|*T The Lyfe of Ipomydon
 1: 1; f. 54r          1| Mekely, lordyngis, gentyll and fre,
 1: 1; f. 54r          2| Lystene a while and herken to me.
 1: 1; f. 54r          3| I shall you telle of a kynge,
 1: 1; f. 54r          4| A dowghty man, withowte lesynge.
 1: 1; f. 54r          5| In his tyme he was full bolde,
 1: 1; f. 54r          6| A worthy man and wele of-tolde.
 1: 1; f. 54r          7| Feyre he was on fote and hand
 1: 1; f. 54r          8| And wele belouyd in all that lande,
 1: 1; f. 54r          9| Off body he was styffe and stronge,
 1: 1; f. 54r         10| And to no man he wold do wronge.
 1: 1; f. 54r         11| Of Poyle-lond lord was he,
 1: 1; f. 54r         12| Gold and syluer he had plente,
 1: 1; f. 54r         13| Hye and low louyd hym alle,
 1: 1; f. 54r         14| Moche honoure to hym was falle.
 1: 1; f. 54r         15| Hys name was kynge Ermones,
 1: 1; f. 54r         16| He hated wronge and louyd pees.
 1: 1; f. 54r         17| His quene was bothe bryght and shene,
 1: 1; f. 54r         18| Moche goodnesse was hem bytwene.
 1: 1; f. 54r         19| To God they preyd after an eyre:
 1: 1; f. 54r         20| He sent theym one, bothe good and feyre.
 1: 1; f. 54r         21| Feyre he was of flesshe and blode,
 1: 1; f. 54r         22| They thangkyd God with myld mode.
 1: 1; f. 54r         23| To chyrche they bare the chyld thanne
 1: 1; f. 54r         24| And Crystenyd hym Ipomydon.

 1: 2; f. 54r         25| Till a noryce they dyd hym take
 1: 2; f. 54r         26| And for t+hat chyld grete joy they make.
 1: 2; f. 54r         27| Many ladyes <toke they> hym to #3eme,
 1: 2; f. 54r         28| That serued all t+hat chyld to queme.
 1: 2; f. 54r         29| The childe was feyre and waxe withall
 1: 2; f. 54r         30| And playd in chamber and in halle.
 1: 2; f. 54r         31| The kynge of hym had joy plente,
 1: 2; f. 54r         32| A feyrer child myght no man see.
 1: 2; f. 54r         33| He lette calle a knyght full trew,
 1: 2; f. 54v         34| That namyd was syr Tholomew.
 1: 2; f. 54v         35| He was a knyght of grete pouste
 1: 2; f. 54v         36| And well bylouyd in that contre
 1: 2; f. 54v         37| Bothe of more and of lesse,
 1: 2; f. 54v         38| For hym folowyd all goodnesse.
 1: 2; f. 54v         39| Curteyse he was and hend of mouthe,
 1: 2; f. 54v         40| Of norture, iwys, myche he couthe,
 1: 2; f. 54v         41| That lordys vsyd in there halle
 1: 2; f. 54v         42| And ladyes in chamber grete and smalle.
 1: 2; f. 54v         43| Hermones sayd in his manere:
 1: 2; f. 54v         44| "I haue a sonne t+hat me ys dere,
 1: 2; f. 54v         45| That shall be eyre of all my lande.
 1: 2; f. 54v         46| I wille ye haue hym to vndyrstand
 1: 2; f. 54v         47| And to teche hym in all manere,
 1: 2; f. 54v         48| Lyke as he thyne owne were.'
 1: 2; f. 54v         49| "Sir,' quod t+his knyght, myld of speche,
 1: 2; f. 54v         50| "Wold God I cowthe your sonne teche

 1: 3; f. 54v         51| Thyng that myght torne hym to prow.'
 1: 3; f. 54v         52| Ipomydon resseyueth he now.
 1: 3; f. 54v         53| Tholomew, a clerke he toke,
 1: 3; f. 54v         54| That taught the child vppon t+he boke
 1: 3; f. 54v         55| Bothe to synge and to rede,
 1: 3; f. 54v         56| And after he taught hym other dede;
 1: 3; f. 54v         57| Aftirward to serve in halle
 1: 3; f. 54v         58| Bothe to grete and to smalle,
 1: 3; f. 54v         59| Before the kyng mete to kerve,
 1: 3; f. 54v         60| Hye and low feyre to serve,
 1: 3; f. 54v         61| Bothe of howndis and haukis game.
 1: 3; f. 54v         62| Aftir he taught hym all and same
 1: 3; f. 54v         63| In se, in feld and eke in ryuere,
 1: 3; f. 54v         64| In wodde to chase the wild dere
 1: 3; f. 54v         65| And in the feld to ryde a stede,
 1: 3; f. 54v         66| That all men had joy of his dede.
 1: 3; f. 54v         67| All t+hat lond of hym spake good,
 1: 3; f. 54v         68| For he was so myld of mode;
 1: 3; f. 54v         69| Hende he was, curteyse and fre,
 1: 3; f. 55r         70| A godelyer man myght no man see.
 1: 3; f. 55r         71| They preysed hym, bothe more and lesse,
 1: 3; f. 55r         72| Bothe man and woman, as I gesse.
 1: 3; f. 55r         73| All lovyd hym t+hat were hym by,
 1: 3; f. 55r         74| For he bare hym so curtessely.
 1: 3; f. 55r         75| Now is he waxen a goodly man,
 1: 3; f. 55r         76| To all godnesse he yaff hym than.
 1: 3; f. 55r         77| He ys a myghty man, for the nonys,
 1: 3; f. 55r         78| And wele ishape with grete bonys.

 1: 4; f. 55r         79| In all that contre was there none,
 1: 4; f. 55r         80| To hym myght cast t+he tre ne stone.
 1: 4; f. 55r         81| The kyng of hym grete joy had,
 1: 4; f. 55r         82| For all folke of hym were glad.
 1: 4; f. 55r         83| Every yere the kyng wold
 1: 4; f. 55r         84| At Whytsontyde a fest hold.
 1: 4; f. 55r         85| Off dukis, erlis and barons,
 1: 4; f. 55r         86| Many there come frome dyuers townes;
 1: 4; f. 55r         87| Ladyes, maydens, gentill and fre,
 1: 4; f. 55r         88| Come thedyr frome ferre contre,
 1: 4; f. 55r         89| And grete lordis of ferre lond
 1: 4; f. 55r         90| Thedyr were prayd byfore the hand.
 1: 4; f. 55r         91| When all were come togedyr than,
 1: 4; f. 55r         92| There was joy of many a man,
 1: 4; f. 55r         93| Full riche I wote were hyr service,
 1: 4; f. 55r         94| For better myght no man devyse.
 1: 4; f. 55r         95| Ipomydon t+hat day servyd in halle,
 1: 4; f. 55r         96| All spake of hym, bothe grete and smalle,
 1: 4; f. 55r         97| Ladies and maydens byheld hym on,
 1: 4; f. 55r         98| So godely a man they had sene none.
 1: 4; f. 55r         99| His feyre chere in halle theym smert,
 1: 4; f. 55r        100| That many a lady smote throw the hert,
 1: 4; f. 55r        101| And in there hertis they made mone,
 1: 4; f. 55r        102| That there lordis ne were suche one.
 1: 4; f. 55r        103| Aftyr mete they went to pley,
 1: 4; f. 55r        104| All the peple, as I you sey,
 1: 4; f. 55v        105| Somme to chambre and som to boure,
 1: 4; f. 55v        106| And somme to the hye towre,

 1: 5; f. 55v        107| And somme in the halle stode
 1: 5; f. 55v        108| And spake what hem thought gode.
 1: 5; f. 55v        109| Men that were of that cyte
 1: 5; f. 55v        110| Enquered of men of other contre,
 1: 5; f. 55v        111| Of Calabre-lond who was kynge,
 1: 5; f. 55v        112| And som answerd to [t]his askynge:
 1: 5; f. 55v        113| "He ys dede sythe many a day,
 1: 5; f. 55v        114| And byhynde he lefte a feyre may
 1: 5; f. 55v        115| That ys his doughter and his eyre.
 1: 5; f. 55v        116| In all t+hat lond is non so feyre,
 1: 5; f. 55v        117| And so sayne all t+hat hyr do see,
 1: 5; f. 55v        118| She is t+he feyreste t+hat may bee.
 1: 5; f. 55v        119| For, thoughe a man wold all t+his day
 1: 5; f. 55v        120| Hyr beaute discryve, he coude not sey
 1: 5; f. 55v        121| All hyr worshyp ne hyr porture;
 1: 5; f. 55v        122| She is a lady of grete honoure.
 1: 5; f. 55v        123| In all t+his world is non so wyse
 1: 5; f. 55v        124| That hir goodnesse kan devyse.
 1: 5; f. 55v        125| Kyngis and dukes comethe hyr to seke,
 1: 5; f. 55v        126| And so done emperoures eke,
 1: 5; f. 55v        127| And wold haue t+hat mayde to wyfe,
 1: 5; f. 55v        128| But she will non t+hat is on lyffe,
 1: 5; f. 55v        129| But he doughtyeste be of hande,
 1: 5; f. 55v        130| That suche on is non lyvande.'
 1: 5; f. 55v        131| This word sprange wyde withall,
 1: 5; f. 55v        132| Bothe in chambre and in halle,
 1: 5; f. 55v        133| Of the eyre of Calabre, t+hat feyre may,
 1: 5; f. 55v        134| Ipomydon he herkenyd ay;

 1: 6; f. 55v        135| Bothe in chambre and in boure
 1: 6; f. 55v        136| Men spake t+hat lady grete honowre.
 1: 6; f. 55v        137| There was none t+hat speke couthe,
 1: 6; f. 55v        138| But they the lady had in mouthe.
 1: 6; f. 55v        139| Ipomydon drew hym nye tho
 1: 6; f. 55v        140| And ofte he herkenyd to and fro;
 1: 6; f. 55v        141| When he herd of hir so speke,
 1: 6; f. 56r        142| Hym thought his herte wold tobreke,
 1: 6; f. 56r        143| But if he myght se t+hat mayde,
 1: 6; f. 56r        144| To wete if she were as they seyde;
 1: 6; f. 56r        145| Off hyr he had suche a thoght
 1: 6; f. 56r        146| That in mornyng he was broght,
 1: 6; f. 56r        147| And so he mornythe nyght and day,
 1: 6; f. 56r        148| But yit to no man wold he sey.
 1: 6; f. 56r        149| By than come forthe syr Tholomew,
 1: 6; f. 56r        150| That was hys master good and trewe.
 1: 6; f. 56r        151| "Gode syr,' he sayd, "for charyte,
 1: 6; f. 56r        152| Telle me who hathe grevyd the,
 1: 6; f. 56r        153| And why thou makyst t+his mornynge.
 1: 6; f. 56r        154| I swere by Jesu, heuyn-kynge,
 1: 6; f. 56r        155| He shall abye on somme manere,
 1: 6; f. 56r        156| But if it be thy fader dere.'
 1: 6; f. 56r        157| "Nay, master,' he sayd, "not soo.
 1: 6; f. 56r        158| I shalle you telle or that I go,
 1: 6; f. 56r        159| But if I haue the helpe of the
 1: 6; f. 56r        160| Joye thou getest neuyr of me,
 1: 6; f. 56r        161| For now to you, syr, I will sey:
 1: 6; f. 56r        162| Myne hert ys sette vppon a may,
 1: 6; f. 56r        163| That she may nevir oute of my thoght,

 1: 7; f. 56r        164| But I hyr se I worthe to noght.
 1: 7; f. 56r        165| The eyre of Calabre forsothe it is,
 1: 7; f. 56r        166| That men speke of so myche blysse;
 1: 7; f. 56r        167| But if I may t+hat lady serve,
 1: 7; f. 56r        168| For care and sorow my hert wille sterve!'
 1: 7; f. 56r        169| Tholomew sayd, "Lette be this wille!
 1: 7; f. 56r        170| Thynke ye now youreselfe to spille?
 1: 7; f. 56r        171| Ye ar the kynges son and hys eyre,
 1: 7; f. 56r        172| And may haue maryages gode and feyre;
 1: 7; f. 56r        173| There ys no man in Crystente
 1: 7; f. 56r        174| T+Hat richer maryages may haue t+han ye!'
 1: 7; f. 56r        175| "Master, these wordis avaylethe noght;
 1: 7; f. 56r        176| But if I do as I haue thoght,
 1: 7; f. 56r        177| And to hyr go, as I you saye,
 1: 7; f. 56v        178| I dye for hyr withoute deley!'
 1: 7; f. 56v        179| Sir Tholomew sayd, "Sythe it is so,
 1: 7; f. 56v        180| That ye may not hyr forgo,
 1: 7; f. 56v        181| I shall go vnto the kynge
 1: 7; f. 56v        182| And gete you leve, withoute lettynge,
 1: 7; f. 56v        183| That ye may go, sir, at your wille,
 1: 7; f. 56v        184| And se the mayden all youre fille.'
 1: 7; f. 56v        185| Sir Tholomew forthe gan goo,
 1: 7; f. 56v        186| And to t+he kynge he went tho;
 1: 7; f. 56v        187| Vppon his knees he hym sette
 1: 7; f. 56v        188| And the kyng full feyre he grette:
 1: 7; f. 56v        189| "Sir, of one thyng I you prey,
 1: 7; f. 56v        190| Besechyng you to sey not nay,
 1: 7; f. 56v        191| Off your sonne, Ipomydon,
 1: 7; f. 56v        192| For he thynkith to be a man:

 1: 8; f. 56v        193| Off youre courte and youre norture
 1: 8; f. 56v        194| He hathe wele lernyd, I you ensure;
 1: 8; f. 56v        195| He wold wend into strange contre
 1: 8; f. 56v        196| More in service for to bee;
 1: 8; f. 56v        197| So that ye take it not at greffe,
 1: 8; f. 56v        198| Full feyne he wolde prey you of leffe,
 1: 8; f. 56v        199| And I shall make me redy
 1: 8; f. 56v        200| To wend with hym in companye
 1: 8; f. 56v        201| And serve hym as his owne knyght
 1: 8; f. 56v        202| And honoure hym with all my myght.'
 1: 8; f. 56v        203| Than seyd Hermones the kynge:
 1: 8; f. 56v        204| "Iff this be his owne desyrynge
 1: 8; f. 56v        205| I am well payed of his wille,
 1: 8; f. 56v        206| For his askyng I hold skille;
 1: 8; f. 56v        207| And now I wote thou arte my frend
 1: 8; f. 56v        208| Sithe t+hat thow wilt with hym wend;
 1: 8; f. 56v        209| Take you inough of all thynge
 1: 8; f. 56v        210| And loke ye wante no spendynge!'
 1: 8; f. 56v        211| Sir Tholomew forthe gan goo
 1: 8; f. 56v        212| And to Ipomydon come he tho,
 1: 8; f. 56v        213| And sayd, "Syr, withoute lesynge,
 1: 8; f. 56v        214| Your fadir hathe grantid youre askynge;
 1: 8; f. 56v        215| He bad t+hat ye nothyng shuld spare,
 1: 8; f. 56v        216| And myself shall with you fare.'
 1: 8; f. 57r        217| "I pray God thanke you, master dere,
 1: 8; f. 57r        218| That ye me love I may se here.'
 1: 8; f. 57r        219| Than they busked theym to goo,
 1: 8; f. 57r        220| Horse they toke and harnesse also;
 1: 8; f. 57r        221| Off all thynge they wantid none.

 1: 9; f. 57r        222| Now to his fader the child is gone;
 1: 9; f. 57r        223| On knees he felle byfore the kynge
 1: 9; f. 57r        224| And prayd hym of his dere blissynge:
 1: 9; f. 57r        225| "That blissyng haue t+hou, my sonne trew,
 1: 9; f. 57r        226| That Marye gaff hyr sonne Jesu.'
 1: 9; f. 57r        227| Now they go forthe on hir way;
 1: 9; f. 57r        228| Ipomydon to hys men gan sey
 1: 9; f. 57r        229| That ther be none of hem alle
 1: 9; f. 57r        230| So hardy by hys name hym calle
 1: 9; f. 57r        231| Whereso they wend ferre or nere,
 1: 9; f. 57r        232| Or ouer the strange ryuere:
 1: 9; f. 57r        233| "Ne no man telle what I am,
 1: 9; f. 57r        234| Where I shall go ne whens I cam.'
 1: 9; f. 57r        235| All they granted his comandement,
 1: 9; f. 57r        236| And forthe they went with one assent.
 1: 9; f. 57r        237| Ipomydon and Tholomew
 1: 9; f. 57r        238| Robys had on and mantillis new
 1: 9; f. 57r        239| Off the richest t+hat myght bee;
 1: 9; f. 57r        240| There was <none> suche in that contre,
 1: 9; f. 57r        241| For many was the ryche stone
 1: 9; f. 57r        242| That the mantillis were vppon.
 1: 9; f. 57r        243| So longe there weys they haue nome
 1: 9; f. 57r        244| That to Calabre they ar come.
 1: 9; f. 57r        245| They come to the castelle yate,
 1: 9; f. 57r        246| T+He porter was redy thereat;

 1:10; f. 57r        247| The porter to theyme they gan calle
 1:10; f. 57r        248| And prayd hym go into t+he halle:
 1:10; f. 57r        249| "And say thy lady gent and fre
 1:10; f. 57r        250| That comen ar men of ferre contre,
 1:10; f. 57r        251| And if it plese hyr we wold hyr prey
 1:10; f. 57r        252| That we myght ete with hyr to-day.'
 1:10; f. 57v        253| The porter sayd full cortessly:
 1:10; f. 57v        254| "Your erand to do I am redy.'
 1:10; f. 57v        255| The lady to hyr mete was sette,
 1:10; f. 57v        256| The porter come and feyre hyr grette:
 1:10; f. 57v        257| "Madame,' he sayd, "God you saue.
 1:10; f. 57v        258| Atte your gate gestis ye haue,
 1:10; f. 57v        259| Strange men as for to see;
 1:10; f. 57v        260| They aske mete for charyte.'
 1:10; f. 57v        261| The lady comaundith sone anon
 1:10; f. 57v        262| T+Hat the gates were vndone:
 1:10; f. 57v        263| "And bryng theym all byfore me,
 1:10; f. 57v        264| For wele at ese shall they bee.'
 1:10; f. 57v        265| They toke hyr pagis, hors and alle.
 1:10; f. 57v        266| T+Hese two men went into t+he halle;
 1:10; f. 57v        267| Ipomydon on knees hym sette
 1:10; f. 57v        268| And the lady feyre he grette:
 1:10; f. 57v        269| "I am a man of strange contre
 1:10; f. 57v        270| And pray you, yff your wille to be,
 1:10; f. 57v        271| That I myght dwelle with you to-yere,
 1:10; f. 57v        272| Of your norture for to lere.
 1:10; f. 57v        273| I am come frome ferre lond,
 1:10; f. 57v        274| For speche I here byfore the hand
 1:10; f. 57v        275| That your norture and your servise

 1:11; f. 57v        276| Ys holden of so grete empryse.
 1:11; f. 57v        277| I pray you t+hat I may dwelle here,
 1:11; f. 57v        278| Somme of your seruyse for to lere.'
 1:11; f. 57v        279| The lady byheld Ipomydon,
 1:11; f. 57v        280| Hym semyd wele a gentilman;
 1:11; f. 57v        281| She knew non suche in hyr londe,
 1:11; f. 57v        282| So goodly a man and wele farand;
 1:11; f. 57v        283| She saw also by his norture
 1:11; f. 57v        284| He was a man of grete valure.
 1:11; f. 57v        285| She cast full sone in hyr thoght
 1:11; f. 57v        286| That for no seruyce come he noght,
 1:11; f. 57v        287| But it was worship hyr vnto,
 1:11; f. 57v        288| In feyre seruyce hym to do.
 1:11; f. 58r        289| She sayd, "Syr, welcome ye be,
 1:11; f. 58r        290| And all t+hat comyn be with the.
 1:11; f. 58r        291| Sithe ye haue had so grete travayle,
 1:11; f. 58r        292| Of a service ye shall not fayle.
 1:11; f. 58r        293| In thys contre ye may dwelle here
 1:11; f. 58r        294| And at youre wyll for to lere;
 1:11; f. 58r        295| Of t+he cuppe ye shall serue me,
 1:11; f. 58r        296| And all your men with you shal be.
 1:11; f. 58r        297| Ye may dwelle here at youre wille
 1:11; f. 58r        298| But your beryng be full ylle.'
 1:11; f. 58r        299| "Madame,' he sayd, "grantmercy!'
 1:11; f. 58r        300| He thankid the lady cortesly;
 1:11; f. 58r        301| She comandyth hym to t+he mete,
 1:11; f. 58r        302| But, or he satte in any sete,
 1:11; f. 58r        303| He saluted theym, grete and smalle,
 1:11; f. 58r        304| As a gentillman shuld in halle;

 1:12; f. 58r        305| All they sayd sone anone,
 1:12; f. 58r        306| They saw neuyr so goodly a man,
 1:12; f. 58r        307| No so light ne so glad,
 1:12; f. 58r        308| Ne none t+hat so ryche atyre had.
 1:12; f. 58r        309| There was non t+hat sat nore yede,
 1:12; f. 58r        310| But they had mervelle of hys dede,
 1:12; f. 58r        311| And sayd he was no lytell syre
 1:12; f. 58r        312| That myght shew suche atyre.
 1:12; f. 58r        313| Whan they had ete and grace sayd
 1:12; f. 58r        314| And t+he tabyll away was leyd,
 1:12; f. 58r        315| Vpp t+han aroos Ipomydon,
 1:12; f. 58r        316| And to t+he botery he went anon,
 1:12; f. 58r        317| And his mantille hym aboute;
 1:12; f. 58r        318| On hym lokyd all the route
 1:12; f. 58r        319| And euery man sayd to other there:
 1:12; f. 58r        320| "Will ye se t+he proude squeer
 1:12; f. 58r        321| Shall serue my lady of t+he wyne
 1:12; f. 58r        322| In his mantell t+hat is so fyne!'
 1:12; f. 58r        323| That they hym scornyd wist he noght,
 1:12; f. 58r        324| On othyr thyng he had his thoght.
 1:12; f. 58r        325| He toke t+he cuppe of t+he botelere
 1:12; f. 58v        326| And drew a lace of sylke full clere,
 1:12; f. 58v        327| Adowne than felle hys mantylle by.
 1:12; f. 58v        328| He prayd hym for his curtessy
 1:12; f. 58v        329| That lytelle yifte t+hat he wold nome,
 1:12; f. 58v        330| Tille eftesone a better come.
 1:12; f. 58v        331| Vp it toke the botelere,
 1:12; f. 58v        332| Byfore the lady he gan it bere
 1:12; f. 58v        333| And prayd the lady hertely

 1:13; f. 58v        334| To thanke hym of his cortessye.
 1:13; f. 58v        335| All that was tho in the halle
 1:13; f. 58v        336| Grete honowre they spake hym alle,
 1:13; f. 58v        337| And sayd he was no lytelle man
 1:13; f. 58v        338| That suche yiftys yiffe kan.
 1:13; f. 58v        339| There he dwellyd many a day
 1:13; f. 58v        340| And servid the lady wele to pay;
 1:13; f. 58v        341| He bare hym on so feyre manere
 1:13; f. 58v        342| To knyghtis, ladyes and squyere,
 1:13; f. 58v        343| All louyd hym t+hat were hym by,
 1:13; f. 58v        344| For he bare hym so cortesly.
 1:13; f. 58v        345| Tne lady had a cosyne t+hat hight Jason,
 1:13; f. 58v        346| Full wele he louyd Ipomydon;
 1:13; f. 58v        347| Where t+hat he yede in or oute,
 1:13; f. 58v        348| Jason went with hym aboute.
 1:13; f. 58v        349| The lady lay but she slept noght,
 1:13; f. 58v        350| For of the squyere she had grete thoght,
 1:13; f. 58v        351| How he was feyre and shape wele,
 1:13; f. 58v        352| Body and armes and euerydele;
 1:13; f. 58v        353| Ther was non in all hir land
 1:13; f. 58v        354| So wele besemyd, doughty of hand;
 1:13; f. 58v        355| But she kowde wete for no case,
 1:13; f. 58v        356| Whens he come ne what he was,
 1:13; f. 58v        357| Ne of no man cowde enquere
 1:13; f. 58v        358| Other than the strange squyere.
 1:13; f. 58v        359| She hyr bythought on a queyntyse
 1:13; f. 58v        360| If she myght know in ony wyse,
 1:13; f. 58v        361| To wete whereof he were come;

 1:14; f. 58v        362| Thys was hyr thoght all and somme;
 1:14; f. 59r        363| She thought to wode hyr men to ta[n]e,
 1:14; f. 59r        364| That she myght know hym by his game.
 1:14; f. 59r        365| On the morow whan it was day,
 1:14; f. 59r        366| To hyr men than gan she say:
 1:14; f. 59r        367| "To-morow whan it is day-lyght,
 1:14; f. 59r        368| Loke ye be all redy dight
 1:14; f. 59r        369| With youre h[ou]ndis more and lesse,
 1:14; f. 59r        370| In the forest to take my grese,
 1:14; f. 59r        371| And there I will myselfe be,
 1:14; f. 59r        372| Youre game to byhold and see.'
 1:14; f. 59r        373| Ipomydon had houndis thre
 1:14; f. 59r        374| That he broght frome his contre;
 1:14; f. 59r        375| When they were to t+he wodde gone,
 1:14; f. 59r        376| This lady and hyr men ichone,
 1:14; f. 59r        377| And with hem hyr howndis ladde,
 1:14; f. 59r        378| All that euyr any howndis had,
 1:14; f. 59r        379| Sir Tholomew foryate he noght,
 1:14; f. 59r        380| His mastres howndis thedyr he broght,
 1:14; f. 59r        381| That many a day ne had ronne ere;
 1:14; f. 59r        382| Full wele he thoght to note hem there.
 1:14; f. 59r        383| Whan they come to t+he laund on hight,
 1:14; f. 59r        384| The quenys pavylon there was pight
 1:14; f. 59r        385| That she myght se of the best,
 1:14; f. 59r        386| All t+he game of t+he forest.
 1:14; f. 59r        387| The wandlessours went t+hrow t+he forest
 1:14; f. 59r        388| And to t+he lady brought many a best,

 1:15; f. 59r        389| Herte and hynde, buk and doo
 1:15; f. 59r        390| And othir bestis many moo.
 1:15; f. 59r        391| The howndis t+hat were of grete prise,
 1:15; f. 59r        392| Pluckid downe dere all at a tryse,
 1:15; f. 59r        393| Ipomydon with his houndis thoo
 1:15; f. 59r        394| Drew downe bothe buk and doo;
 1:15; f. 59r        395| More he toke with howndis thre
 1:15; f. 59r        396| Than all t+hat othyr compaigne.
 1:15; f. 59r        397| There squyers vndyd hyr dere,
 1:15; f. 59v        398| Iche man on his owne manere;
 1:15; f. 59v        399| Ipomydon a dere yede vnto,
 1:15; f. 59v        400| Full konnyngly gan he it vndo,
 1:15; f. 59v        401| So feyre t+hat veneson he gan to dight
 1:15; f. 59v        402| That bothe hym byheld squyer and knyght;
 1:15; f. 59v        403| The lady lokyd oute of hyr pavyloun
 1:15; f. 59v        404| And saw hym dight the venyson,
 1:15; f. 59v        405| There she had grete deynte,
 1:15; f. 59v        406| And so had all t+hat dyd hym see.
 1:15; f. 59v        407| She sawe all t+hat he downe droughe,
 1:15; f. 59v        408| Of huntyng she wist he cowde inoughe
 1:15; f. 59v        409| And thoght in hyr herte than,
 1:15; f. 59v        410| That he was come of gentillmen.
 1:15; f. 59v        411| She bad Jason hyr men to calle;
 1:15; f. 59v        412| Home t+hay passyd, grete and smalle,
 1:15; f. 59v        413| Home they come sone anone.
 1:15; f. 59v        414| This lady to hyr mete gan gone
 1:15; f. 59v        415| And of venery had hyr fille,
 1:15; f. 59v        416| For they had take game at wille.
 1:15; f. 59v        417| Ipomydon serued, as I vndirstand,

 1:16; f. 59v        418| As he was wonte done byforehand.
 1:16; f. 59v        419| "Sir,' she sayd, "san#3 fayle,
 1:16; f. 59v        420| Ye haue bene in grete travayle.
 1:16; f. 59v        421| Anothyr man, as I you say,
 1:16; f. 59v        422| Shall serue me at mete t+his day;
 1:16; f. 59v        423| Go to youre mete sone on hye,
 1:16; f. 59v        424| My cosyn Jason shall sytte you by.'
 1:16; f. 59v        425| The ladyes hert was on hym cast
 1:16; f. 59v        426| And she byheld hym wondir fast,
 1:16; f. 59v        427| Euer on hym she kest hyr eye,
 1:16; f. 59v        428| Ipomydon full wele it sye.
 1:16; f. 59v        429| Anone it gaff hym in his thoght,
 1:16; f. 59v        430| To loke ageyne lette wold he noght,
 1:16; f. 59v        431| Nor no more coward thoght he to be
 1:16; f. 60r        432| Off his lokyng than was she.
 1:16; f. 60r        433| The lady perseyued it full wele,
 1:16; f. 60r        434| Of all his lokyng euerydele,
 1:16; f. 60r        435| And therewith bygan to shame,
 1:16; f. 60r        436| For she myght lightly falle in blame;
 1:16; f. 60r        437| If men perseyued it ony thyng,
 1:16; f. 60r        438| Bytwyxe hem two suche lokynge,
 1:16; f. 60r        439| Than wold they sey all bydene
 1:16; f. 60r        440| That somme loue were hem bytwene;
 1:16; f. 60r        441| T+Han shuld she falle in slandre
 1:16; f. 60r        442| And lese myche of hyr honoure.
 1:16; f. 60r        443| She thoght to werne hym preuely
 1:16; f. 60r        444| By hyr cosyn t+hat sat hym by.

 1:17; f. 60r        445| "Jason,' she sayd, "t+hou art to blame,
 1:17; f. 60r        446| And therwith the ought to shame
 1:17; f. 60r        447| To byhold my mayd in vayne.
 1:17; f. 60r        448| Euery man to othyr wille seyne
 1:17; f. 60r        449| That bytwyx you ys somme synne;
 1:17; f. 60r        450| Of thy lokyng I rede t+hou blynne.'
 1:17; f. 60r        451| Ipomydon hym bythoght anone
 1:17; f. 60r        452| How t+hat she blamyd Jason
 1:17; f. 60r        453| Withoute deservyng euerydele,
 1:17; f. 60r        454| But the encheson he perseyued wele;
 1:17; f. 60r        455| Downe he lokyd and thoght grete shame
 1:17; f. 60r        456| That Jason bare for hym t+hat blame;
 1:17; f. 60r        457| Stille he satte and sayd no more
 1:17; f. 60r        458| He thoght to dwelle no lenger there.
 1:17; f. 60r        459| As the lady hyr chambre had tane,
 1:17; f. 60r        460| Byfore hyr come Ipomydon
 1:17; f. 60r        461| And sayd, "Madame, God yeld it the,
 1:17; f. 60r        462| The grete honoure t+hou haste done me.
 1:17; f. 60r        463| Haue good day, now wille I fare
 1:17; f. 60r        464| Into t+he contre t+hat I was are.'
 1:17; f. 60r        465| "Felaw,' she sayd, "chese at t+hi wille
 1:17; f. 60r        466| Whether t+hou wilt wend or abyde stille.'
 1:17; f. 60v        467| He went anone into the halle
 1:17; f. 60v        468| And toke his leue of grete and smalle,
 1:17; f. 60v        469| Bothe at lesse and at more,
 1:17; f. 60v        470| And they thoght thereof ryght sore.
 1:17; f. 60v        471| To Jason he wendith anone-ryght

 1:18; f. 60v        472| And takith hys leve with hert vnlyght;
 1:18; f. 60v        473| Than sayd Jason on hye:
 1:18; f. 60v        474| "Leve syr, leve this folye
 1:18; f. 60v        475| And with my lady t+hou dwelle here,
 1:18; f. 60v        476| She louythe the in all manere.
 1:18; f. 60v        477| Iff thow wende forth in this wille,
 1:18; f. 60v        478| For sorow she wille hyrelf spylle.'
 1:18; f. 60v        479| "Jason, felow, lett be thy thoght.
 1:18; f. 60v        480| Lenger dwelle here ne wille I noght,
 1:18; f. 60v        481| For I shall wende home to my kynge
 1:18; f. 60v        482| And leve you here with all joyinge.'
 1:18; f. 60v        483| "My dere frend, sythe it is so
 1:18; f. 60v        484| That thou wilt algatis goo,
 1:18; f. 60v        485| Yeve me leve with the to wend
 1:18; f. 60v        486| Into what contre t+hat t+hou wilt lend,
 1:18; f. 60v        487| I wold full fayne do it in dede.'
 1:18; f. 60v        488| "Grantmercy, syr, God yif the mede.
 1:18; f. 60v        489| With me hedyr come ye noght.
 1:18; f. 60v        490| Ne shall with me but that I broght.'
 1:18; f. 60v        491| He toke hys leve at Jason there
 1:18; f. 60v        492| And went forthe ellyswhere.
 1:18; f. 60v        493| Whan the lady wist t+hat he was gone,
 1:18; f. 60v        494| A sory woman t+han was she oon;
 1:18; f. 60v        495| Vppon hyr bedde she gan hyr ley
 1:18; f. 60v        496| And to hyrself than gan she say:
 1:18; f. 60v        497| "There is not suche a man in lande,
 1:18; f. 60v        498| If he be doughty of his hand,

 1:19; f. 60v        499| As he is of body to see,
 1:19; f. 60v        500| Of what lond that euyr he bee.'
 1:19; f. 60v        501| "Allas,' she sayd, "and welleaway,
 1:19; f. 60v        502| That for a word he went away!
 1:19; f. 60v        503| Had men sought all mankynde,
 1:19; f. 61r        504| A feyrer body shuld no man fynde.'
 1:19; f. 61r        505| This lady t+hat was of ryche blode,
 1:19; f. 61r        506| That nyght she cowde but lytell gode,
 1:19; f. 61r        507| That she shuld suche mone make
 1:19; f. 61r        508| For a strange mannys sake,
 1:19; f. 61r        509| That no man wist what he was;
 1:19; f. 61r        510| But yit she sayd ofte, "Allas,
 1:19; f. 61r        511| For suche is none in Crystente,
 1:19; f. 61r        512| Full wele hym semeth a knyght to be!'
 1:19; f. 61r        513| Thus she comforted hyr amonge
 1:19; f. 61r        514| And ofte she felle in mornyng stronge.
 1:19; f. 61r        515| Ipomydon went, as ye may here,
 1:19; f. 61r        516| Byhynde he lefte a messyngere
 1:19; f. 61r        517| For to brynge hym tythyngis newe,
 1:19; f. 61r        518| Iff there were any that he knewe;
 1:19; f. 61r        519| What they were he shuld hym brynge,
 1:19; f. 61r        520| And that anon, withoute lettynge,
 1:19; f. 61r        521| The land of Poyle he hathe nome
 1:19; f. 61r        522| And to t+he kyng, his fader, ys come
 1:19; f. 61r        523| And to t+he quene, his modyr dere,
 1:19; f. 61r        524| For hym they made ryght glad chere.
 1:19; f. 61r        525| Curteyse he was, bothe stoute and bolde,
 1:19; f. 61r        526| And myche in land he was of-tolde;
 1:19; f. 61r        527| All men hym louyd, suche was his grace.

 1:20; f. 61r        528| Of chyld Ipomydon here is a space.
 1:20; f. 61r        529| They were togedyr many yere,
 1:20; f. 61r        530| With myche myrth and game in fere;
 1:20; f. 61r        531| The kyng his sonne knyght gan make,
 1:20; f. 61r        532| And many another for his sake.
 1:20; f. 61r        533| Justes were cryed, ladyes to see,
 1:20; f. 61r        534| Thedyr come lordys grete plente,
 1:20; f. 61r        535| Turnementis atyred in the felde,
 1:20; f. 61r        536| A thousand armed with spere and shelde.
 1:20; f. 61r        537| Knyghtis bygan togedir to ryde,
 1:20; f. 61r        538| Somme were vnhorsyd on euery syde.
 1:20; f. 61r        539| Ipomydon t+hat day was victoryus
 1:20; f. 61r        540| And there he gaff many a cours,
 1:20; f. 61v        541| For there was non that he mette,
 1:20; f. 61v        542| And his spere on hym wold sette,
 1:20; f. 61v        543| That aftir within a lytell stounde
 1:20; f. 61v        544| Hors and man bothe went to ground.
 1:20; f. 61v        545| The heraudes gaff t+he child t+he gree,
 1:20; f. 61v        546| A thousand pownd he had to fee.
 1:20; f. 61v        547| Mynstrellys had yiftes of golde,
 1:20; f. 61v        548| And fourty dayes t+hys fest was holde.
 1:20; f. 61v        549| Off the eyre of Calabre here will I telle,
 1:20; f. 61v        550| And of hyr baronage fayre and well,
 1:20; f. 61v        551| How that they had at counselle bene
 1:20; f. 61v        552| And of assent was theym bytwene
 1:20; f. 61v        553| T+Hat here lady shuld take an husband
 1:20; f. 61v        554| To gouerne theyme and all there land,

 1:21; f. 61v        555| Bycause she was of yong age.
 1:21; f. 61v        556| To hyr come all hyr baronage
 1:21; f. 61v        557| And sayd, "Madame, we wille you pray
 1:21; f. 61v        558| That we myght oure will sey.
 1:21; f. 61v        559| Youre lond thynkyth ye do theyme wronge
 1:21; f. 61v        560| Withowte kyng to dwelle so longe,
 1:21; f. 61v        561| That myght gouerne t+his land so feyre,
 1:21; f. 61v        562| And bytwyxe you gete an eyre,
 1:21; f. 61v        563| And hold t+his land in right blode.'
 1:21; f. 61v        564| The lady answerd with myld mode:
 1:21; f. 61v        565| "Your counseyle ys gode euerychone,
 1:21; f. 61v        566| But husband yit will I haue none.'
 1:21; f. 61v        567| They toke leve and wente here way
 1:21; f. 61v        568| And bytaught the lady gode day.
 1:21; f. 61v        569| To counselle new than gon they gone
 1:21; f. 61v        570| And full sone they were at one,
 1:21; f. 61v        571| To kyng Melliager, hyr eme, they went
 1:21; f. 61v        572| And told hym of the ladyes entent:
 1:21; f. 61v        573| For an husband t+hey had bene at hyrre,
 1:21; f. 61v        574| And she yaff theym lyght answere.
 1:21; f. 61v        575| Furthe they went, withoute lettyng,
 1:21; f. 61v        576| To the land there he was kynge.
 1:21; f. 61v        577| Kynge Melliager sone they found
 1:21; f. 62r        578| And anone they knelyd to ground,
 1:21; f. 62r        579| Praying hym as lord dere
 1:21; f. 62r        580| That he wold here prayer here;
 1:21; f. 62r        581| They told hym all togedyr nowe
 1:21; f. 62r        582| What t+hat they had done and howe,
 1:21; f. 62r        583| And suche answere she yaffe theyme tylle,

 1:22; f. 62r        584| Husband to haue she had no wille:
 1:22; f. 62r        585| "Wherefore, lord, we wold you prey,
 1:22; f. 62r        586| For we wote wele t+hat ye best may
 1:22; f. 62r        587| Councelle wele oure lady nowe,
 1:22; f. 62r        588| As best may be the remes prowe.'
 1:22; f. 62r        589| "Lordyngis,' he sayd, "withoutyn fayle,
 1:22; f. 62r        590| I assent vnto your conce[y]lle,
 1:22; f. 62r        591| For to my cosyn will I goo
 1:22; f. 62r        592| And make hyr, or I wend hyr fro,
 1:22; f. 62r        593| Me to graunt husband to take,
 1:22; f. 62r        594| Or clene my love she shall forsake.'
 1:22; f. 62r        595| Than they thankyd the kynge so free
 1:22; f. 62r        596| And went home to theyre contre.
 1:22; f. 62r        597| Kyng Mellyager to his cosyn ys gone,
 1:22; f. 62r        598| And she hym welcomyd feyre anon,
 1:22; f. 62r        599| And of his comyng she was glad,
 1:22; f. 62r        600| And moche <joye> of hym she made.
 1:22; f. 62r        601| Whan they had take hyr sporte in halle,
 1:22; f. 62r        602| The kynge to counselle gan hyr calle
 1:22; f. 62r        603| And sayd, "Dere cosyn, here my wille:
 1:22; f. 62r        604| An husband must ye take you tylle,
 1:22; f. 62r        605| The whiche may of t+his land by kynge,
 1:22; f. 62r        606| And gouerne it in all thynge;
 1:22; f. 62r        607| For no woman may take on hand,
 1:22; f. 62r        608| Wele to gouerne suche a land.'
 1:22; f. 62r        609| "Sir,' she sayd, "ye be of my blode,
 1:22; f. 62r        610| I hold your counselle feyre and good

 1:23; f. 62r        611| And aftir it feyne wold I doo,
 1:23; f. 62r        612| As most worship may be me to;
 1:23; f. 62r        613| But sythe t+hat I haue husband shalle,
 1:23; f. 62r        614| Do make crye vndir t+his castell walle,
 1:23; f. 62r        615| Justes there thre dayes to laste,
 1:23; f. 62r        616| And who t+hat there may bere hym best
 1:23; f. 62v        617| And that doughtyest ys of hande
 1:23; f. 62v        618| Shall wedde me and all this lande.
 1:23; f. 62v        619| Syr, loke ye crye, withoute delaye,
 1:23; f. 62v        620| By halfe yere afore the day,
 1:23; f. 62v        621| That it be know ferre and nere,
 1:23; f. 62v        622| On what day it shall be here.'
 1:23; f. 62v        623| Now thynkith this feyre may
 1:23; f. 62v        624| On the strange squyer nyght and day:
 1:23; f. 62v        625| "If he be suche as I hym holde,
 1:23; f. 62v        626| Also doughty and so bolde,
 1:23; f. 62v        627| For me than he wille be here
 1:23; f. 62v        628| And wynne me in all manere.'
 1:23; f. 62v        629| Heraudes were callyd in hye,
 1:23; f. 62v        630| Thrughe the land to make the crye;
 1:23; f. 62v        631| This crye was knowen ouerall,
 1:23; f. 62v        632| In all the land grete and smalle.
 1:23; f. 62v        633| Ipomydons messyngere anone
 1:23; f. 62v        634| Home to Poyle gan he gone;
 1:23; f. 62v        635| The crye he vndyrstode wele
 1:23; f. 62v        636| And told his maister euerydele.
 1:23; f. 62v        637| Ipomydon in hert was full glad,
 1:23; f. 62v        638| Whan that he the tythyngis herd;

 1:24; f. 62v        639| He callyd his maister Tholomewe,
 1:24; f. 62v        640| That euer was full gode and trewe,
 1:24; f. 62v        641| And sayd, "Syr, make vs redy,
 1:24; f. 62v        642| For into Calabre now will I!'
 1:24; f. 62v        643| He purveyd hym thre noble stedis
 1:24; f. 62v        644| And also thre noble wedys;
 1:24; f. 62v        645| That one was white as any mylke,
 1:24; f. 62v        646| The trappure of hym was white sylke;
 1:24; f. 62v        647| T+Hat other was rede, bothe styffe and stoure,
 1:24; f. 62v        648| The trappure was of t+he same coloure;
 1:24; f. 62v        649| Blake t+han was t+hat othir stede,
 1:24; f. 62v        650| The same coloure was his wede.
 1:24; f. 62v        651| Thre greyhondis with hym he ladde,
 1:24; f. 62v        652| The best t+hat his fader had,
 1:24; f. 63r        653| Rede and whyte and blake they were.
 1:24; f. 63r        654| Whan he was dight in this manere,
 1:24; f. 63r        655| With hym he toke a feyre may,
 1:24; f. 63r        656| And went forthe on his jorney;
 1:24; f. 63r        657| Into Seseney the wey they nome.
 1:24; f. 63r        658| Within the lond whan t+hat he come,
 1:24; f. 63r        659| He bad Tholomew take his stedys,
 1:24; f. 63r        660| All his men and all his wedys:
 1:24; f. 63r        661| "And take your inne in the cyte
 1:24; f. 63r        662| By nyght t+hat no man you see.
 1:24; f. 63r        663| Lette no man se theyme nyght ne day,
 1:24; f. 63r        664| But them t+hat shall here mete ley.'

 1:25; f. 63r        665| Hys owne wey forthe he nome
 1:25; f. 63r        666| Vnto a forest tyll t+hat he come;
 1:25; f. 63r        667| There huntyd kyng Mellyager in t+hat forest,
 1:25; f. 63r        668| Atte hert and hynd and wyld beste;
 1:25; f. 63r        669| Ipomydon mette with a knyght
 1:25; f. 63r        670| And askyd hym anone-right
 1:25; f. 63r        671| Who that grete lord was,
 1:25; f. 63r        672| That in the forest made t+he chase.
 1:25; f. 63r        673| The knyght sayd, "Yff ye will here,
 1:25; f. 63r        674| It ys the kynge Mellyagere
 1:25; f. 63r        675| That thus huntithe here besyde.'
 1:25; f. 63r        676| Ipomydon vnto t+he kynge gan ryde
 1:25; f. 63r        677| And saluted hym as a kyng dere,
 1:25; f. 63r        678| He welcomyd hym on feyre manere.
 1:25; f. 63r        679| He prayd the kynge if it were his wille,
 1:25; f. 63r        680| A lytelle stounde to stonde stille
 1:25; f. 63r        681| And here the speche of a knyght;
 1:25; f. 63r        682| The kynge hym grauntid anone-right.
 1:25; f. 63r        683| "I am a knyght, as ye may see,
 1:25; f. 63r        684| And come I am frome ferre contre,
 1:25; f. 63r        685| For nobley of you I haue herd telle;
 1:25; f. 63r        686| All my desyre ys with you to dwelle,
 1:25; f. 63r        687| In youre contre to be here,
 1:25; f. 63r        688| The maner of t+his land to lere.'
 1:25; f. 63v        689| The kynge byheld t+he knyght than,
 1:25; f. 63v        690| Hym thoght he was a godely man:
 1:25; f. 63v        691| "In all this land, bothe ferre and mere,
 1:25; f. 63v        692| Ys none so feyre a bachelere.'

 1:26; f. 63v        693| "Sir knyght,' he sayd in feyre manere,
 1:26; f. 63v        694| "Gladly shall ye dwellyn here.'
 1:26; f. 63v        695| Ipomydon sayd, "I shall you telle,
 1:26; f. 63v        696| At this couenant wold I dwelle;
 1:26; f. 63v        697| Full fayne I wold be redy bowne
 1:26; f. 63v        698| To lede your quene bothe vp and downe,
 1:26; f. 63v        699| Fro hyr chambre to hyr halle,
 1:26; f. 63v        700| And my leman I wold hyr calle;
 1:26; f. 63v        701| My mayden t+hat is of honoure
 1:26; f. 63v        702| Shall dwelle in t+he quenys boure;
 1:26; f. 63v        703| At euery terme t+hat I hyr lede,
 1:26; f. 63v        704| A kusse of t+he quene shall be my mede.
 1:26; f. 63v        705| I will no more for my servyse.'
 1:26; f. 63v        706| The kyng anone, withoute avyse,
 1:26; f. 63v        707| Thoght he come for othyr thynge,
 1:26; f. 63v        708| And grantyd hym his askynge.
 1:26; f. 63v        709| Anone the kyng lefte his game,
 1:26; f. 63v        710| Home they rode bothe insame
 1:26; f. 63v        711| And to t+he quene t+he covenantys seyd.
 1:26; f. 63v        712| "As ye haue done, I hold me payd.'
 1:26; f. 63v        713| There he dwellyd many a day
 1:26; f. 63v        714| With myche myrthe, game and play;
 1:26; f. 63v        715| Full feyre he dyd his servyse
 1:26; f. 63v        716| And servyd t+he quene at hyr devyse;
 1:26; f. 63v        717| Where t+hat she went, in boure or halle,
 1:26; f. 63v        718| The quene his leman dyd he calle.
 1:26; f. 63v        719| So it befelle vppon a day
 1:26; f. 63v        720| That to t+he justes men dyd hem araye;

 1:27; f. 63v        721| Thedyr wold kyng Mellyagere
 1:27; f. 63v        722| With all the knyghtis t+hat with hym were:
 1:27; f. 64r        723| Sir Campanyus, t+hat good knyght,
 1:27; f. 64r        724| In all t+hat lond was none so wight,
 1:27; f. 64r        725| And sir Caymys, t+he kyngis steward,
 1:27; f. 64r        726| A doughty knyght and no coward.
 1:27; f. 64r        727| The kynge sayd to sir Ipomydon,
 1:27; f. 64r        728| That callyd was the quenys lemman,
 1:27; f. 64r        729| As he mette hym in the halle:
 1:27; f. 64r        730| "The tyme ys come t+hat juste we shalle;
 1:27; f. 64r        731| Dight you now, go we oure way!
 1:27; f. 64r        732| I wote ye thynke to wynne t+he may.'
 1:27; f. 64r        733| And he answerd with myld chere:
 1:27; f. 64r        734| "Who shuld t+han serve my lady dere?
 1:27; f. 64r        735| For certis of justes can I noght,
 1:27; f. 64r        736| To serve my lady is all my thoght.
 1:27; f. 64r        737| If I hyr lefte for other dede,
 1:27; f. 64r        738| I were not worthy to haue my mede.'
 1:27; f. 64r        739| The kynge hym turnyd t+han away
 1:27; f. 64r        740| And to his knyghtis gan he say:
 1:27; f. 64r        741| "So feyre a body as bereth hee,
 1:27; f. 64r        742| Allas, a coward t+hat he shuld be!'
 1:27; f. 64r        743| Campanyus and all t+hat stode hym by
 1:27; f. 64r        744| Bymenyd that knyght curtesly;
 1:27; f. 64r        745| They toke there leve at t+he quene
 1:27; f. 64r        746| And wente forthe all bydene,
 1:27; f. 64r        747| Vnto Calabre they toke t+he way,

 1:28; f. 64r        748| There they shuld just t+hat other day.
 1:28; f. 64r        749| Leve we theyme at t+he justynge
 1:28; f. 64r        750| And talke we now of other thynge,
 1:28; f. 64r        751| Off Ipomydon and t+he lady shene
 1:28; f. 64r        752| That was at home with t+he quene.
 1:28; f. 64r        753| Whan tyme come t+hey shuld to mete,
 1:28; f. 64r        754| Ipomydon brought hir to hyr sete;
 1:28; f. 64r        755| Into the halle whan he hyr broght,
 1:28; f. 64r        756| To take hys cusse forgate he noght.
 1:28; f. 64v        757| Whan she had etyn, to chambre she wente,
 1:28; f. 64v        758| Ipomydon to the quene he wente:
 1:28; f. 64v        759| "To-morow, madame, I wold you pray,
 1:28; f. 64v        760| With leve of you, whan yt is day,
 1:28; f. 64v        761| Go to t+he forest to take a dere.
 1:28; f. 64v        762| My greyhondes ranne not t+his quartere;
 1:28; f. 64v        763| Whyle my lord ys at t+he justynge,
 1:28; f. 64v        764| My greyhoundis I wold feyne se rennynge.
 1:28; f. 64v        765| O thyng, madame, I wold you pray:
 1:28; f. 64v        766| If I come not be tyme of day,
 1:28; f. 64v        767| Whan ye se tyme, to mete ye wend,
 1:28; f. 64v        768| For I wote neuyr how long I lend.'
 1:28; f. 64v        769| "Sir," she sayd, "God you spede.'
 1:28; f. 64v        770| He kyssyd hyr and forthe he yede.
 1:28; f. 64v        771| Ipomydon callyd his master than,
 1:28; f. 64v        772| Sir Tholomew, that noble man:
 1:28; f. 64v        773| "To my hostage ye go by nyght,
 1:28; f. 64v        774| My white stede, loke he be dight,
 1:28; f. 64v        775| And with the armure hedyr ye brynge

 1:29; f. 64v        776| To-morow, or the day sprynge.
 1:29; f. 64v        777| Hye you oute at t+he castelle yate
 1:29; f. 64v        778| And frome all syght kepe you allgate.'
 1:29; f. 64v        779| Ipomydon went to t+he portere
 1:29; f. 64v        780| And prayd hym, if his wille were,
 1:29; f. 64v        781| The yate myght by opyn or day;
 1:29; f. 64v        782| T+He porter grantyd hym and toke hym t+he key,
 1:29; f. 64v        783| And at t+he fryst cokke roose hee;
 1:29; f. 64v        784| Furthe he went with greyhondis thre,
 1:29; f. 64v        785| In a lesshe he dyd hem do
 1:29; f. 64v        786| And blew a grete horne also;
 1:29; f. 64v        787| He blew lowde and shoke it wele
 1:29; f. 64v        788| That it ronge all t+he castelle.
 1:29; f. 64v        789| The maydenys to t+he quene gan say:
 1:29; f. 64v        790| "Youre lemman gothe to wynne t+he may.'
 1:29; f. 65r        791| The quene answerd, withoute lettynge:
 1:29; f. 65r        792| "All men konne not of justynge.
 1:29; f. 65r        793| Thoughe he kanne not of suche dedys,
 1:29; f. 65r        794| He may be gode at other nedis.'
 1:29; f. 65r        795| Ipomydon is to Tholomew gone
 1:29; f. 65r        796| And toke hym hys houndis euerychon.
 1:29; f. 65r        797| He prayd hym, as his maister dere,
 1:29; f. 65r        798| To note theyme wele in all manere,
 1:29; f. 65r        799| And with the flesshe kepe theym in place,
 1:29; f. 65r        800| There t+hat theyre stevyn sette was.
 1:29; f. 65r        801| He sayd, "God spede t+he, lord dere!
 1:29; f. 65r        802| Thereto I shall do my deuere.'
 1:29; f. 65r        803| Ipomydon went forthe and his page

 1:30; f. 65r        804| Till he came to an ermytage;
 1:30; f. 65r        805| He lokyd forthe and byheld,
 1:30; f. 65r        806| many a knyght he saw in feld.
 1:30; f. 65r        807| Iche to other fast gan ryde
 1:30; f. 65r        808| With grete sperys on iche syde.
 1:30; f. 65r        809| He toke his spere anone-ryght
 1:30; f. 65r        810| And lepte on his stede so light;
 1:30; f. 65r        811| In he come amonge hem alle,
 1:30; f. 65r        812| Throw the clowdis as he had falle;
 1:30; f. 65r        813| The fryst knyght he gan to ryde
 1:30; f. 65r        814| With a spere, t+hat wold abyde,
 1:30; f. 65r        815| In-myddis the sheld he sette his spere,
 1:30; f. 65r        816| That hors and man he gan downe bere.
 1:30; f. 65r        817| Anothir knyght he mette also,
 1:30; f. 65r        818| That his bakke tobrast in two;
 1:30; f. 65r        819| The thryd he sloughe, withoute lettynge,
 1:30; f. 65r        820| The fourthe wente into t+he same rynge.
 1:30; f. 65r        821| There was no knyght t+hat he mette,
 1:30; f. 65r        822| T+Hat wold hys spere on hym sette,
 1:30; f. 65r        823| But if his spere all tobrakke,
 1:30; f. 65r        824| He wold hym to t+he ground shake.
 1:30; f. 65r        825| The lady lay ouer t+he castell walle
 1:30; f. 65r        826| And byheld t+he justis alle;
 1:30; f. 65r        827| She sent speres white and blake
 1:30; f. 65v        828| To all men t+hat wold hem take.
 1:30; f. 65v        829| Jason she sent vnto t+he knyght
 1:30; f. 65v        830| That in white harneise was dight,
 1:30; f. 65v        831| To bere hym sperys at his nede;
 1:30; f. 65v        832| She thoght hym worthiest of dede,

 1:31; f. 65v        833| And every man till othir gan saye,
 1:31; f. 65v        834| He was t+he manlyest there t+hat day.
 1:31; f. 65v        835| Than all t+he peple homeward went
 1:31; f. 65v        836| And Jason to t+he knyght hym bente,
 1:31; f. 65v        837| Praying hym, "As lord dere,
 1:31; f. 65v        838| Come home here to thyne owne manere,
 1:31; f. 65v        839| For wele I wote thou shalt be kynge,
 1:31; f. 65v        840| The whiche is gretly to my lykynge!'
 1:31; f. 65v        841| "Jason,' he sayd, "God t+he foryelde
 1:31; f. 65v        842| Thy grete servyce to-day in t+he felde,
 1:31; f. 65v        843| That t+hou hast done me in t+his place.'
 1:31; f. 65v        844| Jason merveyled of t+hat case:
 1:31; f. 65v        845| "Sir,' he sayd, "for charyte,
 1:31; f. 65v        846| What man be ye t+hat knoweth me?'
 1:31; f. 65v        847| "it were merveile but I t+he knew.
 1:31; f. 65v        848| Somme-tyme t+hou were my felow trewe.
 1:31; f. 65v        849| I am,' he sayd, "t+he strange squyere
 1:31; f. 65v        850| That servyd my lady t+his endris yere;
 1:31; f. 65v        851| Grete hyr wele on all manere.
 1:31; f. 65v        852| This day for hyr I haue bene here,
 1:31; f. 65v        853| But lenger dwelle here may I noght,
 1:31; f. 65v        854| Suche tithyngis to me is broght
 1:31; f. 65v        855| Home frome myne owne contre,
 1:31; f. 65v        856| And forth I most, as I telle the.'
 1:31; f. 65v        857| "A sir,' he sayd, "art thou he?
 1:31; f. 65v        858| For God t+hat dyed vppon a tree,
 1:31; f. 65v        859| Come now and with my lady speke,
 1:31; f. 65v        860| Or ellis I wote hyr herte will breke,

 1:32; f. 65v        861| For and she knew t+hou went away,
 1:32; f. 65v        862| She lyveth nevir to-morow day.'
 1:32; f. 65v        863| "Thou shalt, Jason, vndirstond
 1:32; f. 65v        864| I wold not tarye for all t+his land.'
 1:32; f. 65v        865| He toke his leve and went his way.
 1:32; f. 65v        866| Jason to t+he quene gan say
 1:32; f. 65v        867| Word for word euerydele:
 1:32; f. 66r        868| "The strange squyer grette you wele.
 1:32; f. 66r        869| He was t+hat ylke whyte knyght
 1:32; f. 66r        870| That in t+he feld so richely was dight.'
 1:32; f. 66r        871| This lady to hyr chambre ys gone;
 1:32; f. 66r        872| A sory woman was she one.
 1:32; f. 66r        873| Vppon hyr bedde she gan downe falle
 1:32; f. 66r        874| On swoune afore hyr maydens alle,
 1:32; f. 66r        875| And whan she roos of swounynge
 1:32; f. 66r        876| Hir handis fast gan she wrynge:
 1:32; f. 66r        877| "Allas,' she sayd, "what I was wode,
 1:32; f. 66r        878| A witteles thyng, and cowde no goode!
 1:32; f. 66r        879| My witte myght haue seruyd me
 1:32; f. 66r        880| That suche a man doughty most be.'
 1:32; f. 66r        881| But yit she trowyd in hyr thoght,
 1:32; f. 66r        882| So lightly wold he leve hyr noght;
 1:32; f. 66r        883| That was hyr comfort most in care,
 1:32; f. 66r        884| And ellis she had hyrself forfare.
 1:32; f. 66r        885| Ipomydon to his maister camme,
 1:32; f. 66r        886| He found hym and his houndes anone;
 1:32; f. 66r        887| Plente of flesshe had he caught,

 1:33; f. 66r        888| Hors and harneyse he hym bytaught,
 1:33; f. 66r        889| And eyther passyd to hyr inne.
 1:33; f. 66r        890| Ipomydon the flesshe toke with hym,
 1:33; f. 66r        891| Byfore the quene he ganne it bere,
 1:33; f. 66r        892| As she was sette at hyr sopere.
 1:33; f. 66r        893| "Madame,' he sayd, "my lord, t+he kynge,
 1:33; f. 66r        894| Hathe not t+hus sped with hy[s] justynge.'
 1:33; f. 66r        895| All the halle that t+here were insame,
 1:33; f. 66r        896| At hym they loughe and had game.
 1:33; f. 66r        897| Ipomydon went to his mete,
 1:33; f. 66r        898| Faste he brake and faste he ete,
 1:33; f. 66r        899| For he had fasted all t+hat day;
 1:33; f. 66r        900| Suche a lykynge he had in pley.
 1:33; f. 66r        901| As they satte at there sopere,
 1:33; f. 66r        902| In comythe the kyngis messyngere;
 1:33; f. 66r        903| Vppon his knee he hym sette
 1:33; f. 66r        904| And t+he quene feyre he grette.
 1:33; f. 66r        905| To hyr sent word hyr lord, t+he kynge,
 1:33; f. 66r        906| How they had done at t+he justynge;
 1:33; f. 66r        907| Tho askyd t+he quene anone-right:
 1:33; f. 66r        908| "Was there any with Campanyus dyd fight,
 1:33; f. 66v        909| That was so doughty in t+he felde,
 1:33; f. 66v        910| Outher with spere or with shelde?'
 1:33; f. 66v        911| "Ya, madame, so mot I thee,
 1:33; f. 66v        912| Ther was oone worthe suche thre:
 1:33; f. 66v        913| In white armure he was dight,
 1:33; f. 66v        914| In all t+he feld was none so wight,

 1:34; f. 66v        915| But if it were my lord, t+he kynge,
 1:34; f. 66v        916| For he is passand in euery thynge.'
 1:34; f. 66v        917| The quene asked, "what was hee?'
 1:34; f. 66v        918| The messyngere sayd, "So mot I the,
 1:34; f. 66v        919| At t+hat tyme knew hym no man.'
 1:34; f. 66v        920| Than byspake Ipomydon,
 1:34; f. 66v        921| And sayd, "Messyngere, I the pray,
 1:34; f. 66v        922| Vnto my lorde, t+he kyng, t+hou saye
 1:34; f. 66v        923| That my good whyte greyhound
 1:34; f. 66v        924| Hathe sleyne more dere and broght to ground
 1:34; f. 66v        925| Than wold hys haue done to-daye.'
 1:34; f. 66v        926| Ipomydon to t+he quene gan saye,
 1:34; f. 66v        927| Praying he moste t+he kyng somme bere,
 1:34; f. 66v        928| To wete t+hat he was no lyere.
 1:34; f. 66v        929| The quene ys to hyr chambre gone,
 1:34; f. 66v        930| Thedir ledithe hyr Ipomydon;
 1:34; f. 66v        931| He prayd leue on t+he morow to play,
 1:34; f. 66v        932| As he had done t+hat othir day.
 1:34; f. 66v        933| The quene hym grauntyd curtessly;
 1:34; f. 66v        934| To hys maister he dyd hym hye,
 1:34; f. 66v        935| And prayd hym sone and anone
 1:34; f. 66v        936| To his ostage t+hat he shuld gone
 1:34; f. 66v        937| And brynge hym his rede stede,
 1:34; f. 66v        938| Foryete noght t+he same wede,
 1:34; f. 66v        939| In the place t+hat they were ere,
 1:34; f. 66v        940| And t+hat he shuld be erly there.
 1:34; f. 66v        941| Ful erly roos Ipomydon,
 1:34; f. 66v        942| His horne, hys greyhond he toke t+han.
 1:34; f. 66v        943| He blew it lowde and wele gan shake,

 1:35; f. 66v        944| That all t+he maydens t+ho gan awake.
 1:35; f. 66v        945| Than sayd all t+hat were t+herinne:
 1:35; f. 66v        946| "Your lemman gothe t+he mayd to wynne.'
 1:35; f. 66v        947| The quene answeryd, as she dyd ere:
 1:35; f. 66v        948| "He may more wynne t+han he were t+here.'
 1:35; f. 67r        949| The kyngis messengere forthe went
 1:35; f. 67r        950| And toke hym hole his present;
 1:35; f. 67r        951| Euery word t+he kynge he tolde,
 1:35; f. 67r        952| Than seyd t+he knyghtys t+hat were bolde:
 1:35; f. 67r        953| "Allas, t+hat suche a knyght shuld leve
 1:35; f. 67r        954| But he to manhode wold hym yeve!'
 1:35; f. 67r        955| Ipomydon to his maister wente,
 1:35; f. 67r        956| His armure and his stede he hent,
 1:35; f. 67r        957| T+He rede greyhound he toke hym ryght.
 1:35; f. 67r        958| That day he prayd hym do his myght,
 1:35; f. 67r        959| And in t+hat place kepe t+he fleshe
 1:35; f. 67r        960| With t+he greyhoundis in t+he lesshe.
 1:35; f. 67r        961| Forthe he went in t+hat stounde
 1:35; f. 67r        962| And to t+he ermytage he came sound,
 1:35; f. 67r        963| Into t+he feld he lokyd t+hanne,
 1:35; f. 67r        964| He saw many an armyd man,
 1:35; f. 67r        965| Hym he armyd and forthe gan ryde.
 1:35; f. 67r        966| Faste they justyd on euery syde,
 1:35; f. 67r        967| And euyr byheld t+he lady bryght,
 1:35; f. 67r        968| If she myght se t+he whyte knyght;
 1:35; f. 67r        969| For she on hym non eye myght caste,
 1:35; f. 67r        970| She thoght hyr hert wold tobreste.
 1:35; f. 67r        971| Jason t+hat day was made knyght
 1:35; f. 67r        972| And richely in t+he feld was dight;

 1:36; f. 67r        973| Ipomydon, this case he sawe
 1:36; f. 67r        974| T+Hat Jason was knyght, his owne felawe;
 1:36; f. 67r        975| To hym he prekyd faste in hye;
 1:36; f. 67r        976| Whan he shulde mete, he rode hym by.
 1:36; f. 67r        977| That day he taught hym so to done
 1:36; f. 67r        978| That worthely he wanne his shone.
 1:36; f. 67r        979| But Ipomydon, as I you saye,
 1:36; f. 67r        980| Many a knyght he fellyd t+hat day,
 1:36; f. 67r        981| So many sperys he brakke onsondre
 1:36; f. 67r        982| That all folke on hym had wondere.
 1:36; f. 67r        983| They sayd there nas in all t+hat lande
 1:36; f. 67r        984| Noon so manly man of hande,
 1:36; f. 67r        985| For all they sayd t+ho full tyte,
 1:36; f. 67r        986| The rede was better t+han t+he white,
 1:36; f. 67v        987| And so he bare hym t+hat daye
 1:36; f. 67v        988| That knyghtys wexe wery of his playe.
 1:36; f. 67v        989| Whan euery knyght to hys inne gan ryde,
 1:36; f. 67v        990| Sir Jason dyd with hym abyde
 1:36; f. 67v        991| And sayd, "Syr knyght, God t+he foryelde
 1:36; f. 67v        992| Thy grete helpe to-day in t+he felde!
 1:36; f. 67v        993| Thrughe the the more loue t+hat I wanne,
 1:36; f. 67v        994| That more desyre I ne canne.
 1:36; f. 67v        995| I wote t+hou shalt be lord here,
 1:36; f. 67v        996| For I know noon t+hat is t+hi pere,
 1:36; f. 67v        997| Saffe yistyrday the whyte knyght,
 1:36; f. 67v        998| But he is oute of lond dight.'
 1:36; f. 67v        999| "Nay, Jason, my trew fere,
 1:36; f. 67v       1000| Thou shalt se t+hat I am here.
 1:36; f. 67v       1001| But grete wele my lady dere,

 1:37; f. 67v       1002| For hyr to-day haue I bene here,
 1:37; f. 67v       1003| The whiche I say, withouten fayle,
 1:37; f. 67v       1004| Will me torne to grete travaile,
 1:37; f. 67v       1005| And many an hors ryde to ded,
 1:37; f. 67v       1006| Or I come there t+hat me most nede;
 1:37; f. 67v       1007| For all my lond I lese for ay,
 1:37; f. 67v       1008| But I be there by a certeyne day.'
 1:37; f. 67v       1009| Jason sayd, "Syr, mercy,
 1:37; f. 67v       1010| And thynke vppon my lady,
 1:37; f. 67v       1011| For and ye passe hyr t+hus froo,
 1:37; f. 67v       1012| For sorow she wille hyrselfe slo!'
 1:37; f. 67v       1013| Ipomydon sayd, "By heuyn-kynge,
 1:37; f. 67v       1014| At this tyme I will not lynge,
 1:37; f. 67v       1015| But grete hyr wele and haue gode day,
 1:37; f. 67v       1016| And I shall come whan t+hat I may.'
 1:37; f. 67v       1017| Sir Jason passyd forthe in hyee
 1:37; f. 67v       1018| And this tale tolde to the lady:
 1:37; f. 67v       1019| "The rede knyght and t+he whyte ys one,
 1:37; f. 67v       1020| But forsothe now ys he goon!'
 1:37; f. 67v       1021| Than sory was that swete thynge,
 1:37; f. 67v       1022| And efte she felle in mornynge;
 1:37; f. 67v       1023| But she bethought hyr, [a]s she dyd are,
 1:37; f. 67v       1024| And ellis she had hyrselfe forfare.
 1:37; f. 67v       1025| Ipomydo[n] to his maister yede,
 1:37; f. 67v       1026| And toke his armure and his stede;
 1:37; f. 67v       1027| He toke the flesshe and t+he greyhound,
 1:37; f. 68r       1028| And gan to go toward the towne.

 1:38; f. 68r       1029| His hors he had and his huntyng-wede,
 1:38; f. 68r       1030| Anone into t+he halle he yede,
 1:38; f. 68r       1031| Byfore t+he quene the flesshe he leyd,
 1:38; f. 68r       1032| "Here ys my dayes jorney,' he sayd.
 1:38; f. 68r       1033| At hym they loughe and made glad chere,
 1:38; f. 68r       1034| The quene went to hyr sopere
 1:38; f. 68r       1035| And hyr leman sat hyr by.
 1:38; f. 68r       1036| The kynges messengere come in hye,
 1:38; f. 68r       1037| And sayd t+he kyng grete hyr wele.
 1:38; f. 68r       1038| The justis he told hyr euerydele.
 1:38; f. 68r       1039| The fryst word t+he quene gan say:
 1:38; f. 68r       1040| "Come t+he white knyght there to-day?'
 1:38; f. 68r       1041| "Nay,' he sayd, "By God allmyght,
 1:38; f. 68r       1042| But there was a noble rede knyght,
 1:38; f. 68r       1043| The whiche all men t+hat gan hym see,
 1:38; f. 68r       1044| Said t+hat he was bettir t+han hee.'
 1:38; f. 68r       1045| Ipomydon sayd to t+he messengere:
 1:38; f. 68r       1046| "Recomand me to my lord so dere,
 1:38; f. 68r       1047| And say that Gager, my rede greyhounde,
 1:38; f. 68r       1048| Moche dere hathe broght t+his day to ground.
 1:38; f. 68r       1049| I had more joye at hys rynnynge
 1:38; f. 68r       1050| Than to stand and stare to se t+he justynge.
 1:38; f. 68r       1051| "Madame,' he said, "so God me amend,
 1:38; f. 68r       1052| Of youre game I rede ye hym send.'
 1:38; f. 68r       1053| "Sir,' she said, "as ye thynke beste.
 1:38; f. 68r       1054| Farewele for now I go to reste.'
 1:38; f. 68r       1055| Vnto hyr chambre she went t+han;
 1:38; f. 68r       1056| Byfore hyr come Ipomydon,
 1:38; f. 68r       1057| Ones of leue he wold hyr praye,

 1:39; f. 68r       1058| He wold not hunte after many a day.
 1:39; f. 68r       1059| She hym grantyd of his bone,
 1:39; f. 68r       1060| To his master he went sone;
 1:39; f. 68r       1061| He yede and fette, withoute lakke,
 1:39; f. 68r       1062| Stede and harnesse t+hat was blakke;
 1:39; f. 68r       1063| He knew t+he way at t+he beste,
 1:39; f. 68r       1064| Where they shuld mete in t+he foreste.
 1:39; f. 68r       1065| The messyngere come vnto t+he kynge,
 1:39; f. 68r       1066| Hys present feyre he dyd hym brynge;
 1:39; f. 68r       1067| What he shuld sey forgatte he noght.
 1:39; f. 68r       1068| The kynge of hym wondir thoght
 1:39; f. 68v       1069| And in his hert had grete pyte,
 1:39; f. 68v       1070| So goodly a man as was hee,
 1:39; f. 68v       1071| That euyr he was so lytell of prise
 1:39; f. 68v       1072| And therto full of cowardise.
 1:39; f. 68v       1073| Whateuyr they thoght in here hert,
 1:39; f. 68v       1074| Many of them he made to smerte.
 1:39; f. 68v       1075| Latte hym go, God hym spede,
 1:39; f. 68v       1076| Till eftesone we of hym rede!
 1:39; f. 68v       1077| Ipomydon rose erly there,
 1:39; f. 68v       1078| As he was wonte to done ere;
 1:39; f. 68v       1079| Forthe he rode blowyng his horne,
 1:39; f. 68v       1080| That all the maydens gan hym scorne
 1:39; f. 68v       1081| And sayd, "Your leman gothe to playe,
 1:39; f. 68v       1082| For he wille wynne vp all to-daye.'
 1:39; f. 68v       1083| The quene hem blamyd wondir faste,
 1:39; f. 68v       1084| Hyr hert to hym was somwhat caste.
 1:39; f. 68v       1085| To hys master he went in hye
 1:39; f. 68v       1086| And prayd hym full hertely

 1:40; f. 68v       1087| To take more dere, yf he myght,
 1:40; f. 68v       1088| Than he dyd t+he tother day-light.
 1:40; f. 68v       1089| Anone his hors he gan dighte
 1:40; f. 68v       1090| And rode to t+he feld forthe-ryght,
 1:40; f. 68v       1091| Armure blak lyke the stede,
 1:40; f. 68v       1092| To t+he ermytage forthe he yede;
 1:40; f. 68v       1093| Anone his stede he bestrode,
 1:40; f. 68v       1094| Amonge hem all in he rode.
 1:40; f. 68v       1095| He was sone warre of a knyght
 1:40; f. 68v       1096| That in rede atyre was dight--
 1:40; f. 68v       1097| "This rede knyght was here yisterday,
 1:40; f. 68v       1098| He justid for t+hat feyre may.
 1:40; f. 68v       1099| There was none bare hym so feyre,
 1:40; f. 68v       1100| Of Calabre he wille wynne t+he eyre.'
 1:40; f. 68v       1101| The lady lay on toure on hye,
 1:40; f. 68v       1102| The rede knyght full sone she see;
 1:40; f. 68v       1103| She wende it were t+he strange squyere
 1:40; f. 68v       1104| T+Hat she hopid shuld be hyr fere.
 1:40; f. 68v       1105| Her purpos was to hym to wende,
 1:40; f. 68v       1106| Whan the justes come to ende,
 1:40; f. 68v       1107| And brynge hym with feyre manere,
 1:40; f. 68v       1108| To hyr was none so leffe ne dere.
 1:40; f. 68v       1109| Right as the quene in thoght stode,
 1:40; f. 68v       1110| The rede knyght anone in rode;
 1:40; f. 68v       1111| The blake toke a spere in honde,
 1:40; f. 68v       1112| To just with hym he thoght in londe,

 1:41; f. 69r       1113| And eyther with othyr sone they mette,
 1:41; f. 69r       1114| In-myd the sheld the stroke they sette.
 1:41; f. 69r       1115| The blak knyghtes spere was stiffe and stronge,
 1:41; f. 69r       1116| And therwith he gan fast thronge
 1:41; f. 69r       1117| The knyght and stede within a stounde,
 1:41; f. 69r       1118| That they lay bothe vppon the ground.
 1:41; f. 69r       1119| Ipomydon toke t+he rede stede,
 1:41; f. 69r       1120| To hys men he gan hym lede.
 1:41; f. 69r       1121| Than come forthe syr Caymys,
 1:41; f. 69r       1122| A proude knyght and a daynous;
 1:41; f. 69r       1123| Just he wold with t+he blak knyght,
 1:41; f. 69r       1124| But all to lytelle was hys myght;
 1:41; f. 69r       1125| With a spere t+hat welle wold laste,
 1:41; f. 69r       1126| Knyght and hors downe he caste.
 1:41; f. 69r       1127| Sir Caymys hors he toke in hye,
 1:41; f. 69r       1128| The rede knyghtes he sette hym bye.
 1:41; f. 69r       1129| Sir Campaynus hym faste byhelde,
 1:41; f. 69r       1130| He thoght to just with hym in felde;
 1:41; f. 69r       1131| Hys thoght was to wynne t+he maye,
 1:41; f. 69r       1132| But he fayled foule of his praye.
 1:41; f. 69r       1133| Forthe they rode togedyr faste
 1:41; f. 69r       1134| That there sperys asondre braste;
 1:41; f. 69r       1135| Bothe they were stiffe and stronge,
 1:41; f. 69r       1136| T+Hey luste to ryde, t+hey taryed not longe,
 1:41; f. 69r       1137| And eyther of theym toke a spere;
 1:41; f. 69r       1138| Campaynus t+hoght hym downe to bere.
 1:41; f. 69r       1139| In-mydde t+he place t+he knyghtes mette,
 1:41; f. 69r       1140| Ipomydon so Campanus grette,
 1:41; f. 69r       1141| That knyght and stede in t+hat case

 1:42; f. 69r       1142| Felle on hepe in-midde t+he place.
 1:42; f. 69r       1143| The blake knyght toke hys stede goode,
 1:42; f. 69r       1144| The kynge thereof began to wode
 1:42; f. 69r       1145| That his knyghtes bore downe were.
 1:42; f. 69r       1146| He folowyd t+he knyght with a spere;
 1:42; f. 69r       1147| He had thoght to done hym harme,
 1:42; f. 69r       1148| For he smote hym throw t+he arme.
 1:42; f. 69r       1149| Ipomydon with t+hat stroke abrayde
 1:42; f. 69r       1150| And to t+he kynge t+hus he sayde:
 1:42; f. 69r       1151| "As t+hou arte kynde, gentille and free,
 1:42; f. 69r       1152| Abyde and juste a cours with me,
 1:42; f. 69r       1153| And I foryiffe t+his vilanye!'
 1:42; f. 69r       1154| The kynge sayd, "Therto grant I!'
 1:42; f. 69v       1155| Full fayne he wold haue bene away,
 1:42; f. 69v       1156| But for shame he sayd not nay.
 1:42; f. 69v       1157| The kynge and he, in place t+hey mette,
 1:42; f. 69v       1158| The blake knyght suche a stroke hym sette,
 1:42; f. 69v       1159| That kynge and hors downe he caste,
 1:42; f. 69v       1160| That hym thoght hys nekke tobraste.
 1:42; f. 69v       1161| The kynges stede he ledde away,
 1:42; f. 69v       1162| T+Hat euery man to other gan saye:
 1:42; f. 69v       1163| "He may wele be kynge of londe
 1:42; f. 69v       1164| For the doughtyeste man of hand
 1:42; f. 69v       1165| That any man sawe euer ere.'
 1:42; f. 69v       1166| And so sayd all t+hat there were,
 1:42; f. 69v       1167| They gaffe hym t+he gre of felde
 1:42; f. 69v       1168| For t+he doughtyest vndyr shelde.
 1:42; f. 69v       1169| Herawdis discryued hys arme blake
 1:42; f. 69v       1170| And sayd, in t+he world was not his make,

 1:43; f. 69v       1171| And they sayd, withoute lettynge,
 1:43; f. 69v       1172| He was worthy to be kynge.
 1:43; f. 69v       1173| Whan euery man homeward gan draw,
 1:43; f. 69v       1174| Jason went to his felawe:
 1:43; f. 69v       1175| "Come home, syr, I you pray,
 1:43; f. 69v       1176| To youre owne, I darre wele say.
 1:43; f. 69v       1177| Ye shal be made kynge of lond
 1:43; f. 69v       1178| For t+he doughtiest man of hand.
 1:43; f. 69v       1179| Thou hast no pere, I darre wele say,
 1:43; f. 69v       1180| So sayd all t+hat were here to-day.'
 1:43; f. 69v       1181| "Jason,' he sayd, "God yeld it the,
 1:43; f. 69v       1182| The grete honoure t+hou proferist me.'
 1:43; f. 69v       1183| Jason sayd, "If your willis bee,
 1:43; f. 69v       1184| What ar ye t+hat knowis me?'
 1:43; f. 69v       1185| "Somme-tyme I was t+hi felaw dere
 1:43; f. 69v       1186| T+Hat callyd was t+he strange squyere;
 1:43; f. 69v       1187| I haue bene <here> t+hese thre dayes,
 1:43; f. 69v       1188| But now no lenger dwelle I maye.'
 1:43; f. 69v       1189| "For Goddis loue,' sayd Jason there,
 1:43; f. 69v       1190| "Come brynge my lady oute of care
 1:43; f. 69v       1191| And comforte hyr in all thynge,
 1:43; f. 69v       1192| And thynke also ye shal be kynge.'
 1:43; f. 69v       1193| He sayd, "Jason, t+hi wordis t+hou spare,
 1:43; f. 69v       1194| That wold me torne to myche care;
 1:43; f. 69v       1195| I haue dwellyd here to longe,
 1:43; f. 70r       1196| The whiche will cause me travaile stronge.

 1:44; f. 70r       1197| Recomaund me to hyr anone-right,
 1:44; f. 70r       1198| For I must travaile day and nyght.'
 1:44; f. 70r       1199| He toke hys leve and forthe ganne fare;
 1:44; f. 70r       1200| Jason tornyd home full of care,
 1:44; f. 70r       1201| And whan he come into the halle,
 1:44; f. 70r       1202| He tolde t+he lady what was byfalle,
 1:44; f. 70r       1203| The blak knyght was t+he squyer stronge,
 1:44; f. 70r       1204| That had dwellyd with hyr so longe,
 1:44; f. 70r       1205| And how he wanne hyr with his hand:
 1:44; f. 70r       1206| "But he is passid oute of t+his lande.'
 1:44; f. 70r       1207| The lady mornyd and was full woo
 1:44; f. 70r       1208| And thoght hyr hert wold brest on two,
 1:44; f. 70r       1209| But yit she trowed in hyr thoght,
 1:44; f. 70r       1210| So lightly wold he leve hyr noght,
 1:44; f. 70r       1211| Sithe t+hat he had, withoute fayle,
 1:44; f. 70r       1212| For hyr loue so grete travaile.
 1:44; f. 70r       1213| Ipomydon forthe is goone
 1:44; f. 70r       1214| With his stedis euerychone;
 1:44; f. 70r       1215| He fonde his master with flesshe inoughe
 1:44; f. 70r       1216| Hovynge vndir the grene wodde-boughe;
 1:44; f. 70r       1217| He toke hym t+he stedis euerychone
 1:44; f. 70r       1218| And to his inne he bad hym gone.
 1:44; f. 70r       1219| He toke his houndis and his horne
 1:44; f. 70r       1220| And leyd the flesshe hym beforne;
 1:44; f. 70r       1221| Byfore the quene he it leyd,
 1:44; f. 70r       1222| And in his game t+hus he sayd:
 1:44; f. 70r       1223| "Know ye any at t+he justynge
 1:44; f. 70r       1224| Hathe wonne halfe so myche thynge?'
 1:44; f. 70r       1225| The quene, as she was wonnt to done,

 1:45; f. 70r       1226| To hyr soper she went sone,
 1:45; f. 70r       1227| And hyr leman hyr byforne;
 1:45; f. 70r       1228| Scantly had t+hey the mete corvyn
 1:45; f. 70r       1229| T+Hat in comyth kyngis messyngere
 1:45; f. 70r       1230| And grette t+he lady in thys manere:
 1:45; f. 70r       1231| "Wele you gretit+he my lord, t+he kynge.
 1:45; f. 70r       1232| He byddythe you for any thynge
 1:45; f. 70r       1233| That ye be to-morow erely
 1:45; f. 70r       1234| At t+he chalenge of t+he lady.'
 1:45; f. 70r       1235| The quene than ganne saye:
 1:45; f. 70v       1236| "Hathe the rede knyght wonne hyr to-day?'
 1:45; f. 70v       1237| "I say, madame, so God me spede,
 1:45; f. 70v       1238| The rede knyght hathe lost his stede,
 1:45; f. 70v       1239| My lord, t+he kyng, hathe his also,
 1:45; f. 70v       1240| Campaynnus, Caymes and oth[e]r mo;
 1:45; f. 70v       1241| The blakke knyght hathe wonne hem alle,
 1:45; f. 70v       1242| Moche honour to hym ys falle.'
 1:45; f. 70v       1243| Than byspake Ipomydon:
 1:45; f. 70v       1244| "Bettyr is on huntynge to goone
 1:45; f. 70v       1245| In the forest, so God me spede,
 1:45; f. 70v       1246| Than t+hus lyghtly to lese a stede.
 1:45; f. 70v       1247| Wherefore, messyngere, I t+he pray,
 1:45; f. 70v       1248| In my byhalfe t+hat t+hou say,
 1:45; f. 70v       1249| When t+hou comyst to t+he kynge,
 1:45; f. 70v       1250| Grete hym wele in all thynge,
 1:45; f. 70v       1251| And say my blak greyhound, Gilmyn,

 1:46; f. 70v       1252| To-day hathe bore hym welle and fyne,
 1:46; f. 70v       1253| For he hathe take wild bestis,
 1:46; f. 70v       1254| The grettest t+hat was in t+he foreste,
 1:46; f. 70v       1255| And therefore, madame, if youre wil be,
 1:46; f. 70v       1256| Sithe we haue go grete plente,
 1:46; f. 70v       1257| Send hym somme, while we may.
 1:46; f. 70v       1258| He wille it quyte another day.'
 1:46; f. 70v       1259| Ipomydon was sore travailed
 1:46; f. 70v       1260| In the gamys t+hat he had;
 1:46; f. 70v       1261| Hys arme vnstoppid, t+he blode gan falle
 1:46; f. 70v       1262| Vppon the tabyll afore hem alle;
 1:46; f. 70v       1263| Than sayd t+he quene, "My leman dere,
 1:46; f. 70v       1264| How ar ye hurt, on what manere?'
 1:46; f. 70v       1265| "Forsothe, madame, I shall you say:
 1:46; f. 70v       1266| I lette renne at a dere to-daye,
 1:46; f. 70v       1267| My palfrey I prekid aftir so faste
 1:46; f. 70v       1268| That he stumblyd and me downe caste.
 1:46; f. 70v       1269| At th+at tyme I toke this harme,
 1:46; f. 70v       1270| A stubbe smote me t+hrow t+he arme,
 1:46; f. 70v       1271| And t+hat was for, I shuld saye,
 1:46; f. 70v       1272| The gree of t+he feld I had to-daye.'
 1:46; f. 70v       1273| So they laughyd at hym t+hat nyght
 1:46; f. 70v       1274| That somme myght not sytte vpryght.
 1:46; f. 70v       1275| The quene sayd, "My leman hende,
 1:46; f. 70v       1276| To-morow wille we togedyr wende
 1:46; f. 70v       1277| And see who hathe wonne t+he may.'
 1:46; f. 70v       1278| Ipomydon answerd and sayd, "Naye,

 1:47; f. 70v       1279| Sithe I was not at t+he justynge,
 1:47; f. 71r       1280| I wille not be at t+he chalengynge,
 1:47; f. 71r       1281| But one thynge, madame, I you pray.
 1:47; f. 71r       1282| Delyuere my mayde to me t+his day,
 1:47; f. 71r       1283| For suche tithyngis is come to me
 1:47; f. 71r       1284| That I muste home to my contree;
 1:47; f. 71r       1285| And I shall be, bothe day and nyght,
 1:47; f. 71r       1286| While t+hat I lyffe, your owne knyght.'
 1:47; f. 71r       1287| The quene sayd, "Dwelle here stille!'
 1:47; f. 71r       1288| To lette hym go she had no wille.
 1:47; f. 71r       1289| He toke his leve at t+he lady
 1:47; f. 71r       1290| And at t+he maydens t+hat stode hyr by;
 1:47; f. 71r       1291| His owne mayde t+hat was so bryght,
 1:47; f. 71r       1292| To his ostage she went right,
 1:47; f. 71r       1293| There she nyver come byfore,
 1:47; f. 71r       1294| Sithe his stedis herborowed t+here.
 1:47; f. 71r       1295| He sette hym downe in t+he halle,
 1:47; f. 71r       1296| Hys oste to hym he lette calle.
 1:47; f. 71r       1297| Into t+he stable he hym ledis,
 1:47; f. 71r       1298| There as stode his goode stedis,
 1:47; f. 71r       1299| And sayd to hym, "My frend dere,
 1:47; f. 71r       1300| I wolde t+he pray on t+his manere,
 1:47; f. 71r       1301| That t+hou my word vndirstand
 1:47; f. 71r       1302| And this message take on hande:
 1:47; f. 71r       1303| Thou haste herd speke of t+he justynge
 1:47; f. 71r       1304| That hathe be for the lady yonge,
 1:47; f. 71r       1305| And also of t+he white knyght,
 1:47; f. 71r       1306| The fryst day t+hat justyd ryght;
 1:47; f. 71r       1307| I was t+hat knyght t+hat stondythe t+he by,

 1:48; f. 71r       1308| And on this white stede rode I.
 1:48; f. 71r       1309| Of t+he rede knyght t+hou herd sey,
 1:48; f. 71r       1310| T+Hat justed on t+hat othir daye;
 1:48; f. 71r       1311| That same knyght forsothe I was,
 1:48; f. 71r       1312| This rede stede I had in place.
 1:48; f. 71r       1313| Vppon the t+hrydde day t+hou herd telle
 1:48; f. 71r       1314| Of a blak knyght how it byfelle;
 1:48; f. 71r       1315| On this blak stede t+hat day I satte
 1:48; f. 71r       1316| And all t+hese othyr on hym I gatte;
 1:48; f. 71r       1317| Therefore, good syr, I the pray
 1:48; f. 71r       1318| That t+hou do, as I the saye:
 1:48; f. 71r       1319| Aryse vp in the mornynge
 1:48; f. 71r       1320| And go to t+he maydens chalengynge!
 1:48; f. 71v       1321| Take this same white stede
 1:48; f. 71v       1322| And a man dight in t+he same wede,
 1:48; f. 71v       1323| Vnto my lord, <the> kynge, t+hou wende
 1:48; f. 71v       1324| And grete hym wele as lorde hend,
 1:48; f. 71v       1325| Sey, t+he quenys leman, hys owne knyght,
 1:48; f. 71v       1326| Sent hym t+his stede and armour bryght;
 1:48; f. 71v       1327| The fryste day he rode theron thare,
 1:48; f. 71v       1328| He wote wele how he hym bare;
 1:48; f. 71v       1329| And say t+hat wele wouchesaffe I wolde,
 1:48; f. 71v       1330| Thoughe euery here were syluer and golde.
 1:48; f. 71v       1331| Take t+he rede stede with t+he armor clere
 1:48; f. 71v       1332| And grete wele my lady dere;
 1:48; f. 71v       1333| And say hyr leman and hyr knyght
 1:48; f. 71v       1334| Sent hyr t+his stede and armour bryght!

 1:49; f. 71v       1335| Take t+he armour and t+he blak stede,
 1:49; f. 71v       1336| To sir Campanus t+hou hym lede!
 1:49; f. 71v       1337| Take here t+he kyngis owne stede,
 1:49; f. 71v       1338| To the eyre of Calabre t+hou hym lede!'
 1:49; f. 71v       1339| And all togedyr he gan hym saye
 1:49; f. 71v       1340| How he shuld present t+he fayre may:
 1:49; f. 71v       1341| "Campanus stede t+hou take anone
 1:49; f. 71v       1342| And lede hym, to sir Jason.
 1:49; f. 71v       1343| This othir rede stede, withoute drede,
 1:49; f. 71v       1344| I to t+he yeve for thy mede,
 1:49; f. 71v       1345| On hym t+hou shalt before ryde
 1:49; f. 71v       1346| And all these othyr be t+hi syde.'
 1:49; f. 71v       1347| He taught hym, or he went away,
 1:49; f. 71v       1348| On what wise t+hat he shuld say,
 1:49; f. 71v       1349| And for the herbegage of his stedys
 1:49; f. 71v       1350| He yaff hym twenty pound to medes.
 1:49; f. 71v       1351| The burgeyse held vp his hand
 1:49; f. 71v       1352| And thankyd God t+hat he hathe found:
 1:49; f. 71v       1353| "Of Calabre I wote who shall be kynge,
 1:49; f. 71v       1354| Now am I glad of my herbowrynge.
 1:49; f. 71v       1355| I shall make youre presente
 1:49; f. 71v       1356| Right gladly with good entente.'
 1:49; f. 71v       1357| The burgeyse toke t+he stedys t+hanne,
 1:49; f. 71v       1358| On euery stede he sette a man,
 1:49; f. 71v       1359| On the thre t+hat t+he knyghtes were,
 1:49; f. 71v       1360| Men armyd in all hyr gere.
 1:49; f. 72r       1361| Forthe they went, withoute lesynge,

 1:50; f. 72r       1362| Toward t+he maydens chalengynge.
 1:50; f. 72r       1363| Sone they come to t+he cyte
 1:50; f. 72r       1364| There lordis were grete plente.
 1:50; f. 72r       1365| Sone the lordis dyd theyme see,
 1:50; f. 72r       1366| There they satte in companye,
 1:50; f. 72r       1367| They had wondyr of t+he stedys
 1:50; f. 72r       1368| And of t+he men in dyuerse wedis;
 1:50; f. 72r       1369| The kynge knew t+he burgeyse at alle,
 1:50; f. 72r       1370| Anone to hym he lette hym calle:
 1:50; f. 72r       1371| "Whose be these stedis t+hat be so stronge?
 1:50; f. 72r       1372| Myne I know welle hem amonge.'
 1:50; f. 72r       1373| "Sir, with youre leue stille ye sytte,
 1:50; f. 72r       1374| And the troughe ye shall wetee.
 1:50; f. 72r       1375| The quenys leman, syr, iwis,
 1:50; f. 72r       1376| Gretythe t+he wele with joy and blysse
 1:50; f. 72r       1377| And sendithe the this whyte stede,
 1:50; f. 72r       1378| And with hym t+he same wede,
 1:50; f. 72r       1379| That he rode on the fryste day.
 1:50; f. 72r       1380| Hym to take he wolde you praye,
 1:50; f. 72r       1381| Wouche hym saffe on you he wolde,
 1:50; f. 72r       1382| Thow#3 euery here were syluer and golde;
 1:50; f. 72r       1383| He prayd God kepe you hole and sounde,
 1:50; f. 72r       1384| For t+he beste lord t+hat euyr he fownde.'
 1:50; f. 72r       1385| To t+he quene he wendithe there:
 1:50; f. 72r       1386| "Wele you gretith your leman dere.
 1:50; f. 72r       1387| This rede stede t+hat is so swyfte,
 1:50; f. 72r       1388| He prayeth you take hym of his gifte.
 1:50; f. 72r       1389| On you he wouchet+h saff, be seynt Martyn,

 1:51; f. 72r       1390| Though euery here were syluer and gold fyne,
 1:51; f. 72r       1391| For his lady gode and trewe
 1:51; f. 72r       1392| And t+he curteyseste t+hat euer he knewe.'
 1:51; f. 72r       1393| To syr Campanus forthe he went:
 1:51; f. 72r       1394| "The quenys leman, syr, you sente
 1:51; f. 72r       1395| This blak stede with t+he atyre, I say,
 1:51; f. 72r       1396| T+Hat he rode on t+he laste day;
 1:51; f. 72r       1397| He prayes you ye wold hym take,
 1:51; f. 72r       1398| For a doughty knyght, by Goddis sake.'
 1:51; f. 72r       1399| To t+he mayde he wente there
 1:51; f. 72v       1400| And grete hyr on this manere:
 1:51; f. 72v       1401| "The strange squyer hathe you sent
 1:51; f. 72v       1402| Thys ilke stede to present;
 1:51; f. 72v       1403| He stale hym nat he bad me say,
 1:51; f. 72v       1404| He wanne hym vppon the light-day,
 1:51; f. 72v       1405| And if ye leve hym not bydene,
 1:51; f. 72v       1406| He bad yow axe t+he kynge, youre eme,
 1:51; f. 72v       1407| And hold vp that ye haue hight,
 1:51; f. 72v       1408| To take no man but he were wight.'
 1:51; f. 72v       1409| The kynge sayd, "I felt full wele
 1:51; f. 72v       1410| How he bare hym euerydele;
 1:51; f. 72v       1411| Of his dedis I am full sore,
 1:51; f. 72v       1412| Suche a stroke I bare neuer are.
 1:51; f. 72v       1413| I darre wele say, by Goddis myght,
 1:51; f. 72v       1414| That he is a doughty knyght,
 1:51; f. 72v       1415| Withoute boste, stalworth of hand.
 1:51; f. 72v       1416| A queynter knyght is not in land.'
 1:51; f. 72v       1417| Sir Campanus spake wordis t+han
 1:51; f. 72v       1418| And sayd, "He is a doughty man,

 1: 2; f. 72v       1419| To juste he lette as <he> were ferd,
 1: 2; f. 72v       1420| But foule he hathe oure eyne bleryd.'
 1: 2; f. 72v       1421| The burgeyse to Jason sayd t+hus:
 1: 2; f. 72v       1422| "This stede aught sir Campanus.
 1: 2; f. 72v       1423| He sent hym the for hys fere,
 1: 2; f. 72v       1424| To loke wele to his lady dere.'
 1: 2; f. 72v       1425| To sir Caymes gan he say:
 1: 2; f. 72v       1426| "He gretyth t+he wele by me to-day.
 1: 2; f. 72v       1427| He wold haue sent you stedis mo,
 1: 2; f. 72v       1428| But he had none he myght forgo.
 1: 2; f. 72v       1429| This rede stede he gaffe to me,
 1: 2; f. 72v       1430| Hys messyngere for to bee,
 1: 2; f. 72v       1431| And for the harbegage of his stedis
 1: 2; f. 72v       1432| He yaff me twenty pound to medis.'
 1: 2; f. 72v       1433| All they sayd there they stode,
 1: 2; f. 72v       1434| He was come of gentill blode.
 1: 2; f. 72v       1435| Than sayd t+he eyre of Calabre bright:
 1: 2; f. 72v       1436| "Help to gete me t+hat gentill knyght!
 1: 2; f. 73r       1437| But I hym haue t+hat in feld me wanne,
 1: 2; f. 73r       1438| Forsothe, I shall nevir haue man.'
 1: 2; f. 73r       1439| Anone gan sir Caymes say:
 1: 2; f. 73r       1440| "Is he stolyn thus away
 1: 2; f. 73r       1441| And broke my ladyes boure, t+he quene,
 1: 2; f. 73r       1442| And ledde away hyr mayden shene?
 1: 2; f. 73r       1443| Worthe I nevir glad ne fayne,
 1: 2; f. 73r       1444| But I brynge theym bothe agayne.'

 1:53; f. 73r       1445| The kynge was bothe curteyse and gente,
 1:53; f. 73r       1446| Full goodly he reseyved his present;
 1:53; f. 73r       1447| Hertely he thankid t+he gentill knyght
 1:53; f. 73r       1448| And sayd in lond was none so wight.
 1:53; f. 73r       1449| He yaff t+he burgeyse for his message
 1:53; f. 73r       1450| An hundreth pound to herytage.
 1:53; f. 73r       1451| But Ipomydon forth is gone
 1:53; f. 73r       1452| And his men euerychone.
 1:53; f. 73r       1453| His messyngere he lefte stille there,
 1:53; f. 73r       1454| To brynge hym tithyngis, if any were,
 1:53; f. 73r       1455| In suche manere as they felle;
 1:53; f. 73r       1456| What they were he shuld hym telle.
 1:53; f. 73r       1457| Ipomydon come by a foreste,
 1:53; f. 73r       1458| A while he thoght there to rest,
 1:53; f. 73r       1459| He was forwakyd and all werye;
 1:53; f. 73r       1460| To hys men he sayd on hye:
 1:53; f. 73r       1461| "Slepe I muste, withoute fayle,
 1:53; f. 73r       1462| For I am wery for travayle.'
 1:53; f. 73r       1463| He layd his hede on his mayden barme
 1:53; f. 73r       1464| And felle on slepe, he thoght on harme.
 1:53; f. 73r       1465| He had not slepyd but a while,
 1:53; f. 73r       1466| Not the space of a myle,
 1:53; f. 73r       1467| The mayden sawghe forthe comynge
 1:53; f. 73r       1468| An armyd knyght faste rydynge;
 1:53; f. 73r       1469| She woke hyr lord and bad hym ryse,
 1:53; f. 73r       1470| For hyr hert bygan to gryse.
 1:53; f. 73r       1471| Than come forthe Caymys full stoute,

 1:54; f. 73r       1472| To hym he spake wordis proude:
 1:54; f. 73r       1473| "Traytour,' he sayd, "t+hou dydist dishonour,
 1:54; f. 73r       1474| Whan thou brakkist t+he quenys boure
 1:54; f. 73v       1475| And toke hyr mayden and my stede.
 1:54; f. 73v       1476| Agayne to courte I will t+he lede.
 1:54; f. 73v       1477| Aryse, traytour, I byd the,
 1:54; f. 73v       1478| To court t+hou shalt agayne with me!'
 1:54; f. 73v       1479| Ipomydon hym answerd now:
 1:54; f. 73v       1480| "To courte I darre as wele as thou,
 1:54; f. 73v       1481| But for the torne I nylle,
 1:54; f. 73v       1482| Not bot at myne owne wille.
 1:54; f. 73v       1483| For His loue t+hat vs dere bought,
 1:54; f. 73v       1484| Sithe I haue haste, lette me noght!'
 1:54; f. 73v       1485| Caymys than gan to hym sayne:
 1:54; f. 73v       1486| "Wilthow nyllthow, t+hou shalt agayne,
 1:54; f. 73v       1487| Or right here t+hou shalte abyde!'
 1:54; f. 73v       1488| Ipomydon sterte vp that tyde,
 1:54; f. 73v       1489| Anone he worthyd vppon his stede,
 1:54; f. 73v       1490| They rode togedyr with good spede.
 1:54; f. 73v       1491| Ipomydon vnhorsyd Caymys tho,
 1:54; f. 73v       1492| That his arme braste in two.
 1:54; f. 73v       1493| He bad hys men take his stede
 1:54; f. 73v       1494| And lette a wors hors hym lede.
 1:54; f. 73v       1495| In his sadille t+hey sette hym bakwarde
 1:54; f. 73v       1496| And bound hym faste with a cord,
 1:54; f. 73v       1497| To the tayle was turnyd his visage,
 1:54; f. 73v       1498| They bad hym lerne a new vsage.
 1:54; f. 73v       1499| Thus Caymys rode toward t+he towne,
 1:54; f. 73v       1500| Whan he had lost all his renowne.

 1:55; f. 73v       1501| His hors hyeth hym homeward to fare,
 1:55; f. 73v       1502| The master also with moche care.
 1:55; f. 73v       1503| His hors to t+he courte hym broght.
 1:55; f. 73v       1504| The kynge euyr on Caymys thoght
 1:55; f. 73v       1505| And sayd he wold not go to bedde,
 1:55; f. 73v       1506| Tille he wiste how t+he knyght spedde.
 1:55; f. 73v       1507| The hors broght Caymys to t+he yate,
 1:55; f. 73v       1508| The porter lette hym in thereatte.
 1:55; f. 73v       1509| Jason the hors in gan brynge
 1:55; f. 73v       1510| And ledde the knyght byfore t+he kynge.
 1:55; f. 73v       1511| The kynge askyd, by Goddis payne,
 1:55; f. 73v       1512| Iff he had brought the knyght agayne.
 1:55; f. 74r       1513| Anone he answerd to the kynge
 1:55; f. 74r       1514| And tolde hym hys myslykynge:
 1:55; f. 74r       1515| "Thoughe all t+he knyghtis in the halle
 1:55; f. 74r       1516| Come to hym, bothe grete and smalle,
 1:55; f. 74r       1517| He wold of theyme yiff nothynge
 1:55; f. 74r       1518| But if it were of you, syr kynge.'
 1:55; f. 74r       1519| Than they loughe all insame,
 1:55; f. 74r       1520| And at his harme had good game.
 1:55; f. 74r       1521| There was none in that place,
 1:55; f. 74r       1522| But they were glad of t+hat case.
 1:55; f. 74r       1523| Thus Caymys hathe his seruyce quytte,
 1:55; f. 74r       1524| And of Ipo[m]ydon here is a fytte.
 1:55; f. 74r       1525| Ipomydon held forthe his way,
 1:55; f. 74r       1526| Full glad he was of his jorney.
 1:55; f. 74r       1527| He saw grete folke agayn hym ryde,

 1:56; f. 74r       1528| The whiche had sought hym wondir wyde,
 1:56; f. 74r       1529| For to brynge hym new tidyngis
 1:56; f. 74r       1530| That dede was his fadir, the kynge,
 1:56; f. 74r       1531| Of whiche tithyngis he was wo,
 1:56; f. 74r       1532| But he may not agayne God do.
 1:56; f. 74r       1533| Throughe his lond he went rydynge;
 1:56; f. 74r       1534| All they honoryd hym as kynge,
 1:56; f. 74r       1535| And whan he come into t+hat stede,
 1:56; f. 74r       1536| That the kynge, his fadyr, was dede,
 1:56; f. 74r       1537| Throghe that land he lette crye
 1:56; f. 74r       1538| That all men shuld thedir hye,
 1:56; f. 74r       1539| Prestis and klerkis of euery towne,
 1:56; f. 74r       1540| Byschoppis, erlys and barowne.
 1:56; f. 74r       1541| There he made an entyrement
 1:56; f. 74r       1542| With many messes with good entente.
 1:56; f. 74r       1543| An ersbyschope beryed his fadir dere,
 1:56; f. 74r       1544| Prechynge there was of many a frere.
 1:56; f. 74r       1545| Pore men t+hat sat vppon t+he ground,
 1:56; f. 74r       1546| Wele delyd of many a pownde.
 1:56; f. 74r       1547| A grete feste there was dight
 1:56; f. 74r       1548| For erlys and for many a knyght;
 1:56; f. 74r       1549| All men t+hat wold thereof take,
 1:56; f. 74r       1550| Had mete there for Goddis sake.
 1:56; f. 74v       1551| Whan this feste was brokyn vp,
 1:56; f. 74v       1552| Euery man his leve tuke
 1:56; f. 74v       1553| And went hyr way, as I you telle;
 1:56; f. 74v       1554| Ipomydon thoght at home to dwelle.

 1:57; f. 74v       1555| His modir and he dwellyd insame
 1:57; f. 74v       1556| With moche myrthe, joye and game,
 1:57; f. 74v       1557| Tille it befelle vppon a day,
 1:57; f. 74v       1558| The quene to hyr sonne gan saye
 1:57; f. 74v       1559| In pryuyte and in counse[y]lle:
 1:57; f. 74v       1560| "Thou hast a brother, withouten fayle,
 1:57; f. 74v       1561| Preuely goten was me vppon,
 1:57; f. 74v       1562| Or I was weddyd to any man,
 1:57; f. 74v       1563| But hastely he was done fro me;
 1:57; f. 74v       1564| I note yf he alyffe bee,
 1:57; f. 74v       1565| But he me sent t+his endyr yere
 1:57; f. 74v       1566| A riche rynge of gold full clere.
 1:57; f. 74v       1567| And euyr he any brother had,
 1:57; f. 74v       1568| I shuld yeffe it hym he bad,
 1:57; f. 74v       1569| T+Hat where he come amonge hye or lowe,
 1:57; f. 74v       1570| By that rynge he shuld hym knowe.
 1:57; f. 74v       1571| Tha[n] take thys rynge, my sonne, of me.
 1:57; f. 74v       1572| In what contre that he bee,
 1:57; f. 74v       1573| Who that knowith this ylk rynge,
 1:57; f. 74v       1574| He ys thy brothyr, withoute lesynge!'
 1:57; f. 74v       1575| The rynge he toke of his modyr
 1:57; f. 74v       1576| And trustid wele to know his brothir.
 1:57; f. 74v       1577| Thus they partid in t+hat place,
 1:57; f. 74v       1578| But aftir within a shorte space
 1:57; f. 74v       1579| To hym come his baronage
 1:57; f. 74v       1580| That were men of grete parage;
 1:57; f. 74v       1581| There entente is to crowne hym kynge,

 1:58; f. 74v       1582| But his thoght was on other thynge,
 1:58; f. 74v       1583| For crowne wold he none bere.
 1:58; f. 74v       1584| He wold be more assayed ere
 1:58; f. 74v       1585| In othir londis, ferre and nere,
 1:58; f. 74v       1586| Of his strenghe and his powere.
 1:58; f. 74v       1587| He had an eme was stiffe and stronge.
 1:58; f. 74v       1588| Of myddille age to lyve longe.
 1:58; f. 74v       1589| Sir Pers of Poyle was his name,
 1:58; f. 75r       1590| Men he distroyed that dyd shame.
 1:58; f. 75r       1591| Byfore his baronage, I vndirstand,
 1:58; f. 75r       1592| Ipomydon sesyd hym in his lande
 1:58; f. 75r       1593| And yaffe hym the profyte for his sake,
 1:58; f. 75r       1594| Tylle t+hat he the crowne wold take.
 1:58; f. 75r       1595| Turne we now all the matere
 1:58; f. 75r       1596| And speke we of Calabre the eyre.
 1:58; f. 75r       1597| A duke dwellythe Calabre besyde,
 1:58; f. 75r       1598| A stoute man and of grete pryde.
 1:58; f. 75r       1599| He was myghty and of grete powere,
 1:58; f. 75r       1600| Men dred h[y]m bothe ferre and nere.
 1:58; f. 75r       1601| His name was duke Geron,
 1:58; f. 75r       1602| Of Sesseny-lond he was baron.
 1:58; f. 75r       1603| This doughty duke herd saye
 1:58; f. 75r       1604| The eyre of Calabre was suche a may,
 1:58; f. 75r       1605| Messengeris he sent anon
 1:58; f. 75r       1606| Vnto Calabre for to gone.
 1:58; f. 75r       1607| He sayd he wold haue hyr to wyffe,
 1:58; f. 75r       1608| If she wold, withouten stryffe,
 1:58; f. 75r       1609| "And in case she wold not soo,

 1:59; f. 75r       1610| I shall make hyr moche woo;
 1:59; f. 75r       1611| For I shall distroye hyr landis alle,
 1:59; f. 75r       1612| Hyr men sle, bothe grete and smalle,
 1:59; f. 75r       1613| Hyr castelle breke and hyr toure,
 1:59; f. 75r       1614| With strenghe take hyr in hyr boure,
 1:59; f. 75r       1615| Lesse than she may fynde a knyght
 1:59; f. 75r       1616| That for hyr loue with me darre fight.'
 1:59; f. 75r       1617| Forthe went the messyngere
 1:59; f. 75r       1618| And told t+he lady this matere;
 1:59; f. 75r       1619| The lady answerd ryght-sone
 1:59; f. 75r       1620| And sayd she wold neuyr haue none,
 1:59; f. 75r       1621| "But hym t+hat me wanne, so God me saffe,
 1:59; f. 75r       1622| Othyr husband wille I none haue.'
 1:59; f. 75r       1623| This messyngere his erand gan sayne
 1:59; f. 75r       1624| And homeward he went agayne.
 1:59; f. 75r       1625| He told the duke of his answere
 1:59; f. 75r       1626| And anone he bygan grete werre,
 1:59; f. 75r       1627| For grete power gadryd he
 1:59; f. 75r       1628| To wynne t+his mayde t+hat was so free.
 1:59; f. 75r       1629| Ipomydon his messyngere herde
 1:59; f. 75r       1630| Of this tithyngis how it ferde;
 1:59; f. 75r       1631| To his master he went sone
 1:59; f. 75r       1632| And told hym bothe all and somme.
 1:59; f. 75v       1633| Whan he that herde, Ipomydon,
 1:59; f. 75v       1634| Than was he a sory man,
 1:59; f. 75v       1635| That he ne myght with that duke fight,
 1:59; f. 75v       1636| The whiche was holden so noble a knyght.
 1:59; f. 75v       1637| Right vnsemely on queynte manere
 1:59; f. 75v       1638| He hym dight, as ye shalle here.

 1:60; f. 75v       1639| A barbor he callyd, withouten more,
 1:60; f. 75v       1640| And shove hym bothe byhynd and byfore,
 1:60; f. 75v       1641| Queyntly endentyd oute and in,
 1:60; f. 75v       1642| And also he shove halfe his chynne.
 1:60; f. 75v       1643| He semyd a fole, t+hat queynt syre,
 1:60; f. 75v       1644| Bothe by hede and by atyre.
 1:60; f. 75v       1645| Armure he toke t+hat was rusty,
 1:60; f. 75v       1646| And horsyd hym on an old rouncy;
 1:60; f. 75v       1647| An helme as blak as any panne,
 1:60; f. 75v       1648| A crokyd spere he toke hym than.
 1:60; f. 75v       1649| Whan t+hat he was thus dight,
 1:60; f. 75v       1650| He semyd ylle a doughty knyght.
 1:60; f. 75v       1651| To Sesseyn he went, as ye may here,
 1:60; f. 75v       1652| Vnto the kynge Mellyagere,
 1:60; f. 75v       1653| And in his halle brak his spere,
 1:60; f. 75v       1654| Ryght as he wode were,
 1:60; f. 75v       1655| The tronchoune felle vppon t+he bord;
 1:60; f. 75v       1656| He faryd as he had bene wode.
 1:60; f. 75v       1657| The kynge and quene laughid light
 1:60; f. 75v       1658| And sayd he was a fole welle dight.
 1:60; f. 75v       1659| "Fole, go to mete!' t+he kyng gan say;
 1:60; f. 75v       1660| The fole answerd and sayd, "Nay!
 1:60; f. 75v       1661| For yit I wille not ete with the,
 1:60; f. 75v       1662| But thou a bone will grant mee:
 1:60; f. 75v       1663| The fryste dede of armys I wille haue
 1:60; f. 75v       1664| T+Hat any man of t+he wille craue.'
 1:60; f. 75v       1665| "Fole, go to mete!' sayd t+he kynge,
 1:60; f. 75v       1666| "I grant the thyne askynge.'

 1:61; f. 75v       1667| The fole yede to mete in hye
 1:61; f. 75v       1668| And tyed his hors fast hym bye,
 1:61; f. 75v       1669| But or he rose fro t+he borde
 1:61; f. 75v       1670| Many men laughyd at his word.
 1:61; f. 75v       1671| Into t+he halle come rydynge a may,
 1:61; f. 75v       1672| Oute of Calabre, sothe to say,
 1:61; f. 75v       1673| On a white mule byfore t+he kynge,
 1:61; f. 75v       1674| A dwerffe with hyr come rydynge.
 1:61; f. 75v       1675| "Sir kyng, my lady gretis wele the,
 1:61; f. 75v       1676| And prayeth the, for charyte,
 1:61; f. 76r       1677| To helpe hyr in this mystere
 1:61; f. 76r       1678| Agayne the dukis powere;
 1:61; f. 76r       1679| He hathe distroyed hyr landis alle,
 1:61; f. 76r       1680| Right vnto hyr castelle walle,
 1:61; f. 76r       1681| And bot if she haue helpe of the,
 1:61; f. 76r       1682| She wille leue hyr landis and flee.'
 1:61; f. 76r       1683| The kynge answeryd anone
 1:61; f. 76r       1684| And sayd, "All my knyghtes ar gone,
 1:61; f. 76r       1685| Campanus and other full bolde.
 1:61; f. 76r       1686| Helpe my cosyn fayne I wolde,
 1:61; f. 76r       1687| But they be all at a dede,
 1:61; f. 76r       1688| To helpe a lady oute of drede.
 1:61; f. 76r       1689| In this world wote I no knyght
 1:61; f. 76r       1690| That durst his one with hym fyght.'
 1:61; f. 76r       1691| Vp sterte the fole anone,
 1:61; f. 76r       1692| To the kynge he sayd full sone:
 1:61; f. 76r       1693| "Loo, I am here all redy dight,
 1:61; f. 76r       1694| That darre with hym allone fighte.'
 1:61; f. 76r       1695| "Sitte downe, fole!' the mayd gan saye,

 1:62; f. 76r       1696| "Vs list to speke of no pleye.
 1:62; f. 76r       1697| Dryve thy folye where thow wille,
 1:62; f. 76r       1698| For no joye haue I theretille!'
 1:62; f. 76r       1699| The fole sayd, "Be t+hou wrothe or glad,
 1:62; f. 76r       1700| Suche promyse of the kynge I had
 1:62; f. 76r       1701| That I shuld haue t+he fryst dede.'
 1:62; f. 76r       1702| The mayde turnyd and forthe yede.
 1:62; f. 76r       1703| The fole stert vp, withoute delaye,
 1:62; f. 76r       1704| And sayd, "Syr kynge, haue good day!'
 1:62; f. 76r       1705| He lepyd on his hors there
 1:62; f. 76r       1706| And sayd, "Farewelle and haue gode yere!'
 1:62; f. 76r       1707| Somme sayd he was a fole welle dight,
 1:62; f. 76r       1708| Somme sayd he semyd a knyght
 1:62; f. 76r       1709| That is come fro ferre contre,
 1:62; f. 76r       1710| Bycause he wold not knowyn be.
 1:62; f. 76r       1711| He prekyd his hors wondir faste,
 1:62; f. 76r       1712| The mayde he saw at the laste.
 1:62; f. 76r       1713| As they rode by the way,
 1:62; f. 76r       1714| The mayde to the dwerfe gan saye:
 1:62; f. 76r       1715| "Vndo my tente and sette it faste,
 1:62; f. 76r       1716| For here a while y wille me ryste!'
 1:62; f. 76r       1717| Mete and drynke bothe they had,
 1:62; f. 76r       1718| That was fro home with them lad.
 1:62; f. 76r       1719| Bothe they dranke therof and ete,
 1:62; f. 76v       1720| But euyr the fole withoute sete,
 1:62; f. 76v       1721| One morselle they nold hym caste,
 1:62; f. 76v       1722| Thoughe he shuld for hungre brest.
 1:62; f. 76v       1723| T+He dwerfe sayd, "We ar to blame.
 1:62; f. 76v       1724| Yiff t+he fole somme mete for shame!'

 1:63; f. 76v       1725| "Not one morselle!' she gan say,
 1:63; f. 76v       1726| "For hungre shall dryue hym away.'
 1:63; f. 76v       1727| With that there come rydyng a knyght
 1:63; f. 76v       1728| To hyr tente anone-ryght.
 1:63; f. 76v       1729| "Come forthe with me!' to hyr he bad,
 1:63; f. 76v       1730| "I haue the spyed sythe t+hou oute yede.
 1:63; f. 76v       1731| Thou arte my lemman as I haue thoght.'
 1:63; f. 76v       1732| The fole sayd, "T+Hat leve I noghte.
 1:63; f. 76v       1733| She ys myne, I wille hyr haue,
 1:63; f. 76v       1734| Fro the I hope hyr wele to saue!'
 1:63; f. 76v       1735| The knyght sayd, "Fole, leve thy folye,
 1:63; f. 76v       1736| Or ellis t+hou shalt dere abye!'
 1:63; f. 76v       1737| The fole sterte to a tronchoune
 1:63; f. 76v       1738| T+Hat bare vp the maydens pavilloun,
 1:63; f. 76v       1739| And smote the knyght on the crowne
 1:63; f. 76v       1740| That sterke-dede he felle to ground.
 1:63; f. 76v       1741| He yaffe the dwerffe t+he knyghtes gere,
 1:63; f. 76v       1742| To hymselfe he toke the spere.
 1:63; f. 76v       1743| Vp they rose and forthe yede,
 1:63; f. 76v       1744| Till efte to ryste they had nede.
 1:63; f. 76v       1745| They toke mete and made them glad,
 1:63; f. 76v       1746| To t+he mayd the dwerf bad:
 1:63; f. 76v       1747| "Yif the fole somme mete for shame,
 1:63; f. 76v       1748| He hathe sauyd you fro blame,
 1:63; f. 76v       1749| And thynke ye shuld haue be shent,
 1:63; f. 76v       1750| Had he be oute of youre present!'
 1:63; f. 76v       1751| The mayde answeryd hym anone:
 1:63; f. 76v       1752| "Byfore God, mete getteth he none.
 1:63; f. 76v       1753| It was but foly, I prayse it noght,

 1:64; f. 76v       1754| I wold he were fro vs broght.'
 1:64; f. 76v       1755| With that there come another knyght,
 1:64; f. 76v       1756| The mayd he chalengid anone-ryght
 1:64; f. 76v       1757| And sayd, "Come forth, my leman dere!'
 1:64; f. 76v       1758| The fole sayd, "T+Hou haste none here.
 1:64; f. 76v       1759| She is myne and longe hathe bene.'
 1:64; f. 76v       1760| With that t+he knyght bygan to tene
 1:64; f. 76v       1761| And sayd, "Fole, thou shalt abye,
 1:64; f. 76v       1762| Yff t+hou speke more of t+his folye!'
 1:64; f. 77r       1763| The fole sayd, "I will not blynne.
 1:64; f. 77r       1764| If thou hyr haue, t+hou shalt hyr wynne!'
 1:64; f. 77r       1765| With that he lepte on his hors lyght,
 1:64; f. 77r       1766| And eyther to other ganne hem dight;
 1:64; f. 77r       1767| The fole hym metithe with a spere
 1:64; f. 77r       1768| That throughe the body he ganne hym bere.
 1:64; f. 77r       1769| The knyght was dede throughe t+hat dede,
 1:64; f. 77r       1770| To the dwerffe he yaff his stede.
 1:64; f. 77r       1771| Forthe they buskyd hem anone
 1:64; f. 77r       1772| To a place they thought to gone,
 1:64; f. 77r       1773| There they wold haue bene al nyght;
 1:64; f. 77r       1774| T+Hey myght no ferther for lak of light.
 1:64; f. 77r       1775| They toke them mete and drynke gode-spede,
 1:64; f. 77r       1776| Vnnethe they wold t+he fole any bede.
 1:64; f. 77r       1777| Right as they satte and made hem glad,
 1:64; f. 77r       1778| There come a knyght, as t+he deville hym bad;
 1:64; f. 77r       1779| He was the dukis brother Geron,
 1:64; f. 77r       1780| All was blak t+hat he had on,
 1:64; f. 77r       1781| Bothe his hors and his wede.
 1:64; f. 77r       1782| To t+he mayde he gan hym spede

 1:65; f. 77r       1783| And sayd, "Sythe I fynd you here,
 1:65; f. 77r       1784| Ye shall be my leman dere!'
 1:65; f. 77r       1785| The fole sayd, "Nay, not so.
 1:65; f. 77r       1786| Anothir she hathe tane hyr too:
 1:65; f. 77r       1787| That am I that t+hou seest here.
 1:65; f. 77r       1788| If thou hyr bye, she is to dere.'
 1:65; f. 77r       1789| "Fole,' he sayd, "t+hou bourdist grete.
 1:65; f. 77r       1790| With my spere I shall the bete!
 1:65; f. 77r       1791| Hyr tyme foule had she spedde,
 1:65; f. 77r       1792| If she shold lye with t+he in bedde.'
 1:65; f. 77r       1793| The fole sayd, "Twyse I hir bought.
 1:65; f. 77r       1794| With thy chydynge t+hou gettest hyr noght.
 1:65; f. 77r       1795| Iff thou hyr haue, t+hou shalt hyr bye
 1:65; f. 77r       1796| A peny derrer t+han euer dyd I.'
 1:65; f. 77r       1797| There was no lenger to abyde,
 1:65; f. 77r       1798| But eyther of theym to othyr gan ryde;
 1:65; f. 77r       1799| The fole mette t+he knyght soo,
 1:65; f. 77r       1800| That his bak braste on twoo.
 1:65; f. 77r       1801| With that stroke he hym sloughe
 1:65; f. 77r       1802| And his armur of he droughe.
 1:65; f. 77r       1803| Anone he toke t+he knyghtis stede
 1:65; f. 77r       1804| And armyd hym in his wede.
 1:65; f. 77v       1805| Whan the fole was wele dight,
 1:65; f. 77v       1806| The mayde hym semyd a godely knyght,
 1:65; f. 77v       1807| And trowyd wele fole was he none,
 1:65; f. 77v       1808| By the dedis t+hat he had done.
 1:65; f. 77v       1809| They layde hem downe to take hyr reste.
 1:65; f. 77v       1810| The dwerf fulle sone slepyd faste,

 1:66; f. 77v       1811| But the mayde wakynge laye
 1:66; f. 77v       1812| And on the fole thynkith ay;
 1:66; f. 77v       1813| She demyd he was a doughty knyght,
 1:66; f. 77v       1814| Wherefore to hym she gan hyr dight.
 1:66; f. 77v       1815| "Sir knyght,' she sayd, "slepe ye nowe?
 1:66; f. 77v       1816| Ye ar no fole t+hat wele I knowe.
 1:66; f. 77v       1817| Ye be a knyght doughty of hand,
 1:66; f. 77v       1818| I know none suche in all t+his land,
 1:66; f. 77v       1819| And t+he same knyght, so trow I,
 1:66; f. 77v       1820| T+Hat somme-tyme wanne my lady,
 1:66; f. 77v       1821| I trow full wele t+hat thou be he.
 1:66; f. 77v       1822| Wilt thou hyr leve and wed me?
 1:66; f. 77v       1823| Thou shalt be of grete powere:
 1:66; f. 77v       1824| I am as ryche as is the eyre
 1:66; f. 77v       1825| Off Calabre-lond, withoute doute.'
 1:66; f. 77v       1826| The knyght lokyd fast aboute
 1:66; f. 77v       1827| And euyr more stille he lay
 1:66; f. 77v       1828| And herde hyr speke, as I you say,
 1:66; f. 77v       1829| And whan t+hat she had all sayd,
 1:66; f. 77v       1830| He sterte vp in a brayde,
 1:66; f. 77v       1831| And bygan for to rese,
 1:66; f. 77v       1832| As he wold take hyr by the nese.
 1:66; f. 77v       1833| Euyr the fayrer t+hat she spake,
 1:66; f. 77v       1834| The fouler braydes gan he make.
 1:66; f. 77v       1835| Thus he wrawled and wroth away,
 1:66; f. 77v       1836| One word to hyr he nolde not say.
 1:66; f. 77v       1837| Whan she saw it wold not be,
 1:66; f. 77v       1838| "Sir knyght,' she sayd, "for charyte,
 1:66; f. 77v       1839| Trowest thow t+hou shalt not fayle

 1:67; f. 77v       1840| To helpe my lady in t+his batayle
 1:67; f. 77v       1841| And with the duke Geron to fyght,
 1:67; f. 77v       1842| As t+hou kynge Melliager hight?
 1:67; f. 77v       1843| What shall I to my lady say,
 1:67; f. 77v       1844| Whethyr will ye come or nay?'
 1:67; f. 77v       1845| "To-morow whan I t+he duke see,
 1:67; f. 77v       1846| Parauntur in suche plyte I may bee
 1:67; f. 78r       1847| That I wille the bataille take,
 1:67; f. 78r       1848| And so it may falle  I wille it forsake,
 1:67; f. 78r       1849| For I am holdyn nothynge you tille,
 1:67; f. 78r       1850| Noght but at myne owne wille.'
 1:67; f. 78r       1851| The mayden turnyd homeward and thoght,
 1:67; f. 78r       1852| To his answere she coude sey noght.
 1:67; f. 78r       1853| She bad t+he knyght haue good day,
 1:67; f. 78r       1854| And he bad, "Farewele, fayre maye.'
 1:67; f. 78r       1855| In at a preuy posterne gate
 1:67; f. 78r       1856| By nyght she stale in thereate,
 1:67; f. 78r       1857| And to t+he lady she told sone
 1:67; f. 78r       1858| What the fole had for hyr done,
 1:67; f. 78r       1859| And that he comythe for hyr to fight.
 1:67; f. 78r       1860| This lady was a sorowfull wight,
 1:67; f. 78r       1861| For on the morow t+he duke with pryde
 1:67; f. 78r       1862| Vnto the castelle gate gan ryde,
 1:67; f. 78r       1863| But they were stokyn hym agayne.
 1:67; f. 78r       1864| With lowde voyse he gan to sayne:
 1:67; f. 78r       1865| "Come owte, leman, on feyre manere.
 1:67; f. 78r       1866| I wille no lenger tarye here,
 1:67; f. 78r       1867| Or ellys a knyght ye oute sende,
 1:67; f. 78r       1868| With me to fight you to deffende!'

 1:68; f. 78r       1869| And as he stode t+hus talkynge,
 1:68; f. 78r       1870| He saw a knyght come rydynge;
 1:68; f. 78r       1871| A glad man tho was he,
 1:68; f. 78r       1872| His brothir he wende it had be.
 1:68; f. 78r       1873| It was not he, as ye shall here,
 1:68; f. 78r       1874| He answerid t+he duke on this manere:
 1:68; f. 78r       1875| "What art thou that makist t+his crye,
 1:68; f. 78r       1876| And at this gate so grete mastrye?'
 1:68; f. 78r       1877| "I am,' he sayd, "lord of here-inne,
 1:68; f. 78r       1878| For I am sekir t+his mayde to wynne,
 1:68; f. 78r       1879| And will so do or I hens gone,
 1:68; f. 78r       1880| That othir husband gettyth she none.'
 1:68; f. 78r       1881| Ipomydon saide, "T+Hat thou shalt mysse,
 1:68; f. 78r       1882| For all myne owne that lady ys,
 1:68; f. 78r       1883| And full longe she hathe be soo,
 1:68; f. 78r       1884| Therefore I rede the hens goo.
 1:68; f. 78r       1885| I wille hyr deffend frome all men!'
 1:68; f. 78r       1886| The duke answerd bitterly then:
 1:68; f. 78r       1887| "Traytour,' he sayd, "t+hou art anothir.
 1:68; f. 78r       1888| I wende thou haddist bene my brothir.
 1:68; f. 78v       1889| His stede thou hast, his armour, loo,
 1:68; f. 78v       1890| Thow hast hym slayne I trow also!'
 1:68; f. 78v       1891| "That I hym slow I gaynesay noght.
 1:68; f. 78v       1892| The so to serue haue I thoght.'
 1:68; f. 78v       1893| With that word, withoute lye,
 1:68; f. 78v       1894| Fast togedir gan they hye,
 1:68; f. 78v       1895| That there sperys all tobrast;
 1:68; f. 78v       1896| They drowghe swerdis and faught faste.
 1:68; f. 78v       1897| The lady lay in a hye toure

 1:69; f. 78v       1898| And saw bytwene theym all t+he stoure,
 1:69; f. 78v       1899| But she ne wist whiche for hyr did fight,
 1:69; f. 78v       1900| For they in lyke wede were dight.
 1:69; f. 78v       1901| Gretter bataille myght none be,
 1:69; f. 78v       1902| For neyther wold for othyr flee;
 1:69; f. 78v       1903| They faught togedyr wondir longe,
 1:69; f. 78v       1904| T+He bataille was bothe stiff and stronge,
 1:69; f. 78v       1905| That of there lyves neyther rought.
 1:69; f. 78v       1906| Ipomydon than hym bythoght
 1:69; f. 78v       1907| He was in poynte to lese there,
 1:69; f. 78v       1908| That he had bought wondir dere;
 1:69; f. 78v       1909| Hys swerd in bothe handis he toke,
 1:69; f. 78v       1910| It was sharpe, as saythe t+he boke,
 1:69; f. 78v       1911| And hertely he dyd it vplyfte,
 1:69; f. 78v       1912| Amyd the crowne he yaff hym swifte,
 1:69; f. 78v       1913| Thrughe helme and bassenet it raught,
 1:69; f. 78v       1914| Hys crowne was shavyn at one draught.
 1:69; f. 78v       1915| The duke felt hym hurt full sore,
 1:69; f. 78v       1916| He prayed t+he knyght to smyte no more:
 1:69; f. 78v       1917| "I am nye dede, I may not stande,
 1:69; f. 78v       1918| I yelde me here vnto thyn hande
 1:69; f. 78v       1919| And shall be thyne owne knyght,
 1:69; f. 78v       1920| At thy wille bothe day and nyght.
 1:69; f. 78v       1921| I shall restore into this lande
 1:69; f. 78v       1922| More good t+han euyr I here fonde,
 1:69; f. 78v       1923| And euyrmore while t+hat I lyve,
 1:69; f. 78v       1924| A thousand pownd I wille t+he yiffe.'
 1:69; f. 78v       1925| Ipomydon sayd, "I grant t+he here,
 1:69; f. 78v       1926| So t+hat thou do on this manere,

 1:70; f. 78v       1927| Thow come not nye this pavilloun,
 1:70; f. 78v       1928| But hye the faste oute of t+his town!'
 1:70; f. 79r       1929| The duke hym grantyd hastely,
 1:70; f. 79r       1930| Oute of the towne for to hye.
 1:70; f. 79r       1931| He and all t+hat with hym come,
 1:70; f. 79r       1932| Homeward they hyed hem full sone.
 1:70; f. 79r       1933| Ipomydon rode to t+he pavillon,
 1:70; f. 79r       1934| Right as it were duke Geron.
 1:70; f. 79r       1935| Besyde t+he castelle wherin was t+he eyre,
 1:70; f. 79r       1936| Rennethe a ryuer longe and feyre,
 1:70; f. 79r       1937| With shippis and sayles manyfolde;
 1:70; f. 79r       1938| There stremes were of fyne golde.
 1:70; f. 79r       1939| This lady sayd she wold flee,
 1:70; f. 79r       1940| Iff that the duke wan t+he gre.
 1:70; f. 79r       1941| These shippis were stuffyd with vytayle,
 1:70; f. 79r       1942| T+Hat with this lady sholde sayle.
 1:70; f. 79r       1943| She lokyd oute into the towne
 1:70; f. 79r       1944| And saw one come to t+he pavilloun.
 1:70; f. 79r       1945| She wende t+he duke had wonne t+he gre,
 1:70; f. 79r       1946| Wherefore she busked hyr to flee.
 1:70; f. 79r       1947| Ipomydo[n] to t+he yates wente,
 1:70; f. 79r       1948| Than the lady helde hyrself shent.
 1:70; f. 79r       1949| "Come forthe,' he sayd, "my leman dere,
 1:70; f. 79r       1950| For I haue wonne t+he now here!'
 1:70; f. 79r       1951| The lady herde hym make suche crye,
 1:70; f. 79r       1952| To hyr shyppe she gan hyr hyee;
 1:70; f. 79r       1953| They plukkyd vp sayles and forthe t+hey paste,

 1:71; f. 79r       1954| She and hyr men, bothe more and lasse.
 1:71; f. 79r       1955| Turne we now anone-ryghtes
 1:71; f. 79r       1956| And speke of kyng Melliager knyghtes,
 1:71; f. 79r       1957| That whan hyr jorney was done
 1:71; f. 79r       1958| They hem buskyd home full sone,
 1:71; f. 79r       1959| Campanus and his felows full bolde.
 1:71; f. 79r       1960| But the tydynges were hem tolde
 1:71; f. 79r       1961| Off t+he eyre of Calabre, t+he fayre may,
 1:71; f. 79r       1962| And of t+he duke, as I you say,
 1:71; f. 79r       1963| And how she sent aftir sokoure,
 1:71; f. 79r       1964| The preuyest mayden in hyr boure,
 1:71; f. 79r       1965| And how a fole hathe take on hond,
 1:71; f. 79r       1966| To fight with hym in t+hat londe.
 1:71; f. 79v       1967| Sir Campanus buskid hym to fare,
 1:71; f. 79v       1968| To bryng this lady oute of care,
 1:71; f. 79v       1969| And all the power t+hat had t+he kynge
 1:71; f. 79v       1970| Buskyd theyme to t+hat fyghtynge
 1:71; f. 79v       1971| In all the hast t+hat they myght,
 1:71; f. 79v       1972| With the duke for to fight.
 1:71; f. 79v       1973| Toward Calabre as they rode,
 1:71; f. 79v       1974| T+Hey saw shippis in t+he flode;
 1:71; f. 79v       1975| Anoon they callyd to theyme there
 1:71; f. 79v       1976| And askyd hem of whens they were.
 1:71; f. 79v       1977| The shippemen sayd, "Of Calabre-londe.
 1:71; f. 79v       1978| A duke hathe wonne it with his hand.
 1:71; f. 79v       1979| Here ys t+he lady, as ye may see,
 1:71; f. 79v       1980| She hathe forsake hyr owne contre.'
 1:71; f. 79v       1981| Campanus prayed t+he lady to dwelle,
 1:71; f. 79v       1982| And somwhat of hyr greffe to telle.

 1:72; f. 79v       1983| She herd they were hyr eme knyghtes
 1:72; f. 79v       1984| And tornyd ayeyne anon-ryghtes
 1:72; f. 79v       1985| And tolde the knyghtes all in hye
 1:72; f. 79v       1986| Off t+he duke t+hat was so doughty,
 1:72; f. 79v       1987| And how the fole had hym borne
 1:72; f. 79v       1988| Off good poyntis therebeforne,
 1:72; f. 79v       1989| And how t+he duke hathe hym slayne,
 1:72; f. 79v       1990| "And comyn ys to my yates agayne.'
 1:72; f. 79v       1991| Campanus sayd anone-ryght:
 1:72; f. 79v       1992| "I darre ley it was t+he same knyght
 1:72; f. 79v       1993| Was comyn oute of hys owne londe,
 1:72; f. 79v       1994| For he was doughty of his hand.
 1:72; f. 79v       1995| Madame, I rede we torne agayne,
 1:72; f. 79v       1996| And we shall see who is slayne,
 1:72; f. 79v       1997| And than we shalle t+his dede awreke,
 1:72; f. 79v       1998| Iff we haue grace with hym to speke,
 1:72; f. 79v       1999| That all t+his land shall thereof here,
 1:72; f. 79v       2000| And ellys honge me be the swyre,
 1:72; f. 79v       2001| But I his hede vnto you brynge!'
 1:72; f. 79v       2002| All they grantyd, withoute lesynge.
 1:72; f. 79v       2003| This lady turnyd hyr shippe anon
 1:72; f. 79v       2004| And with sir Campanus forthe gan goon.
 1:72; f. 79v       2005| When she come t+he castelle nye,
 1:72; f. 79v       2006| As ferre as euyr she myght see,
 1:72; f. 80r       2007| In that place she wold abyde,
 1:72; f. 80r       2008| Tille she wist how it wold tyde.
 1:72; f. 80r       2009| Campanus all his men lette calle,
 1:72; f. 80r       2010| And to t+he castelle they went alle;
 1:72; f. 80r       2011| They saw a knyght in blak atyre,

 1:73; f. 80r       2012| They went full wele t+he duke it were
 1:73; f. 80r       2013| T+Hat had distroyed t+he land aboute.
 1:73; f. 80r       2014| To hym they hyed all t+he route.
 1:73; f. 80r       2015| Campanus sayd in t+his manere:
 1:73; f. 80r       2016| "What art t+hou that standis here?
 1:73; f. 80r       2017| Tell me why t+hou makist t+his dynne,
 1:73; f. 80r       2018| And what t+hou woldist haue herein.'
 1:73; f. 80r       2019| He sayd, "My leman t+hat I wanne,
 1:73; f. 80r       2020| I wille not leue hyr for no man!'
 1:73; f. 80r       2021| Sir Campanus sayd, "T+Hou getist hyr noght!
 1:73; f. 80r       2022| I rede frome hyr thou change t+hi thoght,
 1:73; f. 80r       2023| And go home to thy contre,
 1:73; f. 80r       2024| Or ellis, forsothe, t+hou shalt dede be.
 1:73; f. 80r       2025| Wherefore hens fast thou hye,
 1:73; f. 80r       2026| Withowte any more vylany,
 1:73; f. 80r       2027| And ellis I swere, by God almyght,
 1:73; f. 80r       2028| We shall all ageynst t+he fight.'
 1:73; f. 80r       2029| Ipomydon sayd, "What may this bee?
 1:73; f. 80r       2030| Is this the maner of this contre?
 1:73; f. 80r       2031| Yif any of yow haue better right
 1:73; f. 80r       2032| Than I haue to t+his lady bryght,
 1:73; f. 80r       2033| Come forthe and prove yt with your hand,
 1:73; f. 80r       2034| One for one, while I may stand!'
 1:73; f. 80r       2035| Campanus answerd to t+he knyght:
 1:73; f. 80r       2036| "Chese whether t+hou wilt go or ellys fight!'
 1:73; f. 80r       2037| Ipomydon sayd, "Sythe it is soo
 1:73; f. 80r       2038| That I shall hyr thus forgoo,

 1:74; f. 80r       2039| Rather I wille t+he bataille take
 1:74; f. 80r       2040| And lese my lyffe for hyr sake,
 1:74; f. 80r       2041| And put it all in Goddis hond!'
 1:74; f. 80r       2042| Agayne hem all he thoght to stond;
 1:74; f. 80r       2043| All at ons at hym they layd,
 1:74; f. 80r       2044| Ipomydon hys swerd outebrayd,
 1:74; f. 80r       2045| And many a man he fellys downe ryght.
 1:74; f. 80r       2046| He faught with many a doughty knyght,
 1:74; f. 80v       2047| That many a stroke vppon hym layd.
 1:74; f. 80v       2048| "Yeld the, traytour!' "Not yit!' he sayd.
 1:74; f. 80v       2049| The knyghtes that were of grete pryde,
 1:74; f. 80v       2050| Faste they faught on yche syde.
 1:74; f. 80v       2051| Ipomydon saw non othyr wone,
 1:74; f. 80v       2052| But socouryd hym at a walle of stone,
 1:74; f. 80v       2053| And they pursewyd aftir faste,
 1:74; f. 80v       2054| T+Hat many vnto t+he dethe he caste.
 1:74; f. 80v       2055| So longe ageynste them he gan stand,
 1:74; f. 80v       2056| They hewyd the gloves of his hand;
 1:74; f. 80v       2057| All bare-handyd faught t+his knyght,
 1:74; f. 80v       2058| They saw neuyr are non so wight.
 1:74; f. 80v       2059| Sir Campanus, as I vndirstande,
 1:74; f. 80v       2060| Saw the rynge on his hand,
 1:74; f. 80v       2061| That he yaffe his modyr, t+he quene;
 1:74; f. 80v       2062| Many a yere are he me had it sene.
 1:74; f. 80v       2063| Campanus prayd hym stand stille,
 1:74; f. 80v       2064| While he askyd hym a skyle.
 1:74; f. 80v       2065| The knyght answerd and bad hym sey,
 1:74; f. 80v       2066| For all they were wery of there play.
 1:74; f. 80v       2067| "Sir knyght,' he sayd, "telle me this thynge!

 1:75; f. 80v       2068| Where had ye that ilke rynge?'
 1:75; f. 80v       2069| Ipomydon answerd as he thought,
 1:75; f. 80v       2070| And sayd, "Forsothe, I stale it noght.
 1:75; f. 80v       2071| For t+hou coueytes to haue t+his rynge,
 1:75; f. 80v       2072| I swere by Jesus, heuyn-kynge,
 1:75; f. 80v       2073| Or t+hou it haue with mystrye,
 1:75; f. 80v       2074| With sore strokis t+hou shalt it bye!'
 1:75; f. 80v       2075| Sir Campanus prayd hym with feyre chere
 1:75; f. 80v       2076| To telle hym on feyre manere,
 1:75; f. 80v       2077| Where he had t+hat ylke rynge,
 1:75; f. 80v       2078| And say the sothe, withoute lesynge.
 1:75; f. 80v       2079| Ipomydon sayd, "So God me spede,
 1:75; f. 80v       2080| Y wille not telle t+he for no drede.
 1:75; f. 80v       2081| But telle me why t+hou doste enquere,
 1:75; f. 80v       2082| And I shalle yeve the an answere.'
 1:75; f. 80v       2083| "This rynge,' he sayd, "t+hat is so fyne,
 1:75; f. 80v       2084| Forsothe, somme-tyme it was myne.
 1:75; f. 80v       2085| Now, as ye ar a gentill man,
 1:75; f. 80v       2086| Telle me where ye t+hat rynge wanne.'
 1:75; f. 80v       2087| "The quene,' he sayd, "of Poyle-land
 1:75; f. 80v       2088| yaff me this rynge, ye shall vndirstand.
 1:75; f. 81r       2089| She ys my modyr good and fayre,
 1:75; f. 81r       2090| Off all t+hat land I am t+he eyre.'
 1:75; f. 81r       2091| "Sir knyght,' he sayd, "yit abyde.
 1:75; f. 81r       2092| What sayd she more to you t+hat tyde?'
 1:75; f. 81r       2093| "She sayd, I had a brother on lyve
 1:75; f. 81r       2094| Was gotyn or t+hat she was wyffe,
 1:75; f. 81r       2095| And sayd, who t+hat knew this rynge

 1:76; f. 81r       2096| Was my brother, withoute lesynge.'
 1:76; f. 81r       2097| Sir Campanus sayd, "By God allmyght,
 1:76; f. 81r       2098| I am thy brother, t+hou gentill knyght.'
 1:76; f. 81r       2099| They felle downe bothe in t+hat stound,
 1:76; f. 81r       2100| At onys fallynge to t+he ground.
 1:76; f. 81r       2101| Men caught hem vp and wakyd hem bothe,
 1:76; f. 81r       2102| They were full glad and nothynge lothe.
 1:76; f. 81r       2103| Ipomydon enqueryd of his brothyr
 1:76; f. 81r       2104| What was his name, for none knew othyr.
 1:76; f. 81r       2105| He sayd, "Syr Campanus I hight,
 1:76; f. 81r       2106| That gaynste t+he dyd fyght.
 1:76; f. 81r       2107| With kynge Melleager dwelle I.'
 1:76; f. 81r       2108| "Som-tyme we were in company.
 1:76; f. 81r       2109| Knew ye nevyr the quenys lemman,
 1:76; f. 81r       2110| That somtyme this mayd wan?'
 1:76; f. 81r       2111| "A, brother,' he sayd, "be ye he?'
 1:76; f. 81r       2112| There was joye grete plente.
 1:76; f. 81r       2113| Ipomydon sayd, "I bare t+he shelde,
 1:76; f. 81r       2114| That wanne t+he lady in t+he felde.
 1:76; f. 81r       2115| Stedis I had t+here t+hat day in place,
 1:76; f. 81r       2116| T+He sothe ye know t+hat it so was,
 1:76; f. 81r       2117| Whyte and rede and blak also;
 1:76; f. 81r       2118| Wele ye wote t+hat it was so.
 1:76; f. 81r       2119| And there I wanne throw Goddis grace
 1:76; f. 81r       2120| The beste stedis t+hat day in place,
 1:76; f. 81r       2121| T+He kynges stede and thyne also,
 1:76; f. 81r       2122| And of myne owne I sent you two,
 1:76; f. 81r       2123| And youres I sent to other men;
 1:76; f. 81r       2124| Ye wote wele it was so then.

 1:77; f. 81r       2125| I toke my leve of t+he quene,
 1:77; f. 81r       2126| With me went my mayden shene
 1:77; f. 81r       2127| Home toward myne owne lond.
 1:77; f. 81r       2128| Sir Caymes sayd, I vndirstand,
 1:77; f. 81v       2129| That he wold feche vs bothe agayne,
 1:77; f. 81v       2130| Or ellis t+hat he wold be slayne.
 1:77; f. 81v       2131| He sayd, I went withoute leve,
 1:77; f. 81v       2132| All ye wist how it dyd preue,
 1:77; f. 81v       2133| And therfore, brother, as I haue sayd,
 1:77; f. 81v       2134| I am best worthy to haue t+he mayd.'
 1:77; f. 81v       2135| They saw it was t+he same knyght,
 1:77; f. 81v       2136| T+Han all ther hertes began to light.
 1:77; f. 81v       2137| Euer as they went, they gan hym kysse,
 1:77; f. 81v       2138| There was joye and moche blisse.
 1:77; f. 81v       2139| Messyngeris afore gan thrynge,
 1:77; f. 81v       2140| To bryng t+he lady good tythynges.
 1:77; f. 81v       2141| When she saw t+hey come so fast,
 1:77; f. 81v       2142| Than t+he lady was agast.
 1:77; f. 81v       2143| She wende t+hey had scomfyted be,
 1:77; f. 81v       2144| T+His lady bad draw sayle and flee.
 1:77; f. 81v       2145| The messyngers cryed as t+hey were wode,
 1:77; f. 81v       2146| Whan they saw hyr go with t+he flode.
 1:77; f. 81v       2147| They sayd, "Madame, drede you noght.
 1:77; f. 81v       2148| The strange squyer hathe you sought.'
 1:77; f. 81v       2149| Whan she herd of hym speke,
 1:77; f. 81v       2150| She thought hyr hert wold tobreke,
 1:77; f. 81v       2151| But she myght se hym with syght,
 1:77; f. 81v       2152| That hyr wanne in grete fight.
 1:77; f. 81v       2153| They tornyd t+he shippis to t+he land,

 1:78; f. 81v       2154| Togedyr they mette at t+he sond.
 1:78; f. 81v       2155| Whan t+he lady of hym had syght,
 1:78; f. 81v       2156| She comaundyd a bote forthe-ryght,
 1:78; f. 81v       2157| For at t+he lond fayne wold she bee,
 1:78; f. 81v       2158| That she myght t+he knyght see.
 1:78; f. 81v       2159| She lepyd oute of t+he bote in hye,
 1:78; f. 81v       2160| Into t+he water t+he knyght stode bye,
 1:78; f. 81v       2161| And he in aftir also faste,
 1:78; f. 81v       2162| T+Hat vp he gatte hyr at t+he last.
 1:78; f. 81v       2163| Whan t+hey come vnto t+he lond,
 1:78; f. 81v       2164| Ipomydon toke hyr by t+he hond
 1:78; f. 81v       2165| And told hyr t+here, withouten fayle,
 1:78; f. 81v       2166| Hyr loue had causyd hym grete travaile:
 1:78; f. 82r       2167| "Sythe fryst t+hat I with you dyd dwelle,
 1:78; f. 82r       2168| Half my sorow can I not telle,
 1:78; f. 82r       2169| And how ye blamyd your cosyn Jason
 1:78; f. 82r       2170| For t+hat I loked you vppon,
 1:78; f. 82r       2171| And t+ho I toke my leve and went,
 1:78; f. 82r       2172| Tille I herd of youre entente,
 1:78; f. 82r       2173| How t+hat ye wold haue a knyght
 1:78; f. 82r       2174| That of his hand was most wight.
 1:78; f. 82r       2175| Thedyr I drew when I it herde,
 1:78; f. 82r       2176| All ye wote how t+hat it ferd.
 1:78; f. 82r       2177| I seruyd your eme longe withalle,
 1:78; f. 82r       2178| The quenys lemman t+hey dyd me calle;
 1:78; f. 82r       2179| And aftir I justed dayes thre,
 1:78; f. 82r       2180| Many men ther dyd I see,
 1:78; f. 82r       2181| And there I wan stedis good,
 1:78; f. 82r       2182| Somme were rede as any blode,

 1:79; f. 82r       2183| And also wisely God me amend,
 1:79; f. 82r       2184| The kyngis stede to you I send;
 1:79; f. 82r       2185| But sone after, I vndirstand,
 1:79; f. 82r       2186| I went into myn owne lond,
 1:79; f. 82r       2187| Tille I herd vppon a day
 1:79; f. 82r       2188| Of t+he duke t+hat made outray;
 1:79; f. 82r       2189| I busked me in queynt manere,
 1:79; f. 82r       2190| Right as I a fole were,
 1:79; f. 82r       2191| And went agayne to t+he kynge.
 1:79; f. 82r       2192| He knew me not for nothynge;
 1:79; f. 82r       2193| And thedyr come frome you a mayd,
 1:79; f. 82r       2194| And to t+he kynge t+hese wordis she sayd,
 1:79; f. 82r       2195| That he muste you socoure sende,
 1:79; f. 82r       2196| Fro t+he duke you to deffend.
 1:79; f. 82r       2197| But t+he kyng you of help forsoke
 1:79; f. 82r       2198| And I the bataile to me toke;
 1:79; f. 82r       2199| Forthe with t+he mayd gan I gone
 1:79; f. 82r       2200| And there I kepte hyr frome hyr fone.
 1:79; f. 82r       2201| Thre knyghtes of hyr lyffes I lete,
 1:79; f. 82r       2202| And now t+he duke I haue scomfyte.
 1:79; f. 82r       2203| I darre wele say, by Goddis sond,
 1:79; f. 82r       2204| I haue you wonne with my hond.'
 1:79; f. 82v       2205| Whan t+he lady herd how it was,
 1:79; f. 82v       2206| She felle on swounyng in t+he place.
 1:79; f. 82v       2207| He toke hyr vp with good spede,
 1:79; f. 82v       2208| His mouthe to hyrs he gan bede,
 1:79; f. 82v       2209| They kyssyd togedyr with good chere,
 1:79; f. 82v       2210| For eyther was to othyr dere.
 1:79; f. 82v       2211| I lette you wete, withoute delay,

 1:80; f. 82v       2212| Halfe ther joye I can not say.
 1:80; f. 82v       2213| Forthe they went to t+he castelle
 1:80; f. 82v       2214| There this lady byfore dyd dwelle.
 1:80; f. 82v       2215| All that nyght they were insame
 1:80; f. 82v       2216| With moche myrthe, joy and game.
 1:80; f. 82v       2217| On the morow the clerkis were bowne,
 1:80; f. 82v       2218| To wryte lettres of grete renowne
 1:80; f. 82v       2219| To the kynge of Seseny-lond,
 1:80; f. 82v       2220| That was hyr eme, I vndyrstand;
 1:80; f. 82v       2221| To t+he emperoure, I dare wele say,
 1:80; f. 82v       2222| Were wrytte lettres of grete nobley,
 1:80; f. 82v       2223| To ershebisshoppes and bysshopis of t+he land,
 1:80; f. 82v       2224| Prestes and clerkis t+hat were at hand,
 1:80; f. 82v       2225| Dukis, erlys and barons also;
 1:80; f. 82v       2226| Knyghtis and squyers shuld thedyr go.
 1:80; f. 82v       2227| Messyngeris were sent euerywhere,
 1:80; f. 82v       2228| For pore and ryche, all shold be there.
 1:80; f. 82v       2229| And whan these lordis tythyngis herd,
 1:80; f. 82v       2230| They hyed hem fast thedyrward.
 1:80; f. 82v       2231| T+His fest was cryed longe byfore,
 1:80; f. 82v       2232| Fourty dayes withoute more.
 1:80; f. 82v       2233| Metis were made grete plente,
 1:80; f. 82v       2234| For many a man t+her shuld bee.
 1:80; f. 82v       2235| With the emperoure come to t+he feste
 1:80; f. 82v       2236| An hundreth knyghtes at t+he lest,
 1:80; f. 82v       2237| And with the kynge, hyr eme, also
 1:80; f. 82v       2238| Two hundreth hors withoute mo.
 1:80; f. 82v       2239| Sir Piers of Poyle thedyr come
 1:80; f. 82v       2240| And with hym knyghtes of grete fame,

 1:81; f. 83r       2241| That doughty were of t+hat land,
 1:81; f. 83r       2242| In bataile preuyd, I vndirstand.
 1:81; f. 83r       2243| On the morow whan it was day,
 1:81; f. 83r       2244| Thay busked theyme, as I you say,
 1:81; f. 83r       2245| Toward t+he chirche with game and glee,
 1:81; f. 83r       2246| To make t+hat grete solempnyte.
 1:81; f. 83r       2247| The archebisshopp of t+hat land
 1:81; f. 83r       2248| Weddyd theyme, I vndirstand.
 1:81; f. 83r       2249| Whan it was done, as I you say,
 1:81; f. 83r       2250| Home they went, withoute delay.
 1:81; f. 83r       2251| By t+hat they come to t+he castelle,
 1:81; f. 83r       2252| There mete was redy euerydele.
 1:81; f. 83r       2253| Trumpes to mete gan blow tho,
 1:81; f. 83r       2254| Claryons and other menstrellis mo.
 1:81; f. 83r       2255| T+Ho they wasshe and yede to mete,
 1:81; f. 83r       2256| And euery lord toke his sete.
 1:81; f. 83r       2257| Whan they were sette, all t+he route,
 1:81; f. 83r       2258| Menstrellis blew than all aboute,
 1:81; f. 83r       2259| Tille they were seruyd with pryde
 1:81; f. 83r       2260| Of the fryst cours t+hat tyde.
 1:81; f. 83r       2261| The seruyce was of grete aray,
 1:81; f. 83r       2262| That they were seruyd with t+hat day.
 1:81; f. 83r       2263| T+Hus they ete and made hem glad,
 1:81; f. 83r       2264| With suche seruyce as they had.
 1:81; f. 83r       2265| Whan they had dyned, as I you say,
 1:81; f. 83r       2266| Lordis and ladyes yede to play,
 1:81; f. 83r       2267| Somme to tablis and somme to chesse,
 1:81; f. 83r       2268| With othir gammys, more and lesse.

 1:82; f. 83r       2269| Ipomydon gaff in t+hat stound
 1:82; f. 83r       2270| To mynstrellis fyue hundreth pound,
 1:82; f. 83r       2271| And othyr yiftes of grete nobley
 1:82; f. 83r       2272| He yaff to other men t+hat day.
 1:82; f. 83r       2273| Thus this fest, as it was told,
 1:82; f. 83r       2274| Fourty dayes it was hold.
 1:82; f. 83r       2275| Ipomydon his brother lette calle,
 1:82; f. 83r       2276| There he stode in the halle,
 1:82; f. 83v       2277| And yaff hym all Poyle-land,
 1:82; f. 83v       2278| But on erledom, I vnderstond,
 1:82; f. 83v       2279| And of that land made hym kyng,
 1:82; f. 83v       2280| And afftyr hym hys offspryng.
 1:82; f. 83v       2281| He thankyd God and hym with mode,
 1:82; f. 83v       2282| And euery man spak of hym good.
 1:82; f. 83v       2283| Syr Camppanus fforthe ys gon on sond
 1:82; f. 83v       2284| To the kyng of Sesanay-lond,
 1:82; f. 83v       2285| There he was in hys chambyr,
 1:82; f. 83v       2286| Talkyng with the ladyes on ffere.
 1:82; f. 83v       2287| He told of the yefftes ffayre,
 1:82; f. 83v       2288| Off Poyle-lond how he was eyre.
 1:82; f. 83v       2289| The ladyes answerd all on one:
 1:82; f. 83v       2290| "Souche a man in the world ys none!'
 1:82; f. 83v       2291| Ipomadon, there he stod in hall,
 1:82; f. 83v       2292| Tholomew he lette to hym call
 1:82; f. 83v       2293| And yaff hym an erledom ffre,
 1:82; f. 83v       2294| And a mayde, hys leff to bee,
 1:82; f. 83v       2295| That was with hym in Pole-lond,

 1:83; f. 83v       2296| With the quene, I vnderstond.
 1:83; f. 83v       2297| Syr Tholomew tho gan say:
 1:83; f. 83v       2298| "I thanke yow, lord, for thys may
 1:83; f. 83v       2299| And for yowre yefftes many on,
 1:83; f. 83v       2300| That ye hawe yewen me here befforne.'
 1:83; f. 83v       2301| Tho passyd he fforthe, as I yow say,
 1:83; f. 83v       2302| There he lyked best to play.
 1:83; f. 83v       2303| Ipo[m]adon, in hall there he stod,
 1:83; f. 83v       2304| Bethowght hym of myld mode,
 1:83; f. 83v       2305| Of hys ffelaw, syr Jason,
 1:83; f. 83v       2306| How he was a worthy man.
 1:83; f. 83v       2307| To hym he gaff bothe fferre and nere
 1:83; f. 83v       2308| Grete londes, as ye may here,
 1:83; f. 83v       2309| To hys wyff a fayre may,
 1:83; f. 84r       2310| That he had louyd many a day,
 1:83; f. 84r       2311| And other yiftes he yaff also
 1:83; f. 84r       2312| Tille other men many moo.
 1:83; f. 84r       2313| Whan this feste was comyn to t+he end,
 1:83; f. 84r       2314| Euery man busked hem home to wend.
 1:83; f. 84r       2315| On the morow, withoute lesynge,
 1:83; f. 84r       2316| The emperoure went vnto t+he kynge,
 1:83; f. 84r       2317| His leve to take gan he gone,
 1:83; f. 84r       2318| And with hym lordis many on.
 1:83; f. 84r       2319| At t+he takynge of his leve
 1:83; f. 84r       2320| Halfe t+he joye I can not discryve,
 1:83; f. 84r       2321| That there was hem amonge,
 1:83; f. 84r       2322| Off ladies and of knyghtis stronge.

 1:84; f. 84r       2323| The emperoure his  leve hathe tane
 1:84; f. 84r       2324| At t+he kynge, Ipomydon,
 1:84; f. 84r       2325| And at t+he quene fayre and free,
 1:84; f. 84r       2326| So dyd many mo than hee.
 1:84; f. 84r       2327| Thus the lordes fayre and hend,
 1:84; f. 84r       2328| Homeward all t+hey gan to wend,
 1:84; f. 84r       2329| Euery lord to his contre,
 1:84; f. 84r       2330| Or where them lyked best to be,
 1:84; f. 84r       2331| And lefte them there bothe insame,
 1:84; f. 84r       2332| With myche myrthe, joye and game,
 1:84; f. 84r       2333| There to dwelle for euyrmore,
 1:84; f. 84r       2334| Tille theyme departyd dethe sore.
 1:84; f. 84r       2335| Ipomydon and his lady dere
 1:84; f. 84r       2336| Togedyr were many yere,
 1:84; f. 84r       2337| With all joye t+hat men myght see.
 1:84; f. 84r       2338| In world so moche non myght be,
 1:84; f. 84r       2339| As was euer t+hem amonge,
 1:84; f. 84r       2340| Till dethe t+hem departid t+hat was stronge.
 1:84; f. 84r       2341| And whan they dyed, I trow, iwis,
 1:84; f. 84r       2342| Bothe they yede to heuyn-blysse,
 1:84; f. 84r       2343| There as non other thynge may bee,
 1:84; f. 84r       2344| But joye and blisse, game and glee.
 1:84; f. 84r       2345| To t+hat blysse God bryng vs alle,
 1:84; f. 84r       2346| That dyed on rode for grete and smalle. Amen.

 1:84; f. 84r       2347| Explic[i]t Ipomydon.



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