Lokes nou, hw he is fayr;
Sikerlike he is hise eyr.
Falles alle to hise fet,
Bicomes hise men ful sket.”
All swear to obey Havelok.
He weren for ubbe swiþe adrad,
And dide sone al þat he bad,
And yet deden he sumdel more,
O bok ful grundlike he swore,
Þat he sholde with him halde