The blak knychtis ſpere in pecis goñe,
With a second spear, the black knight seeks the field, closely followed by the six.
[3108] Frome o ſqwyar oñe vthir haith he toñe,
And to the feld onone he goith ful rycht;
Thir ſex with hyme ay holdith at yar mycht.
And than bygan his wonderis in the feld;
[3112] Thar was no helme, no hawbryk, nore no ſcheld,
No knight nor armour can withstand him.
Nor yhit no knycht ſo hardy, ferß, nore ſtout,
No ȝhit no maner armour mycht hald owt