"But prively she caughte forth a knyf, And therwithal she rafte herself her lyf..."

"But prively she caughte forth a knyf, And therwithal she rafte herself her lyf..."
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"But prively she caughte forth a knyf, And therwithal she rafte herself her lyf..."

from: The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer: A Facsimile of the William Morris Kelmscott Chaucer (P. 434) -  1958
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"But prively she caughte forth a knyf,
And therwithal she rafte herself her lyf;
And as she fel adoun, she caste her look,
And of her clothes yit she hede took;
For in her falling yit she hadde care
Lest that her feet or swiche thing lay bare;
So wel she loved clennesse and eek trouthe." (p. 436)