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for the love of26
this way and that20
the land of the19
the love of god18
the sons of troy18
to the house of15
for love of god15
the fleece of gold15
the luck of troy15
and with that word14
helen of the fair14
of the fair hands14
the head of the13
the sons of pallas13
land of the dead11
god help me so10
said that he would10
the son of peleus10
he said that he9
of the north wind9
the door of the9
that i was born8
i can no more8
the city of priam8
to the palace of8
in front of the8
the folk of troye8
the son of achilles8
fro day to day8
the isle of the8
the way to the8
the men of troy8
said that he was8
till he came to8
the king of the8
the best of the7
to the isle of7
the house of hades7
of the sons of7
he came to a7
the back of the7
back to the ships7
with that word he7
the crest of the7
and over al this7
the sothe for to7
when they saw the7
the son of the7
in the middle of7
to right and left7
to his own country7
the garden of the7
the sons of phytalus7
the walls of troy7
for al this world7
by the hands of7
of gold and silver7
to the temple of6
that he was a6
in the time of6
when he was a6
to the place where6
the plain of troy6
the ranks of troy6
the mouth of the6
ulysses and his men6
the slaying of the6
went to the house6
that the god had6
the middle of the6
as i have told6
the god of the6
of the isle of6
when he came to6
it for the beste6
sons of the north6
the toun of troye6
did not know that6
as he was wont6
and at last he6
they came to the6
cattle of the sun6
till they came to6
of the men of6
for the last time6
in the midst of6
the time of ulysses6
to telle in short5
hermes of the golden5
the rest of the5
him face to face5
that word he gan5
in the temple of5
fell in love with5
as i shal yow5
but he did not5
the body of achilles5
ships of the greeks5
and that he had5
the god had made5
the ships of the5
of the fleece of5
myn owene swete herte5
to the land of5
told him that he5
the men of ulysses5
of the golden wand5
and anointed him with5
all the rest of5
of gods and men5
the gods in heaven5
he was wont to5
the child of the5
he came to himself5
best of the greeks5
for sorwe of which5
with al myn herte5
at the feet of5
was the son of5
was one of the5
the father of ulysses5
who had been the5
disguised as a beggar5
the goddess of the5
than seyde he thus5
of helen of the5
in the hands of5
with al my might5
the sons of the5
they came to a5
went up to the5
the king and queen5
in his herte he5
and whan that he5
but al for nought5
the men of the5
the isle of scyros5
as ye may here5
god had made for5
in the house of5
but at the laste5
what sholde i lenger4
at the door of4
with that she gan4
of the silver feet4
most beautiful of the4
he had not the4
and at the laste4
for the sake of4
anointed him with oil4
the daughters of the4
the temple of the4
he did not know4
ne shal i never4
the waves of the4
a great pile of4
and clothed him in4
the strong man heracles4
was a young man4
if that i may4
goddess of the sea4
in dust and blood4
the end of the4
for there was no4
isle of the west4
and by my trouthe4
he came to the4
queen of the amazons4
the queen of love4
nymphs of the isle4
stole the luck of4
when they had eaten4
that the sons of4
in the tenth year4
in the palace of4
and went to the4
they had come to4
in their midst he4
for wel wot i4
and told him that4
him who he was4
that is al my4
with sword and spear4
high in the air4
for i have herd4
to the grekes ost4
of the sun god4
the place where the4
in the land of4
the body of the4
the day of the4
the shore of the4
mouth of the river4
god helpe me so4
with al his fulle4
and if that i4
from the isle of4
to the shore of4
down to the sea4
by god and by4
til at the laste4
all through the night4
he had no son4
chief of the gods4
the horse of tree4
we do not know4
garden of the gods4
with that word she4
the splendour of zeus4
of the king of4
with his left hand4
the stealing of helen4
set the ships aflame4
and when he was4
the palace of the4
the daughter of the4
the temple of pallas4
the most beautiful of4
that my lyf may4
at the head of4
in love with her4
to the hut of4
that he did not4
that he had not4
temple of the goddess4
the name of the4
and he did not4
the queen of the4
and for the love4
god and by my4
herte and al my4
in this world ther4
as i have seyd4
returned to the war4
armour that the god4
from the land of4
to the door of4
had come to the4
that they did not4
i shal yow telle4
and took his leve4
the tribes of men4
the chief of the4
the house of ulysses4
the nymphs of the4
that cause is of4
the cap of darkness4
from east to west4
the ranks of the4
isle of the gorgons4
in the garden of4
on the other side4
they did not know4
knew that she was4
whan that she was4
fell at his feet4
for the death of4
the dead body of4
the people of athens4
gan him for to4
the arrows of the4
out of this world4
their wives and children4
the cattle of the4
came out of the4
his herte gan to4
of this and that4
the arms of achilles4
what was best to4
the house of circe4
and with a syk4
off the head of4
the gods be with3
a freend of his3
son of the bright3
the coming of the3
the faces of the3
pile of dry wood3
lie there in dust3
that day by day3
he knew that she3
a ship of the3
through the night to3
and no man could3
they to the ships3
drove his spear through3
palace of the king3
he was one of3
i shal yow devyse3
in a golden casket3
at the back of3
but at last he3
how he had been3
and wine in cups3
the son of neleus3
and from his head3
of the blind prophet3
against him in the3
that the god would3
great pile of dry3
that he might be3
how the sons of3
thetis of the silver3
far across the sea3
the might of zeus3
the people of the3
the hut of agamemnon3
shilde us fro mischaunce3
the sword and the3
with him to the3
in the old time3
set fire to it3
to be allowed to3
a spear in his3
he went to the3
was best to rede3
waves of the sea3
his eyes on the3
was the most beautiful3
that he had killed3
to his own palace3
the top of the3
wine in cups of3
within the walls of3
and said that he3
with a great cry3
as swift as the3
fell with a crash3
had never heard of3
and they had no3
to the island of3
forth to meet him3
if that i shal3
the lord of thunder3
did not know him3
the immortal heavenly ones3
it were a gret3
cast the hawsers loose3
lest he should be3
banks of the river3
to the crest of3
what shal i doon3
in the night the3
he bade his men3
led him into the3
how sore that me3
the might of aias3
out of the way3
in the day of3
spear in his hand3
that he would go3
door of the hall3
whyl that my lyf3
and all the air3
niste what was best3
winged shoon of hermes3
the trojans would have3
the face of the3
could not bear to3
of the bright dawn3
came to the palace3
the hearts of all3
as long as the3
the secret of the3
of the god of3
the hut of achilles3
the spears of the3
jason and his company3
island of the gorgons3
and he bade his3
he gan him for3
that in this world3
for his heart was3
for ought i can3
in al this world3
other side of the3
the smoke going up3
is me that ever3
have here my trouthe3
is for to done3
the foot of the3
all the people of3
rose in the air3
leaning on his spear3
but wel i woot3
and that is al3
his spear through the3
al his fulle might3
he roos and took3
sword and the shoon3
and said that they3
them to the ships3
the company of the3
him in new raiment3
went out into the3
and if so be3
forth gushed the blood3
and set fire to3
the winged shoon of3
by the splendour of3
went on his way3
eyes on the eyes3
head of the minotaur3
sothe for to seyne3
that al the world3
the cries of the3
to the sons of3
for in this world3
no man of them3
hir in hir ere3
the voice of his3
al this world ne3
was wont to done3
the ghost of the3
that she gan hir3
and that she was3
on his way to3
front of the ship3
as when in mountain3
one of the men3
way to the isle3
out of the battle3
i shal ben here3
had no power to3
in al the toun3
across the island to3
could string the bow3
in his hand he3
al the toun of3
the walls of the3
the island of the3
on the face of3
so ulysses and diomede3
in the open plain3
in the very voice3
tales of troy and3
way to the island3
and laid him in3
the slayer of argos3
in the court of3
but he had no3
the hosts of troy3
ranks of the greeks3
asked him who he3
the trojans from the3
in the city of3
and all the chiefs3
of the race of3
in the eyes of3
the other side of3
put on his armour3
in the open air3
thought that he would3
and up and doun3
i will give you3
for the more part3
the sons of atreus3
it may not be3
the light of the3
and he was the3
had a mind to3
as the custom was3
went to his own3
as long as he3
to speke of this3
in his own country3
to be his wife3
ran red with blood3
and said that the3
which is now called3
then to the ships3
of troy and the3
was a little boy3
on to face the3
to a place where3
a huge stone from3
twinned be we tweyne3
lay in wait for3
what sholde i more3
and she sat down3
he was a cretan3
this world ther nis3
the eyes of theseus3
and the sons of3
many and many a3
he was a very3
not wroth with me3
on the walls of3
and the people of3
day of the valour3
the phial of gold3
straight up to the3
shal been right as3
the god of love3
when she saw him3
as i best can3
son of the dawn3
and came to her3
to the ship of3
for he did not3
that al this world3
and seyde as ye3
head of the gorgon3
i speke of love3
the houses of the3
the armour from the3
of the horse of3
when they heard the3
and here and there3
the horses of achilles3
roos and took his3
in torment and in3
the house of my3
old age and death3
the side of the3
the siege of troy3
should fall on them3
that no man may3
to seek his father3
with a great voice3
the hands of foes3
on the top of3
i am right sory3
in heaps on heaps3
god shilde us fro3
to the ships they3
and walked to the3
came they to the3
the shadow of the3
knew that they were3
for which ful ofte3
he was a little3
the greeks and trojans3
the shoes of swiftness3
of the valour of3
the king of that3
the children of the3
stood up and said3
to the king of3
the king of lycia3
crest of the hill3
as soon as he3
he had been told3
set fire to the3
the body of a3
that i speke of3
have pity on me3
the three grey women3
the trojans and the3
on his left hand3
in the isle of3
cause is of my3
and in their midst3
heat of the sun3
spears in their hands3
had eaten and drunk3
huge stone from the3
one of the wooers3
he came to his3
but he could not3
that he was to3
that al this thing3
he drew his sword3
recked not of the3
sore that me smerte3
as nought ne were3
as fer as i3
was a prophecy that3
of the company of3
and al this thing3
this al and som3
for they did not3
out of his minde3
the warrior sons of3
he felte his herte3
by hands of foes3
he said to the3
a man to have3
and stood in the3
when he saw the3
in the hall of3
eek for hem that3
gave him food and3
on the plain of3
right in this wyse3
it ioye was to3
they thought that the3
to the gods in3
as if they were3
he was taken to3
seyde as ye may3
dead body of patroclus3
into the house of3
agamemnon lord of spears3
around the mighty dead3
but he would not3
al that ever he3
and thus he seyde3
of troy and greece3
i will give thee3
smoke going up from3
and all the people3
to the worldes ende3
the valour of hector3
the very voice of3
the island of calypso3
on the eyes of3
shortly for to seyne3
out of the wound3
that i shal seye3
the isle of tenedos3
to the elysian plain3
er that she go3
in the light of3
was the heart of3
al this mene whyle3
wood out of his3
there was a prophecy3
in the ranks of3
and he saw that3
and that as faste3
the bodies of the3
a sooth of this3
that he could not3
that the greeks had3
him food and wine3
he and his men3
that he might not3
god of the dead3
of the hands of3
was taken to the3
ful ofte a day3
in his own house3
i have told yow3
of the best of3
he took his leve3
and on his wey3
with a syk she3
swayed this way and3
god that sit above2
the place where he2
the dread doom of2
xi how the sons2
a spy among the2
by the water of2
eagle tare his liver2
disguised himself as an2
and told them that2
have told me the2
he turned his back2
him on a bier2
and that he must2
was a friend of2
on the knees of2
and clothed in new2
the way to that2
though that i sholde2
he was the best2
but now the achaeans2
and slay the men2
the dark earth as2
told him that they2
and all the trojan2
own bed will be2
ours shall be the2
was still a living2
him of his sorwes2
did not go to2
gave him his daughter2
a place where a2
when he was young2
the body of paris2
then the sun set2
to lete hir go2
and they would be2
arrow from the bow2
in his left hand2
the voice of hesperia2
laid him in the2
to lift the stone2
he fell and died2
straining his soul with2
for thee have i2
and al the wyse2
came to his own2
the son of tydeus2
and gan to syke2
way and that he2
he was the son2
was thrilled with grief2
the roof of the2
ther nis non other2
a young man named2
that thing to come2
hid him in a2
flew from his hand2
killed one of his2
them from the wall2
first of all to2
the death of his2
the scar on his2
phrixus and helle were2
and she knew that2
and the wave brought2
to the ship and2
the hand of paris2
on that other syde2
i trowe it be2
that his father was2
the likeness of a2
skin of a stag2
an offering to the2
and for the harm2
he tolde him word2
a great golden cup2
and i wol doon2
but as his suster2
to stem the tide2
drove in his chariot2
for to tellen forth2
go back to the2
leaped out of the2
far away he saw2
in his chariot to2
him to the house2
round his neck by2
did not tell the2
in the greek camp2
myn herte and al2
of the goddess of2
go with you to2
in the island of2
that so wel can2
news of his father2
at the hands of2
wind bare and the2
with gold and silver2
in the hope of2
and then they went2
he on the foe2
the day when the2
all the tribes of2
were given to him2
she tolde eek how2
that it would be2
and there was no2
now at that time2
man after man he2
down on the trojans2
pees on every syde2
the host of troy2
woman that had been2
where the sun never2
to smite the town2
was the favourite of2
to thine own country2
it was wont to2
fell in the dust2
the door of his2
no son of mine2
in stratagems of war2
in the dead of2
and out of the2
the tyme is faste2
a chamber of stone2
ulysses escaped from the2
last time fought from2
as they pressed on2
the city of the2
wel more than i2
seyde i never er2
up to the palace2
but now he is2
in love as men2
heard of the sea2
for hem that been2
and by the hond2
up to the cave2
for they had never2
to the country of2
shal til that i2
a kind of fairy2
agamemnon and the sorrows2
of agamemnon and the2
and when he had2
each other with the2
the tide of war2
did but graze the2
ate of the bread2
the day of doom2
but it came to2
did not know whether2
was driven back to2
know him when she2
the greeks did not2
and meriones of crete2
this world ne mighte2
the deathless maidens of2
as wel as thou2
to chase the foe2
through the welkin wide2
take part in the2
al this thing the2
and one day she2
his hair and beard2
he had not now2
but the sons of2
ye knowe eek how2
he took off the2
the name of it2
most cunning of men2
sholde i more seye2
chiefs were sitting at2
the town of agamemnon2
shal yow telle sone2
to go into the2
was too old to2
as was the custom2
with his strong hands2
he was at home2
from his brawny hand2
that it shal come2
who was his foster2
they saw the light2
came down to the2
when they had taken2
but who was glad2
she rolled on the2
from host to host2
and he found her2
they could not help2
he raised his head2
achilles had been given2
was best to done2
xiii how troy in2
and it seemed to2
the pillars of heracles2
wis be my savacioun2
and the cattle of2
of the hall in2
the streams of the2
and the trojans were2
too strait for them2
comes back to oenone2
his breast he drew2
of strong men slain2
that ever was bigonne2
and leaped to his2
wher him was wo2
and gave him food2
my lyf may dure2
the god of armour2
forth of the ships2
gan up and doun2
with the amazons and2
cannot float away with2
her to a cruel2
by the shaft of2
to the tent of2
a mightier far than2
the water of styx2
the brother of aias2
the palace of priam2
bitwixen hope and drede2
of the battle to2
til that i deye2
the camp of the2
as he best mighte2
wel bringen it aboute2
the owner of the2
what nede is thee2
it is not so2
thus shal i seyn2
child of the mist2
of the thinges that2
not one of the2
laid him down to2
as well as he2
nothing of his own2
he fell upon his2
his spear clean through2
great vessels of bronze2
that shone in the2
al this world ther2
the glorious armour that2
was set before them2
told a long story2
the war from the2
in quiete and in2
grandson perished in fight2
by the way they2
on the breast of2
of the river oceanus2
a god gave to2
now lat us stinte2
thus am i lost2
of silver and gold2
god so wis be2
the sea was black2
centuries before the time2
and then rose and2
from the woeful war2
that i love most2
they spedde hem fro2
guarded the golden fleece2
the gods are with2
over the unharvested deep2
you must be told2
for a whole month2
the tomb of ilus2
that they might not2
said that they had2
him in armes took2
danae and the child2
with a better man2
but jason and medea2
guessed that the beggar2
to him i will2
was the best archer2
bidding the greeks arm2
thrust them from the2
it was the custom2
self ful ofte he2
that to the deeth2
when they were alone2
with the heads of2
from troy unto judgment2
for ever in oon2
and they all went2
the device of the2
the top of a2
that he would find2
stem the tide of2
where he was going2
was never to see2
in his hand was2
still a living man2
whan that she cometh2
how troy in the2
and there he lay2
troy by her people2
to gods and men2
and hermes of the2
as to my lady2
return alive from war2
was being made ready2
did not know where2
in his armes folde2
theseus walked through the2
his spear for a2
iii how by the2
the walles of the2
in the story of2
and vultures shall devour2
if it were a2
and avenging of patroclus2
ashes were placed in2
what that he mente2
and when they saw2
the wild rout of2
whose day of doom2
the lady of the2
ere i saw thy2
it might not be2
where the sons of2
it was supposed that2
for their wives and2
brought to the war2
grown up since he2
troy for the last2
of a god laid2
they went to their2
to come within the2
i will give him2
bare them to the2
for tyme is that2
helen points out the2
not thine heart with2
be free from the2
the cause of his2
forth in speche of2
tell them how they2
put into his heart2
to the heart of2
but all the rest2
and gets his wound2
the chief heroes in2
the mother of eurypylus2
from the war to2
with all his might2
his bowels gushed out2
and up came the2
of all the sea2
the town of troy2
wild with all regret2
the prayer of the2
gold crowns in their2
that i yow devyse2
the skin of an2
shouted all the folk2
to meet the foe2
was and whence he2
that wel unnethe it2
a chief of the2
the greatest and most2
if that my lyf2
he turned him from2
of the whole army2
shores of the sea2
this world ther is2
thrice he tried to2
the ships and men2
to take his life2
a circle round the2
so many and so2
would come next day2
penthesilea after slaying her2
and brought her home2
yet leapt he up2
his father gave him2
more beautiful than the2
rock on the left2
and on the earth2
wistfully over the unharvested2
how came for the2
snatched me from the2
that han or been2
deathless maidens of the2
we to the ships2
to the god of2
turned him from the2
the splendid armour of2
put her to a2
the end of troy2
lay in the dust2
if he did not2
heart was thrilled with2
that he would make2
the golden fleece was2
like the ghost of2
bothe eve and morwe2
in which myn herte2
til that the night2
of which i tolde2
in the disguise of2
a quarter of a2
and spears and arrows2
would tell the trojans2
in his hands a2
lat us stinte of2
to bring back the2
comes disguised as a2
was a master thief2
how ulysses stole the2
went back to bed2
men of crete and2
to the ships and2
as he thought thus2
to troy he came2
he gave a great2
the man with the2
the rest of us2
made he many a2
from his long lone2
the heaps of slain2
go out of doors2
do what the gods2
were covered with bronze2
and him in armes2
the country of the2
he saw the smoke2
he had brought from2
on the ship of2
into the open air2
and as soon as2
passed down to the2
to the deeth myn2
here and there among2
how they might be2
that he might slay2
was the child of2
their own separate hall2
on a lonely island2
holden me in honde2
head in the goat2
and the saving of2
that of his deeth2
so wis be my2
the eyes of the2
came to a place2
the shape of a2
proposed that they should2
in hot haste to2
forth of the sea2
brave men who had2
daughter of the king2
strode forth to meet2
this world to pace2
when the north wind2
sore that him smerte2
verray wo his wit2
his wey him spedde2
the helping of troy2
the great horse of2
last the fleet came2
of all the argives2
through the neck of2
knew not what to2
the step of the2
it is time to2
of al this thing2
othere of hir wommen2
cups of gold and2
soth for to seyne2
give warning if the2
and then came the2
as she sat allone2
an arrow from the2
with a crash like2
his chariot to the2
he drew the sword2
from sleep and put2
we never hear of2
who was a friend2
which she was weaving2
good company was lost2
long lone exile returned2
and shoot an arrow2
hands of the trojans2
when he saw a2
to be seen in2
them all in the2
stood in front of2
yeve yow right good2
the father of the2
gold and silver and2
flesh of the swine2
purpos of my rather2
these men and maidens2
in this wyse he2
and thus he droof2
were taken to the2
was still a boy2
she that hadde hir2
gladly as a father2
that they were the2
of the west wind2
spear that none but2
the greek host to2
if they did not2
your herte and myn2
as soon as they2
burned the body of2
and he could hardly2
that she cannot float2
and al the feste2
had grown up since2
one of the great2
after man he slew2
at the foot of2
he drave his spear2
i thanke it god2
and with that thought2
the toil of war2
by the will of2
he would not cease2
but now help god2
quiver full of arrows2
al myn herte i2
in cups of gold2
of men who had2
how perseus avenged danae2
tries to lift the2
the day of bondage2
and most beautiful of2
came nearer and louder2
smoke of the fire2
thine heart with grief2
an old beggar man2
how the son of2
for they could not2
killing helen at the2
can i not seyn2
then she opened her2
he came to be2
and wept for joy2
on either hand of2
ulysses stood up and2
the gods who hold2
the brother of the2
was the end of2
remedie in this cas2
door of the cave2
his heart was wrung2
you the way to2
the body of antilochus2
but now to yow2
was as large as2
heralds come for tribute2
in the crowd of2
prayed that he might2
with the sword of2
to purpos of my2
he leyde him doun2
hir thank for to2
and shortly for to2
with a triumphant laugh2
and where the might2
in the name of2
with her to see2
even to the ships2
taken and sacked with2
was the way in2
as ye han herd2
if there was a2
shal now trowe on2
funeral games of achilles2
thou art a goddess2
the gods have taken2
the chiefs were sitting2
wait to kill him2
her hole in the2
that hung on the2
wave brought him hither2
down to the ship2
yet not for this2
he told her that2
the day of battle2
hir feyth to borwe2
on the floor of2
me with such a2
as when a man2
rest of his good2
give the stranger meat2
do as well as2
not where he was2
those which she had2
and called to his2
with him in the2
roared the battle round2
olde bokes tellen us2
art thou in the2
the hills on the2
to speke of love2
he stood beside the2
the juice of the2
how ulysses invented the2
his neck by a2
were sorry for him2
that phrixus and helle2
in the dust outstretched2
in the night was2
us stinte of troilus2
all the story of2
back to the place2
but whether that ye2
and fare now wel2
as she that hadde2
forth of the gates2
for now live i2
she came into the2
telle him of his2
i woot wel that2
of her yellow hair2
of the gods who2
so yeve yow right2
the bodyguard of penthesilea2
north went the news2
her how he had2
was a very beautiful2
of the new moon2
of thousands of men2
the story is told2
and take away his2
nausicaa of the white2
slaying of the minotaur2
leaped to his feet2
and whence he came2
the boyhood of theseus2
a race of warlike2
to bend the bow2
placed in a golden2
this herb of grace2
the battles with the2
arrow at the wooers2
singing on his way2
and put from them2
vex not thine heart2
the strong wine of2
but for the love2
this was the end2
troy and greece illustration2
tonge telle or herte2
out of the sea2
and he held the2
he clutched his sword2
and fareth now wel2
she gave him a2
that the trojans should2
knew not where he2
he and his company2
is myn owene lady2
by his side he2
she said that she2
neither man nor woman2
hoping that the god2
as she that was2
and took hir leve2
the cause of al2
had not now the2
a great army of2
the first arrow at2
made a sign to2
in this great battle2
the time of the2
that he would be2
which the greeks called2
for was ther never2
day by day he2
the race of the2
how theseus slew the2
who sat next the2
the village of gargettus2
he went on his2
who had been his2
there he sat down2
tolde him word and2
all along the wall2
when she heard that2
of the greeks were2
and at his side2
the young men and2
on the other hand2
that cannot be broken2
then in their midst2
their midst he sang2
to try to find2
is not lawful for2
young men of the2
took the shape of2
to carry the body2
he went into the2
the wall of the2
to make sure that2
dashed to the dust2
on the tenth day2
the death of their2
hung by a belt2
ought i can espyen2
the prison of danae2
me that ever i2
in which he had2
how was he to2
but the greeks never2
as i shal seye2
in his heart and2
a long story about2
how in the funeral2
fell upon his face2
when zeus is wroth2
and set him down2
lay down and fell2
but whan he saugh2
into the heart of2
then he held the2
and it seems that2
keep helen of the2
stranger meat and drink2
a beggar to his2
servants came to him2
and fell from the2
and he seemed to2
whan he saugh that2
as she that niste2
and day by day2
him that he was2
through all the town2
in the plain of2
that ye me wolde2
go down to the2
whyl i may dure2
and bade them come2
crete of the hundred2
but a mortal man2
a feast they made2
the whirlpool and the2
through his throat the2
it be the beste2
shaft of a god2
they had taken supper2
and othere of hir2
the arms of his2
hir eft in troye2
put up their hands2
a great storm arose2
still they fought on2
and al my knight2
was the cause of2
of my will i2
it is me leef2
on the ground floor2
sin that yow list2
the son of ulysses2
said to the groom2
waited for his chance2
the body of patroclus2
the boyhood and parents2
heard of the slaying2
for many an argive2
car to carry the2
to help the argive2
and up his eyen2
and death unto aias2
the fleece was won2
how the arms of2
the noise of the2
the gate of the2
in a desolate home2
the ransoming of hector2
the skin of a2
and advised him to2
and if i may2
them in a dream2
how ulysses came to2
al that ever i2
the heart of one2
looked on him as2
wanderings of ulysses i2
the outer side of2
for it shal been2
him bet than he2
charged they on the2
said that it was2
for to speken of2
with all his men2
there was a dragon2
myn owene lady bright2
i roughte nought though2
foes and their great2
on the outer side2
so he went on2
achilles pities penthesilea after2
as a beggar to2
sea was black with2
to command the army2
on the sea shore2
told the stories of2
the greatest of the2
oh that i had2
lying in wait to2
for verray wo his2
boyhood and parents of2
arrow through the twelve2
to upheave the sea2
into the midst of2
ther was non other2
was kind to him2
but he never found2
step of the altar2
that ever i saw2
of this world agoon2
but i will give2
swich is this world2
who could string the2
with hir heres clere2
and the flame of2
to seek the son2
out of his wit2
that i shal axen2
er that i departe2
ther is no more2
and lat see now2
nor ever ceased from2
he did not want2
whan that it was2
to the city of2
that guarded the golden2
fight with the son2
him word and ende2
him out of his2
in answer to our2
of this world to2
the helm and steered2
to fight to the2
and priam and the2
will so work that2
the whirlpool of charybdis2
the wave brought him2
ulysses and diomede to2
his wit to breyde2
said that they would2
float away with her2
dashed to the earth2
end of troy and2
how he was kept2
he was too old2
they were to see2
as when a hunter2
round her all the2
top of the rock2
going up from the2
and she gave him2
what he could do2
her father and her2
device of the horse2
is at point to2
spy on the greeks2
the gods have given2
the perils of the2
and spake and hailed2
if that he wol2
have found out the2
he did not tell2
heroes in the greek2
the goddess of corn2
this a long sermoun2
day when the greeks2
a day of storm2
he threw his spear2
that i have yow2
it never so lyte2
amazons were a race2
the brothers and cousins2
the great stone in2
that was the tomb2
brought before the king2
what list yow thus2
on hands and knees2
low was hero achilles2
day that i was2
the souls of men2
his sorwe for to2
tried to make peace2
how the serpent that2
aye went up a2
fulle might him to2
stories of old times2
shook the earth beneath2
the floor of his2
deye i wol in2
thou shalt ful sone2
thank for to deserve2
leagues on leagues of2
holden him in honde2
and whan that she2
gods be with me2
to marry one of2
at the sight of2
to late is now2
from his neck by2
by the right breast2
began to hope that2
her father and mother2
alle trouthe and alle2
all the best men2
whan it was eve2
he was and whence2
he must be dead2
when he was at2
he niste what he2
of the sea and2
the fall of troy2
that in his herte2
sail away next day2
by his own right2
how by the shaft2
my righte lady dere2
as when of old2
the smoke of the2
time fought from her2
tallest and strongest of2
how ulysses escaped from2
had taught him to2
so be that pees2
must have been the2
they in that grim2
before the time of2
may still be seen2
he leaped into his2
boar and gets his2
up out of the2
lest she be wrooth2
all he wrought in2
into his chariot and2
his soul with tears2
the sacred place of2
night of the new2
the search for the2
then charged they on2
walls and her towers2
herte gan to colde2
teres from his eyen2
the slaying of absyrtus2
gift of the gods2
and threw it over2
and he stood up2
one day when they2
for he thought that2
and helle must be2
the companions of ulysses2
it would have been2
as a beggar who2
king of the thracians2
ulysses sails to seek2
draw nigh his cave2
whom he had left2
for to have of2
to help the trojans2
the will of heaven2
the fire in the2
to go to the2
he gan him recomaunde2
of crete of the2
been right as thou2
live i to longe2
that i mot nedes2
the death of achilles2
and the old nurse2
he could not be2
and thenk right thus2
telle or herte may2
be founde at preve2
thou shalt wel here2
the wife of thon2
a place where the2
that he held his2
wild boar and gets2
his own right hand2
unto judgment of tempest2
and to all the2
went and stood in2
as with a cloak2
to slay the gorgon2
no man could move2
the great stone lay2
it is not lawful2
against the trojan men2
all the achaean host2
a pool of blood2
the slaying of paris2
when he was in2
a gift of the2
is the father of2
side of the river2
is this a mannes2
horse of tree had2
and she could not2
on the left of2
to that stricken one2
king of gods and2
a syk she seyde2
were given to the2
drew his sword and2
she nas nat with2
up to the scaean2
of madness and death2
for ought that may2
the night to the2
him thoughte his herte2
at last the fleet2
in his beste wyse2
from killing helen at2
to the words of2
the message of hermes2
the house of bronze2
the mother of ulysses2
the face of her2
sons of troy and2
now the gods fulfil2
from side to side2
for the harm that2
die a death of2
and in great fear2
and all his bowels2
safety disguised himself as2
that the wind has2
the trojans gathered round2
in the grapple of2
to the bed of2
wolde never god but2
will tell you all2
answered that he was2
and with glad hearts2
not to come near2
have no will to2
cause of madness and2
and brought into troy2
cleansed himself in the2
in bitterness of soul2
her splendour of beauty2
his way to the2
said that she would2
not see the daylight2
between the rock of2
and then he set2
it shal been right2
and sat down on2
ulysses drew his sword2
of god that us2
out of the toun2
they went on shore2
as for the tyme2
and for safety disguised2
fell in the battle2
far to die in2
son of achilles was2
to the music of2
the young men of2
of the trojan war2
troy unto judgment of2
great stone in the2
ulysses came to his2
the argive men with2
children of the cloud2
that he was not2
be allowed to try2
and said that it2
but as hir man2
the whole story of2
and went round the2
as was the manner2
story of his adventures2
which that comen was2
said that ulysses was2
now had the argives2
and live on the2
wished to be king2
sleep and put on2
not know by sight2
crest of mount ida2
light to the world2
and the man who2
to take a ship2
gan ful sore syke2
where he learned that2
the fight against the2
takes pity on ulysses2
the god would appear2
to speak to him2
she did not know2
an ancient king of2
clothed him in new2
seek the son of2
leaped into the chariot2
let your hearts be2
swift as the wind2
laid low was hero2
troy in the night2
whan that hem bothe2
out of his hand2
but the face of2
as when from a2
the story telleth us2
and held up the2
whomso he met he2
and they set the2
believed that she could2
the god of war2
and thou shalt fele2
eyes of the monster2
the most famous of2
the cruelty of achilles2
that i have in2
the slaying and avenging2
that high wall he2
the women of troy2
image that fell from2
they drank the wine2
that is my lord2
for a long while2
anger for the death2
how sore that him2
on either side the2
and gan to caste2
and she asked him2
arrows from the walls2
led him to the2
paris comes back to2
him to his own2
his herte he thoughte2
without the help of2
not the strength to2
but ulysses did not2
for safety disguised himself2
he tried the string2
sin that i am2
he would not allow2
how he might escape2
they could not see2
a god laid low2
into troy by her2
to a cruel death2
the hands of the2
to all the people2
and leaped into the2
to his father and2
the rock where he2
and sat down with2
city of priam world2
men release from toil2
in the funeral games2
the wide sea to2
hole in the rock2
that is felt in2
blinding of his son2
the feet of that2
and al was wel2
breastplate and breast of2
that ye do me2
thought that they were2
the greatest chiefs and2
sin i am thyn2
to the sea god2
to take him to2
of the men who2
went to seek his2
so hard an herte2
they told him that2
deeth me may comaunde2
to him face to2
and all the land2
he was alive or2
gods may give us2
while they were talking2
that he was going2
helen at the intercession2
i sey not this2
if that it lyke2
was so brave and2
the horses of the2
and strongest of men2
and the sea was2
on the men of2
seyde he for the2
al this nas but2
that he had been2
in front of them2
was the tomb of2
refrains from killing helen2
and the swords of2
of all the cities2
him back to the2
that for the beste2
men and maidens to2
that it was his2
meet it is to2
and when she had2
and with a great2
the chariot and horses2
from the viewless heights2
take it for the2
none but he could2
and asked why she2
and he made his2
now had the trojans2
the weapons of their2
of the last of2
battle at the ships2
the sea and the2
the ghost of a2
and trojans many and2
by the rains of2
with the blood of2
and how he slew2
of the trojans was2
if it be so2
have now good night2
slaying of the wooers2
promised that she would2
with meat and drink2
sons of his brother2
of his sorwes sore2
whan a wight is2
were lying in wait2
were the best archers2
as they went out2
she cannot float away2
it be so that2
went straight to the2
that he would take2
he had come home2
the altar of zeus2
the wooden horse was2
for antenor to yelden2
and in this wyse2
driven back to the2
around on all sides2
the house of the2
she could speak in2
the teeth of a2
he was going to2
how the conquerors sailed2
now sank the sun2
sacrifice to appease the2
held the helm and2
that the earth had2
of sinis the pine2
house of my father2
that had been her2
side of the fire2
down on his head2
of al hir peyne2
well he knew the2
come out of the2
and thus he cried2
i look to see2
the temple of apollo2
so came they to2
world ther nis so2
thoughte his herte bledde2
and they came to2
dwellings of the dead2
with fire and slaughter2
he would give the2
the chiefs in the2
of tempest and shipwreck2
of the stories that2
the ship of the2
fallen in love with2
but for to tellen2
thou art now in2
he rist him up2
to wonder at it2
to the war from2
nor i with yow2
pities penthesilea after slaying2
ulysses comes disguised as2
himself as an old2
achilles said that he2
self right thus he2
that ever i say2
and put on his2
i prey to god2
we do not hear2
land of men who2
is of my torment2
in salte teres dreynte2
that wont was yow2
their shoulders as they2
ashes of the hearth2
which that is my2
bosom of her gown2
wisly have i ioye2
the night was taken2
and the palace of2
my lord so dere2
he told her how2
ulysses was still alive2
of that fell water2
and eek his gentillesse2
theseus marvelled at the2
and the ransoming of2
the shores of hellespont2
as stille as stoon2
came for the helping2
and the ship came2
on thee and me2
and told him all2
like the roaring of2
was in vain that2
will give to him2
with a heavy heart2
lifted high a blazing2
the great bow of2
see his mother again2
as if they had2
the day of thy2
his way back to2
in swich maner cas2
menelaus refrains from killing2
wounded as he was2
of that wild fray2
this drede i most2
right to the effect2
it was made of2
such as kings wear2
that she herself had2
i wol not live2
ancient king of troy2
the funeral games of2
deemed it wise to2
ulysses stole the luck2
of the most beautiful2
the arrow out of2
the gods would not2
stripped the armour from2
as touching this matere2
between the trojans and2
was believed to be2
they passed down to2
it into the sea2
on the shoes of2
sacked with fire and2
perished in fight with2
to see the light2
all the other women2
of the whirlpool and2
they had fought against2
from heaven to earth2
ulysses shoots the first2
to cross the sea2
the saving of helen2
with his last breath2
the serpent that guarded2
if so be that2
right now have founden2
and tell them how2
his beddes syde him2
and this they did2
the wooing of helen2
dere herte and al2
i will give to2
night was taken and2
as a slave to2
all his body and2
and sacked with fire2
but of all this2
and he went alone2
and the ship was2
father when he came2
clene out of his2
marry one of the2
came to the country2
of al that ever2
speke of this matere2
hir in his armes2
could not see me2
give us our eye2
the house of dictys2
the will of fate2
shal yow with his2
spy among the trojans2
the beggar said that2
thinges that to comen2
the eagle tare his2
as if it were2
went down to the2
was stricken to death2
from the island of2
down with his sword2
laid it in the2
at the beauty of2
war and battle grim2
would that i had2
fyn of his entente2
thou hadst said that2
him sone out of2
narrows between these two2
the boughs of the2
she sat down on2
battles with the amazons2
sea is mad with2
he should come to2
in forefront of the2
of this a long2
naught of all their2
men who had never2
biholde it was a2
with a good heart2
was out of towne2
carry the women captives2
and with hir tales2
perseus in the garden2
that troye sholde destroyed2
his side he laid2
to come near the2
of sight of land2
fastened his ship to2
never heard of the2
and gave him the2
now is the hour2
who lived in the2
on cliffs above the2
troy the queen of2
as he watched them2
on the way to2
came to himself again2
he and al his2
to the mouth of2
they came back to2
the dust outstretched he2
by the hand of2
but when he had2
the shores of the2
captain of a merchant2
the heads of the2
if that yow list2
stalked through the midst2
wel wot i my2
to face the foe2
troy and the saving2
all the birds were2
at last he reached2
the crowd of trojans2
in frenzy of pain2
like some fierce beast2
over the bodies of2
hung on the walls2
for mine heart trusts2
ran this way and2
i ne may it2
was a rich man2
the tallest and strongest2
ulysses invented the device2
that i can see2
at the crest of2
one side of the2
went alone to the2
him of al that2
and bronze and iron2
shoots the first arrow2
quenched the pyre with2
bare and the wave2
his wound in his2
eager to help the2
as when amid the2
and told her how2
and he said that2
the helmet of achilles2
of the fair hair2
tumult of the fray2
of the winged shoon2
five hundred young men2
hope to escape the2
speak in the very2
games of achilles heroes2
the waves of hellespont2
even as he fell2
and thus she spak2
and whan that it2
with a glad heart2
that is wel seyd2
that with tho wordes2
shaker of the shield2
but the greeks were2
as stille as any2
answer to our prayers2
of leaves and flowers2
to stir up the2
the crests of the2
that the wind bare2
while yet he lived2
a car to carry2
he saugh that she2
clad himself in the2
that to biholde it2
the rock on the2
up to the high2
the spirit of the2
back to the ship2
that he was born2
came down from the2
and gan to iape2
of the hundred cities2
how died for troy2
and it shone like2
down hosts of foes2
high a blazing torch2
for ought he can2
al the good that2
now trowe on any2
and set the ships2
that al was wel2
of zeus the thunderer2
they were brought before2
down into the dust2
and he drew his2
monsters of the deep2
died for troy the2
and out they all2
that niste what was2
in a pool of2
his mother bewailed him2
was being rowed towards2
the old man was2
when he had finished2
the trojans saw the2
the sone of tydeus2
and the other chiefs2
madness and death unto2
on the wide sea2
swift closed the fronts2
his hands and feet2
will show you the2
and sat down beside2
back from the ships2
but at the last2
in vain sought help2
the horses to the2
the coming of that2
and the walls and2
memnon slew in battle2
priam gave him a2
in their eager ears2
exile returned to the2
as olde bokes tellen2
what may this be2
xii how the wooden2
and he fell and2
the blast of ravening2
for him as for2
the land of sunrising2
as gladly as a2
and drove them to2
of troy for the2
chariot and was driven2
of the salt sea2
dark palace beside the2
hold this city and2
him from the doorway2
to the grassy bank2
the bravest of the2
and whan he mighte2
went up and down2
nere it that i2
in the voice of2
was taken and sacked2
was glad when he2
as i shal been2
how ulysses met nausicaa2
or secretly or openly2
how people lived in2
of the man who2
i see wel now2
utmost bounds of earth2
went on board his2
achilles was brought to2
and dashed it on2
father was a rich2
to the company of2
up to the heavens2
borne by the winds2
streams of the river2
the blast of the2
was at point to2
and by the cause2
it were a long2
wooden horse was fashioned2
an arrow through the2
on board his ship2
went to sleep in2
with his eyes on2
right with hir look2
known that he was2
now pass we to2
this city and land2
i never seen yow2
the gods to the2
sone out of this2
i nam but deed2
and recked not of2
golden fleece was slain2
the trojans in the2
the temple of hermes2
days he had finished2
that day that i2
to see that terrible2
to take vengeance for2
was brought to the2
with tears of joy2
that seyd is here2
bet than swiche fyve2
down on him he2
in al this hevinesse2
and aias and ulysses2
laid him on a2
way and that with2
lived in the time2
and there were many2
and the old woman2
the first night of2
was it that the2
the heart of man2
in the hand of2
and deye i wol2
so that she cannot2
and the rest of2
of all the host2
wont was yow to2
were a race of2
come to his own2
he fell upon the2
judgment of tempest and2
at the laste he2
that she was unkinde2
the measure up of2
mine heart trusts that2
they were taken to2
and all the sea2
for troy the queen2
and in three days2
the floor of the2
had been her nurse2
was alive or dead2
then they went to2
weened that this was2
strip the armour from2
the shaft of a2
he had eaten and2
and kept him in2
now he saw the2
the throwing of the2
when he had eaten2
the course he swerved2
the ship of ulysses2
and laid it in2
he was afraid of2
while they both lived2
the sword of sharpness2
in the end to2
he would not fight2
king of the people2
but said that he2
thou wouldst say that2
strong wine of maron2
sacrifice to the gods2
that he had returned2
them who they were2
the oaths were taken2
so rushed he on2
it that the sons2
on the day of2
shoop him for to2
that keep the wide2
on him he hurled2
so many a lusty2
as wisly have i2
the narrows between these2
the most of the2
for to hele him2
ne i sey not2
slaying and avenging of2
clean through his body2
the child of zeus2
oon of this world2
and sette him doun2
him out of the2
now if he woot2
he many a wente2
he for the nones2
a hollow of the2
the greeks believed that2
he was still a2
and said that his2
to the back of2
said that the greeks2
last shore of the2
he gan to syke2
of his own island2
great heat of the2
my torment and my2
whole army of the2
take no heed of2
and the young men2
give to him a2
warrior sons of troy2
wroth for his friend2
but the spears of2
his father was a2
him i will go2
this is to seyn2
to the scaean gate2
the old beggar man2
all that he had2
glad were the trojans2
shal don al my2
helen had given him2
at point to close2
not know that he2
none of all the2
in the hut of2
in her hand the2
chief heroes in the2
drew back from the2
who shal now trowe2
in his chariot and2
lot should be to2
walles of the toun2
that the whole army2
to the god apollo2
of calidoine and arge2
that we ben inne2
the stern of the2
was taken away from2
as when a mountain2
as to myn auctor2
in loving of criseyde2
did not dare to2
from the day when2
to return to his2
in the greek host2
to take part in2
me from the earth2
for the helping of2
and he threw his2
and was driven back2
through the night and2
she asked him to2
a girl who was2
and his men would2
in the mouth of2
the amazons and memnon2
myn owene lady dere2
for he was the2
the sun never shone2
eager for the fray2
ay live and sterve2
she took hir leve2
could not choose but2
them how they might2
the deep flow of2
but now to purpos2
way to that island2
the wanderings of ulysses2
the great heat of2
himself to move the2
sacred cattle of the2
circe sends the swine2
strong son marked how2
out of the war2
the dead of night2
but on a day2
up in their own2
ship in the harbour2
his chariot and was2
deeds worthy of my2
for i wol have2
had sent him to2
and what it is2
for which criseyde up2
clothed him in a2
of that thou art2
the throat of the2
as an old beggar2
it was a great2
god would appear to2
the bed of love2
the son of zeus2
sure am i that2
between europe and asia2
brought fire against the2
the horns of the2
they kissed each other2
out of their course2
and som men seyn2
that he himself was2
when they came back2
swich fyn hath his2
against the son of2
on leagues of land2
he had finished his2
as sone as ever2
tyme is faste by2
well as he might2
then the trojans would2
that the phaeacians had2
their ships and sail2
arose and said that2
with one swift thrust2
that they had come2
from his hand the2
of my torment and2
and so went to2
it shone like a2
shed the blood of2
go to the house2
dark it was that2
on any othes mo2
thronged the sons of2
the rock of scylla2
left the kingdom to2
of the trojans in2
for a grace to2
met him face to2
hurled against each other2
he would like to2
on the deep sea2
a swift ship to2
in front of his2
on his beddes syde2
painted with pictures of2
that the beggar was2
from the crest of2
asked him why he2
him into the hall2
cave of the naiads2
in dark mourning raiment2
the head in the2
the birds were singing2
that i have seyd2
spake and hailed him2
as men may see2
from the fight he2
and fell upon the2
leaped into his chariot2
him limb from limb2
and that in hye2
in their ships and2
the seed of mighty2
and every wight that2