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
So fele miȝten yþe
Bringe hem þre to diþe.
¶ Þe pains come to londe
{And} neme hit in here honde. 64
Þ{a}t folc hi gu{n}ne quelle
{And} churchen for to felle.
Sone micte{n} atteþ[KH-1]
Bri{n}gen þre deþe.
Þe paynimes come{n} to londe
And nome{n} hyt al to honde. 64
Cherches he go{n}ne{n} felle,
And folc he go{n}ne quelle.
[Footnote KH-1: after þ a letter erased]
so fele myhten eþe
bringe þre to deþe.
þe payns come to londe
{ant} nomen hit an honde. 64
þe folk hy gonne quelle
{ant} sarazyns to felle.
Þer ne moste libbe
Þe fremde ne þe sibbe, 68
Bute hi here laȝe asoke
{And} to here toke.
Of alle wymmanne
Wurst was godhild þanne. 72
Þer ne micte libbe
Þe fremde ne þe sibbe, 68
Bote he here ley forsoken
And to here token.
Of alle wi{m}menne
Verst was godyld o{n}ne. 72
þer ne myhte libbe
þe fremede ne þe sibbe, 68
bote he is lawe forsoke
{ant} to huere toke.
of alle wymmanne
werst wes godyld þanne. 72
[Sidenote: Godhild grieves much,]
For Murri heo weop sore
{And} for horn ȝute more.
[_No gap in MS._ . . . .
. . . . . . . . . .] 76
For moy he wep sore
And for horn wel more.
Godild hauede so michel sore
Micte no wimma{n} habbe more. 76
for Allof hy wepeþ sore
{ant} for horn ȝet more.
Godild hade so muche sore
þ{a}t habbe myhte hue na more. 76
[Headnote: _Godhild takes refuge in a cave._]
[Sidenote: but retires alone to a cave, where she continues to observe
the Christian religion.]
He wenten vt of halle,
Fram hire Maidenes alle,
Vnder a roche of stone.
Þer heo liuede alone. 80
Þer heo s{er}uede gode,
Aȝenes þe paynes forbode.
Þe vente hout of halle,
Fram hire maydenes alle,
In to a roche of stone.
Þar he wonede allone. 80
Þer he seruede god,
Ayenes þe houndes forbod.
hue wente out of halle,
from hire maidnes alle,
vnder a roche of stone.
þer hue wonede al one. 80
þer hue seruede gode,
aȝeyn þe payenes forbode.
Þer he seruede c{ri}ste,
Þ{a}t no payn hit ne wiste. 84
Eu{e}re heo bad for horn child,
Þ{a}t Iesu c{ri}st him beo myld.
Horn was in paynes honde
Wiþ his feren of þe londe. 88
Muchel was his fairhede,
For ih{es}u c{ri}st hi{m} makede.
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