THE KNIGHT'S TALE
Palamon answered, "Cousin, in sooth thine imagining here
is vain. This prison caused not my clamour, but I was hurt right
now through mine eye into my heart, and it will be my bane.
The fairness of that lady that I see yonder in the garden roaming
to and fro is cause of all my woe and crying. I wot not
whether she be woman or goddess. Soothly Venus it is, I think."
And therewith down he fell on his knees, and said, "Venus, if
it be your will thus to transfigure you in this garden before me,
sorrowful wretched creature, help that we may scape out of this
prison. And if so be my destiny be shapen by eternal word to
die in prison, have some pity of our lineage that by tyranny is
brought so low."
And with that word Arcite gan espy where this lady was wandering, and with the sight her beauty hurt him so that if Palamon was grievously wounded, Arcite was hurt as much as he or more; and with a sigh he said piteously: "The fresh beauty slayeth me suddenly of her that roameth in yonder place; and, if I get not her mercy and favour, that I may see her at the least, I am dead, I can say no more."
Palamon, when he heard those words, stared fiercely and answered, "Sayest thou this in earnest or sport?" "Nay, by my faith," quoth Arcite, "in earnest; so God help me, I list full ill to sport."
Palamon gan knit his two brows. "It were to thee no great honour," quoth he, "to be false and traitor to me that am thy cousin and brother, sworn full deep, as thou to me, that never, though we die under torture, either of us should hinder the other in love, or in any other case, dear brother, till death shall part us two; but thou shouldst truly further me in every case, and I
shall further thee—this was thine oath and mine also, in faith.
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