To morn quyle þe messe-quyle, & to mete wende,
When 3e wyl, wyth my wyf, þat wyth yow schal sitte,
& comfort yow with compayny, til I to cort torne,
3e lende;
& I schal erly ryse,
On huntyng wyl I wende."
Gauayn grante3 alle þyse,
Hym heldande, as þe hende.
XXIV.
"Whatsoever," says the host, "I win in the wood shall be yours,