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"Madame, seyeth to your lord Arveragus, |
| That sith I se his grete gentillesse |
820 | To yow, and eek I se wel youre distresse, |
| That him were levere han shame - and that were routhe - |
| Than ye to me sholde breke thus youre trouthe, |
| I have wel levere evere to suffre wo |
| Than I departe the love bitwix yow two. |
825 | I yow relesse, madame, into youre hond |
| Quyt every surement and every bond, |
| That ye han maad to me as heer biforn, |
| Sith thilke tyme which that ye were born. |
| My trouthe I plighte, I shal yow never repreve |
830 | Of no biheste, and heere I take my leve, |
| As of the treweste and the beste wyf |
| That evere yet I knew in al my lyf." |
| But every wyf be war of hir biheeste, |
| On Dorigen remembreth atte leeste! |
835 | Thus kan a squier doon a gentil dede |
| As wel as kan a knyght, with outen drede. |
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"Madam, say to your lord Arviragus |
| That since I see his noble gentleness |
820 | To you, and since I see well your distress, |
| That he'd have rather shame - and that were ruth - |
| Than you to me should break your word of truth, |
| I would myself far rather suffer woe |
| Than break apart the love between you two. |
825 | So I release, madam, into your hand, |
| And do return, discharged, each surety and |
| Each bond that you have given and have sworn, |
| Even from the very time that you were born. |
| My word I pledge, I'll never seek to retrieve |
830 | A single promise, and I take my leave |
| As of the truest and of the best wife |
| That ever yet I've known in all my life. |
| Let every wife of promises take care, |
| Remember Dorigen, and so beware! |
835 | Thus can a squire perform a gentle deed |
| As well as can a knight, of that take heed." |
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