Þis wat3 grayþely graunted, & Gawayn is lenged,
Bliþe bro3t wat3 hym drynk, & þay to bedde 3eden,
with li3t;
Sir G: lis & slepes,
Ful stille & softe al ni3t;
Þe lorde þat his crafte3 kepes,
Ful erly he wat3 di3t.
1 te (?).
XXIII.
After mass, a morsel he take with his men.