Walter her gladdeth, and her sorrow slaketh: 2711 She riseth up abashed 2712 from her trance, And every wight her joy and feastë maketh, Till she hath caught again her countenance. Walter her doth so faithfully pleasánce, That it was dainty for to see the cheer Betwixt them two, since they be met in fere. 2713

The ladies, when that they their timë sey, 2714 Have taken her, and into chamber gone, And stripped her out of her rude array, And in a cloth of gold that brightly shone, And with a crown of many a richë stone Upon her head, they into hall her brought: And there she was honoúred as her ought.