On botouz of þe bryzt grene brayden ful ryche. & reled hy vp & doū, узе, He stemmed & con ftudie, Quo walt þer most renou. XI. 220 225 | rayfou." Ther watz lokÿg on lenpe, pe lude to be-holde, Wyth al þe wonder of þe worlde, what he worth schulde. per fore to anfware watz arze mony aþel freke, 230 235 240 & al ftouned at his steuen, & fton-ftil feten, In a fwogħ fylence pur3 þe fale riche, As al were flypped vpon flepe so flaked horlotez, I deme hit not al for doute, Bot fu for cortaysye, Bot let hy þat al schulde loute, Caft vnto þat wyze. i hyze; XII. pēn Arpo bifore be hiz dece þat auenture byholdez, & rekenly hy reu'enced, for-rad was he neu", & fayde, "wyze, welcu iwys to þis place, [fol. 94b.] Pe hede of þis oftel Artho I hat; Lizt luflych adoū, & lenge, I be praye, & quat fo by wylle is, we schal wyt aft"." Nay as help me," q pe hapel, " he þat on hyze fyttes, To wone any quyle i þis won, hit watz not my ernde ; & by burz & by burnes beft ar holden, pe wyzteft & þe worþyeft of þe worldes kynde, & here is kydde cortayfye, as I haf herd carp, I haue a haubergħ at home & a helme bope, & fayd, "f cortays knyzt, If þu craue batayl bare, Here faylez þu not to fy3t." || bi ryzt." 250 255 260 265 270 275 XIII. "Nay, frayst I no fy3t, i fayth I pe telle, Hit arn aboute on þis bench bot berdlez chylder; Here is no mon me to mach, for my3tez fo wayke. For by I craue i pis cot a cryftemas gomē, If any fo hardy i pis ho9 holdez hỹ feluen, I schal gif hy of my gyft þys giferne ryche, pis ax, þat is heue i nogh, to hondel' as hy lykes, [fol. 95.] & I fchal bide pe fyrst bur, as bare as I fitte. I quit clayme hit for eu?, kepe hit as his auen, A twelmonyth & a day; Now hyze, & let se tite Dar any her ine o3t fay." XIV. If he hem ftowned vpon fyrst, stiller were þăne 280 285 290 || barlay ; 295 300 305 Wayued his berde for to wayte, quo fo wolde ryfe? "What, is pis Arpures ho9," q be hapel bene, pat al þe ro9 rēnes of, þurz ryalmes so mony? Yo gryndel-layk, & yo greme, & yo grete wordes? So did alle þat þer were, pe kýg as kene bi kynde, pe ftod þat stif mon nere. & lere; XV. Ande fayde, "hapel, by heuen by afkyg is nys, & I schal baypen þy bone, þat þu boden habbes." 310 315 320 325 330 & sturnely sturez hit aboute, þat ftryke wyth hit þozt. Herre pen ani in þe ho9 by þe hede & more; Wyth sturne schere þer he ftod, he ftroked his berde, 335 No more mate ne difmayd for hys may dintez, pen any burne vpon bench hade brozt hy to drynk, "Wolde ze worþilych, lorde," q Gawan to be kÿg, Bid me boze fro pis benche, & ftonde by yow pere, pat I wyth oute vylanye my3t voyde þis table, & þat my legge lady lyked nat ille, I wolde com to you coufeyl, bifore yo cort ryche. Þat vnder heuen, I hope, non hazer er of wylle, Ne bett' bodyes on bent, þer baret is rered; I am þe wakkeft, I wot, & of wyt feblest, & left lur of my lyf, quo laytes be sope, Bot for as much as ze ar myn em, I am only to prayse, & fypen þis note is fo nys, p' no3t hit yow falles, & I haue frayned hit at yow fyrst, foldez hit to me, & if I carp not comlyly, let alle pis cort rych, & fypen þay redden alle fame, To ryd þe kýg wyth crou, & gif Gawan þe game. 345 350 350 ||bout blame." 265 |