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AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE
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He mounted on his horse, and took his love in from of him, kissing and caressing her; and they set out into the open fields.
Here they sing.
Aucassin, the boon, the blond,
High-born youth and lover fond,
Rode from out the deep forest;
In his arms his love he pressed,
'Fore him on the saddle-bow;
Kisses her on eyes and brow,
On her mouth and on her chin.
Then to him did she begin:
"Aucassin, fair lover sweet,
To what land are we to fleet?"
"Sweet my sweetheart, what know I?
Nought to me 'tis where we fly,
In greenwood or utter way,
So I am with you alway!"
So they pass by dale and down,
By the burgh and by the town,
