ABSTRACT
Confissio Amantis 403 He saileth, tyll that he maie wynne The haven of Tharse, as I saide ere. And whan he was arrived there, Tho was it through the citee knowe, Men mighte see within a throwe, As who saith all the towne at ones Thei come ageyne him for the nones To yeven hym the reverence, So glad thei were of his presence. 1290
