But the triet men of Troy traitur hym cald,
And mony pointtes on hym put for his pure shame,
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Þat disseruet full duly þe dethe for to haue.
Priam, at the prayer of þo prise kynges,
Deliuert the lady with a light wille,
In eschaunge of þo choise, þat chaped before,—
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Toax þat I told and þat tothir duke.
In the tyme of the true, as þe trety saith,
Ector with other egurly went
ffro the burghe to þe batells of þe bold grekes,
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ffor to sport hym a space, & speike with þo kynges,
To se the maner of þo men, & mirth hym a stound.
Achilles, the choise kyng, with a chere faire,
Welcomyt þat worthy, as a whe noble!
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He hade solas of þe sight sothely of hym,
ffor his body was bare out of bright wedes.
He toke hym to his tent, talket with hym fast;
ffraynet at the freike of his fell dedis:
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And as þai spekon of þere spede in hor spell þere,
Thies wordes to þat worthy warpit Achilles:—
THE WORDES BETWENE ACHILLES AND ECTOR IN THE TENTE.
"Now Ector, in ernyst, I am euyn fayn
Of þe sight of þi Self, to se þe vnarmyt;
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Syn þat fortune before fell me neuer ere,
To se þi body all bare out of bright wedis.
But it shall sitte me full sore with sorow in hert
But the happyn of my hond hastely to degh, [folio 123a]
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Thurgh strenght of my strokes in our stoure enys,
And I thi bane for to be with my brond egge.
I haue feld of þi forse, & þi felle dynttes;
Thy might & þi monhode mykell hath me greuit.
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