. Pearl, an English poem of the XIVth century: . 1% /TORE fen me lyste my drede aros ; I stod fill stylle & dorste not calle;Wyth yjen open & mouth fill clos,I stod as hende as hawk i« halle. ^4 I hope[d] fat gostlywatj fat porpose;I dred on-ende quat schulde byfalle,Lest ho me eschaped fat I per chos,Er I at steuen hir mojt stalle. 88 pat gracios gay wyt^-outen galle, So smofe, so smal, so seme slyjt, Rysej vp in hir araye ryalle, A p«c[«]os,pyece in perlej pyjt. 9* Perlej py^te of ryal prys pere mojt mon by grace haf sene, Quen fat firech as flor-de-lys Doun fe bonke con boje by-denc. 1
. Pearl, an English poem of the XIVth century: . 1% /TORE fen me lyste my drede aros ; I stod fill stylle & dorste not calle;Wyth yjen open & mouth fill clos,I stod as hende as hawk i« halle. ^4 I hope[d] fat gostlywatj fat porpose;I dred on-ende quat schulde byfalle,Lest ho me eschaped fat I per chos,Er I at steuen hir mojt stalle. 88 pat gracios gay wyt^-outen galle, So smofe, so smal, so seme slyjt, Rysej vp in hir araye ryalle, A p«c[«]os,pyece in perlej pyjt. 9* Perlej py^te of ryal prys pere mojt mon by grace haf sene, Quen fat firech as flor-de-lys Doun fe bonke con boje by-denc. 196 Al blysnande whyt watj hir beau mys, Vpon at sydej, & bounden bene Wyth fe myryeste margarys, at my deuyse, pat euer I sej jet with myn [ene] ; 200 Wyth lappej large, I wot & I wene, Dubbed with double perle & dyjte; Her cortel of self sute schene, Wjit^ prfcios perlej al vmbe-pyjte. 104. From Cotton MS. Nero A. x., Illustrating ll. 193-228 PEARL. 19 § IV. XVI. MORE than me pleased was now my dread;I stood full still, I dared not speak; with open eyes and fast-closed mouth, I stood as gentle as hawk in hall. A ghostly vision I trowd it was; I dreaded what might there betide, lest what I saw should me escape ere I it held within my reach; when, lo ! > that spotless child of grace,so smooth, so small, so sweetly slight,arose in all her royal array,-a precious piece, bedight with pearls. XVII Choicest pearls, of sovereign price,favourd mortal there might see,when all as fresh as a fleur-de-lysadown that bank she came white was her surcoat fine,open at sides, and nobly edgedwith pearls, the merriest, I trow,that eer I saw yet with mine eyes;ample the sleeves, I ween and wot,with double braid of pearl bedeckd ;her beauteous kirtle, matching well,with precious pearls was all bedight. 20 PERLE, XVIII. A pyjt coroune ^et wer fat gyrle, Of mariorys & non o
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