There arofe all the Rowte & restid a whyle,
And were welcom, I wis, as weghes to þere owne;
Honourt with all men, as þere astate wolde.
Parys full pristly puruait a message,
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And sent to his souerain in a sad haste,
Of thies tithandes to telle how hom tyde hade.
The messanger maynly meuyt to the kyng
To Troy, or he turne wolde, and told hym in haste,
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Þat his sons were in sound & hor sute holl
At Tenydon; and told how hom tyde hade,
As hym seluyn hade sene, þat sothely was þere.
Pryam was proude of these pert dedis,—
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The fainest freike in faithe þat on fote yode,—
And gedrit with gamyn the grettist of Troye,
And sum of the Citizens assemblit with all;
ffestid hom faire frely with hym,
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And tolde hom þose tythinges tomly to end: [MS. has "hym"]
All maden þai mery & mekyll ioye haden.
As Parys and his pepull were in hor pride samyn,
At Tenydon þat tyme talkyng to gedur,
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Hit Auntrid þat Elan, with other of hir lede
Þat were takon in the tempull, as I tolde first,
Were sorowfull sobbyng with syling of Teres;
All tourniet with tene, tremblit in hert, [folio 52a]
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Wailyng & weping, wringyng of hondys.
Hit was pité to the pepull the pyn þat ho þolet,
And said in hir sikyng with a softe speche:—
"A! my husband full hynd, & my hede brother!
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My Doughter, my Derlynge, & my dere rewme!
Whethur I se you in solas or in sound euer."
TO LATE.
Þus bemournet full mekull & no meite toke,
But with care & complaint,—comford away.
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Parys hade pyté hir payne for to se,
