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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395610" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Merciles Beaute</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1. CAPTIVITY </div><div style="margin:10px 0">YOUR eyen two wol slee me sodenly, <br>I may the beaute of hem not sustene, <br>So woundeth hit through-out my herte kene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And but your word wol helen hastily <br>My hertes wounde, whyl that hit is grene, <br> Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly, <br> I may the beaute of hem not sustene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon my trouthe I sey yow feithfully, <br>That ye ben of my lyf and deeth the quene; <br>For with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene. <br> Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly, <br> I may the beaute of hem not sustene, <br> So woundeth hit through-out my herte kene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">2. REJECTION </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So hath your beaute fro your herte chaced <br>Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne; <br>For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Giltles my deeth thus han ye me purchaced; <br>I sey yow sooth, me nedeth not to feyne; <br> So hath your beaute fro your herte chaced <br> Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Allas! that nature hath in yow compassed <br>So greet beaute, that no man may atteyne <br>To mercy, though he sterve for the peyne. <br> So hath your beaute fro your herte chaced <br> Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne; <br> For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">3. ESCAPE </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sin I fro Love escaped am so fat, <br>I never thenk to ben in his prison lene; <br>Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He may answere, and seye this or that; <br>I do no fors, I speke right as I mene. <br> Sin I fro Love escaped am so fat, <br> I never thenk to ben in his prison lene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love hath my name y-strike out of his sclat, <br>And he is strike out of my bokes clene <br>For ever-mo; ther is non other mene. <br> Sin I fro Love escaped am so fat, <br> I never thenk to ben in his prison lene; <br> Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Geoffrey+Chaucer">Geoffrey Chaucer</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395610" data-title="Merciles Beaute de Geoffrey Chaucer" data-description="1. CAPTIVITY YOUR eyen 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 hertes wounde, whyl that hit is grene, Your eyen two w..."></div> </div> </div>
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