Then befpake him noble Arthur, & these were the words faid he; "What weapons wilt thou have, thou gentle knight, I pray thee tell to me?" He fayes, "Collen brand Ile have in my hand, & a Millaine knife faft be my knee; & a Danish axe faft in my hands, Yt a fure weapon I thinke wilbe." Then wth his Collen brand, yt he had in his hand, Wth 7 heads, & one body. The fyer towards the element flew, Out of his mouth, where was great plentie; The knight stoode in the middle, & fought, Till his Collaine brand brake in his hand, & his Millaine knife burst on his knee; & then the Danish axe burst in his hand first, Yt a fure2 weapon he thought fhold be. 160 165 170 175 And when he came to the Ks chamber, He cold of his curtefie; Sayes', "fleep you, wake you, noble K: Arthur? & then forth is gone Burlow-beanie, As faft as he cold hie; & feitch he did that faire fteed, & came againe by & by. Then befpake him Sr Marramile, & these were the words faid hee; "Riding of this steed, brother Bredbeddle, The mastery belongs to me." Marramiles tooke the steed to his hand, To ryd him he was full bold; He cold noe more make him goe, Then a child of 3 yeere old. He faid1 uppon him wth heele & hand, Wth yard that was foe fell; Helpe! brother Bredbeddle," fays Marramile, "For I thinke he be the devill of hell." "Helpe! brother Bredbeddle," says Marramile, "Helpe! for Christs pittye; For wthout thy help, brother Bredbeddle, He will never be rydden for2 me." Then befpake him Sr Bredbeddle, These were the words faid he; "I coniure thee, thou Burlow-beane, Thou tell me how this steed was riddin in his country." He faith," there is a gold wand, Stands in K: Cornwalls ftudy windowe. 235 240 245 250 255 |