But ȝit were thei of that trewe fayn [folio 206b]
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That thei myȝt bery that thei hadde sclayn,
Thei gadered alle the bodyes colde
That lay ther ded vpon the wolde;
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And did alle the bodyes be brende,
Or the trewes was fully ende,—
Longe or the trewes was comen to ende,
That thei scholde efft to batayle wende.
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THe trewes ar went that thei had set,
The day is comen of her baret:
Thei toke ther many a strok & ffylche,
Thei tare her plates and her pilche,
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When bothe the parties to-geder were comen;
Many Ane [MS. Aue.] his lyff was him be-nomen,
When bothe parties were met thare,
And to that batayle were alle ȝare.
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¶ Sir Menelaus Paris sawe,
To him he thoght for to drawe;
He hadde gret wil & couetyse
To se sir Paris feet a-ryse.
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He strok his stede & to him ran
For the loue of his lemman,
To grounde were thei y-bore bothe,—
The knyȝtes were that tyme so wrothe.
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¶ Polidamas, Antenor sone,
With gret envy & gret raundone
For alle the men and al the pres
With his swerd he smot Vlixes;
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But he ȝaff not ther-of an hawe,
For he him held with swerd y-drawe.
The noble vaylaunt Menescene
Smot Antenor—& that was sene,—
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He ȝaff him suche a romelowe,
That he wente ouer his sadil-bowe;
