 | The Metrical Chronicle of Robert of Gloucester |  |
Edmond Edred
At seint austines day it was as it valþ in may
Þe king bi huld aboute & þe traytour ysay
& auisede him suiþe wel wat man it were
& þo he sey þat þis lof þis traytour sat þere
He hupte him vp fram þe bord in gret wraþþe ynou
& hente þis lof bi þe top & fram þe bord him drou
& defoulede him vnder him mid hond & mid fote
Þis þef þat lay bi neþe þoȝte on luþer bote
& smot þen king þat lay bineþe in þe brust dep ynou
To grete harm of al þe lond þe gode king so slou
Þat folc to drou þat traytour ech lime pece mele
Þe king bigan bi is lif is god wol wyde dele
& þe toun of pokele chirche & oþere þat þer were
He ȝef in to glastingbury & let him burye þere
& þere he liþ ȝut to þis day ac ynot to wuche dome
Þe toun suþþe of pokel chirche fram glastingbury come
Seint dunston was at glastinbury þo þe king ywounded was
Þe king bi huld aboute & þe traytour ysay
& auisede him suiþe wel wat man it were
& þo he sey þat þis lof þis traytour sat þere
He hupte him vp fram þe bord in gret wraþþe ynou
& hente þis lof bi þe top & fram þe bord him drou
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Þis þef þat lay bi neþe þoȝte on luþer bote
& smot þen king þat lay bineþe in þe brust dep ynou
To grete harm of al þe lond þe gode king so slou
Þat folc to drou þat traytour ech lime pece mele
Þe king bigan bi is lif is god wol wyde dele
& þe toun of pokele chirche & oþere þat þer were
He ȝef in to glastingbury & let him burye þere
& þere he liþ ȝut to þis day ac ynot to wuche dome
Þe toun suþþe of pokel chirche fram glastingbury come
Seint dunston was at glastinbury þo þe king ywounded was
Ȝut þoru ioye of þe deuel he wuste of þat cas
Vor þe deuel com biuore him & hoppede & lou
& saylede & pleyde & made ioye ynou
Þis holy mon wuste anon wy is ioye was
& þat for some meschaunce of þe king he made so glad pas
Toward pokele chirche he wende hastiliche & bliue
& me tolde him bi þe weye þat he was out of þis liue
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& saylede & pleyde & made ioye ynou
Þis holy mon wuste anon wy is ioye was
& þat for some meschaunce of þe king he made so glad pas
Toward pokele chirche he wende hastiliche & bliue
& me tolde him bi þe weye þat he was out of þis liue
Edred was þo king anon after edmund is broþer
Vor is tueye sones so ȝonge were þat me ne miȝte abbe hor noþer
God man edred was ynou & to godnesse drou anon
& moche louede holy chirche & þe godemon sein dunston
Men of norþhumberlond were aȝen him vaste
& of scotlond al so ac hor poer lute ylaste
Vor wat wiþ loue wat wiþ eye he broȝte hom alle to is wille
& hor olde seruage made hom holde al stille
Vourtene ȝer he was king & at is ende day
Me tolde sein dunston vore þat he sik lay
To him he wende hastiliche bi þe weye ywis
He hurde angles singe an hey bi þe luft þis
Þe king edred nou aslepe in our louerd is
Þo wuste seint dunston þat he was ywent to heuene blis
Vor is tueye sones so ȝonge were þat me ne miȝte abbe hor noþer
God man edred was ynou & to godnesse drou anon
& moche louede holy chirche & þe godemon sein dunston
Men of norþhumberlond were aȝen him vaste
& of scotlond al so ac hor poer lute ylaste
Vor wat wiþ loue wat wiþ eye he broȝte hom alle to is wille
& hor olde seruage made hom holde al stille
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Me tolde sein dunston vore þat he sik lay
To him he wende hastiliche bi þe weye ywis
He hurde angles singe an hey bi þe luft þis
Þe king edred nou aslepe in our louerd is
Þo wuste seint dunston þat he was ywent to heuene blis
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