Here you will find the Poem Rondeau III of poet Geoffrey Chaucer
Syn I fro love escaped am so fat, I nere thinke to ben in his prison lene; Syn I am fre, I count hym not a bene. He may answere, and sey this and that, I do no fors, I speke ryght as I mene ; Syn I fro love escaped am so fat. Love hath my name i-strike out of his sclat, And he is strike out of my bokes clene : For ever mo ther is non other mene, Syn I fro love escaped &c.
