Sith he buskyd hym~ to ride In to a lond there be-syde, f. 112b. Antioche it hight. Sevyn~ yere at the Cite he lay 2230 And had bateƚƚ euery good ffryday, [2331] Vppon~ the Sarȝins bryght; And be the VII yere were gone, The child, that the liberd had tane, Found hym his fiƚƚ off ffyght . . . . . . 2235 [Linenote: 2230-32 put before 2227-29 MS.] [Headnote: TORRENT’S SON LEOBERTUS FIGHTS AGAINST HIM.] (194) [Sidenote: The King of Jerusalem sends 50,000 knights,] The kyng of Ierusalem~ herd teƚƚ Of this lord good and feƚƚ, How doughtyly he hym bare. Vppon~ his knyght{es} can he caƚƚ, ‘Ordeyn~ swith among you aƚƚ, 2240 For no thing that ye spare!’ [2341] They buskyd hem oute of the land, The nombre off ffyfty thousa{n}d, Ageyn Torent ffor to ffare . . . . [Linenote: 2243. _thousaid_ MS.] (195) [Sidenote: and his adopted son Leobertus (Torrent’s second boy)] The kyng of Ierusalem said thus: 2245 ‘My dere son, Liobertus, That thou be bold and wight! Thou shalt be here and defend the lond From that fals trayto{r}s hond And take the ordre of a knyght.’ 2250 He yaue hym armes, or he did passe: [2351] Right as he ffound was, O{n} gold he bare bryght A liberd of asure bla A child be-twene his armes twa: 2255 Woo was her, that {se} it {my}ght! [Linenotes: 2246. _Liobertious_ MS. 2253. _On_] _Of_ MS. 2254. _blay_ (!) MS. 2255. _tway_ MS. 2256. _ffulle woo_ MS. _se it m._] _it ought_ MS.] (196) [Sidenote: against Torrent. Torrent’s son Leobertus captures him.] Sir Torent wold no lenger abyde, But thederward gan~ he ride; And to the feld were brought Two knyght{es}, that were there in stede; f. 113a. 2260 Many a man did they to blede, [2361] Such woundis they wrought. There durst no man com~ Torent nere, But his son, as ye may here, Though he knew hym nought. 2265 Aƚƚ to nought he bet his shild, But he toke his fader in the feld, Though he there of eviƚƚ thought. [Headnote: TORRENT IS IMPRISOND IN JERUSALEM.] (197) [Sidenote: Torrent is taken to Jerusalem] Whan~ s{ir} Torent was takyn~ than~, His men fled than~, euery man~, 2270 They durst no lenger abyde. [2371] Gret ruth it was to be hold, How his sword he did vp-hold To his son~ that tyde. To Ierusalem~ he did hym~ lede, 2275 His actone and his other wede, Aƚƚ be the kyngis side; ‘Sir,’ he said, ‘haue no care, Thou shalte lyve and welfare, But lower ys thy pryde!’ 2280 (198)