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146 ADAM BEL, CLT3I OF THE CLOUGHE,
They lough and be mery in theyr mode, Theyr ennemyes were ferre behynd.
When they came to Englyshe wode, i"
Under the trysty tre, There they found bowes full good,
And arrowes full great plentye.
" So God me help," sayd Adam Bell,
And Clym of the Clough so fre, iso
" I would we were nowe in mery Caerlel, Before that fayre meyny."
They set them downe and made good chere,
And eate and drank full well: Here is a fet of these wyght yong men, iss
And another I shall you tell.
[the thikd fit.]
As they sat in Englyshe-wood,
Under theyr trysty tre, Them thought they herd a woman wepe,
But her they mought not se.
Sore then syghed the fayre Alyce,
And sayde, " Alas that ever I sawe this daye!
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