And seyde, 'I am, al be it yow no Ioye,
As gentil man as any wight in Troye.
134. For if my fader Tydeus,' he seyde,
'Y-lived hadde, I hadde been, er this,
Of [Calidoine and Arge] a king, Criseyde!
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And so hope I that I shal yet, y-wis.
[But he was slayn], allas! the more harm is,
Unhappily at Thebes al to rathe,
Polymites and many a man to scathe.