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Arryved been this Cristen folk to londe, |
| In Surrye, with a greet solempne route, |
| And hastifliche this Sowdan sente his sonde |
| First to his mooder and all the regne aboute, |
390 | And seyde his wyf was comen, oute of doute, |
| And preyde hir for to ryde agayn the queene, |
| The honour of his regne to susteene. |
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| Arrived now are these Christian folk at land, |
| In Syria, with a great stately rout, |
| And hastily this sultan gave command, |
| First to his mother and all the realm about, |
390 | Saying his wife has come, beyond a doubt, |
| And prayed her that she ride to meet the queen, |
| That all due honour might be shown and seen. |
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