Chap-books of the eighteenth century . door,asked grimly. How he durst so boldly knock at the gates ? vow- 150 CJiapBooks of the Eighteenth Century. ing he would beat his brains out. But Guy laughing at him,said, Sirrah, thou art quarrelsome; but I have a sword hasoften hewn such lubbards as you asunder:—At the same timelaying his blade about the Giants shoulders, that he bledabundantly, who being much enraged, flung his club at Guywith such force, that it beat him down; and before Guy couldrecover his fall Armarant had got up his club again. But in theend Guy killed this broad back dog, and r
Chap-books of the eighteenth century . door,asked grimly. How he durst so boldly knock at the gates ? vow- 150 CJiapBooks of the Eighteenth Century. ing he would beat his brains out. But Guy laughing at him,said, Sirrah, thou art quarrelsome; but I have a sword hasoften hewn such lubbards as you asunder:—At the same timelaying his blade about the Giants shoulders, that he bledabundantly, who being much enraged, flung his club at Guywith such force, that it beat him down; and before Guy couldrecover his fall Armarant had got up his club again. But in theend Guy killed this broad back dog, and released divers captivesthat had been in thrawldom a long time, some almost famished,and others ready to expire under various tortures. Theyreturned Guy thanks for their happy deliverance; after whichhe gave up the castle and keys to the old man and his fifteensons. Guy pursued his intended journey and coming to a grave,he took up a worm-eaten skull, which he thus addressed :—Perhaps-thou wert a Prince, or a mighty Monarch, a King,. a Duke, or a Lord !—But the King and the Beggar must allreturn to the earth ; and therefore man had need to rememberhis dying hour. Perhaps thou mightest have been a Queen, or aDutchess, or a Lady varnished with much beauty; but nowthou art worms meat, lying in the grave, the Sepolchre of allcreatures. While Guy was in this repenting solilude, fair Phillis, likea mourning widow, cloathed herself in sable attire, and vowedchastity in the absence of her beloved husband. Her whole Guy, Earl of Warwick, 151 delight was in divine meditations and heavenly consolations,praying for the welfare of her beloved Lord, fearing somesavage monster had devoured him.—Thus Phillis spent theremainder of her life in sorrow for her dear Lord \ and to shewher humility she sold her Jewels and costly robes, with whichshe used to grace King Athelstones Court, and gave the moneyfreely to the poor; she relieved the lame and the blind, thewidow and the fatherless, and a
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