XIII.

The knight abides on the bank, Þe burne bode on bonk, þat on blonk houed, Of þe depe double dich þat drof to þe place, Þe walle wod in þe water wonderly depe, and observes the "huge height," 788 Ande eft a ful huge he3t hit haled vpon lofte, Of harde hewen ston vp to þe table3, with its battlements and watch towers. Enbaned vnder þe abataylment, in þe best lawe; & syþen garyte3 ful gaye gered bi-twene, 792 Wyth mony luflych loupe, þat louked ful clene; A better barbican þat burne blusched vpon neuer; & innermore he be-helde þat halle ful hy3e, Bright and long were its round towers, Towre telded bytwene trochet ful þik, 796 Fayre fylyole3 þat fy3ed, & ferlyly long, with their well-made capitals. With coruon coprounes, craftyly sle3e; Chalk whyt chymnees þer ches he in-no3e, Vpon bastel roue3, þat blenked ful quyte; 800 So mony pynakle payntet wat3 poudred ay quere, Among þe castel carnele3, clambred so þik, Þat pared out of papure purely hit semed. He thinks it fair enough if he might only come within the cloister. Þe fre freke on þe fole hit fayr in-n[o]ghe þo3t, 804 If he my3t keuer to com þe cloyster wyth-inne, To herber in þat hostel, whyl halyday lested auinant; He calls, and soon there comes a porter to know the knight's errand. He calde, & sone þer com 808 A porter pure plesaunt, On þe wal his ernd he nome, & haylsed þe kny3t erraunt.