¶ Þemperour dede as a gode man, [C line 9763]
& Tirri into his chaumber he nam,
& richeliche gan him schrede.
He fond him wepen, & armour briȝt,
& al þat schuld falle to kniȝt,
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& feffed him wiþ prede;
& fond him hors & stedes gode,
Of al his lond þe best stode,
Hom wiþ him to lede.
Þemperour wald þe pilgrim at-hold, [hold blotted.]
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Ac, sikerliche, he seyd he nold:
Wiþ Tirri hom he ȝede.
¶ When Tirri was comen hom,
Þe pilgrim he wald anon
Sesen in al his lond,
& he for-soke it al out-riȝt;
For riches loued he no-wiȝt
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For to hold in hond.
Þerl as swiþe his sond he sent
Ouer al his lond, verrament,
Til þat his wiif he fond:
Þo was sche founden in an ile [anile MS.]
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In a nunri þat while
For doute of Berardes bond.
¶ Þo was Tirri a noble man, [C line 9779]
In al þat lond better nas nan,
As y ȝou tel may.
Destrud were al his enemis:
He liueþ in michel ioie & blis,
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Al-so a prince in play.
Anon sir Gij him bi-þouȝt
Þat lenger wald he duelle nouȝt.
To sir Tirri on a day
He seyd to him in þat tide,
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'Here nil y no lenger abide:
Ich mot wende in mi way.
