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THE HORN OF KING ARTHUR. 23
Ffor after mete, without distans, The cockwolds schuld together danse, Euery man with hys brother.
Than began a nobull game :
The cockwolds together came i«
Befor the erle and the kyng; In skerlet kyrtells over one, The cokwoldes stodyn euerychon,
Eedy vnto the dansyng.
Than seyd the kyng in hye, us
" Go fyll my bugyll hastely,
And bryng it to my hond. I wyll asey with a gyne All the cokwolds that her is in ;
To know them wyll I fond." lat
Than seyd the erle, " for charyte, In what skyll, tell me,
A cokwold may I know ? " To the erle the kyng ansuerd, " Syr, be myn hore berd, uj
Thou schall se within a throw."
The bugyll was brought the kyng to hond. Then seyd the kyng, " I vnderstond,
Thys home that je here se, Ther is no cockwold, fer ne nere, is)
Here of to drynke hath no power,
As wyde as Crystiante, |
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