"J.R.R. Tolkien - Sir Gawain And The Green Knight" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tolkien J.R.R)For fele sellye3 had thay sen, bot such neuer are;
Forthi for fantoum and fayry3e the folk there hit demed. Therfore to answare wat3 ar3e mony athel freke, And al stouned at his steuen and stonstil seten In a swoghe sylence thur3 the sale riche; As al were slypped vpon slepe so slaked hor lote3 in hy3e-- I deme hit not al for doute, Bot sum for cortaysye-- Bot let hym that al schulde loute Cast vnto that wy3e. Thenn Arthour bifore the hi3 dece that auenture byholde3, And rekenly hym reuerenced, for rad was he neuer, And sayde, "Wy3e, welcum iwys to this place, The hede of this ostel Arthour I hat; Li3t luflych adoun and lenge, I the praye, And quat-so thy wylle is we schal wyt after." "Nay, as help me," quoth the hathel, "he that on hy3e syttes, To wone any quyle in this won, hit wat3 not myn ernde; Bot for the los of the, lede, is lyft vp so hy3e, And thy bur3 and thy burnes best ar holden, Stifest vnder stel-gere on stedes to ryde, The wy3test and the worthyest of the worldes kynde, Preue for to play wyth in other pure layke3, And that hat3 wayned me hider, iwyis, at this tyme. Yghe may be seker bi this braunch that I bere here That I passe as in pes, and no ply3t seche; For had I founded in fere in fe3tyng wyse, I haue a hauberghe at home and a helme bothe, A schelde and a scharp spere, schinande bry3t, Ande other weppenes to welde, I wene wel, als; Bot for I wolde no were, my wede3 ar softer. Bot if thou be so bold as alle burne3 tellen, Thou wyl grant me godly the gomen that I ask bi ry3t." Arthour con onsware, And sayd, "Sir cortays kny3t, If thou craue batayl bare, Here fayle3 thou not to fy3t." "Nay, frayst I no fy3t, in fayth I the telle, Hit arn aboute on this bench bot berdle3 chylder. If I were hasped in armes on a he3e stede, Here is no mon me to mach, for my3te3 so wayke. Forthy I craue in this court a Crystemas gomen, For hit is Yghol and Nwe Ygher, and here ar 3ep mony: If any so hardy in this hous holde3 hymseluen, Be so bolde in his blod, brayn in hys hede, |
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