1065 he were in despair, And hent 1066 him by the shoulders mightily, And shook him hard, and cried spitously; 1067 “What, Nicholas? what how, man? look adown: Awake, and think on Christë’s passioún. I crouchë thee 1068 from elvës, and from wights.” 1069 Therewith the night-spell said he anon rights, 1070 On the four halvës 1071 of the house about, And on the threshold of the door without. “Lord Jesus Christ, and Saintë Benedight, Blessë this house from every wicked wight, From the night mare, the white Pater-noster; Where wonnest 1072