| 995 |
And with that word she saugh wher Damyan |
| Sat in the bussh, and coughen she bigan, |
| And with hir fynger signes made she |
| That Damyan sholde clymbe upon a tree, |
| That charged was with fruyt, and up he wente. |
| 1000 | For verraily he knew al hire entente, |
| And every signe that she koude make, |
| Wel bet than Januarie, hir owene make; |
| For in a lettre she hadde toold hym al |
| Of this matere, how he werchen shal. |
| 1005 | And thus I lete hym sitte upon the pyrie, |
| And Januarie and may romynge ful myrie. |
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| 995 | And with that word she saw where Damian |
| Sat under bush; to cough then she began, |
| And with her slender finger signs made she |
| That Damian should climb into a tree |
| That burdened was with fruit, and up he went; |
| 1000 | For verily he knew her full intent, |
| And understood each sign that she could make, |
| Better than January, her old rake. |
| For in a letter she had told him all |
| Of how he should proceed when time should fall. |
| 1005 | And thus I leave him in the pear-tree still |
| While May and January roam at will. |
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