¶ Hic venit sagittarius.
But thow schalt dere thi strokes a-bye, [folio 114a]
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Thi hardines and thi folye!
I schal kembe [MS. kemble.] thi ȝelowe lokke!'
He ȝaff the duk suche a knokke,
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That helm and coyfe In-sunder ȝede;
He cleue him doun vnto his stede,
That he fel doun on that other side.
'Now wil thow ȝiff me leue for to ride,
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Where that I loue & thow not me lette!
Now hastow that I the be-hette!'
NOw cometh a-nother kyng Episcropus
With many a knyȝt a-venterus,
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Out of Troie comes he ridande
With men of Armes thre thousande.
¶ With him come A quaynte Archer,
That mad is on suche a maner:
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He is halff hors and halff man.
With hem of Troye thedir he ran;
This archer ran to fight al naked.
Herkenes now, how he was maked!
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Fro his nauel dounward
He was hors, and man vpward;
As a hors hadde he foure fete
That he ran on, whan he schete;
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Bak and bely of hors & tayle,
Thus was he maked saunfayle;
¶ His [s]kyn was hard and no-thyng thenne,
His pyntel was of hors-kynne.
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And al that was fro the nauel aboue,
Al was man—for goddis loue:—
Sides and ribbes, hed and hals,
Bak and brest, & visage als,
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Armes, scholdres, chekes, & eres,—
Al was of man that he op weres.
