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Then turned away the Baivers and Germans And Poitevins and Bretons and Normans.

Fore all the rest, 'twas voted by the Franks That Guenes die with marvellous great pangs;So to lead forth four stallions they bade;After, they bound his feet and both his hands;Those steeds were swift, and of a temper mad;Which, by their heads, led forward four sejeants Towards a stream that flowed amid that land.

Sones fell Gue into perdition black;

All his sinews were strained until they snapped, And all the limbs were from his body dragged.

On the green grass his clear blood gushed and ran.

Guenes is dead, a felon recreant.

Who betrays man, need make no boast of that.