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who frees him from prison,

The prynce in to the preson went,

Torent by the hond he hent 2330

Oute of his bondys cold; [2431]

To the castell̴ he brought hym sone

tho’ still fettering him.

And light ffettouris did hym⁾ vppon⁾,

For brekyng oute off hold.

The kyng said: ‘Be my ffaye, 2335

And he euer scape away,

Full̴ dere he shall̴ be sold!’

‘Sir,’ he said, ‘parmaffay,

We wyll̴ hym⁾ kepe, and we may:

There of be ye bold!’ 2340

2331. And toke hym oute MS.