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Book XIV,

men, then reaches the bank,

and rushed in to

and crash of arms.

And fell ynto fight his feris to helpe.
5772 Now batell on bent po buernes betwene,

The grevans was gret po grekes among ;
Assemblit were sone þe same in þe fight,

And restorit full stithly be stuff of þe grekes. 5776 ffell was the fight & fuerse hom agaynes,

And mony deghit with dynt of þo derfe pepull :

Mony harmys þai hent er hor helpe come. Nestor, with his

pen Nestor anon neghit to lond,

5780 With his shippis full shene, & sharpe men of (fol. 90 a.)

armys,

Hard hastid to helpe with heturly wille, their aid,

And sodainly with his sort soght into batell!

Speiris into sprottes spronge ouer hede ;

5784 Arowes vp in the aire ysshit full picke; and the air

Swordis, with swapping, swaruyt on helmes ; resounds with the shouts of men

The dede, vnder dynttes, dusshit to ground ;

Cloudis with the clamour claterit aboue, 5788 Of the dit & þe dyn, þat to dethe went !

Prothenor the prise kyng, & proud Archelaus,

Mony tolke of pe Troiens tyrnyt to dethe. Ascalaphus and

ben Ascalus & Alacus auntrid to lond, Alacus then land, and uniting with 5792 And aryuen full rad with þere rank shippes : their friends drive the Trojans

With pere pouer full prist past fro pe water, back.

Brusshet into batell, & myche bale wroght.

So felly in fere foghtyn þo two,

5796 Obacke went the batell of pe burghe folke ; But fresh troops

But þere were fele other fresshe, pat no fight come up, and they regain their

touchit, ground.

pat gird into the grekes with a grym will,

And all backward hom bere to pe buerne side,

5800 Dat fer from þe flode might no freke wyn. Ulysses and his

Then Vlexes come vp vne with his folke, and rusu upon the Wan out of þe water & his weghis all,

And braid into batell with a brem wille. 5804 Sharpe was the shoure the sheltrun (amongel!

men then land

enemy.

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189

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enemy, works

sad havoc among them.

struck him to the

spear; but still

a

The Grekes geton hor ground, þat (graidly was
lost],

The Greeks, thus

encouraged,
And myche comford hom tho culm of þat kene gain ground:

knight]
Mony woundes pai wroght, [and warpit to dethe)!

and Ulysses, 5808 Vlixes with vtteraunse vnder [his shild), dashing wildly

through the
Mony stithe in stoure stroke on (þere helmes] ;
Launsit, as a lyoun, þat were [lengen aboute),
And of the ffrigies fell with [his fuerse dinttes] :

(fol. 906.) 5812 Sum he stroke in the stoure streght to be erthe; Sum dange to the dethe, & derit full mykyll.

Pylæmenes
The proud kyng of Pafligon persayuit his dede,

ground with a One Philmene, a freike of the ferre halue,

he fights. 5816 He gird hym to ground with a grym speire ;

And he fell vppon fote, faght with the kyng.
And Philmene the fuerse, with a fell dynt,

Vttrid Vlixes vne in the place,
5820 hat hit shot þrough the shilde & þe shire maile,

He is again
To pe bare of þe body, þat the blade folowet;

ground with a sore And he gird to be ground with a grym hurt, wound; but

starting up he Hade no strenght for to stond, zet he stert vp,

Pylæmenes in 5824 And frusshit at Philmene with a fyn launse.

the throat, and With all the might & the mayn, þat the mon hade,

ground. He hit hym so hetturly on hegh on the shild,

þat he breke þurgh the burd to the bare throte; 5828 Hurlet burghe the hawbergh, hurt hym full sore;

The gret vayne of his gorge gird vne ysondur,
pat the freike, with the frusshe, fell of his horse,

Halfe ded of the dynt, dusshet to ground. - 5832 The Troiens for pat tulke had tene at hor hert; The Trojans drag Kayron euyn to the kyng, caght hym belyue ;

ground and carry

him to the city on Harlet hym fro horsfet, had hym away.

(He) for ded of þe dynt was drest on his shild, 5836 [And bou]rne on the burde to be burgh hom;

[For the de]the of þis duke doll was ynogh
[That trublit þe] Troiens with tеne, trist ye no

nother

dashed to the

wounds

hurls him to the

him from the

his shield,

Book XIV.

dash into the

[Myche harm to bem] happit here at þis tyme ! 5840 [The Grekes were so grym þat were to ground

comyn,
[Mony dukes were] ded of þe derfe Troiens.
[Han Toa]x of Toilé Telemon the kyng,

[Agamynon, &] Aiax, & all oper shippis,

5844 [Come launchond to lonnd and hor lor.les all : (fol. 91 a.)

And Menelaus the mighty, & his men hole, Menelaus and his men then land,

ffull radly arofe, raiked to lond; battle to aid their

Halet vp horses, highet olofte ;
friends, and
sorely oppress the 5848 And fellon vnto fight þere feres to helpe,
Trojans.

hat were strongly be-stad in a stoure hoge.
To the Troiens pai turnyt & mekill tene wroght!

The frusshe was so felle, po fuerse men betwene, 5852 Crakkyng of cristis, crusshyng of speiris,

The clynke & þe clamour claterit in the aire,
And with dynttes of derfe men dynnet the erthe;

Mony Troiens with tеne were tyrnyt to ground, 5856 Sum ded of po dynttes, sum depe woundit ;

Restoret the stithe batell strongly anon,

And mony dongen to dethe of the derfe Troiens. Protesilaus, worn Then Prothessalon pe prise kyng, þat preset to out with his long, hard struggle,

lond from the battle to 5860 ffirst in the forward, þat his folke lost,

He was wery for-wroght, & woundet full sore,— bank.

Hade laburt so longe, hym list for to rest,

And bowet fro the batell to be bonke side,
5864 ffor to beld hym on pe bent, & his brethe take.

And o sithen he soght to þe se euyn,
Here þe fight was first, & the folke drounet;

hen he plainly persayuit his pepull were ded,-had perished, he 5868 þat no lede of þat lordes vppon lyue was.

Soche a sorowe of þat sight sanke to his hert, with grief and rage.

hat his wedis wex wete of his wan teris,

And he, stithely astonyt, stert into yre ; 5872 More breme to þe batell his baret to venge,

now withdrawg

rest a little on the

When he saw that all his band

was overcome

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Book XIV.

a

cut down a great many.

press the Greeks back to the shore.

Of his folke þat were fallyn vnto fell dethe,
Hard highet vnto horse with a hert þro,

fforto felle of þe ffrigies felly he poght. 5876 Onon with a naked sword neghit to batell, Rushing against

the enemy, he Vne wode of his wit as a wild lyon, Mony breme on pe bent brittoned to ground. (fol. 91 b.)

Mony kild the kyng in his clene yre ! 5880 Myche tene þe Troiens tid of his hond!

Then Perses the proude kyng prise mon of ynde,
With a batell of bowmen fro the burgh come,

And with a fernet fare fell to þe stoure. 5884 At whose come the cuntre-men comford were all, The Trojans again

take heart, and And restoret the stithe fight stuernly agayn ; As fresshe to þere fos as at the first tyme,

Gird to the Grekes, & moche grem wroght; 5888 Woundit hom wikkedly, walt hom to ground,

Oppresset hom with pyne, put hom abake,
All the batell to be bonke, & mony buerne slogh.
bere the grekes hade ben grymly gird vnto dethe, But for the arrival

of Palamedes, 5892 Ne hade Palomedon, the prise kyng, preset to they would have

been destroyed. lond, With fele fightyng folke of fuerse men of armys; Halet

horses hard out of bote, Wonyn on wightly, wentyn to batell, 5896 His folke to refresshe with a fyn wille.

The assembly was sorer o pe se banke ;
Mony deghit full dernly, dole to be-holde!

Then the grekes agayne geton þere hertes,
5900. And myche comford kaght of his come þen. selves; and

Palamedes,
This Palomydon paynyt hym pepull to slee,

meeting
And mony woundys he wroght in his wild yre. Symagon,

He soght to on Synagon, a sad mon of armys,5904 Kyng Merion þe mighty was his met brother,

into his heart. hat fele had confoundit of the fuerse grekes ;He bere to be bold with a big sworde, And rof þurgh the Ribbes right to be hert,

The Greeks then recover them

drives his sword

Book XIV.

Such havoc he

but the noise of the battle had reached the ears

rushes to their

5908 hat he fell of his horse flat to þe ground,

Deghit of þe dynt, & deiret no moo,

Palomydon preset furth into þe prise batell ; (fol. 92 a.)

Mony tulke out of Troy tyrnyt to dethe;

5912 Mony knight don cast to þe cold erthe. works among the 'Trojans, that they All were ferd of be freike, fled of his way ; scatter and begin to flee;

Durst no buerne on hym bate for his bold dedis.

Myche clamour & crye was kyde in þe ost, 5916 Dat the Troiens for tene might tary no lengur ;

But with prise of Palomydon put all abake,
And fer in the fight fell hom the worse,

Vne boun fro pe batell busket to fle,

5920 Vntill Ector eris hit entrid belyue of Hector, and he

The great noise of þe noy, þat in note was. assistance.

He lepe on a light horse lyuely enarmyt,

And soght to þe se banke to socur his pepull ; 5924 Wode in his wrathe wynnys into batell !

All shone his shilde & his shene armur,
Glissenond of gold with a glayre hoge :

Thre lions the lord bare all of light goulis,
5928 þat were shapon on his shild, shalkes to be-

holde. Driving in among He gird to the grekes with a grym yre ; the Greeks, he cut his way right In the brest of the batell, þere buernes were and left,

thicke,

IIe ffrusshet so felly freikes to ground; 5932 Made wayes full wide pe weghis among ;

Shot thurgh the sheltrons, shent of þe pepull.

To Prothesselon he preset, þat pepull hade Palainedes,

slayn, And myche wo had wroght on be wild troiens.

He presses to

THE DETHE OF PROTHESSOLON BY ECTOR SLAYN.

and with a fierce 5936 He swappit at hym swithe with a swerd felle ;
swing of his
sword clove him

Hit on his hede a full hard dynt ;
Clefe þurghe the criste & the clene maile ;

to the middle,

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