Classic Poem

Where is Paris and Heleine,
That weren so bright and faire on bleo,
Amadas and Ideine,
Tristram, Iseude, and alle theo,
Ector, with his sharpe meine,
And Cesar, riche of worldes feo?
Hi beeth y-gliden ut of the reine
So the shef is of the cleo.

It is of hem also it n'ere;
Of hem me haveth wonder y-told.
N'ere it reuthe for to here
How hi were with pine aquold,
And what hi tholeden alive here?
Al is here hot y-turnde to cold.
Thus is this world of false fere:
Fol he is the on hire is bold.