[1100] And sum his ſuerd goith to the belt al douñe.
For qwhen that he beholdith to the qwen,
Who had ben thore his manhed to haue sen,
His doing in to armys and his myght,
[1104] Shwld ſay in world war not ſuch o wight.
His fellows take comfort from his deeds,
His falouſchip siche comfort of his dede
Haith ton, that thei ther ennemys ne dreid;
But can them-self ay manfoly conten
[1108] In to the ſtour, that hard was to ſuſten;