Brave chivalrous loyally faithful to his plighted word scrupulously heedful of his own and others' honour Gawain stands before us in this poem. We take up Malory or Tennyson and in spite of their charm of style in spite of the halo of religious mysticism in which they have striven to enwrap their characters we lay them down with a feeling of dissatisfaction. How did the Gawain of their imagination this empty-headed empty-hearted worldling cruel murderer...