[Sidenote: and cannot endure against so many.] Bot endur thei my{ch}t, apone no wyß, The multitude and ek the gret ſupp{ri}ß; 860 But gawan, wich that ſetith al h{is} payn Vpone knyghthed, defendid ſo aȝaine, That only in the manhede of this knyght His folk reIoſit them of his gret myght, 864 And ek abaſit hath his ennemys; For throw the feld he goith in ſuch wyß, And in the preß ſo ma{n}fully them ſ{er}uith, [Sidenote: Gawane carves helmets in two, and smites heads off shoulders;] His ſuerd atwo the helmys al to-kerwith, 868 The hed{is} of he be the ſhoud{er}is ſmat; The horß goith, of the maiſt{er} deſolat. But what awaleth al his beſynes, So ſtrong and ſo inſufferable vas the preß? 872 [Sidenote: but his men recross the ford to go to their lodges.] His folk are paſſit atour the furdis ilkon, Towart ther bretis and to ther luges gon; Whar he and many worthy knyght alſo Of arthur{is} houß endurit mekill wo, 876 That neu{er} men mar in to armys vroght Of manhed, ȝit was It al for noght. Thar was the ſtrenth, ther was the paſing myght [Fol. 12.] [Sidenote: Gawane fights alone till night,] Of gawan, wich that whill the dirk nyght 880 Befor the luges faucht al hyme aloñ, When that his falowis entrit ware ilkoñ, On arthur{is} half war mony tan and ſlan; [Sidenote: when Galiot’s folk return home.] And galot{is} folk Is hame ret{u}rnyd aȝaine, 884 For it was lait; away the oſtis ridith, And gawan ȝit apone his horß abidith, W{i}t{h} ſuerd in hond, when thei away var gon, And so for-wrocht hys ly{m}mys ver ilkon, 888 And wondit ek his body vp and doune, [Sidenote: Gawane swoons upon his horse.] Vpone his horß Right thore he fel in ſwoune; And thei hyme tuk {and} to his lugyne bare, [Sidenote: The king and queen fear he has brought himself to confusion.] Boith king and qwen of hyme vare i{n} diſpare; 892 For thei ſuppoſit, throw marwellis that he vroght, He had hyme-ſelf to his confuſiou{n}e broght. [Headnote: LANCELOT PRAYS TO BE RELEASED.]