Old French Romances, Done into EnglishMorris, William
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Old French Romances, Done into English
Morris, William
French literature -- To 1500 -- Translations into English; Romances; Tales, Medieval
company wilt thou be nought worsened.” “Fair friend,” said Sir Robin, “a
knight am I verily. And where I may look to find war, thitherward would
I draw full willingly. But tell me what thou hast to name?” “Sir,” said
she, “I have to name John.” “In a good hour,” quoth the knight. “And
thou, sir, how hight thou?” “John,” said he, “I have to name Robin.”
“Sir Robin, retain me as thine esquire, and I will serve thee to my
power.” “John, so would I with a good will. But so little of money have
I that I must needs sell my horse before three days are worn. Wherefore
I wot not how to do to retain thee.” “Sir,” said John, “be not dismayed
thereof, for God will aid thee if it please him. But tell me where thou
wilt eat thy dinner?” “John, my dinner will soon be made; for not
another penny have I than three sols of Paris.” “Sir,” said John, “be
nought dismayed thereof, for I have hard on ten pounds Tournais, whereof
thou shalt not lack, if thou hast not to spend at thy will.” “Fair
friend John, have thou mickle thanks.”
Then made they good speed to Montlhery: there John dight meat for his
lord and they ate. When they had eaten, the knight slept in a bed and
John at his feet. When they had slept, John did on the bridles, and they
mounted and gat to the road. They went so far by their journeys that
they came to Marseilles-on-sea; but of war they heard no word there,
whereof were they much sorry. But now leaveth the tale to tell of them
two, and returneth to tell of Sir Raoul, who had by falsehood gained the
land of Sir Robin.
Here telleth the tale that so long did Sir Raoul hold the land of Sir
Robin without righteous cause, for seven years’ wearing. Then he took a
great sickness and of that sickness was sore beaten down, insomuch that
he was on the point of death. Now he doubted much the transgression
which he had done against the fair lady the daughter of his lord, and
against her husband also, whereby they were undone, both of them by
occasion of his malice. Exceeding ill at ease was he of his wrongdoing,
which was so great that he durst not confess it.
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