"J.R.R. Tolkien - Sir Gawain And The Green Knight" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tolkien J.R.R)

For ther the fest wat3 ilyche ful fiften dayes,
With alle the mete and the mirthe that men couthe avyse;
Such glaum ande gle glorious to here,
Dere dyn vpon day, daunsyng on ny3tes,
Al wat3 hap vpon he3e in hallez and chambrez
With lorde3 and ladies, as leuest him tho3t.
With all the wele of the worlde thay woned ther samen,
The most kyd kny3te3 vnder Krystes seluen,
And the louelokkest ladies that euer lif haden,
And he the comlokest kyng that the court haldes;
For al wat3 this fayre folk in her first age,
on sille,
The hapnest vnder heuen,
Kyng hy3est mon of wylle;
Hit were now gret nye to neuen
So hardy a here on hille.
Wyle Nw Ygher wat3 so 3ep that hit watz nwe cummen,
That day doubble on the dece wat3 the douth serued.
Fro the kyng wat3 cummen with kny3tes into the halle,

The chauntre of the chapel cheued to an ende,
Loude crye wat3 ther kest of clerkez and other,
Nowel nayted onewe, neuened ful ofte;
And sythen riche forth runnen to reche hondeselle,
Yghe3ed ygheres-yghiftes on hiygh, yghelde hem bi hond,
Debated busyly aboute tho giftes;
Ladies la3ed ful loude, thoygh thay lost haden,
And he that wan wat3 not wrothe, that may 3e wel trawe.
Alle this mirthe thay maden to the mete tyme;
When thay had waschen worthyly thay wenten to sete,
The best burne ay abof, as hit best semed,
Whene Guenore, ful gay, graythed in the myddes,
Dressed on the dere des, dubbed al aboute,
Smal sendal bisides, a selure hir ouer
Of tryed tolouse, and tars tapites innoghe,
That were enbrawded and beten wyth the best gemmes
That my3t be preued of prys wyth penyes to bye,
in daye.
The comlokest to discrye
Ther glent with y3en gray,
A semloker that euer he sy3e
Soth mo3t no mon say.
Bot Arthure wolde not ete til al were serued,
He wat3 so joly of his joyfnes, and sumquat childgered:
His lif liked hym ly3t, he louied the lasse
Auther to longe lye or to longe sitte,
So bisied him his 3onge blod and his brayn wylde.
And also an other maner meued him eke
That he thur3 nobelay had nomen, he wolde neuer ete
Vpon such a dere day er hym deuised were