Collation of Huntington Manuscript 6422 and the First Edition, 1873

Line	Huntington Manuscript 6422	First Edition, 1873
4	gallant	glorious
8	Does my grip give	Thus held up have
9	and at fair ease	and well at ease!
13	Look hard now: for like	Look, look! how like some
16	With gems sewn into every hem	Draw up their kirtles by the hem
17	Are scattering	And scatter
20	forth the pearls	very pearls
21	tight	fast
23	O sweet lids cast down	O sweet mouth! O fair lids
26	foot	ell
28	might	could
29	think	thinking
40	song	voice
41	And sky is too dark for blind people	Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes
42	there are	thereunder
47	Thy lips and thy eyes of thy loved	These lips and these eyes of the loved
51	were drawing me away	led down the weary way
59	For—	For still thy hands led down the weary way.
62	I had no shame when	I heeded not though
63		For still I dreamed of thee throughout the day
65	We walk and men cry out on this as bride	We go, and men cry gladly on the bride
75	thine	thy
76-99		cut from Huntington
101	bidpray
108	E’en as I tell of it somewhat I tremble
109	lest we, fearful of treason to the love that fulfills you
110	Should seem to make little of the love that ye give us,
111	Of your lives full of glory, of the deeds that your lifetime
112	Shall glean with forever when we are forgotten
113	Forgive it for the greatness of that	Love who compels us—
116	We thank your love, what sees our love indeed
117	Toward you, toward love, toward life of toil and need
118	We shall not falter though your poet sings
119	Of all defeat, strewing the crowns of Kings
120	About the thorny ways where Love doth wend
121	Because we know us faithful to the end
122	Toward you, toward Love, toward life of war and deed,
123	And well we deem your tale shall help our need.
125	Blushes	Shall blush
126	love	sweet
130	Our dreams	We dream
131	bliss	joy
133	bliss	love
134	the morow	tomorrow
149		O surely this morning all sorrow is hidden
150		All battle is hushed for this even at least
151		And no one this noontide may hunger unbidden
152		To the flowers and the singing and the joy of your feast
153		Where silent ye sit midst the world’s tale increased
154	To the lover unloved is your love with one blessing	Lo the lovers unloved that draw nigh for your blessing!
157	it gives	they give
158	The dream of the changing with dawning that strives	The dreams of the dawn wherein death and hope strive
161	seed still shall quicken and heard earth white shall soften
163	be glorious about my love and me
164	fair people are these	fair folk are one and all
166	Down from their shoulders But this man	And sweet they sing indeed, but he,
169	that is meseems before today	that hath been surely ere to-day
170	Yea surely and her eyes cast	And see, her wide soft eyes cast
175	within the head	indeed look from the head
180	Look	Note
183	His cheek is and his hair blanched by the sun	His cheek is, hollow with some ancient pain;
184	Yet is she happy loving such as me	The sun has burned and blanched his crispy hair
185		And over him hath swept a world of care
186		And left him careless, rugged, and her own;
187		Still fresh desired, still strange and new, though known.
188		His eyes seem dreaming of the mysteries
189		Deep in the depths of her familiar eyes,
190		Tormenting and alluring; does he dream
191		As I offtime this morn, how they would seem
192		Loved but unloving?—Nay the world’s too sweet
193		That we the ghost of such a pain should meet—
194	But now she goes and he half turning round	Behold she goes, and he too, turning round
200	Hid in the tale	His in this tale
204	Is	Be
208	no more	nought to
210	There	—Yea
212	of once mighty	wall of mighty
214	beneath	neath
216	Here	There
218	Here	There
219	Footsteps of the feet	The footprints of the
220		While o’er the sea forth went the fatal sign;
221		The asp of Egypt, the Numidian wine,
232	days agone	Gods long gone
		(*45 lines added here in Huntington that aren’t in other)
242	you	thou
245	grown and	grown heavy and
246	guard and our helping	gain and salvation
247	glooming	gloom
248	sweet	fair
250	nought at all	not an hour
251	He taketh no note of soft words or beseeching	And taketh no heed of soft words or beseeching
252	Dear	Yea look you
252	laid	late
256	To	In
256	Even	Lo, e'en
256	Even	Yea, e'en
258	have they lost all skill	Is all their skill left them?
261	to set hand to	bade him handle
264	horse	steed
266	our want was	aforetime
268	when	till
269	Yea though his brown hide thrust he the barbed spear	Then there he alone by the beech trees alighted
270		Barehanded, unarmoured, he handled the spear-shaft
271		And blew up the death on the hourn of his father
272	But	Yet
275	streams inward	is streaming
281	back	homeward
283	totters	tottereth
288	holding the tiller	with hand on the tiller
289	that I knew not scarce	grown so strange, that it scarce
295	eyes cast about	feet all uncertain
296	Dully he wended him down to the waist	And dull eye he wended him down to the midship,
299	And stared at the depths of	And stood there and stared at
300	turning around slowly went once again	Then turned, and uncertain when wandering back sternward,
304	key and the hawser was cast forth	quay and they cast forth the hawser
305	Unhappy unkingly he wended him homeward	Unkingly, unhappy he went his ways homeward
306	By	But by
309	And	There
311	That the sea air had sullied and the night dew had dulled	That the night dew had dulled the sea salt had sullied
314	is	was
316	wakened	awoke
318	chambers	window
319	Might	May
321		o'er me
323	But I saw the king stayed in the midst of his course	And I saw the king stay when his course was at swiftest.
325	in the midst	by the midmost
329	the fury flowed from him	therewith failed his fury
330	And faintly he dropped it and sank in the saddle	He dropped it and faintly sat back in the saddle
332	I took him sore grieving	sore grieving I took him
336	Unhappy unkingly	Unkingly unhappy
337	bad things	things
341	of poor folk	of the lowly
342	near well might tremble	mid the trembling of tyrants
348	grey eyes beheld	eyes were beholding
349	sweet nights that we saw not in the void of the air	strange things we beheld not about and above him
352	Or the	The
352	or the rustle	the peering, the rustle
353	leading	that gave
355	Complaining his lips crooned as onward he stumbled	His lips crooned complaining, as onward he stumbled
358	I wot help	Lords for ever! help
361	while	while, Pharamond
372		The feet of the king: will ye speak or begone?
373		I will speak at the least whoever keeps silence,
375	dream far Rough in my speech yet ready at somethings	dreaming
376	And now have I wrong let a tale in my mind	And lo now a word in my mouth is a-coming
377	To tell unto the King so what say you fair master	That the king well may hearken how sayest thou fair master
378	Whose name I mind not- shall I essay it- To the king wend with me then and I on the way	Whose name I mind not Wilt thou have me essay it
380	Will teach thee thy part in the tale I have gotten	Behold, how he cometh weighed down by his woe
381	Thour art trusty and helpful I would thou wert glad	All hail lord and master! wilt thou hearken a little
382	Goodly my lord this many of great honour	These lords high in honour whose hearts are full heavy