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e rounde table
Ouer-walt wyth a worde of on wy3es speche;
For al dares for drede, with-oute dynt schewed! "
316 Wyth ? is he la3es so loude, ? at ? e lorde greued;
[G] ? e blod schot for scham in-to his schyre face
& lere;
[H] He wex as wroth as wynde,
320 So did alle ? at ? er were
? e kyng as kene bi kynde,
? en stod ? at stif mon nere.

[Sidenote A: Fear kept all silent. ]
[Sidenote B: The knight rolled his red eyes about,]
[Sidenote C: and bent his bristly green brows. ]
[Sidenote D: Waving his beard awhile, he exclaimed:]
[Sidenote E: "What! is this Arthur's court?
]
[Sidenote F: Forsooth the renown of the Round Table is overturned 'with a
word of one man's speech. '"]
[Sidenote G: Arthur blushes for shame. ]
[Sidenote H: He waxes as wroth as the wind. ]

XV.

[A] Ande sayde, "ha? el, by heuen ? yn askyng is nys,
324 & as ? ou foly hat3 frayst, fynde ? e be-houes;
I know no gome ? at is gast of ? y grete wordes.
Gif me now ? y geserne, vpon gode3 halue,
& I schal bay? en ? y bone, ? at ?