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EAUE we nowe of1 Syr Gawayne in wo,

And speake we more of Syr Brandles tho,
When he with hys syster mette;

He fayed, "fye on the harlot stronge!
Yt ys pyttie thou2 lyuest fo longe,
Strypes harde I wyll the3 fette."
Het bete her bothe backe and fyde,
And than woulde he not a-byde,
But to hys father ftreight he wentte;
And he asked hym how he fared,
He fayde, "fonne, for the haue I cared,
I wende thou8 haddest be9 fhente."
Brandles fayde, "I haue beate my syster,
And the knyght, I made hym fweare,
Than 10 whan we mete a-gayne;

He and I wyll together fyght,

Tyll that11 we haue spended our12 myght,
And that one of vs be flayne."

So home they went all foure 13 together,
And eche of them helped other,

As well as they myght go;

Than the lady gate her a-waye,
They fawe her neuer after that daye,

She went wandrynge to and fro.
Alfo Syr Gawayne on 14 hys partye,
On foote he went full werylye,

Tyll he to the courte came home;

All 'hys aduentures 15 he fhewed the kinge,
That with thofe foure knyghtes he had fyghtynge,
And eche after other alone.

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And after that tyme they neuer mette more,
Full gladde were thofe knyghtes2 therfore,
[fol. 25b.] So there was made the ende ;-

I praye god geue vs1 good reste,
And those that haue harde thys lyttell Jeste,
And in hye heauen to be dwellynge;
And that we all maye, vpon domes-daye,
Come to the blyfse that lasteth aye,
Where we maye here thy' Aungels fynge.

AMEN.

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1 Three lines are here wanting. 2 Three lines again are missing.

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