To be hurlet with horses vpon hard stones,
And drawen as a dog & to dethe broght:—
Brittonet þi body into bare qwarters,
And caste vnto curres as caren to ete.
Line 1972
Sile furth of my sight in a sad haste:
And þou tary in þis towne, or any tide lenge,
Þou shalt haue þat I hete & þou hence worth."
Antenor arghet with austerne wordes,
Line 1976
Hade doute of the Duke & of his dethe ferd,
Lest the tyrand in his tene hade turnyt hym to sle.
He highit full hastely & of his hond past;
Shoke euyn into ship, & the shalke leuyt.
Line 1980
A stithe man to the stere hade, & a stoute wynde,
Were blouen to þe brode se in a bir swithe.
A TEMPAST ON ÞE SEE.
There a tempest hom toke on þe torres hegh:—
A rak and a royde wynde rose in hor saile,
Line 1984
A myst & a merkenes was meruell to se;
With a routond rayn ruthe to be holde,
Thonret full throly with a thicke haile;
With a leuenyng light as a low fyre,
Line 1988
Blaset all the brode see as it bren wold.
The flode with a felle cours flowet on hepis,
Rose vppon rockes as any ranke hylles.
So wode were the waghes & þe wilde ythes,
Line 1992
All was like to be lost, þat no lond hade.
The ship ay shot furth o þe shire waghes,
As qwo clymbe at a clyffe, or a clent hille,—
Eft dump in the depe as all drowne wolde.
Line 1996
Was no stightlyng with stere, ne no stithe ropes,
Ne no sayle, þat might serue for vnsound wedur. [folio 33b]
But all the buernes in the bote, as hom best liked,
Besoght vnto sainttes & to sere goddes;
Line 2000
With knelyng & crie to þere kynd halowes,
And with solempne sacrifice to seke þai awowet.
