Bi-forn þe syþe þat ful sharp is.
Hwan hauelok saw his folk so brittene,
And his ferd so swiþe littene,
He cam driuende up-on a stede,
And bigan til him to grede,
And seyde, “godrich, wat is þe
Þat þou fare þus with me?
[Fol. 218, col. 1.]
And mine gode knihtes slos,
Siker-like þou mis-gos.