Fairest and dearest, your wrath and anger are more heavy than I can bear; but learn that I cannot tell what you wish me to say without sinning against my honour too grievously.

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The fool shouts loudly, thinking to impress the world.

The fool shouts loudly, thinking to impress the world.

Now will I rehearse before you a very ancient Breton Lay. As the tale was...

Now will I rehearse before you a very ancient Breton Lay. As the tale was...

I love no woman, for love is a serious business, not a jest.

I love no woman, for love is a serious business, not a jest.

He who would tell divers tales must know how to vary the tune.

He who would tell divers tales must know how to vary the tune.

Whosoever counts these Lays as fable, may be assured that I am not of his...

Whosoever counts these Lays as fable, may be assured that I am not of his...

There are divers men who make a great show of loyalty, and pretend to such...

There are divers men who make a great show of loyalty, and pretend to such...

For above all things Love means sweetness, and truth, and measure; yea, loyalty to the...

For above all things Love means sweetness, and truth, and measure; yea, loyalty to the...

Be sure that you speak with unfeigned lips.

Be sure that you speak with unfeigned lips.

If one of two lovers is loyal, and the other jealous and false, how may...

If one of two lovers is loyal, and the other jealous and false, how may...

But sweetly and discreetly love passes from person to person, from heart to heart, or...

But sweetly and discreetly love passes from person to person, from heart to heart, or...

Out of five hundred who speak glibly of love, not one can spell the first...

Out of five hundred who speak glibly of love, not one can spell the first...

The dead and past stories that I have told again in divers fashions, are not...

The dead and past stories that I have told again in divers fashions, are not...

For what the lover would, that would the beloved; what she would ask of him...

For what the lover would, that would the beloved; what she would ask of him...

Great were the lamentation and the cry when the news of this mischance was noised...

Great were the lamentation and the cry when the news of this mischance was noised...