I might be able to stop up these wounds, but they'll reopen and bleed until they cause death anyway if I don't choose. I'll make my choice and end this conflict. Two such young, attractive men will never die on my account; their grieving mothers will never have to follow the cold ashes of their sons and curse my cruelty.

Look, I could try to patch them up, but they're just gonna keep bleeding out and kill them anyway unless I pick one. So I'll choose and end this whole thing. These two young gorgeous guys aren't gonna die because of me. Their grieving moms will never have to follow the ashes of their dead sons around cursing what I did.

i could stop the bleeding but it won't matter they'll still die anyway if i don't choose i'm gonna pick one and end this no beautiful young men dying for me no grieving mothers cursing my name

Good heavens, what a beautiful face Arcite has! If Nature herself, with all her best gifts and all the beauties she places into noble bodies, were here as a mortal woman and even had the shy resistance of young girls, she would certainly go mad for this man. What eyes, with such a fiery sparkle and quick sweetness, does this young prince have! Love himself seems to be smiling here. He's just like that beautiful boy Ganymede who made Jupiter so hot that the god snatched him up and placed him beside himself as a shining constellation. What a forehead, with such magnificent dignity, he carries, arched like the great-eyed Juno's but far sweeter, smoother than Pelops' shoulder! It seems to me Fame and Honor should clap their wings from here, as if from a mountain peak pointing to heaven, and sing to all the world about the loves and wars of gods and such men as him.

My god, Arcite has such a beautiful face! If Nature herself, with all her gifts and all the beauty she gives to nobles, were here as a regular woman and even had the resistance young girls do, she'd absolutely lose her mind for this guy. Look at those eyes—they sparkle with fire and sweetness! This young prince is incredible! He's like that gorgeous boy Ganymede who made Jupiter so hot the god just grabbed him and put him next to himself like a bright constellation. What a forehead he has, so dignified and commanding, like Juno's but even sweeter, smoother than marble. Fame and Honor should be singing from this place about the loves and wars of gods and men like him.

omg arcite's face is beautiful if nature saw him she'd go crazy those eyes sparkle w fire he's like ganymede jove grabbed him n set him beside him perfect forehead fame n honor singing

Palamon is just his opposite; compared to him, merely a dull shadow. He's dark-skinned and thin, with eyes as heavy as if he'd lost his mother; he has a calm temperament with no movement in him, no liveliness, none of this bright sharpness or smile. Yet these things we count as errors may actually suit him well; Narcissus was a sad boy but he was heavenly. Oh, who can understand what attracts a woman? I'm a fool; my reason has left me. I have no choice, and I've lied so much that women should beat me. On my knees I ask your pardon, Palamon; you alone are beautiful, and these are the eyes, these bright lamps of beauty that command and threaten love—what young woman would dare refuse them? What bold dignity and yet invitation you have in this brown manly face! Oh Love, from now on this is the only complexion that matters. Get away from me, Arcite.

Palamon is just the opposite of Arcite; next to him he's just a dull shadow. He's got dark skin and he's thin, with eyes that look heavy like he's mourning someone; he's got this calm personality, doesn't do anything, no energy, doesn't have any brightness or smile. But wait, maybe these things we think are bad actually work for him. Like Narcissus was a sad guy but he was gorgeous. God, who understands what women like? I'm an idiot; I've lost my mind. I can't choose, and I've been lying so much that women should hit me. I'm on my knees asking you to forgive me, Palamon. You're the only one who's beautiful, and those are the eyes, those bright lights of beauty that make people love you—what girl could say no? You've got such a strong, dignified look but it's also welcoming, with that dark handsome face. This is it for me from now on. Arcite, you can leave.

palamon's the opposite of arcite just a shadow next to him but his sad eyes are beautiful who understands women im an idiot im on my knees palamon u r the only one those eyes that dark face from now on this is it get away arcite

You're just his cheap imitation, a mere wanderer, and that's the truly noble body. I'm drunk, totally lost. My virginal honor has abandoned me. For if my brother had just asked me if I was in love, I would have gone wild for Arcite. But now if my sister asks, it's for Palamon. Put both of them in front of me. Come on, ask me now, brother. I don't know! Ask me now, sweet sister. I can't even tell! Love is like a child's game—having two equally beautiful prizes and unable to tell them apart, it just cries for both.

You're just his cheap copy, some kind of wanderer, and that one's the truly noble body. I'm drunk, totally lost. My virtue has gone away. If my brother had just asked me if I was in love, I would have freaked out over Arcite. But if my sister asks, it's Palamon instead. Put them both in front of me. Come on, ask me right now, brother. I have no idea! Ask me now, sister. I can't even choose! Love is like a child with two equally beautiful toys—it can't tell them apart so it just screams for both.

he's just arcite's copy im drunk n lost my honor's gone if brother asked id say arcite if sister asks id say palamon put em both together i don't know love's a child wants both toys

What is it, sir?

What's the news?

what is it?

I come from the noble Duke, your brother, Madam, bringing you news. The knights have arrived.

Hey, I just came from your brother the Duke, and he sent me to tell you - the knights are here.

your brother the duke sent me the knights are here

To settle the dispute?

To settle things between them?

to end it?

Yes.

In other words: yes.

yes

I wish I could die first! What sins have I done, chaste Diana, that my pure youth must now be stained with the blood of princes, and my virtue must become the altar where the lives of lovers—two greater men and two better ones were never born to make their mothers happy—must be sacrificed to my unfortunate beauty?

God, I wish I could die first! What did I do to deserve this, Diana? My clean, innocent youth is about to be destroyed by blood spilled because I'm pretty. My honor's becoming the altar where these guys' lives get sacrificed just because I'm unlucky enough to be beautiful. Their mothers raised amazing sons, and I'm about to get them killed.

i wish i'd die first what did i do to deserve this my innocent life ruined by blood because i'm pretty these good men, their grieving mothers sacrificed because i'm cursed with beauty

Bring them in quickly, any way you can; I'm eager to see them. Your two rivals have come back, and they've brought their noble knights with them. Now, my beautiful sister, you must love one of them.

Get them in here, fast as you can - I'm dying to see these guys. Your two boyfriend rivals are back with their fancy knights. Okay, gorgeous sister, you're gonna have to pick one to love.

get them in here quick i wanna see them your two rivals are back with their knights pick one to love now

I would prefer to have both, so that neither would die too young because of me.

Honestly, I'd rather have them both - at least that way neither dies too early just for me.

i'd pick both of them so neither dies young neither dies for me

Who saw ’em?

In other words: who saw ’em?

who saw ’em

I watched them for a while.

I got a look at them for a bit.

i saw them / for a while

And I.

In other words: and i.

and i

Where are you coming from, sir?

Where'd you come from?

where you from

From the knights.

In other words: from the knights.

from knights

Please speak up - you who have seen them, describe what they are like.

Come on, whoever saw them - tell me what they look like.

you saw them tell me what they look like

I will, sir, and I'll tell you truly what I think. Six braver warriors than the ones they've brought - and I'm going by their appearance - I've never seen or read about. The man standing first with Arcite appears to be a sturdy man, and by his face he looks like a prince, his appearance says so clearly. His skin tone is more brown than black, stern but also noble, which shows he's tough, fearless, and proud to face danger. The look in his eyes shows fire within him, like a heated lion. His hair hangs long down his back, black and shining like raven wings. His shoulders are broad and strong. His arms are long and muscular. A sword hangs on his thigh on an ornate strap. When he frowns it looks like he's sealing his will with it. In all my life, I swear I've never seen a better soldier's companion.

Yeah, I'll tell you what I honestly think. Six more impressive warriors than these guys - based on just looking at them - I've never seen in my life. The first one with Arcite? He looks solid, like a prince just from his face. His skin's kind of brown, stern-looking but still noble, like he's tough and fearless and ready for anything. His eyes have fire in them, like an angry lion. His hair's long and black and shiny like raven wings. Big, strong shoulders. Long muscular arms. Got a sword hanging off his thigh on this fancy strap. When he frowns it's like he's setting his determination with that thing. I swear I've never seen a better warrior.

six brave warriors i've never seen better this guy with arcite prince-like face brown skin, stern, fearless fire in his eyes like a lion long black hair like ravens big strong shoulders long muscular arms sword on his thigh when he frowns he means business

You've described him well.

You described him perfectly.

perfect description

And yet you've left out a lot, I think, about the man who is first with Palamon.

Yeah, but you haven't really captured the other guy - the one with Palamon. He's way more impressive.

but you're underselling the other guy palamon's guy way more impressive

Please describe him, friend.

Come on, tell me about him.

describe him

I believe he's a prince as well, and if anything, even more so. His whole appearance has all the signs of honor. He's somewhat larger than the knight I just described, but with a much more pleasant face. His skin tone is like a ripe grape, ruddy. He clearly understands what he's fighting for, and he's more capable of making this cause truly his own. In his face you can see all the noble aims of what he's pursuing. When he's angry, a calm courage runs through his body rather than raw emotion, and it guides his arm to brave deeds. He cannot feel fear. He shows no weakness. His hair is blonde, thick and curled, twisted together like ivy clumps, too strong to break even with thunder. In his face appears the look of the warrior goddess - pure red and white coloring, since no beard has yet grown on him. In his moving eyes sits Victory herself, as if she always meant to crown his valor. His nose is prominent, a mark of honor. His red lips, after battles, are perfect for ladies.

I think he's a prince too, probably even more of one. Everything about him screams honor and nobility. He's taller than the other guy, but with a much nicer looking face. His skin's like a ripe grape, really ruddy. He definitely knows what he's fighting for and he owns it. You can see in his face all these noble ideals driving him. When he gets angry, it's not some crazy rage - it's calm, controlled courage that directs his arms to do brave things. He can't even feel fear. No weakness in him. His hair's blonde, thick and curled like twisted ivy, so strong nothing could break it. His face has that warrior look - red and white because he doesn't have a beard yet. His eyes are like Victory herself is sitting in them, ready to crown his valor. He's got a high, noble nose and red lips that look great even after a fight.

this guy's a prince too maybe even greater taller, nicer face ruddy like ripe grape fights for something real faced with honor through control no fear at all blonde thick curled hair warrior look, red and white no beard yet victory itself in his eyes noble nose, red lips

Must these men die as well?

Do these guys have to die too?

they have to die too?

When he speaks, his voice carries the weight of truth.

When he talks, you actually listen.

his words hit different when he speaks you hear it

His voice sounds like a trumpet. All his features are exactly as a man would want them: strong and handsome. He carries a well-made axe with a gold shaft. He's about twenty-five years old.

When he speaks, his voice sounds like a trumpet. Everything about his face looks exactly how a guy should look—strong and good-looking. He's carrying a well-made axe with a gold handle. He looks like he's about twenty-five.

voice like a trumpet face perfect strong n handsome well-made axe w gold shaft about 25

There's another one, a small man, but with a tough spirit, seeming just as great as any of them. I've never seen better potential in such a small frame.

There's this other guy, short but super tough, seems just as impressive as the others. I've never seen that kind of promise in such a small body.

there's another small but tough spirit just as great better heart i've never seen in a small guy

Oh, the one with freckles on his face?

Oh, the freckly one?

the freckled guy?

Yes, that same man, my lord. Aren't they impressive?

Yeah, that's the guy. They're pretty cool, right?

yep that guy arent they great

Yes, they are impressive.

Yeah, they're good.

yeah theyre solid

I think because there are so few and they're well put together, they show great natural talent. He has white hair, not excessively white but a manly color next to auburn. He's tough and lightly built, which shows an active spirit. His arms are muscular, lined with strong tendons. To the shoulder they swell gently, like a pregnant woman's body, which shows he's ready for work and never gives up under the weight of armor. He's brave, but when he moves, he's like a tiger. He has grey eyes, which show compassion where he conquers. He's sharp at spotting opportunities, and wherever he finds them, he's quick to take them for himself. He does no wrong and takes no wrong from others. He has a round face, and when he smiles he shows himself to be a lover; when he frowns, a soldier. Around his head he wears the winner's oak wreath, and his lady's favor is stuck in it. He's about thirty-six years old. In his hand he carries a lance decorated with silver.

I think with just these few, they really show nature has done some great work. He's got white hair - good white, not crazy white, kind of auburn-ish. He's tough and built lean, which shows he's got an active soul. His arms are muscular, real strong tendons. They swell gently up to his shoulders, like he's built for work and never tires under all that armor. He's brave most of the time, but when he gets moving, he's like a tiger. Grey eyes, which is kinda compassionate-looking but deadly when he fights. He spots opportunities quick and takes them. Does no wrong and won't tolerate it from anyone. Round face - smiles like a lover, frowns like a soldier. He's wearing the victor's oak wreath and his lady's favor tied in it. About thirty-six years old. He's got a silver-decorated lance in his hand.

he's got white auburn-ish hair tough but lean active, built for work muscular arms, strong tendons brave as a lion when he moves grey eyes competent, takes opportunities no wrongs given or taken round face - lover when smiling, soldier when frowning thirty-six wearing victor's wreath lady's favor in his hair silver-decorated lance

Are they all like this?

Are they all like that?

every single one this impressive? all of them?

They are all honorable men.

They're all guys of honor.

all honorable men

Now, I swear by my soul, I'm eager to see them. Lady, you're about to see real men fighting.

God, I really want to see these guys. You're gonna get to watch real men actually fight now.

i swear i wanna see them lady you're about to see real fighting

I wish to see it, but not because of the reason causing it, my lord. They would fight nobly for the control of two kingdoms. It's a pity that love should be so tyrannical. Oh, my tender-hearted sister, what do you think? Don't weep until they weep blood. Girl, it has to be this way.

I'd like to see it, but not for this reason. They'd be impressive fighting over two kingdoms. It's sad that love has to be so controlling. What do you think, my sweet sister? Don't cry until they're literally bleeding. It just has to happen.

i wanna see it but not this reason they'd fight for kingdoms too bad love's so cruel sister don't cry yet it has to be

You've strengthened them with your beauty. Honored friend, I give the battlefield to you. Please arrange it as befits the men who will fight in it.

Your beauty's made them tough. Okay buddy, the field is yours. Set it up nice for these guys who are gonna fight.

your beauty made them strong friend, the field is yours set it up right for them

Yes, sir.

In other words: yes, sir.

yes sir

Come on, I'm going to visit them. I can't stay put - their reputation has excited me so much until they appear. Good friend, be generous and gracious.

Come on, let's go see them. I can't just sit here - I'm too pumped up about these guys and I need to see them show up. Be classy, my friend.

let's go see them i can't wait their fame has me fired up be classy buddy

There will be no lack of impressive display.

Everything will be impressive.

it'll be impressive

Poor girl, go weep, because no matter who wins, she loses a noble cousin because of your beauty.

Poor thing, go cry. Whoever wins is gonna lose a noble cousin anyway - and it's because of you.

go cry poor girl whoever wins loses a noble cousin because of you