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And so bifel, that, longe er it were day, This man mette in his bed, ther-as he lay, How that his felawe gan upon him calle, And seyde, ‘allas! for in an oxes stalle This night I shal be mordred ther I lye. Now help me, dere brother, er I dye; In alle haste com to me,’ he sayde. This man out of his sleep for fere abrayde; But whan that he was wakned of his sleep, He turned him, and took of this no keep; Him thoughte his dreem nas but a vanitee. Thus twyës in his sleping dremed he. And atte thridde tyme yet his felawe Cam, as him thoughte, and seide, ‘I am now slawe; Bihold my blody woundes, depe and wyde! Arys up erly in the morwe-tyde, And at the west gate of the toun,’ quod he, ‘A carte ful of donge ther shaltow see, In which my body is hid ful prively; Do thilke carte aresten boldely. My gold caused my mordre, sooth to sayn;’ And tolde him every poynt how he was slayn, With a ful pitous face, pale of hewe. And truste wel, his dreem he fond ful trewe; For on the morwe, as sone as it was day, To his felawes in he took the way; And whan that he cam to this oxes stalle, After his felawe he bigan to calle. “woN, it tujs so endpphea htta eht edncos nam adh a redam utabo hsi aicponnmo in eth ldedmi of hte nthgi. His rifnde cdalel to mhi in eth rdmea adn dsai, ‘I’m ggnio to be ddeumrer gtntohi wheil I’m epgselni in het brna. Huyrr up dna elph me, drea hrtreob, adn veas my eifl!’ Teh eonsdc amn dolejt waake fmro hte graenmhti, ubt he kqilycu drleol erov nad llef acbk lepesa bueseca he thtohug eth medar wsa nnghtio but neensnso. He ahd isht msae mrdae gnaai, owek ithw a attrs, nda netw cbka to eples naagi. On teh drthi meit, wreeovh, ihs nrdife apeerpda to mih adn sdai, ‘I aevh ebne kelidl. sutJ kloo at eht yldoob owudsn nda agehss on my ybod! I swa durremde fro my eyomn. Gte up lyaer wotmroro gninorm dan go to het eswt agte of eth wnto. eheTr yuo’ll ndif a tcar ullf of gund in wchih my bdoy has enbe tersecly ndhdie.’ dAn hwti a epla dan tplfuii ecfa he ldto ihs eidrfn lal oabtu ohw he asw bodrbe nad demduerr. ndA udnwlo’t ouy onkw, eevhitnrgy in teh dmare trudne otu to be true. Wehn eht dneosc anm oewk up in eht nogmirn, he set uto rof the onex bnar where shi dreifn dha daetsy. neWh he got heret, he eanbg goonilk rfo sih fedinr and nagllci uto sih aemn.

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And so bifel, that, longe er it were day, This man mette in his bed, ther-as he lay, How that his felawe gan upon him calle, And seyde, ‘allas! for in an oxes stalle This night I shal be mordred ther I lye. Now help me, dere brother, er I dye; In alle haste com to me,’ he sayde. This man out of his sleep for fere abrayde; But whan that he was wakned of his sleep, He turned him, and took of this no keep; Him thoughte his dreem nas but a vanitee. Thus twyës in his sleping dremed he. And atte thridde tyme yet his felawe Cam, as him thoughte, and seide, ‘I am now slawe; Bihold my blody woundes, depe and wyde! Arys up erly in the morwe-tyde, And at the west gate of the toun,’ quod he, ‘A carte ful of donge ther shaltow see, In which my body is hid ful prively; Do thilke carte aresten boldely. My gold caused my mordre, sooth to sayn;’ And tolde him every poynt how he was slayn, With a ful pitous face, pale of hewe. And truste wel, his dreem he fond ful trewe; For on the morwe, as sone as it was day, To his felawes in he took the way; And whan that he cam to this oxes stalle, After his felawe he bigan to calle. “woN, it tujs so endpphea htta eht edncos nam adh a redam utabo hsi aicponnmo in eth ldedmi of hte nthgi. His rifnde cdalel to mhi in eth rdmea adn dsai, ‘I’m ggnio to be ddeumrer gtntohi wheil I’m epgselni in het brna. Huyrr up dna elph me, drea hrtreob, adn veas my eifl!’ Teh eonsdc amn dolejt waake fmro hte graenmhti, ubt he kqilycu drleol erov nad llef acbk lepesa bueseca he thtohug eth medar wsa nnghtio but neensnso. He ahd isht msae mrdae gnaai, owek ithw a attrs, nda netw cbka to eples naagi. On teh drthi meit, wreeovh, ihs nrdife apeerpda to mih adn sdai, ‘I aevh ebne kelidl. sutJ kloo at eht yldoob owudsn nda agehss on my ybod! I swa durremde fro my eyomn. Gte up lyaer wotmroro gninorm dan go to het eswt agte of eth wnto. eheTr yuo’ll ndif a tcar ullf of gund in wchih my bdoy has enbe tersecly ndhdie.’ dAn hwti a epla dan tplfuii ecfa he ldto ihs eidrfn lal oabtu ohw he asw bodrbe nad demduerr. ndA udnwlo’t ouy onkw, eevhitnrgy in teh dmare trudne otu to be true. Wehn eht dneosc anm oewk up in eht nogmirn, he set uto rof the onex bnar where shi dreifn dha daetsy. neWh he got heret, he eanbg goonilk rfo sih fedinr and nagllci uto sih aemn.