TESTO DEL LIED

"So hath your beauty"
di Geoffrey Chaucer (c1343-1400)

So hath your beauty from your hertë chased
Pity, that me ne availeth not to plain:
For Daunger halt your mercy n his chain.
Guiltless my death thus have ye me purchased;
I say you sooth, me needeth not to feign:
So hath your beauty from your hertë chased
Pity, that me ne availeth not to plain.
Alas! That nature hath in you compassed
So great beauty, that no man may attain
To mercy, though he stervë for the pain!
So hath your beauty from your hertë chased
Pity, that me ne availeth not to plain:
For Daunger halt your mercy n his chain.