The Story of England by Robert Manning of Brunne, A.D. 1338. Edited from mss. at Lambeth Palace and the Inner Temple, by Frederick J. Furnivall |
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De remotu obsidionis, & capcione Pende Regis. |
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De remotu obsidionis, & capcione Pende Regis.
Cadwalyn was fel of hert,
Þe sege he assailled smert;
ffor he had longe be born a-bak,
Þe hertiloker on þem he brak;
He douted neyþer deþ ne dynt.
Þat tyme was many a man þer tynt;
Hertly were þey halden waken;
And Penda, maugre hym, was taken,
And smertly don in syker hold;
ffor no raunsom might he be sold,
Ne for no man loþ ne leue,
But he wolde to Cadwalyn cheue,
& holde of hym his heritage,
& don hym feaute & homage.
When Penda hadde to Cadwalyn
Obliged hym, & mad his fyn;
More loue to make, & bate stryfe,
Pendas sister he tok to wyfe,
And wedded hure on Cristen lawe.
To god migh[t] noman Penda drawe;
As was Penda yuel in dede,
As telleþ þe boke of seint Bede.
Þe sege he assailled smert;
ffor he had longe be born a-bak,
Þe hertiloker on þem he brak;
He douted neyþer deþ ne dynt.
Þat tyme was many a man þer tynt;
Hertly were þey halden waken;
And Penda, maugre hym, was taken,
And smertly don in syker hold;
ffor no raunsom might he be sold,
Ne for no man loþ ne leue,
But he wolde to Cadwalyn cheue,
& holde of hym his heritage,
& don hym feaute & homage.
When Penda hadde to Cadwalyn
Obliged hym, & mad his fyn;
More loue to make, & bate stryfe,
Pendas sister he tok to wyfe,
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To god migh[t] noman Penda drawe;
As was Penda yuel in dede,
As telleþ þe boke of seint Bede.
Cadwalyn þanked his barons,
& nameliche of þe Bretons,
Of al þer trauaille & al þer ylle
Þat þey had þoled wiþ gode wille;
Al he schulde auaunce þer lore
Þat þey had lost for hym byfore;
& alle þo þat dide hym noye,
Of hem he gan ful faste destruye;
He passed þe Humber wyþ folk ynow,
Tounes brente, & men he slow.
& nameliche of þe Bretons,
Of al þer trauaille & al þer ylle
Þat þey had þoled wiþ gode wille;
Al he schulde auaunce þer lore
Þat þey had lost for hym byfore;
& alle þo þat dide hym noye,
Of hem he gan ful faste destruye;
He passed þe Humber wyþ folk ynow,
Tounes brente, & men he slow.
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