“Hwat haue ye seid,” quoth a ladde,
“Wenestu þat we ben adradde?
We shole at þis dore gonge
Maugre þin, carl, or outh longe.”
They break the door open with a boulder.
He gripen sone a bulder ston,
And let it fleye, ful god won,
Agen þe dore, þat it to-rof:
Auelok it saw, and þider drof,
Havelok seizes the bar of the door, and says,