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This fierse Arcite hath of his helm y-don, And on a courser, for to shewe his face, He priketh endelong the large place, Loking upward upon this Emelye; And she agayn him caste a freendlich yë, (For wommen, as to speken in comune, They folwen al the favour of fortune), And she was al his chere, as in his herte. Out of the ground a furie infernal sterte, From Pluto sent, at requeste of Saturne, For which his hors for fere gan to turne, And leep asyde, and foundred as he leep; And, er that Arcite may taken keep, He pighte him on the pomel of his heed, That in the place he lay as he were deed, His brest to-brosten with his sadel-bowe. As blak he lay as any cole or crowe, So was the blood y-ronnen in his face. Anon he was y-born out of the place With herte soor, to Theseus paleys. Tho was he corven out of his harneys, And in a bed y-brought ful faire and blyve, For he was yet in memorie and alyve, And alway crying after Emelye. This fierse Arcite hath of his helm y-don, And on a courser, for to shewe his face, He priketh endelong the large place, Loking upward upon this Emelye; And she agayn him caste a freendlich yë, (For wommen, as to speken in comune, They folwen al the favour of fortune), And she was al his chere, as in his herte. Out of the ground a furie infernal sterte, From Pluto sent, at requeste of Saturne, For which his hors for fere gan to turne, And leep asyde, and foundred as he leep; And, er that Arcite may taken keep, He pighte him on the pomel of his heed, That in the place he lay as he were deed, His brest to-brosten with his sadel-bowe. As blak he lay as any cole or crowe, So was the blood y-ronnen in his face. Anon he was y-born out of the place With herte soor, to Theseus paleys. Tho was he corven out of his harneys, And in a bed y-brought ful faire and blyve, For he was yet in memorie and alyve, And alway crying after Emelye.

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This fierse Arcite hath of his helm y-don, And on a courser, for to shewe his face, He priketh endelong the large place, Loking upward upon this Emelye; And she agayn him caste a freendlich yë, (For wommen, as to speken in comune, They folwen al the favour of fortune), And she was al his chere, as in his herte. Out of the ground a furie infernal sterte, From Pluto sent, at requeste of Saturne, For which his hors for fere gan to turne, And leep asyde, and foundred as he leep; And, er that Arcite may taken keep, He pighte him on the pomel of his heed, That in the place he lay as he were deed, His brest to-brosten with his sadel-bowe. As blak he lay as any cole or crowe, So was the blood y-ronnen in his face. Anon he was y-born out of the place With herte soor, to Theseus paleys. Tho was he corven out of his harneys, And in a bed y-brought ful faire and blyve, For he was yet in memorie and alyve, And alway crying after Emelye. This fierse Arcite hath of his helm y-don, And on a courser, for to shewe his face, He priketh endelong the large place, Loking upward upon this Emelye; And she agayn him caste a freendlich yë, (For wommen, as to speken in comune, They folwen al the favour of fortune), And she was al his chere, as in his herte. Out of the ground a furie infernal sterte, From Pluto sent, at requeste of Saturne, For which his hors for fere gan to turne, And leep asyde, and foundred as he leep; And, er that Arcite may taken keep, He pighte him on the pomel of his heed, That in the place he lay as he were deed, His brest to-brosten with his sadel-bowe. As blak he lay as any cole or crowe, So was the blood y-ronnen in his face. Anon he was y-born out of the place With herte soor, to Theseus paleys. Tho was he corven out of his harneys, And in a bed y-brought ful faire and blyve, For he was yet in memorie and alyve, And alway crying after Emelye.
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