(perhaps a little belatedly...)
Whether hade he no helme ne hawbergh nauther,
Ne no pysan, ne no plate that pended to armes,
Ne no shafte ne no schelde, to schwue ne to smyte,
Bot in his on honed he hade a holyn bobbe.
That is grattest in grene, when greuez are bare,
And an ax in his other, a hoge and vn-mete,
A spetos sparthe to expoun in spelle quo-so my3t.
(darn. the 'ash' doesn't translate to the blog.)
Sunday, November 05, 2006
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