Than thretty dayes þroly þei þrappit in feld,
And mony bold in the bekur were on bent leuit!
Mony doughty were ded of the derfe Troiens,
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But mo were þere marrit of þe mayne grekes.
With-in thies dayes, with dole, was to dethe broght
Sex sonnes, for sothe, of the sure kynges,—
Of the noble brother naturill,—þat nait were in feld,
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And Ector wondit, I-wis, in his wale face.
Þen Priam, the prise kyng, prestly can sende
To Agamynon the grete, gomys of his awne,
ffor a trew to be takon of a tyme short,—
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Sex moneth & no more,—his men for to rest:
Þat the Grekes hym grauntid, grucchet þai noght.
Hit was festenit with faithe, & with fyn othes,
On bothe halues to hold holly assentid,
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Withouten fight or affray to the fer end.
Er þes dayes were done, the doughty prinse Ector
Was hole of his hurtes þurgh helpe of a leche.
In a halle, þat was hoge, þere þe hend lay,
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In honerable Ylion, eset hym a qwile,
Of whiche fairehed & fourme, the fynest clerke Dares
Tellys in his trety, vppon trew wise.
Hit was pight vp with pilers all of pure stones, [folio 130a]
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Palit full prudly; and a proude flore
Rowchet all with cristall, clere as the sonne.
The walles vp wroght on a wise faire
With stones full stoute, stithest of vertue.
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ffaire pillers were þere proude, all of pure coper,
In ffoure hyernes of the house hogely fest.
O lofte on tho louely were loget to stond,
ffoure ymages full fresshe, all of fyn gold,
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