[Sidenote: Ubbe shows Havelok to them all.] +Hwan he hauede{n} alle þe ki{n}g gret, And he weren alle dun set, Þo seyde ubbe, “lokes here, 2292 Vre louerd swiþe dere, Þat shal ben king of al þe lond, And haue us alle under hond. For he is birkabeynes sone, 2296 Þe king þat was vmbe stonde wone For to yeme, and wel were, Wit sharp[e][104] swerd, and lo{n}ge spere. [Sidenote: [Fol. 215b, col. 2.]] Lokes nou, hw he is fayr; 2300 Sikerlike he is hise eyr. Falles alle to hise fet, Bicomes hise men ful sket.” [Sidenote: All swear to obey Havelok.] He weren for ubbe swiþe adrad, 2304 And dide sone al þat he bad, And yet dede{n} he sumdel more, O bok ful grundlike he swore, Þat he sholde with him halde 2308 Boþe ageynes stille and bolde, Þat euere wo[l]de his bodi dere: Þat dide [he] hem o boke swere. [Footnote 104: See l. 2645 for the final _e_.] [Headnote: UBBE DUBS HAVELOK A KNIGHT.] [Sidenote: Ubbe dubs Havelok a knight, and makes him king.] +Hwan he hauede ma{n}rede and oth 2312 Taken of lef and of loth, Vbbe dubbede him to knith, With a swerd ful swiþe brith, And þe folk of al þe lond 2316 Bitauhte him al in his hond, Þe cunnriche eu{er}il del, And made him king heylike and wel. Hwan he was king, þer mouthe me{n} se 2320 Þe moste ioie þat mouhte be: [Sidenote: Great joy and many sports.] Buttinge with sharpe sp{er}es, Skirming with taleuaces, þat me{n} beres, Wrastling with laddes, putti{n}g of ston, 2324 Harping and piping, ful god won, Leyk of mine, of hasard ok, Romanz reding on þe bok; Þer mouthe men here þe gestes singe, 2328 Þe gleymen on þe tabour dinge; [Sidenote: There is baiting of bulls and boars, and plenty of meat and wine.] Þer mouhte men se þe boles beyte, And þe bores, with hundes teyte; Þo mouthe men se eueril gleu, 2332 Þer mouthe me{n} se hw grim greu; Was neu{er}e yete ioie more In al þis werd, þan þo was þore. Þer was so mike[105] yeft of cloþes, 2336 Þat þou i swore you grete othes, I ne wore nouth þer-offe croud: Þat may i ful wel swere, bi god! Þere was swiþe gode metes, 2340 And of wyn, þat men fer fetes, Rith al so mik and gret plente, So it were water of þe se. Þe feste fourti dawes sat, 2344 [Sidenote: [Fol. 216, col. 1.]] So riche was neu{er}e non so þat. [Sidenote: The king makes Robert, William, and Hugh all barons.] Þe king made Roberd þere knith,