Ne beo we noȝt iliche, Horn is fairer {and} riche, 332 Fairer bi one ribbe Þane eni Man þ{a}t libbe. Þeȝ horn were vnder Molde, Oþ{er} elles wher he wolde, 336 Oþer henne a þuse{n}d Mile, Ihc nolde him ne þe bigile.” ¶ Rymenhild hire biwente, {And} Aþelbrus fule heo schente. 340 Horn his fayr and riche, Be we naut yliche, 332 Fayror hond{er} ribbe Þan onyman þat libbe. Þei horn were hond{er} molde Oþer elles qwere e wolde, 336 Hanne ou{er} a þousond mile, Ne schulde ich him bigile.” Reymyld hire bi wende, Þe stiward sone he schende. 340 ne be we nout yliche, for horn is fayr {ant} ryche, 332 fayrore by one ribbe þen ani mon þat libbe. þah horn were vnder molde, {ant} oþer elle wher he sholde, 336 hennes a þousent milen, y nulle him bigilen.” ¶ rymenild hire by wente, ant Athelbrus þus heo shende, 340 [Headnote: _Rymenhild rages at Athelbrus._] [Sidenote: Rymenhild storms at Athelbrus, and drives him from the bower.] “He{n}nes þu go, þu fule þeof, Ne wurstu me neure more leof Went vt of my bur, Wiþ muchel mesauenteur. 344 Schame mote þu fonge {And} on hiȝe rode anhonge. Ne spek ihc noȝt wiþ horn, Nis he noȝt so vnorn. 348 Hor[n] is fairer þane beo he, Wiþ muchel schame mote þu deie.” “Aylbrous, þu foule þef, Ne worstu me neu{er}e lef. Wend out of mi bour{e}, Wyt muchel mesaue{n}ture. 344 Heuele ded mote þou fonge And on heuele rode on honge. Spak ich nou with horn, His he nowt me biforn. 348 He his fayror of liue; Wend out he{n}ne bilyue.” “Aþelbrus, þou foule þef, ne worþest þou me neuer lef. went out of my boure, shame þe mote by shoure, 344 ant euel hap to vnderfonge {ant} euele rode on to honge. Ne speke y nout wiþ horne, nis he nout so vnorne. 348 [_No gap in MS._ . . . . . . . . . . . .] [Headnote: _Athelbrus promises to bring Horn._] ¶ Aþelbrus in a stunde Fel anon to grunde. 352 “Lefdi, Min oȝe, Liþe me a litel þroȝe. Þo aylbrous a stounde On kneus fel to grunde. 352 “A, leuedy, min howe, Lyþe a litel þrowe. ¶ Þo Athelbrus astounde fel aknen to grounde. 352 “ha, leuedy, myn owe, me lyþe a lutel þrowe, [Sidenote: Athelbrus explains his fears,]