No strook ne ȝaf he aȝeinward
To þilk þat hym weren wiþerward [A.S. wiðer, against; wiðerweard, contrary, adverse.] .
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Wounde ne was þere blody non,
Of al þat hym þere was don.
¶ After þat me þouȝth, onon,
As þe tweie kniȝttes weren gon,
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In eiþer ere of oure kyng
þere spronge out a wel fare þing:
Hij wexen out so briȝth so glem
þat shyneþ of þe sonne-bem;
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Of diuers coloures hij weren,
þat comen out of boþe his eren
ffoure bendes alle by rewe on eiþer ere,
Of diuers colours, red & white als hij were;
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Als fer as me þou[ȝth] ich miȝth see, [folio 27a]
hij spredden fer & wyde in þe cuntre.
fforsoþe me mette þis ilk sweuene—
Ich take to witnesse god of heuene—
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þe wedenysday bifore þe decollacioun of seint Ion [Decollation of John the Baptist, Aug. 29.—Nicolas.] ,
It is more þan twelue moneþ gon.
God me graunte so heuene blis,
As me mette þis sweuene as it is.
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Now god þat is heuene kyng,
To mychel ioye tourne þis metyng!
A Noþer sweuene me mette, on a tiwes-niȝth
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Bifore the fest of alle halewen [All Hallows, or All Saints' Day, Nov. 1.—Nicolas.] , of þat ilk kniȝth;
His name is nempned here-bifore;
Blissed be þe tyme þat he was bore!
ffor we shullen þe day see,
Emperour ychosen he worþe of cristiente.
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God vs graunte þat ilk bone,
þat þilk tydyng here we sone
Of sir Edward oure derworþ kyng
