| And seyde, "Lord, as ye comanded me, |
| Up peyne of deeth, so have I doon, certein." |
885 | This messager tormented was til he |
| Moste biknowe, and tellen plat and pleyn |
| Fro nyght to nyght in what place he had leyn, |
| And thus, by wit and sotil enquerynge, |
| Ymagined was, by whom this harm gan sprynge. |
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| And said, "My lord, as you commanded me, |
| On pain of death, so have I done- in vain!" |
885 | The messenger was tortured until he |
| Made known the facts to all men, full and plain, |
| From night to night, in what beds he had lain. |
| And thus, by dint of subtle questioning, |
| 'Twas reasoned out from whom this harm did spring. |
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