The romance of Sir Beues of Hamtoun. Ed. from six manuscripts and the old printed copy, with introduction, notes, and glossary, by Eugen Kölbing ...

                                
                                  Than of that water he dranke his fyl
                                
                                  And than lept out wyth gode wyl,
                                
                                  And wyth Morglay, his bryght bronde,
                                
                                  He assayled the dragon, I vnderstonde.
                                
                                  Upon the dragon he smote so fast,
                                
                                  Where euer he hyt, the skales brast.
                                
                                  The dragon was ataynt sore
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                                  And cast a galon and more
                                
                                  Out of his mouthe of venym stronge,
                                
                                  And on Beuys he it flonge;
                                
                                  It was so venymous, I-wys,
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                                  That, whan it was on syr Beuys,
                                
                                  Al his armour brake that stounde,
                                
                                  And Beuys fel dede to the grounde;
                                
                                  There was no lyfe in hym sene,
                                
                                  But lay as dede vpon the grene.
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                                  The dragon smote Beuys, wythout fayle,
                                
                                  That he turned hym top ouer tayle,
                                
                                  But therof toke he no kepe,
                                
                                  He lay as dede man on slepe;
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                                  He smote Beuys, as I you tel, [O folio 44a] 
                                
                                  That he tumbled into the wel;
                                
                                  That was of great vertue that tyme,
                                
                                  For it wolde suffer no venyme,
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                                  Thoroughe vertue of that vyrgyn
                                
                                  That somtyme was bathed therin.
                                
                                  Whan Beuys was at the wellys grounde,
                                
                                  The water made hym hole and sounde
                                
                                  And quenched the venym away,
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                                  That wel saued hym that day.
                                
                                  Whan Beuys felt hym hole and lyght
                                
                                  And wyst that wel of so great myght,
                                
                                  Than was he a ioyful man
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                                  And was as fresshe, as whan he began.
                                
                                  Than kneled he downe, the sothe to say,
                                
                                  To Iesu Cryste gan he pray,
                                
                                  That he wolde sende hym myght,
                                
                                  To sle the dragon in that fyght.

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Title: The romance of Sir Beues of Hamtoun. Ed. from six manuscripts and the old printed copy, with introduction, notes, and glossary, by Eugen Kölbing ...
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Publication: London,: Pub. for the Early English Text Society by K. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Co.,; 1885, 1886, 1894.

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