Troilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer
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`Now lat me allone, and werken as I may,' Quod he; and to Deiphebus wente he tho Which hadde his lord and grete freend ben ay; Save Troilus, no man he lovede so. To telle in short, with-outen wordes mo, 1405 Quod Pandarus, `I pray yow that ye be Freend to a cause which that toucheth me.' `Yis, pardee,' quod Deiphebus, `wel thow wost, In al that ever I may, and god to-fore, Al nere it but for man I love most, 1410 My brother Troilus; but sey wherfore It is; for sith that day that I was bore, I nas, ne never-mo to been I thinke, Ayeins a thing that mighte thee for-thinke.' Pandare gan him thonke, and to him seyde, 1415 `Lo, sire, I have a lady in this toun, That is my nece, and called is Criseyde, Which some men wolden doon oppressioun, And wrongfully have hir possessioun: Wherfor I of your lordship yow biseche 1420 To been our freend, with-oute more speche.' Deiphebus him answerde, `O, is not this, That thow spekest of to me thus straungely, Criseyda, my freend?' He seyde, `Yis.' `Than nedeth,' quod Deiphebus, `hardely, 1425 Na-more to speke, for trusteth wel, that I |
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