So that in a litull stound [that] with O.]
Beues was bothe hole and sound.
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A wild bore was there aboute,
All men of hym had gret doute,
Man and beste, all that he toke,
With his tusshis he all to-shoke;
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The Bore was mekyll and ferly longe, [mek.] great O. ferly l.] wonder stronge O.]
His body was herd, his tusshis stronge, [His hede was great, his tunge was longe O.]
Ech man dred hym, bothe knyght and kyng, [man d. h.] one was greued O.]
To come in that Borus metyng. [For to O.]
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'Lord,' thought Beues on a day, [thought] saide O.]
'Wheþure the bore be, as men say,
Certes, my hert shall euer be sore, [Sothly O.]
Till I haue ffought with that bore!' [that] the O.]
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