Pascent
The king marched thitherward, and Pascent fled awayward, by sea so long that he came to Ireland.
The king marched thitherward, and Pascent fled awayward, by sea so long that he came to Ireland. (Layamon's Brut, Layamon's Brut)
Was the same Pascent gone into Welsh land, and there in the same days was become outlaw. But he durst not long dwell there, for Aurelie and for Uther. (Layamon's Brut, Layamon's Brut)
To Pascent he quoth thus: "Come hither to us. (Layamon's Brut, Layamon's Brut)
I will thee tell of a joyful tiding. (Layamon's Brut, Layamon's Brut)
What shall be my meed, if I thither ride, and I so gratify thee, that I kill him?" Then answered Pascent, and toward Appas he went: "I promise thee to-day a hundred pounds, for I may, if thou me so gratifiest, that thou kill him." Troth they plight this treachery to contrive. (Layamon's Brut, Layamon's Brut)
Layamon's Brut
- attestation: The king marched thitherward, and Pascent fled awayward, by sea so long that he came to Ireland. (Layamon's Brut)
"The king marched thitherward, and Pascent fled awayward, by sea so long that he came to Ireland."
- attestation: Was the same Pascent gone into Welsh land, and there in the same days was become outlaw. But he durst not long dwell there, for Aurelie and for Uther. (Layamon's Brut)
"was the same Pascent gone into Welsh land, and there in the same days was become outlaw."
- attestation: To Pascent he quoth thus: "Come hither to us. (Layamon's Brut)
"To Pascent he quoth thus: "Come hither to us."
- attestation: I will thee tell of a joyful tiding. (Layamon's Brut)
"I will thee tell of a joyful tiding."
- attestation: What shall be my meed, if I thither ride, and I so gratify thee, that I kill him?" Then answered Pascent, and toward Appas he went: "I promise thee to-day a hundred pounds, for I may, if thou me so gratifiest, that thou kill him." Troth they plight this treachery to contrive. (Layamon's Brut)
"But what shall be my meed, if I thither ride, and I so gratify thee, that I kill him?" Then answered Pascent, and toward Appas he went: "I promise thee to-day a hundred pounds, for I may, if thou me so gratifiest, that thou kill him." Troth they plight this treachery to contrive."
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