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Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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AND TfTLLTAM OF CLOTJDESLE. 133
Alyce opened a shot-wyndow,                              85
And loked all about, She was ware of the justice and shirife bothe,
Wyth a full great route.
" Alas ! treason," cry'd Aleyce,
" Ever wo may thou be !                                   an
Go into my chambre, my husband," she sayd,
" Swete Wyllyam of Cloudesle."
He toke bys sweard and hys bucler, Hys bow and hy[s] chyldren thre,
And wente into hys strongest chamber,             05
Where he thought surest to be.
Fayre Alice folowed him as a lover true,
With a pollaxe in her hande; " He shal be dead that here cometh in
Thys dore, whyle I may stand."                     100
Cloudesle bent a wel good bowe,
That was of trusty tre, He smot the justise on the brest,
That hys arrowe brest in thre.
" God's curse on his hartt," saide William, 105
" Thys day thy cote dyd on ; If it had ben no better then myne,
It had gone nere thy bone."
85, shop. Percy reads back window. 88, great full great. 91, Gy.







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