This Nicholas anon leet fle a fartAs greet as it had been a thonder-dent,That with the strook he was almoost yblent;And he was redy with his iren hoot,And Nicholas amydde the ers he smoot.Of gooth the skyn an hande-brede aboute,The hoote kultour brende so his toute,And for the smert he wende for to dye.

-Geoffrey Chaucer

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