 | Guy of Warwick |  |
‘Sir,’ quaþ sir Gij to þemperour,
‘No was ich neuer þi traitour,
And ȝif god wil, y nil nouȝt be,
Þerwhiles þe lif is in me.
Me was y-teld biforn now riȝt
Of on þat is þi priue kniȝt,
Þat þou no hadest to don wiþ mi seruise,
& þat y þe serue wiþ feyntise;
And þat ich was biwrayd to þe
(For þi nold ich no longer here be),
And þat þou wost do me to-hewe,
& mine barouns, þat ben so trewe.
For þi y þouȝt þat y go scholde
To hem þat mi seruise ȝeld me wold;
Ac for al Damas & þat cuntre
Nold ich haue holden oȝaines te.’
‘No was ich neuer þi traitour,
And ȝif god wil, y nil nouȝt be,
Þerwhiles þe lif is in me.
Me was y-teld biforn now riȝt
Of on þat is þi priue kniȝt,
Þat þou no hadest to don wiþ mi seruise,
& þat y þe serue wiþ feyntise;
And þat ich was biwrayd to þe
(For þi nold ich no longer here be),
And þat þou wost do me to-hewe,
& mine barouns, þat ben so trewe.
For þi y þouȝt þat y go scholde
To hem þat mi seruise ȝeld me wold;
Ac for al Damas & þat cuntre
Nold ich haue holden oȝaines te.’
Þemperour þan him nome
Bitvene his armes, & seyd anon,
‘Nay, sir Gij,’ he seyd, ‘bi seyn Denis,
It no was nouȝt so, y-wis.
Mi dere frende Gij, oȝain þou go
(Lordinges, barouns, biddeþ him so);
For to þine wille it is alle,
Alle þat min is, and ben schal.
Ac biwrayed þou war to me,
& þer-fore haue he maugre!
Neuer eft worþ non loued of me
Þat ouȝt sigge bot gode of þe.’
Þemperour þan to Gij seyd,
‘Þi wille þou do bi þat mayde.’
Sir Gij kist þemperour þo,
& to þe cite þai ben y-go.
Þo wist wele Gij bi þan,
Bitreyd him hadde his foman;
Ac no semblaunt þerof he no made,
No no þing to him seyde.
Bitvene his armes, & seyd anon,
‘Nay, sir Gij,’ he seyd, ‘bi seyn Denis,
It no was nouȝt so, y-wis.
Mi dere frende Gij, oȝain þou go
(Lordinges, barouns, biddeþ him so);
For to þine wille it is alle,
Alle þat min is, and ben schal.
Ac biwrayed þou war to me,
& þer-fore haue he maugre!
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Þat ouȝt sigge bot gode of þe.’
Þemperour þan to Gij seyd,
‘Þi wille þou do bi þat mayde.’
Sir Gij kist þemperour þo,
& to þe cite þai ben y-go.
Þo wist wele Gij bi þan,
Bitreyd him hadde his foman;
Ac no semblaunt þerof he no made,
No no þing to him seyde.
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