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The knight was then dreaming of his forthcoming adventure at the Green Chapel. In dreȝ droupyng of dreme draueled þat noble, As mon þat watȝ in mornyng of mony þro þoȝtes, 1752 How þat destiné schulde þat day [dyȝt] his wyrde, At þe grene chapel, when he þe gome metes, & bi-houes his buffet abide, with-oute debate more; He awakes and speaks to his fair visitor, Bot quen þat comly he keuered his wyttes, 1756 Swenges out of þe sweuenes, & swareȝ with hast. Þe lady luflych com laȝande swete, who sweetly kisses him. Felle ouer his fayre face, & fetly him kyssed; He welcumeȝ hir worþily, with a wale chere; 1760 He seȝ hir so glorious, & gayly atyred, So fautles of hir fetures, & of so fyne hewes, Great joy warms the heart of Sir Gawayne, Wiȝt wallande Ioye warmed his hert; With smoþe smylyng & smolt þay smeten in-to merþe, 1764 Þat al watȝ blis & bonchef, þat breke hem bi-twene, & wynne, Þay lanced wordes gode, Much wele þen watȝ þer-inne, and "great peril between them stood." 1768 Gret perile bi-twene hem stod, Nif mare of hir knyȝt mynne.