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Out of the ground a furie infernal sterte, |
| From Pluto sent, at requeste of Saturne, |
| For which his hors for fere gan to turne, |
| And leep aside and foundred as he leep. |
| 1830 | And er that Arcite may taken keep, |
| He pighte hym on the pomel of his heed, |
| That in the place he lay as he were deed, |
| His brest tobrosten with his sadel-bowe. |
| As blak he lay as any cole or crowe, |
| 1835 | So was the blood yronnen in his face. |
| Anon he was yborn out of the place, |
| With herte soor, to Theseus paleys. |
| Tho was he korven out of his harneys, |
| And in a bed ybrought ful faire and blyve, |
| 1840 | For he was yet in memorie and alyve, |
| And alwey criynge after Emelye. |
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But from the ground infernal furies start, |
| From Pluto sent, at instance of Saturn, |
| Whereat his horse, for fear, began to turn |
| And leap aside, all suddenly falling there; |
| 1830 | And Arcita before he could beware |
| Was pitched upon the ground, upon his head, |
| And lay there, moving not, as he were dead, |
| His chest crushed in upon the saddle-bow. |
| And black he lay as ever coal, or crow, |
| 1835 | So ran the surging blood into his face. |
| Anon they carried him from out that place, |
| With heavy hearts, to Theseus' palace. |
| There was his harness cut away, each lace, |
| And swiftly was he laid upon a bed, |
| 1840 | For he was yet alive and some words said, |
| Crying and calling after Emily. |
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