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But fyr Cauline with a backward' stroke,

He smote off his right-hand ;
That soone he with paine and lacke of bloud

Fell downe on that lay-land,

Then up fyr Cauline lift his brande

All over his head fo hye:
And here I sweare by the holy roode,

Nowe, caytiffe, thou shalt dye.

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Then up and came that ladye brighte,

Faste wringing of her hande :
For the maydens love, that most you love,

Withold that deadlye brande.

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For the maydens love, that most you love,

Now smyte no more I praye;
And aye whatever thou wilt, my lord,

He ihall thy hests obaye,

Now sweare to mee, thou Eldridge knighte, 125

And here on this lay-land,
That thou wilt believe on Christ his laye,

And therto plight thy hand :

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And that thou never on Eldridge come

To sporte, gamon, or playe :
And that thou here give up thy armes

Until thy dying daye.

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The Eldridge knighte gave up his armes

With many a forrowfulle fighe ; And sware to obey syr Caulines heft,

Till the tyme that he hold dye.

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And he then up and the Eldridge knighte

Sett him in his saddle anone,
And the Eldridge knighte and his ladye

To theyr caftle are they gone.

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Then he tooke up the bloudy hand,

That was so large of bone,
And on it he founde five ringes of gold

Of knightes that had be flone.

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Then he tooke up the Eldridge sworde,

As hard as any flint :
And he tooke off those ringés five,

As bright as fyre and brent.

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Home then pricked fyr Cauline

As light as leafe on tree :
I-wys he neither fint ne blanne,

Till he his ladye fee.

Then downe he knelt

upon

his knee Before that lady gay : O ladye, I have bin on the Eldridge hills i

These tokens I bring away.

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Now welcome, welcome, fyr Cauline,

Thrice welcome unto mee,
For now I perceive thou art a true knighte,

Of valout bolde and free,

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O ladye, I am thy own true knighte,

Thy hefts for to obaye :
And mought I hope to winne thy love!

Ne more his tonge colde faye.

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The ladye blushed fcarlette redde,

And fette a gentill fighe :
Alas! fyr knight how may this bee,

For my degree's foe highe?

But fith thou haft hight, thou comely youth,

To be my batchilere,
Ile promise if thee I may not wedde

I will have none other fere.

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Then shee held forthe her lilly-white hand

Towards that knighte so free:
He gave to it one gentill kisse,
His heart was brought from bale to blisse,

The teares fterte from his ee.

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But keep my counfayl, fyr Caulìne,

Ne let no man it knowe;

For

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For and ever my father sholde it ken,

I wot he wolde us floe.

From that daye forthe that ladye fayre.

Lovde fyr Cauline the knighte : From that daye forthe he only joyde

Whan shee was in his fight.

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Yea and oftentimes they mette

Within a fayre arbòure,
Where they in love and sweet daliaunce

Paft manye a pleasaunt houre.

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VERYE white will have its blacke,

And everye sweete its fowre : This founde the ladye Christabelle

In an untimely howre.

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And into the arboure as he went

To reft his wearye feet,
He found his daughter and fyr Cauline

There sette in daliaunce sweet.

The kinge hee sterted forthe, I-wys,

And an angrye man was hee :
Nowe, traytoure, thou shalt hange or drawe,

And rewe shall thy ladie.

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Then forthe fyr Cauline he was ledde,

And throwne in dungeon deepe : And the ladye into a towre so hye,

There left to wayle and weepe.

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queene she was syr Caulines friend, And to the kinge fayd shee : I praye you save fyr Caulines life,

And let him banisht bee.

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Now, dame, that traitor shal be sent

Across the salt sea fome :
But here I will make thee a band,
If ever he come within this land,

A foule deathe is his doome.

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All woe-begone was that gentil knight

To parte from his ladyè;

And

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