Greetings. This is my first post here. I study English lit and enjoy literary slash--or pseudo-slash.
Behind the cut is a stanza which sees Prince Troilus ardently embracing his older friend Pandarus. Pandarus has agreed to help him win the love of his niece, Criseyde. There's a better stanza somewhere in the later books, but I can't find it!
Tho lough this Pandare, and anon answerde,
"And I thi borough? Fy! No wight doth but so.
I roughte naught though that she stood and herde
How that thow seist! but farewel, I wol go.
Adieu! Be glad! God spede us bothe two!
Yef me this labour and this bisynesse,
And of my spede be thyn al that swetnesse."Tho Troilus gan doun on knees to falle,
And Pandare in his armes hente faste,
And seyde, "God shal helpe us atte laste."
: End of Book 1. [Chaucer, Geoffrey. Troilus and Criseyde
. The Riverside Chaucer
. Ed. Larry D. Benson. 3rd ed. Boston: Houghton, 1987. 473-585.