"...whan that I hadde songe, Me thoughte she leyde a greyn upon my tonge..."

"...whan that I hadde songe, Me thoughte she leyde a greyn upon my tonge..."
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"...whan that I hadde songe, Me thoughte she leyde a greyn upon my tonge..."

from: The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer: A Facsimile of the William Morris Kelmscott Chaucer (P. 60) -  1958
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"This welle of mercy, Cristes mooder sweete,
I loved alwey, as after my konnynge,
And whan that I my lyf sholde forlete,
To me she cam, and bad me for to synge
This anthem verraily in my deyynge,
As ye han herd, and whan that I hadde songe,
Me thoughte she leyde a greyn upon my tonge:

"Wherfore I synge, and synge I moot certeyn
In honour of that blisful mayden free,
Til fro my tonge of taken is the greyn..." (p. 60)