Informed when the king was of the knight, And had conceived in his wit aright The manner and the form of all this thing, Full glad and blithe, this noble doughty king Repaired to his revel as beforn. The bridle is into the tower borne, And kept among his jewels lefe 3111 and dear; The horse vanish’d, I n’ot 3112 in what mannére, Out of their sight; ye get no more of me: But thus I leave in lust and jollitý This Cambuscan his lordës feastying, 3113 Until well nigh the day began to spring.