Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

AND BALLADS, 35
The duke then to the river went,
And the kings fcabberd in threwe hee ; 150
But hee kept backe Excalibar,
And hid it undernethe a tree.
Then backe he came to tell the kinge,
Who fayde, Sir Lukyn fawe ye oughte ?
Nothinge, my liege, fave that the winde 155
Nowe with the angrye waters fought.
O Lukyn, Lukyn, faid the kinge,
Twice hafte thou dealt deceytfullye :
Alacke, whom may wee ever trufte,
When fuche a knighte foe falfe can bee ? 160
Saye, wouldft thou have thy mailer dead
All for a fword, that wins thine eye :
Nowe goe againe, and riirowe it in,
Or here the tone of us fhall dye.
The duke, all fhent with this rebuke, 165
No aunfwere made unto the kinge
But to the rivere tooke the fworde,
And threwe it far as he coulde flinge.
A hande and an arme did meete the fworde,
And fiourimd three times in the air; 170
Then funke bencthe the renninge flreme,
And of the duke was feene noe mair.
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