The romance of Guy of Warwick. The first or 14th-century version.

Gij him turned & gan to smite; [C line 617] He nold spare him bot lite; He smot þe douke on þe scheld, Þat it fleye in þe feld, Line 920 & bar þe douke Reyner saunfeil [folio 112a:2] Ouer & oue[r] his hors tayl. Þe stede bi þe reyn he haþ y-nome, Oȝain to þe douke he is y-come. 'Here is þine hors, y ȝiue it te; Line 925 When ichaue nede, aquite it me!'

& wele he ȝalt him his while, As gode kniȝt wiþ-outen gile; I schal ȝou tel feir & wel Hou he it ȝald him eueridel. Line 930 When þe douk Otus y-seye þis, [C line 627] To-ȝaines Gij he come, y-wis: 'Sir kniȝt,' he seyd, 'y prey þe, Tel me þi name [MS. þiname] and whenne tow be.' ¶ Sir Gij answerd wel freliche, Line 935 'Y schal þe tel ful bleþeliche: Gij of Warwike men clepeþ me; Ich was y-born in þat cuntre.' Þe douk Lowayn cam wiþ þis, A gode spere in his hond, y-wis; Line 940 To Gij he smot wiþ gret hete, & Gij oȝain to him smite: To-gider so hard gun þai driue, Þat her speres gan al to-riue. Þai smiten togider hard & wel Line 945 Wiþ her swerdes of grounden stiel Þurch scheld & hauberk also: Strong fiȝt was bi-tven hem to. Wiþ that come Herhaud priking; Þe douk he met coming, Line 950 & of his hors him haþ y-feld Riȝt long streȝt in þe feld. Wiþ þat come þe douke Gaudiner, & mett wiþ sir Torold þer; Sir Torold smot him on þe scheld, Line 955 Þat he feld him in the feld; He semed kniȝt gode & hardi. Wiþ þat come prikeing sir Urri; [C line 648] Þan gan þe fiȝt to ben aferd; Of swiche ne haue ȝe nouȝt y-herd, Line 960 No ich it nouȝt telle no miȝt, For long dueling, y ȝou pliȝt,

No no clerk vnder sonne, Þat þe soþe ȝou telle conne; [folio 112b:1] Bot al þe folk of þat cuntre Line 965 Seyd þat Gij þe best miȝt be. & þat oþer day y-same Sir Gij wan þat ich game; & þer-fore, on euerich a side, On him was leyd al þe pride. Line 970 So opon þe þridde day Þe kniȝtes tok her leue and went oway. [C line 660] ¶ Wiþ þis come þe douk prikeing, A gode kniȝt and wele doing. 'Lordinges,' he seyd, 'herkeneþ to me: Line 975 Ichil ȝou telle hou it schal be; & who so þer-oȝain sey ouȝt, Of bateyl no þarf him feyl nouȝt.' Þai seyden al couinliche, Þe dome was ȝouen sikerliche; Line 980 Þe gerfauk and þe gode stede, Þe grehoundes schul haue to mede Gij of Warwike, þe noble kniȝt, For best nov doand in þis fiȝt. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Þus þe kniȝtes ben departed y-wis; Sir Gij to jn y-comen is, & dede him vnarmi: Of turnament he was weri. ¶ Wiþ þat come a seriant prikeinde, [C line 679] Line 995 Gentil he was & wele spekeinde; To sir Gyes in he is y-come, & him he gret atte frome:

. . . . . . . . . . 'Thou art y-chesen chef & pris Of al þis cuntre for soþe y-wis; For þou hast y-won þis turnament, Y make þe here þis present Fram þe maiden Blancheflour, Line 1005 Þat is mi lordes douhter þemperour: Þe gerfauk & þe stede also, & þe tvay grehoundes þer-to; & ȝete hir loue wiþ þan, Bot þou haue a fairer leman. Line 1010 Sche þat is þe tour wiþ-inne, To day þou miȝt hir loue winne.'