Die Kildare-gedichte; die ältesten mittelenglischen denkmäler in anglo-irischer überlieferung von Dr. W. Heuser ...

                                
                                  For pore men dar noȝth pleyn: ne non pleynt schew,
                                
                                  Such a maister is mede: among men of gode!
                                
                                  Þan mourned scho and mened hir to þe kyng,
                                
                                  To haue space to spek: sped ȝif scho myȝth.
                                
                                  Þe kyng graunt hir grace: wiþ a god will.
                                
                                  "Excuse þe, ȝif þou canst: I can no mor sig;
                                
                                  For consciens accusceþ þe: to conge þe for euer."
                                
                                  "Nay lord", quod þat lady: "leue hym þe wors,
                                
                                  Whan ye wote witterly: in whom þe wrang lygeþ.
                                
                                  Þere þat myschef is gret: mede may help.
                                
                                  And þat þou knowest, consciens: I can noȝt chide,
                                
                                  Ne depraue þi persone: wiþ a proud hert.
                                
                                  Wel þou wost whi: but þou wilt gab,
                                
                                  Þou hast hanget at my half: [Sk. hals]  eleuen tymes,
                                
                                  And al so gryp [Sk. grypen of]  my gold: and gyuen it, wer þe likeþ.
                                
                                  Why þou wreþest þe now: wondir me þynkeþ,
                                
                                  Ȝit y may, as y myȝth: menske þe wiþ ȝiftis
                                
                                  And mayntene þi manhod: mor þan þou knowest.
                                
                                  Ac þou hast famed me foule: byfor þe kyng here.
                                
                                  For kylde I neuer no kyng: ne consail [Sk. consailed]  so to don,
                                
                                  Ac y haue saued my sylf: sexty [Sk. and sexty]  þousand lyues,
                                
                                  Boþ here and ellys where: In al kyn londes.
                                
                                  Ac þou þi sylf sothely: who so hit sig durst, [folio 14b] 
                                
                                  Hast hartyd [Sk. arwed]  many hardy man: þat had wil to fyȝth,
                                
                                  To brent and to bowen: [Sk. To brennen and to bruten]  to beten doun streynghes. [Sk. strengthes] 
                                
                                  In contrees þer þe kyng come: consciens hem [Sk. hym]  let,
                                
                                  Þat he fell [Sk. felde]  noȝth his foes: þo fortune hit wold,
                                
                                  And as his wardys wer ordeyned: at þe wil of our lord.
                                
                                  Kaytifly þou, consciens: consayled [Sk. consailedist]  þe kyng to lett
                                
                                  In his enemys handis: his eritage of Fraunce.
                                
                                  Vnkyndely is þat, consciens: a kyngdom to syll,
                                
                                  For þat [Sk. þat yse]  conquerit þroȝth a commune help: a kyngdom or a duchery.
                                
                                  Hit may noȝt be sold so liȝthely so many part [Sk. here part]  axeþ
                                
                                  At [Sk. Of, Ms. ac]  folk þat feȝth þere for: and folowt þe kynges wyl.
                                
                                  Þe lest lad þat longeþ wiþ hym: [Sk. to hym]  be þe lond won,

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Title: Die Kildare-gedichte; die ältesten mittelenglischen denkmäler in anglo-irischer überlieferung von Dr. W. Heuser ...
Author: Heuser, Wilhelm
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Publication: Bonn,: P. Hanstein,; 1904.

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