The kni{ch}t is gon, the king he gan Inquere
At gawan, and at other kny{ch}t{is} sere,
[Sidenote: Arthur asks Gawane who Galiot is.]
If that thei knew or eu{er} hard recorde
Of galiot, and wharof he wes lorde; 596
And ther was non among his kny{ch}t{is} all
Which anſuerd o word in to the hall.
Than galygantynis of walys raſe,
[Sidenote: Galygantynis of Wales replies,]
That trauelit in diu{er}ß lond{is} has, 600
In mony kny{ch}tly aue{n}tur haith ben;
And to the king he ſaith, “ſ{ir}, I haue sen
Galiot, which is the fareſt kny{ch}t,
[Sidenote: that Galiot is the tallest knight by half a foot of all
he ever saw; that he is wise, liberal, humble,]
And hieſt be half a fut one hycht, 604
That eu{er} I saw, and ek his me{n} accordith;
Hyme lakid no{ch}t that to a lord recordith.
For viſare of his ag is non than hee,
And ful of larges and humylytee; 608
[Sidenote: courageous, and under xxiv years of age.]
An hart he haith of paſing hie curag,
And is not xxiiij ȝer of age,
And of his tyme mekil haith conquerit;
[Sidenote: Ten kings obey him.]
Ten king{is} at his {com}mand ar ſterit. 612
He v{i}t{h} his me{n} ſo louit is, y geß,
That hyme to pleß is al ther beſynes.
Not ſay I this, ſ{ir}, in to ye entent
That he, nor none wnd{er} the firmame{n}t, 616
Shal pouere haue ayane your maieſtee;
And or thei ſhuld, this y ſey for mee,
Rather I ſhall kny{ch}tly in to feild
Reſaue my deith anarmyt wnd{er} ſheld. 620
This ſpek y leſt;”--the king, ayan the morn,
[Sidenote: The king goes again to the chase.]
Haith varnit huntar{is} baith with hund {and} horne,
And arly gan one to the foreſt ryd,
With mony manly knyght{is} by h{is} ſid, 624
Hyme for to ſport and comfort w{i}t{h} the dere,
Set contrare was the ſeſone of y^e yere.
[Sidenote: He likes boar-hunting best.]
His moſt huntyng was atte wyld bore;
God wot a luſtye cuntree was It thoore, 628 [Fol. 9.]
In the ilk tyme! weil long this noble king
In to this lond haith maid his ſuiornyng;
[Headnote: THE LADY OF MELYHALT’S MESSAGE.]
[Sidenote: A messenger comes from the lady of Melyhalt,]
Frome the lady was send o meſinger
Of melyhalt, wich ſaith one this maner, 632
As that the ſtory ſhewith by recorde:
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