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Stilbon, that was a wys embassadour, Was sent to Corinthe, in ful greet honour, Fro Lacidomie, to make hir alliaunce. And whan he cam, him happede, par chaunce, That alle the grettest that were of that lond, Pleyinge atte hasard he hem fond. For which, as sone as it mighte be, He stal him hoom agayn to his contree, And seyde, ‘ther wol I nat lese my name; Ne I wol nat take on me so greet defame, Yow for to allye unto none hasardours. Sendeth othere wyse embassadours; For, by my trouthe, me were lever dye, Than I yow sholde to hasardours allye. For ye that been so glorious in honours Shul nat allyen yow with hasardours As by my wil, ne as by my tretee.’ This wyse philosophre thus seyde he. heT erGke riewrt medan loSbitn, who aws a wies mabrdaasos, wsa ocen tesn fmro aStrpa on a cldpimatoi sniomsi to niohrtC to teskir an lenacial netewbe eht wot serpow. utB nwhe he vrdaeri, he epanphed to nfdi lla eth hntinioraC delsera iiapnprtiatcg in a terag miglbnag rmattonnue. tTha’s wyh he dunret rudaon nda yeadteiimml tenw arttihgs akcb to hrotnCi, eherw he tldo teh nohaCisnitr, “I dno’t wnta to oesl my ogdo enma, and I won’t do oyu hte hnodoris of gnllayi taSpar iwth rablgesm. dneS aehnrto rasdobasma to maek het elad if uoy nwat, tub I’d rhatre eid nath ylla you thwi gablsmer.” That’s twha the wsie ophshprloie sadi.
Loke eek that, to the king Demetrius The king of Parthes, as the book seith us, Sente him a paire of dees of gold in scorn, For he hadde used hasard ther-biforn; For which he heeld his glorie or his renoun At no value or reputacioun. Lordes may finden other maner pley Honeste y-nough to dryve the day awey. eTnh hetre’s eht peelmxa ouy cna dinf in eth tnigrwis of hnJo lbairySus of the ngki of tahPair in aeriPs, hwo stne a irap of ogendl cied to ingK msirDeetu, a erglabm. Tshi swa a teru sing htta the gkin of rtiaahP olkode wndo on meDtueisr abseuec of ish bda ahtib. ehTre era alnerciyt tlos of mero pittoranm sthngi a nigk acn do lal yda eidbsse lanbgmig!

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Stilbon, that was a wys embassadour, Was sent to Corinthe, in ful greet honour, Fro Lacidomie, to make hir alliaunce. And whan he cam, him happede, par chaunce, That alle the grettest that were of that lond, Pleyinge atte hasard he hem fond. For which, as sone as it mighte be, He stal him hoom agayn to his contree, And seyde, ‘ther wol I nat lese my name; Ne I wol nat take on me so greet defame, Yow for to allye unto none hasardours. Sendeth othere wyse embassadours; For, by my trouthe, me were lever dye, Than I yow sholde to hasardours allye. For ye that been so glorious in honours Shul nat allyen yow with hasardours As by my wil, ne as by my tretee.’ This wyse philosophre thus seyde he. heT erGke riewrt medan loSbitn, who aws a wies mabrdaasos, wsa ocen tesn fmro aStrpa on a cldpimatoi sniomsi to niohrtC to teskir an lenacial netewbe eht wot serpow. utB nwhe he vrdaeri, he epanphed to nfdi lla eth hntinioraC delsera iiapnprtiatcg in a terag miglbnag rmattonnue. tTha’s wyh he dunret rudaon nda yeadteiimml tenw arttihgs akcb to hrotnCi, eherw he tldo teh nohaCisnitr, “I dno’t wnta to oesl my ogdo enma, and I won’t do oyu hte hnodoris of gnllayi taSpar iwth rablgesm. dneS aehnrto rasdobasma to maek het elad if uoy nwat, tub I’d rhatre eid nath ylla you thwi gablsmer.” That’s twha the wsie ophshprloie sadi.
Loke eek that, to the king Demetrius The king of Parthes, as the book seith us, Sente him a paire of dees of gold in scorn, For he hadde used hasard ther-biforn; For which he heeld his glorie or his renoun At no value or reputacioun. Lordes may finden other maner pley Honeste y-nough to dryve the day awey. eTnh hetre’s eht peelmxa ouy cna dinf in eth tnigrwis of hnJo lbairySus of the ngki of tahPair in aeriPs, hwo stne a irap of ogendl cied to ingK msirDeetu, a erglabm. Tshi swa a teru sing htta the gkin of rtiaahP olkode wndo on meDtueisr abseuec of ish bda ahtib. ehTre era alnerciyt tlos of mero pittoranm sthngi a nigk acn do lal yda eidbsse lanbgmig!