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106 THOMAS OF EKSSELDOT7NE.
In to the haulle sothely scho went;
Thomas foloued at hir hande ;
Than ladyes come, bothe faire and gent,
With curtassye to hir knelande. im
Harpe and fethill bothe thay fande, Getterne, and als so the sawtrye; Lutte and rybybe, bothe gangande, And all manere of mynstralsye.
The most meruelle that Thomas thoghte, iss
When that he stode appon the flore;
Ffor feftty hertes in were broghte,
That were bothe ' largely' grete and store.
Raches laye lapande in the blode, Cokes come with dryssynge knyfe ; 200
They brittened tham als thay were wode; Eeuelle amanges thame was full ryfe.
Knyghtis dawnsede by three and three, Thare was revelle, gamen, and playe, Lufly ladyes, faire and free, 205
That satte and sange one riche araye.
Thomas duellide in that solace
More than I yowe saye, perde;
Till one a daye, so hafe I grace,
My lufly lady sayde to mee : sio |
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