[Sidenote: The King of Norway begs him to come and fight a Giant there.]
Sir Torent dwellid thare Twelffe wekys and mare, [1370] Tiƚƚ letters com hym tiƚƚ Fro the kyng of Norway; 1370 For I{ es}us love he did hym p{ r}aye, Yf it were his wyƚƚ, He shold com as a doughty knyght, With a Geaunt for to ffyght, That wyƚƚ his londys spyƚƚ; 1375 He wold hym yeve his doughter dere And halfe Norway ffar and nere, Both be hold and be hyƚƚ. [1380]
[Headnote: TORRENT SAILS TO FIGHT A NORWEGIAN GIANT.]
[Sidenote: Torrent gives all his land to the King for Desonell;]
Sir Torent said: ‘So god me saue, I-nough to lyve vppon I haue, 1380 I wyƚƚ desire no more; But it be, for I{ es}u is sake A poynt of armes for to take, That hath helpid me be-ffore. I yeve the here oute of my hond 1385 To thy doughter aƚƚ my lond, Yf that I end th{ o}re.’ And whan~ he toke his way to passe, [1390] Mo than ffyfty with hym was, That fals to hym~ w{ o}re. 1390
[Linenotes: 1387. _there_ MS. 1390. _were_ MS.]
[Sidenote: leaves 2 gold rings with her,]
+S+yr Torent to the lady went, Fuƚƚ curtesly and gent: . . . . . ‘Desoneƚƚ, haue good day! I muste now on my jurnay, A kyngis lond for to fend. 1395 Thes gold ryng{ es} I shaƚƚ yeve the, Kepe { them} weƚƚ, my lady ffre, Yf god a child vs send!’ [1400] She toke the ryngis with moche care, f. 99b. Thries in sownyng feƚƚ she thare, 1400 Whan she saw, that he wold wend.
[Linenotes: 1393. _Denoselle_ MS. 1397. _them_] om. MS.]
[Sidenote: and goes on board ship with his steed and armour. Torrent gets to Norway.]
Shipp and takyƚƚ they dight, Stede and armo{ ur} ffor to ffyght To the bote they bare. Gentilmen~, that were hend, 1405 Toke her leve at theyre frend, With hym ffor to fare. Kyng Colomond, is not to layn~, [1410] He wold, that he cam nev{ ur}e agayn~; There fore god yeff hym~ care! 1410 So within the ffyfty dayes He Come in to the lond of Norways, Hard Contre ffound he thare.
[Headnote: TORRENT REACHES NORWAY, AND HEARS OF A GIANT.]
[Sidenote: The shipmen tell him of a Giant.]
Thus s{ ir} Torrent, for soth, is fare, A noble wynd droffe hym~ thare, 1415 Was blowyng oute of the weste. Of the Coste of Norway they had a sight . . . [1419] Of sayling they were aƚƚ preste. So ffeyre a wynd had the knyght, A lituƚƚ be-ffore the mydnyght 1420 He Rode be a foreste. The shipmen said: ‘We be shent; Here dwellith a geaunt, verament, On his lond are we { kest}!’