[Sidenote A:  Then he pursues his journey,] [Sidenote B:  rides through the dale, and looks about.] [Sidenote C:  He sees no sign of a resting-place, but only high and steep
  banks.]
[Sidenote D:  No chapel could he discern.] [Sidenote E:  At last he sees a hill by the side of a stream;] [Sidenote F:  thither he goes,] [Sidenote G:  alights and fastens his horse to a branch of a tree.] [Sidenote H:  He walks around the hill, debating with himself what it might
  be,]
[Sidenote I:  and at last finds an old cave in the crag.] [Sidenote J:  He prays that about midnight he may tell his matins.] [Footnote 1:  skayned (?).] [Footnote 2:  wel (?).]

IX.

[A] “Now i-wysse,” quod Wowayn, “wysty is here;
Þis oritore is vgly, with erbe3 ouer-growen;
[B] Wel biseme3 þe wy3e wruxled in grene
2192 Dele here his deuocioun, on þe deuele3 wyse;
Now I fele hit is þe fende, in my fyue wytte3,
Þat hat3 stoken me þis steuen, to strye me here;
[C] Þis is a chapel of meschaunce, þat chekke hit by-tyde,
2196 Hit is þe corsedest kyrk, þat euer i com inne!”
With he3e helme on his hede, his launce in his honde, [Fol. 120b.]
[D] He rome3 vp to þe rokke of þo ro3 wone3;
Þene herde he of þat hy3e hil, in a harde roche,
2200 [E] Bi3onde þe broke, in a bonk, a wonder breme noyse,
[F] Quat! hit clatered in þe clyff, as hit cleue schulde,
As one vpon a gryndelston hade grounden a syþe;
[G] What! hit wharred, & whette, as water at a mulne,
2204 What! hit rusched, & ronge, rawþe to here. 
Þenne “bi Godde,” quod Gawayn, “þat gere as[1] I trowe,
Is ryched at þe reuerence, me renk to mete,
bi rote;
2208 Let God worche we loo,
[H] Hit helppe3 me not a mote,
My lif þa3 I for-goo,
Drede dot3 me no lote.”

[Sidenote A:  “Truly,” says Sir Gawayne, “a desert is here,] [Sidenote B:  a fitting place for the man in green to ’deal here his
  devotions in devil fashion.’]
[Sidenote C:  It is most cursed kirk that ever I entered.”] [Sidenote D:  Roaming about he hears a loud noise,] [Sidenote E:  from beyond the brook.] [Sidenote F:  It clattered like the grinding of a scythe on a grindstone.] [Sidenote G:  It whirred like a mill-stream.] [Sidenote H:  “Though my life I forgo,” says the knight, “no noise shall
  terrify me.”]
[Footnote 1:  at, in Ms.]

X.

2212 [A] Thenne þe kny3t con calle ful hy3e,
     [B] “Who sti3tle3 in þis sted, me steuen to holde?
     [C] For now is gode Gawayn goande ry3t here,
         If any wy3e o3t wyl wynne hider fast,
2216 Oþer now, oþer neuer, his nede3 to spede.”
     [D] “Abyde,” quod on on þe bonke, abouen ouer his hede,
         “& þou schal haf al in hast, þat I þe hy3t ones.”
         3et he rusched on þat rurde, rapely a þrowe,
2220 & wyth quettyng a-wharf, er he wolde ly3t;
     [E] & syþen he keuere3 bi a cragge, & come3 of a hole,