XVIII

"Nay, for soþe," quod þe segge, & sesed hys helme,

& hatȝ hit of hendely, & þe haþel þonkkeȝ,

"I haf soiorned sadly, sele yow bytyde,

& he ȝelde hit yow ȝare, þat ȝarkkeȝ al menskes!

& comaundeȝ me to þat cortays, your comlych fere,

Boþe þat on & þat oþer, myn honoured ladyeȝ.

Þat þus hor knyȝt wyth hor kest han koyntly bigyled.

Bot hit is no ferly, þaȝ a fole madde,

& þurȝ wyles of wymmen be wonen to sorȝe;

For so watȝ Adam in erde with one bygyled,

& Salamon with fele sere, & Samson eft soneȝ,

Dalyda dalt hym hys wyrde, & Dauyth þer-after

Watȝ blended with Barsabe, þat much bale þoled.

Now þese were wrathed wyth her wyles, hit were a wynne huge,

To luf hom wel, & leue hem not, a leude þat couþe,

For þes wer forne þe freest þat folȝed alle þe sele,

Ex-ellently of alle þyse oþer, vnder heuen-ryche,

þat mused;
& alle þay were bi-wyled,
With wymmen þat þay vsed,
Þaȝ I be now bigyled,
Me þink me burde be excused."

forme (?) with wyth, in MS.