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KING ESTMERE |
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XXVII
But in did come the Kyng of Spayne,
With manye a bold barone, Tone day to marrye Kyng Adland's daughter,
Tother daye to carrye her home.
XXVIII
Shee sent one after Kyng Estmere,
In all the spede might bee, That he must either turne againe and fighte,
Or goe home and loose his ladye.
XXIX
One whyle then the page he went,
Another while he ranne; Till he had oretaken Kyng Estmere,
I-wis he never blanne.
xxx
' Tydings, tydings, Kyng Estmere!'— ' What tydings nowe, my boye ?'—-
' O tydinges I can tell to you, That will you sore annoye.
XXXI
' You had not ridden scant a mile,
A mile out of the towne, But in did come the Kyng of Spayne,
With kempes many a one:
XXXII
' But in did come the Kyng of Spayne,
With manye a bold barone, Tone daye to marrye Kyng Adland's daughter,
Tother daye to carry her home. |
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