Tr 1 43 And biddeth ek for hem that ben at ese, | 42 |
| Tr 1 45 And sende hem myght hire ladies so to plese | 44 |
| Tr 1 46 That it to Love be worship and plesaunce. | 46 |
| Tr 1 49 And write hire wo, and lyve in charite, | 48 |
| Tr 1 49 And write hire wo, and lyve in charite, | 48 |
| Tr 1 50 And for to have of hem compassioun, | 50 |
| Tr 1 56 And how that she forsook hym er she deyde. | 56 |
| Tr 1 59 To Troiewardes, and the cite longe | 58 |
| Tr 1 61 And in diverse wise and oon entente, | 60 |
| Tr 1 61 And in diverse wise and oon entente, | 60 |
| Tr 1 72 And ek by answer of this Appollo, | 72 |
| Tr 1 80 And to the Grekes oost ful pryvely | 80 |
| Tr 1 81 He stal anon; and they, in curteys wise, | 80 |
| Tr 1 82 Hym diden bothe worship and servyce, | 82 |
| Tr 1 86 Thorugh al the town, and generaly was spoken, | 86 |
| Tr 1 87 That Calkas traitour fled was and allied | 86 |
| Tr 1 88 With hem of Grece, and casten to be wroken | 88 |
| Tr 1 90 And seyden he and al his kyn at-ones | 90 |
| Tr 1 90 And seyden he and al his kyn at-ones | 90 |
| Tr 1 91 Ben worthi for to brennen, fel and bones. | 90 |
| Tr 1 93 Al unwist of this false and wikked dede, | 92 |
| Tr 1 97 For bothe a widewe was she and allone | 96 |
| Tr 1 107 Hire fadres shame, his falsnesse and tresoun, | 106 |
| Tr 1 108 Wel neigh out of hir wit for sorwe and fere, | 108 |
| Tr 1 111 With pitous vois, and tendrely wepynge, | 110 |
| Tr 1 114 And saugh that she was sorwfully bigon, | 114 |
| Tr 1 115 And that she was so fair a creature; | 114 |
| Tr 1 117 And seyde, " Lat youre fadres treson gon | 116 |
| Tr 1 118 Forth with meschaunce, and ye youreself in joie | 118 |
| Tr 1 120 " And al th' onour that men may don yow have, | 120 |
| Tr 1 122 Ye shul have, and youre body shal men save, | 122 |
| Tr 1 124 And she hym thonked with ful humble chere, | 124 |
| Tr 1 125 And ofter wolde, and it hadde ben his wille, | 124 |
| Tr 1 125 And ofter wolde, and it hadde ben his wille, | 124 |
| Tr 1 126 And took hire leve, and hom, and held hir stille. | 126 |
| Tr 1 126 And took hire leve, and hom, and held hir stille. | 126 |
| Tr 1 126 And took hire leve, and hom, and held hir stille. | 126 |
| Tr 1 127 And in hire hous she abood with swich meyne | 126 |
| Tr 1 129 And whil she was dwellynge in that cite, | 128 |
| Tr 1 130 Kepte hir estat, and both of yonge and olde | 130 |
| Tr 1 130 Kepte hir estat, and both of yonge and olde | 130 |
| Tr 1 131 Ful wel biloved, and wel men of hir tolde. | 130 |
| Tr 1 135 Bitwixen hem of Troie and Grekes ofte; | 134 |
| Tr 1 137 And eft the Grekes founden nothing softe | 136 |
| Tr 1 138 The folk of Troie; and thus Fortune on lofte | 138 |
| Tr 1 139 And under eft gan hem to whielen bothe | 138 |
| Tr 1 144 Fro my matere, and yow to long to dwelle. | 144 |
| Tr 1 149 And hir cite biseged al aboute, | 148 |
| Tr 1 155 And so bifel, whan comen was the tyme | 154 |
| Tr 1 158 And swote smellen floures white and rede, | 158 |
| Tr 1 158 And swote smellen floures white and rede, | 158 |
| Tr 1 162 And to the temple, in al hir beste wise, | 162 |
| Tr 1 165 And namely, so many a lusty knyght, | 164 |
| Tr 1 166 So many a lady fressh and mayden bright, | 166 |
| Tr 1 167 Ful wel arayed, both meeste, mene, and leste, | 166 |
| Tr 1 168 Ye, bothe for the seson and the feste. | 168 |
| Tr 1 178 And yet she stood ful lowe and stille allone, | 178 |
| Tr 1 178 And yet she stood ful lowe and stille allone, | 178 |
| Tr 1 180 And neigh the dore, ay undre shames drede, | 180 |
| Tr 1 181 Simple of atir and debonaire of chere, | 180 |
| Tr 1 182 With ful assured lokyng and manere. | 182 |
| Tr 1 184 His yonge knyghtes, lad hem up and down | 184 |
| Tr 1 189 But gan to preise and lakken whom hym leste. | 188 |
| Tr 1 190 And in his walk ful faste he gan to wayten | 190 |
| Tr 1 194 He wolde smyle and holden it folye, | 194 |
| Tr 1 195 And seye hym thus, " God woot, she slepeth softe | 194 |
| Tr 1 198 Ye loveres, and youre lewed observaunces, | 198 |
| Tr 1 199 And which a labour folk han in wynnynge | 198 |
| Tr 1 200 Of love, and in the kepyng which doutaunces; | 200 |
| Tr 1 201 And whan youre prey is lost, woo and penaunces. | 200 |
| Tr 1 201 And whan youre prey is lost, woo and penaunces. | 200 |
| Tr 1 202 O veray fooles, nyce and blynde be ye! | 202 |
| Tr 1 204 And with that word he gan caste up the browe, | 204 |
| Tr 1 207 Right for despit, and shop for to ben wroken. | 206 |
| Tr 1 210 And yet as proud a pekok kan he pulle. | 210 |
| Tr 1 213 Of surquidrie and foul presumpcioun; | 212 |
| Tr 1 214 For kaught is proud, and kaught is debonaire. | 214 |
| Tr 1 216 And litel weneth that he moot descenden; | 216 |
| Tr 1 222 First in the trays, ful fat and newe shorn, | 222 |
| Tr 1 223 Yet am I but an hors, and horses lawe | 222 |
| Tr 1 224 I moot endure, and with my feres drawe " -- | 224 |
| Tr 1 225 So ferde it by this fierse and proude knyght: | 224 |
| Tr 1 227 And wende nothing hadde had swich myght | 226 |
| Tr 1 233 Ye wise, proude, and worthi folkes alle, | 232 |
| Tr 1 236 For evere it was, and evere it shal byfalle, | 236 |
| Tr 1 239 That this be soth, hath preved and doth yit. | 238 |
| Tr 1 243 And strengest folk ben therwith overcome, | 242 |
| Tr 1 244 The worthiest and grettest of degree: | 244 |
| Tr 1 245 This was, and is, and yet men shall it see. | 244 |
| Tr 1 245 This was, and is, and yet men shall it see. | 244 |
| Tr 1 246 And trewelich it sit wel to be so, | 246 |
| Tr 1 248 And they that han ben aldermost in wo, | 248 |
| Tr 1 249 With love han ben comforted moost and esed; | 248 |
| Tr 1 250 And ofte it hath the cruel herte apesed, | 250 |
| Tr 1 251 And worthi folk maad worthier of name, | 250 |
| Tr 1 252 And causeth moost to dreden vice and shame. | 252 |
| Tr 1 252 And causeth moost to dreden vice and shame. | 252 |
| Tr 1 254 And is a thing so vertuous in kynde, | 254 |
| Tr 1 257 The yerde is bet that bowen wole and wynde | 256 |
| Tr 1 258 Than that that brest, and therfore I yow rede | 258 |
| Tr 1 262 And leten other thing collateral, | 262 |
| Tr 1 264 Both of his joie and of his cares colde; | 264 |
| Tr 1 265 And al his werk, as touching this matere, | 264 |
| Tr 1 269 On this lady, and now on that, lokynge, | 268 |
| Tr 1 271 And upon cas bifel that thorugh a route | 270 |
| Tr 1 272 His eye percede, and so depe it wente, | 272 |
| Tr 1 273 Til on Criseyde it smot, and ther it stente. | 272 |
| Tr 1 274 And sodeynly he wax therwith astoned, | 274 |
| Tr 1 275 And gan hir bet biholde in thrifty wise. | 274 |
| Tr 1 277 That art so feyr and goodly to devise? " | 276 |
| Tr 1 278 Therwith his herte gan to sprede and rise, | 278 |
| Tr 1 279 And softe sighed, lest men myghte hym here, | 278 |
| Tr 1 280 And caught ayeyn his firste pleyinge chere. | 280 |
| Tr 1 285 And ek the pure wise of hire mevynge | 284 |
| Tr 1 287 Honour, estat, and wommanly noblesse. | 286 |
| Tr 1 289 Gan for to like hire mevynge and hire chere, | 288 |
| Tr 1 293 And after that hir lokynge gan she lighte, | 292 |
| Tr 1 295 And of hire look in him ther gan to quyken | 294 |
| Tr 1 296 So gret desir and such affeccioun, | 296 |
| Tr 1 298 Of hir his fixe and depe impressioun. | 298 |
| Tr 1 299 And though he erst hadde poured up and down, | 298 |
| Tr 1 299 And though he erst hadde poured up and down, | 298 |
| Tr 1 303 And scorned hem that Loves peynes dryen, | 302 |
| Tr 1 315 And eft on hire, whil that servyse laste. | 314 |
| Tr 1 316 And after this, nat fullich al awhaped, | 316 |
| Tr 1 322 His woo he gan dissimilen and hide. | 322 |
| Tr 1 325 Right with hire look thorugh-shoten and thorugh-darted, | 324 |
| Tr 1 327 And al his chere and speche also he borneth, | 326 |
| Tr 1 327 And al his chere and speche also he borneth, | 326 |
| Tr 1 328 And ay of Loves servantz every while, | 328 |
| Tr 1 330 And seyde, " Lord, so ye lyve al in lest, | 330 |
| Tr 1 332 That serveth most ententiflich and best, | 332 |
| Tr 1 340 As doth youre lay, and that knowe alle ye; | 340 |
| Tr 1 347 And deme it harm in hire oppynyoun; | 346 |
| Tr 1 348 And yet if she, for other enchesoun, | 348 |
| Tr 1 358 And whan that he in chambre was allone, | 358 |
| Tr 1 360 And first he gan to sike, and eft to grone, | 360 |
| Tr 1 360 And first he gan to sike, and eft to grone, | 360 |
| Tr 1 361 And thought ay on hire so, withouten lette, | 360 |
| Tr 1 362 That, as he sat and wook, his spirit mette | 362 |
| Tr 1 363 That he hire saugh a-temple, and al the wise | 362 |
| Tr 1 364 Right of hire look, and gan it newe avise. | 364 |
| Tr 1 367 And that he wel koude in his herte fynde. | 366 |
| Tr 1 369 To love swich oon, and if he dede his cure | 368 |
| Tr 1 375 Al were it wist, but in pris and up-born | 374 |
| Tr 1 380 And thoughte he wolde werken pryvely, | 380 |
| Tr 1 386 And over al this, yet muchel more he thoughte | 386 |
| Tr 1 387 What for to speke, and what to holden inne; | 386 |
| Tr 1 388 And what to arten hire to love he soughte, | 388 |
| Tr 1 389 And on a song anon-right to bygynne, | 388 |
| Tr 1 390 And gan loude on his sorwe for to wynne; | 390 |
| Tr 1 392 Criseyde for to love, and nought repente. | 392 |
| Tr 1 393 And of his song naught only the sentence, | 392 |
| Tr 1 398 As I shal seyn; and whoso list it here, | 398 |
| Tr 1 401 And if love is, what thing and which is he? | 400 |
| Tr 1 401 And if love is, what thing and which is he? | 400 |
| Tr 1 404 When every torment and adversite | 404 |
| Tr 1 407 " And if that at myn owen lust I brenne, | 406 |
| Tr 1 408 From whennes cometh my waillynge and my pleynte? | 408 |
| Tr 1 414 " And if that I consente, I wrongfully | 414 |
| Tr 1 415 Compleyne, iwis. Thus possed to and fro, | 414 |
| Tr 1 421 And to the God of Love thus seyde he | 420 |
| Tr 1 427 But as hire man I wol ay lyve and sterve. | 426 |
| Tr 1 433 Into hire hond, and with ful humble chere | 432 |
| Tr 1 440 And brende hym so in soundry wise ay newe, | 440 |
| Tr 1 443 For lust to hire, gan quiken and encresse, | 442 |
| Tr 1 448 And ay the ner he was, the more he brende. | 448 |
| Tr 1 458 " Good goodly, to whom serve I and laboure | 458 |
| Tr 1 461 My dere herte, allas, myn hele and hewe | 460 |
| Tr 1 462 And lif is lost, but ye wol on me rewe! " | 462 |
| Tr 1 464 Both of th' assege and his savacioun; | 464 |
| Tr 1 468 And he to ben hire man while he may dure. | 468 |
| Tr 1 469 Lo, here his lif, and from the deth his cure! | 468 |
| Tr 1 473 And yet was he, where so men wente or riden, | 472 |
| Tr 1 474 Founde oon the beste, and longest tyme abiden | 474 |
| Tr 1 475 Ther peril was, and dide ek swich travaille | 474 |
| Tr 1 484 And fro this forth tho refte hym love his slep, | 484 |
| Tr 1 485 And made his mete his foo, and ek his sorwe | 484 |
| Tr 1 485 And made his mete his foo, and ek his sorwe | 484 |
| Tr 1 487 It shewed in his hewe both eve and morwe. | 486 |
| Tr 1 491 And seyde he hadde a fevere and ferde amys. | 490 |
| Tr 1 491 And seyde he hadde a fevere and ferde amys. | 490 |
| Tr 1 514 Laughen in scorn, and seyn, `Loo, ther goth he | 514 |
| Tr 1 525 And thow fordon as snow in fire is soone. | 524 |
| Tr 1 533 " But now help, God, and ye, swete, for whom | 532 |
| Tr 1 535 O mercy, dere herte, and help me from | 534 |
| Tr 1 538 And with som frendly lok gladeth me, swete, | 538 |
| Tr 1 540 Thise wordes, and ful many an other to, | 540 |
| Tr 1 541 He spak, and called evere in his compleynte | 540 |
| Tr 1 545 And whan that he bythought on that folie, | 544 |
| Tr 1 549 Com oones in unwar, and herde hym groone, | 548 |
| Tr 1 550 And say his frend in swich destresse and care: | 550 |
| Tr 1 550 And say his frend in swich destresse and care: | 550 |
| Tr 1 555 And art now falle in som devocioun, | 554 |
| Tr 1 556 And wailest for thi synne and thin offence, | 556 |
| Tr 1 556 And wailest for thi synne and thin offence, | 556 |
| Tr 1 557 And hast for ferde caught attricioun? | 556 |
| Tr 1 560 And bringe oure lusty folk to holynesse! " | 560 |
| Tr 1 563 And with angre don his wo to falle, | 562 |
| Tr 1 564 As for the tyme, and his corage awaken. | 564 |
| Tr 1 573 Wol the disese, and I mot nedes deye; | 572 |
| Tr 1 576 It is naught so, and therfore scorne nought. | 576 |
| Tr 1 579 Which cause is of my deth, for sorowe and thought; | 578 |
| Tr 1 582 This Pandare, that neigh malt for wo and routhe, | 582 |
| Tr 1 585 Hath ben, or is, bitwixen the and me, | 584 |
| Tr 1 593 I have, and shal, for trewe or fals report, | 592 |
| Tr 1 594 In wrong and right iloved the al my lyve: | 594 |
| Tr 1 597 And seide hym thus: " God leve it be my beste | 596 |
| Tr 1 600 And wel woot I thow mayst do me no reste; | 600 |
| Tr 1 609 To me than kyng of Grece ben and Troye. | 608 |
| Tr 1 612 And for the love of God, my colde care, | 612 |
| Tr 1 616 And lat me sterve, unknowe, of my destresse. " | 616 |
| Tr 1 617 " How hastow thus unkyndely and longe | 616 |
| Tr 1 633 And there thow woost that I have aught myswent, | 632 |
| Tr 1 644 As men may se, and so the wyse it demeth. | 644 |
| Tr 1 647 Grevances, oughte konne, and wel the more, | 646 |
| Tr 1 661 Remedye and reed, by herbes he knew fyne, | 660 |
| Tr 1 667 I love oon best, and that me smerteth sore; | 666 |
| Tr 1 668 And yet, peraunter, kan I reden the | 668 |
| Tr 1 669 And nat myself; repreve me na more. | 668 |
| Tr 1 673 " And of o thing right siker maistow be, | 672 |
| Tr 1 679 Be what she be, and love hire as the liste! | 678 |
| Tr 1 681 And tel me plat what is th' enchesoun | 680 |
| Tr 1 682 And final cause of wo that ye endure; | 682 |
| Tr 1 687 " And witteth wel that bothe two ben vices: | 686 |
| Tr 1 691 Of trouth; and forthi wolde I fayn remeve | 690 |
| Tr 1 692 Thi wrong conseyte, and do the som wyght triste | 692 |
| Tr 1 693 Thi wo to telle; and tel me, if the liste. | 692 |
| Tr 1 695 For, and he falle, he hath non helpe to ryse'; | 694 |
| Tr 1 696 And sith thow hast a felawe, tel thi mone; | 696 |
| Tr 1 699 To walwe and wepe as Nyobe the queene, | 698 |
| Tr 1 701 " Lat be thy wepyng and thi drerynesse, | 700 |
| Tr 1 702 And lat us lissen wo with oother speche; | 702 |
| Tr 1 707 And listen naught to seche hem other cure. | 706 |
| Tr 1 711 For bothe thow and I of love we pleyne. | 710 |
| Tr 1 719 And sith thow woost I do it for no wyle, | 718 |
| Tr 1 720 And sith I am he that thow trustest moost, | 720 |
| Tr 1 724 And after this with sikynge he abreyde, | 724 |
| Tr 1 725 And to Pandarus vois he lente his ere, | 724 |
| Tr 1 726 And up his eighen caste he, that in feere | 726 |
| Tr 1 729 And cryde " Awake! " ful wonderlich and sharpe; | 728 |
| Tr 1 729 And cryde " Awake! " ful wonderlich and sharpe; | 728 |
| Tr 1 736 And with that, Pandare of his wordes stente; | 736 |
| Tr 1 737 And Troilus yet hym nothyng answerde, | 736 |
| Tr 1 743 And namelich in his counseil tellynge | 742 |
| Tr 1 752 And seyde, " Frend, though that I stylle lye, | 752 |
| Tr 1 753 I am nat deef. Now pees, and crye namore, | 752 |
| Tr 1 754 For I have herd thi wordes and thi lore; | 754 |
| Tr 1 769 And hire bysoughte on the to han som routhe? " | 768 |
| Tr 1 770 " Why, nay, " quod he, " by God and by my trouthe! " | 770 |
| Tr 1 774 " And whi? For that thow scholdest nevere spede. " | 774 |
| Tr 1 793 And for thyn ire and folissh wilfulnesse, | 792 |
| Tr 1 793 And for thyn ire and folissh wilfulnesse, | 792 |
| Tr 1 800 If thow thus deye, and she not why it is, | 800 |
| Tr 1 804 Thus wol she seyn, and al the town attones, | 804 |
| Tr 1 806 " Thow mayst allone here wepe and crye and knele -- | 806 |
| Tr 1 806 " Thow mayst allone here wepe and crye and knele -- | 806 |
| Tr 1 808 And she wol quyte it that thow shalt nat fele; | 808 |
| Tr 1 809 Unknowe, unkist, and lost that is unsought. | 808 |
| Tr 1 816 Nay, nay, but evere in oon be fressh and grene | 816 |
| Tr 1 817 To serve and love his deere hertes queene, | 816 |
| Tr 1 818 And thynk it is a guerdon hire to serve, | 818 |
| Tr 1 821 And thoughte anon what folie he was inne, | 820 |
| Tr 1 822 And how that soth hym seyde Pandarus, | 822 |
| Tr 1 824 But bothe don unmanhod and a synne, | 824 |
| Tr 1 825 And of his deth his lady naught to wite; | 824 |
| Tr 1 827 And with that thought he gan ful sore syke, | 826 |
| Tr 1 828 And seyde, " Allas! What is me best to do? " | 828 |
| Tr 1 831 And have my trouthe, but thow it fynde so | 830 |
| Tr 1 833 To pieces do me drawe and sithen honge! " | 832 |
| Tr 1 840 For as hire list she pleyeth with free and bonde. " | 840 |
| Tr 1 845 And yet thow hast this comfort, lo, parde, | 844 |
| Tr 1 855 " And therfore wostow what I the biseche? | 854 |
| Tr 1 856 Lat be thy wo and tornyng to the grounde; | 856 |
| Tr 1 862 " Look up, I seye, and telle me what she is | 862 |
| Tr 1 867 For he was hit, and wax al reed for shame. | 866 |
| Tr 1 869 And with that word he gan hym for to shake, | 868 |
| Tr 1 870 And seyde, " Thef, thow shalt hyre name telle. " | 870 |
| Tr 1 873 And seyde, " Allas, of al my wo the welle, | 872 |
| Tr 1 875 And wel neigh with the word for feere he deide. | 874 |
| Tr 1 876 And whan that Pandare herde hire name nevene, | 876 |
| Tr 1 877 Lord, he was glad, and seyde, " Frend so deere, | 876 |
| Tr 1 880 For of good name and wisdom and manere | 880 |
| Tr 1 880 For of good name and wisdom and manere | 880 |
| Tr 1 881 She hath ynough, and ek of gentilesse. | 880 |
| Tr 1 887 What for to don; and al this bet to eche, | 886 |
| Tr 1 890 " And forthi loke of good comfort thow be; | 890 |
| Tr 1 892 Of noble corage and wel ordeyne, | 892 |
| Tr 1 895 To love wel, and in a worthy place; | 894 |
| Tr 1 897 " And also thynk, and therwith glade the, | 896 |
| Tr 1 897 " And also thynk, and therwith glade the, | 896 |
| Tr 1 901 And forthi se that thow, in special, | 900 |
| Tr 1 908 And wostow why? For thow were wont to chace | 908 |
| Tr 1 909 At Love in scorn, and for despit him calle | 908 |
| Tr 1 912 And seyd that Loves servantz everichone | 912 |
| Tr 1 914 And some wolde mucche hire mete allone, | 914 |
| Tr 1 915 Liggyng abedde, and make hem for to grone; | 914 |
| Tr 1 916 And som, thow seydest, hadde a blaunche fevere, | 916 |
| Tr 1 917 And preydest God he sholde nevere kevere. | 916 |
| Tr 1 918 " And som of hem took on hym, for the cold, | 918 |
| Tr 1 920 And som han feyned ofte tyme, and told | 920 |
| Tr 1 920 And som han feyned ofte tyme, and told | 920 |
| Tr 1 922 And thus they wolde han brought hemself alofte, | 922 |
| Tr 1 923 And natheles were under at the laste. | 922 |
| Tr 1 924 Thus seydestow, and japedest ful faste. | 924 |
| Tr 1 927 And thoughten that it was a siker art, | 926 |
| Tr 1 932 " Now bet thi brest, and sey to God of Love, | 932 |
| Tr 1 937 And preye to the my japes thow foryive, | 936 |
| Tr 1 938 And I shal nevere more whyle I live. " | 938 |
| Tr 1 939 " Thow seist wel, " quod Pandare, " and now I hope | 938 |
| Tr 1 941 And sithen thow hast wopen many a drope, | 940 |
| Tr 1 942 And seyd swych thyng wherwith thi god is plesed, | 942 |
| Tr 1 944 And thynk wel, she of whom rist al thi wo | 944 |
| Tr 1 948 Next the foule netle, rough and thikke, | 948 |
| Tr 1 949 The rose waxeth swoote and smothe and softe; | 948 |
| Tr 1 949 The rose waxeth swoote and smothe and softe; | 948 |
| Tr 1 950 And next the valeye is the hil o-lofte; | 950 |
| Tr 1 951 And next the derke nyght the glade morwe; | 950 |
| Tr 1 952 And also joie is next the fyn of sorwe. | 952 |
| Tr 1 954 And for the beste ay suffre to the tyde, | 954 |
| Tr 1 957 Be diligent and trewe, and ay wel hide; | 956 |
| Tr 1 957 Be diligent and trewe, and ay wel hide; | 956 |
| Tr 1 959 And al is wel, if thow werke in this wyse. | 958 |
| Tr 1 965 And on the morwe pulle it up as blyve! | 964 |
| Tr 1 967 " And sith that God of Love hath the bistowed | 966 |
| Tr 1 970 And of thiself, for any hevynesse, | 970 |
| Tr 1 974 " And wostow why I am the lasse afered | 974 |
| Tr 1 981 " And for to speke of hire in specyal, | 980 |
| Tr 1 982 Hire beaute to bithynken and hire youthe, | 982 |
| Tr 1 984 As yet, though that hire liste bothe and kowthe; | 984 |
| Tr 1 986 A worthi knyght to loven and cherice, | 986 |
| Tr 1 987 And but she do, I holde it for a vice. | 986 |
| Tr 1 988 " Wherfore I am, and wol ben, ay redy | 988 |
| Tr 1 992 And konne it counseil kepe in swych a wyse | 992 |
| Tr 1 994 And so we may ben gladed alle thre. | 994 |
| Tr 1 995 " And, by my trouthe, I have right now of the | 994 |
| Tr 1 997 And what it is, I wol now that thow se. | 996 |
| Tr 1 1001 Of al his lay, and moost his foos to greve. | 1000 |
| Tr 1 1004 And ben converted from hire wikked werkes | 1004 |
| Tr 1 1007 And strengest feythed ben, I undirstonde, | 1006 |
| Tr 1 1008 And konne an errowr alderbest withstonde. " | 1008 |
| Tr 1 1012 But hotter weex his love, and thus he seyde, | 1012 |
| Tr 1 1017 Til this be doon? And good, ek telle me this: | 1016 |
| Tr 1 1018 How wiltow seyn of me and my destresse, | 1018 |
| Tr 1 1021 Al this drede I, and ek for the manere | 1020 |
| Tr 1 1028 So lat m' alone, and it shal be thi beste. " | 1028 |
| Tr 1 1037 Tho lough this Pandare, and anon answerde, | 1036 |
| Tr 1 1038 " And I thi borugh? Fy! No wight doth but so. | 1038 |
| Tr 1 1039 I roughte naught though that she stood and herde | 1038 |
| Tr 1 1042 Yef me this labour and this bisynesse, | 1042 |
| Tr 1 1043 And of my spede be thyn al that swetnesse. " | 1042 |
| Tr 1 1045 And Pandare in his armes hente faste, | 1044 |
| Tr 1 1046 And seyde, " Now, fy on the Grekes alle! | 1046 |
| Tr 1 1048 And dredelees, if that my lyf may laste, | 1048 |
| Tr 1 1049 And God toforn, lo, som of hem shal smerte; | 1048 |
| Tr 1 1050 And yet m' athenketh that this avant m' asterte! | 1050 |
| Tr 1 1055 " God yelde the, frend, and this in special, " | 1054 |
| Tr 1 1060 " Farwell, and thenk I wol thi thank deserve! | 1060 |
| Tr 1 1061 Have here my trowthe, and that thow shalt wel here. " | 1060 |
| Tr 1 1062 And went his wey, thenkyng on this matere, | 1062 |
| Tr 1 1063 And how he best myghte hire biseche of grace, | 1062 |
| Tr 1 1064 And fynde a tyme therto, and a place. | 1064 |
| Tr 1 1064 And fynde a tyme therto, and a place. | 1064 |
| Tr 1 1068 And sende his hertes line out fro withinne | 1068 |
| Tr 1 1071 And caste his werk ful wisely or he wroughte. | 1070 |
| Tr 1 1074 And in the feld he pleyde tho leoun; | 1074 |
| Tr 1 1076 And in the town his manere tho forth ay | 1076 |
| Tr 1 1077 So goodly was, and gat hym so in grace, | 1076 |
| Tr 1 1080 The gentilest, and ek the mooste fre, | 1080 |
| Tr 1 1081 The thriftiest, and oon the beste knyght | 1080 |
| Tr 1 1083 Dede were his japes and his cruelte, | 1082 |
| Tr 1 1084 His heighe port and his manere estraunge, | 1084 |
| Tr 1 1085 And ecch of tho gan for a vertu chaunge. | 1084 |
| Tr 1 1088 And is somdeel of akyngge of his wownde | 1088 |
| Tr 1 1090 And, as an esy pacyent, the loore | 1090 |
| Tr 1 1092 And thus he dryeth forth his aventure. | 1092 |