The chaumbre-dore, un-dide it him anoon;
And Pandare, that ful tendreliche wepte,
In-to the derke chaumbre, as stille as stoon,
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Toward the bed gan softely to goon,
[So confus], that he niste what to seye;
For verray wo his wit was neigh aweye.
52. And with his chere and loking al to-torn,
For sorwe of this, and with his armes folden,
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