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When þe king haþ y-herd þis
Þat þe men him teld, y-wis,
An gode while he him bi-þouȝt,
Er þan þat he speke mouȝt.
‘Sir,’ quaþ Gij, ‘no care þou nouȝt:
Þer-of no haue þou no þouȝt.
Into Norþ-humberlond ichil wende,
& ȝif ich þat best may fende,
Ich him schal ouercome þurch godes miȝt;
For wiþ him ichil hold fiȝt.’
‘Gij,’ quaþ þe king, ‘schaltow nouȝt so.
No wille ich þat þou al-on go.
An hundred kniȝtes schul wende wiþ þe,
Þat þou may þe sikerer be.’
Gij answerd anon riȝt,
‘Nold neuer god ful of miȝt
Þat for a best onlepi
Schuld so miche folk traueli.’
At þe king his leue he nam,
And hom to his in he cam.

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His felawes he lete þer ichon:
Wiþ him most go neuer on
Bot Herhaud, þat was gode at nede,
& oþer to kniȝtes y-armed on stede.