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
Þo Clarice com into þe tur,
He axede aft{er} blau{n}cheflur.
“Sire, ihc wende hire finde here;
He was arise are ihc were. 604
Nis heo noȝt icume ȝete?”
Q{ua}þ he, “heo duteþ me to lite.”
Þo clarisse com in to þe tur,
Þe amiral askede blanchefl[ur],
{and} askede whi heo ne come,
Also heo was woned to done.
“Heo was arise are ich were,
Ich wende hire habbe ifunde þere.
What nis heo . . icome . .
Wod heo . . . me to . .
[Headnote: _The ‘Admiral’ finds the children in bed together._]
[Sidenote: sends his chamberlain, who finds the two children in bed
together.]
Forþ he cleped his Chamburlayn~,
And bade him wende w{i}t{h} his mayn~
[Sidenote: [109 _a_]]
To wete why she wyl not com{e} 884
As she was wonyd to doon~.
Þe Chamburlayn~ is forth noom~;
In to Chambre he is coom~,
He clupede to hi{m} his chau{m}berlayn,
And het hi{m} go wiþ alle mayn, 608
For to wite whi heo ne come
To his heste suthe sone.
Forþ he wende sone anon
To hire chau{m}bre þ{a}t he com. 612
. . . . . . . chaumberlen
. . . . . . . his . .
. . . . . . . . . . .
So heo was . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . .
And stondeþ byfore hur bedde, 888
And fyndeþ þere, nebbe to nebbe,
Nebbe to nebbe, and mouþ to mouþ.
To þe Amyral it was sone couþ;
Vp in to þe Toure he steyȝ, 892
And told his lord al þ{a}t he seyȝ.
In hire bedde he fond tuo,
Wel faste iclupt, aslepe bo,
Neb to neb {and} muþ to muþ;
Sone were here soreȝ{er}en cuþ. 616
[T]o þe Admiral sone he teȝ
[A]nd tolde him what he iseȝ.
. . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . .
[Sidenote: [_leaf 8, back_]]
. . . . . a ȝe . . . .
. . his louerd wat he i aȝheþ
{and} ȝet he þouhte, are he hem quelle,
Wat he were hui scholden telle.
{and} seþþe he þoute he{m} to deþe don.
[Sidenote: The Admiral then goes with drawn sword and finds the
children.]
Þe Amyral late him his swerd bryng{e},
For wete he wolde of~ þat tydyng{e}:
[_No gap in MS._]
He went to hem þ{er}e þey lay: 896
Ȝit was she a-slepe þ{er}e ay.
[Þe] Admiral het his suerd bringe;
[Iw]ite he wolde of þus þinge. 620
[Fo]rþ he wende wiþ al his mayn,
[He] {and} his chaumberlayn.
[In] þe bed heo fond tueie;
[Ȝit] was þe slep in here eie. 624
Þe amirayl bed his swerd him bringe
W[i]te he wolde of þisse tiþinge.
Vorþ he wende mid al his mayn,
Þat he com þer hei boþe leie.
Þe ȝet was þe slep in here eȝe.
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