"3et firre," quod þe freke, "a forwarde we make;
Quat-so-euer I wynne in þe wod, hit worþe3 to youre3,
& quat chek so 3e acheue, chaunge me þer-forne;
Swete, swap we so, sware with trawþe,
Queþer, leude, so lymp lere oþer better."
"Bi God," quod Gawayn þe gode, "I grant þer-tylle,
& þat yow lyst forto layke, lef hit me þynkes.
"Who bringe3 vus þis beuerage, þis bargayn is maked:"
So sayde þe lorde of þat lede; þay la3ed vchone,
Þay dronken, & daylyeden, & dalten vnty3tel,1