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[Fol. 118b.] Then was Gringolet arrayed, Thenne wat3 Gryngolet grayþe, þat gret wat3 & huge, 2048 & hade ben soiourned sauerly, & in a siker wyse, full ready to prick on. Hym lyst prik for poynt, þat proude hors þenne; Þe wy3e wynne3 hym to, & wyte3 on his lyre, & sayde soberly hym-self, & by his soth swere3, 2052 "Here is a meyny in þis mote, þat on menske þenkke3, Gawayne returns thanks for the honour and kindness shown to him by all. Þe mon hem maynteines, ioy mot þay haue; Þe leue lady, on lyue luf hir bityde; 3if þay for charyté cherysen a gest, 2056 & halden honour in her honde, þe haþel hem 3elde, Þat halde3 þe heuen vpon hy3e, & also yow alle! & 3if I my3t lyf vpon londe lede any quyle, I schuld rech yow sum rewarde redyly, if I my3t." He then steps into his saddle, 2060 Þenn steppe3 he in-to stirop, & stryde3 alofte; His schalk schewed hym his schelde, on schulder he hit la3t, Gorde3 to Gryngolet, with his gilt hele3, and "starts on the stone" without more delay. & he starte3 on þe ston, stod he no lenger, 2064 to praunce; His haþel on hors wat3 þenne, Þat bere his spere & launce. "This castle to Christ I commend; may he give it ever good chance!" "Þis kastel to Kryst I kenne, 2068 He gef hit ay god chaunce!"