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Thus al is wel; but tho bigan aright | |
The newe joye, and al the feste agayn; | |
But Pandarus, if goodly hadde he might, | |
655 | He wolde han hyed hir to bedde fayn, |
And seyde, `Lord, this is an huge rayn! | |
This were a weder for to slepen inne; | |
And that I rede us sone to biginne. |
`And nece, woot ye wher I wol yow leye, | |
660 | For that we shul not liggen fer asonder, |
And for ye neither shullen, dar I seye, | |
Heren noise of reynes nor of thonder? | |
By God, right in my lyte closet yonder. | |
And I wol in that outer hous allone | |
665 | Be wardeyn of your wommen everichon. |
`And in this middel chaumbre that ye see | |
Shal youre wommen slepen wel and softe; | |
And ther I seyde shal yourselve be; | |
And if ye liggen wel to-night, com ofte, | |
670 | And careth not what weder is on lofte. |
The wyn anon, and whan so that yow leste, | |
So go we slepe, I trowe it be the beste.' |
Ther nis no more, but hereafter sone, | |
The voyde dronke, and travers drawe anon, | |
675 | Gan every wight, that hadde nought to done |
More in the place, out of the chaumber gon. | |
And ever mo so sternelich it ron, | |
And blew therwith so wonderliche loude, | |
That wel neigh no man heren other koude. |
680 | Tho Pandarus, hir eem, right as him oughte, |
With women swiche as were hir most aboute, | |
Ful glad un-to hir beddes syde hir broughte, | |
And toke his leve, and gan ful lowe loute, | |
And seyde, `Here at this closet-dore with-oute, | |
685 | Right overthwart, your wommen liggen alle, |
That, whom yow list of hem, ye may here calle.' |
So whan that she was in the closet leyd, | |
And alle hir wommen forth by ordinaunce | |
Abedde weren, ther as I have seyd, | |
690 | There was no more to skippen nor to traunce, |
But boden go to bedde, with mischaunce, | |
If any wight was steringe any-where, | |
And late hem slepe that abedde were. |
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