Book of the Duchess

•  the consolation provided by the dreamer is unsatisfactory: “I have lost more than thow wenest"
• “and thus melancolye / And dreed I have for to dye"
• The black knight scorns Fortune: “An ydole of fals portraiture Is she [...] She is the monstres heed y−wryen"
• “turneth she hir false whele”; “The false theef!”
• “For certes, she was, that swete wyf, My suffisaunce, my lust, my lyf, Myn hap, myn hele, and al my blisse"
• he had wel nigh lost his mind