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The knight was then dreaming of his forthcoming adventure at the Green Chapel. In dre3 droupyng of dreme draueled þat noble, As mon þat wat3 in mornyng of mony þro þo3tes, 1752 How þat destiné schulde þat day [dy3t] 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, & sware3 with hast. Þe lady luflych com la3ande swete, who sweetly kisses him. Felle ouer his fayre face, & fetly him kyssed; He welcume3 hir worþily, with a wale chere; 1760 He se3 hir so glorious, & gayly atyred, So fautles of hir fetures, & of so fyne hewes, Great joy warms the heart of Sir Gawayne, Wi3t wallande Ioye warmed his hert; With smoþe smylyng & smolt þay smeten in-to merþe, 1764 Þat al wat3 blis & bonchef, þat breke hem bi-twene, & wynne, Þay lanced wordes gode, Much wele þen wat3 þer-inne, and "great peril between them stood." 1768 Gret perile bi-twene hem stod, Nif mare of hir kny3t mynne.