Sir Gawain and the Green Knight: A Middle-English Arthurian Romance Retold in…

“And wonder, dread and warhave lingered in that landwhere loss and love in turnhave held the upper hand.””

— Jessie L. Weston

“Yet though I must lose my life, fear shall never make me change colour.””

— Jessie L. Weston

“Now take care, Sir Gawain,Not to shrink from danger.This is quite an ordeal That you have taken on.””

— Jessie L. Weston

“Why should I not defyDestinies strong and dear;What can man do but try?(Kirtlan translation)””

— Jessie L. Weston

“My God . . . that grinding is a greeting.My arrival is honored with the honing of an axe””

— Jessie L. Weston

“And [Gawain] constantly enquires of those he encounters / if they know, or not, in this neck of the woods, / of a great green man or a green chapel. / No, they say, never. Never in their lives. / They know of neither a chap nor a chapel / so strange.””

— Jessie L. Weston

“Then red fur rips--Reynardout of his pelt is prised.””

— Jessie L. Weston

“So the year passes into many yesterdays, and winter comes again, as it needs no sage to tell us.””

— Jessie L. Weston

“Beside the refined, almost Greek, simplicity of Chaucer's poetry, the ornamented verse of the contemporary north-western poet rears like A Hindu temple, exotic and densely fashioned.””

— Jessie L. Weston