← Sir Gawayne and the Green Knight / An Alliterative Romance-Poem (c. 1360 A.D.)

VI

"Madame," quod þe myry mon, "Mary yow ȝelde,

For I haf founden, in god fayth, yowre fraunchis nobele,

& oþer ful much of oþer folk fongen hor dedeȝ;

Bot þe daynté þat þay delen for my disert nysen,

Hit is þe worchyp of your-self, þat noȝt hot wel conneȝ."

"Bi Mary," quod þe menskful, "me þynk hit anoþer;

For were I worth al þe wone of wymmen alyue,

& al þe wele of þe worlde were in my honde,

& I schulde chepen & chose, to cheue me a lorde,

For þe costes þat I haf knowen vpun þe knyȝt here,

Of bewté, & debonerté, & blyþe semblaunt,

& þat I haf er herkkened, & halde hit here trwee,

Þer schulde no freke vpon folde bifore yow be chosen."

"I-wysse, worþy," quod þe wyȝe, "ȝe haf waled wel better,

Bot I am proude of þe prys þat ȝe put on me,

& soberly your seruaunt my souerayn I holde yow,

& yowre knyȝt I be-com, & Kryst yow for-ȝelde."

Þus þay meled of much-quat, til myd-morn paste,

& ay þe lady let lyk, a hym loued mych;

Þe freke ferde with defence, & feted ful fayre.

Þaȝ I were burde bryȝtest, þe burde in mynde hade,

Þe lasse luf in his lode, for lur þat he soȝt,

boute hone;
Þe dunte þat schulde hym deue,
& nedeȝ hit most be done;
Þe lady þenn spek of leue.
He granted hir ful sone.

and (?) sclulde, in MS.