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He assures the knight that no one is afraid of his great words.
Ande sayde, "haþel, by heuen þyn askyng is nys,
& as þou foly hat3 frayst, fynde þe be-houes;
I know no gome þat is gast of þy grete wordes.
Gif me now þy geserne, vpon gode3 halue,
& I schal bayþen þy bone, þat þou boden habbes."
Ly3tly lepe3 he hym to, & la3t at his honde;
Þen feersly þat oþer freke vpon fote ly3tis.
Now hat3 Arthure his axe, & þe halme grype3,