The trumpetts plaid att the gate,
Wth trumpetts of filver theratt1;
There [was] all manner of minstrelfye,
Harpe, gyttorne2, & fawtrye.

Into the hall the king was fett3,

& royallye in feat was fett;

By then the dinner was readye dight,

Tables were covered all on height.

Then to wash they wold not blinn,
& the feaft they can beginn;
There they were mached arright,
Every lady against a knight.

[p.455.] & minstrells fate in windowes faire,
& playd on their inftruments cleere;
Minstrells for worshipp at every meffe,
Full lowd they cry Largeffe1!

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Fragment of the Ballad of King Arthur and the King of Cornwall.

[MS. Per-❝ cy, p. 24.]

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OME here my cozen, Gawain, fo gay,

My fifters fonne be yee;

For you shall fee one of the faireft Round Tables,
That ever you fee wth your eye."

Then befpake [the] Lady Q. Guenever,

& these were the words faid fhee,

"I know where a Round Table is, thou noble K:

Is worth thy Round Table & other fuch 3.

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The treftle that stands under this Round Table," she said,
"Lowe downe to the mould,

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"Or where may all that goodly building be?"
"You shall it feeke," fhee fayd, "❝ till you it find,
For you shall never gett more of me."

Then befpake him noble K: Arthur,

These were the words faid hee;

"Ile make mine avow to God,

& alfoe to the Trinity,

Ile never fleepe one night, there as I doe another,
Till yt Round Table I fee;

Sr Marramiles, & Sr Trifteram,
Fellowes yt ye shall bee.