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V. VERSE OF SIR TRISTREM.

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[I have translated the entire poem.]

Geten and born was so,
The child was fair and white,
Nas never Rohand so wo,
He wist not what to wite;
To childbed ded he go,
His owhen wiif al so tite,
Said he had children to,
On hem was his delite,
Bi Crist,
In court men cleped him so,
Tho Tram bifor the Trist.