And forth upon his way he glode,
As sparkle out of brond;
Upon his crest he bare a tower,
And therein sticked a lily flower,
God shield his corps fro shond.
And for he was a knight auntrous,
He n'olde slepen in none house,
But liggen in his hood,
His brighté helm was his wangér,
And by him baited his destrér