NOWE wende we ayene to our spelle,
There ye me herde beforehande telle
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The romance of Guy of Warwick. The first or 14th-century version.
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- Title
- The romance of Guy of Warwick. The first or 14th-century version.
- Publication
- London,: Pub. for the Early English text society by K. Paul, Trench, Trübner, & co., limited,
- 1883, 1887, 1891.
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- Subject terms
- Guy of Warwick (Legendary character)
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"The romance of Guy of Warwick. The first or 14th-century version." In the digital collection Corpus of Middle English Prose and Verse. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/AHA2638.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 20, 2025.
Pages
Page 277
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How Guy and Terry, the Erles sone,
Been to the hawthorn ayene come,
And, whan they thider come were, [Caius MS. 107 page 124]
They ne fonde the mayde there.
Guy lefte there Terry,
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And wente to seche the mayde hastly,
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And he hir fynde than ne may:
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Homeward, forsothe, he toke his way,
And with him toke that knyght:
Vpon his stede he ledde him right.
Come he is in-to the Citee:
His men all sory than fonde he,
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And, whan they sawe their lorde come,
Gladde they were all and some.
'Lordinges,' he seide, 'take this body,
To grounde ye it ley softely.'
The body they toke of that knyght,
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Vpon palle they leyde downe right.
Guy than sente for leches,
The best in the Citee he forseches.
'Lordingis,' he seide, 'vnderstonde me.
Yf ye this knyght that ye here see,
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May his woundes sikirly hele,
Ye shall haue good rewardis with a mery mele.
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The leches seide that they him hele wolde;
With goddis helpe they it doo sholde.
Thanne anone herde Guy
Noyse, weping, and grete cry.
His Chambreleyn he cleped him to,
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And all wrothly he asked him tho
Who it was that the noyse made.
'Goo in to theim, and bidde theim bee glade.'
'Sir,' he seide, 'a faire mayde it is [Caius MS. 107 page 125]
That heraude fonde in the forest, ywis,
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Vnder an hawthorn in the foreste.'
'Lete me hir see,' quoth Guy, 'in haste.'
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The Chambreleyn is forth goon,
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And bringeth hir before Guy anoon.
Guy hir knewe, and gan hir grete:
'Well founde, my leef swete.'
But euere she wepte, and 'allas' seide:
All they had reuthe of that mayde.
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