Ne lay þer-ute ageyn þe sternes.
A fourth he knocks down with a blow on the head.
Þe ferþe þat he siþen mette,
Wit þe barre so he him grette,
Bifor þe heued, þat þe rith eye
Vt of þe hole made he fleye,
And siþe clapte him on þe crune,
So þat he stan-ded fel þor dune.
A fifth he hits between the shoulders.
Þe fifte þat he ouer-tok,