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The grekes out gird pere grem for to venge,
Mony britnet the buerne of the bold troiens;
Kayres euyn to the kyng, þat he knew well,
With a wicked wound thurgh the wast euyn.
THE SEVENTEENTH BATTLE.
Of Bresaid, the bright, with his breme wordes.
The shalke on his sheld shoke to his tent,
9916 The men of þat mighty paire maistur can take,
9920 Segh his weghis be woundit, & pe worse haue:
Diomedes cuts down the Trojans right and left.
Troilus dashes on him;
shivers a lance on his breast, and drives him to the ground.
(fol. 152 b.)
The Greeks raise him on his shield, and carry him to his tent.
avenge the death of Diomedes, attacks Troilus:
but is dashed to the earth.
a company comes
to the rescue;
kills and wounds 9924 many Trojans ;
but is severely wounded by Troilus.
(fol. 153 a.) A truce for six months is granted by Priam.
During the truce,
Having no hope of obtaining Troilus, she determines to accept Diomedes.
And fell to the frigies fuersly anon,
Greuit hom full gretly, and to ground broght:
Gird hym to ground, & greuit him euill;
ffore out of fight, and his folke hoole ;
Of his pe kyng and his councell carpit to-gedur.
n tyme of the tru, as tretis þe boke,
ACHILLES STILL LAPT IN LOVE.
9956 Neuer the grete for to grutche, ne the greke
All his lust & his lykyng, as hyme lefe thught:
And all 30meryng for-yeton of hir yore dedes.
9960 Agamynon the gret, and the good Nestor,
To the choise Achilles [chefe] on þere way;
9964 With full speciall speche pai spake to pe kyng,
9968 But for lewtie of longtyme, þat þe lede hade
He hight hym full hertely to haue at his wille
9972 pan he pankit hym picke in his pro hert, Toke leue at the lord, lengit no more, Turnyt to his tent, talkit no ferr.
He wold not mene to his mynd, ne pe men here. promises
to send his Myrmidons.
In hor colours to ken all ouer care wise,
9984 So pai lutton paire lord & pere leue toke,
(MS. has "chose.") Agamemnon and Nestor again plead with Achilles to assist the Greeks.
He still refuses to join them, but
(fol. 153 b.)
OF XVIIJ AND þE XIX BATELL.
When the dayes were don of the du pes, 9976 Agamynon with his grekes graithed to feld.
All the Mirmydons men were mightyly arayed, Myrmidons of By charge of Achilles, þat was pere cheffe lord. He assingnet yche Sege sekurly to haue, 9980 As dropis of dew droppyng of Rede,
Achilles accompany them.
The truce is ended, and the Greeks take the field. The
The Duke of Athens is borne down by Troilus,
The Myrmidons suffer severely.
Night ends the battle.
Thoas is captured:
(fol. 154 a.) but is soon rescued by the Myrmidons.
Troilus is surrounded by the Myrmidons.
pan þe Troiens with tene tachit on þe grekes,
9988 And oppressid hom with payn, put hom to
The Duke of Attens full derf, doghty of hond, ffaght with hom felly, & hor foes noyet.
Troiell the tru knight turnyt to pe Duke,
9992 And bare hym ouer backeward, he bult on pe
Gird to pe grekes, & myche grem wroght;
Mard of pe Mirmyden with his mayn strenght;
9996 Myche harmyt the hede men with his hond one. Thus pai laiket o pe laund the long day ouer, Till the sun in his sercle set vndernethe:
Then perted the pepull, presit to þere hold, 10000 And loget the long night till the larke sang.
The secund [day] suyng, sais me the lyne,
Philmen the fre kyng, & fuerse Polydamas,
But the Mirmydons with mayn met on hom sone,
Hew hom doun heterly, hade hom to ground; With mony hidious hurt harmyt hom mekill. pai presit vmbe the prise knight prestly onon, 10016 And the horse of pat hathell hewen to dethe;
Wold haue fongit the freike with hor fyne
And haue led the lede the lystis vnto.
pan Paris the prise knight preset in swithe, 10020 With his noble brethir naturell, nait men of werr. Paris and his
brothers to the rescue.
pai met on the Mirmydons, macchit hom hard, Pallit thurgh the persans, put hom beside, Hurlit þurgh the hard maile, hagget the lere, 10024 And deliuert the lede lawse of hor hondes,
Horsit hym in hast þurgh help of his brether.
On Swargadon þai slogh, a sure mon of armys,
The noblest of þe naturell, þat noiet hom all.
Mony warchond wound wroght at pat tyme.
10040 Thai segh the troiens so tore & tentymys moo;
But assemblit on a sop sadly to-gedur,
And ay droghen o dregh, as hom deirit lest.
10044 On nowise in this world weir hom þai might;
Shot thurgh the sheltrons, & shent of hom mony.
And Diomede the doughtie, pat duly was hole,
10052 Restorit the stith fight stuernly agayn.
Paris avenge the death of their brother.
(fol. 154 b.)
Agamemnon and Menelaus succour the Greeks: