Hauede ben brouth to þe grunde,
And his heued al of-slawen,
Hugh Raven rescues him.
Yif god ne were, and huwe rauen,
Þat drow him fro godrich awey,
And barw him so þat ilke day.
But er he were fro godrich drawen,
A thousand knights slain.
Þer were a þousind knihtes slawen
Bi boþe halue, and mo y-nowe,