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- That to my foe that gave my herte a wounde,
And namily there were none may be founde." (The Complaint of the BlacJce Knighte,) Wrestling. WRASTLING. " Wrastlen by veray force and veray might, With any yong man, were he never so wight." (The Mortice's Tale.) ♦*That was so doughti a champion, In wrastling and in fight." (The Cokeys Tale of Gamely n.)
- ' Y cryid a wrastling.^^ (Ibid.)
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- ' And met nevir man yit, that me coud tell with mowth."
(The Merchant's Second Tale.) Yock. YOXETH, (Yuck, to try and swallow when the mouth is empty, to hiccough.) " He yoxeth, and he speketh thurgh the nose. As he were on the quakke, or on the pose." (TheJReve's Tale.) You. YEIF. '* A ! Sir be yew that man ? of yeiv 1 have y herd, Gentill Sir, doutith nat, ne be nothing aferd." (The Bier chant's Second Tale,)
