113. Now stant it thus, that sith I fro yow wente,
This Troilus, right platly for to seyn,
Is thurgh a goter, by a privè wente,
In-to my chaumbre come in al this reyn,
Unwist of every maner wight, certeyn,
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Save of my-self, as wisly have I Ioye,
And by that feith I [shal] Pryam of Troye!
114. And he is come in swich peyne and distresse
That, but he be al fully wood by this,