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AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE
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Here they sing.
Little star, I see thee there,
That the moon draws close to her!
Nicolette is with thee there,
My love of the golden hair.
God, I trow, wants her in Heaven
To become the lamp of even.
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Whatsoe'er the fall might be,
Would I were aloft with thee!
Straitly I would kiss thee there.
Though a monarch's son I were,
Yet would you befit me fair,
Sister, sweet friend!"
Here they speak and tell the story.
When Nicolette heard Aucassin she came to him, for she was not far off. She came into
- ↑ Three lines are torn away in the original MS.
