 | Guy of Warwick |  |
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Sir Gij went in his way forþ riȝt,Oft he þonked god almiȝt
Þat þe geaunt was slawe.
To Warwike he went, to þat cite
Þer he was lord of þat cuntre
To hold wiþ riȝt lawe.
He nas knowen þer of no man,
When he to þe castel ȝates cam:
Þerof he was ful fawe.
Among þe pouer men he him dede
Þer þai weren vp in a stede,
& sett him on a rawe.
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& Feliis þe countas was þer þan:In þis warld was non better wiman,
In gest as-so we rede;
For þritten pouer men & ȝete mo
For hir lordes loue sche loued so
Ich day sche gan fede,
Wiþ þan god & our leuedi
Schuld saue hir lord sir Gij,
& help him at his nede.
Sche no stint noiþer day no niȝt,
For him sche bisouȝt god almiȝt
Wiþ bedes & almos dede.
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On a day þe leuedi went to mete,& bad men schuld biforn hir fete
Hir pouer men al biden,
& men brouȝt hem euerichon,
& Gij of Warwike was þat on
Of þo ich þritten.
In his hert he hadde gret care,
Þat he schuld be knawen þare
Of hem þat hadde him sen,
Ac þer was non so wise of siȝt
Þat him þer knowe miȝt:
So misais he was & lene.
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