Than his kinsfolk every one,
Though they all were dead and gone.
"Sweet my sweetheart, bright of cheer.
You to seek I know not where!
Never God made that countrie,
Overland or oversea,
If I thought to light on thee,
I'd not fly thither!"
Here they speak and tell the story.
Now we will leave Aucassin, and tell of Nicolette. The ship in which Nicolette was, was the king of Carthage's, and he was her father, and she had twelve brothers, all princes or kings. When they saw Nicolette so beautiful, they did her very great honour, and made rejoicing over her; and much they questioned of her who the was; for in sooth she seemed a very noble lady and of high degree. But she could not tell them who the was; for she had been carried captive as a little child.
They sailed till they came beneath the city
