#chaucer !

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What, pardieux ! I am naught religious. And though that I myn herte sette at reste Upon this knyght, that is the worthieste, And kepe alwey myn honour and my name, By alle right, it may do me no shame.

Geoffrey Chaucer, Troilus and Criseyde (Norton Critical Editions)

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And sith that God of Love hath the bistowed In place digne unto thi worthinesse Stond faste, for to good port hastow rowed; And of thiself, for any hevynesse, Hope alwey wel; for, but if drerinese Or over-haste oure bothe labour shende, I hope of this to maken a good ende.

Geoffrey Chaucer, Troilus and Criseyde (Norton Critical Editions)

You can see well then that Love has put you in a place worthy of your virtue; therefore stand firm in your high proposal, and hope well for your salvation, which I believe will follow soon, if you do not forfeit it with our lamenting. You are worthy of her and she of you...

Giovanni Boccaccio, Il Filostrato (Norton Critical Editions)

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Ne nevere saugh a more bountevous Of hire estat, n'a gladder, ne of speche A frendlyer n'a more gracious For to do wel, ne lasse hadde nede to serche What for to don; and al this bet to ech, In honour, to as fer as she may strecche, A kynges herte semeth by hyrs a wrecche.

Geoffrey Chaucer, Troilus and Criseyde (Norton Critical Editions) 

No lady was ever more worthy, none was ever more joyous and more eloquent, none more agreeable or more gracious, none among any of them ever had a greater soul; nor is there anything so noble that she would not undertake it as ably as any king would and that her heart would not allow her to carry to its conclusion, if only she had the power to.

Giovanni Boccaccio, Il Filostrato (Norton Critical Editions)