Thys horne that ȝe here se,
Ther is no cockwold, fer ne nere,
Here of to drynke hath no power,
As wyde as Crystiante,
"Bot he schall spyll on euery syde;
Ffor any cas that may betyde,
Schall non therof avanse."
And ȝit, for all hys grete honour,
Hymselfe, noble kyng Arthour,