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THE ROYAL HOUSE OF FRANCE - outriders poetry project

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© 2009 Max Wickert<br />

Then Drusiana took up the aforementioned keys and listened whether any other person was stirring.<br />

When she heard that all was quiet, she went in silent secrecy to Bevis, bringing him all his armor.<br />

They went to where Swallowtail was stabled, took another fine horse for Drusiana, mounted and<br />

rode to the aforementioned gate. She was trembling all over with fright. The main gate being<br />

opened (that is, the one that could be opened with the keys that she had), they could not open the<br />

post-gate, since one of the burghers living by the gate had it. They called out to him and he came<br />

with the keys, but when he saw the lady, he said to Bevis: “Who are you? For it seems no to me<br />

honest thing to lead away this lady.” Bevis said: “Open the gate and concern yourself no further in<br />

this matter, for I go about the king’s business.”<br />

Meanwhile two of the burgher’s companions came up and spoke harshly. One of the said: “By my<br />

faith, that horse looks like Swallowtail to me,” and ran up at its side. At once the horse veered to the<br />

side and gave him a pair of kicks in the chest, so that he fell dead to the ground. Bevis drew his<br />

sword and slew the other two, snatched up the keys, opened the gate, and the rode out, taking the<br />

road toward Montefeltro. They rode all night long.<br />

When it was near dawn, Drusiana said: “I am exhausted, I can ride no further.” She dismounted and<br />

walked a while on foot, then remounted her horse. As the day brightened, she wanted to dismount<br />

again, but Bevis pointed toward the city whence they had come and said: “We must hurry and ride<br />

faster, so that people will not overtake us. And he began to comfort her and to speak cheerfully to<br />

dispel her melancholy. But she was tired out by waking and riding, and cursed the day and the hour<br />

when she fell in love with him, and blamed him for the pains that she had suffered on his behalf.<br />

Then Bevis said: “For my pains I will not blame you, however many I have suffered on your behalf,<br />

so much more do I love you and ever will love you.” At this, she smiled.

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