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But God reward you for your girdle. "Bot your gordel," quod G: "God yow for-3elde! Þat wyl I welde wyth good wylle, not for þe wynne golde, Ne þe saynt, ne þe sylk, ne þe syde pendaundes, 2432 For wele, ne for worchyp, ne for þe wlonk werkke3, I will wear it in remembrance of my fault. Bot in syngne of my surfet I schal se hit ofte; When I ride in renoun, remorde to myseluen Þe faut & þe fayntyse of þe flesche crabbed, 2436 How tender hit is to entyse teches of fylþe; And when pride shall prick me, & þus, quen pryde schal me pryk, for prowes of armes, a look to this lace shall abate it. Þe loke to þis luf lace schal leþe my hert. Bot on I wolde yow pray, displeses yow neuer; 2440 Syn 3e be lorde of þe 3onde[r] londe, þer I haf lent inne, Wyth yow wyth worschyp,—þe wy3e hit yow 3elde Þat vp-halde3 þe heuen, & on hy3 sitte3,— But tell me your right name and I shall have done." How norne 3e yowre ry3t nome, & þenne no more?" 2444 "Þat schal I telle þe trwly," quod þat oþer þenne, The Green Knight replies, "I am called Bernlak de Hautdesert, through might of Morgain la Fey, the pupil of Merlin. "Bernlak de Hautdesert I hat in þis londe, Þur3 my3t of Morgne la Faye, þat in my hous lenges, &1 koyntyse of clergye, bi craftes wel lerned, 2448 Þe maystres of Merlyn, mony ho2 taken; For ho hat3 dalt drwry ful dere sum tyme, With þat conable klerk, þat knowes alle your kny3te3 at hame; 2452 Morgne þe goddes, Þer-fore hit is hir name; She can tame even the haughtiest. Welde3 non so hy3e hawtesse, Þat ho ne con make ful tame. 1 in (?). 2 ho hat3 (?).