But as she sat allone and thoughte thus,

Ascry aros at scarmuch al withoute,

And men criden in the strete, ‘Se, Tr

Hath right now put to flighte the Grekes route!’

With that gan al hire meyne for to shoute,

‘A, go we se! Cast up the yates wyde!

For thorwgh this strete he moot to paleys ride;

For other wey is fro the yate noon

Of Dardanus, there opyn is the cheyne.’

With that com he and al his folk anoon

An esy pas rydyng, in routes tweyne,

Right as his happy day was, sooth to seyne,

For which, men seyn, may nought destourbed be

That shal bityden of necessitee.