Boccaccio:
No analogue
Petrarch:
Inopino negotio stupefactus, senex obriguit, et vix tandem paucis hiscens, «Nichil» inquit «aut velle debeo aut nolle, nisi quod placitum tibi sit, qui dominus meus es».
Stupefied at this unlooked-for matter, the old man went rigid. At length, hardly able to stammer out a few words, he replied, "It is my duty to wish or to deny nothing, save as it pleases you, who are my master."
Chaucer:
This sodeyn cas this man astonyed so,
That reed he wax; abayst and al quakyng
He stood, unnethes seyde he wordes mo,
But oonly thus, "Lord," quod he, "my willynge
320 Is as ye wole, ne ayeyns youre likynge
I wol no thyng, ye be my lord so deere;
Right as yow lust governeth this mateere."
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