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King Horn

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 admiradone emir Of wordes he was bald,bold line95Horn, 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 line205Horn 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 line375Horn,” 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 line545Rymenhild,” 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 line570IgraveRymenhild 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 line1010Horn, 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.