That evermore mine honour and renown Were saved, bothë privy and apert; 3173 This is to say, that, after his desert, I gave him all my heart and all my thought (God wot, and he, that other wayës nought 3174 ), And took his heart in change of mine for aye. But sooth is said, gone since many a day, A true wight and a thiefë think not one. 3175 And when he saw the thing so far y-gone, That I had granted him fully my love, In such a wise as I have said above, And given him my truë heart as free As he swore that he gave his heart to me, Anon this tiger, full of doubleness, Fell on his knees with so great humbleness, With so high reverence, as by his cheer, 3176 So like a gentle lover in mannére, So ravish’d, as it seemed, for the joy, That never Jason, nor París of Troy⁠—