Alle beon he blithebe happy
That to my song
lythe!
[Who] listen
A sang ich
schal you
singe
Of Murry the Kinge.
line5King he was biweste
in the
west
So longe so hit
laste.
it (i.e., his life)
Godhild het his quen;was called
Faire ne mighte non
ben.Fairer
He hadde a sone that het Horn;
line10Fairer ne mighte non beo born,
be
Ne no rein upon birine,rain fell upon
Ne sunne upon bischine.or sun shone
Fairer nis non thane he was:
He was bright so the
glas;as
line15He was whit so the flur;flower
Rose red was his colur.
He was fayr and eke
bold,also
And of fiftene winter hold.
old
In none kinge richeno other kingdom
line20Nas non his iliche.anyone like
him
Twelf feren he
haddecompanions
That he alle with him ladde,led
Alle riche mannes sones,
And alle hi were
faire gomes,theygood fellows
line25With him for to pleie,
And mest he luvede
tweie;most
That on him het Hathulf child,one
of them was called Athulf
And that other Fikenild.
Athulf was the beste,
line30And
Fikenylde the werste.
Hit was upon a someres day,
Also ich you telle
may,As I
Murri, the gode King,
Rod on his pleing
Rode
for sport
line35Bi the se side,seaside
Ase he was woned
ride.used to
With him riden bote two —
Al to fewe ware
tho!
too were they
He fond bi the stronde,shore
line40Arived on his londe,
Schipes fiftene
Ships
With Sarazins
keneSaracens bold
He axede what hi
soghte
asked they sought
Other to londe
broghte.Or
line45A payn hit ofherde,pagan heard
it
And hym wel sone answarede:
“Thy lond folk we schulle slon,slay
And alle that Crist
luveth upon
And the selve right anon.
line50Ne shaltu todai henne gon.”Nor shall you hence
The king alighte of
his stede,
off
For tho he
havede nede,then had
And his gode knightes two;
Al to fewe he hadde tho.then
line55Swerd hi gunne gripethey
began
And togadere smite.
Hy smyten under schelde
That sume hit
yfelde.So that felt
The king hadde al to fewe
line60Togenes so fele schrewe;Against so
many villains
So wele mighten
ytheeasily they
Bringe hem thre to dithe.death
The pains come to
londepagans came
And neme hit in here hondetook it into their
possession
line65That folc hi gunne quelle,folk
kill
And churchen for to felle.churches to destroy
Ther ne moste libbemight not live
The fremde ne the
sibbe.
strangers relatives
Bute hi here laye asoke,Unless they their religion
forsook
line70And to here toke.theirs
took
Of alle wymmanne
Wurst was
Godhild thanne.Most
miserable
For Murri heo weop soreshe
wept
And for Horn yute more.yet
(even)
line75He wente ut of halleout
Fram hire maidenes alle
Under a roche of stone
Ther heo livede alone.
Ther heo servede Gode
line80Aghenes the paynes forbode.Against the
pagans’ injunction
Ther he servede
Cristeshe
That no payn hit ne wiste.So that no pagan knew it
Evre heo bad for
Horn childEver she
prayed
That Jesu Crist him beo myld.might be
gracious to him
line85Horn was in
paynes hondehands of the pagans
With his feren of
the londe.companions
Muchel was his
fairhede,Great beauty
For Jhesu Crist him makede.
Payns him wolde slen,wanted to kill him
line90Other al quic flen,Or flay him
alive
Yef his fairnesse nere:If it were not for
The children alle aslaye were.slain
Thanne spak on admirad —one emir
Of wordes he was bald, —bold
line95“Horn,
thu art well kene,you eager
And that is wel isene.seen
Thu art gret and strong,
Fair and evene long;quite tall
Thu schalt waxe moregrow bigger
line100Bi fulle seve yere.seven
Yef thu mote to live
goIf were to go away alive
And thine feren
also,companions
Yef hit so bi falle,befall (happen)
Ye scholde slen us alle:might slay
line105Tharvore thu most to stere,
Therefore must go boat
Thu and thine ifere;companions
To schupe schulle ye
funde,ship hurry
And sinke to the grunde.bottom [of the sea]
The se you schal adrenche,drown in
line110Ne schal hit us noght
ofthinche.Nor shall [we] regret it
For if thu were alive,
With swerd other
with knive,or
We scholden alle deie,
And thi fader deth abeie.”pay for
line115The children
hi broghte to stronde,shore
Wringinde here honde,
Into schupes borde
At the furste worde.command
Ofte hadde Horn beo wo,been
woeful
line120Ac nevre wurs than him was tho.
But then
The se bigan to flowe,
And Horn child to rowe;rue
(regret bitterly)
The se that schup so fasste drofdrove
The children dradde
therof.were afraid
line125Hi wenden towisseThey
expected for certain
Of here lif to misse,their life to lose
Al the day and al the night
Til hit sprang dailight,
Til Horn sagh on the strondesaw shore
line130Men gon in the londe.
going about
“Feren,” quath he,
“yonge,“Friends,” said young
Ich telle you tithinge:news
Ich here
foyeles singehear birds
And that gras him springe.
line135Blithe beo we on lyve;Let us be
happy [to be] alive
Ure schup is on
ryve.”Our ship shore
Of schup hi gunne
funde,Off they hasten
And setten fout to grunde.foot to ground
Bi the se side
line140Hi leten that schup ride.
Thanne spak him child Horn,
In Suddene
he was iborn:
“Schup bi the se flode,
Daies have thu gode.
line145Bi the se brinke,sea’s
edge
No water the nadrinke.have you to drink
Yef thu cume to Suddene,
Gret thu wel of
myne kenne,Greet family
Gret thu wel my moder,
line150Godhild,
Quen the gode,
And seie the
paene king,say to pagan
Jesu Cristes
withering,enemy
That ich am hol and
fersound well
On this lond arived her;here
line155And seie that hei schal fondethey
experience
The dent of myne
honde.”
blow
The children yede to tune,went their way
Bi dales and bi dune.hills
Hy metten with Almair King,King
Alymar
line160Crist
yeven him His blessinggive
King of Westernesse
Crist yive him muchel blisse!much
He him spac to
Horn childspoke
Wordes that were mild:soft
line165“Whannes beo ye, faire gumes,Whence
(from where) young ones
That her to londe beoth icume,have come
Alle throttene,thirteen
Of bodie swithe kene?very bold
Bi God that me makede,
line170A swich fair veradevery
group of companions
Ne saugh ich in none stunde,never
Bi westene londe:land of the west
Seie me wat ye
seche.”Tell seek
Horn spak here speche,
line175He spak for hem alle,
Vor so hit moste
bivalle:For befall
He was the faireste
And of wit the
beste.intelligence
“We beoth of
Suddenne,are
from
line180Icome of gode kenne,family
Of Cristene blode,
And kynges swthe
gode.so very
Payns ther gunne arivedid arrive
And duden hem of
lyve.deprived life
line185Hi sloghen and todroghetore
apart
Cristene men inoghe.enough
So Crist me mote rede,So help
me God
Us hi dude lede
Into a galeie,galley
line190With the se to pleie,On sport
Dai hit is igon and
other,[One] day another
Withute sail and
rother:Without rudder
Ure schip bigan to
swymmeOur drift
To this londes brymme.edge
line195Nu thu might us slen and
bindeNow slay
Ore honde bihynde.Our hands
Bute yef hit beo thi wille,
Helpe that we ne spille.”die
Thanne spak the gode kyng
line200Iwis he nas no nithingtruly villain
“Seie me, child,
what is thi name?Tell
Ne schaltu have bute game.”sport
The child him answerde,
Sone so he hit
herde:As soon as
line205“Horn ich
am ihote,called
Icomen ut of the
bote,Come out boat
Fram the se side.
Kyng, wel mote thee tide.”you prosper
Thanne hym spak the gode king,
line210“Well bruc thu thin evening.
bear name
Horn, thu go wel schulle
Bi dales and bi hulle;
hill
Horn, thu lude sune,loudly
shall sound
Bi dales and bi dune;
line215So schal thi name springe
Fram kynge to kynge,
And thi fairnesse
Abute
Westernesse,[All]
about
The strengthe of thine honde
line220Into evrech londe.each and every
Horn, thu art so swete,
Ne may ich the forlete.”not abandon you
Hom rod
Aylmar the Kynghomewards
And Horn mid him, his fundling,
with foundling
line225And alle his ifere,companions
That were him so dere.
The kyng com into halle
Among his knightes alle;
Forth he clupede
Athelbrus,called
line230That was stiward of his hus.steward
“Stiward, tak nu
herenow
My fundlyng for to lereteach
Of thine mestere,occupation
Of wude and of
rivere,hunting hawking
line235And tech him to harpe
With his nayles
scharpe,fingernails
Bivore me to
kerve,Before carve [meat]
And of the cupe serve.
Thu tech him of alle the listeskills
line240That thu evre of wiste,knew
about
And his feiren
thou wisecompanions teach
In to othere servise.
Horn thu undervongetake
charge of
And tech him of harpe and songe.”
line245Ailbrus gan
lereAthelbrus teach
Horn and his yfere.
Horn in herte laghtein his heart
understood
Al that he him taghte.
In the curt and
ute,court out
line250And elles al abuteeverywhere else
Luvede men Horn child,
And mest him luvede Rymenhild,Rymenhild
loved him the most
The kynges owene doghter.
He was mest in thoghte;foremost in her thoughts
line255Heo luvede so Horn childShe
That negh heo gan wexe wild:
she
nearly went crazy
For heo ne mighte at bordedinner table
With him speke no worde,
Ne noght in the halle
line260Among the knightes alle,
Ne nowhar in non othere stede.
place
Of folk heo hadde drede:
Bi daie ne bi nighte
With him speke ne mighte.she could not speak
line265Hire soreghe ne hire pineHer
sorrow nor her pain
Ne mighte nevre fine.end
In heorte heo hadde wo,
And thus hire bithoghte tho:decided then
Heo sende hire
sondeShe her message
line270Athelbrus
to honde,into Athelbrus’ presence
That he come hire to,
And also scholde Horn do,
Al in to bure,private chamber
For heo gan to lure;appear downcast
line275And the sonde seidemessage
That sik lai that
maide,sick
And bad him come switheimmediately
For heo nas nothing blithe.was not a bit well
The stward was in herte wo,pained in his heart
line280For he nuste what to do.did not know
Wat Rymenhild hure thoghte
Gret wunder him thughte,Seemed very strange to him
Abute Horn the yonge
To bure for to
bringe.bower
line285He thoghte upon his modemind
Hit nas for none gode:It was for no good
He tok him another,
Athulf, Hornes
brother.
“Athulf,” he sede, “right anonimmediately
line290Thu schalt with me to bure gonbower
To speke with Rymenhild stillein
private
And witen hure wille.know about her desire
In Hornes ilikeHorn’s likeness
Thu schalt hure biswike:deceive
line295Sore ich me ofdredefear
greatly
Heo wolde Horn misrede.”advise
badly
Athelbrus gan Athulf
lede,
And into bure with him yede:went
Anon upon Athulf child
line300Rymenhild
gan wexe wild:
grew
very passionate
Heo wende that
Horn hit werethought
That heo havede
there:had
Heo sette him on bedde;
With Athulf child he wedde;revealed
passion
line305On hire armes tweieIn two
Athulf heo gan leie.embrace
“Horn,” quath heo, “wel longesaid
Ich habbe thee luved stronge.
Thu schalt thi trewthe plighteswear fidelity
line310On myn hond her righte,right
here
Me to spuse holde,to be a spouse
And ich thee lord to wolde.”to have as lord
Athulf sede on hire irein her
ear
So stille so hit were,As quietly as possible
line315“Thi tale nu thu lynne,finish
For Horn nis noght her inne.
Ne beo we noght iliche:alike
Horn is fairer
and riche,
Fairer bi one ribbe
line320Thane eni man that libbe:lives
Thegh
Horn were under moldeEven if
earth
Other elles wher he
woldeOr wherever
Other henne a
thusend mile,from here
Ich nolde him ne thee bigile.”would not beguile him nor
you
line325Rymenhild
hire biwente,changed
And Athelbrus fule heo schente.foully
denounced
“Hennes thu go, thu
fule theof,From here wicked thief
Ne wurstu me nevre
more leof;will you be dear
Went ut of my
bur,Get out bower
line330With muchel mesaventur.much bad
luck
Schame mote thu fongeovertake you
And on highe rode anhonge.gallows hang
Ne spek ich noght with Horn:
Nis he noght so unorn;ugly
line335Horn is
fairer thane beo he:he (i.e., Athulf)
With muchel schame mote thu deie.”die
Athelbrus in a stunderight
away
Fel anon to
grunde.immediately
“Lefdi min oghe,My own lady
line340Lithe me a litel throghe!Listen to
me for a moment
Lust whi ich
wondeHear hesitated
Bringe thee Horn to honde.
For Horn is fair and riche,
Nis no whar his
iliche.Nowhere equal
line345Aylmar, the
gode Kyng,
Dude him on mi
lokyng.Placed care
Yef
Horn were her abute,If
Sore I me duteGreatly fear
With him ye wolden pleie
take
pleasure
line350Bitwex you selve tweie.
Thanne scholde withuten othebeyond doubt
The kyng maken us wrothe.angry
Rymenhild, foryef me thi tene,forgive
anger
Lefdi, my quene,
line355And Horn
ich schal thee fecche,
Wham so hit recche.”Whoever may care
Rymenhild, yef he cuthe,as much
as she could
Gan lynne with hire muthe.keep quiet
Heo makede hire wel
blithe;She made herself
line360Wel was hire that sithe.[It was] well with
her time
“Go nu,” quath heo,
“sone,she said soon
And send him after none,noontime
On a squieres wise.dressed as a squire
Whane the kyng arise
line365To wude for to pleie,woods
sport
Nis non that him
biwreie.No one will betray
He schal with me bilevestay
Til hit beo nir eve,close to evening
To haven of him mi wille;desire
line370After ne recche
ich what me telle.”
Aylbrus wende hire fro;turned
away from her
Horn in halle fond he thothen
Bifore the kyng on benche,
Wyn for to
schenche.Wine pour
line375“Horn,”
quath he, “so hende,gracious
To bure nu thu
wende,bedchamber go
After mete stille,meal quietly
With Rymenhild to dwelle;
Wordes swthe
bolde,very
line380In herte thu hem holde.them keep
(i.e., be quiet)
Horn, beo me wel trewe;
Ne schal hit thee nevre rewe.”you will not regret
it
Horn in herte leidetook to
heart
Al that he him seide;
line385He yeode in wel rightewent
To Rymenhild the brighte.
beautiful
On knes he him sette,
And sweteliche hure grette.sweetly greeted her
Of his feire sighteappearance
line390Al the bur gan lighte.glow
He spac faire speche —
Ne dorte him noman
teche.needed
“Wel thu sitte and softe,
Rymenhild the brighte,
line395With thine maidenes sixe
That the sitteth nixte.sit next to you
Kinges stward ureour
Sende me in to
bure;Sent
With thee speke ich scholde.
line400Seie me what thu woldest:Tell
Seie, and ich schal here
What thi wille were.”
Rymenhild up gan stonde
And tok him bi the honde:
line405Heo sette him on pelle
fur
mantle
Of wyn to drinke his fulle:
Heo makede him
faire chereShe showed him
And tok him abute the swere.neck
Ofte heo him custe,kissed
line410So wel so hire luste.
as
much as she liked
“Horn,” heo sede, “withute strif,doubtless
Thu schalt have me to thi wif.for your wife
Horn, have of me rewthe,pity
And plist me thi
trewthe.pledge oath (fidelity)
line415Horn tho
him bithoghtethought to himself
What he speke mighte.
“Crist,” quath he, “thee wisse,guide
And yive thee hevene blisse
Of thine husebonde,
line420Wher he beo in londe.Wherever
Ich am ibore to
loweborn too low
Such wimman to knowe.
Ich am icome of thralle
a
serf
And fundling bifalle.have become a foundling
line425Ne feolle hit the of cundeNor would
it be natural
To spuse beo me
bunde.As a spouse united
Hit nere no fair
weddingwould be
Bitwexe a thral and a king.”
Tho gan
Rymenhild mislykeThen be
displeased
line430And sore gan to sike:sigh
Armes heo gan bughe;to bend (raise)
Adun heo feol
iswoghe.Down fell unconscious
Horn in herte was ful woin much
grief
And tok hire on his armes two.
line435He gan hire for to kessekiss
Wel ofte mid ywisse.with certainty
“Lemman,” he sede,
“dere,Beloved
Thin herte nu thu stere.control
Help me to knightebecome a knight
line440Bi al thine mighte,
To my lord the king
That he me yive dubbing:dub me
Thanne is mi thralhodserf-like status
I went in to
knighthodturned
line445And I schal wexe more,grow
And do, lemman, thi lore.”instruction
Rymenhild, that swete thing,
Wakede of hire swoghning.swoon
“Horn,” quath heo, “wel sone
line450That schal beon idone.
Thu schalt beo dubbed knight
Are come seve night.Before a week is up
Have her this
cuppeTake
And this ryng ther uppealong with it
line455To Aylbrus
the stuard,
And se he holde
foreward.see to it keep the agreement
Seie ich him biseche,Say I ask him
With loveliche speche,
That he adun fallefall down (humble himself)
line460Bifore the king in halle,
And bidde the king arighteimmediately
Dubbe thee to knighte.
With selver and
with goldesilver
Hit wurth him wel iyolde.He will be well-rewarded
line465Crist him
lene spedegrant success
Thin erende to bede.”Make known your business
Horn tok his leve,
For hit was negh eve.nearly evening
Athelbrus he soghte
line470And yaf him that he broghte,gave him what
And tolde him ful yarequickly
Hu he hadde
ifare,How fared
And sede him his nede,what he wanted
And bihet him his
mede.promised reward
line475Athelbrus
also switheas soon as possible
Wente to halle blive.quickly
“Kyng,” he sede, “thu lestelisten
A tale mid the beste.The best of all tales
Thu schalt bere crunecrown
line480Tomoreghe in this tune;Tomorrow
town
Tomoreghe is thi feste:feast
Ther bihoveth geste.It is fitting to have a good
time
Hit nere noght for lorenIt is not a lost cause
For to knighti child
Horn,young man
line485Thine armes for to welde:bear
God knight he schal
yelde.”Good turn out to be
The king sede sone,
“That is wel idone.good idea
Horn me wel iquemeth;pleases
line490God knight him bisemeth.seems
He schal have mi dubbing
And after wurth
mi derling.become
favorite
And alle his feren
twelfcompanions
He schal knighten himself:
line495Alle he schal hem knightethem all
Bifore me this nighte.”
Til the light of day sprang
Ailmar him thughte lang.thought
to himself
The day bigan to springe;
line500Horn com
bivore the kinge,before
Mid his twelf
yfere,With companions
Sume hi were
luthere.Some of them evil
Horn he dubbede to knighte
With swerd and spures brighte.spurs
line505He sette him on a stede
whit:
white
horse
Ther nas no knight
hym ilik.was no like him
He smot him a litel wightlight blow
And bed him beon a
god knight.ordered good
Athulf fel aknes tharon
his knees
line510Bivore the King
Aylmar.
“King,” he sede, “so kenebold
Grante me a bene:
favor
Nu is knight Sire
HornNow as
That in Suddene was iboren;
line515Lord he is of londe
Over us that bi him stonde;
Thin armes he hath and scheld
To fighte with upon the feld:
Let him us alle knighte
line520For that is ure righte.”our
Aylmar sede sone ywis,responded quickly
“Do nu that thi
wille is.”what
Horn adun lightegot down
And makede hem alle knightes.
line525Murie was the festeMerry
Al of faire gestes:entertainments
Ac
Rymenhild nas noght ther,But
And that hire thughte seve yer.she thought seven
years
After Horn heo sente,sent
for
line530And he to bure wente.chamber
Nolde he noght go one;alone
Athulf was his mone.companion
Rymenhild on flore stod:
Hornes come hire thughte god:Horn’s
coming seemed good to her
line535And sede, “Welcome, Sire
Horn,
And Athulf knight the biforn.before
you
Knight, nu is thi time
For to sitte bi me.
Do nu that thu er of spake:spoke about before
line540To thy wif thu me take.
Ef thu art trewe of dedes,i.e., a man of your word
Do nu ase thu sedes.said
Nu thu hast wille thine,
Unbind me of my
pine.”Release pain
line545“Rymenhild,” quath he, “beo stille!
Ich wulle don al thi wille,
Also hit mot bitide.When the time is right
Mid spere I schal
furst ride,With spear
And mi knighthod prove,
line550Ar ich thee ginne to
woghe.Before begin woo
We beth knightes
yonge,are
Of o dai al
isprunge;one sprung up
And of ure mestereour mastery
So is the manere:manner
line555With sume othere knighte
Wel for his lemman
fightelover
Or he eni wif
take;Before
Forthi me stondeth
the more rape.
For
you greater haste
Today, so Crist me blesse,
line560Ich wulle do pruesse,I will do
knightly deeds
For thi luve in the felde
Mid spere and mid
schelde.With
If ich come to lyve,return alive
Ich schal thee take to wyve.”
line565“Knight,” quath heo, “trewe,she said
Ich wene ich mai
thee leve:believe love
Tak nu her this gold ring:
God him is the
dubbing;
Good adornment
Ther is upon the ringe
line570Igrave “Rymenhild the
yonge”:Engraved
Ther nis non betere anonder sunneunder the sun
That eni man of telle cunne.can tell of
For my luve thu hit were
And on thi finger thu him bere.
line575The stones beoth of suche
gracepower
That thu ne schalt in none place
Of none duntes beon ofdrad,blows be afraid
Ne on bataille beon
amad,battle go crazy
Ef thu loke
theranIf on it
line580And thenke upon thi lemman.
And Sire Athulf, thi brother,[sworn]
brother
He schal have another.
Horn, ich thee biseche
With loveliche speche,
line585Crist yeve
god erndingesuccess
Thee aghen to bringe.”
The knight hire gan kesse,kiss
And heo him to blesse.
Leve at hire he nam,He took leave of her
line590And in to halle cam:
The knightes yeden
to table,went
And Horne yede to stable:
Thar he tok his gode fole,horse
Also blak so eny
cole.As black as
line595The fole schok the brunie
horse armor
That al the curt
gan denie.court resounded
The fole bigan to springe,buck
And Horn murie to singe.merrily
Horn rod in a while
line600More than a myle.
He fond o schup stondea ship anchored
With hethene honde.
heathen hounds
He axede what hi
soghtethey
Other to londe
broghte.Or
line605An hund him gan biheldeOne heathen
That spac wordes belde:bold
“This lond we wullegh winnewish to conquer
And sle that ther
is inne.”[the inhabitants]
Horn gan his swerd gripe
line610And on his arme wype.
The Sarazins he smattehit
That his blod hatte;blood [grew] hot
At evreche dunte
each
and every blow
The heved of wente;head off
line615Tho gunne the hundes gonerush
Abute
Horn a lone:Surround
He lokede on the ringe,
And thoghte on Rimenilde;
He slogh ther on
hastekilled quickly
line620On hundred bi the laste,One
Ne mighte noman tellecount
That folc that he gan quelle.subdue
Of alle that were alive,
Ne mighte ther non thrive.
line625Horn tok
the maisteres heved,
leader’s head
That he hadde him bireveddeprived of
And sette hit on his swerde,
Anoven at than orde.On top on the point
He verde hom into
halle,went
line630Among the knightes alle.
“Kyng,” he sede, “wel thu sitte,
And alle thine knightes mitte.with you
Today, after mi dubbing,
So I rod on my pleingAs I rode for sport
line635I fond o schup rowerow of
ships
Mid watere al byflowe
With
water surrounded
Al with Sarazines kyn,kin
And none londisse
mennative
To dai for to pinetorment
line640Thee and alle thine.
Hi gonne me assaille:attack
Mi swerd me nolde
faille:would not
I smot hem alle to grunde,
Other yaf hem dithes wunde.Or gave them deadly wounds
line645That heved I thee bringehead
Of the maister
kinge.principal
Nu is thi wile iyolde,trouble rewarded
King, that thu me knighty woldest.”
A moreghe tho the
day gan springe,
In the morning when
line650The king him rod
an huntinge.
At hom lefte Fikenhild,
That was the wurste moder child.
worst
child of woman
Horn ferde
into burewent
chamber
To sen
aventure.
seek
line655He saw
Rymenild sitte
Also heo were of
witte.As if out of her mind
Heo sat on the sunnei.e., at a sunny window
With tieres al
birunne.tears covered
Horn sede, “Lef, thin ore!Beloved,
grant me your favor
line660Wi wepestu so sore?”
Heo sede, “Noght I ne wepe,I do not weep for nothing
Bute ase I lay aslepe
To the se my net I
caste,sea
And hit nolde noght ilaste;stay intact
line665A gret fiss at the furstefish
immediately
Mi net he gan to berste.burst
Ich wene that ich
schal leoseknow lose
The fiss that ich wolde cheose.”
“Crist,” quath Horn,
“and Seint Stevene
line670Turne thine swevene.Interpret
dream
Ne schal I thee biswike,deceive
Ne do that thee mislike.displease
I schal me make thin oweown
To holden and to
knowekeep
line675For everech othere wighte,Above any
other creature
And tharto mi treuthe I thee plighte.”oath pledge
Muchel was the ruthesadness
That was at thare truthe,betrothal
For Rymenhild weop ille,bitterly
line680And Horn
let the tires stille.tears stop
“Lemman,” quath he,
“dere,My love
Thu schalt more ihere.hear
Thi sweven schal
wendedream turn [favorably]
Other sum man schal us schende.Or someone will harm
us
line685The fiss that brak the lyne,
Ywis he doth us
pine.Certainly torment
That schal don us tene,cause us pain
And wurth wel sone isene.”will be seen
Aylmar rod bi
Sture,
the
Mersey
line690And Horn
lai in bure.chamber
Fykenhild hadde envye
And sede thes folye:spoke these lies
“Aylmar, ich thee warne
Horn thee wule berne:destroy
you
line695Ich herde whar he sede,
And his swerd forth leide,
To bringe thee of lyve,to kill you
And take Rymenhild to wyve.
He lith in
burelies chamber
line700Under coverturethe
bedcovers
By Rymenhild thi doghter,
And so he doth wel ofte.
And thider thu go al right,
Ther thu him finde might.
line705Thu do him ut of londe,force him out
Other he doth thee
schonde!”Before harm
Aylmar aghen gan turne
Wel modi and wel
murne.angry sorrowful
He fond Horn in armeembrace
line710On
Rymenhilde barme.bosom
“Awey ut,” he sede,
“fule theof,out foul thief
Ne wurstu me nevremore leof!Nor will you ever be dear to
me
Wend ut of my
bureGet out bower
With muchel messaventure.bad luck
line715Wel sone bute thu flitte,Unless
you flee at once
With swerde ich thee anhitte.hit
Wend ut of my londe,
Other thu schalt have schonde.”injury
Horn sadelede his stede
line720And his armes he gan sprede.armor
laid out
His brunie
he gan lacechain mail tunic
So he scholde in to
place.As if he battle
His swerd he gan fonge:grab
Nabod he noght to longe.He wasted no time
line725He yede forth blivewent
immediately
To Rymenhild his wyve.
betrothed
He sede, “Lemman derling,dear love
Nu havestu thi swevening.dream
The fiss that thi net rente,tore
line730Fram thee he me sente.
Rymenhild, have wel godne day:have a
good day
No leng abiden I ne may.No longer stay
In to uncuthe
londe,unknown
Wel more for to fonde;find
line735I schal wune therelive
Fulle seve
yere.
seven
At seve yeres ende,
Yef I ne come ne sende,If I do not return or send a
message
Tak thee husebonde;
line740For me thu ne wonde.wait
In armes thu me fonge,take
And kes me wel
longe.”kiss
Heo custe him wel a
stundekissed a while
And Rymenhild feol to grunde.
swooned
line745Horn tok
his leve:
Ne mighte he no leng bileve;longer stay
He tok Athulf, his fere,companion
Al abute the swere,neck
And sede, “Knight so trewe,
line750Kep wel mi luve newe.Take care of
Thu nevre me ne forsoke:
Rymenhild thu kep and loke.”look
after
His stede he gan bistride,mount
And forth he gan ride:
line755To the havene he ferde,harbor
went
And a god schup he
hurede,good rented
That him scholde londe
In westene
londe.western
Athulf weop with igheeyes
line760And al that him isighe.he saw
all of that
The whyght him gan stonde,seabreeze sustained him
And drof til
Hirelonde.
drove Ireland
To londe he him settedisembarked
And fot on stirop sette.
line765He fond bi the weiefound
Kynges sones tweie;two
That on him het Harild,one
called himself Harold
And that other Berild.
Berild gan him preieask
line770That he scholde him seie
What his name were
And what he wolde
there.wanted
“Cutberd,” he sede, “ich hote,I am
called
Icomen ut of the
bote,Come out boat
line775Wel feor fram biwesteFrom far
away in the west
To seche mine beste.”seek my fortune
Berild gan him nier ridenearer
And tok him by the bridel:
“Wel beo thu, knight, ifounde;
line780With me thu lef a stunde.remain a
while
Also mote I sterve,As surely as I must die
The king thu schalt serve.
Ne sagh I nevre my lyvein my life
So fair knight aryve.”
line785Cutberd heo
ladde in to halle,
And hi a kne gan falle:they on their knees
He sette him a knewelyngmade them kneel
And grette wel the gode king.
Thanne sede Berild sone:
line790“Sire King, of him thu hast to
done;do [business] with him
Bitak him thi lond
to werie;Entrust defend
Ne schal hit
noman
derie,harm
For he is the faireste man
That evre yut on
thi londe cam.”yet
line795Thanne sede the king so
dere,
“Welcome beo thu here.
Go nu, Berild, swithe,quickly
And make him ful blithe.
And whan thu farst to woghe,go wooing
line800Tak him thine glove:
Iment thu havest to
wyve,[Whatever] intention marry
Awai he schal thee dryve;
For
Cutberdes fairhedeFor the sake of;
beauty
Ne schal thee nevre wel spede.”
prosper
line805Hit was at
,
Neither more ne lasse;
Ther cam in at none
A geaunt swthe sone,giant very quickly
Iarmed fram paynymenon-Christian lands
line810And seide thes ryme:rhyme
“Site stille, Sire Kyng,
And herkne this
tything:listen to message
Her buth paens
arived;There are pagans
Wel mo thane five[knights]
line815Her beoth on the sonde,There are
sand
King, upon thy londe;
On of hem wile
fighteOne
Aghen thre
knightes.Against
Yef other thre slen ure,If your three slay our
[one]
line820Al this lond beo youre;
Yef ure on
overcometh your threo,our one three
Al this lond schal ure beo.ours
Tomoreghe be the fightinge,
Whane the light of daye springe.”
line825Thanne sede the Kyng
Thurston,
“Cutberd schal beo that on;one
Berild schal beo that other,second
The thridde Alrid his brother;
For hi beoth the
strengeste
they are
line830And of armes the beste.
Bute what schal us to rede?What advice shall we take
Ich wene we beth
alle dede.”believe
Cutberd sat at bordetable
And sede thes wordes:
line835“Sire King, hit nis no
righte
On with thre to
fighte:One
Aghen one
hunde,Against heathen hound
Thre Cristen men to fonde.attack
Sire, I schal alone,
line840Withute more ymone,companions
With mi swerd wel etheeasily
Bringe hem thre to dethe.”
The king aros amoreghe,the next morning
That hadde muchel sorghe;sorrow
line845And Cutberd
ros of bedde,
With armes he him schredde:equipped himself
Horn his brunie gan on caste,armored
corselet put on
And lacede hit wel
faste,laced
And cam to the kinge
line850At his up risinge.
“King,” he sede, “cum to felde,
For to bihelde
Hu we fighte schulle,
And togare go wulle.”together will go
line855Right at prime tide
six
a.m.
Hi gunnen ut rideThey rode out
And funden on a
grenefound
A geaunt swthe kene,giant very bold
His feren him bisidecompanions beside him
line860Hore deth to abide.Their
The ilke bataillesame battle
Cutberd gan asaille:wage
He yaf dentes inoghe;
enough blows
The knightes felle iswoghe.unconscious
line865His dent he gan withdraghe,withhold
For hi were negh
aslaghe;they nearly slain
And sede, “Knights, nu ye restenow
One while ef you leste.”For a moment if you desire
Hi sede hi nevre naddeThey never said they had
line870Of knighte dentes so harde,From a knight blows
Bote of the King
Murry,Except
from
That wes swithe
sturdy.
Who was very
He was of Hornes kunne,family
Iborn in Suddene.
line875Horn him
gan to agrise,shudder
And his blod arise.
Bivo him sagh he
stondeBefore
That driven him of londout of the land
And that his fader slogh.killed his father
line880To him his swerd he drogh.Against
He lokede on his rynge
And thoghte on Rymenhilde.
He smot him thuregh
the herte,through
That sore him gan
to smerte.sorely hurt
line885The paens that er were so sturnepagans fierce
Hi gunne awei urne;run
Horn and his compaynye
Gunne after hem wel swithe highein great haste
And sloghen alle
the hundes
killed hounds
line890Er hi here schipes funde.Before they their found
To dethe he hem alle broghte.
His fader deth wel dere hi boghte.They paid dearly for his
father’s death
Of alle the kynges knightes
Ne scathede
wer
no wighte,harmed
not a one
line895Bute his sones tweieExcept for two
Bifore him he sagh deie.die
The king bigan to greteweep
And teres for to lete.let [fall]
Me leiden hem in
bareMen funeral bier
line900And burden hem ful yare.
buried them right away
The king com into halle
Among his knightes alle.
“Horn,” he sede, “I seie thee,tell
Do as I schal rede
thee.advise
line905Aslaghen beth mine heirs,Slain are
And thu art knight of muchel pris,great value
And of grete strengthe,
And fair o bodie lengthe.
Mi rengne thu
schalt welde,kingdom rule
line910And to spuse heldereceive
Reynild, mi doghter,
That sitteth on the lofte.”in the upper room
“O Sire King, with wronge
Scholte ich hit underfonge,accept
line915Thi doghter, that ye me
bede,offer
Ower rengne for to
lede.realm govern
Wel more ich schal
thee serve,Better
Sire Kyng, or thu sterve.before you die
Thi sorwe schal wendeturn
line920Or seve yeres ende.Before
Whanne hit is wente,past
Sire King, yef me
mi rente.give reward
Whanne I thi doghter yerne,desire
Ne shaltu me hire werne.”Nor shall you refuse me
line925Cutberd
wonede therelived
Fulle seve yere
That to Rymenild he ne senteneither
sent a message
Ne him self ne wente.nor returned
Rymenild was in
Westernesse
line930With wel muchel sorinesse.great
sorrow
A king ther gan arive
That wolde hire have to wyve;marry
Aton he was with
the kingAgreed
Of that ilke
wedding.very
line935The daies were schorte,
That Rimenhild ne dorstedared
Leten in none
wise.Prevent [it]
A writ he dude devise;she dictated
Athulf hit dude write,did
line940That Horn
ne luvede noght lite.Who loved Horn not a little
Heo sende hire sondemessenger
To evereche
londeevery
To seche Horn the knight
Ther me him finde mighte.Where men
line945Horn noght
therof ne herde
Til o day that he
ferdeone went
To wude for to
schete.woods shoot
A knave
he gan imete.servant
met
Horn seden, “Leve fere,Dear
friend
line950What sechestu here?”do
you seek
“Knight, if beo thi wille,
I mai thee sone telle.
I seche fram biwestethe west
Horn of
Westernesse
line955For a maiden Rymenhild,On behalf of
That for him gan wexe wild.is going crazy
A king hire wile wedde
And bringe to his bedde,
King Modi of
Reynes,
(i.e., Furness in the northwest of England)
line960On of
Hornes enemis.
Ich habbe walke wide,far
Bi the se side;
Nis he nowar ifunde.He is not to be found
anywhere
Walawai the stunde!Alas the hour
line965Wailaway the while!time
Nu wurth Rymenild bigiled.”is
deceived
Horn iherde with his ires,heard ears
And spak with bidere tires:bitter tears
“Knave, wel thee bitide!good fortune upon you
line970Horn
stondeth thee biside.
Aghen to hure thu
turneher return
And seie that heo nu murne,not be sad
For I schal beo ther bitime,be there forthwith
A by prime.”
Sunday
line975The knave was wel blitheglad
And highede aghen blive.hurried [back] again
quickly
The se bigan to
throghesea toss
Under hire woghe.wall
The knave there gan adrinke:was drowned
line980Rymenhild
hit mighte ofthinke.regret
The see him con ded throwedid cast him dead
Under hire chambre wowe.
wall
Rymenhild undude the durepindoor pin
(bolt)
Of the hus ther heo
was in,house where she
line985To loke with hire igheeyes
If heo oght of
Horn isighe:anything could see
Tho fond heo the knave adrent,drowned
That heo hadde for Horn isent,
And that scholde Horn bringe.
line990Hire fingres heo gan wringe.
Horn cam to Thurston
the King
And tolde him this tithing.news
Tho he was iknoweThen he [Thurston] was made
aware
That Rimenhild was his oghe;[Horn’s]
own
line995Of his gode kenne[Horn told him] of
kin
The King of Suddenne,
And hu he
slogh in feldehow killed
That his fader quelde,The one who killed
And seide, “King the wise,
line1000Yeld me mi servise.Repay me
Rymenhild help me winne,
That thu noght ne linne:may you not fail me
And I schal do to spusebring about the marriage of
Thi doghter wel to huse:i.e., into a good family
line1005Heo schal to spuse havefor
a husband
Athulf, mi gode felaghe,friend
God knight mid the besteGood among
And the treweste.”most faithful
The king sede so stille,quietly
line1010“Horn,
have nu thi wille.”
He dude writes
sendewrits
Into YrlondeIreland
After knightes lighte,agile
Irisse men to
fighte.Irish
line1015To Horn
come inogheenough
That to schupe droghe.got on board
Horn dude him in the weiegot
underway
On a god galeie.good galley
The wind him gan to blowe
line1020In a litel throghe.little
while
The se bigan to possedrive
Right in to Westernesse.
Hi strike seil and
mastelower sail
And ankere gunne caste,anchor dropped
line1025Or eny day was sprungeBefore another
Other belle
irunge.Or
The word bigan to springespread
Of Rymenhilde weddinge.
Horn was in the watere,
line1030Ne mighte he come no
latere.
He let his schup
stonde,ship
And yede to
londe.went
His folk he dude abidecaused to wait
Under wude side.At the edge of the woods
line1035Horn him
yede alonewent
Also he sprunge
of stone.
As if out of
A palmere he thar
mettepilgrim
And faire hine grette:greeted him
“Palmere, thu schalt me telle
line1040Al of thine spelle.”news
He sede upon his tale,
“I come fram o brudale;bridal feast
Ich was at o wedding
Of a maide Rymenhild:
line1045Ne mighte heo adrigheavoid
That heo ne weop
with ighe.wept eyes
Heo sede that heo nolde
Ben ispused with
golde.wedded gold [ring]
Heo hadde on
husbondeone
line1050Thegh he were ut of londe.Even if
And in strong halle,
Bithinne castel
walle,Within
Ther I was atte yate,at the gate
Nolde hi me in
late.they let
line1055Modi
ihote haddecommanded
To bure that me
hire ladde:To a chamber men led her
Away I gan glide:I snuck away
That deol I nolde
abide.sorrow endure
The bride wepeth sore,
line1060And that is muche deole.”
Quath Horn, “So Crist
me rede,As Christ commands me
We schulle chaungi wede.
exchange clothing
Have her clothes
mynehere
And tak me thi
sclavyne,give cloak
line1065Today I schal ther drinke
That some hit
schulle ofthinke.”So that regret
His sclavyn he dude dun legge,lay down
And tok hit on his rigge,back
He tok Horn his clothes:[Horn’s]
line1070That nere him noght lothe.were not
displeasing to him
Horn tok burdon and scrippestaff bag
And wrong his
lippe.twisted
He makede him a ful chere,foul appearance
And al bicolmede
his swere.dirtied neck
line1075He makede him unbicomelichugly
Hes he nas
nevremore ilich.As never before like that
He com to the gateward,gatekeeper (porter)
That him answerede hard:said no
Horn bad undo softeordered quietly
line1080Mani tyme and ofte;
Ne mighte he awynnesucceed
That he come therinne.
Horn gan to the yate turnegate
And that wiket unspurne.wicket kicked
line1085The boye hit scholde abugge.bastard pay for it
Horn threw him over the briggebridge
That his ribbes him tobrake,cracked
And suthe com in
atte gate.afterwards
He sette him wel loghelow
line1090In beggeres rowe;
beggars’ row
He lokede him abutearound him
With his colmie snute;dirty nose
He segh
Rymenhild sittesaw
Ase heo were of witte,out of her mind
line1095Sore wepinge and yerne;deeply
Ne mighte hure no
man wurne.her stop
He lokede in eche halke;corner
Ne segh he nowhar
walkeNor did he see
Athulf his felawe,
line1100That he cuthe knowe.As far as
he could tell
Athulf was in the ture,tower
Abute for to purelook
After his
comynge,For
Yef schup him wolde bringe.If ship
line1105He segh the se flowesaw
And Horn nowar rowe.nowhere
He sede upon his songe:
“Horn, nu thu ert wel longe.now slow [in coming]
Rymenhild thu me tokeentrusted
line1110That I scholde loke;look
after [her]
Ich habbe ikept hure evre;
Com nu other
nevre:now or
I ne may no leng
hure kepe.longer her
For soreghe nu I
wepe.”sorrow
line1115Rymenhild
ros of benche,off
Wyn for to
schenche,Wine pour
After mete in
sale,meal hall
Bothe wyn and ale.
On horn heo bar
anhonde,
drinking horn in her hand
line1120So laghe was in londe.As was the law (custom)
Knightes and squier
Alle dronken of the ber,beer
Bute Horn alone
Nadde therof no mone.had no share
line1125Horn sat
upon the grunde;ground
Him thughte he was ibunde.tied up [in emotion]
He sede, “Quen so
hende,Queen gracious
To meward thu wende;Towards me turn
Thu yef us with the
furste;give first
line1130The beggeres beoth
ofthurste.”very thirsty
Hure horn heo leide adun,Her vessel she laid down
And fulde him of a
brunfilled from a brown bowl
His bolle of a
galun;bowl gallon
For heo wende he
were a glotoun.believed glutton
line1135Heo seide, “Have this
cuppe,
And this thing theruppe.
Ne sagh ich nevre, so ich wene,
believe
Beggere that were so kene.”bold
Horn tok hit his ifereto his
companion
line1140And sede, “Quen so dere,
Wyn nelle ich muche
ne litedesire
But of cuppe white.
Thu wenest I beo a
beggere,You think
And ich am a
fissere,
But fisherman
line1145Wel feor icome by este
Very
far east
For fissen at thi feste.
Mi net lith her bi honde,lies here at hand
Bi a wel fair stronde.shore
Hit hath ileie
therelain
line1150Fulle seve yere.seven
Ich am icome to loke
Ef eni fiss hit
toke.If
Ich am icome to fisse:
Drynke null I of
dyssh:
will not from
line1155Drink to
Horn of horne.
Feor ich am
jorne.”Far traveled
Rymenhild him gan bihelde;
Hire heorte bigan
to chelde.heart grow cold
Ne knew heo noght
his fissing,understood
line1160Ne Horn
hymselve nothing.did not recognize him
Ac wunder hire gan
thinkeBut strange she began to
Whi he bad to
Horn drinke.
demanded
Heo fulde hire
horn with wynfilled
And dronk to the pilegrym.
line1165Heo sede, “Drink thi fulle,
And suthe thu me
telletruth
If thu evre isighesaw
Horn under wude lighe.”in the
woods
Horn dronk of horn a stundeawhile
line1170And threu the ring to grunde.threw bottom [of the vessel]
He seyde, “Quen, nou sechelook at
Qwat is in thy
drenche.”
What drink
The Quen yede to
burewent bower
With hire maidenes foure.
line1175Tho fond heo what heo wolde,There
A ring igraven of
goldeengraved
That Horn of hure hadde;from her
Sore hure draddeGreatly she feared
That Horn isterve were,
dead
line1180For the ring was there.
Tho sente heo a
dameseleThen
After the palmere;pilgrim
“Palmere,” quath heo, “trewe,faithful
The ring that thu threwe,
line1185Thu seie whar thu hit
nome,took
And whi thu hider
come.”here
He sede, “Bi Seint Gile,
Giles
Ich habbe go mani
mile,gone
Wel feor by yonde westefar beyond the west
line1190To seche my beste.seek
fortune
I fond Horn child stonde
To schupeward in londe.
He sede he wolde agessetry
To arive in Westernesse.
line1195The schip nam to the flodetook to
the water
With me and Horn the gode;
Horn was sik and deide,died
And faire he me preide:requested
‘Go with the ringe
line1200To
Rymenhild the yonge.’young
Ofte he hit custe,kissed
God yeve his saule
reste!”give
soul
Rymenhild sede at the furste,right
away
“Herte, nu thu berste,burst
line1205For Horn
nastu namore,you have no more
That thee hath pined so sore.”grieved
Heo feol on hire
bedde,fell
Ther heo knif
hudde,Where hid
To sle with king lotheslay the hateful king
line1210And hureselve botheherself
In that ulke
nighte,same
If
Horn come ne mighte.In case might
not
To herte knif heo sette,
Ac Horn anon hire kepte.But
quickly caught her up
line1215He wipede that blake of his swere,dirt
neck
And sede, “Quen, so swete and dere,
Ich am Horn thin oghe.own
Ne canstu me noght knowe?Cannot you recognize me
Ich am Horn of
Westernesse;
line1220In armes thu me cusse.”kiss
Hi custe hem mid ywisseeach other certainly
And makeden muche blisse.
“Rymenhild,” he sede, “I wendewill
go
Adun to the wudes
ende:down
line1225Ther beth myne knightesare
Redi to fighte;
Iarmed under
clothe,Armed [their] clothing
Hi schulle make wrotheangry
The king and his gesteguests
line1230That come to the feste.
Today I schal hem teche
And sore hem areche.”strike
Horn sprong ut of halleout
And let his sclavin falle.beggar’s cloak
line1235The quen yede to burewent
chamber
And fond Athulf in ture.[watch]tower
“Athulf,” heo sede, “be blithehappy
And to Horn thu go wel swithe.quickly
He is under wude bogheforest glade
line1240And with him knightes
inoghe.”
Athulf bigan to springe
For the tithinge.Because of the news
After Horn he arnde anon,ran as
quickly
Also that hors
mighte gon.As
line1245He him overtok ywis;indeed
Hi makede swithe muchel blis.very much
Horn tok his preiecompany
And dude him in the weie.set them on their way
He com in wel sone:
line1250The yates were undone.gates
Iarmed ful
thikkeArmed heavily
Fram fote to the
nekke,From foot
Alle that were therin
Bithute his twelf
ferinExcept for companions
line1255And the King
Aylmare,
He dude hem alle to kare,made them all sorry
That at the feste were;
Here lif hi lete
there.They forfeited their lives
Horn ne dude no wundervengeance
line1260Of
Fikenhildes false tunge.On
Hi sworen othes holde,oaths of allegiance
That nevre ne scholde
Horn nevre bitraie,betray
Thegh he at
dithe laie.Even if death
line1265Hi runge the belle
The wedlak for to
felle;wedding carry out
Horn him yede with hiswent
with his [men]
To the kinges palais,
Ther was bridale
swete,
bridal [feast]
line1270For riche men ther ete.
Telle ne mighte tunge
That gle that ther
was sunge.joy
Horn sat on chaere,[the
king’s] chair
And bad hem alle
ihere.ordered to hear
line1275“King,” he sede, “thu
lustelisten to
A tale mid the
beste.among
I ne seie hit for no blame:blame [towards you]
Horn is mi name.
Thu me to knight hove,raised up
line1280And knighthod have proved
To thee, king, men seide
That I thee bitraide;betrayed
Thu makedest me fleme,made me an outlaw
And thi lond to reme;leave
line1285Thu wendest that I wroghte
That I nevre ne thoghte,
Bi Rymenhild for to ligge,lie
And that I withsegge.deny
Ne schal ich hit biginne,
line1290Til I
Suddene winne.
Thu kep hure a
stunde,stay for a while
The while that I fundeWhile I find my way
In to min heritage,
And to mi baronage.
line1295That lond I schal ofrecheobtain
And do mi fader wreche.avenge my father
I schal beo king of tune,town
And bere kinges crune;crown
Thanne schal Rymenhilde
line1300Ligge bi the kinge.”Lie
Horn gan to schupe draghewent to
the ship
With his Irisse felaghes,Irish men
Athulf with him, his brother:
Nolde he non other.he wanted no other
line1305That schup bigan to crude;ship
make its way
The wind him bleu lude;loudly
Bithinne daies
fiveWithin
That schup gan arive
Abute middelnighte.
line1310Horn him
yede wel righte;went immediately
He tok Athulf bi honde
And up he yede to
londe.went
Hi founde under schelde
A knight hende in
felde.skilled
line1315Op the schelde was draweUpon was
drawn
A crowch of
Jhesu Cristes lawe.
cross faith
The knight him aslepe lay
Al biside the way.
Horn him gan to takeseize
line1320And sede, “Knight, awake!
Seie what thu kepest?guard
And whi thu her
slepest?here
Me thinkth bi
thine crois lighte,
I think
That thu longest to ure Drighte.belong to our Lord
line1325Bute thu wule me schewe,Unless will
I schal thee tohewe.”hack to pieces
The gode knight up aros;
Of the wordes him gros.he was terrified
He sede, “Ich serve aghenes my wille
against
line1330Payns ful ylle.Pagans
very evil
Ich was Cristene a while:once
Tho icom to this
illeThen came island
Sarazins blake,
That dude me
forsake.made
line1335On Crist
ich wolde bileve.would
On him hi makede me reveAgainst [Horn] they made me a
guard
To kepe this
passageprotect
Fram Horn that is of age,
That wunieth biweste,
Who
lives in the west
line1340Knight with the beste;best of
knights
Hi sloghe with
here hondeThey slew their
The king of this londe,
And with him fele hundred,many hundreds
And therof is wundera marvel
line1345That he ne cometh to
fighte.
God sende him the righte,
And wind him hider
driveto here
To bringe hem of live.kill them
He sloghen Kyng
Murry,They
killed
line1350Hornes
fader, king hendy.courteous
Horn hi ut of londe sente;They
sent Horn out of the land
Twelf felawes with him wente,
Among hem Athulf the gode,
Min owene child,
my leve fode:My own dear son
line1355Ef Horn
child is hol and sund,sound
And Athulf bithute wund,without
wound
He luveth him so dere,
And is him so stere.like a guardian to him
Mighte I seon hem tweie,them both
line1360For joie I scholde deie.”
“Knight, beo thanne blithe
Mest of alle
sithe;Most times
Horn and Athulf his
ferecompanion
Bothe hi ben here.”
line1365To Horn he
gan gon
And grette him anon.right away
Muche joie hi makede there
The while hi togadere were.together
“Childre,” he sede, “hu habbe ye fare?fared
line1370That ich you segh, hit is ful
yare.It has been a long time since I saw you
Wulle ye this lond winne
And sle that ther is inne?”
He sede, “Leve Horn child,
Yut lyveth thi
moder Godhild:Yet
lives
line1375Of joie heo misteshe
might [have]
If heo thee alive wiste.”
Horn sede on his rime,speech
“Iblessed beo the
timeBlessed
I com to Suddene
line1380With mine Irisse menne:
We schulle the hundes techehounds
To speken ure
speche.our
Alle we hem schulle sle,
And al quic hem
fle.”quickly flay
line1385Horn gan
his horn to blowe;
His folk hit gan iknowe;knew it
Hi comen ut of stere,
away from the stern
Fram Hornes banere;banner
Hi sloghen and fughten,killed and fought
line1390The night and the ughten.early
morning
The Sarazins cundekind
Ne lefde ther non in th’ende.
None remained in the end
Horn let wurcheordered built
Chapeles and chirche;
line1395He let belles ringebe
rung
And masses let singe.
He com to his moder hallemother’s
In a roche
walle.rock
Corn he let
serie,Grain be carried
line1400And makede feste merie;
Murye lif he wroghte.made
Rymenhild hit dere boghte.paid
for it dearly
Fikenhild was prut on herte,arrogant
And that him dude smerte.caused him pain
line1405Yonge he yaf and elde[To] young gave [bribes]
Mid him for to helde.give allegiance
Ston he dude
lede,Stone had transported
Ther he hopede spede,to succeed
Strong castel he let sette,had built
line1410Mid see him biflette;He
filled the moat around the castle with sea water
Ther ne mighte lightenone might land
Bute foghel with flighte.Except for birds
Bute whanne the se withdrowe,drew back
Mighte come men ynoghe.enough
line1415Fikenhild
gan wendeintended
Rymenhild to schende.harm
To woghe he gan hure yerne;To woo her intensely he
began
The kyng ne dorste
him werne.dared refuse
Rymenhild was ful of mode;anxiety
line1420He wep teres of blode.She
That night Horn gan swetebegan
to sweat
And hevie for tometeheavily to dream
Of Rymenhild, his make,mate
Into schupe was
itake.Onto the ship [she] taken
line1425The schup bigan to
blenche:lurch
His lemman scholde adrenche.was about to drown
Rymenhild with hire honde
Wolde up to
londe;Wanted [to swim]
Fikenhild aghen hire peltepushed
her back
line1430With his swerdes hilte.sword’s
hilt
Horn him wok of slapewoke
from sleep
So a man that hadde rape.Like a man in a hurry
“Athulf,” he sede, “felaghe,comrade
To schupe we mote
draghe.ship must go
line1435Fikenhild
me hath idon underbetrayed
And Rymenhild to do wunder.distress
Crist, for his wundes five,
Tonight me thuder
drive.”there
Horn gan to schupe ride,
line1440His feren him biside.companions beside him
Fikenhild, or the dai gan springe,before
began
Al right he
ferde to the kinge,Immediately went
After Rymenhild the brighte,
To wedden hire bi
nighte.wed
line1445He ladde hure bi the derkeled at
night
Into his nywe werke.new fortress
The feste hi
bigunne,festivities
Er that ros the
sunne.Before
Er thane Horn hit wiste,knew
line1450Tofore the sunne upriste,Before rose
His schup stod
under tureship tower
At Rymenhilde bure.chamber
Rymenhild, litel weneth heorealizes
That Horn thanne alive beo.was
alive
line1455The castel thei ne knewe,
For he was so nywe.it was so new [to them]
Horn fond sittinde
Arnoldin,found
sitting
That was
Athulfes cosin,Who
cousin
That ther was in that tide,time
line1460Horn for
tabide.to wait for
“Horn knight,” he sede, “kinges sone,
Wel beo thu to londe icome.come
Today hath ywedde Fikenhild
Thi swete lemman Rymenhild.
line1465Ne schal I thee lie:
He hath giled thee
twie.deceived twice
This tur he let makehad built
Al for thine sake.
Ne mai ther come inne
line1470Noman with none ginne.device
Horn, nu Crist thee
wisse,guide
Of Rymenhild that thu ne misse.”lose
Horn cuthe al the listeknew cunning
That eni man of wiste.knew of
line1475Harpe he gan schewe,
bring out
And tok felawes fewe,
Of knightes swithe snellebold
That schrudde hem at wille.
Hi yeden bi the
gravelwent beach
line1480Toward the castel.
Hi gunne murie
singemerry
And makede here gleowinge.harping
Rymenhild hit gan iherehear
And axede what hi were.asked who they were
line1485Hi sede hi weren harpurs
And sume were gigours.fiddlers
He dude
Horn in lateThey
let
Right at halle gate.
He sette him on the benche,
line1490His harpe for to clenche.play
He makede Rymenhilde lay,a
song
And heo makede walaway.made a lament
Rymenhild feol yswoghefell
swooning
Ne was ther non that loughe.laughed
line1495Hit smot to Hornes hertehit
So bitere that hit smerte.
He lokede on the ringe
And thoghte on Rymenhilde:
He yede up to
bordewent table
line1500With gode swerdes orde:edge
Fikenhildes crunecrown
(head)
Ther he fulde
adune,tumbled
And al his men a rowe,in order
Hi dude adun throwe.struck down
line1505Whanne hi weren aslaghekilled
Fikenhild hi dude todraghe.tear
apart
Horn makede Arnoldin
thare
King after King Aylmare
Of al Westernesse
line1510For his meoknesse.meekness
The king and his homagevassals
Yeven Arnoldin trewage.tribute
Horn tok Rymenhild bi
the honde
And ladde hure to the stronde,shore
line1515And ladde with him
Athelbrus,
The gode stward of his hus.
The se bigan to flowe,
And Horn gan to rowe.sail
Hi gunne for to arive
They arrived
line1520Ther King Modi was sire.Where lord
Athelbrus he makede ther king
For his gode teching:
He yaf alle the knightes orefavor
For Horn knightes lore.Because
of knight Horn’s advice
line1525Horn gan
for to ride;sail away
The wind him blew wel wide.
He arivede in Yrlonde,Ireland
Ther he wo
fonde,
sorrow
Ther he dude Athulf child
caused Athulf the knight to
line1530Wedden maide
Reynild.
Horn com to
Suddenne
Among al his kenne;family
Rymenhild he makede his quene;
So hit mighte wel beon.
line1535Al folk hem mighte rewegrieve
for
That loveden hem so trewe:
Nu ben hi bothe dede —Now they
Crist to hevene hem
lede!
Her endeth the
tale of HornHere
line1540That fair was and noght
unorn.ugly
Make we us glade evre among,among us
For thus him endeth Hornes song.Horn’s
song
Jesus, that is of
hevene king,
Yeve us alle His
swete blessing.give
Amen.