The Fyre-Bough
Wolcensmen
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The greene bough
Glysteninge gold nowe
Have sweye by wyndes that rise
Beyonde the glare of erthely eyes
The ried-fyre
Slytheringe heigher
Fede wel by lims of olde
Briht with a fyre-bough of gold
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The wise tunge
Foretellinge deeds done
With words of wyrd, to know
Tydinges as trewe as scholde shew
And he wou'd know
The ryme and rede of a fo
And he would here
Here that are ever-nere
And he would fight
Never to cowe or to hyde
We brynge to minde the fyre-bough