ful bene.'
Þer laþed hym fast þe lord, 335
And sayde 'With my wyf, I wene,
We schal yow wel acorde,
Þat watȝ your enmy kene.'
'Nay, for soþe,' quod þe segge, and sesed hys helme,
And hatȝ hit of hendely, and þe haþel þonkkeȝ, 340
'I haf soiorned sadly; sele yow bytyde!
And He ȝelde hit yow ȝare þat ȝarkkeȝ al menskes!
And comaundeȝ me to þat cortays, your comlych fere,