Ofmach grows older.
Yeder years   yonward wend.
The longmynden lattew   lokend
but brawnfallen   & bloudshrank,
bycame fusten, forgrown   & forold,
onetil yn hys alange anleth   abhorrorful.
News comes of an invasion:
Yt betid yn a tyme   tidlie therafter
from elsehwens & eviriwise   erendrakes
famed of thys ferly:   a ferd of
nocive nomen   from nohwyther.
Thei ynkled of ynsurge   & yncreep,
the riotlich ruptioun   of Rawbone
wyth a grimful ging   of gristbyters,
motleyen mancwellers   & murdriers.
death's army plunders the borders.
A trome dyd teld   theyr tenticles
to ovirhwelve Ofmach   hys onwald.
These swang surlyngs   swencht
& dislandid the dudgen   dwellers,
wyth darksome deadlihood   derved theim
wyth evilful evest   & egromancie.
One messenger escaped.
One wakeman   wythscope
maimedlie thoes malmisch   merches.
A quickspur quinched   ovir quallmires
to deem his deme of   daungir.
Ofmach seeks Mooncow.
Ofmach hys rustburnt rapyre   rescried
& on hys beiaden bayard   besought
hys malgracyous mafflard   Mancow,
forthwythall to filst hym   to fighten agen.
Mooncow dissipates himself
Mancow miskept   als a makesport
sepulten yn a scandalld   stewhows,
boysterlie bemusken   wyth bakemeats
& ynamoraten wyth ydlement   & ydolrie.
and declines in body and mind.
Lichamlie lustick   he littend.
A wanchancie wandelard   yn wandreth,
a liguryous lolpoop   he lurdged
mong madrigallers   yn madhead
hys lifeday till lattir   Lammas.
He lives as a clown for his food
He glutlesslie gleekd   groatsworths
for fictlie fussockyng   a fabule
of how he allone   harraged
& bedidderd babberlip   Rothead, & braglie
als swilk spuriosyties   he spake
he grobbd for gallwet   gobbets.
and eats gluttonously.
He was a gutlyng hwo gloupd   guttle,
& wyth fleschments frovird   hys famblers
alday to drynk   at dyvers herbergages
& then sytten & soupen til sleep hym assail
& wanhope wake hym   with no wyll
till sloth slicken   hys sydes.
Ofmach breaks down the door
Ofmach tocwaked & turmoild   the tipplynghows,
scarboyld the snacket   & stocklock.
Brust he into the borthel   yts beddrum.
wandsomelie he wythsook   hys wagelyng.
and berates Mooncow.
Yn cowlisch cuckoldage   yow croodel
& lyke a Iohnanape   yow iobble & iabble.
Cupschotten yow are, cuntstruck   & cupidous.
Mooncow is impassive.
Mancow discaskt a dribblement   of duke.
Your wordloc woll nat   wyn mene.
Olmach pleads.
Oled frend, Ofmach   ovirsobbd,
Ich licken yow to liven   lapsiblie,
rubrified wyth rattlenoddlen   railwiferie.
Schriveleslie at schondlie   schovegroat
yow sparfel yowr soulsick   selth
He urges Mooncow to join him.
At thys, the gremeful glutter   grented.
Yow are sapped in syn   he sayed.
Graithfullie gaynstrive   ayen glutterie,
lyncwisch liss   oon latest time,
wyth me rehelm ayen rapeful   Rawbone.
Mooncow refuses
Cheerlie chavellyng   a cherrylet
he ructed: Yow rhetorize   ridicles,
yow are a forthputter   of farfetches,
a calumner. Yow ne can   convenablie
retrude mene from the rabbisch   roguehows.
Ofmach offers money, which he accepts.
Ofmach othirgate   offerd hym
a glim of gaudisch   goldlyngs.
The swyngebreech swevend   of selfglorie,
doted of douth   & divytiosytie.
Listilie he lyncwischt   hys liss.
Of Rawbone
Ravenisch Rawbone   a ramhead was,
an ugged u proarer   from Undirkyngdom,
or haplie he henst   from Hungirland.
Hys berd was brothie   & blake,
huke nebben & hellen   hys faas
wyth eyen farden als fyer   yn the furness.
& of his band.
Betwattled yn Babylonicall   blakartschip
he waged mong wolvie   woodwoses
& mortuall mahounds   wythouten milce,
the selcouthest samenyng hwich   semblen was evir.
Their depradations:
These ferdful fomen   fenked
the mirie merches   & metes of erth.
He litherlie lumperd   thurgh the land
hulsterd yn hungerbanen   hellnes
each darkschip despytouslie   deboweland
& eunuchand at ughten   umbirments.
Ofmach's lands are surrounded.
Wounder cam winterre   & wretchlie.
Ofmach hys samenyng of sweordmen   stathelfast
on the fighting feild   foregatherd.
His speech before battle.
Yn a mamblyng, he moodid   mouthlie
Time hys kynrick has clomen   cankerfret
on my breme brackmard   but
yt still slikes   strutlie. We musten
umheed the ungles of   these uproarers
hwo thynk to thrafullie   thurghgird us.
We musten wythgo   these wandelards,
waw these hwipstarts   on the warytree,
or else be eternified   yn owr earthbeds.
Yowr gomegraith   then gird, freinds,
and fare us forth   fynallie.
They advance
The taborner toclattird   hys tapskyn,
Ofmach blew bainlie   on hys breme,
& thei striddled stridelong   thurgh sniddle
the grisie ging   to grasple.
and join battle.
Wyth a leflich lust togedir   thei lacht.
Draddid thei litel deth   & doughtilie wrowt.
The charnels churrd   & chumbled
wyth atlyng of areblast   & archiers
well feathiren flanes   flung abowt,
grim arows & grai   wyth grounden heds.
The fighting is fierce:
The peopel prest   to proffren dynts.
Grieflie thei gredid   theyr greme,
but the bruterers beswarmd   the battel.
Hailschot hastiflie   abofen theim hurred
& wyrmtong wanchance   wagtaild aforn.
Death's army stands firm.
Manie a wounden wyght   walowd there.
The hoblyns hicockt   but hild ferm
& then the skuldug sceadows   scrithed
froward, & furtherforth   they fuhton.
Ofmach hys smicksmack sweord   scarkled
from mactatand murksome   malefidians.
Rawbone kills many,
Bitelbrowed   & babberlippen,
Rawbone rapelie   rived manfolk,
for greef of hys grim stroke   grunted manie.
Brast & besperpled   he theyr brayns.
He dent theyr corpusses   & clave theim,
wyth hys curtalax carf theim   to copweb,
& berked wyth bloud   was his berd.
Ofmach grows older
Swordmynden Mooncow   stayd samenlie
scruggland to splate   hys swurd
& kemp the carrionlean   cadavres.
He lankenlie lumperd   lengthway,
but rothlich Rawbone   the reapman ovir
Mooncow glibberd hys gallwet   golls
ramverst & riotlie   ribbasted hym
hwo flunged a flane   at the foemate.
Mooncow is slain.
Rawbone slifterd hym a sweng,   a swough,
halvend hys   hereweeds
& gramelie dyd gnide   hys guggle.
Hys schaft wyth scharp heod   outschot hys yie
& swithlie the slab bard   he spatcht.
Mooncow hys ynneths ischd   ynsunder.
On the ground hys goldlyngs   gliskt.
Ofmach attempts vengeance.
Gretelie agrise   & greeven Ofmach
venomlie vowd   to venge
hys steersmate but hys swurd   sunderd
awklie on the awless   auph.
Yt drew to the derk   & the daie slaked
hwen the night needelich   yt nied,
He is defeated with his army.
The skelets smoth   & slone nigh all.
Hys battle folk was berafted   & bebled.
Hys hatel heartpit   was hailschot,
tickleham he feld   flatlong
& arsewardlie, alluttirlie   arasen.
Ofmach pleads for his son.
Aslough yow have all my   anlikes.
Spear mene but spare   my soon, quod Ofmach.
Bespat & besperkled   Rawbone his brakmard.
Rawhead gloats.
The ramhead respewd   these ructatiouns:
Ich am unman, uttirlyke   uvemest:
no one can kull   or cadaverate mene.
Ich gobbon godcund   grandlyngs lyke yow,
so wythset yowr wyrmcankert   wyrdbravyng.
It is deathday,   tyme to deflower
and hend you to the hearms   of hell.
He is without mercy.
As windlestraws yowr swordfolk   ys sparpled.
Venomlie Ich vagynate   my victorsword yn yow,
& afire yow all yowr   allmightsome
hades schall be hilden   wyth yowr henches.
Thus the dricksie deaths faas   dretcht hym
and clenlie wyth a clob   crassht hym.
Ofmach dies.
Hys graveward goyng   golgothic was.
Corpswyrms & cankers   ovir hym clamb.
Dungwet dewslugs   draggled
& gleimed hym yn gliddirie   gainchares
& fynewd frothwyrms   fyggled hym.
He is shown the future
Dulce Ofmach dricksilie   diyed, but
allbefore, all hwich is   yn alwaynes
forecnowabel was futurelie   forthcast to hym
als he lay heartburnand   for herebefore.
& sees his son survive.
Nextlie, at the noontyde   of the nicht
he sawgh his so ne   supervive
& worthelie wyn   great wounders,
overlyvyng & ofsloggyng   hys opressours.
Dawn.
Twas dawyng. Daybreak   discaskt,
the daystar disembrangled   from darkschip
& crazen cocklight   crib bled onto hym.
The colefoxen   clockt & crickd.
On the grum ground   he gloomd,
hys cutbeaten corpus   carrionized.
He is laid to rest.
Hys folkmote fund hym   & forburnt
a scathefire to scwarken   hys sepulcer,
als the wyrms yn hys womb   dyd wynd.
His son burns him.
Hys son swithen hym   wyth sorwe.
To blakenes a balefire   brent hym,
thereaftre hys smoke thurificated   the weorld.
Conclusion. Of fate
Thus I, phraseman, fabulize   phantomnations.
Thus I, ynkster,   imaze yow
& rimeye royishlie   of Rothead,
of burth, buriels   & bugans.
& after fate.
Persowns headlonglie have
wayd thurgh thys wyrldschip   wastenyng
& cum to be carrionlean,   carryand
nighhwat nonethyng then   namecouthead, afore
fleschwyrms dwyne them   to forthfatherhood.