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Collation of Huntington Manuscript 6422 and the First Edition, 1873


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
65 We walk and men cry out on this as
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
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
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
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
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
And taketh no heed of soft words or
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
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
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
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
Unkingly, unhappy he went his ways
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!
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
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