He knew of all this woe and all this work; For to none other creatúre certáin Of this matter he durst no wordë sayn; Under his breast he bare it more secré Than e’er did Pamphilus for Galatee. 3305 His breast was whole withoutë for to seen, But in his heart aye was the arrow keen, And well ye know that of a sursanure 3306 In surgery is perilous the cure, But 3307 men might touch the arrow or come thereby. His brother wept and wailed privily, Till at the last him fell in rémembránce, That while he was at Orleans 3308 in France⁠— As youngë clerkës, that be likerous 3309 To readen artës that be curious, Seeken in every halk and every hern 3310