Sir Tristrem, Part 6

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Page 114 - Every archbishop and bishop of every diocese has a consistory court, held before his chancellor or commissary, in his cathedral church, or other convenient place of his diocese, for ecclesiastical causes.
Page xvii - Sir Tristrem, a Metrical Romance of the Thirteenth Century, by Thomas of Ercildoune, called the Rhymer. Edited from the Auchinleck MS. by Walter Scott, Esq., advocate : Edinburgh, 1804.
Page xxiv - Tliat blythely wild listen to me, On light lange I it began, For luf of the lewed man.
Page 91 - Him stedfastly he markt, and saw to bee A goodly youth of amiable grace...
Page 104 - The borys hede that we bryng here, Betokeneth a prince with owte pere, Ys borne this day to bye vs dere, Nowell. A bore ys a souerayn beste, And acceptable in euery feste, So mote thys lord be to moste and leste, Nowell. This borys hede we bryng with song, In worchyp of hym that thus sprang Of a virgyne to redresse all wrong, Nowell.
Page 90 - Ffowre maner bestes : of venery there are The first of hem is a hart : the second is an hare The boar is one of tho The wolf and no mo.
Page xxiii - Als thai haf wryten and sayd Haf I alle in myn Inglis layd, In symple speche as I couthe, That is lightest in mannes mouthe.
Page 99 - But one thicke nor thinne, And that is but the gargylyon to speke of all bydene. And all these others, crokes and roundelles bene.*— * Yet wold I wyt, and thou woldest me lere, The crookes and the roundels of the numbels of the dere.
Page xxvi - I must confess that, looking at the way in which the name and authority of Erceldoune were afterwards affixed to productions with which he had no connexion, Mr Wright's theory seems to me most probable, especially as this English version must have been originally by a northern writer who would be well acquainted with Thomas's name, and probably wrote soon after his death, so that the southernized transcript in the Auchinleck MS.
Page xxiv - Perfore [I] -henied wele }>e more, In strange ryme to trauayle sore; And my witte was oure thynne, So strange speche to trauayle in, And forsoth I couth noght So strange Inglis as tai wroght.