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Þe kniȝtes deden as he hem bad,To his lemman he was lad,
Þat was hoten aufanye,
Þat was kinges douȝter garsie,
& ȝo was glad of þat present,
To do clareles comaundement.
Roulond & oliuer fouȝten,
Þat of here liues nouȝt ne rouȝten.
Þei hadden fouȝten ouer myȝte,
Þei ne miȝte no lengere dure to fiȝte,
An[d] a non turnden here steeden,
& flowen for þei ne myȝten nouȝt speden.
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