TROILUS AND CRISEYDE


by Geoffrey Chaucer






Contents

BOOK I. Incipit Liber Primus

BOOK II. Incipit Prohemium Secundi Libri.

BOOK III. Incipit prohemium tercii libri.

BOOK IV. Incipit Prohemium Liber Quartus.

BOOK V. Incipit Liber Quintus.






BOOK I. Incipit Liber Primus

                 The double sorwe of Troilus to tellen,  1               That was the king Priamus sone of Troye,               In lovinge, how his aventures fellen               Fro wo to wele, and after out of Ioye,               My purpos is, er that I parte fro ye.  5               Thesiphone, thou help me for tendyte               Thise woful vers, that wepen as I wryte!               To thee clepe I, thou goddesse of torment,               Thou cruel Furie, sorwing ever in peyne;               Help me, that am the sorwful instrument  10               That helpeth lovers, as I can, to pleyne!               For wel sit it, the sothe for to seyne,               A woful wight to han a drery fere,               And, to a sorwful tale, a sory chere.               For I, that god of Loves servaunts serve,  15               Ne dar to Love, for myn unlyklinesse,               Preyen for speed, al sholde I therfor sterve,               So fer am I fro his help in derknesse;               But nathelees, if this may doon gladnesse               To any lover, and his cause avayle,  20               Have he my thank, and myn be this travayle!               But ye loveres, that bathen in gladnesse,               If any drope of pitee in yow be,               Remembreth yow on passed hevinesse               That ye han felt, and on the adversitee  25               Of othere folk, and thenketh how that ye               Han felt that Love dorste yow displese;               Or ye han wonne hym with to greet an ese.               And preyeth for hem that ben in the cas               Of Troilus, as ye may after here,  30               That love hem bringe in hevene to solas,               And eek for me preyeth to god so dere,               That I have might to shewe, in som manere,               Swich peyne and wo as Loves folk endure,               In Troilus unsely aventure.  35               And biddeth eek for hem that been despeyred               In love, that never nil recovered be,               And eek for hem that falsly been apeyred               Thorugh wikked tonges, be it he or she;               Thus biddeth god, for his benignitee,  40               So graunte hem sone out of this world to pace,               That been despeyred out of Loves grace.               And biddeth eek for hem that been at ese,               That god hem graunte ay good perseveraunce,               And sende hem might hir ladies so to plese,  45               That it to Love be worship and plesaunce.               For so hope I my soule best avaunce,               To preye for hem that Loves servaunts be,               And wryte hir wo, and live in charitee.               And for to have of hem compassioun  50               As though I were hir owene brother dere.                                   
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