28. 'Ye sey right sooth, y-wis,' quod Pandarus;
'For yesterday, who-so hadde with him been,
He might have wondred up-on Troilus;
For never yet so thikke a swarm of been
Ne fleigh, as Grekes fro him gonne fleen;
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And thorugh the feld, in every wightes ere,
Ther nas no cry but "Troilus is there!"
29. Now here, now there, he hunted hem so faste,
Ther nas but Grekes blood; and Troilus,