XXIII.
Then was Gawayne glad,
Þenne wat3 Gawan ful glad, & gomenly he la3ed,—
"Now I þonk yow þryuandely þur3 alle oþer þynge,
Now acheued is my chaunce, I schal at your wylle
Dowelle, & elle3 do quat 3e demen."
Þenne sesed hym þe syre, & set hym bysyde,
Let þe ladie3 be fette, to lyke hem þe better;
Þer wat3 seme solace by hem-self stille;
Þe lorde let for luf lote3 so myry,