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Þan seyd to Loer þerl Aubri:
‘Þe ich biteche mi sone Tirri.
Alder-first Iesu heuen king
& þe y biteche mi ȝongling.
No may ich for eld trauaily:
Hom ichil wende now an hye.’

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He bitauȝt hem god & gode day,
He lete hem þar, & went his way.
Gij and Herhaud þe maiden gan forþ lede,
Oysel sche hete wiþ þe rode so rede.
Gret iurne þai riden þat day,
Fram Gormoise þai riden owai
Wele fiften mile oþer mo:
For gret hete þai resten hem þo.
In a pleyne þai liȝten hem snelle,
Þer þai wald resten & duelle.
When þai aliȝt þe kniȝtes fre,
Alle þai wende y-nomen to be.
Þan seyd Otus of Paui:
‘Herkeneþ to me, al mi compeynie,
Þe Loreins & þe Lombardes ichon,
Alle þat in our side riden & gon:
Bi þe rede of þe douke Loer
Ichot boþe kniȝt & squier
Þat ȝe Gij, Herhaud, & Tirri binde
Fast her hondes hem bi-hinde.
In-to Loreine we lede hem snelle:
Tomorwe we schul hem hongen alle.
Who so him feyneþ hem to nime
Forþ wiþ hem men schal him blim.’