Early English Alliterative Poems: in the West-Midland Dialect of the Fourteenth Century
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Early English Alliterative Poems: in the West-Midland Dialect of the Fourteenth Century
English poetry -- Middle English, 1100-1500
Stepe stayred stones of his stoute throne. 1396
Þe{n}ne watȝ alle þe halle flor hiled w{i}t{h} knyȝtes,
& barou{n}es at þe side-bordes bounet ay-where,
For non watȝ dressed vpon dece bot þe dere seluen,
& his clere concubynes i{n} cloþes ful bryȝt. 1400
[Sidenote: When all are seated, service begins.]
When alle segges were þ{er} set, þe{n} seruyse bygy{n}nes,
[Sidenote: Trumpets sound everywhere.]
Sturnen trumpen strake steuen i{n} halle,
Aywhere by þe wowes wrasten krakkes,
[Sidenote: [Fol. 76b.]]
& brode baneres þer-bi blusnande of gold; 1404
[Sidenote: Bread is served upon silver dishes.]
Burnes berande þe[70] bredes vpon brode skeles,
Þat were of sylu{er}en syȝt & se{er}ved[71] þ{er}-wyth,
Lyfte logges þer-ou{er} & on lofte coruen,
Pared out of paper & poynted of golde,[72] 1408
Broþe baboynes abof, besttes an-vnder,
Foles i{n} foler flakerande bi-twene,
& al i{n} asure & ynde enaumayld ryche,
[Sidenote: All sorts of musical instruments are heard in the
hall.]
& al on blonkken bak bere hit on honde. 1412
& ay þe nakeryn noyse, notes of pipes,
Ty{m}bres & tabornes, tulket amo{n}g,
Sy{m}bales & soneteȝ sware þe noyse,
& bougou{n}ȝ busch bat{er}ed so þikke; 1416
So watȝ serued fele syþe þe sale alle aboute,
[Sidenote: The king, surrounded by his loves, drinks copiously
of wine.]
W{i}t{h} solace at þe sere course, bifore þe self lorde,
Þer þe lede & alle his loue lenged at þe table.
[Sidenote: It gets into his head and stupifies him.]
So faste þay weȝed to hi{m} wyne, hit warmed his hert 1420
& breyþed vppe i{n} to his brayn & blemyst his my{n}de,
& al waykned his wyt, & wel neȝe he foles,
For he wayteȝ onwyde, his wenches he byholdes,
& his bolde baronage, aboute bi þe woȝes; 1424
[Sidenote: A cursed thought takes possession of him.]
Þe{n}ne a dotage ful depe drof to his hert,
& a caytif cou{n}sayl he caȝt bi hy{m} seluen.
[Headnote: BELSHAZZAR BRINGS OUT THE SACRED VESSELS TO DECK THE
FESTIVE HALL.]
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