‘Lorde, it is sent to me

For a faucon shene; 485

I ne wote, so God me spede,

In what londe that they brede.’

The kynge sayde, ‘as I herde sayne, 488

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In the forest of Maudelayne 491

FRAG. 2. TORRENT GOES TO THE FOREST OF MAUDELAYNE.

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