King Horn, Floriz and Blauncheflur, The Assumption of Our Lady
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King Horn, Floriz and Blauncheflur, The Assumption of Our Lady
English poetry -- Middle English, 1100-1500; Mary, Blessed Virgin, Saint -- Legends; Romances, English
ant wiþ hi{m} mony honder.
þer fore me þuncheþ wonder
þ{a}t he ne comeþ to fyhte;
god ȝeue hi{m} þe myhte, 1428
þ{a}t wynd hi{m} hider dryue,
to don hem alle of lyue.
ant slowen kyng mury
hornes cunesmon hardy. 1432
Horn, of londe hue senten;
tuelf children wiþ hi{m} wenten.
[Headnote: _The knight proves to be Athulf’s father._]
[Sidenote: He continues to tell how his son, Athulf, is Horn’s faithful
companion.]
Amo{n}g hem aþulf þe gode,
Min oȝene child, my leue fode. 1436
Ef horn child is hol and sund,
{And} Aþulf biþute wund,
He luueþ hi{m} so dere,
{And} is him so stere, 1440
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Miȝte iseo{n} he{m} tueie,
For ioie i scholde deie.” 1444
Þer mong was ayol þe gode,
Myn owe child, myn owe fode. 1436
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He louede horn wel derne,
And horn hym also ȝerne. 1440
Ȝyf horn hys hol and sounde,
Ayol ne tyt no wounde.
Bote ich nou se hem tweye,
I wys ich wolle deye.” 1444
wiþ he{m} wes aþulf þe gode,
mi child, myn oune fode. 1436
ȝef horn is hol ant sounde,
aþulf tit no wounde.
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. . . . . . . . . .] 1440
he louede horn wiþ mihte,
{ant} he hi{m} wiþ ryhte.
ȝef y myhte se hem tueye,
þenne ne rohti forte deye.” 1444
[Sidenote: The two make themselves known, and a joyful scene of
recognition follows.]
¶ “Kniȝt, beo þa{n}ne bliþe,
Mest of alle siþe.
Horn {and} Aþulf his fere,
Boþe hi be{n} here.” 1448
To horn he gan gon,
{And} g{re}tte hi{m} anon.
“Knyt, be swiþe blyþe,
Mest of alle syþe.
Ayol and horn yfere
Boþe he ben here.” 1448
Þe knyt to hem ga{n} steppe,
And in armes cleppe.
¶ “knyht, be þenne blyþe,
mest of alle syþe.
Aþulf, {ant} horn is fere,
boþe-we beþ here.” 1448
Þe knyht to horn gan skippe,
{ant} in his armes clippe.
Muche ioie hi makede þere,
Þe while hi togadere were. 1452
“Childre,” he sede, “hu habbe ȝe fare?
Þ{a}t ihc ȝou seȝ hit is ful ȝare.
Wulle ȝe þis lo{n}de wi{n}ne,
{And} sle þat þ{er}is i{n}ne?” 1456
Þe joie þat he made,
Myȝte no ma{n} rede. 1452
He seyde wit steuene ȝare,
“Children, hou abbe ȝe fare?
Wolle ȝe þis lond wi{n}ne,
And wonye þer inne?” 1456
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