¶ sir Eglamonre of Artoys. woodcut of knight on horse wielding sword; castle or city in background IEsu christ heaven King grant us all his dear blessing And build us in his Bower And give them ioy that will here Of Elders that before us were That lived in great honour I will tel you of a Knight that was both bold hardy and wight And stife in every stour Where any deeds of arms were the price he wan with shield And ever he was the flower In Artoys the Knight was born And his Father him before Listen I will you say Sir that he was a man full bold With the earl was he hold In howsholde night and day Sir Prinsamoure the earl hight Sir Eglamoure then hight the Knight that curteise was alway And for he was a man verament With the earl was he lent To no man would he say nay the Erie had no child but one A maiden as white as whales bone that his right heir should be Christabel was that ladies name A fairer maiden than she was one Was not in christentie Crystabel so well her bore. the earl looued nothing more then his daughter free So did that gentle knight It was the more pity The knight was both hardy and snel And knew the Lady looued him well Listen a while and dwell Lords came from many a land Her to haue I understand With force foide and fel Sir Priamour than did cry Strong believing and tournamentry For the yove of Cristabel What man that did her crave Such stroke Eglamoure him gave That down right he fell To his chameberlain 'gan he say Where they did together rest Fair friend nought to lain My counsel to thee would I sane On thee is all my trest master he said per ma fay What so ever ye to me say I shall it never our cast The Erles daughter so God me save The yove of her but that I haue My life it may not last My life else haue I lost master then said the young man free You haue told me your privity I will give you answer To this tale understand ye are a knight of little land And much would haue more If I should to that Lady gon And show it to my hart and yove She lightly would let me fare The man that heweth over hyr Some chip falleth on his eye Thus doth it ever fare Remember Master of one thing That her would haue both earl and King And many a bold baron also The Lady will none of tho But in her maidenhed hold For wist her Father by heaven King That ye were set on such a thing Right dear it should be bought true ye she would King forsake And such a simplo Knight take But if ye haue loved her of old The Knight answered full mild Sir ever sith you were a child Thou hast been looued of me In any believing or in any stour Saw thou me haue any dishonour Nay master at all rights Ye are one of the best Knights That is in christente In deeds of arms by God on live Thy body is worth other five Gramercy sir said he Eglamoure sighed an said no more But to his chamber 'gan he fare That richly was wrought To God his hands he held up soon Lord he said grant me a boune As thou on rood me bought The Erles daughter fair and free That she may my wife be For she is most in my thought That I may wed her to my wife And in ioy to lead our life From care then were I brought On the morrow that maiden small eat with her father in the hall That was so fair and bright All the Knights were at meat save he The Lady said for Gods pity Where is Sir Eglamour my Knight His Squire answered with heup cheer He is sick and dead full near he prayeth you of a sight He is now casten in such care But if he amend of his fare He liveth not to night The earl to his daughter spake damsel he said for Gods sake listen unto me After me do as I the hend to his chamber see thou wend For he was curteys and free full truly with his intent In believing and in tournament He said us never nay where any deeds of arms were he wan the price with tourney clear Our worship for cuer and ay Then after meat that Lady gent Did her Fathers commandment She bulked her to wend With her she took her maidens two And to his chamber did she go That was courteous and hend forth she went without more For nothing would she spare But went there as he lay master said the squire be of good cheer here cometh the Eries oaughter dear Some words to the to say And then said that Lady bright How fateth sir Eglamoure my knight That is man right fair Forsooth Lady as ye may se with Wo I am bound for the yove of thee In longing and in care Sir she said by Gods pity If ye be agreeued for me It would grieve me full sore Damosell might I turn to life I would haue you to my wife If it your will were Sir she said so might I thee ye are a noble knight and free And come of gentle blood A manful man ye are in field To win the gree with spear and sheeto Nobly by the rood Sir at my father I rede you wit To see what he will say to it Or if his will be good And if that he be at assent As I am true Lady and gent My will it shall be good. VHe Knight desired no other bless When he had gotten his grants But made royal cheer He commanded a squire to go Of gold to fetch an C. yound or two and give the maidens clear Sir Eglamoure said to haue I bliss To your marriage I give you this For ye never come heer ore The Lady then thanked and kissed the knight She took her leave anon right Far well my true yove dear Than homeward she took her way Welcome said the earl in fay Tel me how ye haue done Say my daughter as white as flower How fareth my Knight sir Eglamoure And she answered him soon Forsooth to me he heartily swore He was amendid of his care Good comfort hath he tane He told me and my maidens hend That he unto the river would wend With hounds and hawks right The earl said so mot I thee with him will I ride that sight to see On the morrow when it was day Sir Eglamoure took the way To the river full right The earl made him redy there And both they rod to the river To se some fair flight ALl the day they made good cheer a wrath began as ye may heer Long or it were night As they rod homwarde in the way Sir Eglamour to the earl can say my Lord will ye now hear All redy Eglamour in fay what soever ye to me say to me it is full dere For why the doughtest art thou That in this sand dwelleth now For to here shield and spear My Lord he said of charity Christabel your daughter free when shall she haue a fear The earl said so God me save I know no man that she would haue My daughter fair and clear Now good Lord I you pray For I haue you served many a day To give me her without nay The earl said by gods pain If thou her win as I shall sane By deeds of arms three Then shalt thou haue my daughter deere And all Artoys far and near gramercy sir said he Sir Eglamoure said so mot I thee At my tourney fain would I bee Right soon he made him yare The earl said here by west Dwelleth a giante in a forest Fowler never saw I ere therein be trees fair and long Three h●●●s run them among The fairest that on foot gon Sir might ye bring one a way That durst I boldly say That ye had been there Forsooth said Eglamoure then If that he be a Christen man I shall him never forfake The earl said in good cheer With him shalt thou fight in fear His name is Sir Marok The Knight thought on Christabel He swore by him that harowed Hel Him would he never forsake Sir keep well my Lady and my land thereto the earl held up his hand And trothes they did strike Then afterward as I you say Sir Eglamoure took the way To that Lady so free Damosell he said to her anon For your yove I haue vndertane Deeds of arms three Good Dir she said be merry and glad For a wursse journey ye never had In no Christen country If God grant us that is a grace That we may from that journey a place God grant it may be so Sir if you he on hunting found I shall you give a good Greyhound That is dun as a Do For as I am a true Gentlewoman There was never Deere that he at ran That might scape him fro Also a sword I give thee That was found in the See Of such know I no mo If ye haue hap to keep it weel There is no helm of Iron and Steel But it would carve in two Eglamoure kissed that Lady gent He took his leave and forth he went His way now hath he tane The hye street heeled he West Till he came to the foreste fairer saw he never none With Trees of cypress lying out The Wood was walled all about With strong walls of ston forth he road as I understand Till the time that a Gate he fond And therein is he gone His horn he blew in that tide Hartes start up on every side And a noble dear full prest The hounds at the dear 'gan bay That heard the Giant where he lay It let him of his rest Me thinketh by Hounds that I hear That there is one hunting my dear It were better that he cease By him that ware the Crown of thorn In a wursse time blew he never horn Ne dearer bought a mess Marock the Grant took the way Through the foreste there it lay To the gate he set his back Sir Eglamoure hath done to dead slain an Hart and smitten of his head The price he blew full shrill And when he came there the Giant was Good Sir he said let me pass If that it be your will Nay traitor thou art tane My principal Hart thou hast slain Thou shalt it like full ill THe Biant at the chase I great Club he up takes That villainous was and great Such a stroke he him gave That into the earth went his staff A foot on every side Trait our he said what dost thou heer In my foreste to slay my dear Heer shalt thou now avide Eglamoure his sword out drew And in his sight made such a show And made him blind that tide How be it he lost his sight He fought with Sir Eglamoure that Knight Two dayes and more Till the third day at prime Sir Eglamoure waited well his time And to the hart him bare Through Gods might and his knife There the Giant lost his life Fast he began to roar For certain soothe as Iyou say When he was moten there he lay He was fifteen foot and more Through the might of God and of his knife, Thus hath the Biant lost his life He may thank God of his b●one The Giants head with him he bare The right way he found there till he came to the castle of ston All the whole Court came him again Such a head they 'gan say Saw they never none Before the earl he it bare My Lord he said I haue been there witness of you all The earl said sith it is done An other journey there shall come soon Busk thee and make thee air To Satin that country For therein may no man be For doubt of a Bore His tusks are a yard long What flesh that they come among It covereth never more both man and Beast it sleyeth All that ever he over taketh And giveth them wounds sore Sir Eglamoure would not gainsay His leave he took, and went his way To his journey went he Toward Satin I understand A fourth night he went on Land And all so long on See It fel again the evening tide, In to the foreste he did ride Where as the Bore should be And tidings of the Bore soon he found By him men lay dead on many a land That pity it was to see Sir Eglamoure that Knight awoke And privily stood under an oak till morrow the Sun shone bright Into the foreste fast did he hye Of the Bore he heard a cry And nearer he 'gan gone right fair helms he found in fear That men of arms had left there That the Bore had stain Eglamoure to the cliff went he He saw the Bore come from the See His morn draft had he tane The Bore saw where the Knight stood His tusks he whetted as he were wood To him he drew that ride Sir Eglamoure wened well to do With a spear he road him to As fast as he might ride All if he road never so fast The good spear a sunder brast It would not in the hid That Bore did him woe enough His good horse under him he slough On foot then must he bide Eglamoure saw no boot that tide But to an oak he set his side Among the trees great His good sword he drew out than And smote upon the wild Swine Two dayes and somdele more till the third day at noon Eglamoure thought his life was done For fighting with that Bore Then Eglamoure with eager mood Smote of the Bores head His tusks he smote of there The King of Satin on Hunting did fare With fifteen armed men and more The Bore loud heard he yell He commanded a squire to fare Some man is in peril there I trow so long we dwell No longer wouid the squire tarry But thither road fault up saint Mary He was thereto full in all up to the 〈◇〉 〈◇〉 he thore Sir Eglamoure fought fai● with the Bore With stroke fierce and fell The squire stood and beholded them two He went aga●● and told so Forsooth the Bore is slain Lord saint Mary how may this be A Knight is yonder certainly That was the Bores bane Of gold he beareth a seemly sight A stede of 〈◇〉 and armed Knight to battle as he should gone And on the Crest vpon the head is A Lady made in her likeness His spurs are Sablee the one the King said so mote I thee those rich arms will I see And thither he took the way By that time. Sir Eglamoure Had overcome the sharp stour And ●●●●thwart the Bore lay the King said God rest with thee My Lord said Eglamoare welcome be ye Of peace now I thee pray I haue so foughten with the Bore That certainly I may no more this is the third day They all said anon right Great sin it were with thee to fight Or to do thee any thirteen manfully thou hast slain this bore that hath done hurt sore And many a mannes death hath been thou hast manfully under shield slain the bore heer in the field that all we haue seen This haue I wist the forth to say that he hath slain xl. on a day Of my armed Knights keen meat and drink they him brought the rich wine they spared nought And white clothes they spread the King said so mote I thee I will dine for the yove for thee thou hast be hard bested Forsooth then Sir Eglamoure says I haue fought these four dayes And not a foot him fled then said the King I pray thee All night to dwell with me And rest thee in a bed And after meat the soothe to say the King Sir Eglamoure did pray Of what country he was my name he said is Eglamoure I dwell also with Sir Prinsamoure that earl is of Artoys then Lords to the King drew this same is he that Marock slay The Giants Brother Manas Sir said the King I pray thee These three dayes to dwell with me From me thou shalt not pass There dweileth a Giant here beside My Daughter that is of mickle pride He would haue me ●ro I dare to no place go out But men of arms be me about For dread of my foe The Bore hait thou slain here That hath here dwelled this fifteen year Christen men for to slow Now is he goue with sorrow enough To his Brocher that thou slough To break the bore they went full tide There was no knife that would him kite So hard of hid was he Sir Eglamoure thou him slough I trow thy sword be good enough Haue done I pray thee Eglamoure to the bore 'gan gone And claue him by the ridge bone That ioy it was to see Lordings he said great and small give me the head and take you all For why that is my fee The King said so God me save and see Thou halt bought it full deere All the country was fain For the wild bore was slain They made full royal cheer The Queen said God save us from shane For when the Giant cometh home New tidings shall be here Against even the King did dight A bathe for that gentle Knight That was of Heches good Sir Eglamoure therein lay till it was light of the day That men to matins yode By the time he had heard mass The Giaut to his place come was And cried as he were wood Sir King he said sand unto me Ardnada thy Daughter free Or I shall spill thy blood Sir Egiamoure anon right In good armor he him dight And upon the walls he yode He commanded a squire to bear The Bores head upon a spear That the Giant might it see And when he looked on the head Alas he said and art thou dead My trust was all in thee Now by the law that I live on My little speckled Hoglin dear bought shall thy death be The Giant on the walls dung At every stroke fire out sprung For nothing would he spare Toward the castle 'gan he cry False traitor thou shalt die For sleying of my Bore Your strong walls I shall down ding And with my hands I shall thee hang Ere that I larder pass But through the grace of God almight The Giant had his fill of fight. And thereto somedele more Sir Eglamoure was not aghast On mightfull God was all his trust And on his sword so good To Eglamoure said the King than Best is to arm us every man This thief I hold him wood Sir Eglamoure swore by the rood I shall him assay if he be wood Mickel is Gods might He road a course to say his stead He took his helm and forth he yeed All men prayed for that Knight Sir Eglamoure into the field taketh The Giant see that and to him he goeth Welcome he said my feer Thou art he that slay my Bore That shalt thou repent full sore And buy it wonder dear Sir Eglamoure weened well to do With a spear he road him to As a man of arms clear again him the Giant was redy But Horse and man he hare all down That dead he was well near Sir Eglamoure could no better red But what time his horse was dead To his foot he hath him tane And then Eglamoure to him 'gan go The right arm he smote him fro even by the shoulder bone All if that he had lost his hand All the day he stood fightand till the Sun to rest 'gan go The soothe to say without lie He sobbed and was so dry That life him lasteth none All that on the walls wore When they heard the Giant roar For ioy the belles they ring edmond was the Kings name Swore to Sir Eglamoure by saint Iame Heer shalt thou be King To morrow crwoned thou shalt be And thou shalt wed my Daughter free With a rich King Eglamoure answered with words mild God give you ioy of your child For heer may not I abide long Sir Eglamoure for thy doughty dead Thou shalt not be called lewd In no place where thou go Then said Ardnada that sweet thing Haue heer of me a good gold King With a precious ston Where so you be on water or land And this King upon your hand Nothing may you s●one Gramercy said Eglamoure my Lady free This fifteen yeeres will I abide thee So that ye will me wed This w●l I swear so God me save King ne, Prince will I none haue If they be comely clad damsel he said par ma fay By that time I shall you say How that I haue sped He took the Giants head and the Bore And toward Attoys did he face God help me at need By that seven weekes were come to end even in Artoys he did lend Where as Prinsamoure was The earl therof was greatly fain That Eglamoure was come again So was both more and less When Cristabel as white as Sun Heard tell that Eglamoure was come To him she went full yare The Knight kissed that Lady gent And then into the Hall he went The earl for to teen The earl answered and was full of we What devill may nothing thee slow Forsooth right as I ween Thou art about as I understand For to win Artops and all my Land And also my Daughter clene Sir Eglamoure said so mot I thee Not but if I worthy be So God give me good rede The earl said such chance may fall That one may come and quiter all Be thou never so prest But good Lord I you pray Oft welue weekes to give me day My weary body to rest twelve weekes were granted thou. By prayer of many a Gentleman And comforted him with the best Sir Eglamoure after supper Went to Cristabels Chamber With torches burning bright The Lady was of so great pride She set him on her Bedside And said welcome Sir Knight Then Eglamoure did her tel Of adventures that him befell But there he dwelled all night damsel he said so God me speed I hope to God you for to wed And then their troths plight By that twelve weekes were come and gon For Cristabel fair as son All wan waxed her hue She said unto her maidens free In that ye know my priuite Look that ye be true The earl angrily 'gan fare To Eglamoure he said make thee yare For thy journey is new When Cristabel therof heard tel She mourned both night and day That all men might her rue The earl said there is me told long Beside room there is a Dragon strong Forsooth as I you say The Dragon is of such renown There dare no man come near the town By five mile and more arm thee well and thither word Look that thou slay him with thine hand Or else say me nay Sir Eglamoure to the Chamber went And took his leave of that Lady gent White as Flouce on field damsel he said, I haue to done I go and come again right soon Through the might of Mary m●●de A gold Ring I will give thee Keep it well for the to one of me If christ sand me a child And then in romance as we say To great room he took the way To seek that Dragon wild If he were never so hardy a Knight When of the Dragon he had a sight His hart began to cold Anon the Dragon waxed wrath He smote Eglamoure and his stead both That both to ground they fel Eglamoure rose and to him set And on that foul worm he bet With stroke many and bold The Dragon shot fire with his mouth And alway even the more He seemed & devil of Hel Sir Eglamoure near him 'gan go half his tail he ●●ote him fro Then he began to yel And with the stump that yet was leaved He smote Eglamoure on the head That 〈◇〉 was 〈◇〉 and fel Sir Eglamoure near him 'gan go The Dragons head he smote of tho Forsooth as I you say His wings he smote of also He smote the ridge bone in two And wan the field that day The Emperour of room lay in his tower And fast beholded Sir Eglamoure And to his Knights 'gan say do cry in room the Dragon is slain A Knight him slay with might and main Manfully by my fay Through room they made a cry every Officer in his Bayly The Dragon is slain this day And then the Emperour took the way To the place where Eglamoure lay Beside that foul thing With all that might ride or gone Sir Eglamoure they haue up tane And to the Town they can him bring For ioy that the Dragon was slain They came with procession him again And Belles they did ring The Emperour of room brought him home Constantine that was his name A Lord of great longing All that ever saw his head They said that Eglamoure was but dead That Knight Sir Eglamoure The Emperour had a Daughter bright. She vnderook to heal the Knight Her name was Viardus With good salves she healed his head And saved him fro the dead That Lady of great valours. And there within a little stunnd She made Eglamoure whole and sound God give her honour Anon word came to Artoys H●●● that the Dragon slain was A Knight that ●●ed hath done So long at the ●echecraft he did dwell That a fair son had Cristabel As wh●● as ●hales bone Then the earl made his vow Daughter into the Sea shalt thou In a ship by the one Thy young son shall be thy fear christendom getteth it none here Her maidens wept echt one Her Mother in sown did tall Right so did her friends all That would her any good Good Lord she said now I you pray Let some Pre est a Gospel say For dou● of 〈◇〉 in the Rood farewell she said my maidens free Greet well my Lord when you him see They wept as they were wood leave we now of Sir Eglamoure And speak we more of that Lady floure That unknowen ways yeed The ship dro●●●o●●th night and day up to a ●●●k the soothe to say Where wild Beasts did ten She was full fain I understand She 〈◇〉 she had been in some Land And up then 'gan she wend No maner of men found she there But fowls and Beasts that there were That fast fled from the hand There came a Griffon that wrought her care Her young child away he bare Into a country unknown The Lady wept and said alas That ever she born was My child is taken me fro The King of Israel on Hunting went He saw where the foul sent And toward him 'gan he go A Griffon the book saith that he hight That in Israel did he light that wrought that Lady woe The foul smote him with his bill The child cried and liked ill The Griston then left him there A Gentlewoman to that 'gan pass In a mantle of Scarlet lapped it was And with a rich pane The child was large of limb and lithe A girdel of gold it was bound with With wursse cloth it was not clad The King swore by the rood The child is come of gentle blood Where so ever that he was tane And for he fro the Griffon fel They name the child Degrabel that lost was in wilsome way The King would hunt no more that tide But with the child 'gan home ward ride That fro the Griffon was hent Madam he said to his queen full oft I haue on hunting be●ne This ●●y God hath me lent Of that child she was blithe After notishes she sent believe The child was loouely and gent leave we now of this child And speak of his mother mild To what Land God her sent All that night on the Rock she lay A wind Ose upon the day And from the Land her driveth In that ship was neither Mast ne Ore But every stream after other That fast upon her goeth And as the great Book of room says She was without meat fiur dayes Among the great Clistes By that five dayes were gone God sent her succour soon In egypt up she arrived The King of egypt lay in his Tower And saw the Lady as white as Floure That came right near the Land He commanded a squire free To look what in that ship might be That is upon the sand The squire went chither full tite On the ship board he did smite A Lady then up 'gan stand She might not speak to him a word But lay and looked over the doord And made signs with her hand The squire wist not what she ment again to the King he went And kneeled on his knee Lord in the ship nothing is save one in a womans likeness That fast looked on me But and she be of flesh and bone A fairer saw I never none save my Lady so free she maketh signs with her hand she seemeth of some far Land unknown she is to me Sir Marmaduke hight the King He went to see that sweet thing He went a good place To the Lady he said in same Speak woman in Gods name Against him she rose The Lady that was so meek and mild she had sore bewept her child That almost lost she was Home to the Court they her lead With good meats there was she fed With good will she it taketh Now good Damosell said the King Where were ye born my sweet thing Ye are so bright of blee Lord in Arroys born I was Sir Prinsamoure my Father is That Lord is of that country I and my maidens went to play By an arm of the Sea The wind was lithe a Boat there stood I and my squire in yode But unchristened was he On Land I left my maidens all My young squire on sleep 'gan fall My mantle on him I three A Griffon there cain that wrought me care My young squire a way he bare South east with him he drew Damesel he said be of good cheer Thou art my Brothers Danghter dear For ioy of them she lough And there she did stil dwell till time that better be fel With voy and mirth enough NOw is Eglamoure whole and sound And well healed of his wound homeward then would he fare Of the Emperour took he leave twis Of the Daughter and of the Empresse And of all the meiny that were there Tristabel was most in his thought The Dragons head home he brought On his spear he it bare By that seven weekes were come to end In the Land of Areoys he 'gan lend Where as the earl 'gan fare In the Court was told I understand How that Eglamoure was come to Land With the Dragons head His squire road again him soon Sir thus hath our Lord done fair Cristabel is dead A sayre son she had been both they are now forlorn Through his false red In a ship he put them t●● And with the wind 〈◇〉 them go Then sowned he where he stood Alas then said the Knight so free Lord where may my maidens be That in her Chamber was His squire answered him full soon As soon as she in Sea was done each one their way 'gan pass Eglamoure went into the Hall Before the squires and Knights all And thou earl of Arroys Take he said the Dragons head All is mine that heer is leaved What dost thou in my place Great dole it was to he are When he called Cristabel his fear What art thou drowned in the Sea God that dyed on the rood bitterly On thy soul haue mercy And on that young child so free The earl was so feared of Eglamoure that he was fain to take the tower that evermore woe him be Eglamoure said so God me save All that the order of Knighthood will haue Rise up and go with me They were full fain to do his will up they rose and came him till He gave them order soon The while that he in Hall abode two and thirty Knights he made Fro morn till it was noon Those that living had none He gave them living to live upon For Cristabe to pray soon Then anon I understand He took the way to the Holy Land Where God on the Rood was done Sir Eglamoure as you heer He dwelled there fifteen year The Heathen men among full manfully there he him bare Where any deeds of arms were again them that lived wrong In battle or in Tournament There might no man withstand his dent But down right he them throng By that fifteen yeeres were gone His son that the Griffon had tane Was waxed vothe stiff and strong Now is Degrabel waxed wight The King of Israel dubbed him a Knight And Prince with his hand Listen Lordings great and small Of what maner of arms he bare And ye will understand He bare in Azure a Griffon of gold Richly portraited on the mould On his claws hauging A man child in a mantle And with a Gerdle of gold bound Without any leasing The King of Israel is waxed old to Degrabel his son he told I would thou had a Wife While that I live my son dear When I am dead thou hast no feer Riches is so rife A Messenger stood by the king In egypt is a sweet thing I know none such on live The Knight forsooth this oath hath sworn There shall none her haue that is born But he win her with strife The King said by the rood We will not let if she be good Haue done and busk us swithe Anon right they made them yare And their armor to ship they bare To pass the water believe By that seven dayes were come to end Into the Land of egypt they 'gan lend The vncouthed coasts to see Messengers went before to tel Heer cometh the King of Israel With a faire mainy And the Prince with many a Knight For to haue your Daughter bright If it your will be The King said I trow I shall find lodging for you all Right welcome ye are to me Then Trumpets in the ship rose And every man on Land goes The Knights were clothed in Pall This young Knight of fifteen year He tideth as ye may hear A foot above them all The King of Israel on Land The King of egypt by the hand him taketh And lead him into the Hall Sir said the King for charity will ye let me your Danghter see White as bone of Whale The Lady fro the Chamber was brought With mans hands she seemed wrought And carved out of three Her own son stood and beholded well worth him that might wield Thus to himself thought he The King of Israel asked than If that she might pass the stream His sons wife for to be Sir said the King if that ye may Meet me a stroke to morrow day Thine asking grant I thee Lords in Hall were set And Waits blew to the meat They made all royal cheer The two Knights the Dese began Sir Degravet and his mother than They two were lib full near Then Knights went to sit iwis And every man to his office To serve the Knights dear And after meat washed they And clerks the grace can say In Hall as you may heer Then on morrow when day sprung Gentlemen on their Armout throng Degrabel he was dight The King of egypt 'gan him say In a fair field that day With many a noble Knight What time the great Lords him and They asked what Lord that might be With the Griffon so bright The rulers of that game 'gan tel This is the Prince of Israel Beware for he is wight The King of egypt took a shaft The Prince saw that and sadly sat If he were never so keen again the King he made him bown Vpon the ground so green The King said so God me save Thou art worthy her to haue So said they all by deen every Lord 'gan other assay And squires on the other day That doutie were of dead Sir Degrabel his troth he plight And Cristabel that Lady bright To Church they her lead Through the might of God he sped His own Mother there he wed In romance as we red she saw his arms him beforue she thought on him that was forlorn she wept like to be dead What cheer he said my Lady clear Why weep you and make evil cheer Me think ye are in thought Sir in your arms now I see A foul that on a time A child that I dear bought That in a Scarlet mantle was wound And with a gerdle of gold bound That richly was wrought The King of Israel said full right In my foreste the foul 'gan light A Griffon to Land him bronght He said to a Squierful heend And bad him for the mantle wend That he was in laid Before him it was brought full yare The mantle and the gerdle there That richly were graved Alas then said that Lady free This same the Griffon took from me In swooning down she braid How long agone the King 'gan say Fifteen year Sir par ma fay They assented to that she said Forsooth my son I am afraid That to sib marriage we haue made In the beginning of this Moon damsel look so God me save Which of my Knights thou wilt haue Then Degrabel answered soon Sir I hold your earls good And so I do my Mother by the rood That I wedded before the noon There shall none haue her certainly But if he win her with mastery As I myself haue done Then every Lord to other 'gan say For her will I make delay With a spear and shield in hand Who so may win that Lady clear For to be his wedded feer Sir Eglamoure was homeward bown He heard tel of that great renown And thither would he wend Great Lords that heard of that cry Thither they road full hastily As fast as they might fare The King of Satin was there also And other great Lords mo That royal arms bare Then rings were made in the field That Lords might therein wield They busked and made them yare Sir Eglamoure though he came last He was not worthy out to be cast That Knight was clothed in care For that Cristabel was put in the Sea New arms beareth he I will them disery He beareth in Azure a ship of gold full richly portreyed on the mould full well and woorthyly The Sea was made doth grim and bold A young child of a night old And a woman lying thereby Of silver was the Mast, of gold the fane sail, Rope, Cabels eachone painted were worthily Heralds of arms soon on hye every Lords arms 'gan disery In that field so broad Then Cristabel as white as Floure she sat vpon an hye Tower For her that cry was made The young Knight of fifteen year old That was both douty and bold In to the field he road Who so that Sir Degrabel did smite With his dint they fel tite never one his stroke abode Sir Eglamoure hooued and beholded How the folk in the field down feld The Knights all be deen When Degrabel him see he road him till And said Sir why are ye so stil Among all these Knights keen Eglamoure said to him iwis I am come out of Heathenes It were sin me to meet Degrabel said so mot I thee More worship it had been to thee unarmed to haue been The Father on the son lough Haue ye not had believing enough Where ever that ye be That day fall haue I seen With as big men haue I been And yet well gone my way And yet forsooth said he than I will do as well as I can With you once to play Hard together the Knights dung With great spears sharp and long Them beholded each one Sir Eglamoure as it was hap He gave his son such a rap That to the ground went he Alas then said that Lady free My son is dead by Gods pity The keen knight hath him slain Then men said wholly on mould The Knight that bears the ship of gold Hath wun her on the plain Heralds of arms cried than Is there now any maner of man will make his body good That will just any more Say now while we be heer Degrabel said by God almight Me think that I durst with him fight If he were never so wood Lords together made a vow Forsooth they said best worthy art thou To haue thy freely food For to unarm him Lords 'gan go Clothes of gold on him they do To meat then 'gan they wend Sir Eglamoure then wan the gree Beside that Lady set was he She feigned him as her friend For what cause that he bore A ship of gold with Mast and Ore He said with words wend damsel in to the Sea was done My Lady and my young son And there they made an end Knowledge to him took she tho Now good Sir tel me so That they were brought to ground While I was in far country Her Father put her into the Sea With the waves to found With honest mirth and game Of him she asked his name And he answered that stunnd Men call me where I was born Eglamoure of Artoys That with a worm was wound In swooning fel that Lady free Welcome Sir Eglamoure to me Thy yove I haue bought full dear Then she sat and told full soon How she into the sea was done Then wept both less and more Minstrels had their gifts free whereby they might the better be To spend they would not space full true it is by God in heaven That men meet at vnset steven And so it befell there The King of Israel 'gan tel How that he found sir Degrabel Lordings listen than Sir Eglamoure kneeled on his knee My Lord he said God yield it thee Ye haue made him a man The King of Israel said I will thee give Half my kingdom while I live My dear son as white as Swan Thou shalt haue my Daughter Ardnada The King of Satin said also I remember since thou her wan Eglamoure prayed the Kings three At his wedding for to be If that they would vouchsaue All granted him that there wore Little, less and more Lord Iesus christ them haue Kings, earls I understand And worthy Dukes of many a Land With ioy and mirth enough The Trumpets in the ship blows That every man to ship goes The wind them ouerblew Through Gods might all his mainy In good liking passed the sea In Artoys they did arrive The earl then in a Tower stood He saw men pass the salt flood And fast to his horse 'gan drive When he heard of Eglamoure He fel out of his Tower And broke his neck believe The Messengers went again to tel Of that case how it befell With God may no man strive Thus in Artoys the Lords were lent After the Emperour soon they sent To come to that marriage In all the Land they did cry Who so would come to that feast worthy Right welcome should they be Sir Eglamoure to the Church is gone Degrabel and Ardnada they haue tane And his Lady bright of blee The King of Israel said I give Half my Land while I live Brook well all after my day With mickle mirth the feast was made Forty dayes it abode Among all Lords hend And then forsooth as I you say every man took his way Where him liked to dwell Minstrels had good great plenty That ever the better may they be And bolder for to spend In romance this chronicle is Deere Iesus bring us to thy bliss That lasteth without end. AMEN. ¶ Imprinted at London by William Copland