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CXI
' By dear-worth God,' then said the
' That all this worlde wrought, But I have my land again, Full dear it shall be bought.
cxn ' God, that was of a maiden born,
Give us well to speed ! For it is good to assay a friend
Ere that a man have need.'
CXIII
The Abbot loathly on him gan look, And villainously him gan call;
' Out,' he said, ' thou false Knight,
Speed thee out of my hall !
CXIV
' Thou liest,' said the gentle Knight'
' Abbot, in thy hall; False Knight was I never,
By God that made us all.'
cxv Up then stood that gentle Knight,
To the Abbot said he, ' To suffer a knight to kneel so long,
Thou canst no courtesy.
cxvi
' In joustes and in tournaments
Full far then have I be, And put myself as far in press As any that ever I see.' |
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But I have] unless I have, in press] adventured myself. 516 |
canst] knowest. put myself. . . |
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