Forsak and put hem alle aweie. For I am myhti alle weie, Wher as me list myn help to schewe[1296] In goode men, thogh thei ben fewe.’ This Gedeon awaiteth wel, Upon the morwe and everydel, 3680 As god him bad, riht so he dede. And thus ther leften in that stede With him thre hundred and nomo,[1297] The remenant was al ago: Wherof that Gedeon merveileth, And therupon with god conseileth, [Sidenote: =P. iii. 216=] Pleignende as ferforth as he dar. And god, which wolde he were war[1298] That he schal spede upon his riht,[1299] Hath bede him go the same nyht 3690 And take a man with him, to hiere What schal be spoke in his matere[1300] Among the hethen enemis; So mai he be the more wys, What afterward him schal befalle. This Gedeon amonges alle Phara, to whom he triste most, Be nyhte tok toward thilke host, Which logged was in a valleie, To hiere what thei wolden seie; 3700 Upon his fot and as he ferde,[1301] Tuo Sarazins spekende he herde. (3900*) Quod on, ‘Ared mi swevene ariht, Which I mette in mi slep to nyht.[1302] Me thoghte I sih a barli cake, Which fro the Hull his weie hath take, And cam rollende doun at ones; And as it were for the nones, Forth in his cours so as it ran, The kinges tente of Madian, 3710 Of Amalech, of Amoreie, Of Amon and of Jebuseie, And many an other tente mo With gret noise, as me thoghte tho, It threw to grounde and overcaste, And al this host so sore agaste[1303] [Sidenote: =P. iii. 217=] That I awok for pure drede.’ ‘This swevene can I wel arede,’ Quod thother Sarazin anon: ‘The barli cake is Gedeon, 3720 Which fro the hell doun sodeinly Schal come and sette such ascry Upon the kinges and ous bothe, That it schal to ous alle lothe: For in such drede he schal ous bringe, That if we hadden flyht of wynge, The weie on fote in desespeir[1304] We scholden leve and flen in their,[1305] For ther schal nothing him withstonde.’ Whan Gedeon hath understonde 3730 This tale, he thonketh god of al, And priveliche ayein he stal, So that no lif him hath perceived. And thanne he hath fulli conceived That he schal spede; and therupon The nyht suiende he schop to gon This multitude to assaile. Nou schalt thou hiere a gret mervaile, With what voisdie that he wroghte. The litel poeple which he broghte, 3740 Was non of hem that he ne hath A pot of erthe, in which he tath A lyht brennende in a kressette, And ech of hem ek a trompette Bar in his other hond beside; And thus upon the nyhtes tyde