No manner man might gladden Theseus, Saving his oldë father Egeus, That knew this worldë’s transmutatioun, As he had seen it changen up and down, Joy after woe, and woe after gladness; And shewed him example and likeness. “Right as there diëd never man,” quoth he, “That he ne liv’d in earth in some degree, 823 Right so there lived never man,” he said, “In all this world, that sometime be not died. This world is but a throughfare full of woe, And we be pilgrims, passing to and fro: Death is an end of every worldly sore.” And over all this said he yet much more To this effect, full wisely to exhort The people, that they should them recomfórt.