. Aucassin and Nicolette;. AUCASSIN AND NICOLETE 13. Now is sung: Nicolete of face so clear,On a pillar leaning her,Heard her Aucassin to weepAnd bewail his lady her thought she gan to speak Aucassins, noble and free,Honoured lord of high degree,What avails it thus to weep,Thus to wail and drop the tear,When youll neer have joy of me ?For your father hateth me,And your kinsfolk hate no less ; 48 Took her gown in one hand before and theother hand behind, and tucked up her skirt becauseof the dew which she saw was heavy on the grass,and escaped down the

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