[6-text p 192]
he couþe hunte at wylde deer
And Ryde an haukynge by þe ryuer
Wiþ gray goshauk on honde
Line 1928
Ther to he was a good archer
Of wrastlyng was þer non his peer
Ther any man schulde stonde
Line 1931
fful many a mayde bright in bour
They mourne for him paramour
When þey were bet to slepe
Line 1934
But he was chaste and no lecchour
And swete as is þe bremble flour
þat bereþ þe rede hepe
Line 1937
¶ And so byfell vpon a day
ffor soþe as I ȝou telle may
Sire Thopas wolde out ryde
Line 1940
he worþe vpon his steede gray
And in his hande a launcegay
A long swerd by his syde
Line 1943
he prikeþ þurgh a fair forest
Ther Inne is many a wilde beest
Ȝe boþe bucke and hare
Line 1946
And as he prikeþ north and Est
I telle ȝou him hadde almest
Betydde a sory care
Line 1949
Ther springen herbes grete and smale
The lycoris and þe Setuale
And many a clowe Gylofre
Line 1952
And notemuges to put in ale
Wheþer it be moyst or stale
Or for to leye in Coffre
Line 1955
