And over that a hauberk went
Of Jews’ work, and most excellent;
Full strong was every plate;
And over that his coat armoúre,
As white as is the lily flower,
In which he would debate.
26.
His shield was all of gold so red,
And thereon was a wild boar’s head,
A carbuncle beside;
And then he swore on ale and bread,
How that the giant should be dead,
Whatever should betide!
27.
His boots were glazed right curiously,
His sword-sheath was of ivory,
His helm all brassy bright;
His saddle was of jet-black bone,
His bridle like the bright sun shone,
Or like the clear moons light,
28.
His spear was of the cypress tree,
That bodeth battle right and free;
The point full sharp was ground;
His steed it was a dapple grey,
That goeth an amble on the way,
Full softly and full round.
29.
Lo! lordlings mine, here ends one fytte
Of this my tale, a gallant strain;
And if ye will hear more of it,
I’ll soon begin again.