Rith al swilk so þe sunne-bem;
The light is like that of 107 candles.
Þat al so lith wa þare, bi heuene!
So þer brenden serges seuene,
And an hundred serges ok:
Þat durste hi sweren on a bok.
He slepen faste alle fiue,
So he weren brouth of liue;
Havelok and Goldborough are fast asleep.
And hauelok lay on his lift side,