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e pieces shente; Whanne hantoned barckes unto our londe dyd comme, AElla the gare dheie sed, & wysched hym bytter dome. 1095 BIRTHA. Mercie! HURRA. Bee stylle. Botte yette he ys a foemanne goode and fayre; Whanne wee are spente, he foundethe the forloyne; The captyves chayne he tosseth ynne the ayre, Cheered the wounded bothe wythe bredde & wyne; Has hee notte untoe somme of you bynn dygne? 1100 You would have smethd onne Wedecestrian fielde, Botte hee behylte the flughorne for to cleyne, Throwynge onne hys wyde backe, hys wyder spreddynge shielde. Whanne you, as caytysned, yn fielde dyd bee, Hee oathed you to bee stylle, & strayte dydd sette you free. 1105 Scalle wee forslege[119] hys wyfe, because he's brave? Bicaus hee fyghteth for hys countryes gare? Wylle hee, who havith bynne yis AElla's slave, Robbe hym of whatte percase he holdith deere? Or scalle we menne of mennys sprytes appere, 1110 Doeynge hym favoure for hys favoure donne, Swefte to hys pallace thys damoiselle bere, Bewrynne oure case, and to oure waie be gonne? The last you do approve; so lette ytte bee; Damoyselle, comme awaie; you safe scalle bee wythe mee. 1115 BIRTHA. Al blessynges maie the seynctes unto yee gyve! Al pleasaunce maie youre longe-straughte livynges bee! AElla, whanne knowynge thatte bie you I lyve, Wylle thyncke too smalle a guyfte the londe & sea. O Celmonde! I maie deftlie rede bie thee, 1120 Whatte ille betydethe the enfouled kynde; Maie ne thie cross-stone[120] of thie cryme bewree! Maie alle menne ken thie valoure, fewe thie mynde! Soldyer! for syke thou arte ynn noble fraie, I wylle thie goinges 'tende, & doe thou lede the waie. 1125 HURRA. The mornynge 'gyns alonge the Easte to sheene; Darklinge the lyghte doe onne the waters plaie; The feynte rodde leme slowe creepeth oere the greene, Toe chase the merkyness of nyghte awaie; Swifte flies the howers thatte wylle brynge oute the daie; 1130 The softe dewe falleth onne the greeynge grasse; The shepster mayden, dyghtynge her arraie, Scante[121] sees her vysage yn the wavie glasse; Bie the fulle daylieghte wee scalle AElla see. Or Brystowes wall
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