Tha{n seyd} they, tha{t} to Gales yede, Yeftys to {take} were h{e}m no ned, Then {Ver}downys had they. 410 Ase they seyłyd on a tyde, At Perrown~ on the see syd . . . . . . . . . . . The kyng of P{ro}vy{n}se seyd: ‘So mot I the, Yftles schaƚƚ they not be, 415 That dare I sothely sey.’ The kyng of Gales proferd hym feyer~: ‘Wed my dowghttyr and myn Eyer~, When so euyr~ thow may! . . . . . [Linenotes: 408. _Than--that_] _That they than_ MS. _Gales_] with paler ink corrected from _Calles_. _yede_] corrected from _went_. 409. _take_] om. MS. _hym_ MS. 410. _Then Downys_ MS. 417. _gales_] _g_ with paler ink corrected from _c_.] [[seyłyd _printed as shown, with line through single “l”_]] [Headnote: TORRENT GETS WELAND’S SWORD ADOLAKE.] (38) [Sidenote: The King of Provyns gives Torrent his Sword made by Weland,] The kyng of Perve{n}se seyd: ‘So mot I the, 420 Thys seson~ yeftles schaƚƚ thow not be, Haue here my Ryng of gold, My sword, that so wyƚƚ ys wrowyt; A bett{er} than~ yt know I nowght W{i}t{h} in~ crystyn~ mold; 425 Yt ys ase glemyrryng ase the glase, Thorrow Velond wroght yt wase, Bettyr ys non~ to hold. I have syne sum tyme in~ lond, Whoso had yt of myn~ hond, 430 Faw{e} the{y were} I-told.’ [Linenotes: 429. _Loke thou hold yt with full{e} hond_, add. MS. 431. _I fawght therfore I told_ MS.] (39) [Sidenote: and named Adolake. A fortnight’s Feast is held.] Tho wase Torrent blythe and glad, The good swerd ther he had, The name wase Adolake. A gret mayne{re}y let he make {ryght} 435 That lest aƚƚ a fortnyght, Who so wiƚƚ hys met take. f. 83b. Euyry man toke ys leve, ase {I} yow say, Hom-ward to wend ther wey, Eu{er}y man ys Rest to take. 440 Tyƚƚ yt be-feƚƚ vppon a day, Ase they went be the wey, The kyng to hys dowghttyr spake: [Linenotes: 435. _mayn._] _mayne let_, with paler ink corrected into _mayney_. _ryght_] om. MS. 438. _I_] om. MS. 440. _to take ys Rest_ MS.] [Headnote: DESONELL GIVES TORRENT A WHITE CHARGER.] (40) [Sidenote: The King of Portugal tells Desonell that Torrent kild the Giant for love of her.] ‘Ye schaƚƚ take hed of a jeentyƚƚ man~, A feyer~ poynt for~ yow he wane, 445 Desoneƚƚ, at the last.’ ’Syr,’ sche seyd, ‘be hevyn kyng, Tyƚƚ ye me told, I knewe no thyng, For who ys love yt wase.’ ‘Desoneƚƚ, so mvt I the, 450 Yt wase for the lowe of the, That he trovylld so fast. I warne yow, dowghttyr, be the Rode, Yt ys for yow bothe good, Ther to I Red yow tr{a}st.’ 455 [Linenote: 455. _trust_ MS.]