Pearl Poet,
Sir Gawain and the Green Knight
“ Deal to me my destiny, and do it promptly;for I shall stand thee a stroke, and not start againtill thine axe has hit me — have here my troth.""Have at thee then!" quoth the other, and heaves it aloft,and aims as savagely as if he were mad.He strikes at him mightily, but touches the man not;for he withheld his hand cleverly ere it could hurt.Gawain awaits it properly and flinches with no member,but stands as a stone, or a stump thatis twisted into the rocky ground with a hundred roots.Then merrily spoke the man in the green:"So, now thou hast thy heart whole it behoves me to hit. ”
