& al mine sones do to-drawe,
& ichim graunt in þat þrawe,
To bring hem out of bende.
Out of þis lond y went þo
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Wiþ michel care & michel wo:
Y nist wider to wende.
¶ Y souȝt hem into the lond of Coyne,
Into Calaber, & into Sessoyne,
& fro þennes into Almayne,
In Tuskan & in Lombardye,
In Fraunce & in Normondye,
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Into þe lond of Speyne,
In Braban, in Poil, & in Bars
& in-to kinges lond of Tars,
& þurch al Aquitayne,
In Cisil, in Hungri, & in Ragoun,
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In Romayne, Borgoine, & Gascoine,
& þurch-out al Breteyne.
¶ & into Inglond wenden y gan,
& asked þer mani a man,
Boþe ȝong & old,
& in Warwike þat cite,
Þer he was lord of þat cuntre,
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For to hauen in wold;
Ac y no fond non lite no miche
Þat couþe telle me sikerliche
Of þo to kniȝtes bold,
Wher y schold Gij no Herhaud fende
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In no lond fer no hende:
Þerfore min hert is cold.
