"And with that word Arcite gan espye
Wher-es this lady romed to and fro,
And with that sight hir beautee hurt him so
That if that Palamon was wounded sore,
Arcite is hurt as much as he or more.
And with a sigh he saide pitously,
'The fresshe beautee sleeth me sodeynly
of hir that rometh in the yonder place,
And but I have hir mercy and hir grace,
That I may seen hir at the leste waye,
I nam but deed: tehre is namore to saye.'"
Geoffrey Chaucer: The Canterbury Tales
Penguin Books, London - 1996
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