Þe renk on his rounce hym ruched in his sadel,
& runisch-ly his rede y3en he reled aboute,
Bende his bresed bro3e3, bly-cande grene,
Wayued his berde for to wayte quo-so wolde ryse.
When non wolde kepe hym with carp he co3ed ful hy3e,
Ande rimed hym ful richley, & ry3t hym to speke:
"What, is þis Arþures hous," quod þe haþel þenne,
"Þat al þe rous rennes of, þur3 ryalmes so mony?
Where is now your sourquydrye & your conquestes,
Your gry[n]del-layk, & your greme, & your grete wordes?