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Smal fendal bisides, a selure hir ou?
Of tryed Tolouse, of Tars tapites ī nogħi,
þat were enbrawded & beten wyth þe best gemes,
per glent wt yzen gray,
A femloker þat eu? he fyze,
Soth mozt no mon say.
Bot Arthure wolde not ete til al were ferued,
He watz fo joly of his joyfnes, & fù quat child gered,
Aup to lenge lye, or to longe fitte,
So bified him his 3onge blod & his brayn wylde;
& also anop9 maner meued hi eke,
Pat he purz nobelay had nomen, he wolde neu' ete
Vpon fuch a dere day, er hy deuifed were
To joyne wyth hy i iuftyg in joparde to lay,
Lede lif for lyf, leue vchon op,
As fortune wolde fulfù hō þe fayrer to haue.
pis watz [the] kýges coûtenaūce where he i cot were,
per fore of face fo fere,
[fol. 92b.] He ftiztlez stif i stalle,
1 Of of, MS.
Thus p' ftondes i ftale pe ftif kýg his feluen,
þat mony hert ful hize hef at her towches;
per laght wt outen lope,
Ay two had disches twelue,
Good ber, & bryzt wyn bobe.
Now wyl I of hor feruife fay yow no more,
An op9 noyse ful newe nezed biliue,
þat þe lude my3t haf leue liflode to cach. For vneþe watz be noyce not awhyle fefed, & þe fyrft coce i be co't kyndely ferued, per hales i at þe halle dor an aghlich mayft, On þe most on þe molde on mesure hygħ; Fro pe fwyre to be fwange fo fware & fo þik, & his lyndes & his lymes fo longe & fo grete, [fol. 93.] Half etayn i erde I hope þat he were. Bot mon most I algate myn hy to bene, & þat þe myrieft i his muckel þat myzt ride; For of bak & of breft al were his bodi fturne, Bot his wombe & his waft were worthily fmale, & alle his fetures folzande, i forme þat he hade, For wonder of his hwe me hade,
Set i his femblaut fene;
He ferde as freke were fade,
& ou al enker grene.
Ande al grayped i grene pis gome & his wedes,
A mere mantile abof, mensked wt ine,
Wt pelure pured apert þe pane ful clene,
Wt blybe blaun? ful bryzt, & his hod bope,
þat watz lazt fro his lokkez, & layde on his fchulderes ;
Heme wel haled hofe of þat fame grene,
þat spenet on his fparlyr, & clene fpures vnder,
Of bryst golde, vpon filk bordes, barred ful ryche,
& fcholes vnder fchankes, pere pe fchalk rides ;
& alle his vefture uerayly watz clene v'dure,
Bope pe barres of his belt & op blype ftones,
A grene hors gret & pikke,
A stede ful stif to strayne,
i brawden brydel quik,
[fol. 93b.] To be gome he wat3 ful gayn.
|| fertayn ;
Wel gay wat; þis gome gered i grene,
Fayre fannand fax vmbe-foldes his fchulderes ;
A much berd as a bufk ou? his breft henges,
pat half his armes per vnder were halched i þe wyfe
Of a kýgez capados, þat clofes his fwyre.
pe mane of þat mayn hors much to hit lyke,
1as as, MS.
Ay a herle of þe here, an op of golde;
pe tayl & his toppyg twynen of a fute,
& bouden bope wyth a bande of a bryzt grene,
So fayd al þat hý fyze,
Vnd his dynttez dryze.
|| wt yze;
Whep hade he no helme ne hawbrgh naup,
Ne no schafte, ne no schelde, to schwne ne to fmyte,