Eglamore - Part 2
[Part II.]
23
Eglamore kissed tha t Lady gent;
he tooke his leaue, & fforth hee went
his way now hath hee tane;
The hye streetes held he west
till he came to the fforrest;
ffarrer saw he neuer none,
w i th trees of Cypresse lying out.
the wood was walled round abowt
w i th strong walles of stone;
fforthe he rade, as I vnderstand,
till he came to a gate tha t he ffand,
& therin is he gone
24
his horne he blew in that tyde;
harts start vpp on euery side,
& a noble deere ffull prest;
the hounds att the deere gan bay
w i th tha t heard the Gyant where he lay;
itt lett him of his rest;
“methinketh, by hounds tha t I heare,
tha t there is one hunting my deare;
it were better tha t he cease!
by him tha t wore the crowne of thorne,
in a worse time he neuer blew a horne,
ne dearer bought a messe!”
25
Marrocke the Gyant tooke the way
thorrow the fforrest were itt Lay;
to the gate he sett his backe
S i r Eglamore hath done to dead,
slaine a hart, & smitten off his head;
the prize he blew ffull shrill;
& when he came where the gyant was,
“good S i r,” he sayd, “lett me passe,
if tha t itt be yo u r will.”
“nay, traitor! thou art tane!
my principall hart thou hast slaine!
thou shalt itt like ffull ill.”
26
the Gyant att the chase,
a great clubb vp hee takes,
tha t villanous was and great;
such a stroke hee him gaue
tha t into the earth went his staffe,
a ffoote on euery side.
“traitor!” he said, “what doest thou here
in my fforrest to slay my deere?
here shalt thou now abyde.”
Eglamore his sword out drew,
& in his sight made such a shew,
& made him blind tha t tyde.
27
how-be-itt he lost his sight,
he ffought w i th Sir Eglamore tha t K nigh t
2 dayes & some deale more;
till the 3 day att prime
S i r Eglamore waited his time,
& to the hart him bare.
through gods might, & his kniffe,
there the Gyant lost his liffe;
ffast he began to rore.
ffor certaine sooth, as I you say,
when he was meaten there he Lay
he was 15 ffoote & more.
28
through the might of god, & his kniffe,
thus hath the Gyant Lost his liffe;
he may thanke god of his boone!
the Gyants head w i th him hee bare
the right way as hee ffound there,
till hee came to the castle of stone.
all the whole court came him againe;
“such a head,” they gan saine,
“saw they neu er none.”
before the Erle he itt bare,
“my Lord,” he said, “I haue beene there,
in witnesse of you all!”
29
the Erle said, “sith itt is done,
Another Iourney there shall come soone,—
buske thee & make thee yare,—
to Sattin, tha t countrye,
ffor therin may noe man bee
for doubt of a bore;
his tuskes are a yard long;
what fflesh tha t they doe come among,
itt couereth neuer more;
both man & beast itt slayeth,
all tha t eu er hee ouer-taketh,
& giueth them wounds sore.”
30
S i r Eglamore wold not gaine-say,
he tooke his leaue & went his way,
to his Iourney went hee.
towards Sattin, I vnderstand,
a ffortnight he went on Land,
& alsoe soe long on sea.
itt ffell againe in the euen tyde,
in the fforrest he did ryde
wheras the bore shold bee;
& tydings of the bore soone hee ffound;
by him men Lay dead on many a Land,
tha t pittye itt was to see.
31
S i r Eglamore tha t K nigh t awoke,
& priuilye lay vnder an oke;
till morrow the sun shone bright,
in the fforrest ffast did hee lye;
of the bore he hard a crye,
& neerer he gan gone right.
ffaire helmes he ffound in fere
tha t men of armes had lefft there,
tha t the bore had slaine.
Eglamore to the cliffe went hee,
he saw the bore come from the sea,
his morne draught had he tane.
32
the bore saw where the K nigh t stood,
his tuskes he whetted as he were wood,
to him he drew tha t tyde
S i r Eglamore weened well what to doe,
w i th a speare he rode him to
as ffast as he might ryde.
all if hee rode neuer soe ffast,
the good speare assunder brast,
it wold not in the hyde.
tha t bore did him woe enoughe,
his good horsse vnder him he slough;
on ffoote then must hee byde.
33
Eglamore saw no boote tha t tyde,
but to an oake he sett his side
amongst the trees great;
his good sword he drew out then,
& smote vpon the wild swine
2 dayes & some deale more;
till the 3 day att noone
Eglamore thought his liffe was doone
for ffightting w i th that bore;
then Eglamore w i th Egar mood
smote of the bores head;
his tuskes he smote of thore.
34
the K ing of Sattin on hunting fare
w i th 15 armed men & more;
the bore loud hard he yell;
he camanded a squier to ffare,
“some man is in his p er ill there!
I trow to long wee dwell.”
no longer wold the sqiuer tarry,
but rode fast thither, by S t Marye,
he was therto ffull snell;
vp to the cliffe rode hee thore;
S i r Eglamore ffought ffast w i th the bore
w i th stroakes ffeirce & ffell.
35
the squier stood & beheld them 2,
hee went againe and told soe,
“fforsooth the bore is slaine.”
“Lord! S t Mary! how may this bee?”
“a K nigh t is yonder certainlye
tha t was the bores bane;
“of gold he beareth a seemly sight,
in a ffeeld of azure an armed K nigh t,
to battell as hee shold gone;
& on the crest vpon the head is
a Ladye made in her likenesse;
his spures are sable eche one.”
36
the King said, “soe mote I thee,
those rich armers I will see:”
& thither hee tooke the way.
by tha t time S i r Eglamore
had ou er come the sharp stoure,
& ou er thawrt the bore Lay
the K ing said, “god rest w i th thee!”
“my Lo rd ,” said Eglamore, “welcome be yee,
of peace now I thee pray!
I haue soe ffoughten w i th the bore
tha t certainlye I may noe more;
this is the 3 day.”
37
they all said anon-right,
“great sinn itt were w i th thee to ffight,
or to doe thee any teene;
manffully thou hast slaine this bore
tha t hath done hurt sore,
& many a mans death hath beene;
thou hast manfully vnder sheeld
slaine this bore in the ffeild,
tha t all wee haue seene!
this haue I wist, the sooth to say,
he hath slaine 40 on a day
of my armed knights keene!
38
meat & drinke they him brought,
rich wine they spared nought,
& white clothes they spread.
the K ing said, “soe mote I thee,
I will dine for loue of thee;
thou hast been hard bestead.”
“forsooth,” then S i r Eglamore saies,
“I haue ffought these 4 dayes,
and not a ffoote him ffledd.”
then said the King, “I pray thee
all night to dwell w i th mee,
& rest thee on a bedd.”
39
& after meate, the soothe to say,
the K ing S i r Eglamore did pray
“of what country hee was.”
“my name,” he said, “is S i r Eglamore:
I dwell alsoe w i th S i r Prinsamoure,
tha t Erle is of artoys.”
then Lords to the K ing drew,
“this is hee tha t S i r Marroccke slew,
the gyants brother Mamasse.
“S i r,” said the K ing , “I pray thee
these 3 dayes to dwell with mee,
from mee thou shalt not passe;
40
“there dwelleth a Gyant here beside;
my daughter tha t is of micklell pride,
he wold haue me ffroe;
I dare to no place goe out
but men of armes be me about,
for dread of my foe.
the bore thou hast slaine here,
tha t hath liued here this 15 yeere
christen men for to sloe,
Now is he gone w i th sorrow enough
to [berye] his brother tha t thou slough.”
[that evyrmore be hym woo!]
41
to break the bore they went ffull tyte;
there was noe kniffe tha t wold him bitte,
soe hard of hyde was hee.
“S i r Eglamore, thou him sloughe;
I trow thy sword be good enough;
haue done, I pray thee.”
Eglamore to the bore gan gone,
& claue him by the ridge bone,
tha t ioy itt was to see;
“Lordings,” he said, “great & small,
giue me the head, & take you all;
for why, tha t is my ffee.”
42
the King said, “soe god me saue!
the head thou shalt haue;
thou hast itt bought full deere!”
all the countrye was ffaine,
for the wild bore was slaine,
they made ffull royall cheere
the Queene said, “god send vs from shame!
ffor when the Gyant cometh home,
new tydings shall be here.”
43
against euen the K ing did dight
a bath ffor tha t gentle K nigh t,
tha t was of Erbes good.
S i r Eglamore therin Lay
till itt was light of the day,
tha t men to Mattins yode.
23
Eglamore kissed tha t Lady gent;
he tooke his leaue, & fforth hee went
his way now hath hee tane;
The hye streetes held he west
till he came to the fforrest;
ffarrer saw he neuer none,
w i th trees of Cypresse lying out.
the wood was walled round abowt
w i th strong walles of stone;
fforthe he rade, as I vnderstand,
till he came to a gate tha t he ffand,
& therin is he gone
24
his horne he blew in that tyde;
harts start vpp on euery side,
& a noble deere ffull prest;
the hounds att the deere gan bay
w i th tha t heard the Gyant where he lay;
itt lett him of his rest;
“methinketh, by hounds tha t I heare,
tha t there is one hunting my deare;
it were better tha t he cease!
by him tha t wore the crowne of thorne,
in a worse time he neuer blew a horne,
ne dearer bought a messe!”
25
Marrocke the Gyant tooke the way
thorrow the fforrest were itt Lay;
to the gate he sett his backe
S i r Eglamore hath done to dead,
slaine a hart, & smitten off his head;
the prize he blew ffull shrill;
& when he came where the gyant was,
“good S i r,” he sayd, “lett me passe,
if tha t itt be yo u r will.”
“nay, traitor! thou art tane!
my principall hart thou hast slaine!
thou shalt itt like ffull ill.”
26
the Gyant att the chase,
a great clubb vp hee takes,
tha t villanous was and great;
such a stroke hee him gaue
tha t into the earth went his staffe,
a ffoote on euery side.
“traitor!” he said, “what doest thou here
in my fforrest to slay my deere?
here shalt thou now abyde.”
Eglamore his sword out drew,
& in his sight made such a shew,
& made him blind tha t tyde.
27
how-be-itt he lost his sight,
he ffought w i th Sir Eglamore tha t K nigh t
2 dayes & some deale more;
till the 3 day att prime
S i r Eglamore waited his time,
& to the hart him bare.
through gods might, & his kniffe,
there the Gyant lost his liffe;
ffast he began to rore.
ffor certaine sooth, as I you say,
when he was meaten there he Lay
he was 15 ffoote & more.
28
through the might of god, & his kniffe,
thus hath the Gyant Lost his liffe;
he may thanke god of his boone!
the Gyants head w i th him hee bare
the right way as hee ffound there,
till hee came to the castle of stone.
all the whole court came him againe;
“such a head,” they gan saine,
“saw they neu er none.”
before the Erle he itt bare,
“my Lord,” he said, “I haue beene there,
in witnesse of you all!”
29
the Erle said, “sith itt is done,
Another Iourney there shall come soone,—
buske thee & make thee yare,—
to Sattin, tha t countrye,
ffor therin may noe man bee
for doubt of a bore;
his tuskes are a yard long;
what fflesh tha t they doe come among,
itt couereth neuer more;
both man & beast itt slayeth,
all tha t eu er hee ouer-taketh,
& giueth them wounds sore.”
30
S i r Eglamore wold not gaine-say,
he tooke his leaue & went his way,
to his Iourney went hee.
towards Sattin, I vnderstand,
a ffortnight he went on Land,
& alsoe soe long on sea.
itt ffell againe in the euen tyde,
in the fforrest he did ryde
wheras the bore shold bee;
& tydings of the bore soone hee ffound;
by him men Lay dead on many a Land,
tha t pittye itt was to see.
31
S i r Eglamore tha t K nigh t awoke,
& priuilye lay vnder an oke;
till morrow the sun shone bright,
in the fforrest ffast did hee lye;
of the bore he hard a crye,
& neerer he gan gone right.
ffaire helmes he ffound in fere
tha t men of armes had lefft there,
tha t the bore had slaine.
Eglamore to the cliffe went hee,
he saw the bore come from the sea,
his morne draught had he tane.
32
the bore saw where the K nigh t stood,
his tuskes he whetted as he were wood,
to him he drew tha t tyde
S i r Eglamore weened well what to doe,
w i th a speare he rode him to
as ffast as he might ryde.
all if hee rode neuer soe ffast,
the good speare assunder brast,
it wold not in the hyde.
tha t bore did him woe enoughe,
his good horsse vnder him he slough;
on ffoote then must hee byde.
33
Eglamore saw no boote tha t tyde,
but to an oake he sett his side
amongst the trees great;
his good sword he drew out then,
& smote vpon the wild swine
2 dayes & some deale more;
till the 3 day att noone
Eglamore thought his liffe was doone
for ffightting w i th that bore;
then Eglamore w i th Egar mood
smote of the bores head;
his tuskes he smote of thore.
34
the K ing of Sattin on hunting fare
w i th 15 armed men & more;
the bore loud hard he yell;
he camanded a squier to ffare,
“some man is in his p er ill there!
I trow to long wee dwell.”
no longer wold the sqiuer tarry,
but rode fast thither, by S t Marye,
he was therto ffull snell;
vp to the cliffe rode hee thore;
S i r Eglamore ffought ffast w i th the bore
w i th stroakes ffeirce & ffell.
35
the squier stood & beheld them 2,
hee went againe and told soe,
“fforsooth the bore is slaine.”
“Lord! S t Mary! how may this bee?”
“a K nigh t is yonder certainlye
tha t was the bores bane;
“of gold he beareth a seemly sight,
in a ffeeld of azure an armed K nigh t,
to battell as hee shold gone;
& on the crest vpon the head is
a Ladye made in her likenesse;
his spures are sable eche one.”
36
the King said, “soe mote I thee,
those rich armers I will see:”
& thither hee tooke the way.
by tha t time S i r Eglamore
had ou er come the sharp stoure,
& ou er thawrt the bore Lay
the K ing said, “god rest w i th thee!”
“my Lo rd ,” said Eglamore, “welcome be yee,
of peace now I thee pray!
I haue soe ffoughten w i th the bore
tha t certainlye I may noe more;
this is the 3 day.”
37
they all said anon-right,
“great sinn itt were w i th thee to ffight,
or to doe thee any teene;
manffully thou hast slaine this bore
tha t hath done hurt sore,
& many a mans death hath beene;
thou hast manfully vnder sheeld
slaine this bore in the ffeild,
tha t all wee haue seene!
this haue I wist, the sooth to say,
he hath slaine 40 on a day
of my armed knights keene!
38
meat & drinke they him brought,
rich wine they spared nought,
& white clothes they spread.
the K ing said, “soe mote I thee,
I will dine for loue of thee;
thou hast been hard bestead.”
“forsooth,” then S i r Eglamore saies,
“I haue ffought these 4 dayes,
and not a ffoote him ffledd.”
then said the King, “I pray thee
all night to dwell w i th mee,
& rest thee on a bedd.”
39
& after meate, the soothe to say,
the K ing S i r Eglamore did pray
“of what country hee was.”
“my name,” he said, “is S i r Eglamore:
I dwell alsoe w i th S i r Prinsamoure,
tha t Erle is of artoys.”
then Lords to the K ing drew,
“this is hee tha t S i r Marroccke slew,
the gyants brother Mamasse.
“S i r,” said the K ing , “I pray thee
these 3 dayes to dwell with mee,
from mee thou shalt not passe;
40
“there dwelleth a Gyant here beside;
my daughter tha t is of micklell pride,
he wold haue me ffroe;
I dare to no place goe out
but men of armes be me about,
for dread of my foe.
the bore thou hast slaine here,
tha t hath liued here this 15 yeere
christen men for to sloe,
Now is he gone w i th sorrow enough
to [berye] his brother tha t thou slough.”
[that evyrmore be hym woo!]
41
to break the bore they went ffull tyte;
there was noe kniffe tha t wold him bitte,
soe hard of hyde was hee.
“S i r Eglamore, thou him sloughe;
I trow thy sword be good enough;
haue done, I pray thee.”
Eglamore to the bore gan gone,
& claue him by the ridge bone,
tha t ioy itt was to see;
“Lordings,” he said, “great & small,
giue me the head, & take you all;
for why, tha t is my ffee.”
42
the King said, “soe god me saue!
the head thou shalt haue;
thou hast itt bought full deere!”
all the countrye was ffaine,
for the wild bore was slaine,
they made ffull royall cheere
the Queene said, “god send vs from shame!
ffor when the Gyant cometh home,
new tydings shall be here.”
43
against euen the K ing did dight
a bath ffor tha t gentle K nigh t,
tha t was of Erbes good.
S i r Eglamore therin Lay
till itt was light of the day,
tha t men to Mattins yode.
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