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THE HORN OP KING ARTHUR. 19
Therfor thei wer not glade ; Gret dispyte thei had therby, Because it dyde them vilony, ss
And made them oft tymes sade.
When the kyng wold hafe solas, The bugyll was fett into the plas,
To make solas and game ; And then changyd the cokwoldes chere ; <o The kyng them callyd ferre and nere,
Lordynges, by ther name.
Than men myght se game inowje, When every cokwold on other leuje,
And jit thei schamyd sore : ■«
Where euer the cokwoldes wer sought, Befor the kyng thei were brought,
Both lesse and more.
Kyng Arthour than, verament,
Ordeynd, throw hys awne assent, a>
Ssoth as I 50W sey, The tabull dormounte withouten lette ; Ther at the cokwoldes wer sette,
To have solas and pley.
Ffor at the bord schuld be non other m
Bot euery cokwold and hys brother ; To tell treuth I must nedes ;
38, sett. 56, brothers.