He gef hit ay god chaunce!"
IV.
The gates are soon opened.
The brygge watȝ brayde doun, & þe brode ȝateȝ
Vnbarred, & born open, vpon boþe halue;
Þe burne blessed hym bilyue, & þe bredeȝ passed;
Prayses þe porter, bifore þe prynce kneled,
Gef hym God & goud day, þat Gawayn he saue;
& went on his way, with his wyȝe one,
Þat schulde teche hym to tourne to þat tene place,