The Romaunce of the Sowdone of Babylone and of Ferumbras His Sone Who Conquerede Rome
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The Romaunce of the Sowdone of Babylone and of Ferumbras His Sone Who Conquerede Rome
Charlemagne, Emperor, 742-814 -- Romances; English poetry -- Middle English, 1100-1500; Romances, English
He saide, certeynly he ne wolde;
The bataile vttirly he refused. because Charles had
“The laste day ye preised faste praised the old
The oolde knightes of he[rh] worthynes. 1088 knights. [leaf 27]
Let hem goon fortħ, I haue no haste, “May they show their
Thai may goo shewen he[rh] prowes.” valour now.” Charles,
For that worde the kinge was wrothe vexed, smites Roland
And smote him on the mouthe on̄ hye, 1092 on the mouth, so that
The bloode at his nose oute-goth, the blood springs
And saide “traito«ur», thou shalte a-bye.” from his nose, and he
“A-bye” q«uo»d Roulande “wole I noughte, calls him a traitor.
And traito«ur» was I never none, 1096
By þat lord, þat me dere hath bought!”
And braide oute Durnedale þe[rh] anone. Roland draws his
He wolde haue smyten̄ the kinge the[rh], sword, but the other
Ne hadde the barons ronne bytwene; 1100 barons separate them
The kinge with-drowe him for fe[rh] and try to conciliate
And passed home as it myght beste bene. them.
The Barons made hem at one
With grete praye[rh] and instaunce, 1104
As every wrath moste over-gone, Meanwhile Oliver,
Of the more myschiefe to make voydaunce. who, being sorely
Olyuere herde telle of this, wounded, kept his
That in his bedde laye seke sore. 1108 bed, on hearing of
He armede him ful sone I-wisse, this dispute, had
And to the kinge he wente withoute more armed himself and
And saide “Sir Kinge, a bone graunte me went to Charles. He
For alle the servyse, that I haue done, 1112 reminds him of his
To fight with þat kinge so free long services, and
To morue day, ere it be none.” demands the battle.
Charles answered to Olyue[rh]: Charles remonstrates
“Thou arte seke and woundede sore, 1116 with him.
And thou also my cosyn̄ dere,
Therfore speke thereof no more.”—
“Sir Kinge” he saide “I am alle hoole, But Oliver insists.
I aske you this bone in goddis name.” 1120
[p033 OLIVER GOES TO FIGHT WITH FERUMBRAS.]
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