Chapter_27

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Though Arthur the high King at heart had wonder,

No sign he let see, but said as beseem’d

To the comely queen, with courteous speech:

“Dear dame, this day be ye daunted no whit!

Well becomes such craft at Christmastide,

Laiking of interlude, laughter and song,

Among courtly carols of knights and ladies.

Ne’ertheless to my meat I máy me address,

For a marvel have I met, I must not gainsay it.”

He glanced on Sir Gawain, and graciously said he:

“Now, Sir, hang up thine axe, that has hewen enough.”

Then over the dais ’twas dight on a dorser,

Where all might behold it on high and marvel,

And by title thereof tell the tale of wonder.

Then they moved to their meal full meetly together,

The King and the knight, and keen men them served

Of all dainties double, as dearest them seem’d.

With all manner of meat, and minstrelsy too,

They spent the glad day, till speeded an end

in land.

Now, Gawain, make thou sure

Faint-heart that thou withstand,

To seek the adventure

That thou hast ta’en in hand.