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From The Man of Law's Tale, lines 1030-1078:
King Alla and Constance are happily united
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From The Canterbury Tales:
The Man of Law's Tale
lines 1079-1120: Constance meets her father the emperor of Rome

Tho preyde she hir housbonde mekely,
1080In relief of hir longe pitous pyne,
That he wolde preye hir fader specially
That, of his magestee, he wolde enclyne
To vouche sauf som day with hym to dyne.
She preyde hym eek, he wolde by no weye
1085Unto hir fader no word of hir seye.
Then prayed she of her husband, all meekly,
1080As for her pain a splendid anodyne,
That he would pray her father, specially,
That, of his majesty, he would incline
And that, some day, would come with him to dine;
She prayed him, also, he should in no way
1085Unto her father one word of her say.

       Som men wolde seyn, how that the child Maurice
Dooth this message unto this emperour,
But, as I gesse, Alla was nat so nyce
To hym that was of so sovereyn honour,
1090As he that is of Cristen folk the flour,
Sente any child, but it is bet to deeme
He wente hymself, and so it may wel seeme.
       Some men would say, it was the child Maurice
Did bear this message to the emperor;
But, as I guess, King Alla was too nice
In etiquette to one of such honour
1090As he that was of Christendom the flower,
To send a child; and it is best to deem
He went himself, and so it well may seem.

       This emperour hath graunted gentilly
To come to dyner, as he hym bisoughte,
1095And wel rede I he looked bisily
Upon this child, and on his doghter thoghte.
Alla goth to his in, and as him oghte
Arrayed for this feste in every wise
As ferforth as his konnyng may suffise.
       This emperor has granted, graciously,
To come to dinner, as he's been besought,
1095And, well I think, he pondered busily
Upon the child, and on his daughter thought.
Alla went to his inn, and, as he ought,
Made ready for the feast in every wise
As far as his experience could devise.

1100        The morwe cam, and Alla gan hym dresse
And eek his wyf, this emperour to meete,
And forth they ryde in joye and in galdnesse,
And whan she saugh hir fader in the strete,
She lighte doun and falleth hym to feete.
1105"Fader," quod she, "youre yonge child Custance
Is now ful clene out of youre remembrance.
1100       The morrow came, and Alla rose to dress,
And, too, his wife, the emperor to meet;
And forth they rode in joy and happiness.
And when she saw her father in the street,
She lighted down, and falling at his feet,
1105"Father," said she, "your young child, your Constance,
Is now gone clean out of your remembrance.

I am youre doghter Custance," quod she,
"That whilom ye han sent unto Surrye.
It am I, fader, that in the salte see
1110Was put allone, and dampned for to dye.
Now goode fader, mercy I yow crye,
Sende me namoore unto noon hethenesse,
But thonketh my lord heere of his kyndenesse."
I am your daughter Constance," then said she,
"That once you sent to Syria. 'Tis I.
It is I, father, who, on the salt sea,
1110Was sent, alone to drift and doomed to die.
But now, good father, mercy must I cry:
Send me no more to heathendom, godless,
But thank my lord, here, for his kindliness."

       Who kan the pitous joye tellen al
1115Bitwixe hem thre, syn they been thus ymette?
But of my tale make an ende I shal,
The day goth faste, I wol no lenger lette.
This glade folk to dyner they hem sette,
In joye and blisse at mete I lete hem dwelle,
1120A thousand foold wel moore than I kan telle.
       But all the tender joy, who'll tell it all
1115That was between the three who thus are met?
But of my tale, now, make an end I shall;
The day goes fast, I will no longer fret.
These happy folk at dinner are all set,
And there, in joy and bliss, I let them dwell;
1120Happier a thousand fold than I can tell.

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From The Man of Law's Tale, lines 1121-1127:
Constance's son Maurice is the future emperor of Rome