Metrical Romances of the Thirteenth, Fourteenth, and Fifteenth Centuries: The process of the seuyn sages. Octouian imperator. Sir Amadas. The huntyng of the hare. Notes. GlossaryHenry William Weber A. Constable and Company, 1810 |
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Page 330 - At an opening of this mountain the fortress appears : and travelling forwards, at the distance of two stages, they found another mountain, with a ditch cut through it one hundred and fifty cubits •wide ; and within the aperture an iron gate fifty cubits high, supported by vast buttresses, having an iron bulwark crowned with iron turrets, reaching to the summit of the mountain itself, which is too high to be seen. The valves, lintels, threshold, lock and key, are all represented as of proportion.
Page 211 - And syth to daunce on the walle Of Parys. Whan the Soudan thys tydyng herd, For jre as he wer wod he ferd ; He ran with a drawe swerde To hys Mamentrye, And all hys goddys ther he amerrede, With, greet enuye. Asterot, Jopyn, and Mahoun He all to-hew with hys fachoun, 1310 And Jubiter he drew adoun Of hys autere : He seyde, hy n'er worth a scaloun Alle y-fere.
Page 245 - Butte suche a stinke in the chapelle he hade, "Yf men myghtt wyt.te that me wer woo, Sum wold be feyn that Y wer soo; That myghtt not bete my bale. So curtes a mon was neuer borne, That schuld schape withowt a scorn, Be that yche mon have told is tale." Sir Amadas, as Y yow say, 50 Buskyd hym apon a day, On his way to fovnde. He gaffe ther ryche gyfftes Bothe to sqwyars and to knyghttes, Stedes, hakes, and howndes: And sythyn, apon a day, He buskyd hym on hys jornay. Hastely in that stonde. When...