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Rh And they were clad in diverſe hue,

Of ſundry countries as they were;

The one was red as blood.

Set in a ſhield a dragon keen.

He ſtird his ſteed as he were mad,

With crabbed words ſharp and keen,

Right to the other bairn him by;

His horſe was all of ſilver ſheen!

In it a ramping lion keen,

Seemingly into gold was ſet;

His border of was azure ſheen,

His ſhield was ſhaped right ſeemly,

With ſilk and ſable well was plet.

I looked from over a green,

And ſaw a lady on a lee,

That ſuch a one I had never ſeen,

The light of her ſhined ſo high,

Attour the moor whereat the foot,

The fields me thought fair and green;

She rode upon a ſteed full ſtoor,

That ſuch a one had I ſeldom ſeen;

Her ſteed was white as any milk,

His top, his tail, were both full blue,

A ſad ſaddle showed with ſilk,

As all were gold it glittered ſae:

His harneſſing was of ſilk of India,

Set with precious ſtones frae:

He ambled on a noble kind,

Upon her head ſtood crowns three,

Her garments was of gowans gay,

But other colour ſaw I none.

A flying fowl then I saw,

Light beſide her on a ſtone;

And ſtoop into her hand she bare,

And holy water ſhe had ready,

She ſprinkled the field both here and there,

Said here shall many dead corps lie;

At yon bridge upon yon burn,

Where the water runs bright and sheen.

And knights die through battle keen.

To the two knights then did she ſay,

Let be your ſtrile my knights free;

Ye take your horſe, and ride your way,

As God hath ordain’d ſo muſt it be. B 3