c.1380, Geoffrey Chaucer,Troilus and Criseyde[1]:
The sterne wind so loude gan to route That no wight other noyse mighte here; And they that layen at the dore with-oute, 745 Ful sykerly they slepten alle y-fere; And Pandarus, with a ful sobre chere, Goth to the dore anon with-outen lette, Ther-as theylaye, and softely it shette.
