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Ancient English Metrical Romances V3 (1885)
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Ancient English Metrical Romances V3 (1885)

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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: In at the dore sho him led, And did him sit opon hir bed, 75 A quylt ful nobil lay tharon, Richer saw he never none. Sho said, if he wald any thing, He sold be served at his liking. He said, that etc wald he fayn. Sho went, and come ful sone ogain; A capon rested broght sho sone, A clene klath, and brede tharone, And a pot with riche wine, And a pece to fil it yne. 760 He ete and drank, with ful gude cher, For tharof had he grete myster. When he had eten and dronken wcle, Grete noyse he herd in the kastele, Thai soght over al him to have slayn, To venge thair lorde war thai ful bayn, Or that the cors in erth was layd. The damysel sone to him sayd, Now seke thai the fast forto sla, Bot whoso ever com or ga, 770 Be thou never the mor adred, Ne styr thou noght out of this stede: In this here seke thai wyll, Bot on this bed luke thou be styll; Of tham al mak thou na force, Bot when that thai sal ber the cors Unto the kyrk forto bery, Than sal thou here a sary cry; So sal thai mak a doleful dyn, Than wil thay seke the eft herin; 780 Bot loke thou be of hert lyght, For of the sal thai have no syght; Her sal thou be mawgre thair berd, And tharfor be thou noght aferd; Thi famen sal be als the blynd, Both byfor the and byhind; On ilka side sal thou be soght; Now most i ga, bot drede the noght, For i sal do that the es lefe, If al it turn me to mischefe. jgO When sho come unto the yate, Ful many men fand sho tharate, Wele armed, and wald ful fayn Have taken and slane sir Ywaine, Half his stede thar fand thai, That within the yates lay, Bot the knight thar fand thai noght, Than was thar mekil sorow unsoght, Dore ne window was thar nane Whar he myght ow…

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Format
Paperback
Publisher
Kessinger Publishing
Country
United States
Date
24 September 2009
Pages
224
ISBN
9781120153869

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: In at the dore sho him led, And did him sit opon hir bed, 75 A quylt ful nobil lay tharon, Richer saw he never none. Sho said, if he wald any thing, He sold be served at his liking. He said, that etc wald he fayn. Sho went, and come ful sone ogain; A capon rested broght sho sone, A clene klath, and brede tharone, And a pot with riche wine, And a pece to fil it yne. 760 He ete and drank, with ful gude cher, For tharof had he grete myster. When he had eten and dronken wcle, Grete noyse he herd in the kastele, Thai soght over al him to have slayn, To venge thair lorde war thai ful bayn, Or that the cors in erth was layd. The damysel sone to him sayd, Now seke thai the fast forto sla, Bot whoso ever com or ga, 770 Be thou never the mor adred, Ne styr thou noght out of this stede: In this here seke thai wyll, Bot on this bed luke thou be styll; Of tham al mak thou na force, Bot when that thai sal ber the cors Unto the kyrk forto bery, Than sal thou here a sary cry; So sal thai mak a doleful dyn, Than wil thay seke the eft herin; 780 Bot loke thou be of hert lyght, For of the sal thai have no syght; Her sal thou be mawgre thair berd, And tharfor be thou noght aferd; Thi famen sal be als the blynd, Both byfor the and byhind; On ilka side sal thou be soght; Now most i ga, bot drede the noght, For i sal do that the es lefe, If al it turn me to mischefe. jgO When sho come unto the yate, Ful many men fand sho tharate, Wele armed, and wald ful fayn Have taken and slane sir Ywaine, Half his stede thar fand thai, That within the yates lay, Bot the knight thar fand thai noght, Than was thar mekil sorow unsoght, Dore ne window was thar nane Whar he myght ow…

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Format
Paperback
Publisher
Kessinger Publishing
Country
United States
Date
24 September 2009
Pages
224
ISBN
9781120153869