And no good he ne couth,
Dede he was nere hond:
Wold thou, that he dwellid with me,
Till̴ that I dede be,
And sith reioyse my lond?’ . . . . . . [2640]
[(230)]
Be fore lordys of gret renown), [2741]
Torent gaue hym) his son) . . . . . . . .
The kyng of Grece said: ‘Sir knyght,
I yeff thy son all̴ my right