& wysse hym to sum wone.
XI.
On the morn Sir Gawayne finds himself in a deep forest, 740
Bi a mounte on þe morne meryly he rydes,
Into a forest ful dep, þat ferly watȝ wylde,
Hiȝe hilleȝ on vche a halue, & holt wodeȝ vnder,
Of hore okeȝ fill hoge a hundreth to-geder;
Þe hasel & þe haȝ-þorne were harled al samen,
With roȝe raged mosse rayled ay-where,
With mony bryddeȝ vnblyþe vpon bare twyges,