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THE BATTLE OF SLUYS
Lithes and the batail I sal bigyn
of Inglisch men and Normandes in the Swin.
Minot with mowth had menid to make Suth sawes and sad for sum mens sake ; The wordes of sir Edward makes me to wake, Wald he salue vs sone mi sorow suld slake; War mi sorow slaked sune wald I sing: When God will sir Edward sal vs bute bring.
Sir Philip the Valas cast was in care ; And said sir Hugh Kyret to Flandres suld fare, And haue Normondes inogh to leue on his lare, All Flandres to brin and mak it all bare; Bot, vnkind coward, wo was him thare : When he sailed in the Swin it sowed him sare ;
Sare it tham smerted that ferd out of ffrance;
Thare lered Inglis men tham a new daunce.
The buriase of Bruge ne war noght to blame; I pray Ihesu saue tham fro sin and fro schame, For thai war sone at the Sluse all by a name, Whare many of the Normandes tok mekill grame.
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