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The preyere stinte of Arcita the stronge, The ringes on the temple-dore that honge, And eek the dores, clatereden ful faste, Of which Arcita som-what him agaste. The fyres brende upon the auter brighte, That it gan al the temple for to lighte; And swete smel the ground anon up-yaf, And Arcita anon his hand up-haf, And more encens in-to the fyr he caste, With othere rytes mo; and atte laste The statue of Mars bigan his hauberk ringe. And with that soun he herde a murmuringe Ful lowe and dim, that sayde thus, ‘Victorie:’ For which he yaf to Mars honour and glorie. And thus with Ioye, and hope wel to fare, Arcite anon unto his inne is fare, As fayn as fowel is of the brighte sonne. nWeh tiArce hda inifhsed yganis ihs prraey, het dsroo to eht ltpmee ldmseam hstu wiht a bgna lal by elhetvesms. ehT trlaa iefrs ewrg onrgestr so ahtt hyte til up hte heowl lpteem, ehiwl a tesew agrecafnr eagnb tfnwaig up morf het foolr. inFhgrtdee a litelt, tAceir trhew oerm cnesnei iton eht rfesi nda ngbae eriginct apersyr. ndA hnte udlesynd eth aihnc lima on eth tsteau of sMar aenbg to clakn as a lwo cveio umdrrmeu, “iVtyroc.” rGafteul rof teh enmo, riecAt dais mreo epsryar dan dame rmeo fcacsiesri to asMr. ndA ewhn he swa ifedsnih, he ftel the lemetp, ppyha tath Msar dha rhead ish rreaspy.
And right anon swich stryf ther is bigonne For thilke graunting, in the hevene above, Bitwixe Venus, the goddesse of love, And Mars, the sterne god armipotente, That Iupiter was bisy it to stente; Til that the pale Saturnus the colde, That knew so manye of aventures olde, Fond in his olde experience an art, That he ful sone hath plesed every part. As sooth is sayd, elde hath greet avantage; In elde is bothe wisdom and usage; Men may the olde at-renne, and noght at-rede. Saturne anon, to stinten stryf and drede, Al be it that it is agayn his kynde, Of al this stryf he gan remedie fynde. tcAeir amy hvea been ahypp, tbu enVus wsa fuousri when hes rdahe ttah saMr dah rdmoepis ish fderavo anhTbe rirowra yrtciov. Seh dan sMar gto tnoi a bgi hfgti, hhcwi Jeuitrp eidrt ssfuesllunucyc to voleesr. Fanlyil, odl nratuS, owh’d nees so yanm ehort buqebalss bnewtee osdg in ihs iemt, epdestp in thiw a peorsmoimc atth luowd meka rveeyeon pyhpa. I uessg it’s uter atth we gte irswe as we etg eldro. yaynwA, uarntS truned to mhte tobh, adn asdi:

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The preyere stinte of Arcita the stronge, The ringes on the temple-dore that honge, And eek the dores, clatereden ful faste, Of which Arcita som-what him agaste. The fyres brende upon the auter brighte, That it gan al the temple for to lighte; And swete smel the ground anon up-yaf, And Arcita anon his hand up-haf, And more encens in-to the fyr he caste, With othere rytes mo; and atte laste The statue of Mars bigan his hauberk ringe. And with that soun he herde a murmuringe Ful lowe and dim, that sayde thus, ‘Victorie:’ For which he yaf to Mars honour and glorie. And thus with Ioye, and hope wel to fare, Arcite anon unto his inne is fare, As fayn as fowel is of the brighte sonne. nWeh tiArce hda inifhsed yganis ihs prraey, het dsroo to eht ltpmee ldmseam hstu wiht a bgna lal by elhetvesms. ehT trlaa iefrs ewrg onrgestr so ahtt hyte til up hte heowl lpteem, ehiwl a tesew agrecafnr eagnb tfnwaig up morf het foolr. inFhgrtdee a litelt, tAceir trhew oerm cnesnei iton eht rfesi nda ngbae eriginct apersyr. ndA hnte udlesynd eth aihnc lima on eth tsteau of sMar aenbg to clakn as a lwo cveio umdrrmeu, “iVtyroc.” rGafteul rof teh enmo, riecAt dais mreo epsryar dan dame rmeo fcacsiesri to asMr. ndA ewhn he swa ifedsnih, he ftel the lemetp, ppyha tath Msar dha rhead ish rreaspy.
And right anon swich stryf ther is bigonne For thilke graunting, in the hevene above, Bitwixe Venus, the goddesse of love, And Mars, the sterne god armipotente, That Iupiter was bisy it to stente; Til that the pale Saturnus the colde, That knew so manye of aventures olde, Fond in his olde experience an art, That he ful sone hath plesed every part. As sooth is sayd, elde hath greet avantage; In elde is bothe wisdom and usage; Men may the olde at-renne, and noght at-rede. Saturne anon, to stinten stryf and drede, Al be it that it is agayn his kynde, Of al this stryf he gan remedie fynde. tcAeir amy hvea been ahypp, tbu enVus wsa fuousri when hes rdahe ttah saMr dah rdmoepis ish fderavo anhTbe rirowra yrtciov. Seh dan sMar gto tnoi a bgi hfgti, hhcwi Jeuitrp eidrt ssfuesllunucyc to voleesr. Fanlyil, odl nratuS, owh’d nees so yanm ehort buqebalss bnewtee osdg in ihs iemt, epdestp in thiw a peorsmoimc atth luowd meka rveeyeon pyhpa. I uessg it’s uter atth we gte irswe as we etg eldro. yaynwA, uarntS truned to mhte tobh, adn asdi: