[A] Boþe þe hede & þe hals þay hwen of þenne, & syþen sunder þay þe syde3 swyft fro þe chyne, & þe corbeles fee þay kest in a greue;[1] 1356 Þenn þurled þay ayþer þik side þur3, bi þe rybbe, & henged þenne a[y]þer bi ho3es of þe fourche3, Vche freke for his fee, as falle3 forto haue. Vpon a felle of þe fayre best, fede þay þayr houndes, 1360 [B] Wyth þe lyuer & þe ly3te3, þe leþer of þe paunche3, & bred baþed in blod, blende þer amonge3; Baldely þay blw prys, bayed þayr rachche3, [C] Syþen fonge þay her flesche folden to home, 1364 Strakande ful stoutly mony stif mote3. Bi þat þe dayly3t wat3 done, þe douthe wat3 al wonen In-to þe comly castel, þer þe kny3t bide3 ful stille; 1368 Wyth blys & bry3t fyr bette, Þe lord is comen þer-tylle, [D] When Gawayn wyth hym mette, Þer wat3 bot wele at wylle. [Sidenote A: After this the head and neck are cut off, and the sides severed from the chine.] [Sidenote B: With the liver, lights and paunches, they feed the hounds.] [Sidenote C: Then they make for home.] [Sidenote D: Gawayne goes out to meet his host.] [Footnote 1: grene (?).] X. 1372 [A] Thenne comaunded þe lorde in þat sale to samen alle þe meny,[Fol.] Boþe þe ladyes on loghe to ly3t with her burdes, [109b.] [B] Bi-fore alle þe folk on þe flette, freke3 he bedde3 Verayly his venysoun to fech hym byforne; 1376 [C] & al godly in gomen Gaway[n] he called, Teche3 hym to þe tayles of ful tayt bestes, Schewe3 hym þe schyree grece schorne vpon rybbes. [D] "How paye3 yow þis play? haf I prys wonnen? 1380 Haue I þryuandely þonk þur3 my craft serued?" "3e I-wysse," quod þat oþer wy3e, "here is wayth fayrest [E] Þat I se3 þis seuen 3ere in sesoun of wynter." "& al I gif yow, Gawayn," quod þe gome þenne, 1384 "For by a-corde of couenaunt 3e craue hit as your awen." "Þis is soth," quod þe segge, "I say yow þatilke, &[1] I haf worthyly þis wone3 wyth-inne, [F] I-wysse with as god wylle hit worþe3 to 3oure3." 1388 He hasppe3 his fayre hals his arme3 wyth-inne, & kysses hym as comlyly as he[2] couþe awyse: "Tas yow þere my cheuicaunce, I cheued no more, I wowche hit saf fynly, þa3 feler hit were." 1392 "Hit is god," quod þe god mon, "grant mercy þerfore, [G] Hit may be such, hit is þe better, &[1] 3e me breue wolde Where 3e wan þis ilk wele, biwytte of hor[3] seluen?" [H] "Þat wat3 not forward," quod he, "frayst me no more, 1396 For 3e haftan þat yow tyde3, trawe3e non oþer 3e mowe." Þay la3ed, & made hem blyþe, [I] Wyth lote3 þat were to lowe, 1400 To soper þay 3ede asswyþe, Wyth dayntes nwe in-nowe.