And though to me that ye be lief and deere,
Unto my gentils ye be no thyng so.
They seyn, to hem it is greet shame and wo
For to be subgetz and been in servage
To thee, that born art of a smal village.
And namely sith thy doghter was ybore
Thise wordes han they spoken, doutelees.
But I desire, as I have doon bifore,
To lyve my lyf with hem in reste and pees.
I may nat in this caas be recchelees;
I moot doon with thy doghter for the beste,
Nat as I wolde, but as my peple leste.
And yet, God woot, this is ful looth to me.
– Geoffrey Chaucer
The Canterbury Tales, The Clerk’s Tale. Walter lies to Griselda saying that the nobles are not happy with her low birth, especially since the birth of her daughter. Note that he says "thy" daughter and not "our" daughter. The Marquis is falsely suggesting that the nobles want the daughter to be killed and says he doesn’t have much choice in the matter. He has to do what his people desire even though this is hateful to him.