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Seththe he wes y-opened, is boweles ybrend, The heved to Londone-brugge wes send, To shonde: So ich ever mote the, 100
Sumwhile wende he
Ther lutel to stonde.
He rideth thourh the site, as y telle may, With gomen ant wyth solas, that wes here play ; To Londone-brugge hee nome the way, 195
Moni wes the wyves chil that theron laketh a day, Ant seide, Alas, That he wes ibore, Ant so villiche forlore,
So feir mon ase he was! 2co
Nou stont the heved above the tu-brugge, Faste bi Waleis, soth for te sugge; After socour of Scotlond longe he mowe prye, Ant after help of Fraunce, (wet halt hit to lye ?)
Ich wene. 203
Betere him were in Scotlond, With is ax in ys hond,
To pleyen o the grene.
Ant the body hongeth at the galewes faste, With yrnene claspes longe to laste; 210
For te wyte wel the body, ant Scottysh to garste, Foure ant twenti ther beoth to sothe ate laste, By nyhte : Yef eny were so hardi The body to remuy, 2'*
Al so to dyhte. |
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