Havelok the Dane (Legendary character) -- Romances
+Þe king ne mowcte don no more,
But yerne preyede godes ore;
And dede him hosle{n} wel and shriue, 212
[Sidenote: The king does penance.]
I woth, fif hu{n}dred siþes and fiue;
An ofte dede him sore swinge,
And wit hondes smerte di{n}ge;
So þat þe blod ran of his fleys, 216
Þat tendre was, and swiþe neys.
[11]And sone gaf it euere-il del;
He made his quiste swiþe wel.
[Sidenote: He makes his will.]
Wan it was goue{n}, ne micte me{n} finde 220
So mikel me{n} micte hi{m} in winde,
Of his i{n} arke, ne in chiste,
In engelond þat noma{n} wiste:
For al was youe{n}, faire and wel, 224
Þat him was leued no catel.
[Footnote 11: Some lines appear to be wanting here, such as--
“He þoucte his quiste þan to make,
His catel muste he wel bitake,” &c.]
[Headnote: KING ATHELWOLD DIES.]
+Þa{n}ne he hauede be{n} ofte swngen,
[Sidenote: [Fol. 205, col. 2.]]
Ofte shriue{n}, and ofte dungen,
“_In man{us} tuas_, lou[{er}]de,” he seyde, 228
Her þat he þe speche leyde.
[Sidenote: The king dies.]
To ihe{s}u crist bigan to calle,
And deyede biforn his heyme{n} alle.
Þan he was ded, þere micte me{n} se 232
Þe meste sorwe that micte be;
Þer was sobbing, siking, and sor,
Handes wri{n}gi{n}g, and drawi{n}g bi hor.
[Sidenote: All mourn for him.]
Alle greten swiþe sore, 236
Riche and poure þat þere wore;
An mikel sorwe hauede{n} alle,
Leuedyes i{n} boure, knictes i{n} halle.
[Sidenote: Masses are sung for him.]
+Quan þat sorwe was somdel laten, 240
And he hauede{n} longe graten,
Belles dede{n} he sone ri{n}gen,
Monkes and p{re}stes messe singen;
And saut{er}es deden he manie reden, 244
Þat god self shulde his soule lede{n}
Into heuene, biforn his sone,
And þer wit-uten hende wone.
[Sidenote: He is buried and the earl takes possession,
till the maiden is twenty years old.]
Þan he was to þe erþe brouth, 248
Þe riche erl ne foryat nouth,
Þat he ne dede al engelond
Sone sayse i{n}til his hond;
And in þe castels leth he[12] do 252
Þe knictes he micte triste{n} to;
And alle þe englis dede he swere[{n}],
Þat he shulde{n} him ghod fey baren;
He yaf alle me{n}, þat god þoucte, 256
Liuen and deyen til þat him moucte,[13]
Til þat þe kinges dowter wore
Tuenti wint{er} hold, and more.
[Footnote 12: Sir F. Madden printed “lechhe”; but the MS. may
be read “leth he.”]
[Footnote 13: So in MS. But the sense requires
“He gaf alle men, þat god _him_ þouchte,
Liuen and deyen til þat _he_ mouete,” &c.]
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