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KING ESTMERE. 165
That he must either returne and fighte, Or goe home and lose his ladye.
One whyle then the page he went, i«
Another whyle he ranne ; Till he had oretaken king Estmere,
Iwis he never blarme.
" Tydinges, tydinges, kyng Estmere ! "
" What tydinges nowe, my boye ? " 120
" O tydinges I can tell to you, That will you sore annoye.
" You had not ridden scant a myle,
A myle out of the towne, But in did come the kyng of Spayne i«
With kempes many a one :
" But in did come the kyng of Spayne
With manye a grimme barone, Tone day to marrye kyng Adlands daughÂter,
Tother daye to carrye her home. 130
" That ladye fayre she greetes you well,
And ever-more well by mee : You must either turne againe and fighte,
Or goe home and lose your ladye." |
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