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When these wordes was said, the Welsh king himselven
Was ware of this widerwin that warrayed his knightes; adversary; warred on
Brothely in the vale with voice he ascries: Quickly
"Viscount of Valence, envious of deedes,
The vassalage of Viterbo today shall be revenged!
Unvanquisht fro this place void shall I never." leave
Then the viscount, valiant, with a voice noble
Avoided the avauntward, enveround his horse; Left; vanguard, turned
He dressed in a derf sheld, endented with sable, strong; edged
With a dragon engoushed, dredful to shew, swollen
Devourand a dolphin with doleful lates, Devouring; expression
In sign that our soveraign sholde be destroyed,
And all done of dayes, with dintes of swordes,
For there is nought but dede there the dragon is raised! death
Then the comlich king castes in fewter,
With a cruel launce coupes full even strikes exactly
Aboven the spayre a span, among the short ribbes, Six inches above the waist, between the short ribs
That the splent and the spleen on the spere lenges! piece of armour plate
The blood sprent out and spredde as the horse springes, spurt; spread
And he sproules full spakely, but spekes he no more! sprawls; swiftly
And thus has Sir Valiant holden his avowes,
And vanquisht the Viscount that victor was holden!
Then Sir Ewain fitz Urien full enkerly rides eagerly
Anon to the Emperour his egle to touch; eagerly
Through his brode batail he buskes belive, hurries quickly
Braides out his brand with a blithe cheer, Draws
Reversed it redily and away rides,
Ferkes in with the fowl in his fair handes, Goes; i.e., the eagle
And fittes in freely on front with his feres. companions
Now buskes Sir Launcelot and braides full even hurries; pulls
To Sir Lucius the lord and lothly him hittes;
Through paunce and plates he perced the mailes stomach guard; pierced
That the proud pensel in his paunch lenges! pennon
The hed hailed out behind an half foot large, came
Through hawberk and haunch with the hard wepen;
The steed and the steren man strikes to the ground, (Lancelot) strikes
Strak down a standard and to his stale wendes! Struck; company
"Me likes well," says Sir Lot, "yon lordes are delivered! fulfilled their vows
The lot lenges now on me, with leve of my lord;
Today shall my name be laid, and my life after, laid low
But some lepe fro the life that on yon land hoves!" leap; stand
Then strekes the steren and straines his bridle, Then rushes the stern man and grips his bridle
Strikes into the stour on a steed rich, battle
Enjoined with a giaunt and jagged him through! Engaged; slashed
Jollily this gentle knight for-jousted another, outjousted
Wrought wayes full wide, warrayand knightes, attacking
And woundes all wathely that in the way standes! woefully
Fightes with all the frap a furlong of way, troop
Felled fele upon feld with his fair wepen, many
Vanquisht and has the victory of valiant knightes,
And all enverouned the vale and void when him liked. rode around; left
Then bowmen of Bretain brothely there-after quickly
Bekered with brigandes of fer in tho landes; Fought with foot-soldiers (brigands) from afar in those lands
With flones fletterd they flit full freshly thir frekes, With feathered arrows they very eagerly shoot those men
Fichen with fetheres through the fine mailes; Pierce; feathers
Such flytting is foul that so the flesh deres, contention; harms
That flow a ferrom in flankes of steedes. flew; from afar
Dartes the Dutch-men delten againes, Germans; dealt in return
With derf dintes of dede dagges through sheldes; cut
Quarrels quaintly quappes through knightes Crossbow bolts skilfully whip through knights
With iron so wekerly that wink they never. swiftly
So they shrinken for shot of the sharp arrows,
That all the sheltron shunt and shuddered at ones; troops hung back
The rich steedes rependes and rashes on armes, buck; rush
The hole hundreth on hie upon hethe ligges; whole; hastily; heath
But yet the hatheliest on hie, hethen and other, most noble hastily
All hourshes over hede, harmes to work. rush
And all these giauntes before, engendered with fendes,
Joines on Sir Jonathal and gentle knightes, Attack
With clubbes of clene steel clanked in helmes,
Crashed down crestes and crashed braines,
Killed coursers and coverd steedes, armoured
Chopped through chevalers on chalk-white steedes;
Was never steel ne steed might stand them againes,
But stonays and strikes down that in the stale hoves, astonish; troop
Til the conquerour come with his keen knightes.
With cruel countenaunce he cried full loud:
"I wend no Bretons wolde be bashed for so little, supposed; abashed
And for bare-legged boyes that on the bente hoves!" knaves; remain
He clekes out Caliburn, full clenlich burnisht, draws Excalibur
Graithes him to Golopas, that greved him most,
Cuttes him even by the knees clenly in sonder;
"Come down," quod the king, "and carp to thy feres!
Thou art too high by the half, I hete thee in trewth! promise
Thou shall be handsomer in hie, with the help of my Lord!" hastily
With that steelen brand he stroke off his hed. struck
Sterenly in that stour he strikes another.
Thus he settes on seven with his seker knightes;
Whiles sixty were served so ne sesed they never; did not cease
And thus at this joining the giauntes are destroyed, encounter
And at that journee for-jousted with gentle knightes. outjousted
Then the Romanes and the renkes of the Round Table
Rewles them in array, rereward and other, Arrange
With wight wepenes of war they wroughten on helmes, worked
Rittes with rank steel full real mailes Rip
But they fit them fair, these frek bernes, ordered themselves; bold
Fewters in freely on feraunt steedes Fix lances; iron-grey
Foines full felly with flishand speres, Duel; fiercely; flashing
Fretten off orfrayes fast upon sheldes; Cut; gold ornaments fastened
So fele fey is in fight upon the feld leved
That ech a furth in the firth of red blood runnes. every stream; forest
By that swiftely on swarth the swet is beleved, By then; ground; lifeblood
Swordes swangen in two, sweltand knightes swung; dying
Lies wide open welterand on walopand steedes; rolling about; galloping
Woundes of wale men workand sides, choice; paining
Faces fetteled unfair in feltered lockes, enclosed; matted
All craysed, for-trodden with trapped steedes, All crushed, stamped to death by armoured steeds
The fairest on folde that figured was ever, earth; created
As fer as a furlong, a thousand at ones!
By then the Romanes were rebuked at little, somewhat
Withdrawes them drerily and dreches no lenger; drearily; delay
Our prince with his power persewes them after, pursues
Prikes on the proudest with his pris knightes,
Sir Kayous, Sir Clegis, Sir Cleremond the noble,
Encounters them at the cliff with clene men of armes;
Fightes fast in the firth, frithes no wepen, spares
Felled at the first come five hundreth at ones!
And when they fande them for-set with our fers knightes, found; blockaded
Few men again fele mot fich them better, against many must pierce
Fightes with all the frap, foines with speres, troop; duel
And fought with the frekkest that to Fraunce longes. boldest
But Sir Kayous the keen castes in fewter,
Chases on a courser and to a king rides;
With a launce of Lettow he thirles his sides Lithuania; pierces
That the liver and the lunges on the launce lenges;
The shaft shuddered and shot in the shire berne, shining armour
And sought throughout the sheld and in the shalk restes. went; man
But Kayous at the in-come was keeped unfair entry; poorly protected
With a coward knight of the kith rich; Against; powerful kinsmen
At the turning that time the traitour him hit
In through the felettes and in the flank after loins; lower belly
That the bustous launce the bewelles entamed, wild; bowels pierced
That braste at the brawling and broke in the middes. middle
Sir Kayous knew well by that kidd wound infamous
That he was dede of the dint and done out of life;
Then he raikes in array and on row rides, goes; at the rank
On this real renk his dede to revenge: royal person
"Keep thee, coward!" he calles him soon, Defend yourself
Cleves him with his clere brand clenlich in sonder:
"Had thou well delt thy dint with thy handes,
I had forgiven thee my dede, by Crist now of heven!" death
He wendes to the wise king and winly him greetes: pleasantly
"I am wathely wounded, waresh mon I never; woefully; recover may
Work now thy worship, as the world askes, requires
And bring me to burial; bid I no more. ask
Greet well my lady the queen, yif thee world happen, if you survive
And all the burlich birdes that to her bowr longes; stately maids
And my worthily wife, that wrathed me never, worthy; angered
Bid her for her worship work for my soul!"
The kinges confessour come with Crist in his handes, i.e., the Host
For to comfort the knight, kend him the wordes; told; i.e., absolution
The knight covered on his knees with a kaunt herte, arose to; stout
And caught his Creatour that comfortes us all.
Then romes the rich king for rewth at his herte, bellows
Rides into rout his dede to revenge,
Pressed into the plump and with a prince meetes crowd
That was eier of Egypt in those este marches, heir; east
Cleves him with Caliburn clenlich in sonder! Excalibur
He broches even through the berne and the saddle bristes,
And at the back of the blonk the bewelles entamed! bowels pierced
Manly in his malencoly he meetes another; rage
The middle of that mighty that him much greved
He merkes through the mailes the middes in sonder, slashes; middle
That the middes of the man on the mount falles, ground
The tother half of the haunch on the horse leved; other; remained
Of that hurt, as I hope, heles he never! suppose
He shot through the sheltrons with his sharp wepen, troops
Shalkes he shrede through and shrinked mailes; Men; cut; wrinkled
Banners he bore down, brittened sheldes; destroyed
Brothely with brown steel his brethe he there wrekes; shining; anger
Wrothely he writhes by wightness of strenghe, Wrathfully
Woundes these widerwinnes, warrayed knightes adversaries, attacked
Threped through the thickes thriteen sithes, Fought; crouds; times
Thringes throly in the throng and chis even after! Presses hard; pushes
Then Sir Gawain the good with worshipful knightes
Wendes in the avauntward by tho wood hemmes, vanguard; edges
Was ware of Sir Lucius on land there he hoves
With lordes and lege-men that to himself longed.
Then the Emperour enkerly askes him soon: eagerly
"What will thou, Wawain? Work for thy wepen? do you want
I wot by thy wavering thou wilnes after sorrow; roving; want
I shall be wroken on thee, wretch for all thy grete wordes!" Avenged
He laght out a long sword and lushed on fast, took out; lashed
And Sir Lionel in the land lordly him strikes,
Hittes him on the hed that the helm bristes,
Hurtes his herne-pan an hand-bred large! skull; hand's breadth deep
Thus he layes on the lump and lordly them served, crowd
Wounded worthily worshipful knightes,
Fightes with Florent, that best is of swordes,
Til the fomand blood til his fist runnes! foaming
Then the Romans releved that ere were rebuked, rallied
And all torattes our men with their reste horses; scatter; rested
For they see their cheftain be chauffed so sore, bothered
They chase and chop down our chevalrous knightes!
Sir Bedvere was borne through and his breste thirled pierced
With a burlich brand, brode at the hiltes;
The real rank steel to his herte runnes, noble stout sword
And he rushes to the erthe; rewth is the more! sorrow is the greater
Then the conquerour took keep and come with his strenghes
To rescue the rich men of the Round Table,
To outraye the Emperour, yif aunter it shew, outrage; chance
Even to the egle, and "Arthur!" ascries.
The Emperour then egerly at Arthur he strikes,
Awkward on the umbrere, and egerly him hittes; Slantwise; visor
The naked sword at the nose noyes him sore; annoys
The blood of the bold king over the breste runnes,
Bebledde at the brode sheld and the bright mailes! Bloodied
Our bold king bowes the blonk by the bright bridle, turns; horse
With his burlich brand a buffet him reches blow; gives
Through the breny and breste with his bright wepen; hauberk
O slant down fro the slot he slittes him at ones! Aslant; base of throat
Thus endes the Emperour of Arthure handes, by
And all his austeren host there-of were affrayed. afraid
Now they ferk to the firth, a few that are leved,
For ferdness of our folk, by the fresh strandes; fear
The flowr of our fers men on feraunt steedes iron-grey
Followes frekly on the frekes that frayed was never. frightened
Then the kidd conquerour cries full loud:
"Cosin of Cornwall, take keep to thyselven
That no capitain be keeped for none silver, preserved
Ere Sir Kayous dede be cruelly venged!" death
"Nay," says Sir Cador, "so me Crist help!
There ne is kaiser ne king that under Crist regnes
That I ne shall kill cold-dede by craft of my handes!"
There might men see cheftains on chalk-white steedes
Chop down in the chase chevalry noble,
Romanes the richest and real kinges,
Braste with rank steel their ribbes in sonder,
Braines forbrusten through burnisht helmes, burst into pieces
With brandes forbrittened on brode in the landes; battered to death abroad
They hewed down hethen men with hilted swordes,
By hole hundrethes on hie by the holt eves; hastily; edges of the wood
There might no silver them save ne succour their lives, ransom
Sowdan, ne Sarazen, ne senatour of Rome.
Then releves the renkes of the Round Table, rally; warriors
By the rich river that runnes so fair;
Lodges them lovely by tho lighte strandes, pleasant
All on lowe in the land, those lordlich bernes. on the ground
They kaire to the carriage and took what them likes, go
Camels and cokadrisses and coffers full rich, crocodiles
Hackes and hackenays and horses of armes, Work horses
Housing and herberage of hethen kinges; lodgings
They drew out dromedaries of diverse lordes,
Moilles milk-white and marvelous bestes, Mules; beasts
Olfendes and arrabys and olyfauntes noble Camels; Arabian horses; elephants
That are of the Orient with honourable kinges.
But Sir Arthur anon ayeres thereafter advances
Even to the emperour with honourable kinges,
Laght him up full lovelyly with lordlich knightes,
And led him to the layer there the king ligges. resting place
Then harawdes hiely at hest of the lordes, heralds quickly; command
Huntes up the haythemen that on height ligges, heathens
The Sowdan of Surry and certain kinges,
Sixty of the chef senatours of Rome.
Then they buskes and bawmed thir burlich kinges, embalmed these strong
Sewed them in sendell sixty-fold after, fine linen
Lapped them in lede, less that they sholde Wrapped; lead
Change or chauffe yif they might escheve Spoil or rot before they could arrive
Closed in kestes clene unto Rome, Enclosed in chests
With their banners aboven, their badges there-under,
In what countree they kaire, that knightes might know
Ech king by his colours, in kith where he lenged.
Anon on the second day, soon by the morn, immediately at dawn
Two senatours there come and certain knightes,
Hoodless fro the hethe, ovre the holt-eves, wood's edge
Bare-foot over the bente with brandes so rich, ground
Bowes to the bold king and biddes him the hiltes. offer
Whether he will hang them or hedde or hold them on life, behead
Kneeled before the conquerour in kirtels alone, without armour
With careful countenaunce they carped these wordes:
"Two senatours we are, thy subjettes of Rome, subjects
That has saved our life by these salt strandes,
Hid us in the high wood through the helping of Crist,
Beseekes thee of succour, as soveraign and lord; Beseech
Graunt us life and limm with liberal herte, limb
For His love that thee lente this lordship in erthe!" granted
"I graunt," quod the good king, "through grace of myselven;
I give you life and limm and leve for to pass,
So ye do my message menskfully at Rome, Providing; honourably
That ilke charge that I you give here before my chef knightes."
"Yes," says the senatours, "that shall we ensure,
Sekerly by our trewthes, thy sayinges to fulfill; pledged words
We shall let for no lede that lives in erthe,
For pope ne for potestate ne prince so noble, potentate
That ne shall lely in land thy letteres pronounce,
For duke ne for douspeer, to die in the pain!"
Then the bannerettes of Bretain brought them to tents
There barbours were boun with basins on loft; barbers; ready
With warm water, iwis, they wet them full soon;
They shoven these shalkes shapely thereafter shaved; men suitably
To reckon these Romanes recreant and yelden mark; surrendered
Forthy shove they them to shew for skomfit of Rome. shaved; discomfiture
They coupled the kestes on camelles belive, chests; quickly
On asses and arrabyes, these honourable kinges; Arabian horses
The Emperour for honour all by him one,
Even upon an olyfaunt, his egle out over; elephant
Bekend them the captives, the king did himselven, Entrusted them to
And all before his keen men carped these wordes:
"Here are the kestes," quod the king, "kaire over the mountes, chests
Mette full monee that ye have mikel yerned, Measured; money; much
The tax and the tribute of ten score winteres
That was teenfully tint in time of our elders; painfully lost
Say to the senatour the citee that yemes controls
That I send him the sum; assay how him likes!
But bid them never be so bold, whiles my blood regnes family
Eft for to brawl them for my brode landes, Again
Ne to ask tribute ne tax by nokin title, no kind of
But such tresure as this, whiles my time lastes."
Now they raik to Rome the rediest wayes quickest
Knelles in the Capitol and commouns assembles, Ring bells
Soveraignes and senatours the citee that yemes, rule
Bekend them the carriage, kestes and other, Gave; baggage, chests
Als the conquerour commaunde with cruel wordes:
"We have trustily travailed this tribute to fetch, worked
The tax and the trewage of foure score winteres, tribute
Of England, of Ireland and all thir out-iles, those outer isles
That Arthur in the Occident occupies at ones.
He biddes you never be so bold whiles his blood regnes
To brawl you for Bretain ne his brode landes,
Ne ask him tribute ne tax by nokins title no kind of
But such tresure as this, whiles his time lastes.
We have foughten in Fraunce and us is foul happened,
And all our much fair folk fey are beleved;
Eschaped there ne chevalry ne cheftaines nother, Escaped; neither
But chopped down in the chase, such chaunce is befallen!
We rede ye store you of stone and stuffen your walles;
You wakens wandreth and war; be ware if you likes!" awaken trouble
In the kalendes of May this case is befallen; first day
The roy real renowned with his Round Table
On the coste of Constantine by the clere strandes Cotentin
Has the Romanes rich rebuked for ever!
When he had foughten in Fraunce and the feld wonnen
And fersely his fomen felld out of life, felled
He bides for the burying of his bold knightes,
That in batail with brandes were brought out of life.
He buries at Bayonne Sir Bedwere the rich;
The corse of Kayous the keen at Came is beleved, Caen; left
Covered with a crystal clenly all over;
His fader conquered that kith knightly with handes.
Senn in Burgoine he badde to bury mo knightes, Burgundy; abode; more
Sir Berade and Bawdwyne, Sir Bedwar the rich,
Good Sir Cador at Came, as his kind askes. Caen; race requires
Then Sir Arthur anon in the Auguste thereafter, autumn
Enteres to Almaine with hostes arrayed, Germany
Lenges at Lusheburgh to lechen his knightes, Luxembourg; heal
With his lele lege-men as lord in his owen; own (realm)
And on Cristofer day a counsel he holdes July 25
With kinges and kaisers, clerkes and other,
Commaundes them keenly to cast all their wittes
How he may conquer by craft the kith that he claimes;
But the conquerour keen, courtais and noble,
Carpes in the counsel these knightly wordes:
"Here is a knight in these cleves, enclosed with hilles, valleys
That I have covet to know because of his wordes, desire
That is Lorraine the lele, I keep not to laine. take care not to deceive
The lordship is lovely, as ledes me telles; men
I will that duchy devise and dele as me likes, divide; deal out
And senn dress with the duke, if destainy suffer; deal; destiny allow
The renk rebel has been unto my Round Table,
Redy ay with Romanes to riot my landes. to ravage
We shall reckon full rathe, if resoun so happen,
Who has right to that rent, by rich God of heven!
Then will I by Lumbardy, likand to shew, pleasing to see
Set law in the land that last shall ever,
The tyrauntes of Tuskan tempest a little, Tuscany trouble
Talk with the temporal, whiles my time lastes; temporal lords (lay rulers)
I give my protection to all the pope landes,
My rich pensel of pees my pople to shew. pennant; peace
It is a folly to offend our fader under God father
Other Peter or Paul, tho postles of Rome; Either; apostles
If we spare the spiritual we speed but the better; succeed
Whiles we have for to speke, spill shall it never!" While I have power to speak, the Church's possessions shall never be harmed
Now they speed at the spurres withouten speche more,
To the march of Meyes, these manlich knightes, region; Metz; manly
That is in Lorraine alosed as London is here, praised
Citee of that seinour that soveraign is holden. lord
The king ferkes forth on a fair steed
With Ferrer and Ferawnte and other four knightes;
About the citee tho seven they sought at the next, nearest (way)
To seek them a seker place to set with engines. secure; siege engines
Then they bended in burgh bowes of vise, town crossbows
Bekers at the bold king with bustous lates, Shoot; hostile expressions
Allblawsters at Arthur egerly shootes Arbalasters (crossbowmen)
For to hurt him or his horse with that hard wepen.
The king shunt for no shot ne no sheld askes, hangs back
But shews him sharply in his sheen weedes,
Lenges all at leisere and lookes on the walles leisure
Where they were lowest the ledes to assail.
"Sir," said Sir Ferrer, "a folly thou workes,
Thus naked in thy noblay to nighe to the walles, nobleness
Singly in thy surcote this citee to reche surcoat (i.e., without armour)
And shew thee within there to shend us all; to those within; shame
Hie us hastily henne or we mon foul happen, hence; must
For hit they thee or thy horse, it harmes for ever!"
"If thou be ferde," quod the king, "I rede thee ride utter, further back
Less that they rew thee with their round wepen. lest; harm
Thou art but a fauntekein, no ferly me thinkes! baby; wonder
Thou will be flayed for a fly that on thy flesh lightes!
I am nothing aghast, so me God help! afraid
Though such gadlinges be greved, it greves me but little; worthless men
They win no worship of me, but wastes their tackle; equipment
They shall want ere I wend, I wagen mine heved! lack (equipment); wager
Shall never harlot have happe, through help of my Lord, rascal; fortune
To kill a crownd king with crisom annointed!" holy oil
Then come the herbariours, harageous knightes, scouts; violent
The hole batailes on hie harraunt thereafter, in haste shouting
And our forreours fers upon fele halfes foragers; many sides
Come flyand before on feraunt steedes, iron-grey
Ferkand in array, thir real knightes, Going; these
The renkes renowned of the Round Table!
All the frek men of Fraunce followed thereafter,
Fair fitted on front and on the feld hoves.
Then the shalkes sharply shiftes their horses, men
To shewen them seemly in their sheen weedes;
Buskes in batail with banners displayed,
With brode sheldes enbraced and burlich helmes, on their arms; stately
With penouns and pensells of ilke prince armes, pennons; pennants
Apparelled with perry and precious stones; pearls
The launces with loraines and lemand sheldes, pennons; shining
Lightenand as the levening and lemand all ove Flashing; lightning; gleaming
Then the pris men prikes and proves their horses,
Satilles to the citee upon sere halves; Converge on; many
Enserches the suburbes sadly thereafter, Search; carefully
Discoveres of shot-men and skirmish a little, archers
Scares their skotifers and their scout-watches shield-bearers; guards
Brittenes their barrers with their bright wepens, barriers
Bette down a barbican and the bridge winnes; Beat; main gate tower
Ne had the garnison been good at the grete gates, Had not; garrison
They had won that wonne by their owen strenghe! dwelling; own
Then with-drawes our men and dresses them better,
For drede of the draw-bridge dashed in-sonder; For fear of being dashed asunder by the drawbridge
Hies to the herberage there the king hoves lodging
With his batail on high, horsed on steedes.
Then was the prince purveyed and their places nomen,
Pight paviliouns of pall and plattes in sege. Pitched tents of silk and placed (themselves) in siege
Then lenge they lordly as them lef thought, seemed good to them
Watches in ilke ward, as to the war falles,
Settes up sodenly certain engines. siege engines
On Sononday by the sun has a flethe yolden, On Sunday by the time the sun gave out a flood of light
The king calles on Florent, that flowr was of knightes: king (of Lorraine)
"The Fraunchmen enfeebleshes; ne ferly me thinkes! grow feeble; no wonder
They are unfonded folk in tho fair marches, weakened
For them wantes the flesh and food that them likes. is lacking to them
Here are forestes fair upon fele halves,
And thider fomen are fled with freelich bestes. noble beasts
Thou shall founde to the felle and forray the mountes: go; mountains; forage
Sir Ferawnte and Sir Floridas shall follow thy bridle.
Us moste with some fresh mete refresh our pople We must
That are fed in the firth with the fruit of the erthe.
There shall wend to this viage Sir Gawain himselven, journey
Warden full worshipful, and so him well seemes;
Sir Wecharde, Sir Walter, these worshipful knightes,
With all the wisest men of the west marches,
Sir Clegis, Sir Claribald, Sir Cleremond the noble,
The Capitain of Cardiff, clenlich arrayed.
Go now, warn all the watch, Gawain and other,
And wendes forth on your way withouten mo wordes."
Now ferkes to the firth these fresh men of armes,
To the felle so fawe, these freshlich bernes, mountain; colourful; eager
Through hoppes and hemland, hilles and other, valleys; borderland
Holtes and hore woodes with heslin shawes, grey; hazel copses
Through morass and moss and mountes so high,
And in the misty morning on a mede falles, meadow
Mowen and unmade, mainovred but little, (The hay) mown and unstacked, worked over but little
In swathes sweppen down, full of sweet flowres; In rows of cuttings swept down
There unbridels these bold and baites their horses. graze
To the gryging of the day that birdes gan sing dawning; did
Whiles the sours of the sun, that sande is of Crist, rising; messenger
That solaces all sinful that sight has in erthe.
Then wendes out the warden, Sir Gawain himselven,
Als he that wise was and wight, wonders to seek;
Then was he ware of a wye, wonder well armed,
Baitand on a water bank by the wood eves, Grazing his horse
Busked in breny bright to behold,
Enbraced a brode sheld on a blonk rich, Holding on his arm; horse
Withouten any berne, but a boy one servant
Hoves by him on a blonk and his spere holdes.
He bore gessenande in gold three grayhoundes of sable, couchant
With chappes and chaines of chalk-white silver, jowls; collars
A charbocle in the chef, changand of hewes, A carbuncle is in the chef (upper third of the shield), changing in colours
And a chef aunterous, challenge who likes. And (he was) an adventurous chief, challenge him who will
Sir Gawain gliftes on the gome with a glad will; looks; man
A grete spere from his groom he grippes in handes,
Girdes even over the streme on a steed rich Goes right
To that steren in stour on strenghe there he hoves, To that man, steadfast in battle, strongly he stands
Egerly on English "Arthur!" he ascries.
The tother irously answers him soon other
On the lange of Lorraine with a loud steven language; voice
That ledes might listen the lenghe of a mile: hear; length
"Whider prikes thou, pilour, that proffers so large? spur; soldier
Here pickes thou no prey, proffer when thee likes,
But thou in this peril put of the better, Unless; i.e., fight better
Thou shall be my prisoner for all thy proud lates!" appearance
"Sir," says Sir Gawain, "so me God help,
Such glaverand gomes greves me but little! chattering
But if thou graithe thy gere thee will gref happen prepare; gear
Ere thou go of this greve, for all thy grete wordes!" from; grove
Then their launces they latchen, these lordlich bernes, seize
Laggen with long speres on liard steedes, Lay on; grey
Coupen at aunter by craftes of armes Strike at random
Til both the cruel speres brusten at ones; break
Through sheldes they shot and sheered through mailes, cut
Both sheer through sholders a shaft-monde large. span (six inches) deep
Thus worthily these wyes wounded are bothen;
Ere they wreke them of wrath away will they never.
Then they raght in the rein and again rides, pulled
Redily these rathe men rushes out swordes, hasty
Hittes on helmes full hertilich dintes,
Hewes on hawberkes with full hard wepens!
Full stoutly they strike, thir steren knightes, these
Stokes at the stomach with steelen pointes, Thrust
Fighten and flourish with flamand swordes,
Til the flawes of fire flames on their helmes. gusts
Then Sir Gawain was greved and grouched full sore; angered
With Galuth his good sword grimly he strikes,
Clef the knightes sheld clenlich in sonder. Cleaved
Who lookes to the left side, when his horse launches,
With the light of the sun men might see his liver.
Then grones the gome for gref of his woundes, groans
And girdes at Sir Gawain as he by glentes, strikes; goes
And awkward egerly sore he him smites; slantwise
An alet enameld he oches in sonder, shoulder-plate; hacks
Bristes the rerebrace with the brand rich, upper arm plate
Carves off at the coutere with the clene edge elbow piece
Anentis the avawmbrace vailed with silver; Near the lower arm plate, veiled with silver
Through a double vesture of velvet rich
With the venomous sword a vein has he touched
That voides so violently that all his wit changed; empties
The vesar, the aventail, his vestures rich visor; lower face-guard
With a valiant blood was verred all over. spotted
Then this tyraunt tite turnes the bridle, quickly
Talkes untenderly and says: "Thou art touched!
Us bus have a blood-band ere thy blee change! We must have a bandage, ere your colour changes
For all the barbours of Bretain shall not thy blood staunch, barbers (surgeons)
For he that is blemist with this brode brande blinne shall he never! For he who is wounded with this broad sword shall never cease bleeding
"Ya," quod Sir Gawain, "thou greves me but little.
Thou weenes to glopin me with thy grete wordes; think to terrify
Thou trowes with thy talking that my herte talmes; suppose; falters
Thou betides torfer ere thou henne turn trouble; hence
But thou tell me tite and tarry no lenger quickly
What may staunch this blood that thus fast runnes."
"Yis, I say thee soothly and seker thee my trewth, pledge my word to you
No surgeon in Salerne shall save thee the better, Salerno
With-thy that thou suffer me for sake of thy Crist Providing; allow
To shew shortly my shrift and shape me for mine end." confession; prepare
"Yis," quod Sir Gawain, "so me God help,
I give thee grace and graunt, though thou have gref served, I give you grace and grant your life, though you have deserved grief
With-thy thou say me sooth what thou here seekes, Providing
Thus singly and sulain all thyself one, alone
And what lay thou leves on - laine not the sooth - religion; believe; hide
And what legeaunce and land and where thou art lord." allegiance
"My name is Sir Priamus, a prince is my fader, father
Praised in his partyes with proved kinges; country; experienced
In Rome there he regnes he is rich holden;
He has been rebel to Rome and ridden their landes,
Warrayand wisely winters and yeres Waging war
By wit and by wisdom and by wight strenghe
And by worshipful war his owen has he won.
He is of Alexander blood, overling of kinges; overlord
The uncle of his aiele, Sir Ector of Troy. grandfather; Hector
And here is the kinreden that I am of come, family
Of Judas and Josue, these gentle knightes; Judas Maccabeus; Joshua
I am apparent his eier, and eldes of other; his heir apparent
Of Alexandere and Afrike and all tho out-landes Alexandria
I am in possession and plenerly sesed. fully in possession
In all the pris citees that to the port longes
I shall have trewly the tresure and the landes
And both tribute and tax whiles my time lastes.
I was so hautain of herte whiles I at home lenged haughty
I held none my hip-height under heven rich; as tall as my hip
For-thy was I sent hider with seven score knightes
To assay of this war by sente of my fader; experience; assent
And I am for surquidrie shamely surprised pride shamefully captured
And by aunter of armes outrayed for ever! disgraced
Now have I told thee the kin that I of come,
Will thou for knighthede ken me thy name?" knighthood
"By Crist," quod Sir Gawain, "knight was I never!
With the kidd conquerour a knave of his chamber servant
Has wrought in his wardrope winters and yeres wardrobe
On his long armour that him best liked;
I poine all his paviliouns that to himselve pendes, pitch; tents; belong
Dightes his doublettes for dukes and erles, Put on
Aketouns avenaunt for Arthur himselven Padded jackets seemly
That he has used in war all these eight winter!
He made me yomen at Yole and gave me grete giftes, yeoman (free man); Yule
An hundreth pound, and a horse, and harness full rich."
"Yif I hap to my hele that hende for to serve If I have the good luck, for my recovery, to serve that noble (Arthur)
I be holpen in haste, I hete thee for-sooth! I will be quickly cured, I tell you truly
If his knaves be such, his knightes are noble!
There is no king under Crist may kempe with him one! battle
He will be Alexander eier that all the world louted, bowed to
Abler than ever was Sir Ector of Troy!
Now for the crisom that thou caught that day thou was cristened, holy oil
Whether thou be knight or knave knowe now the sooth." acknowledge
"My name is Sir Gawain, I graunt thee for-sooth
Cosin to the conquerour, he knowes it himselven, acknowledges
Kidd in his kalender a knight of his chamber, records
And rolled the richest of all the Round Table! recorded as
I am the douspeer and duke he dubbed with his handes
Daintily on a day before his dere knightes;
Grouch not, good sir, though me this grace happen; Grudge
It is the gift of God; the gree is his owen!" reward
"Peter!" says Priamus, "now payes me better (it) pleases
Than I of Provence were prince and of Paris rich!
For me were lever privily be priked to the herte I would rather be stabbed to the heart in private
Than ever any priker had such a prise wonnen. Than to have an ordinary soldier win such a prize
But here is herberd at hand in yon huge holtes, lodged; woods
Hole batailes on high, take heed if thee like!
The Duke of Lorraine the derf and his dere knightes, cruel
The doughtiest of Dolfinede and Dutch-men many, Dauphine (in France)
The lordes of Lumbardy that leders are holden, leaders
The garnison of Goddard gaylich arrayed, garrison; Mt. Goddard
The wyes of the Westfale, worshipful bernes, Westphalia
Of Sessoine and Suryland Sarazenes ynow; Saxony; Syria
They are numbered full nigh and named in rolles
Sixty thousand and ten, for sooth, of seker men of armes;
But if thou hie fro this hethe, it harmes us bothe, Unless
And but my hurtes be soon holpen, hole be I never! helped, healthy
Take heed to this hansemen, that he no horn blow, henchman (servant)
Or thou hiely in haste bes hewen all to peces, quickly; will be; pieces
For they are my retinues to ride where I will;
Is none redier renkes regnand in erthe;
Be thou raght with that rout, thou rides no further, If you are seized by
Ne thou bes never ransouned for riches in erthe!"
Sir Gawain went ere the wathe come where him best liked, trouble
With this worthilich wye that wounded was sore,
Merkes to the mountain there our men lenges Goes
Baitand their blonkes there on the brode mede, Grazing; mead
Lordes lenand low on lemand sheldes, leaning; gleaming
With loud laughters on loft for liking of birdes,
Or larkes, of linkwhites, that lovelich songen; linnets
And some was sleght on sleep with slight of the pople And some had fallen asleep because of the skillful singing of the creatures
That sang in the sesoun in the sheen shawes, season; shrubs
So low in the laundes so likand notes. hills; pleasing
Then Sir Wicher was ware their warden was wounded aware
And went to him weepand and wringand his handes;
Sir Wecharde, Sir Walter, these wise men of armes
Had wonder of Sir Wawain and went him againes, toward
Met him in the mid-way and marvel them thought
How he mastered that man, so mighty of strenghes.
By all the welth of the world so wo was them never: wealth
"For all our worship, iwis, away is in erthe!"
"Greve you not," quod Gawain, "for Goddes love of heven,
For this is but gosesomer and given on erles; gossamer; to be expected
Though my shoulder be shrede and my sheld thirled, cut; pierced
And the weld of mine arm workes a little, movement; hurts
This prisoner, Sir Priamus, that has perilous woundes,
Says that he has salves shall soften us bothen."
Then stertes to his stirrup sterenfull knightes, stern
And he lordly alightes and laght off his bridle, pulled
And let his burlich blonk baite on the flowres, graze
Braides off his bacenett and his rich weedes, Draws; helmet
Bounes to his brode sheld and bowes to the erthe; Leans on
In all the body of that bold is no blood leved!
Then presses to Sir Priamus precious knightes,
Avisely of his horse hentes him in armes Carefully off; take
His helm and his hawberk they taken off after,
And hastely for his hurt all his herte changed;
They laid him down in the laundes and laght off his weedes, lawn
And he lened him on long or how him best liked. stretched out
A foil of fine gold they fande at his girdle, found
That is full of the flowr of the four welle
That flowes out of Paradise when the flood rises,
That much fruit of falles that feed shall us all;
Be it frette on his flesh there sinews are entamed, rubbed; where; cut
The freke shall be fish-hole within four houres. fit as a fish
They uncover that corse with full clene handes,
With clere water a knight clenses their woundes,
Keled them kindly and comforted their hertes; Cooled
And when the carves were clene they cledde them again. wounds; clad
Barrel-ferrers they broched and brought them the wine, Wine-casks; broke open
Both brede and brawn and bredes full rich; roast; lead meat; breads
When they had eten anon they armed after. eaten
Then tho auntrend men "As armes!" ascries, those adventuring; To arms
With a clarioun clere thir knightes togeder trumpet; these
Calles to counsel and of this case telles:
"Yonder is a company of clene men of armes,
The keenest in contek that under Crist lenges; strife
In yon oken wood an host are arrayed, oak
Under-takand men of these oute-landes, Determined
As says Sir Priamus, so help Saint Peter!
Go men," quod Gawain, "and grope in your hertes search
Who shall graithe to yon greve to yon grete lordes; wood
If we get-less go home, the king will be greved empty-handed
And say we are gadlinges, aghast for a little. worthless men
We are with Sir Florent, as to-day falles,
That is flowr of Fraunce, for he fled never;
He was chosen and charged in chamber of the king
Cheftain of this journee, with chevalry noble;
Whether he fight or he flee we shall follow after;
For all the fere of yon folk forsake shall I never!" fear
"Fader," says Sir Florent, "full fair ye it tell! Father (i.e., Sir)
But I am but a fauntekin, unfraisted in armes; infant, untested
If any folly befall the faut shall be ours falt
And fremedly o Fraunce be flemed for ever! hostilely; chased
Woundes not your worship, my wit is but simple,
Ye are our warden, iwis; work as you likes."
"Ye are at the ferrest not passand five hundreth (Priamus speaks); most
And that is fully too few to fight with them all,
For harlottes and hansemen shall help but little; rascals; servants
They will hie them henn for all their grete wordes! hence
I rede ye work after wit, as wise men of armes, according to
And warpes wilily away, as worshipful knightes." go with wile
"I graunt," quod Sir Gawain, "so me God help!
But here are some galiard gomes that of the gree serves, deserve a reward
The cruelest knightes of the kinges chamber,
That can carp with the cup knightly wordes;
We shall prove today who shall the prise win!" prize
Now forreours fers unto the firth rides foragers
And fanges a fair feld and on foot lightes, take
Prikes after the prey, as pris men of armes,
Florent and Floridas, with five score knightes,
Followed in the forest and on the way foundes,
Flingand a fast trot and on the folk drives. Dashing at
Then followes fast to our folk well a five hundreth
Of frek men to the firth upon fresh horses;
One Sir Feraunt before, upon a fair steed,
Was fostered in Famacoste; the fend was his fader; Famagusta (on Cyprus)
He flinges to Sir Florent and prestly he cries: quickly
"Why flees thou, false knight? The Fend have thy soul!"
Then Sir Florent was fain and in fewter castes, eager
On Fawnell of Frisland to Feraunt he rides, i.e., his horse
And raght in the rein on the steed rich, pulled
And rides toward the rout, restes he no lenger!
Full butt in the front he flishes him even, Smack-dab; forehead; pierces
And all disfigures his face with his fell wepen! cruel weapon
Through his bright bacenett his brain has he touched, helmet
And brusten his neck-bone that all his breth stopped! broke; breath
Then his cosin ascried and cried full loud:
"Thou has killed cold-dede the king of all knightes!
He has been fraisted on feld in fifteen rewmes; tested
He fand never no freke might fight with him one! found
Thou shall die for his dede, with my derf wepen,
And all the doughty for dole that in yon dale hoves!"
"Fy," says Sir Floridas, "thou fleryand wretch! sneering
Thou weenes for to flay us, floke-mouthed shrew!" twisted-mouthed
But Floridas with a sword, as he by glentes, glides
All the flesh of the flank he flappes in sonder strikes asunder
That all the filth of the freke and fele of his guttes
Followes his fole foot when he forth rides! horse's
Then rides a renk to rescue that berne; man; man
That was Raynald of the Rodes, and rebel to Crist, Rhodes
Perverted with paynims that Cristen persewes, pagans; persecute
Presses in proudly as the prey wendes,
For he had in Prussland much prise wonnen; Prussia; praise
For-thy in presence there he proffers so large.
But then a renk, Sir Richere of the Round Table,
On a real steed rides him againes;
Through a round red sheld he rushed him soon
That the rosseld spere to his herte runnes! tempered
The renk reeles about and rushes to the erthe,
Rores full rudly but rode he no more!
Now all that is fere and unfey of these five hundreth unhurt; alive
Falles on Sir Florent and five score knightes,
Betwix a plash and a flood, upon a flat land; marshy place
Our folk fangen their feld and fought them againes; take
Then was loud upon loft "Lorraine!" ascried,
When ledes with long speres lashen togeders, rush
And "Arthur!" on our side when them ought ailed.
Then Sir Florent and Floridas in fewter they cast,
Frushen on all the frap and bernes affrayed, Rush; company
Felles five at the front there they first entered
And, ere they ferk further, fele of these other;
Brenyes brouden they briste, brittened sheldes, braided
Betes and beres down the best that them bides;
All that rewled in the rout they riden away,
So rudly they rere, these real knightes! rudely; move
When Sir Priamus, that prince, perceived their gamen, sport
He had pitee in herte that he ne durste proffer; dared
He went to Sir Gawain and says him these wordes:
"Thy pris men for thy prey put are all under;
They are with Sarazenes over-set, mo than seven hundreth
Of the Sowdanes knightes, out of sere landes;
Wolde thou suffer me, sir, for sake of thy Crist allow me
With a sop of thy men suppowel them ones." small troop; support
"I grouch not," quod Gawain, "the gree is their owen; grudge; reward
They mon have guerdons full grete graunt of my lord; should; granted by
But the frek men of Fraunce fraist themselven; But let; bold; test
Frekes fought not their fill this fifteen winter!
I will not stir with my stale half a steed lenghe, troop; length
But they be stedde with more stuff than on yon stede hoves!" beset; place
Then Sir Gawain was ware, withouten the wood-hemmes,
Wyes of the Westfale, upon wight horses, Westphalia
Walopand wodely as the way forthes, Galloping madly; goes forth
With all the wepens, iwis, that to the war longes;
The erl Antele the old the avauntward he buskes, vanguard
Ayerand on either hand eight thousand knightes; Coming
His pelours and pavisers passed all in number bowmen; shield bearers
That ever any prince lede purveyed in erthe! princely
Then the Duke of Lorraine dresses thereafter
With double of the Dutch-men that doughty were holden, double the number
Paynims of Prussland, prikers full noble, Pagans
Come prikand before with Priamus knightes.
Then said the erl Antele to Algere his brother:
"Me angers ernestly at Arthures knightes,
Thus enkerly on an host aunters themselven! Who thus eagerly
They will be outrayed anon, ere undron ring, undern (i.e., 9 A.M.)
Thus foolily on a feld to fight with us all! foolishly
But they be fesed, in fey, ferly me thinkes; If they are not defeated, in faith, it would seem to me a great wonder
Wolde they purpose take and pass on their wayes,
Prik home to their prince and their prey leve,
They might lenghen their life and losen but little, lengthen; lose
It wolde lighten my herte, so help me our Lord!"
"Sir," says Sir Algere, "they have little used
To be outrayed with host; me angers the more!
The fairest shall be full fey that in our flock rides,
Als few as they ben, ere they the feld leve!" be
Then good Gawain, gracious and noble,
All with glorious glee he gladdes his knightes:
"Glopins not, good men, for glitterand sheldes, Fear
Though yon gadlinges be gay on yon grete horses! worthless men
Bannerettes of Bretain, buskes up your hertes! buck up
Bes not baist of yon boyes ne of their bright weedes! Be; abashed by; knaves
We shall blenke their boste, for all their bold proffer, weaken; boast
Als buxom as bird is in bed to her lord! submissive; maid
Yif we fight today, the feld shall be ours,
The fekil fey shall fail and falssede be destroyed! false of faith; falsehood
Yon folk is on frontere, unfraisted them seemes; in front, untested
They make faith and faye to the Fend selven! belief
We shall in this viage victores be holden engagement
And avaunted with voices of valiant bernes, praised by
Priased with princes in presence of lordes
And loved with ladies in diverse landes!
Ought never such honour none of our elders, Possessed
Unwine ne Absolon ne none of these other!
When we are most in distress Marie we mene pray to
That is our master's saine that he much traistes, saint; trusts
Meles of that milde queen that menskes us all; Speaks; dignifies
Who-so meles of that maid, miscarries he never!"
By these wordes were said they were not fer behind, By the time that
But the lenghe of a land and "Lorraine!" ascries; length of the field
Was never such a jousting at journee in erthe
In the vale of Josephate, as gestes us telles, tales
When Julius and Joatelle were judged to die,
As was when the rich men of the Round Table
Rushed into the rout on real steedes,
For so rathely they rush with rosseld speres swiftly; tempered
That the rascal was rade and ran to the greves, fearful; woods
And kaired to that court as cowardes for ever!
"Peter!" says Sir Gawain, "this gladdes mine herte, gladdens
That yon gadlinges are gone that made grete number! worthless fellows
I hope that these harlottes shall harm us but little, suppose; low fellows
For they will hide them in haste in yon holt eves;
They are fewer on feld than they were first numbered
By fourty thousand, in faith, for all their fair hostes."
But one Jolyan of Gene, a giaunt full huge,
Has joined on Sir Gerard, a justice of Wales; judge
Through a jerownde sheld he jagges him through, gyronny; stabs
And a fine gesseraunt of gentle mailes; coat of mail
Jointer and gemous he jagges in sonder! Joint; clasp
On a jambe steed this journee he makes; swift
Thus is the giaunt for-jouste, that erraunt Jew, outjousted; wandering
And Gerard is jocound and joyes him the more.
Then the genatours of Gene enjoines at ones horse soldiers; Genoa
And ferkes on the frontere well a five hundreth; front rank
A freke hight Sir Frederik with full fele other named
Ferkes on a frush and freshlich ascries charge; eagerly
To fight with our forreours that on feld hoves; forragers
And then the real renkes of the Round Table
Rode forth full ernestly and rides them againes,
Melles with the middle-ward, but they were ill-matched; Meddles; middle guard
Of such a grete multitude was marvel to here.
Senn at the assemblee the Sarazenes discoveres
The soveraign of Sessoine that salved was never; saved
Giauntes for-jousted with gentle knightes outjousted by
Through gesserauntes of Gene jagged to the herte! hauberks; Genoa
They hew through helmes hautain bernes, haughty
That the hilted swordes to their hertes runnes!
Then the renkes renowned of the Round Table
Rives and rushes down renayed wretches; renegade
And thus they driven to the dede dukes and erles death
All the dregh of the day, with dredful workes! length
Then Sir Priamus the prince, in presence of lordes,
Presses to his penoun and pertly it hentes, pennon; openly
Reverted it redily and away rides Reversed
To the real rout of the Round Table;
And hiely his retinue raikes him after, quickly; rushes
For they his resoun had redde on his sheld rich. intent; read
Out of the sheltron they shed as sheep of a fold, poured; from
And steeres forth to the stour and stood by their lord.
Senn they sent to the duke and said him these wordes:
"We have been thy soudeours these six yere and more; mercenaries
We forsake thee today by sert of our lord. feudal service
We sew to our soveraign in sere kinges landes; follow
Us defautes our fee of this four winteres. We lack our pay
Thou art feeble and false and nought but fair wordes;
Our wages are wered out and thy war ended; worn
We may with worship wend whither us likes!
I rede thou trete of a trewe and troufle no lenger, truce; trifle
Or thou shall tinne of thy tale ten thousand ere even." lose; number
"Fy a diables!" said the duke, "the Devil have your bones!" Devil take you
The daunger of yon dogges drede shall I never!
We shall dele this day, by deedes of armes, bargain for
My dede and my duchery and my dere knightes; dukedom
Such soudeours as ye I set but at little, mercenaries; reckon
That sodenly in defaut forsakes their lord!" despite obligation
The duke dresses in his sheld and dreches no lenger, delays
Drawes him a dromedary with dredful knightes;
Graithes to Sir Gawain with full grete number Confronts
Of gomes of Gernaide that grevous are holden. Granada
Those fresh horsed men to the front rides,
Felles of our forreours by fourty at ones! forragers
They had foughten before with a five hundreth;
It was no ferly, in faith, though they faint waxen. wonder; grow faint
Then Sir Gawain was greved and grippes his spere,
And girdes in again with galiard knightes,
Meetes the Marches of Meyes and melles him through, Marquis of Metz
As man of this middle-erthe that most had greved!
But one Chastelayne, a child of the kinges chamber, young man
Was ward to Sir Wawain of the west marches,
Chases to Sir Cheldrik, a cheftain noble;
With a chasing-spere he shockes him through! hunting spear; drives
This check him escheved by chaunces of armes. defeat; achieved
So they chase that child eschape may he never; escape
But one Swyan of Swecy, with a sword edge, Sweden
The swyers swire-bone he swappes in sonder! young noble's neck-bone
He swoonand died and on the swarth lenged, turf
Sweltes even swiftly and swank he no more! Dies; worked
Then Sir Gawain gretes with his gray eyen; weeps
The guite was a good man, beginnand of armes. youth
For the chery child so his cheer changed dear
That the chilland water on his cheekes runned!
"Wo is me," quod Gawain, "that I ne witten had! known
I shall wage for that wye all that I weld, spend
But I be wroken on that wye that thus has him wounded!" avenged
He dresses him drerily and to the duke rides,
But one Sir Dolphin the derf dight him againes, cruel confronted
And Sir Gawain him gird with a grim launce
That the grounden spere glode to his herte! glided
And egerly he hent out and hurt another, pulled
An hethen knight, Hardolf, happy in armes; fortunate
Slyly in at the slot slittes him through base of throat
That the slidand spere of his hand slippes!
There is slain in that slope by sleghte of his handes hillside by skill
Sixty slongen in a slade of sleghe men of armes! slung; ditch; skillful
Though Sir Gawain were wo, he waites him by
And was ware of that wye that the child wounded,
And with a sword swiftly he swappes him through,
That he swiftly swelt and on the erthe swoones!
And then he raikes to the rout and rushes on helmes,
Rich hawberkes he rent and rased sheldes; destroyed
Rides on a randoun and his raik holdes; swiftly; course
Throughout the rereward he holdes wayes,
And there raght in the rein, this real the rich, powerful nobleman
And rides into the rout of the Round Table. i.e., back to
Then our chevalrous men changen their horses,
Chases and choppes down cheftaines noble,
Hittes full hertely on helmes and sheldes,
Hurtes and hewes down hethen knightes!
Kettle-hattes they cleve even to the shoulders; kettle-shaped helmets
Was never such a clamour of capitaines in erthe!
There was kinges sonnes caught, courtais and noble,
And knightes of the countree that knowen was rich;
Lordes of Lorraine and Lumbardy bothen
Laght was and led in with our lele knightes. Seized
Those that chased that day their chaunce was better;
Such a check at a chase escheved them never! victory; achieved
When Sir Florent by fight had the feld wonnen
He ferkes in before with five score knightes;
Their preyes and their prisoneres passes on after,
With pelours and pavisers and pris men of armes; bowmen; shield bearers
Then goodly Sir Gawain guides his knightes,
Gos in at the gainest, as guides him telles, Goes; quickest way
For gref of a garnison of full grete lordes fear; troop
Sholde not grip up his gere ne such gram work; booty; mischief
For-thy they stood at the straightes and with his stale hoved, pass
Til his preyes were past the path that he dredes.
When they the citee might see that the king seged
(Soothly the same day was with assaut wonnen), assault
An heraud hies before at heste of the lordes, herald; behest
Home at the herberage, out of the high landes, to; lodgings
Turnes tite to the tent and to the king telles quickly
All the tale soothly and how they had sped:
"All thy forreours are fere that forrayed withouten, forragers; safe
Sir Florent and Sir Floridas and all thy fers knightes;
They have forrayed and foughten with full grete number
And fele of thy fo-men has brought out of life!
Our worshipful warden is well escheved, has well succeeded
For he has won today worship for ever;
He has Dolphin slain and the duke taken! Dauphin
Many doughty is dede by dint of his handes!
He has prisoners pris, princes and erles,
Of the richest blood that regnes in erthe;
All thy chevalrous men fair are escheved,
But a child, Chastelain, mischaunce has befallen."
"Hautain," says the king, "heraud, by Crist, Valiant man; herald
Thou has heled mine herte, I hete thee for-sooth! healed; promise
I give thee in Hampton a hundreth pound large!"
The king then to assaut he sembles his knightes assault
With somercastel and sowe upon sere halves, moveable towers; shelters
Shiftes his skotiferes and scales the walles, Moves about; shield-bearers
And ech watch has his ward with wise men of armes. division; guard
Then boldly they busk and bendes engines catapults
Paises in pillotes and proves their castes. Heave; pellets; try
Ministeres and masondewes they mall to the erthe, Monasteries and hospitals they hammer to earth
Churches and chapels chalk-white blaunched, painted
Stone steeples full stiff in the street ligges,
Chambers with chimnees and many chef inns, chimneys
Paised and pelled down plastered walles; Demolished; struck
The pine of the pople was pitee for to here! pain
Then the duchess her dight with damesels rich,
The countess of Crasine with her clere maidens,
Kneeles down in the kirnelles there the king hoved, battlements
On a covered horse comlyly arrayed. armoured
They knew him by countenaunce and cried full loud:
"King crowned of kind, take keep to these wordes! by right; heed
We beseek you, sir, as soveraign and lord,
That ye save us today, for sake of your Crist!
Send us some succour and saughte with the pople, make peace
Ere the citee be sodenly with assaut wonnen!" assault
He veres his vesar with a vout noble, raises; visor; expression
With visage virtuous, this valiant berne,
Meles to her mildly with full meek wordes:
"Shall none misdo you, madame, that to me longes;
I give you charter of pees, and your chef maidens,
The childer and the chaste men, the chevalrous knightes; i.e., priests
The duke is in daunger; dredes it but little! doubt
He shall be deemed full well, dout you nought elles." fear
Then sent he on ech a side to certain lordes
For to leve the assaut; the citee was yolden yielded
(With the erle eldest son he sent him the keyes)
And sesed the same night, by sent of the lordes. seized; assent
The duke to Dover is dight and all his dere knightes,
To dwell in daunger and dole the dayes of his life.
There fled at the ferrer gate folk withouten number, farther
For ferd of Sir Florent and his fers knightes; fear
Voides the citee and to the wood runnes
With vitail and vessel, and vesture so rich; victuals; precious vessels
They busk up a banner aboven the brode gates.
Of Sir Florent, in fay, so fain was he never! happy
The knighte hoves on a hill, beheld the walles,
And said: "I see by yon sign the citee is oures!"
Sir Arthur enters anon with hostes arrayed,
Even at the undron ettles to lenge. undern (9 a.m.); intends
In eche levere on loud the king did cry division
On pain of life and limm and lesing of landes limb; loss
That no lele lege-man that to him longed,
Sholde lie by no ladies, ne by no lele maidens,
Ne by no burgess wife, better ne worse
Ne no bernes misbid that to the burgh longed. harm what
When the king Arthur had lely conquered
And the castel covered of the kith rich,
All the cruel and keen, by craftes of armes,
Capitains and constables, knew him for lord. acknowledged
He devised and delt to diverse lordes divided
A dower for the duchess and her dere childer; widow's estate
Wrought wardenes by wit to weld all the landes rule
That he had wonnen of war through his wise knightes.
Thus in Lorraine he lenges as lord in his owen,
Settes lawes in the land as him lef thought,
And on Lammas day to Lucerne he wendes, August 1
Lenges there at leisere with liking ynow. leisure; pleasure
There his galleys were graithed, a full grete number, prepared
All glitterand as glass, under green hilles,
With cabanes covered for kinges annointed cabins
With clothes of clere gold for knightes and other;
Soon stowed their stuff and stabled their horses,
Strekes streke over the streme into the strait landes. Strikes straight; narrow;
(He crosses over Lake Lucerne into Switzerland)
Now he moves his might with mirthes of herte
Over mountes so high, those marvelous wayes,
Gos in by Goddard, the garret he winnes, Mount Goddard; watch tower
Graithes the garnison grisly woundes! Deals; garrison
When he was passed the height, then the king hoves
With his hole batail beholdand about,
Lookand on Lumbardy and on loud meles:
"In yon likand land lord be I think!" I intend to be lord of that pleasing land
Then they kaire to Combe with kinges annointed, Como
That was kidd of the coste, key of all other. i.e., of Lake Como
Sir Florent and Sir Floridas then foundes before
With freke men of Fraunce well a five hundreth;
To the citee unseen they sought at the gainest, quickest way
And set an enbushment, als themselve likes, ambush
Then ishewes out of that citee, full soon by the morn; issue
Sleyly discoverers skiftes their horses; Slyly scouts manage
Then skiftes these scowerers and skippes on hilles, shift; searchers
Discoverers for skulkers that they no scathe limpen. Scout for those hiding so that no harm may befall them
Poverall and pastorelles passed on after Poor people; shepherds
With porkes to pasture at the pris gates; hogs
Boyes in the suburbes bourden full high Servants; jest
At a bore singlere that to the bente runnes. wild boar
Then brekes our bushment and the bridge winnes, breaks out; ambush
Braides into the burgh with banners displayed, Rush
Stekes and stabbes through that them again-standes; Stick; withstand
Four streetes, ere they stint, they stroyed forever!
Now is the conquerour in Combe and his court holdes Como
Within the kidd castel with kinges annointed,
Recounseles the commouns that to the kith longes, Advises
Comfortes the care-full with knightly wordes,
Made a capitain keen a knight of his owen;
But all the countree and he full soon were accorded.
The Sire of Milan herde say the citee was wonnen,
And send to Arthur certain lordes,
Grete summes of gold, sixty horses charged, laden
Besought him as soveraign to succour the pople,
And said he wolde soothly be subjet forever, subject
And make him service and suite for his sere landes; feudal homage
For Plesaunce, for Pawnce, and for Pownte Tremble, Piacenza; Ponte; Pontremole
For Pise and for Pavy he proffers full large Pisa; Pavia
Both purpure and pall and precious stones, purple dye; silk
Palfreyes for any prince and proved steedes
And ilk a yere for Milan a melion of gold, million
Meekly at Martinmas to menske with his hordes, Meekly on St. Martin's Day (November 11) to pay homage with his treasures
And ever, withouten asking, he and his eiers
Be hommagers to Arthur whiles his life lastes.
The king by his counsel a condeth him sendes, safe conduct
And he is comen to Combe and knew him as lord. Como; acknowledged
Into Tuskane he turnes when thus wel timed,
Takes townes full tite with towres full high;
Walles he welt down, wounded knightes, knocked
Towres he turnes, and tourmentes the pople, overturns
Wrought widowes full wlonk wrotherayle singen, fair misery to sing
Oft werye and weep and wringen their handes; curse
And all he wastes with war there he away rides;
Their welthes and their wonninges wandreth he wrought! dwellings; sadness
Thus they springen and sprede and spares but little, spread
Spoiles dispiteously and spilles their vines, Plunder pitilessly; destroy
Spendes unsparely that spared was long, without stinting; saved
Speedes them to Spolett with speres ynow! Spoletto
Fro Spain into Spruysland the word of him springes Prussia
And spekings of his spenses; despite is full huge. talk; spending; bitterness
Toward Viterbo this valiant aveeres the reines; turns
Avisely in that vale he vitailes his bernes, Shrewdly; victuals
With Vernage and other wine and venison baken white wine; baked
And on the Viscounte landes he vises to lenge. Viscount's; determines
Vertely the avauntward voides their horses Quickly
In the Vertenonne vale the vines i-monges; among
There sujournes this soveraign with solace in herte,
To see when the Senatours sent any wordes,
Revel with rich wine, riotes himselven, carouse
This roy with his real men of the Round Table, king
With mirthes and melody and manykin gamnes; many sorts of pleasures
Was never merrier men made on this erthe!
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