A frere of þe hospitalle, þe erle's sonne Paulyn,
Was lord of Morian alle & of Mount [Moryn Codd. Gall.] Modyn.
WHAN R. herd say, þat James was slayn,
He wend for dole to dey, he com as a wode man,
[Qaunt Saladyn ly vait de bone volentez Aproche al Rey Richard, ia sunt encountrez, Gallice.] & Saladyn sauh him cam, þer of fulle wele he lete,
Ageyn R. he nam, togider gan þei mete,
A kyng & a Soudan of alle þe world þe beste.
R. tille him ran, a stroke on him he fest,
He smote him in þe helm, bakward he bare his stroupe.
þe body he did ouerwhelm, his hede touched þe croupe,
He felle doun with þe dynt, bot son he ros vp light,
Herneys nouht ne tynt, bot eft on hors fulle wight.
R. at þat turne þe flom he wan fulle wele, [De insulta|tione regis Ricardi & Saladini.]
For Sarazin ne wild he skurne þat were of his eschele.
Fourti þousand paien, what drenkled & what slayn,
& a þousand Cristen, so was þe tale certeyn.
For soth þe þrid eschele fulle hard was bisted,
þe templers ilk a dele failed & þien fled.
þe `erle [Duk de Burgoyne Codd. Gall.] bakward was born, & alle þe Frankis men
Fulle nere had þei bien lorn, bot þei cried, help Cristen.
þe erle bigan to crie, "turne and help vs Richard,
"Or els salle we die, þat ere in þis rereward.
