He smot him on þe heued so,
Þat he þe heued clef a-two,
And þat bi þe shu[l]dre-blade
Þe sharpe swerd let [he] wade,
Þorw the brest unto þe herte;
Þe dint bigan ful sore to smerte,
Þat þe erl fel dun a-non,
Al so ded so ani ston.
Ubbe attacks Godrich.
Quoth ubbe, “nu dwelle ich to longe,”