"_Selh que m blasma vostr' amor ni m defen
Non podon far en re mon cor mellor,
Ni'l dous dezir qu'ieu ai de vos major,
Ni l'enveya' ni'l dezir, ni'l talen._"
THE FIFTH NOVEL.--PHILIPPA OF HAINAULT DARES TO
LOVE UNTHRIFTILY, AND BY THE PRODIGALITY OF HER
AFFECTION SHAMES TREACHERY, AND COMMON-SENSE,
AND HIGH ROMANCE, QUITE STOLIDLY; BUT, AS LOVING
GOES, IS OVERTOPPED BY HER MORE STOLID SQUIRE.