| He urged on his horse then, and came up to the mound, there lightly alit, and lashed to a tree his reins, with a rough branch rightly secured them. Then he went to the barrow and about it he walked, debating in his mind what might the thing be. It had a hole at the end and at either side, and with grass in green patches was grown all over, and was all hollow within: nought but an old cavern, or a cleft in an old crag; he could not it name aright. 'Can this be the Chapel Green, O Lord?' said the gentle knight. 'Here the Devil might say, I ween, his matins about midnight!' SIR GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT |