Part 10 (1/2)
[Sidenote: [Fol. 207b, col. 1.]]
o was haueloc a blie knaue. 632 [Sidenote: Havelok is glad, and asks for bread.]
He sat him up, and crauede bred.
And seide, ”ich am [wel] ney ded, Hwat for hunger, wat for bondes at u leidest on min hondes; 636 And for [e] keuel at e laste, at in mi mouth was rist faste.
y was e[r]-with so harde prangled, at i was e[r]-with ney[e][34*] strangled.” 640 ”Wel is me at u mayth hete: [Sidenote: Dame Leve brings him bread and cheese, b.u.t.ter, &c.]
G.o.ddoth!” quath leue, ”y shal e fete Bred an chese, butere and milk, Pastees and flaunes, al with suilk 644 Shole we sone e wel fede, Louerd, in is mikel nede, Soth it is, {a}t me{n} seyt and suereth: 'er G.o.d wile helpe{n}, nouth no dereth.'” 648
[Footnote 32: MS. er.]
[Footnote 33: _Qu._ rinne. See ll. 716, 761, 2125.]
[Footnote 34: _Qu._ stir, _or_ stirt.]
[Footnote 34*: Changed by editor from ”ney”: see Emendations.]
[Headnote: GRIM SAYS HE HAS DROWNED HAVELOK.]
+a{n}ne sho hauede brouth e mete, [Sidenote: Havelok eats all up greedily.]
Haueloc anon biga{n} to ete Grundlike, and was ful blie; Coue he nouth his hunger Mie. 652 A lof he het, y woth, and more, For him hungrede swie sore.
re dayes er-biforn, i wene, Et he no mete, at was wel sene. 656 Hwan he hauede eten, and was fed, [Sidenote: Grim puts him to bed.]
Grim dede make{n} a ful fayr bed; Vncloede him, and dede hi{m} er-i{n}ne, And seyde, ”Slep[34**] sone, with michel wi{n}ne; 660 Slep wel faste, and dred e nouth, Fro sorwe to ioie art u brouth.”
Sone so it was lith of day, [Sidenote: Grim tells G.o.dard he has killed Havelok, and asks for his reward.]
Grim it under-tok e wey 664 To e wicke traitour G.o.dard, at was denemak a[35] stiward, And seyde, ”louerd, don ich haue at ou me bede of e knaue; 668 He is drenched i{n} e flod, Aboute{n} his hals an anker G.o.d; He is witer-like ded, Eteth he neure more bred; 672 He li drenched in e se:-- Yif me gold [and] oer fe,[36]
at y mowe riche be; And with i chartre make [me] fre, 676 [Sidenote: [Fol. 207b, col. 2.]]
For u ful wel bi-hetet me, a{n}ne i last[e] spak with e.”
[Sidenote: G.o.dard bids him go home, and remain a thrall; for he has done wickedly.]
G.o.dard stod, and lokede on him oruth-like, with eyne grim; 680 And seyde, ”Wiltu [nou] ben erl?
Go hom swie, fule drit, cherl; Go heen, and be euere-more ral and cherl, als ou er wore. 684 Shal [ou] haue non oer mede; For litel i [shal][37] do e lede To e galues, so G.o.d me rede!
For ou haues don a wicke dede. 688 ou Mait stonde{n} her to longe, Bute ou swie een gonge.”
[Footnote 34** (from Emendations): ”Perhaps there should be a comma after _Slep_, making the sense to be _sleep, son_, not _sleep soon_.”]
[Footnote 35: _Qu._ Denemarkes.]
[Footnote 36: Cf. l. 1225.]
[Footnote 37: The MS. has ”ig,” but the _g_ is expuncted; and it omits ”shal.”]
[Headnote: GRIM SETS SAIL FOR ENGLAND.]
[Sidenote: Grim fears that both himself and Havelok will be hung.]
+Grim thoucte to late at he ran Fro at t{ra}ytour, a wicke man; 692 And oucte, ”wat shal me to rede?
Wite he him onliue, he wile bee Heye hangen on galwe-tre: Betere us is of londe to fle, 696 And berwen boen ure liues, And mine childre{n}, and mine wiues.”
[Sidenote: Grim sells his live stock.]
Grim solde sone al his corn, Shep wit wolle, neth wit horn, 700 Hors, and swin, [and gate] wit berd, e gees, e he{n}nes of e yerd; Al he solde, at outh douthe, That he eure selle moucte, 704 And al he to e peni drou: [Sidenote: He fits up his s.h.i.+p carefully.]
Hise s.h.i.+p he g{re}yede wel inow, He dede it tere, an ful wel pike, at it ne doutede sond ne krike; 708 er-inne dide a ful G.o.d mast, Stronge kables, and ful fast, Ores G.o.d, an ful G.o.d seyl, er-i{n}ne wantede nouth a nayl, 712 at eu{er}e he sholde er-i{n}ne do: [Sidenote: He takes with him his wife, his three sons, his two daughters, and Havelok.]
Hwan he hauedet greyed so, Hauelok e yunge he dide er-inne, Him and his wif, hise sones rinne, 716 And hise two doutres, at faire wore, And sone dede he leyn in an ore, And drou him to e heye se, ere he mith aler-best[e] fle. 720 Fro londe wore{n} he bote a mile, [Sidenote: [Fol. 208, col. 1.]]
Ne were neuere but ane hwile, [Sidenote: A north wind arises, called the _bise_, and drives them to England.]