740
Bi
a
mounte
hill
on
þe
morne
morrow
meryly
handsomely
he
rydes,
On the morn Sir Gawayne finds himself in a deep forest,
741
Into
a
forest
ful
dep,
deep
þat
ferly
wondrously
watȝ
was
wylde,
742
Hiȝe
high
hilleȝ
hills
on
vche a
every
halue,
side
&
holt wodeȝ
woods
vnder,
at their feet
743
Of
hore
grey
okeȝ
oaks
fill
hoge
huge
a
hundreth
hundred
to-geder;
where were old oaks many a hundred.
744
Þe
hasel
hazel
&
þe
haȝ-þorne
hawthorn
were
harled
tangled
al
samen,
together
745
With
roȝe
shaggy
raged
ragged
mosse
moss
rayled
set
ay-where,
everywhere
746
With
mony
many
bryddeȝ
birds
vnblyþe
unhappy
vpon
bare
twyges,
twigs
Many sad birds upon bare twigs piped piteously for the cold.
747
Þat
pitosly
þer
piped
for
pyne
pain
of
þe
colde.
748
Þe
gome
knight
vpon
Gryngolet
glydeȝ
hastens
hem
them
vnder,
749
Þurȝ
through
mony
many a
misy
bog
&
myre,
swamp
mon
man
al hym one,
alone
Through many a mire he goes, that he may celebrate the birth of Christ.
750
Carande
being concerned
for
his
costes,
plight
lest
he
ne
keuer
manage
schulde,
751
To
se
see
þe
seruy[1]
celebration
of
þat
syre,
lord
þat
on
þat
self
same
nyȝt
night
752
Of
a
burde
maiden
watȝ
was
borne,
oure
baret
sorrow
to
quelle;
end
753
&
þerfore
sykyng
sighing
he
sayde,
“I
be-seche
þe,
thee
lorde,
He beseeches the Virgin Mary to direct him to some lodging where he may hear mass.
754
&
Mary,
þat
is
myldest
moder
mother
so
dere.
dear
755
Of
sum
some
herber,
lodging
þer
where
heȝly
devoutly
I
myȝt
here
hear
masse.
756
Ande
and
þy
matyneȝ
matins
to-morne,
tomorrow morning
mekely
humbly
I
ask,
757
&
þer-to
moreover
prestly
promptly
I
pray
my
pater
&
aue,
ave
758
&
crede.”
creed
759
He
rode
in
his
prayere,
prayer
760
&
cryed
for
his
mysdede,
sin
761
He
sayned
blessed with sign of cross
hym
himself
in
syþes
times
sere,
several
Blessing himself, he says, "Cross of Christ, speed me!"
762
&
sayde
“cros
Kryst
me
spede!”
bless
In the morning he rode merrily by a mountain, through a full deep and wondrous wild forest; high hills were on each side, and woods of huge and hoary oaks, a hundred of them together, beneath him. The hazel and the hawthorn were trailing together with rough, ragged moss spread on all sides. Sorrowful birds sang on the bare twigs and piped piteously through pain of the cold. Upon Gringolet the man glided underneath them, all alone, through mud and mire, careful of his labour, lest he should be too late to see the service of his Lord, who on that night was born of a maiden our strife to be ending. Therefore, sighing, he said, 'I beseech thee, O Lord, and Mary, our dearest and mildest mother, that ye would grant me some place of rest where I might hear the Mass and matins of this moon. Full meekly I ask it, and thereto I will say full soon my pater and ave
and creed.'
He rode as he prayed,
And cried for misdeed,
And sign of Cross made, And said,
'Christ's Cross me speed.'
Text and side-notes from Richard Morris (1869). Interlinear glosses from Brunetti. Translation from Ernest Kirtlan's Sir Gawain and the Green Knight: Rendered Literally Into Modern English.
Sources integrated and rendered by James K. Tauber.