O Cupide, out of alle charite! all O regne that wolt no felaw have with the! kingdom Ful soth is seyd, that love ne lordschipe truly, nor Wol not, thonkes, have no felaschipe. willingly, fellowship Wel fynden that Arcite and Palamoun. find Arcite is riden anon unto the toun And on the morwe, or it were dayes light, before Ful prively two harneys hath he dight, prepared Bothe suffisaunt and mete to darreyne sufficient The batayl in the feeld betwix hem tweyne. field, them, two And on his hors alone as he was born, carried He caryed al this harneys him byforn; before And in the grove, at tyme and place i-sette, This Arcite and this Palamon ben mette. be Tho chaungen gan here colour in here face, then, their Right as the honter in the regne of Trace kingdom That stondeth in the gappe with a spere, Whan honted is the lyoun or the bere, And hereth him come ruschyng in the greves, groves And breketh bothe the bowes and the leves, breaking And thenketh, Here cometh my mortel enemy, Withoute faile, he mot be deed or I; without For eyther I mot slen him at the gappe, Or he moot slee me, if it me myshappe: So ferden they, in chaungyng of here hew, their hue As fer as eyther of hem other knewe. far, them Ther nas no good day, ne no saluyng; was not, saluting But streyt withouten wordes rehersyng, Everich of hem helpeth to armen other, each, helped As frendly, as he were his owen brother; own And thanne with here scharpe speres stronge They foyneden ech at other wonder longe, foined Tho it semede that this Palamon then, seemed In his fightyng were as a wood lyoun, mad And as a cruel tygre was Arcite:[90] As wilde boores gonne they to smyte, began That frothen white as fome, for ire wood, their madness Up to the ancle faught they in here blood.[91] their And in this wise I lete hem fightyng dwelle; And forth I wol of Theseus yow telle. you