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From The Canterbury Tales:
The Clerk's Tale
lines 288-315: Walter stops at Janicula's house and asks him for the hand of Griselda


       And as she wolde over hir thresshfold gon
The markys cam and gan hire for to calle,
290And she set doun hir water pot anon
Biside the thresshfold in an oxes stalle,
And doun up-on hir knes she gan to falle,
And with sad contenance kneleth stille,
Til she had herd what was the lordes wille.
       And as across her threshold she'd have gone,
The marquis came, and for her did he call;
290And she set down her water jar anon
Beside the threshold, in an ox's stall,
And down upon her two knees did she fall
And, kneeling, with grave countenance, was still
Till she had heard what was the lordship's will.

295        This thoghtful markys spak unto this mayde
Ful sobrely, and seyde in this manere,
"Where is youre fader, O Grisildis?" he sayde,
And she with reverence in humble cheere
Answerde, "Lord, he is al redy heere."
300And in she gooth, withouten lenger lette,
And to the markys she hir fader fette.
295        This thoughtful marquis spoke unto this maid
Full soberly, and said in this manner:
"Griselda, where's your father?" so he said.
And she, with reverence and with humble cheer,
Answered: "My lord, he is but inside here."
300And in she went without more tarrying
And to the marquis did her father bring.

       He by the hand thanne took this olde man,
And seyde thus, whan he hym hadde asyde,
"Janicula, I neither may ne kan
305Lenger the plesance of myn herte hyde;
If that thou vouch sauf, what so bityde,
Thy doghter wol I take, er that I wende,
As for my wyf unto hir lyves ende.
       He by the hand then took this ancient man
And said, when he had led him well aside:
"Janicula, I neither will nor can
305Conceal my love, nor my heart's longing hide.
If you but acquiesce, whate'er betide,
Your daughter will I take, before I wend,
To be my wife until her life's dear end.

       Thou lovest me, I woot it wel certeyn,
310And art my feithful lige man ybore,
And all that liketh me, I dar wel seyn,
It liketh thee; and specially therfore
Tel me that poynt that I have seyd bifore,
If that thou wolt unto that purpos drawe,
315To take me as for thy sone-in-lawe."
       You love me, and I know it well today,
310And are my faithful liege, and were of yore;
And all that pleases me, I dare well say,
Pleases you too; especially therefore
Assure me on the point I made before-
Can we together in this compact draw,
315And will you take me as your son-in-law?"





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