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A pleasant song of the valiant deeds of chivalry atchieved by that noble knight Sir Guy of Warwick who for the love of fair Phelis became a hermit and died in a cave of craggy rocke a mile distant from Warwick	A
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Was ever knight for ladyes sake	B
Soe tost in love as I Sir Guy	C
For Phelis fayre that lady bright	D
As ever man beheld with eye	C
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She gave me leave myself to try	C
The valiant knight with sheeld and speare	E
Ere that her love shee wold grant me	F
Which made mee venture far and neare	E
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Then proved I a baron bold	G
In deeds of armes the doughtyest knight	D
That in those dayes in England was	H
With sword and speare in feild to fight	D
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An English man I was by birthe	I
In faith of Christ a christyan true	E
The wicked lawes of infidells	H
I sought by prowesse to subdue	E
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'Nine' hundred twenty yeere and odde	E
After our Saviour Christ his birth	I
When King Athelstone wore the crowne	J
I lived heere upon the earth	I
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Sometime I was of Warwicke erle	K
And as I sayd of very truth	I
A ladyes love did me constraine	J
To seeke strange ventures in my youth	I
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To win me fame by feates of armes	H
In strange and sundry heathen lands	H
Where I atchieved for her sake	B
Right dangerous conquests with my hands	H
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For first I sayled to Normandye	C
And there I stoutlye wan in fight	E
The emperours daughter of Almaine	J
From manye a vallyant worthye knight	E
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Then passed I the seas to Greece	H
To helpe the emperour in his right	E
Against the mightye souldans hoaste	E
Of puissant Persians for to fight	E
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Where I did slay of Sarazens	H
And heathen pagans manye a man	J
And slew the souldans cozen deere	E
Who had to name doughtye Coldran	J
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Eskeldered a famous knight	E
To death likewise I did pursue	H
And Elmayne King of Tyre alsoe	H
Most terrible in fight to viewe	L
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I went into the souldans hoast	E
To death likewise I did pursue	H
And Elmayne King of Tyre alsoe	H
Most terrible in fight to viewe	L
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I went into the souldans hoast	E
Being thither on embassage sent	E
And brought his head awaye with mee	F
I having slaine him in his tent	E
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There was a dragon in that land	E
Most fiercelye mett me by the waye	C
As hee a lyon did pursue	H
Which I myself did alsoe slay	C
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Then soon I past the seas from Greece	H
And came to Pavye land aright	E
Where I the Duke of Pavye killed	E
His hainous treason to requite	E
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To England then I came with speede	E
To wedd faire Phelis lady bright	E
For love of whome I travelled farr	E
To try my manhood and my might	E
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But when I had espoused her	E
I stayd with her but fortye dayes	H
Ere that I left this ladye faire	E
And went from her beyond the seas	H
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All cladd in gray in pilgrim sort	E
My voyage from her I did take	B
Unto the blessed Holy Land	E
For Jesus Christ my Saviours sake	B
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Where I Erle Jonas did redeeme	F
And all his sonnes which were fifteene	J
Who with the cruell Sarazens	H
In prisons for long time had beene	J
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I slew the giant Amarant	E
In battel fiercelye hand to hand	E
And doughty Barknard killed I	C
A treacherous knight of Pavye land	E
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Then I to England came againe	J
And here with Colbronde fell I fought	E
An ugly gyant which the Danes	H
Had for their champion hither brought	E
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I overcame him in the field	E
And slewe him soone right valliantlye	C
Wherebye this land I did redeeme	F
From Danish tribute utterlye	C
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And afterwards I offered upp	M
The use of weapons solemnlye	C
At Winchester whereas I fought	E
In sight of manye farr and nye	C
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'But first ' near Windsor I did slaye	C
A bore of passing might and strength	I
Whose like in England never was	H
For hugenesse both in bredth and length	I
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Some of his bones in Warwicke yett	E
Within the castle there doe lye	C
One of his sheeld bones to this day	E
Hangs in the citye of Coventrye	C
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On Dunsmore heath I alsoe slewe	L
A monstrous wyld and cruell beast	E
Calld the Dun cow of Dunsmore heath	I
Which manye people had opprest	E
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Some of her bones in Warwicke yett	E
Still for a monument doe lye	C
And there exposed to lookers viewe	L
As wonderous strange they may espye	C
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A dragon in Northumberland	E
I alsoe did in fight destroye	C
Which did bothe man and beast oppresse	H
And all the countrye sore annoye	C
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At length to Warwicke I did come	F
Like pilgrim poore and was not knowne	J
And there I lived a hermitts life	N
A mile and more out of the towne	J
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Where with my hands I hewed a house	H
Out of a craggy rocke of stone	J
And lived like a palmer poore	E
WIthin that cave myself alone	J
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And daylye came to begg my bread	E
Of Phelis att my castle gate	E
Not knowne unto my loved wiffe	N
Who dailye mourned for her mate	E
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Till att the last I fell sore sicke	B
Yea sicke soe sore that I must dye	C
I sent to her a ring of golde	E
By which shee knewe me presentlye	C
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Then shee repairing to the cave	N
Before that I gave up the ghost	E
Herself closd up my dying eyes	H
My Phelis faire whom I lovd most	E
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Thus dreadful death did me arrest	E
To bring my corpes unto the grave	N
And like a palmer dyed I	C
Whereby I sought my soule to save	N
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My body that endured this toyle	C
Though now it be consumed to mold	E
My statue faire engraven in stone	J
In Warwicke still you may behold	E

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