- Passus
xix:
And some to ryde and to recovere that unrightfully
was wonne;
He wissed hem wynne it ageyne thorw wightnesse of handes,
And fecchen it fro fals men with folvyles lawes.
[And some to ride
and to recover what was wrongfully acquired;
(The grace of God) taught them to win it again through the strength
of their hands,
And retrieve it from wicked men with Folvilles’ laws.]
- Middle
English Version (Prologue)
In a somer seson,
whan softe was the sonne,
I shoop me into shroudes as I a sheep were,
In habite as an heremite unholy of werkes,
Wente wide in this world wondres to here.
Ac on a May morwenynge on Malverne hilles
Me bifel a ferly, of Fairye me thoghte.
I was wery forwandred and wente me to reste
Under a brood bank by a bourne syde;
And as I lay and lenede and loked on the watres,
I slombred into a slepyng, it sweyed so murye.
Thanne gan I meten a merveillous swevene --
That I was in a wildernesse, wiste I nevere where.
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