On a time he
went to Goshen,
and found a
"moody steward"
beating a
Hebrew.
AN time he for to lond gerſen,
to ſpeken wið hiſe kinnes men;
And ſone he cam in-to ðat lond,
A modi ſtiward he ðor fond, 2712
Betende a man wid[255] hiſe wond;
ðat ðhugte moyſes michel ſond,
He seized the
churl, slew him,
and buried him
in the sand.
And hente ðe cherl wið hiſe wond,
And he fel dun in dedes bond; 2716
[251] ðoðer?
[252] bereð?
[253] haueð?
[254] MS. ewente.
[255] wið?