Lowerd, we shole{n} þe wel fede, Til þat þu cone ride{n} on stede, Til þat þu cone ful wel bere Helm on heued, sheld and sp{er}e. 624 [Sidenote: Godard shall never know about this.] He ne shal neuere wite, sikerlike, Godard, þat fule swike. Þoru oþer ma{n}, louerd, tha{n} þoru þe, Sal i neu{er}e frema{n} be. 628 Þou shalt me, louerd, fre make{n}, For i shal yemen þe, and wake{n}; Þoru þe wile i fredom haue:” [Sidenote: [Fol. 207b, col. 1.]] Þo was haueloc a bliþe knaue. 632 [Sidenote: Havelok is glad, and asks for bread.] He sat him up, and crauede bred. And seide, “ich am [wel] ney ded, Hwat for hunger, wat for bondes Þat þu leidest on min hondes; 636 And for [þe] keuel at þe laste, Þat in mi mouth was þrist faste. y was þe[r]-with so harde prangled, Þat i was þe[r]-with ney[e][34*] strangled.” 640 “Wel is me þat þu mayth hete: [Sidenote: Dame Leve brings him bread and cheese, butter, &c.] Goddoth!” quath leue, “y shal þe fete Bred an chese, butere and milk, Pastees and flaunes, al with suilk 644 Shole we sone þe wel fede, Louerd, in þis mikel nede, Soth it is, þ{a}t me{n} seyt and suereth: ‘Þer god wile helpe{n}, nouth no dereth.’” 648 [Footnote 32: MS. þer.] [Footnote 33: _Qu._ þrinne. See ll. 716, 761, 2125.] [Footnote 34: _Qu._ stir, _or_ stirt.] [Footnote 34*: Changed by editor from “ney”: see Emendations.] [Headnote: GRIM SAYS HE HAS DROWNED HAVELOK.]