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Yow loveres axe I now this questioun, |
490 | Who hath the worse, Arcite or Palamoun? |
| That oon may seen his lady day by day, |
| But in prison he moot dwelle alway; |
| That oother wher hym list may ride or go, |
| But seen his lady shal he nevere mo. |
495 | Now demeth as yow liste ye that kan, |
| For I wol telle forth, as I bigan. |
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| You lovers, now I ask you this question: |
490 | Who has the worse, Arcita or Palamon? |
| The one may see his lady day by day, |
| But yet in prison must he dwell for aye. |
| The other, where he wishes, he may go, |
| But never see his lady more, ah no. |
495 | Now answer as you wish, all you that can. |
| For I will speak right on as I began. |
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