〈…〉 shall I weet if he be a man ●…o have good day ●…e to the pavyl yond he road ●…we the maiden as she stood 〈…〉 was her brother gay ●…yght she said here cometh one ●…he hard him to over gone 〈…〉 now and see 〈…〉 〈◊〉 will dure in fight ●…unte ye saw never a better knight 〈…〉 shall find him sickerly 〈…〉 now my brother sir Brandles ●…arrefull fly iwis 〈…〉 you shall find ●…e 〈◊〉 pasting like a knight ●…ede ye shall find him wight ●…er this lined ●…y●●a wain he is full like 〈…〉 〈◊〉 and to strike 〈…〉 hands a man ●…t or now this years three ●…e like a man to be ●…d by saint johan ●…y● Brandles the knight gay 〈…〉 high and thus 'gan say ●…e thou the chevelere 〈…〉 hast he said on height 〈…〉 the will I fight ●…me thou shalt lere 〈…〉 done ●e dishonour great 〈…〉 not now amendment get Let me make amends and you may Or thou begin this work Sir and I have aught misdone Tell me and it shall he amended soon All gentleness to fulfil I have been bestead today full fore Shame it were to prove me any more But here I am at your will I iwis quod Brandles that is sooth But I must needs hold mine oath Thou hast done so ill My father and my brethrens thou hast beaten both To accord I were thereof full loath My worship to fulfil Now said Gawayne sith it is so I must needs me drive thereto This day god lend me grace For my sword shall do none advantage Let us see how well we can autrage If I may dure aught in this trace Gramercy said Brandles in good faith Now shall you see me make good play Of knighthood thou hast no peer I am right glad that thou hast might But sorry I am that we want day light But amended is mychere They fought together these knights good Through the haburgeons ran the reed blood That pity it was tose They fought together with such ire That after flamed out the f●●● ●…e bough in his hand he died bring ●…ge on a jolly courser ●…se was trapped in reed velvet ●…uches of gold thereon was set ●…ghthode he had nopere ●…is horse was armed before ●…ed and the breast and no more ●…fyne steel ●…e was armed passing sure 〈…〉 that would strokes endure 〈…〉 ●e proved right we●e ●…yght bare on his heed a pommel ●aye ●…ge on his horse sterting out of the way ●…s he came about 〈…〉 he had that was of renown 〈…〉 thee in a black fawcowne ●…e was of silver without 〈…〉 his hand a spear he bore 〈…〉 strong and long I make you ware 〈…〉 trusty tree 〈…〉 was an heed thereon of steel wrought ●…este that might be made or bought ●…ell assayed had be 〈…〉 of pleasance a ke●che if hung 〈…〉 it was more than three else long ●…dred all with gold 〈…〉 as a knight of large and length ●…oued well of moche strength 〈…〉 him who so would 〈…〉 of gold also he had on She hath caused to day moche shame pard It is pity she hath her sight Sir knight said sir Gawayne have good day For on foot I have a long way ●n horse were me wonder dear Sometime good horses I have good won But now on foot needs must I gone God in haste amend my cheer Sir Gawayne was armed passing heavy On foot might he not endure truly His knife he took in hand His armour good he cut him fro on fore might he not go Thus with care was he bond ¶ Leave we now sir Gawayne in woe And speak we more of sir Brandles though When he with his sister met He said fie on the harlot strong It is pity that thou livest so long Stripes hard I will the set And beat the both back and side And than would he not abide But to his father strait he went Than he axed him how he fared He said son for the have I cared I wend that thou hadst been shent Brandles said I have beat my systere And the knight I made him swear 〈…〉 we meet again 〈…〉 together fight Till at the last they wanted light They wist not what to done Than said sir Brandles that knight so gay Sir knight we want light of the day Therefore I make my moan If we fight thus in the dark together Through mishap the one might i'll the other And therefore by mine assent Let us swear on our swords both Where that we meet for lief or loath If that we meet in present And never leave the battle till the one be slain I assent me thereto than said Gawayne And ye will that it so be Thus said sir Brandles I may none other do For such promise I made my father unto Therefore this oath make we I wot that there is no stroke that thou givest me But I have quit it sickerly And thou art not in my det Full large of livery thou art sir knight Never none died prove so well my might We been even as we met Let us make an oath on our swords here In what place we meet far or near Even there as either other may find Even so we shall do the battle utterly I hold said Gawayne by mild marry And thus we make an end S●r Gamayne take 〈◊〉 his sword than When he all saw he said alas This is evil tydyngr When he saw his father all bloody And his ii brethren hurt full sickerly Alas said Brandles than Who hath done you such a despite Tell me in haste that I may him quite For mine heart is woebegone Then said the father son I shall the tell All this hath done a knight full fell And lain by thy sister also He bet me first and sith them all And made us swear that we ne shall This day do him no woe Now quoth Brandles this is ill come I ensure you by my holy doom I shall prove his might Were he as strong as Samson was In faty he shall I never from hympas Till the one of us to death be dight Ye love Brendles thou shalt not so Though he have done wrong let hymg The knight is passing sure I will not for more than I will sayne See the sir Brandles there slain For I warrant the he will endure The knight is strong and well fight And when he hath in his hand a man He will do him no yl● But gentle words speak again And each of them helped other As well as they might go Than the lady gate her away They saw her never after that day She went wandering to and fro Also sir Gawayne in his party On foot he went full weryly Till he to the court came home All his adventure he showed the king That with those four knights he had fighting And each after other alone After that time they never met more Full glad were these parties therefore So was there made the end I pray god give us all good rest And those that have hard this little geste And in high heaven for to be dwelling And that we all upon domes day Come to the bliss that lasteth a ye Where we may here the angels sing ¶ Imprinted at London in Fleetstreet at the sign of saint johan euaugelyst● by me johan Butler. Of knighthood thou haste no fellow On my faith I ensure the Now quoth Gawayne let him be And sir knight make one oath to me That this day thou do me no grieve And thou shalt pass from me all quite Where as is now thy most delight Without any more reprefe Sir Terry said thereto I grant Far well now god be thy warrant Full meekly he went on foot He left never till he came there Where his father and sir Gyamoure were That careful hearts had god wot Than spoke sir Gyamoure his youngest bro Sir thou hast gotten as we have and none That knew I well it should so be By god said sir Terry so now it is He is a devil forsooth iwis And that is proved on me Ye quoth sir Gylberde that earl old He is a knight both strong and bold And fortune is his friend My daughters' love he clean won Therefore I dare well say he is a man And mickle worse than I wend As they three stood thus talking They heard a man full loud sing That all the wood rung