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There drank they and toasted, and talk’d yet again

Of renewing that note on New-Year’s eve;

But Gawain craved leave to go on the morrow,

For ’twas nigh to the term, when time was to travel;

But the lord dissuaded, and besought him to stay,

And said “As I’m true man (my troth will I plight)

Thou shalt be at thy bourn thy business to settle

With the New-Year’s light, long before prime.

So thou mayst lie in thy loft and lodge at thine ease,

While I hunt in this holt, and we’ll hold to our terms

And our chaffer exchange, when from chase I return;

For I have tried thee twice, and true have I found thee.

Now ‘third time throw best’ bethink thee tomorrow,

Máke we mérry while we máy, with a mind upon joy,

For woe may we win whénso we like.”

Thus graithly ’twas granted, and Gawain is stay’d;

Drink blithely was brought, and to bed they hied them

with light.

Sir Gawain lies and sleeps

Full still and soft all night;

The lord his hunting keeps,

Full early is he dight.