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From The Clerk's Tale, lines 540-574:
Griselda gives her child a goodbyekiss and the sergeant leaves with the child
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From The Canterbury Tales:
The Clerk's Tale
lines 575-595: Walter orders the sergeant to bring the child secretly to Bologna

575        This sergeant cam unto his lord ageyn,
And of Grisildis wordes and hire cheere
He tolde hym point for point, in short and pleyn,
And hym presenteth with his doghter deere.
Somwhat this lord hath routhe in his manere,
580But nathelees his purpos heeld he stille,
As lordes doon whan they wol han hir wille;
575       This sergeant went unto his lord again
And of Griselda's words and of her cheer
He told him point by point, all short and plain,
And so presented him his daughter dear.
A little pity felt the marquis here;
580Nevertheless, he held his purpose still,
As great lords do when they will have their will;

       And bad his sergeant, that he pryvely
Sholde this child ful softe wynde and wrappe,
With alle circumstances tendrely,
585And carie it in a cofre or in a lappe,
But, upon peyne his heed of for to swappe
That no man sholde knowe of his entente,
Ne whenne he cam, ne whider that he wente.
       And bade the sergeant that he privily
Should softly swaddle the young child and wrap
With all the necessaries, tenderly,
585And in a coffer or some garment lap;
But upon pain his head should meet mishap
No man should know the least of his intent,
Nor whence he came, nor whither that he went;

       But at Boloigne to his suster deere,
590That thilke tyme of Panik was countesse,
He sholde it take, and shewe hir this mateere,
Bisekynge hir to doon hir bisynesse
This child to fostre in alle gentillesse,
And whos child that it was, he bad hire hyde
595From every wight, for oght that may bityde.
       But to Bologna, to his sister dear
590Who then was of Panago the countess,
He should take it, and tell of matters here,
Asking of her she do her busyness
This child to foster in all nobleness;
And whose the child was, that he bade her hide
595From everyone, for aught that might betide.

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From The Clerk's Tale, lines 596-609:
Despite the loss of her child, Griselda's mood and splendour have not changed