THE KNIGHTS TALE（第8页）

inwhichheallthenoblecitysigh*，*saw

andekethegarden，fullofbranchesgreen，

thereasthisfreshemeliathesheen

wasinherwalk，androamedupanddown.

thissorrowfulprisoner，thispalan

wentinhischamberroamingtoandfro，

andtohimselfplainingofhiswoe:

thathewasborn，fullofthesaid，alas!

andsobefell，byaventureorcas*，*chance

thatthroughawindowthickofmanyabar

ofirongreat，andsquareasanyspar，

hecasthiseyesuponemelia，

andtherewithalheblent*andcried，ah!*startedaside

asthoughhestungenwereuntotheheart.

andwiththatcryarciteanonupstart，

andsaide，"cousinmine，whataileththee，

thatartsopaleanddeadlyfortosee?

whycriedstthou?whohaththeedoneoffence?

forgoddeslove，takeallinpatience

ourprison*，foritmaynoneotherbe.*imprisonment

fortunehathgivnusthisadversity.

somewick*aspectordisposition*wicked

ofsaturn

，bysomeconstellation，

hathgivnusthis，althoughwehaditsworn，

sostoodtheheavenwhenthatwewereborn，

wemustendure;thisistheshortandplain.

thispalananswerd，andsaidagain:

"cousin，forsoothofthisopinion

thouhastavainimagination.

thisprisoncausedmenotfortocry;