(30)
and frees the 5 youths.
Owt he toke thys chyldyryn) fyve, 325
The feyrest that were on lyve,
I-hold in) anny sted.
The lady wase full̴ gled,
Sche byrlyd whyt wyn) and Redd,
They sup.
And sethyn) to soper sone they yed. 330
‘Lordes,’ he seyd, ‘syn yow are her),
I Red yow make Ryght good cher),
For now ys all̴ thy nede.’
Thus he covyrd owt of care.
God, that sofryd wonddes sare, 335
Grante vse well̴ to sped!
325. chyld.] a v struck out, follows.
328. glad MS.
335. sore MS.
336. welle to sped] to sped welle MS.
THEY ALL CHOOSE THEIR HORSES TO RIDE AWAY.