Sette þe stele to þe stone, & stalked bysyde.
When he wan to þe watter, þer he wade nolde,
He hypped ouer on hys ax, & orpedly strydeȝ,
Bremly broþe on a bent, þat brode watȝ a-boute,
on snawe.
Sir Gawayn þe knyȝt con mete.
He ne lutte hym no þyng lowe,
Þat oþer sayde, "now, sir swete,
Of steuen mon may þe trowe."