Van den vos Reynaerde (Reinaert I) vers 177-282
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External Link Do sparkle up Grinbert that tie,
Who was Reynaert's brother sone,
With honor aroughenlike languages:
"Lord Ysengrijn, you know that wale
Ende hets a wood side game:
Viants mont seit did.
Verstaet, takes form ant languages:
Ic wanted him to hanghe from a flower
When sick throats like a thief
Those others have had the most grievance.
Lord Ysengrijn, wildi angaen
Soendinc and get rid of that?"
"To that will help gherne willic."
"My oem and doesn't work him oec
Entie most others have girls,
Will be at a benefit to others
Van minen oem end of hu.
If comt he's not claghen now,
Were my oem too high
Ende was in sconinx love,
Lord Ysengrijn, when ghi does,
And wouldn't drink a coninc
Ende ghine continued to be misunderstood today,
That he got his gel so much
So dicwile with married sharp teeth,
That he did not have to be done."
Ysengrijn said: "Hebdi healed
Can marriage call so lie apapes?"
"I don't have the perpetration than helogging.
Ghi cheated on my oem
Pointing arde dicke in menegher.
Ghi mesleettene of a pladijse
Which he did their warp van der kerker,
Do ghi follow it from verren
Ende ghi that best plaice up laset,
Darghi had their aunt breathed.
Ghine still gave him still in quatet,
Without just a plaice and granite
That ghi tried to hunt him
Because ghine wasn't and liked.
Sint hoendine van eenen bake
That fat was the end of good taste
Dien ghi leit in marriage muzeele.
Do Reynaert heessheath his part
Anddwoerdi him in screen:
'He share willic hu heven gherne,
Reynaert, scone jonghelinc!
That erased offender who bake from hinc,
Becnause, so es so vet. '
Reynaerde was injury to bet
That he do good bake ghewan
In sulker worry, dating a man
Find ende warpene in sinen zac.
This pine and this discomfort
Did he have members by Ysengrijne?
Ende ondert were inheriting more than ic their rhyme.
Hey, sir, do you think this ghenouch?
However, to be more onghevouch
That you're clagitting for his wife,
That Reynaerde already has her body.
Secret, that's how he does hard.
If your makeredent is not marty,
Ic that say about war
That is longer than VII years
That Reynaert has her raw.
Because Haer Saint, that scone lady,
By my end by quade zend
Reynaert sinen wilde dede,
Wattan? That's the way there was a sciatic mind.
What languages mach daer omme wesen?
Now Lord Cuwaert makes that hase,
A claghe of honor bladder.
Whether he doesn't even read credo,
Reynaerd, who was his master,
Wasn't he allowed to blue sinen clerc?
That was injustice, and truw.
Cortoys claghet to make a sausage
Which he lost in a frost.
That claghe had just been eliminated:
And the hordi datso was stolen?
Male quesite male perdite!
Injustice works men qualify quite
Datmen has won qualic.
Who sal Reynaerde that rejuvenate
Whether he stolen will add ghinc?
Names that really parted from!
Reynaert is a courtman.
Sint that coninc sines ban
Has commanded and sinen peace,
So weetic did that he just did.
Dinc and healed, then if he were.
Hermite or clusenare.
Next to ornamental rent, he wears a hard one.
Within the next few years
Sone hat hi vleesch, no want, no tam.
That said those ghistren danen quam.
Malcroys has buried him,
Sinen castle, end has up lifting
One cluse daer he explains it.
Other bejach no other ghewin,
So wanic is, that hine has
Then karitate diemen had him.
Bleec es he, and the magher of pains.
Hunger, thirst, sharp carines
Doghet hi over sin sin
Standing right to die selves".
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