麒麟小说

THE TALE（第19页）

withshot，plainedesthisdeathsosore，

whynhadinowthysentenceandthylore，

thefridayfortochiden，asdidye?

（foronafriday，soothly，slainwashe），

thenwouldishewyouhowthaticouldplain**lament

forchanticleeresdread，andforhispain。

certessuchcrynorlamentation

wasneerofladiesmade，whenilion

waswon，andpyrrhuswithhisstraightesword，

whenhehadhent*kingpriambythebeard，*seized

andslainhim（assaithuseneidos*），

*theaeneid

asmadenallthehennesintheclose，**yard

whentheyhadseenofchanticleerthesight。

butsovreignly*dameparteloteshright，***aboveallothers

fulllouderthandidhasdrubaleswife，**shrieked

whenthatherhusbandhaddelosthislife，

andthattheromanshady-burntcarthage;

shewassofulloftormentandofrage，

thatwilfullyintothefireshestart

andburntherselfewithasteadfastheart。

owoefulhennes!rightsocriedye，

as，whenthatneroburnedthecity

ofrome，criedthesenatoreswives，

forthattheirhusbandslostenalltheirlives;

withouteguiltthisnerohaththemslain。

nowwilliturnuntomytaleagain;

thesely*widow，andherdaughterstwo，*simple，honest

heardethesehennescryandmakewoe，

andatthedoorsoutstartedtheyanon，

andsawthefoxtowardthewoodisgone，