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
Horn gan hys swerd gripe,
And on his arm hyt wipe. 644
Þe sarazin so he smot,
Þat al hys blod was hot.
At þe furste dunte
Hys heued of gan wente. 648
Þo go{n}ne{n} þo hundes gon
Aȝenes horn alon.
Horn gan is swerd g{ri}pe,
ant on is arm hit wype. 644
þe sarazy{n} he hitte so,
þ{a}t is hed fel to ys to.
[_No gap in MS._ . .
. . . . . . . . . .]
þo gonne þe houndes gone
aȝeynes horn ys one.
[Headnote: _Horn bears the leader’s head before the king._]
[Sidenote: looking on his ring, slays a hundred more.]
He lokede on þe ringe,
{And} þoȝte on rimenilde. 652
He sloȝ þer on haste
On hundred bi þe laste.
Ne miȝte noman telle
Þ{a}t folc þ{a}t he gan quelle. 656
Of alle þ{a}t were aliue
Ne miȝte þer non þriue.
He lokede on his gode ringe,
And þoute on reymild þe yenge. 652
He slow þer on haste
An hundred at þe leste.
[_No gap in MS._ . . . .
. . . . . . . . . .] 656
Of þat þe were aryue,
Fewe he leued on liue.
[Sidenote: [leaf 87]]
He Lokede on is rynge,
ant þohte o rymenyld þe ȝynge. 652
he sloh þer of þe beste
an houndred at þe leste.
ne mihte no mon telle
alle þ{a}t he gon quelle. 656
of þ{a}t þer were o ryue
he lafte lut o lyue.
[Sidenote: Horn fixes the leader’s head on the point of his sword, and
bears it before the king.]
Horn tok þe maist{er}es heued,
Þ{a}t he hadde him bireued, 660
And sette hit on his swerde,
Anouen at þan orde.
He verde hom in to halle,
Among þe kniȝtes alle. 664
Þe meyst{er} kinges heued
He haddit him by reued. 660
He settit on hys swerde,
Anoven on þe horde,
Til he com to halle,
Among þe knictes alle. 664
¶ Horn tok þe maister heued,
þat he hi{m} hade byreued, 660
ant sette on is suerde,
abouen o þen orde.
he ferde hom to halle,
among þe knyhtes alle, 664
[Headnote: _Horn relates his adventure._]
[Sidenote: Horn relates his adventure.]
“Kyng,” he sede, “wel þu sitte,
And alle þine kniȝtes mitte.
To day, after mi dubbing,
So irod on mi pleing, 668
I fond o schup Rowe,
Þo hit gan to flowe,
Al wiþ sarazines kyn,
And none londisse Men. 672
To dai, for to pine
Þe {and} alle þine.
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